Casting spells

"According to what you mean... I need to prove that I like women?" Zhang Cheng had a dumbfounding expression on his face.

As a grown man, he never imagined that one day he would need to prove his biological orientation to others.

But if you think about it seriously, it's no wonder that the mercenaries who have been conferred are worried that if they don't touch women, they won't have offspring. Having no offspring means that the territory will be taken back after death, and their interests cannot be guaranteed.

In fact, under the primitive feudal system, for the aristocracy, there was nothing more important than increasing the number of offspring. Only when there were enough offspring could the usurpation of inheritance rights be avoided.

"That's right! If you don't mind, today is a good opportunity. According to my experience, finding a woman to vent after killing can help relieve emotions. You must have killed a lot of people just now..." After finishing, The eyes of the middle-aged man showed awe.

Although there was no blood on Zhang Cheng's body from the beginning to the end, he still smelled a strong breath of death with his keen sense of smell.

"Hehe, okay, go and pull the two of them apart, then take them to take a shower and change into clean clothes. When the banquet is held later, Moloya Hightower must be present." Zhang Cheng quickly ordered Order.

"As you wish, my lord." The middle-aged man put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

After he turned around, he immediately gestured to several long-awaited old friends, and the latter showed ecstatic expressions when they saw it.

Chapter 2 Twelve Private Talk

A few hours later, Zhang Cheng held a grand banquet in the name of Moroya Hightower in the lobby on the first floor of the Tower.

On the surface, he declared that it was to celebrate the rescue of the old town from the Iron Islands fleet, and at the same time reward the reinforcements who came from afar, but in fact, it was to divide up the benefits and take over the ruling power from the extinct Hightower family reasonably and legally .

The people who got the invitation letter were not only the nobles headed by the Hive City Viscount Warren Bisbury who took the initiative to join him, but also the big and famous businessmen in the city.

As for the so-called "Seven Gods" church originally supported by the Hightower family, it was left there without an invitation, nor did it know what happened, looking around for information like a headless chicken.

They didn't even know that they had just walked through the gate of hell not long ago.

According to the original plan, Zhang Cheng originally planned to uproot the power of the church and completely eliminate all the stubborn forces in Liangshui City and the old town.

However, considering that the belief system of the Seven Gods does not have any supernatural power, it is difficult to pose a threat to him who has powerful magical power.

In addition, suddenly eradicating it would cause unnecessary turmoil, so he finally decided to observe it for a while before speaking. Anyway, there are still opportunities to do it in the future.

When he was sitting in the main seat and silently observing the reactions of everyone present, Moroya, who was present at the side, suddenly approached and pointed to Beth who was drinking alone in a corner and asked, "Where is that woman?" Who is it? Why did she kill me?"

"Her?" Zhang Cheng took a sip of the sour wine with great interest, and explained meaningfully: "Her name is Beth Tarot, and she is the daughter of a free city merchant. According to her statement , It was you who publicly executed her father on the charge of smuggling and confiscated all her property, so in order to get revenge, she has been lurking in the black market in Old Town, actively engaging in various jobs that are not good for the Hightower family."

"A businessman from the Free City?" Moroya frowned and thought hard. For a few seconds, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes showed disbelief. "Vulture—Daria! Didn't expect his daughter to be alive!"

"Oh? You still remember?" Zhang Cheng raised his head in surprise.

Moloya smiled wryly and said with emotion: "How could it be forgotten! Vulture is the only one who can provide the Hightower family with all kinds of weird goods, from dragon eggs, Valyrian steel swords, to corpses, Slave, as long as you can afford the price, he can find a way to get it. But the problem is that he is too greedy, and the last transaction was deliberately swapped, trying to sell me a fake dragon egg, and I killed him in a rage found him, but did not find the real dragon egg."

"Greed is one of the deepest desires hidden in everyone's heart, especially businessmen, whose ultimate goal is to pursue more profits. You should be very clear about this. Because killing in anger is a stupid act, especially It is to kill a person who is of sufficient value to him." Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

He never shy away from killing, but he never kills out of anger. Most of the time, he just wants to have fun for a while, which often means paying a high price afterwards.

"You're right! I'm really stupid! What's even more stupid is that I didn't send anyone to hunt down and kill Dalia's only daughter." Mo Luoya rubbed the bruise on her face and laughed at herself angrily. .

Although the swelling ointment and a large amount of gouache had been applied, the "crazy girl" could still see the marks of being beaten on her face, especially the handprints on her neck were clearly visible, and she was almost strangled to death.

"Hehe, we are not gods, but mortals. Since we are mortals, we will inevitably make mistakes, which is fine. But the problem is, some people will learn from them immediately after making mistakes, and some people will never learn from them .Now tell me, do you belong to the former or the latter?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng put down his wine glass and admired the woman sitting next to him with great interest.

It has to be said that by the standards of Westeros, Moroya is definitely an out-and-out beauty. Although she is 33 years old this year, due to the use of certain alchemy drugs, her apparent age Up to 27, coupled with a mature and intellectual temperament, it gives people a different kind of stimulation.

Mo Luoya is not an idiot, the difference in acuity has reached the change of the other party's gaze, she puffed out her plump and attractive chest, and asked with a light smile: "Why, are you suddenly interested in me?"

Zhang Cheng shook his head noncommittally: "Maybe, maybe not, who knows. My desire for the opposite sex is not as strong as most men, but the vassals hope that I can prove myself, at least let them confirm their allegiance The lords of the world are fond of women."

