A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Moreover, it was said by two servants, which also meant that these two people had a great background.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, you have to look at the owner first. This is true in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad.

Thomas walked over there. When the two guards saw the commander coming, they separated and let Thomas come out to face the two noisy guys.

The spiritual field clearly told Thomas that the tension between these two people was not fake!

Their facial expressions and subtle muscle movements told Thomas this.

"You two, what are you...doing here?" Thomas asked.

After all, he had been the head of a group for several years. As the saying goes, "the place where you live changes your spirit and the body changes your body", so naturally he has some of the demeanor of a superior.

Ordinary civilians would naturally retreat when they saw Thomas.

This is also the norm for the lower class people in this era.

But these two were not afraid at all.

"Why did you capture our young master? Can your Knights afford the consequences?" a loud voice shouted. "The Republic of Venice will not let this go!"

"Venetian Republic?" Thomas was shocked. "Arrest your young master?"

After killing all the Venetian spies last time, Thomas has been worried about Venetians' revenge.

It is easy to guess that the Venetians were responsible for the previous surprise attack by the Crescent Moon Cultists at sea.

But the enemy had a clean front and back, especially the second ship, which left immediately, leaving Thomas without any evidence.

Even if the case was brought to the Pope, the Venetians could simply throw up their hands and say that it was the Crescent Moon Christians who had captured the Venetian warship.

After all, the current Knights are far inferior to the Venetians in terms of strength.

Although Thomas was not afraid, it would be better to avoid conflict with the Venetians if possible.

After all, their navy is much stronger than the Knights. They are not even on the same level!

So even though Thomas was ambushed, he could only try to make peace instead of making things worse.

I originally thought that as the master of a city or a place, I could control my own destiny. But now it seems that I still cannot be free!

At least that's how it seems for now.

Thomas felt the Venetians were definitely up to something. However, Thomas had the Pope's protection, so the Venetians were primarily fueling the flames, but it was difficult for them to initiate trouble.

Unless they knew about the golden apple tree!

"What young master?" Thomas was puzzled. Young master?

"Our young master, little Balbo!" the leading servant said angrily.

I don't know anything else, but I'm familiar with the name Thomas.

After all, they had met face to face before, and it left a deep impression on Thomas.

"Little Balboa? The Governor's son? He's coming to Rhodes Island?"

"Our young master originally wanted to join the Knights, but you arrested him on charges of theft. This is a public humiliation to the Governor and a provocation to the Republic. I tell you, you can't afford the consequences!"

"Little Balboa came to join the Knights? To steal? To be arrested?" Thomas felt like he was listening to a fairy tale.

I am the leader after all, why don’t I know anything?

The Governor sent his son here to join the Knights...

Although everyone knows that joining the Knights Templar is an important way out for noble children without inheritance rights, the Governor's actions are clearly a way to give them a way out.

I guess he wanted to plot against the Knights, but he felt he couldn't hold back. So he just made peace.

But I don’t know whether it is true or not.

It's possible that the Governor himself sent his son here, but it's also possible that the boy just said it casually and didn't really mean it. He just used this as an excuse to come here for a leisurely trip.

But no matter what, if people are really arrested, it will be terrible.

This is a diplomatic incident!

If someone is asking for peace and you want to slap him in the face, then things will get really bad.

"Don't worry, I'll go check it out right away!" That was all Thomas could say.

A short while later, Thomas saw little Balboa in the Knights' cell.

The Knights' prison cells were originally in the basement of the Knights' headquarters, but now that the Knights' headquarters is under repair, the cells have been moved to a more sturdy bungalow nearby.

To be honest, there's no such thing as "long-term imprisonment" in the law these days. Unless it's a political prisoner who can never be released, any crime can be solved with a shiny gold coin.

Of course, without those shiny, sparkly little cuties, the punishment would be either hard labor... or straight to the gallows!

The latter goes without saying, and the former is also easy - merchant ships coming to Rhodes Island always need these convicts to row the boats.

Anyway, you won't be allowed to enjoy long-term free meals in the cell.

Looking through the iron bars, you can see little Balbo half lying in the cell, covered in dust.

Not only was he covered in dirt, but his nose and eyes were bruised and swollen. It was obvious that he had received a severe punishment.

But it looked like he hadn't suffered any real injuries. His body was intact, and there was no blood on his clothes.

"Ah, isn't this Mr. Balboa?" Thomas said, signaling the guard to open the door.

Now that the commander-in-chief had arrived, the guard naturally did not dare to act rashly and immediately took out the cell key to open the door.

"How did he get in?" Thomas whispered to the guard.

"Knight Mansreti sent it." The guard replied in a low voice.

"What's the charge?"

"Stealing the Knights' property!"

"What property of the Knights did he steal?" Thomas' heart tightened.

Could it be that this kid was sent here by his father to be a spy?

No, it won't. After all, he's just a little fool! His dad must be crazy to send him here to be a spy and steal secrets.

