Give Me the Name of God

There was no need for the finance minister to invite him, so Longgesen brought his nephew to the palace. Having been with the king for many years, he knew that some things were big or small.

One thousand four hundred gold coins is not much. As long as the king is given a reasonable explanation, the king will naturally not embarrass Longgesen.

But if the king feels slighted and slack, it is another matter. His nephew and even Longesen himself will be severely punished, and the king's pride cannot be touched in any way.

Heram was injured, with bandages on his arms and chest. This sincerity alone had already made the king feel relieved. Of course, in front of the Minister of Finance, he still had to do enough drama.

Rungersen and his nephew apologized to the king together, and the king scolded them before forgiving them. Next, they were asked to recover the stolen tax money as soon as possible and severely punish the robbers, and the whole matter came to an end.

After leaving the palace, Longgesen took Hram to the mansion and asked about what happened in detail. According to Hram's description, a dozen gangsters suddenly appeared from the street, knocked down the soldiers, and took away the box containing gold coins. box.

This description made Longerson extremely dissatisfied: "You said there were more than a dozen people. Didn't you even see the number of people on the other side clearly? You said they appeared from the street, which house or shop? Or did they appear from among pedestrians? Appeared? Does the other party have special skills? Does it have any characteristics in appearance? Which direction did they escape? "

Heram couldn't answer a word. He had been a peace officer for five years and had only dealt with some rogues and unruly businessmen. Very few bandits would commit crimes in the capital, and ordinary people would not dare to pay taxes. idea, and no one would easily go to trouble Heram, who was the nephew of the great general.

Longeson glared at each other, Heram blushed, and the old butler Jim quickly brought two glasses of wine and whispered to Longesen: "Let the young master sit down first, he is injured."

Longerson sighed and didn't ask any more questions. Heram was a disciple of the Titan god Atlas. Although he was only a first-level disciple, he still had good strength and could seriously injure him, which showed that his opponent was no mortal. , such people are rare in the capital, and most of them were sent to the stake by the God Punishers.

As long as his subordinates are dispatched, their traces can be found quickly. Longgesen handed over this task to Captain Georgia. He thought he would receive the news in two or three days, but five days later, Georgia Nothing was gained, but something happened in the south of the city.

Four headless corpses appeared on the street, only a hundred steps away from Heram's mansion. This incident caused an uproar in the royal capital, and the south of the city became a taboo place. At night, no one even dared to walk alone on the street.

The king called Longgesen to the palace and said with a smile: "In the past few days, many ministers have come to the palace. I haven't seen them for several months. What do you think they are doing here? Let me give you a little Hint, they all live in the south of the city.”

The south of the city is where the nobles live, and the consequences of the incident are self-evident. Longson did not say much and asked the king to give him a few more days.

This time, Longessen dispatched five thousand captains, but still got nothing. Five days later, something happened that angered the king. A fire broke out in an outhouse of the Minister of State. The Minister of State was in the house at the time. Fortunately, a life was saved under the protection of the guards.

The king called Longesen and Hram to the palace together. Seeing the minister of state whose face was burnt, Hram wanted to defend himself, but Longesen pushed him down and knelt on the ground. .

"Your Majesty, Heram is willing to resign as the Sheriff. All things that happen in the south of the city during this period will be handed over to me."

Heram looked unwilling. As the nephew of the general, he always believed that he should get a higher status, but he did not expect that he would lose even such a low-level position as the Sheriff. But Longesen's palm kept pressing on his neck, preventing him from saying a word.

Having been on the battlefield and in official circles for decades, Longesen knew what the matter before him meant. This was not an accidental security incident, but someone who wanted to operate on his nephew and then threaten him himself.

Longerson was not afraid of threats, but he could not let Hram get involved. With his nephew's pitiful wisdom, if he got involved in a fight of this level, he would probably die without any body parts.

The king knew what Longesen was thinking, but he was very dissatisfied with his actions: "Your nephew resigned from his post, who will be the sheriff in the south of the city?"

Longgesen couldn't answer for the moment. There must be many people who want to be officials, but there are almost no suitable candidates in the royal capital.

Although the Sheriff is a low-level official, he cannot be selected from civilians, and most of the nobles have surrendered to the God's Punisher. The only ones who can maintain absolute loyalty to the king are Longerson and the Minister of State Lessio.

Lungeson was unmarried and had no children. He only had this nephew. Lessio had three sons. These three sons all held other official positions and were above the Sheriff.

If other nobles recommend it, it will be equivalent to infiltrating the power of the God's Punisher around the king. As far as the current situation is concerned, there is not much space around the king.

"Give you a month to find a suitable person to replace your nephew. From today on, I don't want any more atrocities in Chengnan."

Back at the mansion, Hram couldn't help but burst into tears. The upset Longesen drove Hram out of the mansion and called the captain Giorgia instead.

"I would like to recommend you to the king as Sheriff. You will continue to trace the whereabouts of the tax money. When you have a clue, you will be ready to take office."

Georgia shook her head and said, "I'm afraid I'm not that lucky."

Longsen frowned and said, "It seems that you are used to living a leisurely life, and you can't even do such a small thing."

"Sir, I will not shirk the task you have given me. I will do my best to find the whereabouts of the taxes, but I am only a civilian and have no qualifications to be an official."

Longerson sighed, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of red wine.

"You have been following me for so many years and I have not been able to give you the status of a noble. I have made you feel wronged."

"Sir, please don't say such things. I have never cared about it. Regarding the Sheriff, I have a more suitable candidate."

Longsen smiled: "Tell me about it."

"Krechi Monchik."

Longsen was startled: "Why did you think of him?"

"Because he is an expert in dealing with bandits and a believer in the ancient gods. Moreover, he is Stanley's friend and Almen's subordinate. He has the same position as Almen. He will remain absolutely loyal to His Majesty the King. And I will never compromise with God Punisher, I firmly believe that he is the most suitable candidate."

Longerson shook his head and said: "I have never seen him."

"With your help, he can become a Viscount. Although he has never met you, I believe he will not forget this kindness, and I firmly believe that His Majesty the King would definitely like to meet this Viscount."

Krejci Monchik...Lungerson fell into thought.