Lord Pedros arrived late at night and stopped the angry Baron Claudesey in time.

That's right, it just looks angry. Claudesey is not smart, but not that stupid. Thirty guards and three knights were defeated by Manda. Now he has to take more than a dozen guards to Manda's manor, which is no different from dying.

In order to preserve his face, Claudesey and the old Lord had a few arguments. After pretending to be persuaded, he returned to the bedroom, drank a can of wine crazily, and then smashed the can to pieces.

Atiya was not stupid either. She knew that her man was really angry, so she naturally didn't dare to make a fuss. She didn't even have the courage to ask more questions, put on a piece of clothing and quietly left the room.

Soon after, the old Lord walked in and heard Claudesey roar, "What the hell happened, what the hell happened to the slave's cub?"

"Until now, we still know nothing about him. We really don't know whether to blame you or laugh at myself," said the old Lord, "I talked to those soldiers. They met robbers in the forest. The gentleman saw an elder two pairs of strange men with transparent wings, able to spit out something like spider silk, trapping our caravan in place.

There is also a flying woman who can make terrible screams, making our soldiers unable to stand firm and unable to take weapons.

Next, more than a dozen teenagers rushed out. They all wore masks and sharp short swords and began to kill wildly. Their short swords could even cut off the knight's rifle.

In the end, all the living people were smashed off their left leg with a hammer by the weird guy who could spin.

This is the nightmare they experienced, and I think we should be able to infer the identities of those people.”

The Baron thought for a moment and said, "These are all demons from the valley of resentment. They are believers of the demon god."

"It's right," the Lord nodded, "There are believers around to protect him, which proves that the little guy is still a person who resents the Haze Valley, and his status in the Valley is not low. How do you plan to deal with him?"

The baron stood up and said, "I will tell the God of Punishers about this, and let them capture these heretics and burn them to death."

The Lord looked at Claudesey in surprise: "Are you serious?"

"What should I be afraid of? At most, I just offended the Hanya Valley. I heard that the Count is dead, and the contract between our family and Hanya Valley should be over."

The Lord felt a faint pain in his chest again, and he was more and more able to understand why his grandchildren and granddaughter became like this. Their parents have been interpreting the definition of stupidity with practical actions.

"Not to mention the valley of resentment, you actually want to ask the God-Punisher for help, nor do you think about why the God-Punisher would help you?"

"I have never owed their taxes, and I have given them some donations..."

"You are so generous!" said the old Lord angrily, "Vissac is about to fight to Tieshan Town. All the Divine Punishers are hiding in the church and ready to escape at any time. They are talking about taxes and donations. Do you think they are all outlaws? They will work hard for you for a few money?"

Claudesay could not say a word that was criticized. In his impression, the God-Punisher is always the natural enemy of the ancient god believers. As long as the God-Punisher takes action, even the legendary count can only hide in the mist of the valley and tremble.

He also heard of the war launched by Viscount Gaisak, but his thinking could not keep up with the changes in the situation.

"What else can we do? Let that little beast slaughter?"

The Lord pinched his chin and shook his head and said, "I will send messages to my friends in Blue Bay to send salt and make a deal when they get to the town. They also have powerful believers of the ancient gods. I believe that Manda dare not fight with them."

"But we will lose a lot of benefits, and those salters will have to double the price."

"More than twice, maybe twice or even triple, no one wants to take risks for business," the old Lord rubbed his eyebrows, "We have no choice. Now is not the time to feel sorry for money. If we can't buy salt in September, we will throw away this business."

...

In the manor, Manda was taking the Leo, Worm and a dozen young men who participated in the war to drink celebration wine. These dozen young men were the second group of reliable soldiers developed by Toka. Quinta and the "Poet" were well taught. Guatel built first-class weapons for them and was also credited with a lot of credit. Unfortunately, Toka had just completed the promotion and was still recuperating in bed and could not participate in this battle.

Manda raised her glass and shouted loudly: "This glass is toast the young warriors."

Everyone raised their wine glasses, and a young man suddenly shouted: "Please allow me to dedicate this wine to the great Hermes, thank him for giving my humble life precious value!"

The boys responded one after another and recited Hermes' prayer loudly. Manda recited it with them, and felt aroused whenever he recited it.

The Leo woman sitting next to her was the only lonely person at the banquet. She didn't want to pray to Hermes or talk to anyone.

After drinking two glasses of wine, she was about to leave, but was stopped by Manda and said, "Let me have another drink. I should thank you. You are an excellent general who led them to win this battle."

The Leo woman looked at the boy in the carnival and sneered: "What is the difference between what you do and the count?"

Manda looked at the Leo with a solemn smile and said slowly: "Around me, they will eventually become heroes, and under the Count, you and I can only become slaves."

The Leo woman blinked, and couldn't think of how to refute Manda, so she picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

That night, the drunk Manda soon fell asleep, but woke up at dawn with a smile.

After waking up, Manda still laughed constantly, as if she had become possessed by evil spirits, her face turned red, her belly cramps, and her hands and feet were shaking. Until she fell off the bed, she still rolled around and laughed non-stop.

Yudora, who was sleeping next door, rushed into the room and helped Manda lying on the ground up and said, "What are you laughing at? What happened? Someone poisoned you?"

Manda took a deep breath, held back her smile and said, "The experience bar is full."

Yudora said with a puzzled look: "What is an experience bar?"

"The reward given to me by the gods!"

“What reward?”

"That's my merit!"

"What kind of merit?"

"I'm going to advance!" After saying that, Manda began to laugh again.

Proficient skills are the slowest way to practice. After reaching the second level, Manda experienced countless times of sacrificing her life, and the progress bar only grew to about 30%.

Obtaining merits is the best way to practice. Manda developed nearly twenty believers for Hermes. The experience bar changes at a visible speed every night. Just tonight, the second-level experience bar grows to the end.
Chapter completed!