Give Me the Name of God

"Master Deacon, I am learning the Tilian language and need your help."

Manda thought about it all night and finally said these words. Although there were only four words, the idea of ​​directly asking the God Punisher for help was really crazy.

He was prepared for the worst. Anyway, Leo couldn't see through other people's lies like the count. If he got to the bottom of it, he could always find a way to deal with him.

In addition, he would not provide help for free. No matter how much he paid, Manda would never admit it or reveal a word about it, even if he mentioned Campora's body again.

Surprisingly, Leo picked up the parchment and started translating directly.

"These words are not common. I have to think about it carefully," Leo put his long hair behind his ears and thought for a long time. "This word means, two."

"Two? The number two?" Manda shook his head and said, "That's impossible. The word 'two' in Tili language is not written this way."

Numbers appear in every ancient book, and Manda will not make mistakes in this most basic knowledge.

Leo shook his head and said: "This is an ancient writing method handed down from the end of the First Age. It is only used on some special occasions, such as sacrifices to ancient gods..."

Hearing Leo talk about "ancient god", Manda's nerves immediately tightened: "Well, I just saw these words accidentally, there is nothing special..."

"Don't be so nervous," Leo said with a smile, "I have a different understanding of the ancient gods. I don't hate them so much. Let me look at the next word. This one is more complicated. This word means blood. , can also be translated as bleeding.”

Manda was still immersed in the first word, that word was "two".

What a wonderful number, which proves that the stone statue in his hand most likely records the method of rising to the second level.

Leo pointed to the third word and said: "This is very simple. It means stealing. It is different from ordinary stealing. This word means praise."

"Praise for stealing?" Manda looked puzzled, and Leo smiled: "Gutili language will directly reflect the speaker's emotions in the words. This word refers to stealing with clever means."

As for the last word, Manda's heartbeat began to speed up, and Leo pondered for a long time. It seemed that this word was very difficult.

"I remembered what it meant. I read it in an ancient book," Leo scratched his head and said, "He means... what kind of reward will you give me?"

Manda was stunned: "How can the meaning of a word be so complicated?"

"That's not the meaning of the word, it's what I mean," Leo smiled, "I mean, if I tell you the meaning of the last word, what kind of reward will you give me?"

The deacon has learned badly and knows how to threaten others at the most critical moment.

Manda sighed and said, "What kind of reward do you want? If it's about your friend, I can't help you."

Leo shook his head and said: "I'm not that greedy, and I won't exchange a single word for such important news. I just want you to listen to me tell a story about the Lord of Divine Punishment, okay?"

It turned out that he wanted to preach. Although this was blasphemy to the ancient gods, Manda had no reason to refuse. Even one word was related to the success or failure of promotion. Listening to a sermon by the God Punisher was not too much for him. Big sacrifice.

Leo changed into a brand new robe, and after some devout prayer, he began his story:

"I am different from other divine punishers. I never deny the existence of ancient gods, but I also call them false gods, not out of contempt or ridicule for them, but because they are not gods in the true sense. They are mortals with special powers. Their power comes from the omniscient and omnipotent Lord of Divine Punishment. Maybe you don’t agree with me. You think that the Lord of Divine Punishment was born after the ancient gods. In fact, this is a kind of Fallacy, the Lord of Divine Punishment is the original existence. He created everything in this world with his own hands, including Chaos, the God of Chaos who is said to be older than the earth..."

Great Hermes, please forgive me for my sins. The reason why I can endure this guy's blasphemy against the ancient gods is entirely to become a better believer of yours.

While Manda was apologizing to her natal god, she patiently listened to Leo telling the long story. She listened from early morning to noon. It was not until Leo finished telling the process of the creation of the world by the Lord of Divine Punishment that Manda breathed hard. Take a breath.

Leo looked at Manda affectionately and said slowly in a deep voice: "Mr. Nidali, can you feel the baptism of truth on your soul?"

Manda nodded and praised against his will: "Thank you for imparting such precious knowledge to me. The legends from before the era are fascinating. It is really hard to imagine how many sages have passed down such touching stories to this day."

"Do you think this is just a story?" Leo shook his head and said, "From the ruins before the era to the legends left by false gods, there is countless evidence that the Lord of Divine Punishment is the beginning of the world and the beginning of time. Let's start from Speaking of the so-called Chaos God of Chaos..."

Manda really wanted to slap herself, why did she say that nonsense!

From noon to dusk, Leo completely narrated the great journey of the Lord of Divine Punishment in the first era. Manda's face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, she looked at Leo with a smile and said: "What a great legend! "

"Do you think this is just a legend..."

"Tell me the meaning of the word quickly!"

Manda stood up suddenly. Although his body was shaking, he was full of killing intent.

Leo pressed his palms down, trying to calm Manda: "My story is over, and now it's time to fulfill the promise. That means ending, and can also be translated as completion."

"Thank you very much for your help!" Manda staggered back to her room, opened the secret text and filled in the last four words.

Then came the last step - word order adjustment. According to Kunta's method, Manda started from the last word and began a monotonous and repeated sequence change.

From dusk to late at night, Manda didn't even eat dinner, and never left her desk. According to the first plan, she put the last word after the third word, and then put the third word at the end of the sentence. in front, and then the last word after the third word, and so on, ending up with a jumbled mess of words.

If the method fails, start adjusting from the fourth word and start all over again...

At dawn, when the seventh word was tried, Manda finally successfully cracked the first sentence of the cipher text:

My second-order believers!

This short sentence made Manda's blood boil!

Success! It really is a way to advance to the second level!

If it weren't for the lack of strength in her body, Manda would definitely scream.

He couldn't wait to decipher the second sentence. When it got daylight, the translation of the second sentence appeared on the parchment:

You have been given the chance to advance.

Got a chance for promotion! Manda clenched her fists tightly, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.

I finally got a chance to be promoted! It's worth risking your life!

Let’s read it together: My second-level believers, you have been given the opportunity to be promoted!

Manda was instantly petrified and shed more tears than before.