Aermeng is a very ambitious man, but unlike gassac, he is not so publicity, and this remote city also makes him avoid a lot of sight.


    This also gave him enough time to study some knowledge. As a second-order believer, he knew many spells beyond rituals and skills, such as the contract he signed with Manda. Manda felt the gaze of the gods when he wrote his name and read the oath.


    After completing the contract, elmeng took Manda to the underground treasure room. Blackwater city was poor, but the LORD was very rich. He passed through three secret rooms full of gold and a room full of jewelry. Elmeng stopped in front of a wall.


    There are many dark spaces on this wall. Elmeng said to Manda, "you are lucky that few outsiders can come here except my family members. Every dark space here keeps this precious divine object,


    I have collected a lot of treasures, not because of greed, but to protect these gods. If thieves come here, they can take as much gold and jewelry as they want, but they must not touch these gods. This is the future of Blackwater city and elmeng family. "


    Aylmen''s honesty surprised Manda. Of course, I don''t know how much of his words are true.


    He opened a dark box and took a deep breath: "they will belong to you."


    They? Don''t you have only two manes?


    Aermeng opened the box, took out one of them and said, "this one belongs to Mrs. Ross. She is a warm person. This one belongs to miss hawson. The girl''s temperament is very different from her appearance. This one belongs to Mrs. attia. She really doesn''t match her husband..."


    "Which lady attia are you talking about?"


    AI Er shook his head fiercely and said, "we had an agreement. I can''t say her full name. I heard you''ve been to Tieshan town?"


    "I''m just asking, but I don''t care so much," Manda said, looking at the various colors of hair with distorted facial features. "I just want the mane of the flame horse, and the rest... Just keep it yourself."


    "But if you don''t cover it in the middle of these hairs, the smell of flame horse mane is easy to be exposed. You know the situation outside is a little dangerous."


    "I have other ways. Thank you for your kindness."


    Aimeng didn''t say any more. He took a fiery red horse mane in front of Manda. Just glanced at it, Manda was submerged by the tide of gold coins. From the perspective of value, it was absolutely a sacred thing.


    Elmeng packed the mane in a wooden box and gave it to Manda. They had dinner together in the castle.


    Drinking the wine sent by Manda, elmeng suddenly sighed: "this wine is very special. I seem to have drunk it somewhere."


    "This is the best grape that we have used and spent 20 years of painstaking efforts to brew. It is a rare treasure." Manda added the vintage of the wine again.


    "Twenty years?" Al said with a fierce smile, "are you twenty years old? What''s the name of the wine?"


    "This wine is called..." Manda hesitated for a moment and whispered, "this wine is called arrogant ox horn."


    AI Er Meng was stunned. He took another sip of the wine glass, pursed his lips, nodded and said, "I remember. This is his favorite wine. I drank it once, that stubborn old man, that arrogant old man."


    They were silent for a long time. Aylmen asked, "do you know him very well? What kind of person do you think he is?"


    "It''s not familiar. I think he''s a respectable person."


    "Can you think of his ending?"


    "It''s not completely unexpected," Manda ate a roast chicken and drank wine. "If a person wants to be an enemy of the world, it''s best not to let the world know."


    Al Meng sniffed his words and smiled: "if he is really a smart man, I have said so many things to you that you should not see. Do you know why I trust you so much?"


    Because I saved your life?


    When the words came to her mouth, Manda swallowed again. The business had been completed and the previous things were settled. It would always cause misunderstanding.


    Thinking for a moment, Manda said, "it may be the will of the gods."


    Elle nodded fiercely: "I believe it''s the will of the gods. The gods let me meet you, Lord Craig munchke, a upstart rising in Tieshan town. Some people say you are the illegitimate son of Lugang Claude. Others say you''ve been to the resentment haze valley. You''ve been appreciated by gaisak, but offended Sorens. After gaisak''s death, you were forced to flee to the seven star mountain,


    Seven Star Mountain is a deserted place where bandits are rampant. Who could have thought that there would be a hero in that place? His name is Roman Wilkins. He leveled all bandits and formulated new rules. Past businessmen will no longer be robbed and only need to pay 20% of taxes. When you arrive at seven star mountain, there will be a hero on seven star mountain. Do you think this is the will of the gods? "


    Manda used some divine power to control her expression.


