Give Me the Name of God

　　 Those who dare to come to this black market to buy things are not ordinary people. At this point, they can see that this drunk is unusual.

Julian is still peddling the pair of scimitars, but no one dared to bid any more, which can force Julian to give up the finalized business, which is enough to prove that the strength of this drunk is not under Julian, and no one wants to offend this unknown origin. The ruthless person.

　　 After a long time without a response, Yuri'an put down the scimitar and looked at Milo with a grudge.

　　Millow hiccuped and shook his body and said, "Otherwise, give you my clothes. I only have these. Give me the knife."

　　 Everyone wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare. Stanley was about to see how Julian should end, but Manda suddenly spoke:

　　 "Two hundred gold coins, sell it to me!"

　　 Stanley was shocked, and grabbed Manda's clothes and said, "What are you crazy about?"

　　 Yulian stared at Manda for a while, blinking, as if confirming what he had just said.

　　 Stanley shook his head desperately, and Manda couldn't help nodding.

　　 Yulian also nodded, signalling the deal.

　　 A scimitar worth two thousand gold coins. Two hundred gold coins were sold to Manda. There was only one reason. Julian didn't want to entangle with Milo anymore.

　　 This means that the threat from Millow even exceeds two thousand gold coins.

　　 Stanley's face turned pale, he saw Milo turn his head and look at Manda.

　　 "Do you want to buy?" Millow asked blankly.

　　 "Yes." Manda finally saw Millow's face. He was very thin, without a trace of meat on his cheeks, and the towering cheekbones were unusually distinct.

　　 He does not have a beard, and his eyebrows are very thin. There are only a few sparse eyebrows. The eyes are big, but the pupils are very small. It seems that there are two small black dots in the middle of the big white eyes.

　　 The two small black spots were transferred from Manda to Stanley: "Do you want to buy, or does he want to buy?"

　　 Stanley waved his hand again and again: "It has nothing to do with me."

　　 Manda said: "I want to buy two hundred gold coins."

　　Millow looked at Yulian in a blink of an eye, and Yulian sent the machete to Manda, waiting for Manda's gold coin.

　　 Manda looked back at Stanley and said, "Lend me two hundred gold coins first."

　　 Stanley said angrily: "You don't even have money, so you dare to come here and go crazy?"

　　 Julian tilted his head with a little murderous expression on his face. This time, he did not allow the buyer to go back.

　　 Stanley wiped off his sweat and opened his wallet.

　　 Out of the black market, Stanley immediately distanced himself from Manda.

　　 "I really shouldn't bring you here today, don't come to me in the future, don't mention me to others, just assume that you don't know me, let's go our own way!"

　　 Manda said: "Don't you have to pay back the money?"

　　 "You dream!" Stanley roared, "Two hundred gold coins, none of them can be less!"

　　 Manda shrugged, turned to leave, and suddenly heard Stanley exhorted: "Give that pair of scimitars to Millow, if you still want to live."

　　……

　　 Outside the city, in the manor of the wealthy merchant Gelton, the daughter of the Marquis of Nars, Cui Tishan, threw off the butterfly mask and slapped Gelton severely.

　　 "Who gave you the courage to use spells on me!"

　　Gelton looked as usual and said, "I have been ordered by Lord Marquis to protect your safety. The situation just now is very dangerous."

　　 "What is the danger of a drunk? If you can't even deal with a drunk, what use is there to keep you!"

　　 "Miss, you don't know anything about Milo. This drunk has been wandering around the kingdom for many years. As long as it is something he fancy, he must get it."

　　 Cui Ti Shan said fiercely: "Me too, I must get what I want!"

Gelton shook his head and said: "As far as I know, he has forced two viscounts to death and an earl mad. Under his persecution, more than a dozen nobles and wealthy businessmen have been destroyed. Do you really want to provoke such a person? ?"

　　 "What are you talking about?" Cui Tishan sneered, "Is there no law in the kingdom? People like this have been beheaded long ago."

　　 "No one can catch him, no one can beat him, at least no one I know is his opponent."

　　 Cui Di said in amazement: "Are we talking about the same person? That drunk in tattered clothes? He blackmailed so many nobles, why is he still living like a beggar."

"No one knows the reason, no one knows where he sent the blackmailed items. Most of the time, he was drunk and either slept in the tavern or on the street. When he woke up occasionally, he walked in front of others and said "This thing belongs to me", unless you give it to him immediately, it means disaster is coming."

　　 Cui Te Shan stopped speaking. Although it sounded incredible, she knew that Galton had no guts to lie to him.

　　 After having a great dinner and taking a hot bath, Cui Dishan said: "I want to sleep well. No one is allowed to disturb me. I will go back to Drawing City early tomorrow morning."

　　Gelton was about to leave, when Cui Tishan took out the nightmare gem and said: "How should this thing be used?"

　　 "Drip a drop of blood on the stone, and then fall asleep holding it, you can control everything in your dreams, don't be too addicted to it, otherwise..."

