Give Me the Name of God

Tokar and Breton brought Sheltai's youngest son Jinfu to Qixing Mountain.

Shelty lived in the cottage in Wei Xing Mountain, and his life was pretty good.

When he first arrived at Qixing Mountain, he went on a hunger strike for a period of time. Later, after repeated enlightenment by the poet, he finally gave up the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.

Today is a good day, and the poet specially sent him a can of wine.

Shelty was not in the mood to drink, and the poet resumed his work of enlightenment.

"Your son is coming soon. You have to be more energetic. Don't forget your identity and mission. You are still the Grand Duke and you are fighting in the southwest. Don't really think of yourself as a prisoner."

Shelty didn't want to speak, and the poet sighed and said: "You can't do it like this. If your son sees the flaw, he won't be able to leave alive. Even if he can hide his emotions, if he continues to talk nonsense when he returns to the City of Wonderful Sound, Badao, I'm afraid it's still hard to escape death. Not only will he die, but his mother, brothers, and sisters will also die. They are all dead and you are left alone to live. How painful do you think this will be?"

Shertai took the wine glass tremblingly and drank the wine in one gulp.

In the afternoon, Shelty saw his son in the hall of the cottage. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, tears still burst out of his eyes.

He hugged Jin Fu tightly, and his tears kept flowing. The poet stood beside him without saying a word, just looking at the father and son quietly.

Shelty tried to calm down, stroked his son's hair, and asked, "Is everything okay at home?"

Jin Fu nodded and said: "Everything is fine."

"How is your mother?"

"My mother is very good, but she often loses her temper. She doesn't like the new chief administrative officer very much."

Grand Administrative Officer.

Hearing the name, a look of anger appeared on Shelty's face.

But when he saw the poet's smile, the anger quickly disappeared. Shelty also forced out a smile and said gently to Jinfu: "Tell your mother to follow the arrangements of the Chief Administrative Officer. He is my capable subordinate." , he will guard our loved ones and our land."

This was a pre-planned line. Although Shelty hated it, he said it very smoothly.

The father and son chatted from afternoon to dusk, and there seemed to be endless things to say. It was not until the poet coughed that Breton took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Shelty.

Seeing Brayton's appearance, Shelty really wanted to chop off his head immediately. When he saw the content of the letter, Shelty wanted to throw the letter into the fire immediately. For a moment, he even wanted to pick up his son and fight with these people. .

He really had a chance. There were only poets, Tokar and Breton in the hall. If he could successfully activate his skills, he might be able to rush out of the hall with his son in his arms.

But it's useless to rush out. Since coming to Qixing Mountain, the poet has never used soldiers to guard Sheltai. He knows that everyone will be governed by rules, but traps will not.

This cottage is full of traps. Even if the poet is killed, even if everyone present is killed, Shelty cannot leave alive.

He gave up the idea of ​​​​fighting and wrote a document in front of Jinfu. The content of the document was prepared in advance. All Shelty had to do was write it down word for word.

He wanted to hand over the matter of alliance with Besaliu to Krejci Monchik, and once again reiterated that the Grand Administrative Officer Monchik had the same power as him. He wrote the letter, stamped it, and handed it over to After arriving at Brayton, the time for father and son to part ways has arrived.

Shelty was really reluctant to leave. He wanted to stay with his child for a while longer.

But he knew in his heart that the longer the child stayed here, the more likely he would be able to see flaws. Even if he said something he shouldn't have said, his life might be left here.

"Go back, man," Shelty stood up and patted his son on the shoulder, "When you grow up, you have to protect your mother. I will still fight here. Next month I will conquer Turbulence City. I I want to give that place to you as a fief!”

Jin Fu looked up at his father and asked, "Do all the soldiers outside belong to you?"

Shelty nodded and said, "They all belong to me."

"Does all the land here belong to you?"

"Yes, it belongs to us."

"I will pray for you day and night, and you will definitely capture Turbulence City."

"Okay, good boy..." Shelty didn't want to talk to his son anymore. He might cry if he looked at him one more time. He turned around and made a gesture. Brayton understood and took Jinfer out of the hall.

