Give Me the Name of God

Ermeng is a very ambitious man, but unlike Gasak, he is not that arrogant. This remote city also allows him to avoid a lot of attention.

This also gave him enough time to delve into some knowledge. As a second-level believer, he knew many spells other than rituals and skills, such as the contract he signed with Manda, writing his name and reciting the oath. At that time, Manda felt the gaze of the gods.

After completing the contract, Elmeng took Manda to the underground treasure room. Blackwater City was a little poor, but the lord was very rich. He passed through three secret rooms filled with gold, and then passed through a room filled with jewelry. , Al suddenly stopped in front of a wall.

There are many hidden compartments on this wall. Almeng said to Manda: You are very lucky. Except for my family members, few outsiders can come here. Every hidden compartment here preserves this precious item. fetish,

I collected a lot of treasures, not because of greed, but to protect these artifacts. If thieves come here, they can take as much gold and jewelry as they want, but they must not touch these artifacts. This is black. The future of Shuicheng and the Elmen family.

Al's fierce honesty surprised Manda. Of course, she didn't know how much of what he said was true.

He opened a secret compartment, took a deep breath and said, They will belong to you.

they? Don't you only have two manes?

Al opened the box fiercely, took out one of the sticks, and said: This stick belongs to Mrs. Rose. She is a passionate person. This stick belongs to Miss Hosen. This girl's temperament is very different from her appearance. Likewise, this one belongs to Mrs. Attia, she and her husband are really not a good match...

Which Lady Attiya are you talking about?

Al shook his head violently and said, We have an agreement that I cannot tell her full name. I heard that you have been to Tieshan Town?

I'm just asking casually, I don't really care that much, Manda looked at the hair of various colors, her facial features were a little distorted, I just want the flame horse's mane, the rest... you can keep it yourself. .”

But if it is not covered by these hairs, the breath of the flame horse's mane will be easily exposed. You know that the situation outside is somewhat dangerous.

I have other options, thank you for your kindness.

Almeng didn't say anything more. He brought a piece of fiery red horsehair to Manda. After just one glance, Manda was drowned in the tide of gold coins. In terms of value, it was definitely a fake. fetish.

Almeng packed the mane in a wooden box and gave it to Manda, and the two had a dinner together in the castle.

While drinking the wine sent by Manda, Al Meng suddenly felt a little emotional: This wine is very special. I seem to have drank it somewhere.

This is a unique treasure that we have carefully brewed using the best grapes and spending twenty years of hard work. Manda once again increased the vintage of the wine.

Twenty years? Al laughed fiercely, Are you twenty years old? What's the name of this wine?

This wine is called... Manda hesitated for a moment and whispered, This wine is called Proud Horns.

Al was stunned, picked up the wine glass and took another sip, pursed his lips, nodded and said: I remembered, this is his favorite wine, I drank it once, that stubborn old man, that arrogant old man.

The two were silent for a long time, and Al suddenly asked: Are you familiar with him? What kind of person do you think he is?

I'm not familiar with him, but I think he is a respectable person.

Can you imagine his ending?

It's not completely unexpected. Manda ate a piece of roast chicken and took a sip of wine. If a person wants to be the enemy of the whole world, it is best not to let the whole world know.

Al suddenly laughed when he heard this: You are really a smart man. I said so many things to you that you shouldn't have said, and made you see a lot of things that you shouldn't have seen. Do you know why I trust you so much?

Because I saved your life?

As soon as the words came to her lips, Manda swallowed them again. The business was done, and the previous matters were settled. Bringing them up would cause misunderstandings.

After thinking for a moment, Manda said: Maybe it's the will of the gods.

Al nodded fiercely: I believe this is the will of the gods. It was the gods who made me meet you, Lord Krechi Monchik, a rising star in Iron Mountain Town. Some people say you are Lugeon Crow. Desai's illegitimate son, some people say that you once went to the Valley of Resentment. You were appreciated by Gaisak, but you offended Sorensi. After Gaisak died, you were forced to flee to Qixing Mountain.

