Give Me the Name of God

The son of Thorens is dead, and Zigsay, the Dungeon Hunter, is nowhere to be found.

The fifty-one-year-old Marquis of Nars put down the battle report and sat on a chair in the castle hall, lost in thought.

The retainer Pu Lantuo quietly came to the Marquis and said in a low voice, Bishop Buckne wants to see you.

Backn? I've heard of him, Nars nodded. It is said that he is highly valued by the Pope and will soon be promoted to Archbishop.

Are you going to meet him here, or outside the castle gate?

Welcome? Nars smiled and shook his head, I don't plan to greet him, I don't even plan to meet him, tell him that I went to inspect the territory, treat them to lunch, and then send them away.

Plantuo felt that the Marquis' thoughts were a little too casual: My lord, Viscount Sorens will not fight for us again, if we can get the help of God's Punisher...

Nars turned his head and looked at Pulanduo. The retainer had followed him for thirty years, but what he said today made him extremely disappointed.

What do you think will be left in the Valley of Resentment if God's Punisher is allowed to intervene? What else can I gain?

Pu Lantuo pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Neither close nor hostile, Nars' attitude towards God's Punisher has always been the same.

He poured a glass of red wine and ordered: Treat each other with courtesy, you must treat each other with courtesy, and treat them with the best food.

Just as Pu Lantuo was about to leave, the Marquis stopped him again: Prepare three thousand gold coins, one thousand will be given to Saurons, and two thousand will be sent to the Valley of Resentment.

Do you still want to...

Of course I think that the earl is my good friend, and there will be many opportunities to cooperate in the future. We just had a little misunderstanding, and the misunderstanding will eventually be resolved, provided that I have the sincerity to apologize.

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In the cave, Manda is learning the art of sacrifice with the old witch.

Just take out twenty silver coins, add quicksilver, plus snake tooth grass, sand butterfly silk and tuman root, can you summon that woman with heavy makeup?

Heavy makeup, it's really apt to say, she was a witch when she was alive.

Before she died? You mean she's dead.

Yes, everyone will have nostalgia and unwillingness before dying. Many people will have obsession with life. They refuse to cross the Styx and continue to wander in the mortal world. Some ghosts can even find a job, especially the ancient ghosts. Believers of gods, as long as they reach a certain level, they can still become servants of the gods after death.

Manda seemed to understand what the old witch meant: That woman is a servant of Circe, the god of wizards and witches. You bought a prescription for changing the smell from her with twenty silver coins.

Portia nodded and said, Almost all of them are right, but the prescription does not belong to the witch, it belongs to the gods, and it is a reward from Circe to me.

Manda pouted: The reward is not free.

Portia smiled and said: The gods also spend money sometimes. He will give gifts to believers and pay rewards to the servants. Twenty silver coins can buy such a precious prescription. The gods are generous enough.

Twenty silver coins is indeed not expensive. Manda did some calculations. He has six gold coins and can buy thirty prescriptions, ten highly poisonous prescriptions to harm people, and ten detoxification prescriptions to save his life. Buy ten more prescriptions for curing diseases to make money, and then use the money earned to buy prescriptions...

Circe is indeed a generous goddess, and this is a complete industrial chain. Manda counted out twenty silver coins and was about to put them on the altar, but was stopped by the old witch.

You cannot offer sacrifices here. This is the altar of Circe. You can only summon his servants by offering sacrifices to the god of life.

Eh... that is to say, I can't summon that alluring woman?

She is a servant of Circe, are you a follower of Circe? The old witch smiled strangely.

Then can I still get a prescription?

It's hard, what you can buy depends on who your natal god is, the old witch held her crutches, as if searching for a certain memory, Let me think about it, if it was Athena, you could buy everything in the world. All the books, if it's Apollo, you can buy all the herbs, if it's Aphrodite, you can buy all kinds of exquisite jewelry, rouge and clothes, if it's...

What if it's Hermes?

Hermes... The old witch thought for a long time before giving an unimaginable answer, All of them!

All? What does that mean?

It means everything you want. Hermes is the patron saint of merchants and the messenger of the gods. There is nothing in this world that he cannot buy, but the price will not be too fair.

Manda seems to have heard the natal god complain: Nonsense, I am more fair than anyone else!

He was about to inquire about the method of offering sacrifices to Hermes, when he heard the voice of the lion woman outside the door: Old witch, give me back my little one, he has been with you long enough.

I also don't want to waste so much food and herbs on him. Tell him to pack up and get out of here. You wait for him below, there are too many flies here.

A cloud of flies flew out, and the Sphinx quickly hid outside the cave, not to violate the territory of the old witch, which was the rule for them to get along with each other.

The old witch took Manda to the depths of the cave, and took out a prescription for changing the smell and a spell for the sacrificial ceremony.

As long as you reach the first level, every believer can offer sacrifices to the god of life. The method of offering sacrifices is the same. The difference lies in the arrangement of the altar. Every god has its own altar. Don't make a mistake. Go to Look in the earl's study, be patient, you will definitely find it, remember, the usual sacrifices can be casual, but the first sacrifice is very important, now memorize the prescription, hurry up.

How can it be so easy to memorize, this is a complicated ancient Arandis language, and Manda only learned a little bit from Kunta.

After reading it hard, Manda smiled flatteringly and said, Can I take this parchment out? Give me two days, and I'm sure I can memorize it.

You can't take anything that doesn't belong to you from the cave, or I'll keep you here forever, maybe it's your person, maybe it's your corpse! Portia became extremely ferocious, and Manda dared not Say more, after reading it several times, I barely memorized the spell.

The Sphinx was still urging outside the cave, and Portia had already packed Manda's bags.

Go away, stupid boy, if you want to live longer, don't mention me in front of anyone, let alone what I taught you.

Manda nodded. As soon as she reached the entrance of the cave, she heard the old witch's advice: Never try to escape without the earl's permission. Unless you have a way to kill him, he will have countless ways to find you.

After speaking, the old witch threw out her cane and sent Manda down the mountain.

Seeing that Manda's cheeks were rounded a lot, the lion girl couldn't help pinching her: My dear, you have gained weight, it seems that Portia treats you very well.

Manda didn't make a sound, Lion Girl waved her wings and was about to pick him up when Manda said, Can you let me lie on your back, just once!

The lion girl frowned and said, Why?

Because, I think I'm brave and I deserve your reward.

Manda really couldn't find a better reason, but he didn't expect the lion girl to lie in front of him.

Come on, don't touch me.

Manda climbed up the Sphinx's back and rubbed her cheek against the fur on her back.

The Sphinx felt a little itchy, she smiled, and flew up with Manda. The moment she left the ground, Manda immediately took out the parchment in the rucksack, and quickly wrote down with a quill pen dipped in ink. prescription.

It must be written down, otherwise it will be forgotten in a while.

Write in Chinese, so that the earl can't find out, some easy-to-remember content is only memorized, and hard-to-remember parts are written down in Chinese imitating the pronunciation.

The Sphinx took Manda around the valley and flew into the gate of the castle. Manda quickly put away the paper and pen, and followed the Sphinx to the earl's room.

The familiar sound of a harp came from the room.

Earl, really awake.