When Stanley said "your father", Manda thought he was joking.

But he soon understood what Stanley meant. In Niujiao Town, his official identity with worm was father and son.

Worm was caught and Stanley wasn\'t kidding.

"I know you are not real father and son, but just companions working together for the count. I guess you don\'t care too much about Mr. Ramses\'s life and death. I can see that you are not a person who attaches too much importance to feelings."

Manda held her chin in silence.

Stanley then said, "in two days, the divine Punisher will execute the captured ancient god believers here. Mr. Ramsey will certainly be one of them. Tomorrow night, I will take the soldiers to attack the dungeon, not only for Mr. Ramsey, not only for the ancient god believers, but also for the dignity of the count. I can\'t let the divine Punisher do whatever he wants here."

Seeing that Manda still didn\'t speak, Stanley got up and said, "if I can bring Mr. Ramses back, remember to ask him to send me two barrels of good wine. If I die, please sprinkle those two barrels of wine in front of my tombstone..."

"Did you say so much just to sensationalize?" Manda looked up at Stanley.

Stanley was stunned: "what is sensational?"

"Be direct and tell me what to do."

Stanley smiled when he saw Manda\'s eyes. He saw Manda\'s rare sincerity.

"Remember how we dealt with Kampala?"

Manda thought for a moment and said, "careful deployment, detailed tactics and proper aftermath disposal."

"These are not the point," Stanley said mysteriously. "The point is that we have a very good bait that can not only hook the enemy, but also run very fast."

Manda smiled modestly, understood her value and positioning in tactics, and took Stanley to the warehouse to deduce the war situation.

Stanley is an excellent general. He not only has clear ideas, but also can accurately judge the enemy\'s intentions.

"First of all, the dungeon is a bait to lure me into the bait. They calculate that I will go, so they will arrange a lot of traps there. What you need to do is trigger all the traps and attract the enemy\'s attention to you."

Manda nodded and said approvingly, "what\'s the difference between this and death?"

"The difference is that you don\'t need to save people, you just need to run for your life, and you can run without scruples. I can control six corpses in total. I\'ll give you four of them. You\'re a smart man, which gives you four more lives. You should know how to use them."

"Four lives depends on what kind of opponent you encounter."

"That\'s a good question," Stanley nodded in agreement. "As far as I know, there are three third-order divine punishment warriors in Niujiao Town, named Brasi, janissa and Hannes. Your task is to lead them away. I don\'t pay attention to other minions."

Three, three, easy for you to say.

Manda covered her face with her hand and said, "do you think they pay attention to me?"

"You won\'t be regarded as a minion. I\'ll make you look like an enigmatic big man. You take my corpse and some food to the dungeon door and ask to visit the prisoners. The punisher will certainly refuse you. If you want to cause conflict and make things big, you\'d better attract the onlookers of civilians,

When the divine Punisher is ready to attack you, I will use my skills to make the dungeon fall into absolute darkness. You can kill the divine Punisher in the darkness as much as possible, and then run around the dungeon, and then you can run for your life.

Remember one thing. The third-order skill of the divine punishment warrior is the holy light. Once you meet the other party and use the holy light, don\'t dodge or parry. You don\'t have such ability, my living corpse will resist for you. "

Manda rubbed her forehead and felt that she was still dying: "let\'s talk about a practical problem first. You used the dark skill. Can\'t I see anything?"

Stanley said, "I will lend you a divine object so that your eyes can adapt to the darkness of the underworld."

"There\'s another question. What about the red haired Sergeant? I remember you said he was very strong."

"You mean Ryan Pigou?" Stanley nodded. "He\'s really strong. If he was there, we wouldn\'t have any chance of winning.

But as far as I know, he is ill. He is very ill and can\'t walk. I have been sending someone to spy on him. If he suddenly recovers, I will give up the action immediately. We are not weak, but we are not stupid. "

Having finished the tactics, Stanley didn\'t dare to stay for a long time. He became intimate with Lulian for a short time and was ready to leave the tavern. When he left, he told Manda: "try hard to escape to the tavern. No matter whether things succeed or fail, those animals will never dare to come near here. At least LAN Pigou has heard of Millo\'s reputation. If Mr. Ramses and I can\'t come back alive, remember to sprinkle red wine on our tombstone."

After seeing Stanley off, Manda sat in the warehouse, lost in thought alone.

Playing with fire in front of three levels, he knows how likely he is to survive. Manda really can\'t find a reason to convince herself to fight for others\' lives.

Thinking until the evening, the sound of the iron broke Manda\'s mind. It seemed that guatel was working hard.

No, I forgot to watch him. He won\'t swallow the God blood stone!

Manda rushed to the kiln and saw guatel staring at the iron cup in his hand.

"What are you doing with it?" Manda asked nervously. "Do you want to drink water? Did you eat anything unclean?"

Guatel didn\'t answer and asked, "do you feel the particularity of this thing? This is the cup I just made."

Manda said blankly, "what\'s the difference between this and the previous cup?"

"You really don\'t feel it?" guatel picked up the wine can, reached a full glass of wine and said to Manda, "guess what this wine will become?"

Manda was stunned and carefully smelled the smell: "will it become poison? It\'s really a weapon."

Guatel shook his head and said mysteriously on his face, "it will turn into water. Although clean water is still red, it is indeed water. The woman\'s method is very effective. I ground the stone and put it into molten iron to make this cup. It can turn wine into water. How magical it is!"

Guatel burst into laughter, and Manda followed, laughing for a while, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Is worm good to you?" asked Manda.

"He\'s a good man," guatel nodded. "He never thinks I eat too much."

"This good man was caught in the dungeon, dungeon, you\'ve been there! You know where it is! I want to save him. I need weapons, weapons, you know? Something that can kill!"

"You don\'t like this cup?" guatel looked at Manda disappointed.

"Who would like to turn wine into a cup of water? Is water more expensive than wine?" Manda turned and left. Guatel held his mouth, wiped his nose, put the cup aside, picked up a meat cutter and threw it into the kiln.

The next day, guatel sat by Manda\'s bed, stretching his neck and waiting for Manda to open his eyes.

Manda resisted the urge to kick him and pointed to the door and said, "look for food and go to the kitchen!"

Guatel took out a spindle with two sharp ends and a round stomach, handed it to Manda and said, "I don\'t know what a killing weapon is, but this may save the good man."