Give Me the Name of God

The night before the expedition, the prince found his wife and cried bitterly.

He didn't want to go. Shelty had been a soldier all his life, but he had always been wary of the crown prince. The crown prince was already twenty years old and had never experienced a war.

He knew nothing about military camps and hated them very much. He hated marching, he hated riding horses, he hated swords, bows and crossbows and all weapons. What disgusted him most was sleeping in a tent and enduring the torture of mosquitoes every moment.

"Why did my father ask me to suppress bandits? I have never fought in a war, and I don't want to fight. Why not leave this kind of thing to Brayton? Where is Brayton?"

The lady sighed, stroked her son's hair and said, "Breton followed your father to fight in the southwest. You will inherit the position of Grand Duke in the future, and sooner or later you will have to go through the test of war. This is your father's intention to temper you."

"I don't need any training. Doesn't he trust the illegitimate son very much? Why not let him do such a thing?"

The madam seemed to understand the Grand Duke's thoughts very well. Before she was pregnant with the Crown Prince, she had sex with the Grand Duke and also with other men. But now that the Grand Duke has confirmed the Crown Prince's identity, he will definitely not admit that the Crown Prince is his biological son face to face. The only reasonable explanation for the disadvantage to his biological son is that he wanted his son to have an army.

The lady lowered her voice and said to the prince: "I carefully selected this army, and the official positions of centurion and above were directly appointed by me. They are all nobles, real nobles, and they are all dissatisfied with the illegitimate son. You must seize this opportunity and make them your loyal subordinates. When you inherit the title, they will become your most loyal ministers."

No matter how much the Crown Prince begged, no one could take his place in the battle. At dawn the next day, the Crown Prince led the army to leave Miaoyin City. Looking at these young warriors, the lady who went to see them off was full of confidence in them. They would soon become a check and balance. The power of Manda Crowder.

Manda also knew something about this army, and he deeply agreed with his wife's wise move.

This saved him a lot of trouble. It would take a lot of time to dig out all these secret hostile forces one by one. Now it was time to catch them all.

Manda gave the task of suppressing bandits to Toca: "There are more than a thousand people, don't let anyone go, can you do it?"

Toca said to Manda: "Boss, it's better to let a few of them go. Someone has to collect the bodies."

"It makes sense!" Manda pinched Tokar's cheek, "The soldiers and horses are ready. Let's make things clean in the Crispy Rock Valley."

After setting up the Tokar affairs, it was time for Manda to set off. In twenty days, it would be the day of canonization. Manda could travel through the underworld to Kushui Town in half a day, but this was against the rules.

He was about to become a marquis, so it was natural for a marquis to have a matching ceremonial guard when he went out. Even when Moritz was beaten and fled the city, he never lowered the standard of ceremonial guard.

Manda led the marquis' due honor guard to Bishui Town. The day before the canonization ceremony, he once again received a letter from Grand Duke Denke.

Denke said that what Manda had done had exceeded the limit of his tolerance. If he dared to accept the canonization of the false king Ticas, he would kill Manda's father.

At the same time, he also sent a letter to Besaliu. If Besaliu insisted on canonizing Manda Claudesay as a marquis, it would mean that the deep friendship with the north would be completely interrupted.

"Do I have a deep friendship with your Grand Duke?" Besalius looked at the messenger with a mocking face, "I tell you Grand Duke, this is His Majesty's will. As His Majesty's ministers, we must abide by His Majesty's orders."

After the messenger left, Besaliu looked melancholy, and the Minister of State said: "Are you worried that Denke will take action against us?"

"He doesn't have the guts, nor the strength. Bucken is still in the north, I'm afraid it will scare him out of his wits," Denke looked at the newly erected flag outside the castle and whispered, "I'm worried about the man who is about to become a marquis. Manda Crowder, Denke threatened to kill his father, not everyone can bear this kind of thing, I am worried that he will secretly switch sides."

The Minister of State, who has always had great confidence in Manda, also hesitated: "We have to take a look at his reply to Denke."

"What do you think? Ask him directly? Do you still expect him to tell the truth?"

"I'm not going to ask him. I'm going to ask the messenger myself."

Besaliu shook his head and said: "The person who sent me the letter and the person who sent the letter to Manda may not be the same person."

"I guess it's the same person," the Minister of State stood up and said, "Don't forget that Denke used the Styx Island to communicate. There are too many secrets hidden there. Only one person can master the password of the island."

Seeing that the Minister of State was about to set off, Besaliu stopped him and said, "Just let my subordinates do this. You don't need to take risks for this."

The Minister of State shook his head: "Denke dares to hand over the island to this messenger, which proves that this messenger is definitely not an ordinary person. I am afraid that your subordinates are no match for him."

The Minister of State was really right. This messenger was a fifth-level believer of the Hunting Goddess. After leaving Kushui Town, he immediately walked into the mountains and forests. In the mountains and forests, the combat effectiveness of the Hunting Goddess believers would suddenly increase, and most believers of the same level would be better. None of them are his opponents.

But the Minister of State was one level higher than him. Even so, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

In the end, the messenger chose to compromise. He was hired by Denke for two thousand gold coins every year. He had great strength, but his loyalty was limited. This is reasonable. It is impossible for a powerful fifth-level believer to serve as a messenger unless there is enough temptation of benefits.

The messenger took out Manda's letter. The Minister of State read it carefully and looked at the messenger with wide eyes.

The messenger took two steps back: "I don't know the content of the reply, and Count Claudesay didn't ask me to deliver the message. What I told you is the truth. There is no need for me to lie to you. It's not worth the risk for me."

The Minister of State believed that the other party was not lying, but the content of the letter was really unbelievable. He put the letter back in the mailbox and handed it to the courier. The courier shook his head and said: "The seal has been destroyed. I will not give this letter to Grand Duke, otherwise I will be punished.”

"Is there no punishment for not receiving a reply?"

The messenger shook his head and said: "The lack of reply is Claude Sai's responsibility and has nothing to do with me. Grand Guild Denke will regard this as Claude Sai's contempt for him."

The Minister of State nodded and said: "Someone once told me that many wars were started by messengers. I kept telling him that he was joking. It seems to be true. You and I will go to Bitter Water Town again. I asked Crow Marquis Desai will re-seal you with sealing mud."

The messenger asked in surprise: "Claudius will listen to your orders?"

"It's not really an order, it's all based on the friendship between friends. Remember to call him Marquis, he will be very happy."

Back in Kushui Town, the Minister of State found Manda and narrated what happened.

Manda slightly expressed her dissatisfaction with the Minister of State's action of opening the letter privately, but after the Minister of State called the Marquis twice, Manda was so happy that she sealed the messenger again.

When he saw Besalius, the Minister of State recounted Manda's reply: "He said that the glory of the Claudesay family will last forever, and that the son of the Claudesay family will never bow his head. He will pray for his father day and night, and he will also pray for his father. Let my brother and sister live strong!"

Besa looked at the Minister of State with lowered eyes: "Is this how he replied? Does he want to kill the whole family?"

The Minister of State nodded.

After a long silence, Besaliu asked again: "Are you sure that the identity of Manda Claudesay is true?"

"Stop asking any more questions," the Minister of State for Affairs sighed. "I'm not very familiar with him. I don't want to answer any more questions about him. Let's complete the canonization as soon as possible."