Give Me the Name of God

　　 Damn profiteer, he just sat on the ground and raised his price overnight, and he actually went up by 20 gold coins, which is equivalent to a farmer's half-life income.

　　 spent 50 gold coins in exchange for 173 volumes of ancient books, even if Worm eats them one by one, it will take more than ten days to eat.

　　And do you really want Worm to learn Tili? Could he let him help himself crack the ciphertext? Wouldn't he inform the earl?

　　 "What else do you want?" Seeing Manda in a daze, the old goat knocked on the altar impatiently.

　　 "I still want something, something that can please the witch, so that the witch can't refuse it after seeing it." Manda almost forgot about Pluto.

　　 "How old are you? I want to be with a witch..."

　　 "It's not what you think, I want to buy a gift for her so that she can't refuse, and then help me... forget it." Manda no longer argued, language is too mysterious.

The old goat man took out a crimson stone: "The stone of incense condensation, the stone made by the sweat of the goddess of witchcraft, Kaer, carved at a special moment. No witch can refuse that special fragrance, and it can make witches The mana increased by one-third, because it is not from the will of the gods, so this stone has a time limit and can be used for three years, worth 23 gold coins."

　　 Can 23 gold coins be exchanged for a pair of eyes? I'm afraid it's not enough, but at least the old witch can give Pluto a chance.

　　 After the sacrifice, Manda came to the guest room on the front building, opened the window, and enjoyed the New Year’s sunshine. He looked down at the ruins of the temple, saw the footprints of Campola left on the snow yesterday, and saw the bloodstain of Tocca.

　　 This **** shouldn't come today, he will also celebrate the New Year.

　　 Some voices came from the next door, and Toka woke up, grabbing his mother's hair and drinking medicine in his mother's arms.

　　 Manda took a look, and the little guy recovered quickly, but his medicine was almost done.

　　Og said: "There is some herbal foam left, at most I can hold on to it."

　　 "Today is the New Year, I don't know if anyone else is in business, I'll go to town to try my luck." Manda pursed her lips and woke up the sleeping Worm.

"I'll go to town to buy herbs for Toka. Take good care of your house. If that false **** comes, no matter how provocative he is, you must never go out. There are some ancient Tili books in my room. Eat them. If you want to learn Tili, you must learn it."

　　 After finishing his instructions, Manda clenched the near-missing pendant and walked out of the tavern door.

　　 The pendant has been cold, proving that Campola is not nearby. Manda waited in the snow for a long time, and finally waited for a passing carriage.

　　 The coachman is an old man. He sighed when he saw Manda loading two barrels of wine on the car, "Young man, who is so cruel, and I want you to come out to work in the New Year?"

　　 Manda said with a sad face: "It's my father. He said he wouldn't let me go home if he couldn't sell these wines."

　　 "What a cruel father, today is the New Year, alas, I thought that only my childless old man would come out and suffer, you poor child...May the Lord of God's Punishment be able to forgive his stupidity."

　　The Lord of God's Punishment won't forgive him, so hurry up and drive away! Manda complained in his heart. He held the near-missing pendant tightly, really worried that Campola would suddenly jump out and kill him.

　　 Manda delivered the wine to Dunnison's residence. The smell of food floated from Dunnison's house. The servants were busy preparing for the dinner tonight.

　　 "Happy New Year, Mr. Nidali, I don't remember I ordered wine from you."

　　 Manda unloaded the wine from the wagon: "This is a New Year's gift for you."

　　 "New Year's gift?" Dunnison pursed his lips and blinked his eyes. "If it comes earlier or later, I believe it is true. Let me put it plainly, what do I need to do?"

　　 Seeing the other party so directly, Manda no longer implicitly said: "I want to see the Stanley Knight."

　　 "I'm afraid it won't work today. Viscount Gessack will hold a grand banquet in the castle. As the VIP guest of the Viscount, Stanley Knight must be preparing for the dinner."

　　 "Uh...well." Risking his life to trek in the ice and snow all morning, this is the result of Manda waiting.

He turned to leave, and suddenly heard Dunison whispered: "You can also try your luck on Suet Street. In the third house at the end of the street, a friend of Stanley Knight lives there. It is said that he I often talk all night long at that friend’s house. It’s not noon yet, maybe he hasn’t left yet. If you are lucky enough to meet him, don’t say I asked you to come."

　　 "Thank you very much for your help." Manda bowed deeply, knowing that there are not as many lies in his mouth, but this gratitude is definitely out of sincerity.

Sheep Fat Street is a gathering place for sheep vendors. Sheepskin, wool, and mutton are all sold. Vendors will throw rotten mutton and offal on the street at will, so this street is always greasy and greasy all year round. There is a pungent mutton smell.

Except for sheep-traders, few people are willing to live in such a place. Stanley Knight can take out hundreds of gold coins in his pocket. He is a typical upper-class figure in Niujiao Town. It is hard to imagine that he would have such a good place in Suet Street. Friends who can talk all night long.

　　 found the third house along the street. It was a small courtyard with two bungalows and a stable. Manda knocked on the door for a long time without responding~www.wuxiahere.com~ and tried to open the courtyard door.

　　 The courtyard door was unlocked, and Manda walked into the courtyard cautiously.

　　 is like powder, not so strong, like herbs in a sachet, not so peculiar, like wild flowers on the mountain, not so simple.

　　 This strange scent is like a protective cover, firmly blocking the smell of sheep mutton on the street. This scent must come from some kind of power, no wonder the owner here can become a friend of the fat knight.

　　 Along the tidy yard, Manda walked to the door of a bungalow and tapped the door gently. "Who!" Stanley's unfriendly voice came from the room, and Manda was surprised.

　　 Not long after, the disheveled fat knight opened the door, squinting his eyes straightly pierced by the sun.

　　 "Mr. Nidali, happy new year, how did you find this place?"

　　 "I'm here to give you a New Year's gift." Manda turned away from Stanley's question.

　　 "Is it the wine you made?" Stanley looked into the yard. He didn't see the wine barrel.

　　 "Something better than that."

　　 Stanley smiled, the sullen expression on his face faded.

　　 "Come in and sit down, we just made the hot soup."

　　 The sound of "we" is so sweet and greasy.

　　 Manda hates to wonder what the fat knight's friend looks like. He just wanted to walk into the door, but heard a soft voice from inside: "Wait a minute, wait for me to get dressed!"

　　 This sound seems to have been heard somewhere, Manda poked the probe inside, but saw a slender figure appeared in front of him.

　　 "Don't peek, bastard!"

　　 is that witch, the witch who sells herbs in the black market.

　　 "I'm looking for you to buy some medicinal materials."

　　 "Wait for me to get dressed, don't you, don't walk in!"