Give Me the Name of God

At dusk, Cherdan returned to his official residence, ate half a roast chicken, drank a can of ale, and slowly calmed down from his nervousness.

Manda smiled and said: "Didn't you say that no one can see through your disguise? Why are you so scared?"

"I'm very confident in myself, but I really don't want to take risks. It's too unwise. Unwise actions will be disgusted by the gods!"

Although he had a lot of complaints, Cherdan still completed the task. He wandered around the east side of the city for a whole day. In the morning, he saw the butler of the Foreign Secretary going to the Twilight Tavern first and then to Sheriff Stanton's official residence. In the afternoon he saw Stanton himself going with Mirada to the Grand Inquisitor's house.

Obviously, Stanton was under pressure from two senior officials. In addition, Cherdan also noticed something. Stanton posted a notice in front of the official residence that he was recruiting craftsmen, which meant that he would fund the reconstruction of Dusk. Tavern.

"My friend needs my help." Manda thought for a moment, then asked Chuitt to change his clothes and go to the east of the city to monitor the Dusk Tavern, and then asked Cheerdan to go outside the city to help him find a road to Mount Bergemia. .

"Mountain Begomia? Why do you want to go there? Do you also have territory there? I remember that your territory is in Qixing Mountain, Qixing Mountain is in the southwest, and Mount Begomia is in the east..."

"Why do you have so many questions?" Manda said angrily, "I told you, don't speculate on my thoughts! This road must be secretive, accessible to both people and carriages, and there shouldn't be too many bandits on the road."

"This is too difficult. If there was such a road, I would have transported gold coins long ago."

Manda smiled and said: "It's just because it's difficult that I let you do it. Now you are no longer alone. Don't worry about a small number of bandits."

Three days later, Manda took Guatell to the east of the city and met Stanton who was supervising the work at the Dusk Tavern.

This is not what a sheriff should do, which shows how much pressure Stanton is under.

One-third of the Dusk Tavern was burned down. According to Manda's judgment, it would take at least three months to completely repair it, but Stanton said one month was enough.

"This is the royal capital, and there are the best craftsmen here. If the work cannot be completed within a month, I will skin them!"

"I also have a good craftsman in my hands. I asked him to come here to help me and learn more about the craftsmen in the royal capital."

Guatel went to the construction site, chatted with a craftsman, and mixed the clay with him.

Stanton sighed and said, "I'm glad you can help, but what I lack is not a craftsman."

Manda took out the money bag and put it into Stanton's hand: "It's a little thought, don't dislike it."

"I'm not short of money either..." He declined, but Stanton still put the money bag in his arms.

"You told me before that the general would put in a few good words for me, but I didn't know about this..."

"The general has said a lot of good things for you. A similar thing happened in Chengnan before, causing the general's nephew to lose his official position, but the king did not pursue your fault. Don't you still understand the reason?"

"Things in the south of the city are different. A nobleman died and lost his taxes. The house of the minister of state was burned down. The things in the east of the city are nothing compared to those in the south."

Manda smiled: "Since it's not worth mentioning, you have nothing to worry about."

"You still don't understand, let me tell you the truth. The Minister of Foreign Affairs and the Grand Inspector asked me to recover his gold coins. If I can't recover his gold coins, I will compensate them for their losses. Each of them lost more than 10,000 yuan. Gold coins, where can I get so much money?”

Manda almost cursed, what a group of shameless people. Manda only stole more than 10,000 gold coins in total, but they actually doubled the amount in their mouths.

"I'll give you a suggestion. Ignore them. Helping the Foreign Minister repair the tavern is the most benevolent thing. If they are not convinced, let them go to the king to argue!"

Stanton smiled bitterly and said, "Are you kidding me? What do I mean in front of them?"

Manda also smiled: "In front of the general, what do they mean?"

"The general will not offend them because of me."

"That depends on your relationship with the general. If you are his loyal subordinate, he will naturally protect you."

Stanton was startled and took Manda to a place where no one was around. He whispered: "You may have misunderstood me. I don't want to surrender to the general. I just want to be the general's friend and a good friend."

Manda shrugged and said, "With all due respect, given our status, I'm afraid we are not qualified to be the general's friends."

"You know that there is some conflict between him and the Church of God's Punishment. If I surrender to him, I will become the enemy of God's Punishment."

Seeing Stanton's nervous look, Manda leaned into his ear and said, "Are you afraid of God's Punisher?"

"Who is not afraid?"

"Are you afraid of the Foreign Secretary and the Grand Censor?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

"Which one are you more afraid of?"

Stanton didn't know how to answer. Manda shook her head and said, "If you are afraid of everything, I don't think anyone can help you."

Manda left the east side of the city and left Guatel alone in the Dusk Tavern. That night, he brought over a craftsman in his twenties.

"His name is Nashat, and he is a good craftsman."

Being recognized by Guatel proved that this craftsman was really good. Manda got straight to the point and asked directly: "What's your price?"

Mushat was stunned, lowered his head and said: "Sir, I am one of the best blacksmiths in the capital, and I need fifty copper coins every day."

"It's really not cheap."

The young man bit his lip, puffed out his chest and said, "Sir, I think I am worth the price."

"Fifty copper coins a day, all year round, every day, almost two gold coins."

The young man nodded confidently.

"I will give you twenty gold coins, but will you go to a far away place? Are you willing?"

Stanton was frightened. He didn't know what twenty gold coins looked like. He had to work hard for ten years without eating or drinking to save so much money. But he has a wife and three children, and he can leave at least a dozen silver coins in savings every year.

He felt that Manda was a liar and no one would spend so much money to hire a craftsman.

Unexpectedly, Manda counted twenty gold coins in front of him and stuffed them into his hand.

"Take it. If you are willing, we will set off in three days. If you are not willing, return the gold coin to me at this time tomorrow. If you are greedy and want to escape with the gold coin, I will give you your gold coin within two days." Bring the head back, and if you tell others about it, I will cut off your tongue and let you eat it."

…

Back at the mansion, a tired Stanton lay on the bed. Recalling Manda's words, he felt a little moved, but quickly gave up the idea.

A few months ago, the west side of the city was lined with burning racks, and the entire royal capital was shrouded in disgusting smoke.

No matter what, you can't offend the God's Punishers. They are too scary. Let's postpone the current matter for now. We can always think of a solution...

After sleeping until dawn, Stanton was woken up by his law enforcement officer.

"My lord, the great inspector has sent someone. He wants you to go to his mansion."

Stanton rubbed his forehead, clenched his fists, put on his robe, and got into the carriage.

Grand Censor Yevgen was having breakfast. When he saw Stanton coming in, he didn't even give him a seat, leaving Stanton standing awkwardly in front of the dining table.

After eating the last piece of bread, Yevgen wiped his mouth and said, "Have the robbers been found?"

Stanton lowered his head and said, "Still looking, sir."

"When are you going to find out?"

"I did my best, my lord."

Yevgen held his chin, tapped the edge of the table with his hand, and thought for a moment before saying, "Resign from the post of Sheriff, you are not worthy."

"Sir, I..." Stanton's head was buzzing, but Yevgen didn't want to give him a chance to speak.

"There's no need to defend yourself. Even if you don't want to, I will suggest that the king remove you from your position. You are stupid, even stupider than your father. The stupidest thing your father did was to win this official position for you." , he is harming you because you really don’t deserve it.

I will give you three days. Within three days, I will see one hundred gold coins, otherwise you will disappear from the capital immediately and go back to your father's fief! "