Give Me the Name of God

　　 is the old man who looks like a goat! At the market in Artex City, he sold Manda a bunch of fetishes and only received one gold coin. Manda likes to do business with such people the most.

　　 "Why did you come here? Why did I summon you? Isn't it only the undead of the dead will be summoned? Are you already dead? Are you a follower of Hermes?"

　　 Manda was very excited, but the old man was not in the mood to answer him so many questions.

　　 "You spent twenty silver coins to come to me, didn't you remember the past?"

　　 Manda slapped his forehead. The old witch had told him that the sacrifice time was very short, and now is not the time to tangle these questions.

　　 "I want to buy something."

"what do you want to buy?"

　　 "I want to be promoted to a second-tier believer!"

　　 The old man stared at Manda for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Not yet, you are not eligible for promotion."

　　 "I have mastered first-order skills proficiently, and the gods gave me a hint, only a little bit, I can be promoted."

　　 "That's a little bit more difficult than you think. You may have to wait for years or even decades."

　　 Manda still wants to ask, but the old man no longer wants to answer: "When you have the qualifications to upgrade, I can tell you the method. Reluctant upgrade will make you lost. What else do you want to buy?"

　　 "It depends on what you have." Manda thought of the old witch's accent.

　　As expected, the old man took out a piece of parchment with a list of goods written in common language.

　　 I didn't expect this old guy's service to be so humane. He knew that Manda didn't know the Alantian language, and the first product made Manda see a different personality.

　　 "Aris' suit, the name is very domineering, can you introduce the function?"

　　 "It can help you withstand the damage of ordinary weapons, and can withstand the skills of believers of Tier 3 and below. After three consecutive resistances, it will be invalid for one day, and it will not be restored until the next day."

　　 "That's it!" Manda stretched out his hand excitedly, "Get it."

　　 The old man was startled and looked at Manda and said, "Where is the money?"

　　 "Have you given all the money? Twenty silver coins."

　　 "Twenty silver coins are not enough for my running errands. If it weren't for the sake of old acquaintances, I wouldn't bother to see you. The price of the goods is written at the back, can't you see it?"

　　 Manda really can't see it, there is a serious ghost in the cross-eyed eyes.

　　 "You don't need to use your skills, you can see me, I am different from the undead summoned by others."

　　 "Say it soon!" Manda closed his cross-eyed eyes. The old man's figure was still clear. He looked down at the parchment in his hand. The complex lingua franca numbers made him a little dizzy.

　　 "Three thousand five hundred..." Manda asked, looking up, "Isn't this a gold coin?"

　　 "Otherwise what would it be?"

　　 "Three thousand five hundred gold coins?"

　　 "This is a rare fetish, and the price is very reasonable."

　　Don't think about this battle suit, three thousand five hundred gold coins are beyond Manda's cognition.

　　 Manda re-examined the parchment in his hand, looking from the top to the bottom, from the bottom to the top, the cheapest product is also more than a thousand gold coins.

　　 "These things are not suitable for me." Manda calmly returned the parchment to the old man. The old man glanced at Manda contemptuously: "Should not be suitable for your purse?"

　　 This kind of person is really...Wait for me to expand the business of the tavern, wait for me to sell the Maxima, wait for me...

　　 Thinking of the Maxima, it hasn't eaten much grass since it got to the tavern. It seems that the animal dealer is right, and it probably won't live tomorrow.

　　 "If you didn't request, then I will retire first." The old man's figure gradually faded, and Manda quickly stopped him.

　　 I couldn’t let him go, and I took twenty silver coins.

　　 "Do you have a more suitable product? I mean the price."

　　 "Let’s talk about how much money you have first."

　　 Manda emptied his purse, and there were 36 gold coins in it. This is all his savings, the hard-earned money he earned through desperate efforts.

　　 "Tsk tusk tusk!" The old man shook his head, "I'm so shabby for you, you got the first-order power, why is it so..."

　　 The old man said halfway, sniffed, and frowned at Manda: "Why do you smell of Chimera? Have you betrayed..."

　　 "I didn't!" Manda hurriedly defended, "I didn't betray our gods, I just drank some medicinal soup to cover up the smell on my body."

　　 "Kalk's ever-changing potion, this kind of potion has long since disappeared. Where did you get the prescription? Do you know the followers of Kark?"

　　 Manda didn't answer his question, and it didn't do any good to answer his question. Perhaps the old witch would still be involved.

　　 The old man did not wait for his answer, and then asked: "Do you want to fool the earl by this method?"

　　 Manda nodded, but doubts arose in his heart: Why did he know the earl? Why do you know that Earl is related to me? Had he been to the valley? Why does he know nothing about the old witch?

"Although it is a good idea, it is not enough." The old man took out a butterfly-shaped silver brooch from his arms. , As long as eleven gold coins, do you want it?"

　　 "Eleven gold coins?" Manda grinned, feeling a cut in his heart.

　　 "This is pure silver." The old man specifically introduced the material of the brooch.

　　 "Using eleven gold coins to buy a silver brooch, are you really stupid for me? Besides, I have already drunk the potion. This thing is of no use to me."

"You are a lucky person. This is a unique fetish. Someone once was willing to give out four hundred gold coins for this brooch," the old man explained patiently. If they smell Chimera on your body, they will immediately burn you to death. They only treat you as a heresy, and don't care if you are a believer of the gods."

　　 What he said makes sense, whether Hermes or Chimera, as long as they are believers of the ancient gods, they are dead if they fall into the hands of the **** punishment.

　　 "I bought this brooch!" Manda gritted her teeth and counted out eleven gold coins.

Handing the brooch to Manda, the old man took out another pendant: "You are a bit reckless in doing things. The near-missing pendant can help you a lot. When you encounter danger, it will become hot. This is also a unique god. It only takes nineteen gold coins."

　　 Manda's eyes went dark, feeling that he had become a poor man in the blink of an eye, but the function of this pendant is really attractive, no matter the previous life or the previous life, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com Manda knows the importance of foreseeing danger.

Shaking his hands, he counted nineteen gold coins and handed them over to the old man. The old man sighed and said, "That's it for today. You only have six gold coins left. I really don't know what to sell you. Come find me when you save enough money."

　　 "Wait a minute," Manda stopped the old man again and made a final request, "I want to buy a prescription to treat the animals. My horse has tinea, and it seems to be dying."

　　 "Is it the horse in the yard?" The old man smiled, "Good eyes, that's a good horse, and the ringworm is nothing, and it will heal soon."

　　 "But it refuses to eat grass."

　　 "He refused to eat grass not because he was sick, but because he didn't like it."

　　 "Horse doesn't like to eat grass? What does it like to eat?"

　　 "You can try wheat. I guess it can eat 20 pounds a day. I'm leaving. When you call me next time, remember to prepare fifty silver coins and return the list to me now."

　　 Looking at the old man's contemptuous eyes, Manda gritted his teeth and said: "One day, I will buy everything on this piece of paper!"

"I look forward to that day." The old man's figure completely disappeared. Manda put out the candles, found a clean white cloth to wrap them, and stuffed them under Worm's bed, which was full of candle oil. He was stuffed into his pillow.

　　 When the disposal stopped, Manda came to the yard, took out a bundle of wheat from the granary, and placed it in front of the thin horse.

　　 It stood up, it came over, it ate, and it ate quickly, a bundle of wheat was eaten clean in a blink of an eye.

　　 The thin horse raised his head and snapped his nose at Manda, indicating that he hadn't eaten enough.

　　 Manda pursed her lips: "This Maxima is really not easy to raise."