Spellcasting Heavens

Chapter 912 Siege of the Temple

There is no doubt that Zhang Cheng's sudden display of spellcasting ability scared Mandane.

After all, in his impression, this illegitimate child only started to be exposed to magic after he was accepted by him, and it didn't take more than two weeks.

He went from an ordinary person to a mage who mastered second-level spells in two weeks. What an amazing speed!

Not to mention the apprentices in Neverwinter Academy who are dubbed geniuses, they are among the most talented in the entire Faerûn continent.

You must know that learning magic never relies on diligence and hard work, but on innate talent.

If you don't have a good enough talent, no matter how hard you work, you will be just a low-level mage throughout your life, unable to understand the extremely complicated theoretical knowledge of advanced magic.

The most typical example is Karthus, the last great arcanist in Netheril. He performed his first trick when he was two years old. Later, he learned magic instantly and was only twenty-two years old. He became the Grand Arcanist and stood at the pinnacle of that era. In the end, he invented an unprecedented twelve-level magic, almost replacing the first-generation magic goddess.

Therefore, Mandane had every reason to believe that the successor he had chosen was also a magic genius, and he began to spend a lot of energy cultivating and teaching him.

Zhang Cheng did not disappoint his nominal father. With the endless knowledge in his mind, he reached the level of mastering the four-ring arcana in only two and a half months.

At this time, Mandane, as an eighth-level mage, no longer had the ability to continue teaching, so he had to go into the experiment under the large cemetery alone with extremely complicated emotions, including envy, jealousy, and a little bit of relief. room, and began frantically researching ways to transform himself into a lich.

Since he disappeared for several months, the rights of the manor gradually passed into the hands of Zhang Cheng, the sole heir.

Master Benny, this is the income and expenditure of the past two months. Please take a look at it. The old butler respectfully presented a parchment scroll filled with accounts with both hands.

Thirty-five thousand gold coins were actually credited to the account this month? Zhang Cheng glanced at it and immediately showed a surprised expression.

Of course! The people I arranged have already mastered the sugar making method you provided before. They can produce at least five tons of syrup every month. If we were not afraid that expanding the production scale would leak key technologies, our income could be doubled several times. The old housekeeper explained with a smile.

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: Not bad! Just maintain the current scale.

Never let the news slip.

Obviously, what he came up with was not some advanced technology, but just a method of making simple maltose syrup.

You must know that sugar and honey, things that can provide sweetness to food, have always been out-and-out luxuries in Faerûn, especially in the North with a relatively cold climate.

Compared with refining white sugar from sugar cane or beets, the method of making maltose is relatively simple. You only need to sprout wheat, then add some starch-rich crops such as glutinous rice and boil it together to get a brown viscous syrup, which can be Add to bread and snacks, or eat directly.

The most important thing is that there is no need to work hard to build any complicated machinery or train workers. It is simply the best choice to make a fortune.

Understood! Please rest assured! I will do my best to protect the secrets of the workshop from outsiders. The old housekeeper hurriedly bent down and bowed.

As the profits from maltose syrup became higher and higher, he was extremely satisfied with the only heir of the family, and wished he could quickly let the romantic Mandane step down as the head of the family.

Of course, I can only think about this idea in my mind and dare not put it into actual action.

In any case, Mandane is a noble mage. It is as easy for him to kill people when he is angry as to eat and drink.

According to the old rules, transfer 10,000 gold coins to the Beggar's Nest and give it to Jesse. She is now fighting for control of the Temple of the God of Justice and needs some financial assistance. Zhang Cheng threw the parchment scroll aside casually. , gave the direct instruction.

I know! I will send someone to send the money over tomorrow. But I don't understand why you are so interested in the Beggar's Nest? The old housekeeper did not mean to object, he just raised a question.

Zhang Cheng replied with a smile: Because whoever completely controls the Beggar's Nest will control one-third of the population of Neverwinter City, which is equivalent to a city within a city. Its political and military significance cannot be achieved by spending money. can be purchased. Then using Beggar's Nest as a base, we can slowly expand our power to the port area, Black Lake area, and Pennisula area. Think about it, if more than three-quarters of this city's land and population are Under my control, how long can Lord Nasir sit on his throne?

That's it! I think I understand your plan. Compared to the master, you are obviously more ambitious and courageous. I promise that I will never mention this to any outsider.

After saying that, the old butler put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, turned around and left the room and disappeared at the end of the dim corridor.

At the same time, in front of the Temple of the God of Justice, a den of beggars, a large group of ragged poor people were waving sticks and stones, cursing loudly, and occasionally throwing stones in their hands and spitting at the steps of the temple.

If it had been before the Year of Turbulence, this kind of serious blasphemy might have led to the arrival of the incarnation of the gods, and then it would have been a massacre.

Never think that gods from the good camp are weak and can be bullied!

On the contrary, the kindness they advocate is not blind indulgence and tolerance, but justice of iron and blood.

However, after the turbulent years, the gods finally realized that the unparalleled power of His Majesty Io, the God of Gods, was simply not something they could compete with. They were all knocked down to the mortal world and walked around as saints. Many gods lost their lives for this. , so no one dares to incarnate in the material world easily.

Fortunately, this siege did not last too long. When the sun was about to set, the demonstrators retreated into the dark alleys.

No one noticed at all. In every alley, there were people handing out silver coins to these guys.

Yes!

They didn't gather to cause trouble for no reason!

But be organized! Making trouble with a purpose!

As one of the masterminds behind the scenes, Jesse was currently hiding in a nearby private house. Through the cracks in the window, he was admiring the shocked and angry expressions of the priests and paladins of the God of Justice in the temple. Finally, he couldn't help but laugh. come out.

While laughing, she did not forget to taunt: Hahahaha! Is this the servant of the great God of Justice? How ridiculous! A bunch of poor guys made them miserable. I don't think it will take long for these guys to hold on. If you don't stop, get out of the beggar's nest.

Hey! You're right! But the question is, why do we give money to those poor people? Wouldn't it be better to just force them to do this?

Idiot! What do you know! If you force them, do you think the effect will be like this? Benny said that only fools choose to use violence. We are smart people and we must learn to use interests to manipulate people's hearts...

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