Casting spells

Undoubtedly, Moloya Hightower didn't know what the man in front of her who could decide her life and death was thinking, but in order to fight for the last chance to survive, she chose to cooperate without thinking.

When the closed gate of the towering tower was opened again, the woman appeared at the entrance holding Zhang Cheng's arm, and ordered all the soldiers and knights loyal to the Hightower family to put down their weapons and welcome the reinforcements from Liangshui City.

The soldier felt that the two families might have reached some kind of secret agreement, so he subconsciously relaxed his vigilance, completely unaware that this was the beginning of a massacre.

Before they could realize what happened, Blanco, who got the hint, immediately winked at his subordinates, and then led hundreds of people to swarm up, knocking down the unsuspecting soldiers and knights to the ground. In a matter of minutes, the opponent was slaughtered.

As expected, the process was quick and efficient, with little respectable resistance encountered.

After the last unlucky guy was pierced by more than a dozen sharp spears, the old mercenary took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his face, stepped forward and said with a smile: "My lord, it's all done, I promise not A living."

Seeing that it was a soldier who was stabbing at the corpse, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! How is the school city going? Those self-righteous bachelors didn't cause any trouble, right?"

"Hey! As you expected, at the beginning there was a group of guys trying to prevent us from entering the academy city, but after killing a few leaders, they immediately acted like castrated male dogs, and no longer dared to do anything. A rebellious move. Right now, including the grand maester, everything is under our control, as long as you nod..."

Speaking of this, Blanco showed a bloodthirsty and cruel expression on his face, and then made a very subtle gesture.

"Hmph! Then what are you waiting for, let's do it. Remember, no one is allowed to damage the library. I will check in person later to see if there are any materials I need." Zhang Cheng coldly gave the order to kill.

He doesn't care about the serious consequences of destroying the only professional institution in Westeros that records history and studies various natural sciences. Anyway, the ironmen will be responsible for the scapegoat in the end.

You must know that there are few civilians who can enter the academy to learn knowledge, and most of them are noble children without inheritance rights. Once the news of the massacre in the academy is spread, the aristocracy will definitely be shocked, and even send a large number of spies to investigate the matter the truth.

Fortunately, the Seven Great Kingdoms have just ended a fierce battle for the throne. Whether it is the winning family or the defeated family, they are doing everything possible to restore their strength. With the death of Tywin Lannister under the curtain, no one will be able to focus on the massacred Citadel then.

In fact, although Zhang Cheng's behavior may appear very bold at times, he has carefully thought about everything secretly to ensure that he has the ability to withstand the ensuing changes.

Of course, Blanco, who lacked political experience, never realized the political impact brought about by the destruction of the Academy City. About half an hour later, the painful wailing followed the sultry sea breeze.

Listening to those familiar voices screaming continuously, Moluoya began to tremble involuntarily, and at the same time lowered her voice and asked, "Aren't you afraid that someone will expose you one day if you do this?"

"Afraid? Do you think I will be afraid of a group of weak people who bow their heads and surrender in the face of three dragons? No, my dear, the power of the nobles is far less powerful than you imagined. Their survival has nothing to do with their strength. It is because there is no one. I can find an alternative. As long as I have 15 to [-] years to cultivate a group of qualified management personnel, I can not only kill all the nobles, but also establish a more efficient ruling system." Zhang Cheng sneered , not concealing his contempt for the primitive aristocratic feudal system at all.

The history of the earth has proved that a feudal country is as fragile as a piece of paper in front of a centralized country, and both resource integration and population mobilization are far behind.

"So... you also want to get the Iron Throne?" Moloya cautiously continued to probe.

"On the contrary, I have no interest in the Iron Throne at all, and I have no time to build an empire from scratch. If you want to ask why I want to destroy the Academy City and the Hightower family, the answer is simple, you blocked me The way to pursue magical knowledge. Well, I don’t have time to chat with you, please continue to show your value, let those who are still stubborn in the corners of the city put down their weapons and surrender immediately, and write a letter to your married sister by the way, I I don’t want anyone to slip through the net.” After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng gave the other party a meaningful glance.

"As long as this is done, you will let me live, right?" Moroya forced herself to puff her chest out, trying to get an accurate promise.

But Zhang Cheng responded with a half-smile: "Sorry, I can only guarantee you a chance to survive. As for whether you can really survive, it depends on your own efforts. After all, a A slave who knows a little bit about alchemy is more valuable."

The voice just fell!

Beth Tarot ran over from a distance angrily, her eyes gleamed with hatred, and she was holding a blood-stained sword in her hand.

"Ah, here comes my nemesis. I sincerely hope you have practiced swordsmanship in addition to your magic knowledge, or I guarantee she will be more than happy to break your limbs, followed by dozens of old and ugly Tramp fucks you until you have a total mental breakdown. Oh yes, one last word of warning, grab a handful..."

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, Beth rushed forward and aimed at Mo Luoya's wrist and stabbed fiercely.

You don't need to ask to know that she doesn't intend to directly kill to vent her anger, but to torture and humiliate the enemy first, and take revenge ten times and a hundred times the pain she has endured in these years.

