"My Lord! Are you all right?" kejero looked at Manda with concern.


    "I''m fine, very good," Manda said with a tired smile. "I''m a little tired. Take a rest first. You also have a rest in the guest room. We''ll talk tomorrow. Especially you, Julian, you must stay a few more days. An old friend wants to see you very much."


    Manda wants to be natural, but his physical coordination is not much better than that balance girl.


    On the way back to the bedroom, Manda had been comforting herself: "hallucinations are hallucinations. Kejero must have deceived me with hallucinations."


    "The eighth order believers of Hermes can do magic, which is very reasonable."


    "Even if he can''t, he can steal it. I''ve also stolen magic. It''s easy to use."


    While murmuring to herself, Manda succeeded in persuading himself. His divine power was exhausted. He got into the blanket and fell asleep.


    From the afternoon until midnight, Manda, who woke up from thirst, filled her stomach with cold water and silently thought about her plans for the next step.


    First of all, we should establish a major premise. Everything heard through the spell is an illusion created by kejero. If this major premise is not established, all logic will collapse.


    Kejero''s magic can be transmitted through spells, which means that he can use spells to transmit skills, not only magic, but also other killing skills.


    In other words, Manda''s spell was stained with kejero''s blood, but Manda herself was fatally threatened by kejero.


    This means that kejero has countless ways to kill Manda, and Manda has no ability to resist. Manda must stay away from such an opponent.


    It''s good to buy grain from him. It doesn''t matter if he doesn''t sell it. The autumn harvest is coming. At least he can support it for a period of time. When he really has no food to eat, he can think of a way.


    "The most important thing now is to send him away as soon as possible. I bought all the things he brought. He can sell everything he wants to sell here. We are businessmen. We are reasonable. I treat him so sincerely, and he has no reason to turn his face on me..."


    Manda used a series of optimistic inferences to make himself forget his troubles temporarily. He went to the kitchen and took a can of bacon and a can of wine. After eating and drinking, he had a new idea.


    "Find holna. The great prophet told me that she could be pregnant tonight." Manda was about to go out of the room when he saw the Oracle ring light up.


    After setting up the altar and seeing God pan appear in front of her, Manda kept reminding herself: don''t think about it, don''t talk about it, the world is so beautiful


    Pan Shen smiled and said, "I have good news for you. Our father is no longer in charge of order."


    Pan wanted to frighten Manda, but Manda looked up and said, "he will become the Lord of the gods, right?"


    Pan Shen was surprised: "how do you know?"


    Manda''s spirit is in a trance. It seems that the world is not so beautiful.


    "Guess, just guess," Manda asked with a dry smile. "Does beauty want to be after the day?"


    Pan Shen nodded and said, "this is a headache for my father. I want to share some troubles for him, but he refused!"


    "Does the goddess of wisdom also have ideas about the Queen''s seat?"


    "How do you even know this?" Pan Shen suspected that Manda had been to Olympia.


    Manda explained: "before, in your temple, Athena and I fought for three days and nights. The battle was very fierce. When I think of this, I want to cry..."


    While talking, Manda really shed tears.


    Collapse, all logic has collapsed, and the inner pain has exceeded the limit he can hide.


    Manda wiped her tears and sobbed: "in that battle, Athena expressed her deep love for her father. I believe, believe, he is sincere..."


    While talking, Manda was crying.


    "Is it so moving?" Pan Shen sighed. "It turns out that they have such deep feelings between them. No wonder my father finally forgives Athena, but I''m afraid it''s wrong to marry him as a queen, but it''s not our turn to worry about it. My father is about to ascend the throne. Do you think what kind of gift should I give him?"


    "Gift? The gift is easy to say. How about the nocturnal stone? I found a very good nocturnal stone, which can turn around and see paintings..."


    Pan Shen sneered: "night bright stone? Can you take that kind of mundane thing?"


    "Yemingshi is really vulgar," Manda sniffed. "Give me the money. I''ll give him the money. He can buy whatever he wants."


    "What''s the matter with you?" Pan Shen couldn''t understand Manda''s situation. He seemed a little crazy, which was very similar to Hermes''s crazy appearance.


    "I''m fine. I''m just so happy." Manda forced herself to stop her tears.


    "You should know what your father wants most. He asked you to inquire about the double snake staff. Do you have any eyebrows?"


    "Double snake staff? Well, it''s not double snake staff!" anyway, he stole it himself. He can play whatever he wants.


    Pan Shen hooked Manda''s chin: "didn''t you wake up? Did I just ask you about the news of a pair of snake sticks?"


    "Yes!" Manda replied very simply, "the leader of the Priory is in my house now. Unfortunately, I am not his opponent."


    "Really?" Pan Shen said with a surprised look on his face, "why don''t I meet him!"


    "OK!" Manda smiled. Go and see who can kill who!


    Manda told her the location of the guest room. Pan Shen said excitedly, "wait here. I''ll explore the reality first."


    When pan Shen went, Manda was a little worried. Would it be a little embarrassing for their father and son to meet here?


    Embarrassment is embarrassment. I''m going to kill you. You should be embarrassed.


    Manda waited to see pan Shen''s expression. Pan Shen came back soon with confusion on his face. Looking at Manda, he said, "shouldn''t!"


    Manda nodded and said with a smile, "Hey, you don''t think so?"


    "You shouldn''t read it wrong?"


    "It''s not my fault. I dare not think about that."


    "Do you still need to think about it? It''s obviously a blind duck."


    "Blind duck?" said Manda in amazement. "Have you looked carefully?"


    "How careful is it? I''ve seen this Qin Gus businessman. He''s a blind duck!"


    Manda looked at Pan Shen with doubts on her face: "is it because his position is too high that you can''t see through his identity?"


    "Joke, I am a seventh order God. How high can I avoid my eyes?"


    "What if the other party is a God?" Manda didn''t want to hide any more. If he didn''t tell the truth, his spirit would soon collapse.


    "What happened?" Pan felt that Manda was very disappointed today, which ruined his good mood.


    Manda took out a crystal: "when fighting with the son of heaven, I got some of his blood. Only this, I should have taken it out earlier, but I didn''t dare to take it out. I think the blood is very unusual and I feel very afraid."


    "What are you afraid of? You are the child of the Lord of the gods. How can you be so timid?" Pan Shen took the crystal, opened the seal and smelled the blood.


    Only a little smile solidified on his face. Pan Shen''s hand shook unconsciously, and the crystal almost fell to the ground.


    "It''s really terrible, too, too terrible..." Pan Shen took a deep breath and looked at the bedroom door. "This, this is the merchant''s blood?"


    "It may or may not be his, but I''m sure it belongs to the son of heaven."


    "Escape, escape..." Pan Shen''s spirit was also in a trance. He wanted Manda to escape from the king''s capital immediately, but he randomly overturned his idea, "no, you can''t escape, you can''t escape, no matter where you escape, he can find you, you, what should you do..."


    Pan Shen was incoherent.


    Manda said slowly, "I''d better not do anything. Just think I don''t know anything. What do you think?"


    "I think it''s good. Don''t do anything. Wait for my news," Pan Shen looked at Manda and tried to keep his voice down. "Can you do it without leaving any flaws?"


    "I can''t hold on for long," Manda shook her head. "Who can deceive him, real God or mortal?"


    "I believe this is not him, at least not his original intention," Pan slowly disappeared on the altar. "Wait for my news, hold on, and don''t reveal any flaws."