Spellcasting Heavens

Hey! Man! Did you hear about it? There was a riot in Beggar's Nest. Almost all the gang leaders were killed. Even the city guard was alerted.

What?! Really? Who did this?

It's said to be a thirteen-year-old boy named Benny!

God of justice! A thirteen-year-old boy has become the ruler of the Beggar's Nest? Is there something wrong with my ears?

Shh! You'd better pay attention to your tone! You know, he killed hundreds of people in one night. He is as ruthless as a monster.

That's right! And since Benny came to power, his gang began to produce some unheard-of medicines, and many nobles and businessmen flocked to them.

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In the Moonstone Mask, the most luxurious hotel in Neverwinter, many guests were talking about what happened that crazy night not long ago.

Neither Lord Nasir, the nominal ruler of the city, nor the Nine Guards of Neverwinter who were loyal to him, expected such a situation to occur.

So much so that when they wanted to talk to the underground king of Beggar's Nest, they didn't know where to find him.

No one knew at all that after establishing an effective control system, Zhang Cheng quietly moved out of the Beggar's Nest, changed his appearance and bought a house in the port area, using a more hidden method to ensure that no one could easily find it. Own.

There is no doubt that he took advantage of people's misunderstandings of inertial thinking.

After all, almost all gang leaders in the past would place their base in Beggars' Nest and use the large number of poor people and the intricate sewers to hide, so most people would mistakenly focus on Beggars' Nest instead of other urban areas.

Standing on the second-floor balcony of the new house, Jesse looked down at the busy sailors and coolies, and asked without looking back: Is this your plan? To hide it from everyone and disappear from everyone's sight?

That's right! I'm not one of those stupid idiots who like to show off their power in front of the weak and make others respect themselves by venting violence. A real gang should be like a shadow hiding in the dark, and everyone knows its existence, but But I can't find where it is. If anyone dares to betray, then this shadow will quietly go out and execute the informer. What we should use is fear, people's fear of the unknown, rather than bloody and cruel violence . Zhang Cheng replied casually while sitting on the sofa.

Sounds reasonable.

Where did you learn this? Jesse walked back into the house with light steps, picked up a bottle of good rum from the cabinet and poured himself a glass.

Books, as carriers of knowledge, as long as you are smart and patient enough, you can find the answers to almost any question in them. After saying that, Zhang Cheng threw aside the parchment scroll he had just finished reading.

Obviously, what is written on this piece of paper is not anything else, but the profits of the Beggar's Nest Gang in the recent period.

Thanks to the formula he provided, the profit from buying potions has already reached 10,000 gold coins in just two weeks. If the raw materials were not limited, the scale could continue to be expanded.

Reading a book? Jesse rolled his eyes angrily. Please forgive me! I will start to feel sleepy when I read too many words, and I will fall asleep in a few minutes at most. By the way, there is a mage named Mandane recently, who is inquiring about your whereabouts.

Mandarn? Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.

Yes! It is said that he lives in the Black Lake District and has a quite luxurious manor. He is the kind of bastard who is extremely rich but never gives charity to the poor. Jesse said the information he had gleaned without thinking.

Zhang Cheng patiently listened to these contents, and the corners of his mouth immediately raised slightly: Interesting! Send me a message, saying that I will wait for him at 10 o'clock tomorrow night at the Xidi Tavern in the dock area. In addition, don't forget to maintain Good order, no matter who dares to break the rules I have set, his head will be cut off and hung in the highest place of the Beggar's Nest.

Don't worry, those poor people have been frightened by you and don't dare to do anything extraordinary. But I don't understand why you want to target the temple of the God of Justice? You must know that those priests and paladins are not easy to deal with. Jesse asked as he drank all the wine in the glass in one go and then burped.

If you want to completely control the Beggars' Nest, you must first extinguish the hopes of the poor and make everyone clearly realize that no one or god can help them. Unfortunately, the existence of that temple is equivalent to the last resort in the darkness. The light is bright, so we must destroy it. Well, go about your business. If there is nothing important, it is best not to come to the dock area to find me. Zhang Cheng waved his hand, indicating that the tiefling could leave.

clear!

Without saying a word, Jesse put on his hood, gently pushed open the bookshelf on the wall, got into a pre-dug passage, and entered the intricate sewer.

After a while, she emerged from the corner of a house in the Black Lake District and ran straight in the direction of Mandane Manor.

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Two and a half hours later, an unsigned note was finally delivered to the mage through the guards and butler.

The guard said this was sent by a person who was covered in a cloak. Judging from his body shape, he should be a woman. The old housekeeper explained politely.

I know who she is and who she is working for. Mandane narrowed his eyes and released a ball of flame, burning the note clean.

The old housekeeper seemed to have noticed something and asked cautiously: Sir, is that child named Benny really yours...

Shut up! This is not something you should get involved in!

Before the butler could finish his words, Mandane immediately yelled loudly, with an expression of anger and shame on his face.

As you wish! The old housekeeper hurriedly bent down and bowed. But I need to remind you that so far, you don't have an heir who can inherit the family business, so an illegitimate child is actually a good choice. At least Master Benny has proven his talent, right?

I said! Shut up! You don't have to worry about my affairs! As for Benny, I want to meet with him in person before making a decision. You have to understand that his mother is just a lowly commoner, and she goes with him behind my back. Another man ran away. I'm not even sure whether that child is mine. Mandane was obviously a bit grumpy today. He kicked over the vase placed in the corner and went straight to his bedroom.

When the old butler saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh softly, squatted down and picked up the fragments scattered on the ground, and murmured to himself: Great God of Nobles, please bless Master Benny and never let him Living outside. Otherwise, the family may perish because there is no heir.