Thomas knew very well that sons and daughters were important assets to politicians. Even a playboy with no talent at all could be used to establish valuable marriages and thus obtain foreign aid.

Not to mention someone like little Balbo who is indeed talented in martial arts.

"Oh, a training sword," the guard said. "Knight Mansredee said it was irrefutable evidence, a thief caught and found."

Chapter 261 Little Balbo 2

Damn, how did this Mansreti get himself into such a big trouble?

Thomas had a headache.

This statement didn't make sense even within the Knights Templar, and no one believed it outside.

The son of the governor came to your knights to steal a training sword?

Is this sword made of gold, or is it forged by magic?

It must be a fabricated charge!

The door opened.

Little Balbo had noticed the commotion and scrambled to his feet. He was covered in dust and dirt, and one of his eyes looked like a panda's—the result of a severe blow to the eye socket.

"Mr. Balboa." Thomas looked at the other person.

He originally thought that he would see a young man full of humiliation and anger, but he didn't expect that the expression on little Balbo's face at this time was not anger at all, but excitement.

"Grandmaster." Little Balbo came out of the room. "It's really good that you came on time. I don't want to spend the night in this cell at all."

"Of course, of course, it's all a misunderstanding..." was all Thomas could say.

The Knights may now be flourishing, but the Crescent Moon Cult remains a formidable threat. Previously, they could rely on their fleet to isolate the enemy at sea, but now that they have captured Smyrna, they must face the enemy head-on.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!

Under such circumstances, we cannot afford to offend the Venetians as long as the foreign enemies remain.

Even with the Pope's support, it won't work.

After all, there are a lot of Christian rebellious sons. France is certainly a famous Christian rebellious son, but so are the Venetians.

At least it can't give others enough excuses!

"I've thought about what you said last time for a long time," said Little Balbo. He paused. "Ah, sorry, Grand Master, I made a mistake. It wasn't you who said it, it was Knight Joseph's."

"What did Joseph say?" Thomas was puzzled.

"As I understand it, the battlefield is where a man truly proves himself. Everything else is just a side path, and it's all about bravery and brutality."

"what?"

"And this time coming to the Knights, I really understood one thing. I should be able to learn a lot here!"

Thomas was really shocked this time.

What does this guy mean?

"I hope to join the Knights Templar." Little Balbo said eagerly.

"Well... let's go out and talk first." Thomas didn't dare to agree immediately.

He took little Balbo out of the cell and wanted him to stay at the temporary headquarters, but little Balbo said he already had a place to live. His servant had booked the best hotel in the city.

Now, he was covered in dirt and bruises, and he didn't want to go directly to the headquarters and make a fool of himself.

I need to go back and rest first.

Thomas didn't give any advice, but turned back to think about what was going on.

Why does little Balbo want to join the Knights?

Could it be a trap? But Thomas thought about it carefully, but couldn't find the key to the problem.

In fact, if little Balbo really wanted to apply publicly to join the Knights, the Knights would have no reason to reject him.

After all, he was the second son, and even though he was favored by his father, he had no right of inheritance in that era.

The family property has always been inherited by the eldest son.

Joining the Church was a natural and logical choice. The Knights Templar were rife with people in the same situation.

If this was a trap, from Thomas's understanding, little Balbo was just a fool who was being used.

But in this regard, fools also have their advantages.

No matter how others design it, at least the fool himself is sincere.

He wanted to join the Knights Templar because he really wanted to join, not just say one thing and do another to cause trouble.

Moreover, since he is extremely talented in martial arts, he is indeed a good candidate for the Knights Templar!

In land warfare, when forming a battle formation, the effectiveness of martial arts is greatly reduced.

But in the navy, martial arts are highly valued.

Because it was basically impossible to form a battle formation, everyone was fighting in a melee. The more chaotic the battle, the more important equipment and martial arts became.

At this moment, someone reported that Knight Mansredee had arrived.

After Mansreti came in, he naturally felt uneasy.

At this time, in the cell, the Grand Commander summoned me over, it must be nothing good!

"Mansretty," Thomas asked. "Did you catch little Balboa today?"

"Little Balboa? Who's that?" Mansreti asked. "That... little thief?"

"Little thief, do you know who he is? He is the second son of the Doge of Venice and came here to join the Knights Templar!" Thomas snorted coldly.

It's obvious without asking that Mansreti was just using chicken feathers as a pretext. The two of them had a conflict, and Mansreti was just using it as an excuse.

Who would believe that little Balbo came to steal a training sword? Look at his elegant clothes and his martial arts skills. How could he be a thief?

Even if this kind of person is a thief, it is impossible for him to steal a worthless training sword!

"I'm very sorry, Grand Commander. But he drew his sword over a disagreement..." Mansreti knew he was in the wrong and spoke in a low voice.

“How good is his fighting skill?” Thomas asked.