Give Me the Name of God

Ares' iron man, Hera's puppet, Athena's twelve-line chess, look at how many priceless treasures our Manda has brought back. The count sat on the chair, admiring the Manda purchases one by one. Come back baby.

Manda asked excitedly: Are these all artifacts?

A golden apple can be worth 600 gold coins, how much is this artifact worth?

The count squinted at Manda. His eyes could see through lies, but Manda in front of him was not lying.

These are just mortal objects that have been illuminated by the holy light. They are also called divine objects. They have certain magical powers, but they cannot be compared with divine weapons. Of course, their value is not cheap.

Manda rubbed her hands together and said, It's a good thing anyway, you should give me some rewards, right?

Two eyes appeared on the earl's face, and the flame in the fireplace dimmed a lot. Everyone lost their smiles, including Manda, it seemed that the earl was angry.

Do you really want the reward or are you joking?

I really want a reward. Manda said with a straight face.

Very good, the count nodded. First tell me, how did you find these things from the market?

Kunta shuddered, the real test came, no matter what answer he gave, he must not lie in front of the count.

In fact, he needn't worry, Manda had already prepared the answer, because the Earl could see through lies, so he decided to tell the truth, only partially of course.

When I saw these things, I seemed to see a pile of gold coins.

He didn't say the hint of the natal god, but he didn't lie.

Two more eyes appeared on the count's face, and he asked, Don't you know the origin of these things?

Manda shook his head and said, I don't know, I just feel the breath of gold.

The count picked up a stone statue: This is the statue of Ares, one of the twelve main gods, do you recognize it?

I don't know.

There are ancient characters engraved on it, do you recognize it?

I can't read.

Twelve eyes have appeared on the earl's face, but he still can't see any trace of lies from Manda's body.

The room was getting colder and colder, and Kunta's blood was about to freeze.

But unexpectedly, the number of eyes on the earl's face became less, and the air in the room gradually warmed up.

Kunta was both surprised and delighted, he never expected that Manda could really deceive the earl, this is the power of wisdom, and it can defeat the earl's third-level divine power.

Lucky little guy, if you want a reward, I'll reward you, the earl smiled. You can choose one of money, fetishes, and merit.

What is meritorious service for?

It seems that you still don't understand the rules here, the earl smiled. Merit is the most precious reward. According to your contribution in this mission, I can reward you with ten points of merit. I can arrange a second sacrificial ceremony for you, which is to give you a chance to upgrade. When you reach the full rank and have accumulated 500 points of merit, I will help you find the artifact, just like I helped Brutal find the golden apple.

Manda's heart twitched for a while, meritorious service was indeed a precious reward, but it was of no use to him. He is not a follower of Typhon at all, and participating in another sacrifice is tantamount to dying again.

Where are the gods?

The count was startled, he was a little surprised that Manda did not choose meritorious deeds, he picked up the knife that Manda bought back: Your merits are not enough to exchange for a fetish, I can reward you with this dagger, it is not worth it. Gods are just weapons made by believers of ancient gods.

Manda felt a burst of resentment: I bought all these things, but he only gave me a knife and said it was a reward.

Besides, such things as small knives are of no use to him, and no sharp knife can compare to his golden fingers.

I choose gold coins.

Really? The count smiled strangely.

Manda made a serious mistake. Judging from the situation of this trip, Lioness, Brutal, and Leonde are not very rich, which proves that the Earl is not very generous in money.

The earl rewarded Manda with three gold coins, how should this be measured?

Converted to the currency of later generations, three gold coins are almost 60,000 yuan, which sounds very imposing.

In this era, it is more imposing. A farmer may not be able to earn a gold coin after a few years of work.

The things that Komanda brought back could add up to a thousand gold coins, and the reward of three gold coins was really disappointing.

Hurry up and thank the earl! Lioness kicked Manda, Don't forget you still owe me a gold coin!

Seeing Manda's dejected expression, the Earl smiled and said, Do you think it's too little? I have another reward. I'll find someone to teach you how to read.

Manda sighed: Learning, yes, very good, thank you Earl for your generosity.

Kunta thought that the opportunity had come, so he quickly raised his hand and said, Master Earl, I am willing to teach Manda how to read.

The fire flickered, the room grew cold again, and an eye appeared on the count's forehead.

Educated Kunta, it's rare that you are so kind, but I don't want to waste too much of your time. I guess you will be very busy these days.

Worse, the count seemed to know that he had copied the ancient text on the stone statue, Kunta hid behind the Sphinx, bowed his head and said nothing.

The count pointed to an attendant and said, Call Worm over.

Upon hearing Wurm's name, everyone's expressions changed, and Sphinx raised his head and said, My lord, you don't need to do this, this child didn't deceive you...

The count squinted his eyes at the Sphinx: Warm is the best teacher, does anyone want to question my decision?

Sphinx didn't dare to make a sound, and the attendant quickly brought a thin middle-aged man and stood in front of the count.

I'll give you three days to teach this child how to read.

The middle-aged man bowed deeply and said, I will obey your orders.

Is this person Worm? Manda stared at him twice. He was tall, with fair skin, many wrinkles, big eyes and big pupils, the whites of which could hardly be seen. lips.

Where is he holy? Why make everyone so nervous?

Let's go, little one, our time is precious. Worm took Manda's arm and left the earl's room.

Are you going to start studying tonight? After spending seven days in the open air, Manda planned to have a full stomach and sleep well.

Manda was taken away by Worm, and Kunta was heartbroken. He knew Worm's methods. If Manda knew how to read, Worm would soon find out that he had deceived the count, and Manda would definitely die.

