Spellcasting Heavens

The day passed in the blink of an eye, and Siddy's Tavern in the dock area once again welcomed countless sailors drinking and drinking, as well as some guys who looked very cautious.

As the largest smuggler's alliance nest in the entire Neverwinter City, this is not just a place for fun, it is also a secret trading place.

Anyone who wants to evade high taxes and buy cheap goods gathers here, and auctions are even held every once in a while, where rare magical weapons, equipment, and potions are bid for using a token called smuggler's coins.

It can be said that Sheedy's Tavern is like a parasite lying on the economic artery of Neverwinter to suck blood. The more it sucks, the less the city's taxes will be.

But all this has nothing to do with Mandane.

The reason why he came today was just to meet someone, a boy who gave him a headache.

Gromin, the loyal orc guard, followed closely behind, using extremely ferocious eyes to push back those bastards who wanted to take advantage.

The two of them walked in tandem and circled the entire tavern twice, and finally found a shorter figure in an inconspicuous corner.

Because the light was too dark, Mandane couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he still took the initiative to come closer and asked in an uncertain tone: Are you Benny?

That's right! Nice to meet you, Your Excellency. Zhang Cheng took off his hood, revealing a childish face.

What's wrong with your eyes? Mandane frowned subconsciously.

You ask that? Zhang Cheng gently tapped the eyepatch on his left eye and replied with a smile: I encountered a little accident and lost one eye.

Why don't you go to the temple and ask the priest to help you cure it? With the wealth you have now, you shouldn't be able to get even this little money, right? As he said this, Mandane reached the opposite side of the table and kept looking at it with his eyes. His eyes looked up and down.

Although he had been mentally prepared before coming, he could not help but feel a strong aura now, as if the person sitting in front of him was not a thirteen-year-old boy, but a smart, cunning and dangerous person.

Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head: Why must it be cured? What is lost is lost. It allows me to remember the mistakes I made and always remind me not to make the same mistakes again. I only need to give one eye to get such a huge reward. Is it possible? Isn’t it worth being happy?”

You are very smart,

Also very precocious, better than I imagined. But before we really start talking today, I would like to do a magic test to prove our blood relationship. Mandaen looked complicated and made the first request.

Because he understands that if he cannot confirm that the other party is really selfish, then all the subsequent conversations will not be valid.

Okay! Zhang Cheng nodded directly and agreed.

There was no doubt that he knew who the mage sitting in front of him was, and based on the boy's remaining memories, he deduced that the man was probably the boy's biological father.

Mandarin, who was always selfish, obviously didn't care about other people's feelings, so he took out a white crystal, cut his finger with a dagger, put a drop of blood on it, and then pushed it to Zhang Cheng: Come on! You are also the first to shed blood!

Don’t think this is some ancient way of recognizing relatives by shedding blood!

Quite the opposite!

This is a complex magic device that can tell whether two parties are related by blood. It is often used by nobles to detect whether their children are their biological children.

After all, the atmosphere in Faerûn is so open, and the goddess of love, Suna, has no shame. She encourages men and women to release their nature, not to be bound by marriage, and to enjoy the pleasures of the body to the fullest.

Therefore, it has almost become a popular trend for aristocratic men to have affairs, keep mistresses, and visit brothels.

And the women are not to be outdone, they maintain their appearance, have an intimate relationship with the guards who protect them, and occasionally play a vigorous love game with young handsome artists and bards...

In short, there is nothing you can’t think of and nothing they dare not play.

With such a promiscuous private life, it naturally becomes a problem to confirm whether the offspring are biological.

Therefore, just as modern society is becoming more and more open about sex, leading to the increasing popularity of genetic paternity testing, Faerûn also has magic to identify blood relatives.

As the saying goes, where there is demand, there is a market, and corresponding products and technologies will emerge.

No hesitation!

Zhang Cheng directly cut his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the surface of the crystal.

moment!

The crystal releases a brilliant light!

Then the two drops of blood slowly seeped into the crystal, and finally merged into one, forming a dark red crystal.

Seeing this scene, Mandarn immediately breathed a sigh of relief, while an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

After several minutes, he finally said: I believe you have seen the result. Yes, I am your father, at least in terms of blood relationship.

So? Dear Father? Zhang Cheng asked with a half-smile.

In order to express his disdain, he even added an accent to the word father, making the whole sentence sound very harsh.

If it were normal times, Mandane would turn around and leave without hesitation if he was treated with such an tone.

As a young and romantic man, he had played with countless women and probably had many illegitimate children, so he never cared about them.

According to the traditional concepts of Faerûn, illegitimate children cannot even be considered a member of the family at all. The vast majority of illegitimate children are either abandoned or raised until they reach adulthood and go out to work. The best thing is to stay at home and become servants, housekeepers and the like. , serving his superior brothers and sisters.

But the problem is, Zhang Cheng's current performance still exceeds the sum of all other illegitimate children combined, becoming a force that cannot be underestimated in Neverwinter City.

In addition, Mandane is already quite old, and he really needs a successor just in case.

So after forcibly suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, he tapped the table with his right index finger and explained in a low voice: I understand that you have resentment in your heart and resent that I abandoned you. But you don't do it at all. You know, it wasn’t me who abandoned you, but your mother who eloped with another man behind my back. It was she who abandoned you in a beggar’s nest back then!

Resent? No, no, no, I don't mean to be resentful. Let's put these old facts aside and tell me what do you want from me and how much are you willing to pay?

I need you and the Beggar's Nest under your control! In return, you will become my sole heir.

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