Give Me the Name of God

　　 Three swindlers threw up in the tavern, and nearly half of the guests were emptied of their money bags.

I was a gambler in my previous life, and I am the owner of a tavern in this life. Seeing a group of scammers behave arbitrarily on his own territory, Manda should act decisively at this moment, kill him without leaving a piece, and win back all their ill-gotten gains. Then give it back to the poor victims.

　　 Is there such a thing?

　　 If you think about it, you know it’s impossible.

　　 Not to mention that Manda does not have that chivalrous heart, even if it does, it does not have that strength. Getting into a gambling game set up by others without preparation is like a prey falling into a trap. Whether you are a lion or a tiger, you can only be slaughtered.

　　 Moreover, the opponent's strength is not bad, Joel Morais picked up the dice cup again, listening to the sound of the dice rubbing the dice cup, you can see the opponent's wrist.

　　 The sound was low and steady, which proved that the dice was sliding in the dice cup without rolling at all. The dice had already been counted before entering the cup. And his index finger gently tapped on the dice cup, creating the effect of dice collision, and this method alone knew that this person was not an ordinary person.

　　 When the cup was opened, Joel shook out a king and two dukes without any suspense. This was the biggest point, because two or more kings were regarded as rebellions and had to lose twice.

　　 The pretty girl opened the dice cup, sighed pretentiously, and counted ten silver coins to Joel.

　　 The businessman who acted as the "promoting general" also "lost" ten silver coins and hammered his forehead in annoyance.

　　 They are just doing a show, and the other people who enter the game are in real pain.

　　 What does ten silver coins mean? It means that most of them have done a business for nothing, which means that they have lost more than ten days or even a month of income.

　　 Some people beat their chests and feet, some cursed loudly, some were almost unable to contain their tears, and some others had red eyes and screamed to start the next round.

　　 Seeing Joel picked up the dice cup again, Manda walked up with a smile: "Sorry, everyone, this shop is closed. Guests who stay overnight, please go upstairs to rest, and other guests, please come back."

　　 "How can a tavern close so early!" a guest roared, "The night dream tavern in town is always open until dawn!"

　　Why is the night dream tavern again? It seems that this is a strong competitor. Manda smiled and said: "Then what are you doing here, go quickly, run faster, and have a few more drinks before dawn."

　　 Everyone dispersed amidst complaints. Joel lowered his head to clean up the scattered money and dice on the table.

　　Manda stepped forward and said, "I said this friend, can I discuss something with you? You have made a lot of money these days. Can you change your business somewhere?"

　　 Joel was taken aback, then he smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong here?"

　　 "There is nothing wrong with you, but the customer lost all the money to you, who will buy my wine?"

　　 "That's because your wine is not good enough. See you tomorrow, little guy." Joel touched Manda's head and turned to leave. Manda shouted, "This friend, don't you want to give me some gifts?"

　　 "Do you want a bonus?" Joel turned his head and looked down at Manda. "Yes, I'm not a stingy person. Ask your father to ask me for it, or you can call me Dad."

　　 There was a girl’s laughter from the door, and it seemed that his two childcare hadn’t gone far.

Manda was not irritated by the other party's words. He followed Joel for two steps. Joel regained consciousness and said viciously: "Little guy, if you dare to follow me, I will push your head into the firepit. "

　　 "Don't be so nervous, I just want a gift, not your money, I want your dice."

　　 Joel stared at Manda for a while, then looked at the flag at the door, hesitated for a while, took a few dice from his rucksack and handed it to Manda.

　　 "Let's play, don't be addicted to it!"

Joel's figure disappeared into the night. Manda looked at the dice in his hand. This is the most common cow bone dice. They are sold everywhere in the market. The colors and sizes are exactly the same. Even the pattern is a mold. Engraved, there is nothing in it.

　　 Manda put the dice in his pocket, and when he turned around, he just saw the high deacon Leo on the stairs.

　　 This guy hasn't slept yet, and I don't know if he is really tired.

　　Leo sighed: "Although I don't know which **** you believe in, why do you ignore the evil that happened before your eyes?"

　　 "Is this a bad deed?" Manda asked with a smile.

　　 "Why not count? You can't see how many kind people have been cheated of hard-earned money by them!"

　　 "Have you seen all of them?"

"Not only did I see it, I remembered every one of them, I remembered every copper coin they lost, they did have a mistake, but the liar was even more abominable. I will discourage every gambling guest tomorrow, especially those who If they have lost money, if they are willing to listen to my advice, I will compensate them a little bit."

　　 Manda nodded, and said sincerely: "You are a good person."

　　 Back in the room, Manda opened the ciphertext of the stone statue, 232 ancient Tili words, Manda deciphered 197.

　　 is getting closer and closer to the result, and Manda can even see the connection between some words.

　　 But my own skills don't seem to have improved much. I dreamed of the scale on my body last night, and it seemed to be a little worse.

　　 It's really difficult to upgrade to a second order. Thinking about the eighth step on the finish line, Manda once again fell into a pessimistic whirlpool.

　　 The eighth level is too far away, but the second level must be realized as soon as possible. The limited truth can't last long. If the earl turns his face one day, I'm afraid I won't even have a poor chance to sell it. There are too many subordinates at Tier 1, just like Zaryk, who died after death, the count was even too lazy to ask.

　　 Closed early, went to bed early, and got up early the next day. Manda went to town to pick up Toka and the others. Before that, he could try his luck in the black market.

　　 Without Stanley, Manda knocked on the door at a specific rhythm. The old man at the door didn't ask much, and continued to lie on the straw mat smoking low-quality tobacco.

　　 went down to the dry well and drilled through the tunnel. Manda greeted Lu Li'an first, and then went to the "Poet" booth.

　　 "Are there any good things?"

　　 The poet adjusted his voice~www.readwn.com~ smiled and said, "Good things are always there."

　　 "Any new stone statues? I bought them!" Manda just opened the purse, but saw the poet shook his head.

　　 "The stone statue is gone, but please take a look at this puppet. Such a gorgeous construction method is unique in the world."

　　 Manda took the half-human puppet. Although he was not familiar with the image of the gods, he recognized the strange face at first sight as the image of Hephaestus.

　　 Puppets are not only lifelike, but more valuable is that every joint of him can move, even every finger.

　　 Manda carefully played with the puppet and asked, "What function does it have?"

　　 "It can relieve your loneliness."

　　 "Uh..." Manda said with a dry smile, "I don't want to say this. Since it is a sacred object, there will always be different uses."

　　 "This is not a fetish, it was made by myself," the poet did not feel embarrassed, "I don't sell weapons for murder, I only sell art, which belongs to the art of the classical era."

　　 "It's not bad..." No wonder the stall of this "poet" is so deserted. In this era, who would risk coming to the black market to buy art?

　　 The poet didn't like Manda's strange eyes. He took back the puppet and said coldly: "If you don't want it, then forget it."

　　 "I want it, how much is it?"

　　 "Ten silver coins, it is worth the price."

　　 "I will give you ten more silver coins, and I want to buy your tools."

　　 "Tools?" The poet frowned, "What are you going to use for?"

　　 Manda smiled: "You should see that I am a person who knows art. I also want to create my own art. Sell it to me. If the money is not enough, I will add it."