Give Me the Name of God

　　Walking on the stairs of the dungeon, to the corner where there is no light at all, a silk thread sticks out of Worm's teeth and quietly enters Manda's nose.

　　 He sent a message to Manda, and when he reached the exit of the dungeon, he would immediately show his wings and try to take off, and Manda would help him open the shackles.

　　 sounds ridiculous, because the two of them have no chance to escape from a Tier 3 believer. But they have no better choice. When they are tied to the stake or the gallows, they will definitely regret the moment of shrinking.

　　 There was a little light in front of him, and he was about to reach the exit of the dungeon. Manda's fingers were shaking, and Worm began to shake his shoulders unconsciously. The fat knight Stanley saw their small movements, and most of them guessed their intentions.

The moment he stepped out of the dungeon door, Stanley snapped his fingers. The two soldiers standing next to Worm suddenly changed their movements. One hand grabbed Worm’s forearm, and the other caught Worm. shoulder blade.

　　 Worm was taken aback and tried to struggle, but found that the strength of the two soldiers was beyond imagination, and their arms were stuck in the joints like iron tongs.

At the same time, the two soldiers also grabbed Manda's shoulders and wrists. Manda was not only surprised at the strength of the other party, but also at the synchronicity of the other party. They only heard a snap of their fingers, and they were able to complete the action. So neat and consistent.

　　 It seems that these soldiers are not mortals either. Manda is desperate, and her forehead is filled with cold air. The needless struggle becomes meaningless. Manda can only make the last effort to survive.

　　 "Lord Knight, please let us take a look at the Viscount. I know we are not qualified. Please give us a chance. We just want to make some explanations, even if we can only say a word."

　　 "A word? That's impossible." Stanley sighed, shook his head, pushed open the door of the dungeon, and led two people into the castle.

　　 Execution in the castle? Isn't it the iron maiden type of torture? Manda looked back at Worm's teeth, wishing he could strangle himself with insect silk.

Stanley took the two from the first floor to the third floor of the castle. This made Manda think that they might want to fall to his death. He was looking for the last chance to escape. Suddenly Stanley stopped in front of a hall door. .

　　 "The Viscount is waiting for the two in there. One sentence is impossible. Prepare to talk all night."

　　 Stanley snapped his fingers again, and the four soldiers let go of Manda and Worm at the same time. The two of them walked into the hall looking at each other, and saw Viscount Gessack sitting at the table.

　　 "Two friends, I'm suffering, come here and **** wine to see whose wine is more mellow."

This Viscount is in his fifties, with black hair, thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, small eyes, garlic nose, thick lips, dark skin with large and small bumps, spots and scars. The whole face is like an impressionist. The paintings have prominent lines and distinct levels, which are worthy of in-depth discussion and research.

Out of courtesy, Manda did not keep staring at the baron’s face. Under the guidance of the guards, Worm sat in the position of the guest of honor. Manda did not dare to sit. He wanted to take the precious opportunity to explain to the viscount that he had beaten the tax collector. reason.

"We really didn't recognize their identities, and we had encountered scammers before. Those scammers were so skillful that we regarded real tax collectors as scammers. We didn't think about fighting taxes. I am willing to pay taxes immediately. Qi, and suffer ten times the fine..."

　　 Mandala's verbose statement made the Viscount a little disappointed. He called a guard and whispered a few words. Not long after, two soldiers walked into the castle.

　　It was the two tax collectors who still had scars on their faces. When they saw Manda and Worm, they lowered their heads and pursed their mouths, with a little bit of resentment, but no one dared to speak.

Viscount 　　 asked: "Did Mr. Remus hurt you?"

　　 The two tax collectors nodded.

　　 "Mr. Remus has already expressed his apologies to me. Will you accept his apology?"

　　The tax collector can only nod his head.

　　 "I'm still willing to pay compensation, although the amount will not be too much..." Manda was digging out her own money bag, but saw the Viscount wave his hand and let the two tax collectors leave the hall.

　　 "The matter is over," the Viscount smiled, "Let's sit down and have a good chat."

　　……

　　 Roasted chicken and mutton were on the table, and the hungry Manda started to eat and drink frantically with Worm after holding back for a while. At first, I could insist on using knives and forks, but later I felt that it was too much trouble, so I just tore it with my hands. Later I felt that it was not enough to tear it with my hands. I just picked it up and gnawed the chicken directly with my mouth. Worm’s gnawing was too intense, almost. Broken the teeth.

　　 After eating the last piece of lamb on the plate, Manda felt that the piece of meat only slipped in his throat for a short while and then stopped because the esophagus and stomach were filled.

　　 lifted his clothes and wiped his mouth, Manda turned his face to the Viscount, waiting for his next instructions.

　　 is not disgusted with the vulgar behavior of these two men~www.wuxiamtl.com~, the Viscount even somewhat likes it.

　　 "How about the wine?" the Viscount asked.

"Very good, very fragrant." Manda's answer is a bit counterintuitive. This is indeed a precious fine wine. The materials and craftsmanship are very elegant, but if it is really fragrant, it is a bit worse than the wine made by Worm. .

　　 "If you really like it, please bring me two cans and give them to the earl."

　　 Manda looked at Worm, and then smiled awkwardly at the Viscount: "I don't know which earl you are talking about?"

　　 Viscount Gesek’s smile disappeared. He looked up at the Stanley Knight. The Stanley Knight shrugged his eyebrows and moved his **** and thumb. As long as he snaps his fingers, the soldiers can take Manda out to be executed.

　　Manda immediately realized his mistake. Under such circumstances, he shouldn't go in circles with the Viscount, and immediately got up and said: "We must convey your kindness to Lord Earl."

The Viscount’s smile returned to his face. He motioned to Manda to sit down. After drinking two glasses of wine, he sighed softly: “There is never a shortage of idiots in this world. Knowing how to cherish, like an idiot like Sorens, the earl once gave him trust, but he was instigated by some pujas to do that unforgivable thing, please convey to the earl, since he has chosen the town of Bullhorn , I am also willing to serve him."

　　 Manda nodded: "We will convey your wishes to the earl as soon as possible."

　　 "How fast is it as soon as possible?" The Viscount was a little dissatisfied with Manda's attitude.

　　 "I mean," Manda looked at Worm, "We can set off right away, now we can..."

　　 Viscount pointed at Worm and said, "I don't need you, I think he can do it alone."