Give Me the Name of God

Milo was very disappointed and sat on the roof without saying a word. As a favored person, he did not expect that the gap between him and Manda was so big.

Manda saw his thoughts, took out the wine bottle, took a sip, and then stuffed it into Milo's arms.

"Al Meng's pure gold wine flask is given to you."

Milo took a look, put the wine bottle aside, shook his head and said, "What do I need this for?"

"Even if you don't like the wine flask, you will still like the wine inside. This is a fine wine that Almen has collected for many years."

Milo lowered his head and didn't want to talk. He had lost interest in wine now.

Manda sat next to Milo and smiled: "Look away, I have just stepped into the fifth level, and you are about to step into the sixth level gate, so why should you care about my small achievement?"

"Sixth level?" Milo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to become the sixth level in this life. Being able to go to the grave with the reputation of being fearless is already a blessing from the gods."

Manda took a deep breath and said: "I have hesitated for a long time, but I still want to tell you good news. Che Erdan found an iron headband from Er Meng's vault. Although this thing is very old, it has a There is not a single rust spot, and it shines brighter than gold in the sun. What’s even more strange is that when you put this thing in water, it can emit a fragrance of wine."

Milo picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart.

There is no doubt that this ring belongs to Dionysus.

Milo's fifth-level contract is to collect twelve Dionysian items. This is a necessary condition for him to advance to the sixth level. Before that, he has collected eleven items. If he gets another one, he will have to carry it for more than twenty years. The contract ends here.

In the past twenty years, he has lived like a beggar, wandering around the mainland, stalking like a wild dog, asking for sacred objects from others, and he cannot rob them, but can only force others to "willingly do so" "The gift.

Making everyone hate him, making everyone avoid him (Manda is the only exception), and even hating himself. These days are finally over. How could Milo not be excited?

But he had to give Manda some advice: "Do you know the consequences of giving this to me?"

Manda blinked and said, "I can guess a little bit."

"What do you want from me?"

"I want you to stay with me for two more years."

"Stop dreaming," Mirro said with a smile. "After completing the contract, I will leave here immediately and go to a place you will never find to do another important thing. Do you know what I am going to do?"

"I guess you want to advance to the sixth level."

Milo was startled: "How did you guess it? My fifth-level practice may not be over yet."

"Impossible," Manda shook his head, "You know the skills of cultivation, and you will be rewarded by God if you reproduce the deeds of God, and you are reproducing the deeds of Dionysus all the time, confused, crazy, and thinking. Chaotic but adhering to principles, not taking the initiative to hurt others, but the means of counterattack are very cruel, which is exactly the same as the description of Dionysus, the god of wine, in the Theogony."

Milo said nothing, Manda's guess was almost accurate.

"You have already completed the fifth level of practice and are waiting for the contract, right?" Manda said with a smile.

"Yes, just wait for the contract. After being promoted to the sixth level, I will sleep for a while. After waking up, I will form a new contract with the gods. I may have to continue wandering and never see you again. If you really Give me that thing, and we have no choice but to break up..." Milo's face turned red, and the last sentence seemed a little inappropriate. It was only said between lovers, but he couldn't think of any other suitable way to express it.

"I believe we will meet again. I'm here waiting for you to come back." Manda took out the headband from her arms and put it into Milo's hand.

Tears fell on the ring, exuding the aroma of wine. I don’t know if it was the reluctance to leave Manda or the excitement of completing the contract.

"Don't be so sad," Manda said with a smile, "I also have a jug of good wine here, let's have a drink."

Milo covered his eyes and nodded vigorously.

…

In the wilderness, Amado closed his eyes and recited a prayer in a low voice.

"Great Lord, you created all things in the world, created the immortal gods, created all order, and created infinite power. I sincerely pray to you and pray for your protection. I sincerely call to you and ask for your forgiveness... "

There are fourteen sentences in the prayer, which sound very ordinary, but only the most knowledgeable divine punisher can detect the anomalies in it.

Although the content is sincere and touching, this prayer does not belong to any scripture and is entirely his own creation.

There is nothing wrong with occasionally using your own original prayers in ordinary prayers, but if fourteen lines of prayers are used, it means that this is a very serious and formal prayer. According to tradition, the content of the prayers must be quoted from the Bible. arts.

Amado used this tradition to ensure that this prayer would not be repeated by anyone else. This was very important. It was the password to open the island in the River Styx.

Amado owns an island in the Styx, with only a space the size of a brick. He and Larn Pigu raised 14,000 gold coins to buy it for the purpose of sending letters between the two.

Opening the entrance to the island, Amado touched a letter. After reading the content, Amado sighed and pinched his eyebrows with his hands.

It was he who recommended Larn Pigu to Bucken, who also had high hopes for Larn and sent Larn to the Wolf Country.

Bucken gave the Wolf King a lot of money and a lot of magical objects, just in exchange for the opportunity to join forces. Now they have successfully joined forces, but Rahn was unfortunately defeated, and the defeat was miserably.

Should I tell Bucken the news?

You don't have to think about it to know the answer. Bucken will receive the news sooner or later. This kind of thing must be told the truth. The battle situation in the royal capital is also very unfavorable. If the truth is told earlier, Bucken may be able to respond.

Bucken was furious to learn that Larne had been defeated, which meant that he had lost the initiative in the battle and his retreat to the southwest.

"We can't wait any longer," Bucken gritted his teeth, "Let the soldiers prepare to attack the city again tomorrow night!"

Since there was no way to retreat, the only way out was to capture the royal capital as soon as possible. Late that night, Bucken took out two silver charms, added a few drops of his own blood, and began to recite the spell silently.

At the same time, in the smelly place near the city wall in the north of the city, an old man sleeping in a shack covered with abscesses suddenly opened his eyes.

He heard Bucken's call: "Send two teams to attack the east and north gates of the city tomorrow night."

The old man heard it very clearly. He walked out of his shack and walked along the muddy dirt road towards a house.

There were only a few soldiers in charge of this disgusting place, and the old man easily escaped their sight.

After entering the house, the old man opened the vegetable cellar, which was filled with green hairy dried vegetables. Ordinary people would be afraid of being choked to death by the suffocating musty smell as soon as they entered the house.

But the old man was immune to the smell. He climbed through the layers of dried vegetables and opened a secret door in the green smoke.

Behind the secret door was a tunnel. After walking along the tunnel for a whole night, the old man came to an underground military camp.

An officer came forward and said, "Sir, is there going to be a war?"

The old man nodded and said: "Call the most loyal warriors, the moment of glory has arrived!"