Give Me the Name of God

Baron Claudesay returned to the house without saying a word. He did not hurt Manda, but only injured his housekeeper. As a result, two of his knights were injured. This was simply a great shame.

Hearing that Claude had gone to Monchique's manor to cause trouble, Lord Pedros hurried over and learned that the conflict between the two parties was not serious. The old Lord was relieved, but Baroness Attia refused to let her husband go.

"Where's that bastard? Why didn't you kill him? What have you been doing! Reminiscing with your slave son?"

Claude Sai lowered his head and said: "Baron Madsen is here, I can't take action."

"What's wrong with taking action? Who is Madsen? He's just a dog next to Sorens!"

Pedros smiled and said: "Why bother with a child? I told you, he will definitely not survive this winter."

"We have to wait until winter!" Attia roared, "We have all been humiliated by him!"

Claude said nothing, and Attia acted like crazy. The old Lord couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Good girl, the men are talking! Can't you go take care of the child!"

Attia left angrily. The old Lord poured a glass of wine for Claude Sai and sighed: "You are already this old, why are you still so impulsive?"

The baron gritted his teeth and said, "That little beast humiliated me!"

"Do you think that because he is your son, you can do whatever you want? Don't forget that he comes from the Valley of Resentment. He is a friend of Viscount Saurens and has an inexplicable relationship with the Marquis of Monchique. I will survive this At my age, I have seen too many things. If you can't bear this little grievance, how can I trust you and leave the family fortune to you?"

Claude Sai remained silent. He lost his father when he was young. Lord Pedros only had one daughter. The relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law was like father and son. Claude Sai never dared to contradict Pedros.

After a long silence, the old lord said: "Let's talk about something serious. Our caravan will set off tomorrow. Can the two injured knights travel far?"

"One is just a skin injury, which is okay, but the other has injured his leg and needs to rest for a while. I'll go with the caravan myself."

"Don't go anywhere. Just send more manpower to the caravan. You have to watch the house. I'm worried that the little guy is not restless."

"You mean that beast dares to come for revenge?" Claude Sai gritted his teeth, "I'm really looking forward to him coming, I'm just thinking about skinning him alive!"

"I remember it doesn't take so much effort to talk to you. What's wrong with you?" The old Lord was angry. "Just stay at home and do what you can!"

“What can you do at home?”

The old Lord took out a pack of herbs from his arms and placed it in front of the Baron: "I bought this from a witch in Niujiao Town. Eat it and you will be guaranteed to have endless strength. I'm talking about that. "

The old Lord pointed to the bedroom, and the Baron smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid Attia won't be that interested. I'll be embarrassed and I won't be able to hold my head up in front of her."

"You are the hope of both families. Don't be as stupid as my stupid daughter." The old lord stood by the window and saw his grandson and granddaughter torturing a group of servants. They invented a new way of playing, turning a piece of Stuff red-hot charcoal into the servants' short robes and see how fast they can run to the pond.

The old Lord covered his chest, and there was a dull pain in his left rib. It was hard to tell whether it was a stomach disease or a heart disease. The sight of these two children made him feel uncomfortable.

"While you are still young, have another child. I have a few more years to live and I will help you teach that child."

"Fox and Shadina are a bit naughty. When they grow up..."

"I'm afraid I can't wait for that day," the old lord waved his hand. "Give the soldiers twenty silver coins each, give the knights eighty, and tell them to set off tomorrow."

…

At noon the next day, Manda received the good news about Kunta.

The sacrifice was successful. Quinta strictly followed every detail in the "Book of Priests" and received responses from Poseidon and Apollo on the spot.

"When the god shed a drop of blood, a gust of wind came and blew down some candle oil. The candle oil flowed on the red carpet of the altar, forming a pattern," Kunta said with an excited smile, "Guess what pattern it is. ?”

Looking at Kunta's expression, it should be some kind of good omen, but Manda really couldn't guess it.

Quinta brought the red carpet to Manda, still stained with candle wax.

"Count, there are exactly seven. Look at the shape, it is the double snake scepter of Hermes. This is a blessing from Hermes!"