    Just yesterday, at the same table, Manda was bewildered by the lofty ideal of breeding wild demons.


    Now, Manda sees what a local Lord should look like. He knows the root of Manda, but he disdains to make too much cover up.


    Aylmen poured a glass of wine for Manda: "you''re right. If you want to be an enemy to the world, it''s best not to let people all over the world know. I always thought no one would notice this wilderness, but now it seems that some smart people have turned their eyes here,


    Bishop bucken is a wise man. This wise man makes our life difficult. He sees me and you. We need help and care from each other, so I hope we can become friends. "


    Hearing this, Manda raised her glass and said, "we have made a good start."


    "Is it with Craig munchke or Roman Wilkins? This is a very important thing," elmeng looked very serious. "Roman Wilkins is a mountain thief. The friendship between the Lord and the mountain thief is doomed not to last long. Craig munchke is a Lord. A Lord should know how to manage his own territory, and the friendship between the Lords can last forever."


    ……


    Back to the Seven Star Mountain, Manda took the lead in calling the poet: "do you understand the map I left you?"


    "You call that a map? It''s just graffiti!" the poet took out more than 30 pieces of parchment and spliced them together:


    "During your absence, I have visited these seven mountains and helped you draw the cottage."


    There are more than ten shanzhais on Qixing mountain. These shanzhais are scattered and have no contact with each other. Manda wants to build a new Shanzhai on each mountain. There should be roads between the shanzhais. The poet has completed the design work, but the next project is not so simple.


    "Those old mountain strongholds are really unbearable. We can''t leave much material after dismantling them. We have to start with cutting down wood and draw out some people to collect earth and stone,


    You almost killed all the mountain bandits, leaving only more than 200 people. Plus our original slaves, there are about 300 people. Relying on these people alone, we can complete at most three mountain strongholds in a year. "


    Manda shook her head and said, "our slaves should be responsible for farming. The work of building the stronghold can only be handed over to the mountain bandits."


    "In this case, none of the three can be completed, and at most two can be completed. I really don''t understand. How can there be a mountain thief who grows his own land?"


    Manda smiled, "the mountain thief is Roman Wilkins. Lord munchke is a land lord. We have to learn to manage."


    The poet was surprised and said, "this sentence is very poetic, but isn''t it all you?"


    "I''m Manda. I want to rob and manage. It''s said that Kunta trained a believer of the harvest goddess and asked him to take his hands and follow me around the mountain to find some land that can be reclaimed."


    "It''s only January now. Don''t be so anxious."


    "Now there is nothing on the mountain except forest and weeds. Do you think I can take it easy?"


    ……


    The new believer of harvest goddess is named paviu. He is a quiet young man. Manda asked him to take ten slaves with him. Unexpectedly, he took Jenkins, the divine Punisher.


    Jenkins wanted to return to his hometown to reunite with his mother, but he was worried that his relationship with Lord munchke would affect his family, so he stayed with Manda for the time being.


    No one expected that this honest young man did a terrible thing while Manda was away.


    Kunta looked at Jenkins fiercely and said, "can you imagine that he turned noronson into a divine punishment warrior? He dared to do such a thing on our territory! He should be executed immediately!"


    Noronson? The captured young Punisher?


    Manda looked at Jenkins in amazement and asked, "how did you do it?"


    "Deacon salif taught me. Noronson is a gifted man. Deacon salif told me that it is my duty to make gifted people become divine punishment warriors."


    Manda was stunned for a moment and suddenly burst out laughing: "has he become a first-class warrior?"


    Jenkins nodded.


    "Where is he now?"


    Kunta said, "I''m locked up in a dungeon until you get angry."


    Manda said with a smile, "let him out and invite them to eat something good."