"Then what are you waiting for! Let's go upstairs to the bedroom! It just so happens that I also want to have an "in-depth" exchange with you alone." Mo Luoya deliberately added the accent on the word "in-depth", her tone Full of**.

"Are you sure? You know that I am an enemy who killed all your relatives, including your father, and you are still willing to have "in-depth" exchanges with me?" Zhang Cheng tentatively asked meaningfully.

"Why not? I'm just a woman, and I don't have the ability to fight against a powerful spellcaster like you. The only thing I can do is to ensure that I survive as much as possible." There was neither sadness nor hatred on Moroya's face. , as if to her, everything she did was taken for granted.

Zhang Cheng has read part of the history of the Seven Kingdoms, and knows that when many noble families are facing disaster, the surviving women usually do not choose to fight desperately or take revenge. Instead, they marry their enemies and give birth to their offspring. Let the blood of the family pass on.

Although, as an outsider, it was difficult for him to understand this kind of disguised behavior, he finally nodded reluctantly: "Well, I'm starting to trust your sincerity a little bit now. Before you go upstairs, please tell me, What exactly is the powder you used just now? Why does the armor stained by it rust and the cloth become hard and brittle?"

"Dust of Decay, I got the formula from an alchemy book, and I made it after many attempts. Of course, what I made is only a preliminary version. According to the description in the book, its real power is enough to make a person It withers and rots in an instant. If you want, I can write down the raw materials and production process at any time." Moloya didn't mean to hide anything, and gave the answer openly.

"Dust of decay? Sounds interesting, I'll try it myself later. Oh, almost forgot, you mentioned that Beth's father dropped a dragon egg, that is, somewhere in Oldtown , it is very likely that there is a real dragon egg buried, right?" Zhang Cheng cast his gaze to the corner while speaking.

Beth, who didn't realize it, was still drinking one cup after another, completely unaware of the danger coming.

Mo Luoya raised the corner of her mouth, and responded with a half-smile: "That's right! I think Vulture probably told his only daughter where he was hiding before he died. You can start to investigate slowly from this aspect..."

Chapter 2 Thirteen Rules Set for Myself

In the middle of the night, the banquet in the hall was coming to an end, and the big businessmen who got the answers and promises got up to leave one after another, and returned to their residences under the escort of soldiers.

For them, it doesn't matter who becomes the ruler of Old Town, what matters is whether their own interests can be guaranteed.

Obviously, Zhang Cheng, who came from a society dominated by mercantilism and financial capital, knew very well what the merchants wanted. He not only promised to continue to open ports and markets, but also promised to reduce taxes for a period of time in the future to compensate everyone for this looting. lost goods.

You must know that merchants are the second most powerful group in the city besides the nobles. They are not only very rich, but also employ a large number of mercenaries, guards, and thugs. The first port of Westeros continent will restore order and vitality, and at the same time, he can settle down to study the magic of Valyrian blood and fire, as well as the dead wood, the son of the forest who was secretly imprisoned.

Of course, before that, he had to prove to the mercenaries who swore allegiance that he liked women...

"Count, Miss Moloya has already returned to the bedroom first, and I sent someone to send the drunk Miss Beth in. I believe you will definitely have a wonderful night today." Blanco said with a teasing face. joked.

"You really have a heart." Zhang Cheng glanced at the vassals in the living room who still refused to leave, and rolled his eyes angrily.

"Hahahaha! My lord, it is you who have given us the wealth, status and rights of these mercenaries who are licking blood at the knife edge, so we are also willing to be loyal to you and your descendants forever from the bottom of our hearts. For the future of the Asprin family , please try to have more children, even if they are illegitimate children." While laughing, Blanco dragged his lord into the bedroom, and then slammed the door.

Hearing all kinds of vulgar conversations and jokes coming from outside the door, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, turned around and looked at Moloya who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Beth who was lying beside her completely drunk, He casually placed the Demon Sword Soul-Keeper on the weapon rack at the entrance, and then asked in a meaningful tone: "Dear Moroya, are you ready?"

The latter untied the ribbon without hesitation, let the top slip off his shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​white and attractive skin, and replied with a smile: "Yes, you are ready, you can start to enjoy the fruits of victory."

"Very good! But before that, I have something to show you." As he said, Zhang Cheng took out the pocket watch he had prepared for a long time and handed it over.

moment!

A dazzling light shot into Moroya's eyes, and she was caught in the attack without any precautions, and her pupils quickly became dilated.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and whispered in the ear of the other party: "From now on, Beth is me, you can kiss her, caress her, and do everything you want..."

Under the effect of the hypnotic pocket watch, Moroya's originally empty eyes were quickly filled with fire of desire, she turned around and gently stroked Beth's cheek, her breathing became more and more rapid, and finally she couldn't help but pounce on her and kiss her tenderly lips.

In less than a few minutes, the two women re-enacted a scene very similar to a few hours ago, the only difference is that instead of trying to kill each other this time, they were eager to get more from each other happy.

Since one of them was hypnotized and the other was drunk, they didn't care at all, and it didn't take long for intense panting and moaning to pass through the crack of the door.

When the guys hiding outside heard this, they all showed satisfied smiles, hooked their shoulders and disappeared at the end of the corridor, intending to go out and find a woman to vent their feelings.

After confirming that everyone outside the door had left, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to do some research to pass the long night, he suddenly heard the deep and hoarse voice of Demon Sword: "Master, I don't understand , why don't you enjoy the pleasures of the flesh?"