Give Me the Name of God

Manda sat in front of the hospital bed and looked lovingly at Milo, who was covered in bandages.

Milo raised his head and said with disgust: "Did you bring wine?"

Manda picked up the wine can and poured a glass for Milo. Milo took a big sip, held it in his mouth for a long time, swallowed it, and praised: "It's so beautiful!"

"It's so beautiful that you won't want to leave, right?"

"Drink~back!" Milo threw the wine glass aside, "I have done my best to you. Before I get my freedom, I will not fight for you anymore. Even if this place is burned to ashes, I will only watch quietly. Stay!"

Manda wiped her face: "Speaking of freedom, I have a gift for you."

"Put away your drink!" Milo turned his face to the side, he didn't want to look at Manda again.

"I'm not talking about wine, but a hip flask." While Milo wasn't paying attention, Manda took out a gold flask from the "Jurassic Dinosaur Island" and smelled the flask. Milo Luo's body began to shake violently.

"This is the wine flask of Dionysus. Although it is not an artifact, it is still an item of Dionysus. I think this thing belongs to you."

"You are talking nonsense..." Milo was very unsure. He knew that Manda was not talking nonsense, and he also knew that the hip flask was real, but he also knew the price behind it.

"Take a good look."

"dont see."

"This thing belongs to you."

"Not mine."

"The God of Dionysus is watching from heaven, and his followers want to break the contract. Do you think this is a serious blasphemy?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Milo blocked his ears, "You have no idea what my contract is!"

Manda brought the wine jug in front of Milo. Milo wanted to push it away, but did not dare to touch the wine jug. The items belonging to the God of Dionysus were not allowed to be desecrated.

"A friend told me that a fifth-level believer in Dionysus must collect twelve Dionysian items, and they cannot rob them, they can only ask for them, otherwise they cannot be promoted to the sixth level. You have already collected ten items. Do you want to Give up such a good opportunity?"

"Keep it far away," Mirro shrank into the quilt, "There are many Bacchus items, I don't need this one."

"Listen, listen, who said this? I'm really ashamed of you. Dionysian's items are right in front of you, and you chose to give up. Dionysus will punish you!"

"That's enough, shut up!" Milo grabbed the wine bottle, raised it in the air, and shouted, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will smash it!"

"You are blaspheming!"

"I didn't!" Milo quickly took the wine bottle back into his arms.

"You want to rob?"

"No!" Milo put the wine bottle back into Manda's hand.

"You want to give up?"

"Still, still not, not..." Milo cried, crying like a child.

"What exactly do you want?"

Manda held out three fingers: "Stay with me for another three years."

"Two years, just two years," Milo sobbed, "I can fight for you, take the initiative to fight for you, up to two years..."

That night, sad cries echoed over Qixing Mountain.

…

The next day, Manda got on the carriage and headed to Blackwater City.

Along the way, he was trying to figure out El Meng's thoughts. This man was different from Gaisak and Sorensi. His thoughts were hidden too deeply, and his banter often brought unexpected shocks.

Manda came here to ask for an identity from El Meng, at least to keep the Lord, and to look forward to the Baron, but she didn't know whether the Lord Count was as generous as he imagined.

When they arrived at Blackwater City, Almen received Manda in the castle. He was the one who sent Manda the news. Naturally, he also knew Manda's purpose. After a few polite words, the two parties went straight to the topic.

"I have become a third-level believer," Al said with a fierce smile. "It seems that you are an honest businessman."

Manda took advantage of the situation and said: "Congratulations, Sir, I brought you a gift specially."

He opened the wooden box and took out a broken sword.

"Sir, I think you should know this sword. Although it is broken, it is still valuable."

Seeing the blood-red sword body, Almeng already knew the origin of this sword.

"It seems that the God of Destruction on Tachira Mountain has disappeared from this world."

"Yes, sir," Manda took out a small cloth bag from the box and took out Hallemon's head from the bag. "Although it is burnt, the appearance is still recognizable."

"Very good." El Meng didn't show much surprise. The fact that Manda was alive to see him already proved that he had defeated Harlemon.

But there are still some things that worry Al Meng: "There are still many bandits on Tachira Mountain. I heard that Hallemon has four third-level strong men under his command. They will still become a hidden danger to Blackwater City."

Upon hearing this, Manda took out a big cloth bag and took out four heads from it: "Are these four people you are talking about?"

This time, Al laughed fiercely: "Lord Monchik, you did not disappoint me, you are destined to become a hero among the mountains."

This was both a compliment and a test, and Manda naturally understood the meaning.

If you want to be a hero, you can't escape your reckless identity. Manda is not interested in such a false reputation.

"Under your leadership, I worked with you to eradicate a group of thugs for the kingdom. I shared your glory and completed the unshirkable mission of a noble."

Al twirled his beard and laughed loudly. Manda was so smart that she was willing to give such important credit to herself.

"So, you are willing to be my subordinate?"

Manda poked the ground with his long sword, knelt on one knee and said, "It is my honor to obey your orders."

Al suddenly lifted Manda up and said with a smile: "I will send a letter to the royal capital. I just need a deputy."

Manda was stunned. He didn't expect Elmen to be so generous, even more generous than Gasak.

The original definition of a viscount is the deputy of the earl. Generally, there will be two viscounts beside the earl.

But later, the number of viscounts conferred far exceeded the number of earls, so viscounts like Sorens appeared who ruled alone.

This time, Manda's highest goal was just a baron. He even thought that keeping the baron would be a good result, but he didn't expect that Al Meng actually wanted him to become a viscount.

is this real? Is it really possible? Will the king agree to Elmen's request?

It was against the rules to skip Baron and be directly promoted to Viscount, not to mention that Manda was still wanted by God's Punisher.

Maybe it's just a bad check.

Manda had a grateful smile on her face, but Almeng could see the concerns in his heart.

"Why worry about losing what you haven't gained?" Al took a sip of wine. "The proud horns are still so fragrant. Go back and manage your territory well."

Al waved his hand fiercely, and the guard brought a box of jewelry.

"This is my congratulatory gift to you in advance. The viscount will be canonized by the king himself. Prepare your luggage for the royal capital. Don't neglect the management of the territory. Harley is dead, and the biggest banditry has disappeared. Our good friend The day is coming soon.”