Spellcasting Heavens

Chapter 212 Private words

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

On the surface, he claimed that he was celebrating the rescue of Old Town from the Iron Islands fleet, and at the same time rewarding reinforcements from afar, but in fact, it was to divide up the interests, and by the way, it was reasonable and legal to take over the ruling power from the dying Hightower family. .

The people who received the invitation were not only the nobles who took the initiative to join Viscount Warren Bisbury of the hive city, but also the big businessmen in the city.

As for the so-called Seven Gods church originally supported by the Haitoer family, it was left directly there, neither was invited, nor was it clear what was going on.

They didn't even know that they had just been locked in 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 Bright Water City and the old town.

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

In addition, suddenly eradicating it will cause unnecessary turmoil, so he finally decided to observe it for a while, anyway, there is still a chance to do it in the future.

Just as he was sitting on the main seat, silently observing everyone's reactions, Moroya, who was dressed in costume, suddenly approached and pointed to Beth, who was drinking alone in the corner and asked, What is that woman? Who is it? Why did she kill me?

She? Zhang Cheng took a sip of the sour wine from the glass with great interest, and explained meaningfully: Her name is Beth Taro, the daughter of a free city merchant. According to her words , It was you who publicly executed her father on the charge of smuggling and confiscated all her property, so for revenge, she has been lurking in the black market of the old town and actively engaged in various jobs that are not good for the Hightower family.

Businessmen from the Free City? Moroya frowned and thought hard. For about a few seconds, she seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes showed an unbelievable look. Vulture - Dalia! Didn't expect his daughter to be alive!

Oh? Do you still remember? Zhang Cheng raised his head in surprise.

Moroya smiled wryly and sighed: How could I forget it! Vulture is the only one who can provide the Hightower family with all kinds of weird goods, ranging 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. He deliberately dropped the package in the last transaction. He tried to sell me a fake dragon egg, and I killed it in a fit of rage. found him, but did not find the real dragon egg.

Greed is one of the deepest things hidden in all people's hearts,

Businessmen, in particular, have the ultimate goal of pursuing more profits. You should be very clear about this. Because killing someone in anger is stupid, especially killing someone who has enough value for themselves. Zhang Cheng smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

He has never been taboo about killing, but he will never kill someone because of anger. He often only wants to be happy 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 someone to hunt down Dalia's only daughter. Moroya felt the bruises on her face and laughed at herself angrily. .

Although the anti-swelling ointment and a lot of gouache have been applied, the crazy girl can still see signs of being beaten on her face, especially the handprints on her neck are 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 that some people will learn from them immediately after they make mistakes, and some people will never learn from it. Now tell me, do you belong to the former or the latter? After that, Zhang Cheng put down his glass and admired the woman sitting beside him with great interest.

I have to say 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 alchemical drugs, The superficial age is at most twenty-seven or eighty-eight, coupled with a mature and intellectual temperament, it gives people a different kind of stimulation.

Moroya is not an idiot. The sharp difference has reached the change in the eyes of the other party. She raised her plump and attractive breasts and asked with a chuckle, 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 lord is fond of women.

Then what are you waiting for! Let's go to the bedroom upstairs! It just so happens that I also want to have an in-depth communication with you alone. Moroya deliberately emphasized the word in-depth in her tone. Full of**.

Are you sure? You know that I'm the enemy who killed all of your relatives, including your father, and then you're willing to have an in-depth communication with me? Zhang Chengyi probed deeply.

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 for her, everything she did was taken for granted.

Zhang Cheng had read part of the history of the Seven Kingdoms, and knew that when many noble families faced extinction, the surviving women usually did not choose desperate resistance or revenge, but married their enemies to give birth to children. Let the blood of the family be passed down.

Although as an outsider, it is difficult for him to understand such disguised behavior, but he finally nodded reluctantly: Okay, I am starting to believe your sincerity a little bit now. But before you go upstairs, please tell me, What is the powder you just used? Why does the armor rust and the fabric become hard and brittle?

The dust of decay, I got the formula from an alchemy book, and made it after many attempts. Of course, what I made is only a primary version. According to the description in the book, its real power is enough to make a person Withered and rotted in an instant. If you want, I can write down the ingredients and production process at any time. Moroya gave the answer generously without any intention of concealing it.

Rotten dust? Sounds like fun, I'll try it myself later. Oh, almost forgot, you mentioned Beth's father dropped a dragon egg, that is, somewhere in Old Town. , it's very likely that a real dragon egg is buried, right? With that, Zhang Cheng turned his eyes to the corner.

Beth, who was unaware, was still pouring glass after glass, completely unaware that the danger was coming.

Moroya raised the corners of her mouth and responded with a half-smiling smile: That's right! I think that before the vulture died, 80% of the time he told his only daughter where he was hiding. You can start to investigate slowly from this aspect...

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