Give Me the Name of God

On the first night of April, Manda had a dream. He dreamed of a goat, a rope and a knife.

He thought he was going to kill the goat, but instead the goat tied him up and started sharpening his knife.

Although the tavern's business is still booming, it is nothing compared to the debt of eight hundred gold coins. Passing merchants occasionally bring some good things, and at most they can earn a difference of three or two gold coins.

As for the black market, you can occasionally find some good things, but Manda has no money to buy them and can't find a suitable buyer. It seems that it is just a place to spend money.

As a second-level believer of Hermes, he couldn't find a way to make money. Manda felt really ashamed of himself. He kicked Guatel in shame. Guatel screamed in pain and hid aside. He held the half-made wooden wine glass and looked at Manda carefully.

The wooden wine glasses are very beautiful. A few days ago, he made some iron wine glasses, which are also very beautiful. A carpenter is actually good at blacksmithing. This may be a talent in his blood.

After the tavern closed, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep. Only Milo and Guatel slept in the hall.

Manda absentmindedly counted the copper coins on the counter, until Worm walked in front of him, and his face finally became a little angry.

What did the count say?

Worm sent twenty young men to the valley and also sent a letter from the Viscount. Manda was worried that the Viscount would mention Guatel.

The count didn't say anything. He asked me to bring back six first-order believers. I asked them to stay here for one night. You can hand them over to the viscount tomorrow.

Say nothing? Doesn't the count care about this?

This was impossible, he would not allow a stranger in the tavern, let alone such a troublesome stranger.

The most likely thing is that the Viscount didn't mention this matter. He was more generous than Manda imagined.

Worm took out a parchment book from his arms and handed it to Manda. This was the translation of the twelve main god stone statues written by Kunta himself, which was the promotion method for first-level believers. Manda turned directly to Hehuai Storth's list of sacrifices included a piece of lava crystal and a sleeping hearth elf.

The sacrificial method is to use lava crystals to awaken the furnace elves, and the furnace elves will burn the lava crystals. During this period, they will complete the blood oath and drink the divine blood.

Lava crystals and hearth elves, just by hearing the name, you knew they were not cheap, and apart from the old goat, Manda didn't know who to buy these rare things from.

Looking at Guatel who was sleeping soundly by the fire pit, Manda gritted her teeth and said, Why should I spend so much time on him? I'm not familiar with him at all! It's better to leave the opportunity to Toca.

Milo, who was lying on the table, showed a smile: I know the little boy's destiny, I can tell you.

I don't want to know. Worm looked at Milo with a cold expression. Milo snorted and turned away in disgust.

Worm didn't want Tokar to become a follower of the Ancient God, and neither did Tokar's mother.

Manda kicked Guatel and frowned: How useful is it to let him enter the level?

Milo said: If you want him to make a wine glass for a lifetime, it is enough now. If you want him to help you make weapons, you will have a series of surprises from the moment he enters the level. He can even use divine blood. Stone becomes a weapon.”

Manda frowned and said, Turning the divine blood stone into a weapon? What's the use of that?

A divine object is more powerful than a unique divine object, Mirro let out a weird laugh. Although it does not come from the will of God, it has divine power that will never dissipate, because it contains the blood of the gods. Only the god of fire has it. Believers can make that kind of magical object, we call it - bloody blade.

Manda suddenly became interested, and he remembered the sacred blood stone of Campora.

He can't eat it, and he can't sell it. Manda is thinking about how to get rid of it. It seems to be of great use now.

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The next day, Manda sent six first-order believers to the castle and tried their luck in the black market.

The earth had already warmed up, but the black market was still cold. Manda leaned close to Lu Li'an and whispered: I want to buy something, but it's not medicinal materials.

Lu Lian smiled charmingly: There are other things too.

Is there any fire spirit? Manda didn't have much hope at first, but she didn't expect that Lulian actually provided a clue.

If it's a sacrifice to the God of Fire, go to the poet.

The poet was an excellent craftsman, and he was probably a follower of Hephaestus, but such an important thing was forgotten.

Manda found the Poet, who had lava crystals and fire elves, but when she heard the price offered by the Poet, Manda's heart immediately dropped.

Five hundred gold coins, the poet refused to counter-offer, the reason being: This is the most basic respect for the gods.

The second-level sacrifice only costs 800 gold coins, but the first-level believer actually costs 500. Thinking about it carefully, the old goat's side is more fair.

Moreover, using the divine blood stone to make a divine object is not very cost-effective. The value of a divine blood stone is at least one hundred gold coins, while the old goat's divine object only costs dozens of gold coins.

So what if the performance is better? The price-performance ratio is too low. We still have to find a way to repay the debt of Lao Goat first...

Manda left the black market, and Lulian chased after him.

The business is not done? Are you short of money? I have a friend who is doing a big deal. Do you want to give it a try?

Manda was startled: This friend of yours must not be Stanley. He and I... have a little disagreement.

Not only for the holidays, but also owed him two hundred gold coins.

Festivals between men can be resolved with just a glass of wine. If you are willing, come to my house at dusk.

At dusk, Manda arrived at Lulian's house carrying a jar of wine. When he saw Manda, Stanley turned his head to the side.

Manda poured Stanley a glass of wine. Under Lulian's persuasion, Stanley drank the wine and then showed a familiar smile.

So smooth? Why do I feel like these two guys are acting on purpose?

I found a treasure on Mount Dunguluo. The treasure underground belongs to Pluto. This is a reward given to me by Pluto. Stanley took out a piece of parchment and drew a scribbled map on it. The treasure is buried in There are three floors in an underground palace. According to my perception, this palace is very dangerous. After entering the palace, we must find the treasure quickly and leave as soon as possible. This requires your talent. You are from Chimera. Believers, you can smell gold, as long as you look in the right direction, half a candle is enough.

Manda curled her lips, this was a bit troublesome.

He always thought that his first-level skills were much better than Chimera's talent, but when it came to treasure hunting, his first-level skills didn't seem to be that useful.

How much do you think we can make?

Stanley shrugged and said, It's hard to say. It depends on our luck. We might return empty-handed.

Manda asked again: How should we divide the money we make?

Stanley said: I will give you 60%, you will take 30%, and the remaining 10% will be given to Lulienne. She will go with us. If we are seriously injured, with her here, we can still survive.

Manda remained silent, and Stanley smiled and said, If you are brave enough, we will set off early tomorrow morning.

Manda pinched her chin: Can I bring a helper?

It's up to you, I'll say it first, I won't give him any extra money.

Manda nodded and said: Don't worry, his reward will be counted on me.

Late at night, Manda returned to the tavern and said to Ogg: I will give you an extra two silver coins in salary this month, and I will go on a long trip with me tomorrow.