Seven Star Mountain, a deserted place where bandits are rampant. Who would have thought that a hero would appear in that place? His name is Roman Wilkins. He eradicated all the bandits and established new rules. The passing merchants You are no longer robbed, and you only need to pay 20% of the tax. You arrive at Qixing Mountain, and then a hero appears in Qixing Mountain. Do you think this is the will of the gods?

Manda used some divine power to control her expression with difficulty.

Just yesterday, at the same dinner table, this reproduction maniac's lofty ideals made Manda dumbfounded.

But now, Manda saw what a local lord should look like. He knew Manda thoroughly, but he just didn't bother to make too many cover-ups.

Al poured a glass of wine for Manda: You are right. If you want to be the enemy of the whole world, it is best not to let the whole world know about it. I always thought that no one would notice this barbaric land. , but now it seems that some smart people have already set their sights here,

Bishop Bucken is a smart man. This smart man makes life difficult for us. He sees me and he sees you. We need help and care for each other, so I hope we can become friends.

Hearing this, Manda raised his glass and said, We have made a good start.

Is it with Craig Monchik or Roman Wilkins? This is a very important matter, Almeng said with a very serious expression, Roman Wilkins is a bandit, a lord and a mountain bandit. The friendship between thieves is destined not to last long, and Craig Monchik is a lord. A lord should know how to manage his own territory, so that the friendship between lords can last forever.

…

Back at Qixing Mountain, Manda took the lead in calling the poet: Do you understand the map I left for you?

You call that a map? It's just graffiti! The poet took out more than thirty pieces of parchment and spliced ​​them together:

While you were away, I traveled all over the seven mountains and painted the village for you.

There are more than a dozen cottages on Qixing Mountain. These cottages are scattered and have no connection with each other. Manda wants to build a new cottage on each mountain. There must be roads connecting the cottages. The poet completed the design work. But the next project is not that simple.

Those old cottages are really in bad condition, and there won't be much material left after demolishing them. We have to start by cutting down the wood, and we have to dedicate some of our manpower to collect earth and rocks.

You have almost killed all the bandits, leaving only more than 200 people. Including our original slaves, there are about 300 people. With these people alone, we can complete at most three villages in a year.

Manda shook his head and said: Our slaves are responsible for farming, and the work of building the cottage can only be left to the bandits.

If this is the case, we won't be able to complete three of them. At most, we can build two. I really don't understand. How can there be bandits who farm their own land?

Manda smiled and said: The bandit is Roman Wilkins, Lord Monchik is the lord of the land, we have to learn how to manage it.

The poet was surprised and said: This sentence is quite poetic, but isn't it you who says it all?

I am Manda. I want to rob as well as run a business. I heard that Kunta has trained a believer of the harvest goddess and asked him to bring his men and follow me around the mountains to find some land that can be cultivated.

It's only January now, so don't be so impatient.

There is nothing but forest and grass on this mountain now. Do you think I can take my time?

…

The new disciple of the Harvest Goddess named Paweiu was a taciturn young man. Manda asked him to bring ten slaves with him, but he did not expect that he would bring Jenkins, the Punisher with him.

Jenkins originally wanted to return to his hometown to reunite with his mother, but he was worried that his relationship with Lord Monchik would affect his family, so he stayed with Manda temporarily.

No one expected that this honest young man would take advantage of Manda's absence to do a very terrible thing.

Kunta looked at Jenkins fiercely and said: He turned Nolang Sen into a divine punishment warrior. Can you imagine? He dared to do such a thing on our territory! He should be executed immediately!

Nolansen? The captured young God of Punishment?

Manda looked at Jenkins in astonishment and asked, How did you do it?

Deacon Salif taught me. Nolangson is a talented person. Deacon Salif told me that it is my responsibility to make talented people become divine punishment warriors.

Manda was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed loudly: He has become a first-order warrior?

Jenkins nodded.

Where is he now?

Kunta said: I was locked up in a dungeon, waiting for you to be punished.

Manda smiled and said: Let him out and treat them to something good.