Give Me the Name of God

In the evening, Sphinx and Brutal returned to the tavern dejectedly, and the transaction was not going well.

They saw the golden apple, and Brutal swore in the name of Typhon that it was definitely the real thing, but they didn't expect the Marquis of Nars to raise the price to 600 gold coins.

Ten million became twelve million, which seemed like a small increase, but apart from five hundred gold coins, they only brought pocket money of two hundred silver coins, and they couldn't get out any more.

There is no other way but to go back and tell the Earl. The Lioness sighed.

Tell the earl? It will take half a month for us to go back and forth! Brutal's veins popped instantly, Tigray has prepared six hundred gold coins, and it will be too late when we come back!

Tigray, a well-known wealthy businessman in the Oligino continent, Manda heard them mention this person on the road, and he is also interested in this golden apple.

Leonde, who had just woken up, was a little gloating. He poured a glass of cider and took a sip casually: Otherwise, what else can I do? Why don't you go grab it?

Brutal roared: Even if I rob it, I have to get it back. This is my only chance!

Leonde sneered and said, I appreciate your courage, but don't expect me to help. This is Yarn City, not the little deserted village where you were born!

I don't need your help! Brutal gritted his teeth and looked at Leonde, a layer of black air emerged from his body, and some scales appeared on his face.

Leonde looked at Brutal with a smile, he also had black air on his body, and a layer of black hair grew on his face.

The lion girl has to speak up, driven by desperation and jealousy, don't expect much reason from these two men.

Sit down for me, or I'll let you all lie here. The lion woman's voice was not high, but it was enough to deter the two men from sitting on the bed, Leonde continued to drink cider, and Brutal was hopeless Lovingly grabbing her long hair.

Isn't it just a hundred gold coins? I can always find a way. Manda said suddenly.

Listen to how easy he said, as expected of the baron's son. Leonde laughed.

Sphinx sighed, took out a string of necklaces from his skirt pocket, and put them on the table: I asked old Yaman to buy it last month, and it was worth seven gold coins.

No wonder her skirt kept dropping gold coins. Manda had seen this necklace, and it always showed a section at the edge of the skirt.

Concentrating on looking at one thing, Manda can see some hallucinations. According to his deduction, these hallucinations represent the value of this thing, which is the first-order divine power bestowed on Manda by the gods.

Manda stared at the necklace for a moment. He saw three gold coins, sixteen silver coins, and a pile of copper coins.

It seems that the old Yaman made a lot of money. This guy's heart is far from being as good as it looks.

Brutal took off his saber and put it on the table: It was made by the craftsmen of Jinguang City, and it cost three gold coins when I bought it.

It might have been worth that much when I bought it, but now Manda only saw a pile of silver coins. The blade was rusted and the blade was chipped. This sword is not even worth a single gold coin now.

The Sphinx took off his own earrings, and Manda didn't bother to take a look at them. The pair of earrings must have been bought by Old Yaman, and they were worth no more than forty silver coins.

He looked at the pendant on Kunta's chest, and this was the only thing that could be put on the table. Kunta quickly hid the pendant in his clothes. This pendant was very precious to him.

To Manda's surprise, Leonde took out a gold chain from his rucksack and slapped it on the table. A pile of silver coins.

It's really strange, why did Leonde help Pluto? This made Manda a little confused about the relationship between them.

The divine power was used too often, but Manda didn't know how to control himself. He had a severe headache and wanted to vomit.

No one here cares about him, everyone is counting the wealth at hand.

According to their calculations, these things can be sold for twenty gold coins, but in Manda's view, these things are not worth even ten gold coins.

Leonde shook his head and said, It seems that we really want to do business.

The business he mentioned did not refer to commerce, but robbery. There were many merchants living in the tavern, and a few extra votes might be able to make up a hundred gold coins.

Sphinx clearly disagreed with his idea: You just said yourself that this is Yarn City, there is likely to be God's Punishment Army here, and there may even be a knight order. If they find out, we can't leave alive!

Leonde sneered and said, If you are as cowardly as a mouse, what qualifications do you have for getting the name of God!

Brutal stood up and said, I'm not afraid, I'll do it myself, and it won't hurt you!

Sphinx said angrily: We robbed the marquis's territory, and we still expect to buy golden apples from him. Are you all crazy?

Manda had a terrible headache and really didn't want to hear them quarreling. He pointed to the two boxes of smoke stones beside the bed and said, Sell that, it's definitely worth a hundred gold coins.

One hundred? As far as I know, a carriage of smoke stones is worth at most one gold coin. Kunta bit his finger, not sure if he should speak.