　　 "Enough, you look like an old lady!"

　　 Cui Dishan closed the curtains, pierced his palm, dripped blood on the gems, and the blood disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.

　　 She held the nightmare gem and lay on the soft bed, curiosity and excitement made it difficult for her to fall asleep for a long time.

　　 From dusk to late night, Cui Dishan, who had been struggling in bed for a long time, finally fell asleep. She stood among a patch of flowers, watching the rosy clouds floating in the golden sky.

　　 She touched the petals next to her. They were very soft and a little bit smooth as pollen.

　　 She can feel the thorns on the flower stems and the dewdrops on the flower leaves. Everything is so mysterious, but so real. She knows that she is dreaming, but she doesn't have to worry about waking up from the dream.

　　 This is too desolate, Cui Dishan stared at the endless garden, blinked a little, and a familiar castle rose from the ground.

　　 It was the castle of her father, the Marquis of Nars, but she had only been there a few times. Only when there was a war would her father live in the castle with her family.

The environment in the castle is much worse than in the manor, but Cuitishan likes it. She likes to stand in the tower and look down at the soldiers on patrol, watching them fight with the enemy with weapons, and watching a group of humble lives become bloody. Corpse.

　　As his thoughts changed, a group of soldiers had already appeared under the castle. Cui Dishan changed into a uniform and slowly walked down the tower.

　　 All the soldiers knelt on the ground and greeted their queen. As long as they stopped for a while, someone would come up and kiss her toe.

　　 Do you want them to go to war?

　　 Don't worry, wait a minute, it feels so wonderful.

　　……

　　 The tavern was closed. Toka and Helena finished cleaning the hall, yawning and went to sleep.

　　 Manda is still sitting at the counter, counting the money while waiting for the last guest.

　　 The guest finally came, his feet were a little heavy, his thin clothes were soaked in snow, and he was wrapped in white air.

"Why are you running so fast?" Since leaving the black market, the drunk Mirlo has been following Manda, but after walking two streets he was thrown away by Manda. He asked around and took a lot of effort to find this tavern. .

　　 Manda smiled and beckoned at Milo: "Come in for a drink at the bar."

　　Millow wiped his nose and swayed: "The two knives belong to me."

　　 "Yes." Manda agreed with Millow.

　　 "You must give them to me!"

　　 "Okay." Manda agreed very happily.

　　Millow was taken aback, and then asked: "What do you want from me?"

　　 "Come in for a drink, let's talk slowly." Manda poured a glass of wine for Millow.

　　Millow smiled and said, "Dare you let me in your door?"

　　 Manda set up the table by the firepit and made a please gesture.

　　Millow stood at the door and laughed for a long time, then in the hall, sitting at the table, drank the wine.

　　 "It tastes good, isn't it?" Manda smiled.

　　 "It's kind of special." Millow hiccuped with a smile of admiration.

　　 "Three years."

　　 "Nonsense!" Millow spit, "This is fresh wine, how can it be three years! Do you think I'm so cheating?"

　　 "I want you to stay for three years. That's what I want." Manda poured Milo again.

　　Millow sat like a clay sculpture for a while, and then looked grimly: "Do you want to keep me here? Is your family too long?"

　　 Manda smiled and said, "I believe that you will not hurt me if it is not a last resort."

　　Millo licked his teeth and said: "I can take away what belongs to me at any time~www.novelmt.com~I don't need to pay any price!"

　　 "Is that really like that?" Manda took out the pair of scimitars and put it on the table and said, "Take them, you can count them."

　　 "I haven't grabbed anything! That belongs to me!" Millow pulled out a scimitar and pointed it at Manda's face.

　　 "So what?" Manda was not afraid, "Take them and go."

Milo seemed to have been hit in the weak underbelly, and his murderous aura disappeared instantly. He backed up a few steps, threw the scimitar to the ground, and shouted: "With this broken knife, I want me to stay here for three years. year?"

　　 "There are still wines that you can't finish drinking," Manda took a sip of the wine and said, "It tastes good, isn't it?"

　　Millow sucked his nose, wiped the muddy water on his face, sat back on the barrel, and drank the wine in the glass.

　　 "Three years is too long, one year, how about it?"

　　 "There is consultation," Manda smiled, "I will give in too, for at least two years."

　　 "Whose believer are you?" Millow wiped his lips.

　　 "I am good at doing business, right?" Manda did not answer directly.

　　 "Hermes, it's really rare!" Millow smiled weirdly, "Guess whose believer I am?"

　　 "Don't guess, I have seen the smile of Dionysus, the **** of wine."

　　 "Do you think he is the main god?"

　　 This question is not easy to answer. There are different opinions in "The Book of Gods" and "Ode."

　　 But Manda knew what Millow wanted to hear: "Who doesn't love fine wine? Who doesn't love wonderful banquets? How can the seat of Bacchus be missing in the palace of the Lord God?"

　　Millow sniffed and said, "I have a discussion, how about a year and a half?"