Give Me the Name of God

Three days later, Lungerson came to the palace and prepared to recommend Krejci Monchik to the king.

During these three days, he repeatedly weighed the pros and cons and finally made up his mind.

First, Krejci Monchik has the qualifications to serve as a peace officer, and his title and position are very suitable.

Second, he is very capable. He can eradicate tough bandits like Harlemon, so he naturally has ways to deal with bandits in the royal capital. Although there must be a powerful instigator behind this group of bandits, with the support of Longson, he has the strength to compete with his opponents. At least he is much stronger than his stupid nephew.

Third, and most importantly, he is a believer of the ancient god, a subordinate of Elmen, and an enemy of the God's Punisher. This means that he is destined to stand on the king's side.

The only problem still lies with the God's Punisher. Longerson believes that the God's Punisher definitely doesn't want Krechi Monchik to come to the royal capital. They don't even allow him to accept the king's canonization.

But that doesn't matter, Longerson is already ready to fight the God Punisher.

As he imagined, the king was very satisfied with Krejci Monchik. The king also had the same concerns: "I'm afraid the archbishop will not allow him to enter the royal capital."

"Same as last time, I will tell the news to the archbishop," Longerson stood up and said, "We don't need their permission, we just tell them the news."

The Minister of State with burns on his face whispered: "Your Majesty, you should be more cautious..."

Longesen glanced at the Minister of State with contempt, turned and left the palace.

Such a weak colleague is really disgusting. Longesen has more expectations for Krechi. If this young man can become his helper, the situation in the royal capital may be reversed.

Arriving at the cathedral, Rungersen directly explained his purpose. Archbishop Howitt looked gloomy and was extremely dissatisfied with Rungersen's attitude.

"Just telling me news again? It seems that His Majesty the King no longer needs my advice."

"I will convey your suggestions to His Majesty, but His Majesty has already made a decision, and I'm afraid your suggestions will have no effect."

"In that case, why bother saying more." Howitt looked at the door, "Tell the king for me, there are rumors that Krejci is a heretic, let him be more careful."

"He is a noble of the kingdom and an official of the royal capital. We'd better not listen to those boring rumors." Longesen left the church with a smile. He knew that the archbishop would not give up, and he also knew that Krechi would face huge challenges in the future. danger

But he didn't mind having a fight with God's Punisher, and he could also take this opportunity to test the quality of Krechi.

When he returned to the mansion and saw his nephew wiping away tears, Longesen returned to his room without saying a word.

Horam cried: "Why, why are you willing to believe an outsider but not me!"

Lungerson didn't want to talk. If Hram continued to make noise, he would kick him out immediately.

The old butler Jim advised: "Master, don't disturb the general at this time. Eat something and rest for a while."

After comforting him for a while, Heram finally calmed down. He wanted to drink the newly brewed cider, so the old butler went to the market specially.

He came to a wine shop, coughed at the door, and Dunison trotted out to greet him.

"Mr. Jim, I haven't seen you for a few days. We have some good wine here. Please try it."

The old butler shook his head and said, "I want cider, freshly brewed."

"Easy to say!" Dunison glanced at Chuwitt, who understood and took out a can of cider from the back room.

This was a jar of old wine from last year. Chuitt added some medicinal powder to it. The taste was exactly the same as the new wine. Chuitt handed the jar to the old butler, who unknowingly had an extra gold coin in his palm.

The old housekeeper calmly put the gold coins into his sleeves and whispered to the two of them: "I brought good news. Your master is coming to the capital. My general recommended him to the king. He will soon Become the Sheriff of the South City.”

Is this good news? Dunison and Chuitt looked at each other for a moment, and each forced a smile.

After the old housekeeper left, Dunison returned to the bedroom, wrote a letter to Manda, silently recited "Heroes from ancient times", and stuffed the letter into the small island in the River Styx.

…

Manda is counting the taxes for the month. This month's income is very good. Since he changed robbery to tax collection, the number of businessmen coming and going has increased several times. Although most of them are small businessmen, they add up to a lot, and there are more people coming and going every day. More than a dozen gold coins came into the account.

I have collected more than 500 gold coins this month, occupying a major transportation area. It is really easy to get money, but the income is high and the expenses are not small.

Including slaves, Manda has nearly a thousand people under his command. Five hundred gold coins is enough to feed them. However, at least two people must be promoted to believers of the ancient god every month. Each person needs 500 gold coins to enter the rank. The high cost forced Manda to rest on her laurels.

Counting the money stolen from Earl of Resentment, the salt money earned from Tieshan Town, and the treasures stolen from Tachira Mountain, Manda still has more than 30,000 gold coins in his hand. savings.

Although his family's financial resources are very strong, he can't afford to sit back and make money. Fortunately, Stanley has other ways to make money.

"I got the oracle from Pluto. There is a treasure hidden under Wuyou Mountain. The amount is not too much. I still have two or three thousand gold coins. Do you want to take part in it?"

Manda said with a pious look: "If you don't vote, wouldn't it be a failure of Pluto's good intentions?"

Stanley said: "Let me make the rules clear first. Although I am your subordinate, business matters are another matter. We still have to split the business 50-50."

"That's impossible!" Manda's face darkened, "Eat my food, drink my food, even you are mine, at most 30-70!"

"Look at your face!" Stanley gritted his teeth and agreed.

After a good discussion, the two decided to set off the next day. That night, Manda took a hot bath, lay in Eudora's arms, and closed her eyes in the beautiful singing.

The moment before falling asleep, Manda suddenly started to do something. He forgot one important thing. He must check his "mailbox" every night before going to bed.

After opening the Styx Island, Manda touched a letter. After reading it, Manda frowned and then showed a mocking smile: "Did you see it? General Longsen wants me to be an official in the royal capital. "

Eudora smiled excitedly: "Congratulations!"

"What are you congratulating me for?" Manda smiled, "Do you think I will really go?"

"Why don't you go?" Eudora blinked and said, "The capital is a great place!"

"What's so good about it?"

Eudora thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what to say. I have never been to the royal capital, but I know that I can see the king there."

"What if I meet the king? Is he handsome? Is he more handsome than you?"

Eudora blushed, and Manda got into her arms again, closed her eyes and waited for her to sing.

But Eudora didn't sing. She was worried that Manda would miss a good opportunity to become a noble.

"Are you really not going?"

Manda turned over and said, "Of course I won't go. Do you think I'm stupid? I'm a bandit, a wanted criminal, and a thorn in God's Punisher's side. If I go to the royal capital, I'm afraid I won't survive a day."

"You are a viscount conferred by the king!"

Manda hooked the bridge of Eudora's nose: "In my territory, let alone a viscount, I can be called a king. If I leave my territory, I am nothing."

"What if the general forces you to go?"

"Let him come and invite me!" Manda sneered, "I want to see who can invite me!"

Two months later, Ermeng's messenger came to Qixing Mountain and said to Manda: "Viscount Mengchik, Your Majesty the Marquis, please go to Blackwater City."