"Damn it!" Moroya cursed while dodging hastily, gnashing her teeth. She couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to kill her, so she had to pick up a relatively light dagger to block and parry.

Compared with Bess, who has experienced real killings, although she knows a little noble swordsmanship, she is no match at all. In just a few rounds, the long skirt on her body was cut several times, and her white thighs and back were completely exposed. In the air, many rude soldiers around cheered loudly.

As for Zhang Cheng, he retreated to the side, admiring the fight between the two women with great interest, and had no intention of stepping forward to stop or interfere...

Chapter 2 Eleven: The War Between Women

"Moroya Hightower! Do you remember ordering the execution of a businessman six years ago?" Beth skillfully swung the dagger, grinning grimly, and cut a gash on the opponent's fair thigh.

Although the battle had only started for a few minutes, she had already caused the enemy to suffer a lot. Not only was her skirt scratched to pieces, her skin was covered with several wounds of various sizes, and her clothes were even stained red with blood.

But Moroya didn't cry like most women, or was in a hurry.

On the contrary, instead of showing the slightest weakness, she barely protected her vitals with her clumsy swordsmanship, then took advantage of the moment no one was paying attention, and quietly took out a small bottle filled with gray powder from her sleeve, With a mocking face, he mocked, "I'm sorry, if you mean that I killed your relative or lover, I can only answer that he is too insignificant and not worth remembering at all."

"Very good! Let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut!" Enraged, Beth swung her long sword, slammed the dagger into the air, and stabbed straight at the opponent's chest, as if intending to destroy the soft, plump pair. The mountains that make men's blood boil.

Seeing the sharp blade stabbing at herself, Moloya first backed away in horror, then raised the corner of her mouth suddenly, and slammed the gray powder into the air.

Before Beth could react to what was going on, she found that her whole body began to flicker with strange light.

next second...

Click!

Click, click, click!

I saw that the armor she was wearing and the weapon in her hand began to crack. In less than a minute, they quickly rusted and aged, and finally turned into a mass of brown iron filings. And the shoes and socks were all shattered into countless pieces and drifted away in the wind.

Such a strange scene, not to mention ordinary soldiers who have never seen anything in the world, even Zhang Cheng himself couldn't help but widen his eyes, trying to figure out what the powder in the bottle was.

Due to the shocking relationship, no one noticed that Beth was completely naked at the moment, relying on both hands to cover the important parts, and no one appreciated her seductive body curves.

"Hmph! Idiot! How do you feel now? Oh, yes, a woman like you who has been in the black market in taverns probably has no idea how many sailors and drunks exuding stench have slept with. Naturally, I don't care about hundreds of them. The man watches your naked body." While provoking her opponent with sharp words, Moroya picked up the dagger that fell beside her, planning to finish the final blow at the right time.

But unfortunately, she obviously underestimated the resilience of a woman who has lived in an environment of intrigue for a long time.

After calming down, Beth quickly arched her back, rushed forward with lightning speed, and hit her fragile chin with her head.

boom!

"what!!!!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Moroya lost her balance in an instant, and fell to the ground covering her bleeding mouth, most likely biting her tongue.

"Hahahaha! Self-righteous nobleman! Next, I will let you understand what a heavy price you will pay for despising me!" Beth, who succeeded in one blow, laughed wildly and rushed forward, raising her fist and hitting.

After being punched several times, Moroya quickly recovered and used her sharp nails and teeth to fight back.

In the blink of an eye, the few clothes left on her body were torn off, and she wrestled with Beth completely.

These two women seem to be crazy, they don't care about their image and temperament at all, they just want to hurt their opponent a little more, whether it's in the heart or in the flesh.

Seeing that they were beating more and more fiercely, and they were more and more omnipotent, a middle-aged man about 40 years old sighed helplessly, stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Count, are you sure you don't need me to take care of you?" The two separated? If this continues, their pretty faces will be wasted."

Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment, then shook his head immediately: "No, it's not necessary, let them beat until they have no strength. Besides, in my eyes, it doesn't make any difference whether it's a man or a woman, whether it's beautiful or ugly. What I value is their ability and value, not whether they can satisfy some special hobbies, understand? Remember, don't compare me with those idiots who only think with their lower body."

"Of course, my lord. I have never doubted your wisdom and self-control, but the problem is that too much restraint is not a good thing. Haven't you noticed that a small number of people have begun to suspect that you are not close?" Femininity is because I like men..." The middle-aged man reminded cautiously.

"Oh? Just because I haven't touched a woman in recent months?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He didn't expect at all that if he didn't find a woman, it would cause a series of gossip and questions.

The middle-aged man nodded seriously and explained: "Yes! You must know that you are the only one left in the entire Asprin family now, and no collateral blood relatives have the right to inherit, so you must have a few children as soon as possible. Only after the unexpected happens, the family can continue, and those of us who swear allegiance to you will not have to worry all day long. What's more, young people like you are usually at the age of seeking pleasure. But you are fine, How can I ignore the opposite sex for several months without arousing the suspicion of others."