These smoke stones are different! I am the son of a baron. Even if I am an illegitimate child, I have seen good things. Find someone who knows the goods and sell them. Hurry up and exchange them for golden apples! Manda rubbed her forehead vigorously, His head was about to split open.

The room was quiet for a while, Manda took the opportunity to get under the quilt and covered her head with a pillow.

Maybe you can try it. There was a glimmer of hope in Brutal's eyes.

But that is a gift for the Marquis, and there is a box for the Earl... Kunta continued biting his finger.

As long as no one talks too much, we can pretend nothing happened. Leonde poured another glass of wine.

But where can I find someone who knows the goods? The lion girl fell into deep thought.

...

At dawn the next day, Manda, who had slept soundly all night, regained some energy. When he opened his eyes, he saw the pendant on Kunta's chest again. He hurriedly shifted his eyes to try to avoid hallucinations.

Sphinx set off with Brutal and Leonde. They took five hundred gold coins and two boxes of smoke stones and went to the Marquis' mansion.

They discussed it all night and came to a conclusion that the Marquis of Nars was the most knowledgeable person they knew.

Manda spent the whole morning practicing the method of controlling divine power. At first, the situation was very bad. As long as he stared at an object for three seconds, coins would fall from his eyes.

After dozens of attempts, he gradually found some feeling that he could barely control the concentration of his attention.

When the concentration reaches more than 50%, he can see vague hallucinations. When the concentration reaches 70%, the hallucinations become very clear. If he continues to concentrate, his forehead will start to hurt, and the pain will become unbearable, and the hallucinations will disappear.

Practicing like this until noon, Manda finally found a way to be completely controllable.

Stretch the index finger between the eyes, and after turning into cross-eyed, he can clearly see the coins.

Then put your fingers in your mouth and bite hard, and the hallucination will disappear in pain.

The method seemed silly, but it was very effective. Manda stood on the bed and laughed wildly, causing Kunta to shrink into the quilt in fright.

Manda smiled brightly, and the Sphinx suddenly pushed the door and walked in, holding Manda in a circle.

Little guy, tell me, what is red, what is green, and what is gold!

It's an apple. Manda pouted, If you can't find a decent riddle, don't ask questions lightly. According to the rules of the Sphinx, you don't know how many times you should commit suicide!

The lion girl was not angry at all, she kissed Manda hard on the forehead: Little boy, you are so smart, Nars accepted those two boxes of smoke stones, they are really worth a hundred gold coins!

Brutal walked into the room, his eye circles were red, and he seemed to have cried hard. He held a box in both hands and carefully placed it on the table.

He got down on his knees, raised his hands, and began to pray, his voice trembling and muffled, and Manda couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Apparently, the wooden box contained golden apples, and Manda asked, Has he received the name of God?

Sphinx shook his head: Not yet, we have to go back to Typhon's temple to complete the sacrifice.

The last one to walk in was the three-headed dog Leonde, who lay on the bed with dull eyes as if he had lost his soul.

First gloating, then risking his life to help, and now being jealous, Manda really can't understand Leonde's temperament.

Kunta came closer, blinking his egg-sized eyes, rubbing his hands together and said to Brutal, Can you show me the golden apple?

That won't work, Brutal shook his head again and again, This is a blasphemy against Radon.

Kunta looked disappointed: Just a glance, can't it?

Brutal looked at the Sphinx, who pursed his lips and smiled: I don't think the gods will mind the eyes of admirers.

Then... take a look!

Brutal carefully opened the exquisitely crafted wooden box, and the dazzling golden light immediately filled the entire room.

Manda leaned forward and looked at the golden apple in the box, which was slightly smaller than a fist. From the curvature of the handle to the stripes on the peel, the apple made of pure gold was no different from the real apple, and it even made people The urge to take a bite.

The round and smooth surface has no edges, corners and blemishes. Such a perfect thing cannot come from the mortal world, it must be the fruit of the sacred tree.

Except for the loveless Leonde, the other four surrounded the golden apple, deeply intoxicated by the golden light.

Manda put his index finger on the tip of his nose and became cross-eyed. Out of curiosity, he wanted to see the value of this artifact.

As expected, gold coins appeared in front of him like a fountain. This was a gift from Gaia to Zeus and Hera. Manda really worried that his divine power was not enough, and he might be swallowed by hallucinations.

Uh... The situation is not as expected, the fountain of gold coins didn't last long...

Manda counted carefully over and over again, her heart slowly suspended.

He bit his index finger hard, withdrew his divine power, and said to the Sphinx, Have you really seen that rich businessman named Tigray?

Sphinx nodded and said: I see, a man in his thirties, he said, he is Tigray.

So you don't know him.

Manda pursed her lips, looked at the tearful Brutal, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Forty gold coins, only forty.

The golden apple was far cheaper than Manda expected.