Give Me the Name of God

In the castle of Turbulence City, Amado sat in the hall, silently looking at Marquis Selin in front of him.

The Marquis of Celine said nothing and looked like a prisoner awaiting trial.

"Master Marquis, we really don't have to be like this. Since I can come, it proves that the archbishop still trusts you."

Selin raised his head and glanced at Amado: "Deacon, I am really grateful to you. I swear to the Lord that every word I said is true. Monchik did come to Turbulence City once, but other than that Besides, I have never had any dealings with him. I gave him 50,000 pounds of grain, but other than that, I haven’t given him anything else!”

"You gave him half a million pounds of grain a few days ago."

"That was for General Pigu. I don't know why it fell into Monchik's hands!"

"And half a million pounds before that."

"That was for Wilkins. I really don't understand why it also fell into Monchik's hands!"

Marquis Selin's voice became louder and louder, and Amado pressed his palms down: "I really believe you, but I have to give the Archbishop a reasonable explanation."

"Isn't my explanation reasonable enough? What should I do? Monchik is like a devil. As soon as he leaves Turbulence City, everything will be under his shadow!"

After experiencing that terrible war, Marquis Selin sent several letters to Bucken using carrier pigeons, but these letters were all tampered with by Manda.

The letter still maintains Sailin's usual attitude of not offending two people and making money by being harmonious. Coupled with the series of rumors created by Manda, Bucken thought that Turbulence City had been secretly providing support to Monchik.

In anger, Bucken asked Amado to go to Turbulence City in person to see the true attitude of Marquis Selin.

Amado doesn't want to come. If Marquis Selin has become an ally of Monchik, Amado may never come back from this trip.

But Bucken's order could not be violated. Before arriving at Turbulence City, Amado was always ready to escape. But when he actually arrived at Turbulence City, he found that the situation was different from what he had imagined.

Marquis Celine has always maintained awe of Bucken, and seems to have been living in fear. Celine expressed no knowledge of the previous letters, and it seemed that someone had tampered with the contents of the letters.

Of course, all this was probably pretended by the Marquis of Celin. Action is the best way to detect lies. Amado made a request for the Marquis of Celin to send 500,000 pounds of grain to Larne. If he agreed, It proves that there was indeed a misunderstanding before, and if he disagrees, it proves that the Archbishop's speculation is correct.

Of course, he also has his own selfish motives. It would be great if he could raise some military rations for Larn.

Unexpectedly, Sailin really refused, and the reason was very ridiculous:

"I have food. You can take as much as you want, but I have no more carriages and horses. Please give it to General Pigu yourself."

Amado said angrily: "I only brought a dozen people here, how do you ask me to transport half a million pounds of grain?"

"What I said is true. There is not even a carriage transporting grain found in Turbulent City."

"Lord Marquis, I want to help you."

"Master Deacon, I didn't lie!"

What Sailin said was indeed the truth. During this period, he sent out nearly two million pounds of grain and dispatched more than a thousand horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts. However, all of these cars never returned. No matter how wealthy Turbulence City was, I can't afford such squandering.

But Amado couldn't understand. He thought Selin's excuse was too stupid.

The day ended unhappily, and late at night, Amado opened the Styx island out of habit, only to find a letter inside that he would never forget.

This is a letter written by the real Rahn Pigu himself, which tells everything that happened in the past few months.

…

The next day, Amado, who had not slept a wink all night, carefully arranged his appearance and put on some makeup to cover up the haggardness on his face.

He met Marquis Sailin again, and it was different from before. There were no questions or doubts, just the old feelings between friends.

The two chatted all morning, and when lunch was approaching, Amado sighed softly: "You are still you, your kindness and sincerity have never changed. I believe you will not fight with that traitor Monchik." Have any dealings with heretics.”

Sailin's eyes were moist: "Do you really believe me?"

Amado's eyes were also a little red: "I have never doubted you."

The two looked at each other for a long time, hugged each other, and tears rushed out of their eyes almost at the same time.

They hugged each other for a long time before reluctantly parting.

"What are we doing, why are we crying?" Amado smiled, "New Year is coming, I think the archbishop should be looking forward to your gift."

"I've been prepared for a long time," Sailin asked someone to bring over an exquisite robe with twenty-one gems inlaid on it.

"This is for the Archbishop."

Another attendant brought another robe, set with twelve precious stones.

"This is for you, my friend."

There was no need to say any more polite words. Amado hugged Sailin again and whispered in his ear: "I'm leaving. The war has not subsided. Take care of yourself."

"Let's stay a little longer."

"I have to rush back before the New Year. You know, there are still many things to do in the capital."

Selin prepared a sumptuous lunch for Amado as a farewell, and he led the guards to send Amado to the edge of the territory.

The two parted ways, and on the way back, Selin called the knight Andres.

"Take a shortcut, rush to the mouth of the mountain stream in advance, stop Amado, and bring back his head."

Andres was stunned: "You want to kill him? Hasn't he already..."

"Do you think I will believe his lies? Yesterday I was at war with each other, but today I am friendly and cheerful. He has prepared the most vicious slander. He will accuse me of countless crimes in front of Bucken. If he is allowed to return to the royal capital, we will definitely die. "

"Since you know what he's thinking, why don't you do something in the city?"

"Are you crazy? How could I let him die in Turbulence City? Stop asking stupid questions like this, and go back quickly!"

Andres took a dozen assassins with him and set off immediately.

The mouth of the mountain stream is the only way to the royal capital. It takes two days to reach it by taking the main road, but Andres knows a shortcut and it only takes a day and a half to reach it.

But he missed it. Amado did not go to the mouth of the mountain stream. Not long after leaving Turbulence City, he changed direction.

The guard beside me asked: "Sir, where are we going?"

"Go to Qixing Mountain."

"What are you doing there?"

"Go find General Pigu."

"But the Archbishop asked us..."

"This is the Archbishop's confidential mission, don't ask any more questions!"

Andrés returned empty-handed, and the Marquis of Serlin fell into an abyss.

"It's over, it's all over," Sailin sat on the chair in despair, looking up at Andres and said, "Recruit all the young and strong men in the city and ask them all to take up arms. Even if they die, they will die on the top of the city. , I will never become Bucken’s prisoner.”

Andres took a deep breath and said: "Maybe I shouldn't say this, sir, we have other ways."