Hermes would appear on the altars of other gods, which did not surprise Manda. He was the one who helped Manda enter the level at Typhon's altar. He liked to cause trouble on other people's altars.

However, under the gaze of Poseidon and Apollo, Hermes left his totem on the altar openly, but the meaning was completely different.

This means tolerance between the gods, and it also means that they have reached a consensus. Poseidon and Apollo allowed the two followers to worship Hermes, and Manda's plan succeeded.

The two were ecstatic, hugging each other and rolling on the bed like children. Eudora walked to the bed and said with a polite expression: "Can I join?"

Manda hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't mind, I don't know if Kunta can do it."

Eudora lowered her face and said, "What I said is that I want to enter the level."

Manda smiled and said, "Of course."

Kunta said: "And Pluto, he has also recovered. I will hold sacrifices for you two together."

"Not two, but three, and yourself," Manda pinched Kunta's little face, "First figure out the natal gods of Eudora and Pluto, and I will take care of the sacrifices."

Kunta's eyes were slightly red, he lowered his head and whispered: "Will the natal god still accept me?"

"I'm not sure either," Manda shrugged her eyebrows, "Do you dare to take the risk?"

Eudora raised her head and said, "I dare!"

Kunta nodded and said, "I dare too!"

The three of them chatted and laughed for a while, then a farmer knocked on the door and said, "Sir, Baron Madsen is here."

Madsen brought important news: "Lord Pedros's caravan has set off, with more than twenty carriages in total. Claude Sai sent three knights and thirty guards, as well as more than a hundred civilians. Are you sure bad luck will catch up with them again?"

Manda asked: "Did Baron Claudesay go there in person?"

"That's not true. It is said that he is at home trying to please his wife."

"Where's Lord Pedros?"

"At such an old age, he will not travel far with the caravan."

"It's a pity that they escaped." Manda said with a smile.

"Let's not play charades. Do you want to rob his salt or his money? If you rob the money, you can only get more than a thousand gold coins. If you rob the salt, you can sell it for more than 8,000 gold coins. .”

Manda smiled and said: "Let's grab the money first this time, and next time we'll grab the salt."

Madsen frowned and said, "Is there a next time?"

"There will definitely be," Manda took a sip of wine and said, "The great prophet told me that from now on, bad luck will always haunt them."

Late at night the next day, Baron Claudesay, who was sweating profusely, got out of bed, sat on a chair and drank wine quietly.

The baroness forgot her resentment towards her husband, and said with an intoxicating smile on her red cheeks: "I count my days, and today, I will give birth to another child for you."

The baron smiled and said: "What if your calculation is not accurate?"

"I may have really miscalculated. It may be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there is still a lot of powder left. I have to ask my father to buy more."

The couple looked at each other and smiled, and a maid hurriedly walked in and said: "Sir, our guards are back."

Tieshan Town is five days away from Blue Bay, and it takes ten days to come back. How could they come back so fast?

"Where's the caravan?"

The maid shook her head and said, "I didn't see the caravan."

Claude Sai looked at the maid, who lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

problem occurs.

The baron put on his robe and came to the yard. He saw a carriage crowded with more than a dozen guards.

Seeing the Baron, some of them sobbed softly, some were ashamed and speechless, and some simply cried.

Their left legs were all deformed, and the leg bones must have been broken by blunt objects.

"My lord, we encountered robbers as soon as we left the town," cried a guard. "All the goods were robbed, and the carriage was also robbed."

"Where are my three knights?" The baron looked around for the knights.

"The two knights died in the battle. Knight Larnin knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. The robbers broke his left leg and shaved his head. He said he had no shame and would never come back."

"What about the rest?"

"Some escaped, some died, and all of them had their left legs broken with hammers."

"Who did it! Who did it?" The baron grabbed the guard by the collar, dragged him out of the carriage, and kicked him several times.

Seeing the guard dragging his leg, holding his head and crying, this scene seemed familiar.

His knight once broke Silva's leg, and Silva dragged one leg like this and crawled on the ground, but Silva didn't scream at that time.

It was him, bastard!

The baron called the waiter and helped him put on his armor. He got on his horse and ordered: "Tell all the guards to assemble immediately!"

The guard captain said tremblingly: "Sir, we have less than twenty people left."