If Manda was really illiterate, he would definitely not survive three days under Worm's hands.

He also knew that the Earl was ruthless, but he didn't expect him to leave no chance for Manda. Manda didn't show any flaws in front of him, let alone he didn't do anything wrong.

Brutal also wanted to say something for Manda, without Manda's help, he would not be able to buy the golden apple.

I think that kid is just playing tricks. From what Sphinx said, it was the old man who took the initiative to find him and let him buy a bunch of treasures by mistake. I guess he doesn't know these things at all. He's just an old man. Just a fool who loves to talk big and pretends to be smart.

The count was silent, and sat back by the fireplace, playing on his harp.

Realizing that he was talking too much, Brutal took a small step back subconsciously.

After playing the song, the count turned to look at Brutal and asked, Are you questioning him, or me?

Of course I don't question you, I just think...

Why did that old man find him, but not the Sphinx who already has the name of God?

Maybe it's because he has a special smell, just like what you said...

Brutal's face was covered with cold sweat, and his tongue had already started to knot.

He found the boy who sold the pocketknife before. Is this also a mistake? The count continued to play the harp.

That knife... doesn't seem to be anything special.

Really? The count stopped playing and walked up to Brutal, give me your sword.

Brutal's hands were trembling. He was about to get the name of God, and he was about to get eternal life. He had suffered for more than 20 years, and now he might die under his own sword because of talking too much.

He handed the long sword to the earl. The earl touched the blade and exclaimed: The top grade of Jinguangcheng, unfortunately, it has been used for too long, and it is a bit old.

Brutal swallowed, and took several steps back.

The count smiled slightly, and came to the table with his long sword, picked up the dagger bought by Manda, and slashed against Brutal's long sword.

Just this one, without much effort, the long sword broke with a sound, and the cut was very neat.

And there was not even a trace of trace on the blade of the dagger.

Everyone was stunned and speechless, the count sighed softly and said, This is a skill possessed by a follower of Hephaestus, and this follower has already reached the first level.

Sphinx took a breath and said: I missed it, I should buy more weapons and come back...

You should bring back the boy who sells weapons! The count threw the dagger aside and returned the long sword that had been broken in two to Brutal.

Old things give birth to love, I understand that feeling, but you are about to get the name of God, so it's time to get a new sword.

Brutal breathed a sigh of relief. He had just walked back from the gate of hell. He only had the joy of being alive after the catastrophe in his mind, but he completely forgot about Manda.

Manda was taken to the basement of the castle by Worm. Why is there a basement in the castle suspended on the cliff? Manda couldn't figure out why, the structure of the castle was completely beyond his comprehension.

The corridor is dark and long, and still continues the gorgeous architectural style. The walls and floor are paved with marble, and the smooth blue stone surface makes the humid air even colder.

Worm went ahead with torch, and he had not said a word since leaving the count's room.

The two walked for a long time in the corridor, which seemed to have no end, a strange cold wind blew from the darkness, Manda shivered, Worm stopped in his tracks.

He took out a bunch of keys from his belt and opened a door.

Behind the door is a dark room with a strong dusty smell. Manda smacked her nose and said, Can't you find a better place to teach me how to read?

Learning this kind of thing is a test of the environment, and it is impossible to have high learning efficiency in such a place.

Worm didn't speak, he climbed up the ladder, lit the chandelier, and under the cover of the lights, the whole room appeared in front of Manda.

The light yellow tapestries, the log-colored floor, and the dark brown bookshelves are arranged in two rows, and there is no end in sight like the corridor.

A bronze-colored desk lay before him, on which were a stack of parchment, a bundle of quills, and two inkpots.

Is this a library? If the university library had such an atmosphere, Manda firmly believed that in her previous life, she would definitely be able to get a doctorate.

This is the Earl's study, and it belongs to you tonight. After entering the study, Worm talked more, and there was an imperceptible smile on his stiff face.

Manda took a deep breath, and seemed to smell a faint fragrance of books from the smell of dust.

Learning is a matter of great significance. A life that masters knowledge is life in the true sense. Even if a person without knowledge obtains eternal life, it is just an empty shell.

A hot current rushed into Manda's chest. He sat in front of the desk and said seriously, I'm ready, let's start.

Worm took out a book from the shelf and sat across from Manda: Let's start with the alphabet.

The lingua franca of the continent of Oligino was simplified from ancient Yiqin, with a total of forty-one letters.

Full of confidence, Manda firmly believes that he can memorize all the letters in one night, but Worm thinks it is completely unnecessary, so he took out a copper hourglass.

We don't have that much time, a 200-point hourglass is enough.

The hourglass is the most commonly used timekeeping tool for Origino. A 200% hourglass is 200% of a day, which is just over seven minutes.

It takes more than seven minutes to memorize forty-one letters. Isn't this a joke?

But Worm wasn't in the mood for joking. He looked at Manda and said slowly, I'll just say it once. You have to memorize their pronunciation, their writing, and the spelling rules.

How can I remember...

You must be able to remember! Worm opened his mouth, and two long teeth like pliers protruded from it.

The blood-red tusks tapped twice, and a group of fine silk threads sprayed out from Worm's mouth.

The ball of silk tied Manda's hands, covered Manda's head, opened Manda's eyelids, and pulled his eyes to the table, making his eyes fixed on the books on the table.

Two strands of silk thread went into the nostrils and went up until they got into Manda's brain.

Worm yelled at Silk Thread: I'm starting.