Give Me the Name of God

Hilbert's words left the archbishop at a loss. He hated Hilbert and knew that Hilbert didn't want to go to Seven Star Mountain. He would probably make up lies about it.

But the Knights of the Holy Flower are his most trusted warriors, and it is impossible for them to lie collectively.

Bucken also rushed over after receiving the news. After listening to the Knights' statement, he only confirmed two things to the Knights:

"You fought with the enemy and suffered serious casualties?"

"Yes."

"Have you met the dungeon hunter Zigese?"

"I can't be sure it's Siegset, but his skills are very similar to Siegset's."

"That's enough," Bucken saluted the archbishop. "I suggest that the army be sent out immediately to wipe out all the bandits in and around Qixing Mountain, including Krejci Monchik."

Leo said in shock: "Why do you do this?"

Bucken replied calmly: "Because they attacked the Knights of the Holy Flower, which is tantamount to blasphemy against the Lord."

Leo shook his head and said: "The one who attacked the Knights was Roman Wilkins!"

"Roman Wilkins is Krejci Monchik."

"Roman is the God's Punishment Warrior!"

"That's just a disguise, a puppet acting for him!"

Leo said angrily: "This is just your speculation. Do you have any evidence?"

"Zigese is the evidence. He is Monchik's subordinate."

"Zigese is a bounty hunter. As long as he gives money, he can do things for anyone. Besides, the enemy the Knights encounter may not be Zigese."

Bucken shook his head and said: "There is no need to argue about this kind of thing. Just capture them and interrogate them and you will know the answer."

Simple, crisp and flawless.

Leo opened his mouth and was completely blown away again. Bucken's cold temperament was like a mountain, weighing down Leo's breath.

Archbishop Howitt was silent for a moment and said: "How many people do you plan to send?"

Leo was surprised, but he didn't expect the archbishop to actually adopt Bucken's suggestion.

Bucken thought for a while: "If we only deal with Monchik, five hundred people will be enough. If we also need to deal with Almen, at least three thousand people will be needed."

"Three thousand people. A group of heretics in the south have rebelled and cannot mobilize troops."

Bucken said: "An army can be raised from the north."

"If the Divine Punishment Army from the north is transferred, are you sure there won't be a rebellion in the north?"

Bucken's ears trembled. It seemed that Howitt had hit the mark.

After thinking for a long time, Bucken said: "We can gather an army of one thousand people in the royal capital, and let the north and south support us with one thousand people each, which will be enough to wipe out Ermen and Monchik."

"Transfer a thousand people from the royal capital," Howitt shook his head. "If we really do that, who will be there to guard against the king's guards?"

Bucken stopped talking. It was obvious that Howitt had thought more carefully about this matter than him. If he continued to argue, others would regard him as a short-sighted fool.

After lighting the candle under the statue of the god, Howitt began to pray silently. Bucken knew that he was thinking, but this action was more like receiving instructions from God.

After a long time, Howitt opened his eyes and asked a strange question: "Blackwater City is just a small city, and Almen's territory is not very big. Does he really need a deputy?"

Leo didn't know how to answer. It didn't seem like they needed to worry about whether Elmen needed his deputies. He couldn't guess the archbishop's purpose.

The archbishop turned his attention to Bucken, who leaned over and saluted: "Sir, I think this question is meaningless."

"How can you say it's meaningless," Howitt said with a smile. "I don't think Almen needs a deputy, but the capital needs talents more. Recently, a group of gangsters have been making trouble. I think the capital needs better security." official."

Bucken was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Do you want Craig Monchik to come to the royal capital?"

The archbishop shook his head and said: "It's not that I want to, it's the king who needs him."

The church was quiet for a moment, and Bucken suddenly smiled.

He always thought that Howitt was old and confused, but today he had to admire his wisdom.

There are two ways to control a person, one is to walk over, the other is to let him walk over. The road to Qixing Mountain is too difficult, it is better to let Mengqike come to the royal capital. As long as he reaches the royal capital, Naturally, it became the palm of the God's Punisher.

"Sir, please leave this matter to me." Bucken bowed and saluted, left the church, got on the carriage and went to the Finance Minister's residence.

There was no one else in the church, and Leo said to Howitt: "Sir, I don't understand. You said before that you should not let Almen and Monchik get close to the king."

"Don't change my words at will. I said don't let Al get close to the king. Monchik is not that big of a threat, but he must be allowed to leave Seven Star Mountain, and he must be kept under our watch."

"But... Mengchik is also a local lord. If he launches a rebellion in Qixing Mountain under the instigation of the king, it may be very difficult."

The archbishop gently wiped the candlestick and said with a smile: "It is impossible for him to return to Qixing Mountain, never possible."

…

At dusk, King Gaius VI of Romulu was playing with a broken sword in his palace.

This is the Sword of Destruction left by Hallemon. It only has the hilt and one-third of the sword's body. The other two-thirds of the sword's body are still in Elmen's hands.

"He gave me half, but he kept the other half. What was that for?"

The young sixth queen Yelena touched the blood-red sword blade curiously and asked, "Is there anything special about this sword?"

"Be careful, don't hurt your hand." The king pulled out the guard's sword and lightly slashed it with the Sword of Destruction. The sword immediately broke into two pieces.

The Queen praised: "So sharp!"

"It's not just sharp, this sword can give a person eternal life."

The queen looked excited and said: "Can anyone who holds this sword get eternal life?"

The king shook his head and smiled: "Of course not. Only special people can be favored by the God of Destruction."

"You're the special one, aren't you!"

"I'm not. I have the blood of the Lord of Gods in my body, but our son has the blood of the God of Destruction."

"Our little Isai!" the queen said in surprise, "Your Majesty, are you telling the truth?"

The king smiled and said: "Why should I lie to you?"

"You will definitely give this sword to Isai, you will definitely do it, right?" Looking at the king's uncertain expression, the queen realized that she had said a bit too much.

"Of course I am willing to let our son have eternal life, but this sword is not complete yet." The king put the sword into the box and locked it.

The queen asked, "Is it because it's broken?"

"It doesn't matter if it's broken, I can find a craftsman to repair it, but I have to get the other half," the king sighed, "Damn it, Almen, I've already made him a marquis, what else does he want."

The queen lay on the king's knees and said softly: "Maybe he wants to become a grand duke."

"He is dreaming!" The king stroked the queen's hair and gritted his teeth, "I hate others threatening me the most."

…

Late at night, the sweaty king was about to fall asleep when he saw the maid coming over in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of Finance wishes to see you."

"He came to see me?" the king sneered, "I remember the last time he came to the palace was two months ago."

"Your Majesty, the Minister of Finance is very anxious. It seems that there is an accident with taxes."

"Is it the kingdom's tax or the God's Punisher's tax?"

The maid couldn't answer. The king frowned, put on his clothes and said, "Ask him to wait for me in the meeting hall!"

…

Finance Minister Eppeli was pacing anxiously in the hall. When he saw the king appear, he quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, a robber appeared in the capital and stole a tax in the south of the city."

"How many were taken away?" the king asked with his eyes lowered.

"More than fourteen hundred gold coins."

"Okay, that's great," the king patted the finance minister's cheek and said with a smile, "Go to the Lord of Divine Punishment and ask where those bandits came from?"

"Your Majesty!" said the Minister of Finance, "This is not my fault."

The king looked coldly and said: "Then whose fault should it be?"

“That tax money was personally escorted by the Sheriff.”

"Who is the Sheriff in the south of the city?"

"Heram, General Rungersen's nephew."

The king was startled and frowned: "Call Hram here, along with Longson."