The poet and Tocca also left the hall, wanting to leave the Grand Duke alone for a while.

Standing at the door of the cottage, the poet asked Tocca: "Do you think we are too cruel?"

Tokar shook his head.

The poet smiled and said: "You don't have to hide anything from me, just tell the truth."

"I'm telling the truth." Toca pushed the poet's wheelchair around the village and told him a brief story. "Between Green Anaconda Town and Parrot City, there is a village. In the village there are There were more than 20 households of peasants. Shelty led the army to grab food, but they refused to give it to them. All the men in the village were killed, and all the women were raped. After they were raped, they were all killed. Only a few children in the village survived. , stayed by his parents’ side, and survived by eating their parents’ corpses.”

The poet sighed: "This is war, I have seen such scenes."

Jinfu got into the carriage and was about to embark on his way home. Grand Duke Shelty stood by the window of the hall and looked out.

Tokar looked back at Shertai, his expression extremely cold.

"He has no right to call him cruel. At least he can still see his child."

Toca put a can of ale brewed in the City of Sound into the poet's hand, then mounted his horse and followed the carriage away from the village.

Looking at his retreating figure, the poet sighed: "He has grown up."

A hoarse voice appeared in my ear: "Yes, I have grown up."

The poet didn't think much about it because the voice was too familiar.

After a moment of silence, the poet suddenly turned around and realized that it was Worm who had just spoken.

"you're awake?"

Worm nodded: "Yes, I'm awake."

Worm, who had been sleeping for nearly three months, finally woke up.

He came to the poet quietly, and the poet, as a fourth-level believer, didn't notice it.

…

Jinfu returned to the City of Wonderful Sound. After a long journey, the child lost a lot of weight.

When he returned to the castle, he just wanted to have a good sleep, but what awaited him was the interrogation of his mother and brother.

The mother asked: "Have you really seen your father? Where is he? What is he doing? Is he really fighting? Does he know that Krejci Monchik is pretending to be the Grand Administrative Officer? He knows that Southeast wants Do you want to form an alliance with us?"

Jin Fu answered truthfully what he saw and heard: "I saw my father. He was in Qixing Mountain. There were many soldiers there. He was preparing to attack Luanliu City. Krechi Monchik was the chief minister he appointed. Officer, my father asked us to follow the arrangements of the political officer. He and my father have the same power. My father knew about the alliance. He wrote a document and handed the matter over to Monchik..."

"This is impossible!" The prince grabbed his brother's shoulders and shook him vigorously, "Are you confused? This is all your dream, right? Someone forced you to say this? Is it Brayton? Tell me the truth, I can protect you, but if you dare to lie to me, I will skin you!"

No matter how many times Jin Fu repeated it, the prince just didn't believe it. Jin Fu said in desperation: "If you don't believe it, go to Qixing Mountain and see for yourself."

The prince became furious, grabbed Jin Fu's hair and said, "Little one, who are you talking to!"

Jin Fu burst into tears, and his mother shouted: "Let go of your brother!"

The prince let go of Jin Fu and said to his wife: "Mother, this is not true!"

The lady remained silent. She believed that her child was not lying, but she did not want to believe the facts in front of her.

Why would his husband hand over power to his former enemy, and why not to his wife and children?

…

Late at night, Manda was writing a letter to Leander, a letter of introduction from Brayton.

Chuitt walked into the room: "Sir, there is a child who wants to see you. He claims to be Tokar's friend."

"Toca's friend?" Manda was startled, "Let him come in and call Toca too."

The child was wearing rags, his hair and face were covered with mud, he looked like a little beggar.

Toca met many beggars in the royal capital. Could he be one of them?

"Do you recognize him?" Manda asked.

Tokar shook his head. He couldn't remember who the child was.

Unexpectedly, the child raised his head, pointed at Tokar and said: "I recognize you, you imprisoned my father."

Toca's eyes widened, he pulled out his sword and put it on the boy's neck: "It's you!"