At dusk, Cheldan returned to the residence, ate half a roast chicken, drank a can of ale, and slowly calmed down from his nervousness.

Manda smiled and said, "Didn't you say no one can see through your disguise? Why are you scared like this?"

"I have great confidence in myself, but I really don't want to take the risk. It's too unwise to do it. Unwise actions will be disgusted by the gods!"

Although there were many complaints, Cheldan still completed the task. He wandered around the east of the city all day. In the morning, he saw the butler of the Foreign Minister go to the dusk tavern first and then to the sheriff Stanton's residence. In the afternoon, he saw Stanton himself and Mirada go to the Grand Inspector's residence.

It is obvious that Stanton was under pressure from two senior officials. In addition, Cheldan also noticed something. Stanton posted a notice in front of the door of the official residence that he was recruiting craftsmen, which meant that he would invest in the rebuilding of the dusk tavern.

"My friend needs my help." Manda pondered for a moment, asked Chuyith to change clothes and go to the east of the city to monitor the dusk tavern, and asked Cheldan to go outside the city to help him find a road to Mount Begmia.

"Begmia Mountain? Why do you want to go there? Do you have a territory there? I remember your territory is in Qixing Mountain, Qixing Mountain is in the southwest, and Baigmia Mountain is in the east..."

"Why do you have so many questions?" Manda said angrily, "I told you not to guess my thoughts! This road must be hidden, and you can walk and carriages. There should be no too many bandits on the road."

"This is really difficult. If there was such a path, I would have transported gold coins long ago."

Manda smiled and said, "It is because of the difficulty that you are asked to do it. Now you are no longer alone, so you don't have to care about a small number of bandits."

Three days later, Manda took Guatel to the east of the city and met Stanton, who was supervising the worker in the dusk tavern.

This is not what the sheriff should do, it shows how much pressure Stanton is under.

One-third of the tavern was burned down at dusk. According to Manda's judgment, it would take at least three months to complete the repair, but Stanton said that one month was enough.

"This is the capital, and there are the best craftsmen here. If I can't finish the work within a month, I will peel them off!"

"I also have a good craftsman in my hand. I asked him to come here to help and follow the craftsmen in the royal capital to gain a lot of experience."

Guatel went to the construction site, chatted with a craftsman for a few words, and stirred up the clay with him.

Stanton sighed and said, "I'm very happy that you can come and help, but what I lack is not a craftsman."

Manda took out the purse and stuffed it into Stanton's hand: "Don't dislike it if you have a little intention."

"I don't lack money..." After refusing for a few words, Stanton still put his wallet in his arms.

"You told me before that the general would say a few good things for me, and I don't know about this..."

"The General has said a lot of good things to you. Chengnan has had something similar to it before, causing the General's nephew to lose his official position, but the king has not pursued your fault. Don't you understand the reason?"

"Things in the south of the city are different. Some nobles died and taxes were lost. The house of the Minister of State was burned. This matter in the east of the city is not worth mentioning at all compared to the south of the city."

Manda smiled: "Since it's not worth mentioning, you have nothing to worry about."

"You still don't understand, so I'll just say it. The Minister of Foreign Affairs and the Grand Inspector asked me to recover his gold coins. If I can't recover it, I will ask me to compensate them for their losses. Each of them lost more than 10,000 gold coins. How could I get so much money?"

Manda almost cursed, what a group of shameless people, Manda only stole more than 10,000 gold coins in total, but it doubled in their mouths.

"I'll give you a suggestion, don't pay attention to them. It's a perfect end to help the Foreign Minister repair the tavern. If they don't accept it, let them go to the king to argue!"

Stanton smiled bitterly and said, "Are you joking? What am I supposed to be in front of them?"

Manda also smiled: "What are they in front of the general?"

"The General won't offend them because of me."

"It depends on your relationship with the general. If you are his loyal subordinate, he will naturally protect you."

Stanton was shocked, took Manda to a place where no one was there, and whispered: "You may have misunderstood what I mean. I don't want to surrender to the general, I just want to be the general's friend and have a good friend."

Manda shrugged, "I am very fortunate, as we are, I'm afraid we are not qualified to be the general's friend."

"You know there is some conflict between him and the God-Punishment Church. If I surrender to him, I will become the enemy of the God-Punishment."

Looking at Stanton's nervous look, Manda leaned into his ear and said, "Are you afraid of the God-Punisher?"

"Who isn't afraid?"

"Are you afraid of the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the Grand Inspector?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

"Which one are you more afraid of?"

Stanton didn't know how to answer, Manda shook her head and said, "If you're afraid of everything, I don't think anyone can help you."

Manda left the east of the city and left Guatel alone in the dusk tavern. That night, he brought a craftsman in his twenties over here.

"His name is Saudi Arabia, he is a good craftsman."

Having gained Guatel's recognition proved that this craftsman is really good. Manda straightforwardly asked directly: "What is your price?"

Mushati was stunned and lowered his head and said, "Sir, I am one of the best blacksmiths in the capital. I want fifty copper coins every day."

“It’s really not cheap.”

The young man bit his lip and raised his chest and said, "Sir, I think I'm worth the price."

"Fifty copper coins a day, all year round, every day, you can almost earn two gold coins."

The young man nodded confidently.

"I'll give you twenty gold coins, but would you like to go to a far place?"

Stanton was frightened. He didn't know what twenty gold coins looked like. Unless he worked hard for ten years and did not eat or drink, he could save so much money. But he had a wife and three children, and he could save at most a dozen silver coins a year.

He felt that Manda was a liar and no one would spend so much money to hire a craftsman.

Unexpectedly, Manda counted twenty gold coins in front of him and stuffed them into his hands.

"Take it, if you want, set off in three days. If you don't want to, return the gold coins to me at this time tomorrow. If you are greedy and want to escape with the gold coins, I will bring your head back within two days. If you tell others about this, I will cut your tongue and let you eat it."

...

Back at the residence, the tired Stanton lay on the bed. When he recalled Manda's words, he felt a little moved, but soon gave up the idea.

A few months ago, the west of the city was filled with stolen racks, and the entire capital was shrouded in the disgusting smoke.

No matter what, we can't offend the God-Punisher. They are so scary. Let's drag on the things we have now, and we can always think of a solution...

Sleeping in a daze until dawn, Stanton was woken up by his law enforcement officer.

"Sir, the Grand Inspector has sent someone to him and he asks you to his mansion."

Stanton rubbed his forehead, clenched his fists, put on his robe, and got on the carriage.

The Grand Inspector Yevgen was having breakfast. When he saw Stanton enter the door, he didn't even give him a seat, so he made Stanton stand at the dining table in embarrassment.

After eating the last piece of bread, Yefugen wiped his mouth and said, "Have the bandit found it?"

Stanton lowered his head and said, "I'm still looking for it, sir."

"When are you going to find?"

"I did my best, sir."

Yefugen pinched his chin and gently tapped the edge of the table with his hands, pondering for a moment: "Resign from his position as sheriff, you are not worthy."

"Sir, I..." Stanton's head buzzed, but Yevgen didn't want to give him a chance to speak.

"No need to defend yourself. Even if you don't want to, I will suggest that the king remove you from your position. You are stupid, even stupider than your father. The stupidest thing your father does is to win this official position for you. He is harming you because you are really unworthy.

I will give you three days, and within three days I will see a hundred gold coins, otherwise you will disappear from the king's capital immediately and return to your father's fiefdom!"
Chapter completed!