Why would Mandahn want to take control of the beggar's nest?

The answer is simple!

He needed corpses, very, very many corpses, for research and experimentation on necromantic magic.

As a typical self-serving mage of the evil faction, he has a very ambitious goal, which is to transform himself into a lich and gain eternal immortality.

Although it is no secret that in the Faeron Continent, it is no secret that high-level spellcasters have transformed into lichs, but the problem is that Neverwinter belongs to the sphere of influence of the God of Justice, and it is obviously impossible to have this knowledge, so it can only secretly conduct experiments.

If a secret laboratory can be established in the necropolis of the beggar's nest, then the huge amount of negative energy alone will be inexhaustible.

After figuring this out, Zhang Cheng immediately made an agreement with Mandahn, one to build a secret laboratory and keep it safe, and the other to provide inheritance rights to make him a full member of an aristocratic family, and use it as a springboard to enter high society.

The relationship between the two is not so much father and son as it is the use of each other, blood relationship is only the premise of the transaction, and the real bond that maintains the relationship is interests.

Otherwise, Mandaan has so many mistresses and illegitimate children, why did he choose Benny, who became the underground king of the beggar's nest?

Of course, neither party will admit this, and they still play their respective roles on the surface.

In just two weeks, Mandaon took Zhang Cheng to four banquets, introducing him to the high society of Neverwinter, and even got acquainted with the right and left hand of the Lord of Nasir, the famous paladin Erebeth de Timarand.

Unfortunately, the plague of magic in Neverwinter has not yet broken out, so the female paladin still retains her glorious image, and does not descend into darkness to reveal another side of her soul.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly prefers the appearance of the other party falling into darkness and being dominated by anger and resentment rather than the bright side that seems to be flawless.

He was eager to know how the God of Justice would react when he saw the holy warrior he had personally touched wielded to slaughter his own followers with his sword.

Make somebody's blood boil?

Put something to the side?

Or do you plan to show your broad mind and give it a chance to redeem yourself?

Either way, he was sure that the god of justice would suffer a big loss.

"Good evening, Miss Timarand, you are as beautiful as ever tonight. Zhang Cheng took the initiative to bend down and gently kissed the back of the half-elf holy warrior's hand.

"Thank you for the compliment, Benny. Erebeth smiled and returned the salute.

I have to say that age is sometimes really a perfect cover.

If it were another adult male, she would never allow the other person to be too intimate with her, but if it was a thirteen-year-old boy, then there was no need to worry too much.

In fact, as a paladin who defends order and goodness, she does not like such extravagant and depraved social occasions at all, but in order to ensure the safety of the Lord of Nasir, she has to participate again and again, so that many womanizers regard it as a target for beauty.

Seeing that Erebis didn't want to take care of himself, Zhang Cheng immediately stepped aside, silently observing today's visitors, especially the few priests around Lord Sil.

In particular, a Reverend Heim named Deszel had an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Looking at these actors who were already in place, he couldn't help but sigh and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "I really hope that when the magic plague comes, you can give the gods a wonderful performance that I will never forget." And I can get the results I want......"

The words just fell!

Mandahn hurriedly walked over from a short distance and asked with a frown, "You seem to have been getting a little close to that half-elf called Erebeth lately?"

"What, does this bother you, father?" Zhang Cheng asked rhetorically.

"She's a holy warrior of the god of justice! she's not the same as us!" Mandahn reminded in a serious tone.

"Hehe, I don't think so. Haven't you heard that how bright a man is, how dark is in his heart. I look forward to the day when Miss Timarand will fall into darkness, when she will be my best helper. Zhang Chengyi explained with deep taste.

"Oh, are you sure!" Mandahn turned and glanced at Erebeth who was talking to her fiancé.

"Of course! She will be mine, both in soul and in body. Zhang Cheng's tone revealed a strong confidence.

"Well, since you're so sure, there's no harm in trying. One thing I have to admit is that you are smarter and more courageous than I was when I was younger, and at least I never thought of conquering a paladin who served the god of justice. The corners of Mandaen's mouth curled slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

You don't need to ask to know that he mistakenly took Zhang Cheng's move of approaching Erebeth as a normal reaction of an adolescent boy's strong desire for beauty of the opposite sex.

Zhang Cheng smiled disappreciatively and didn't try to explain anything.

While the guests were all talking, Mandahn quickly lowered his voice and asked, "When will the laboratory I asked you to build in the depths of the Necropolis be completed?"

"You should be ready to use it in a week at the latest. Zhang Cheng gave a specific number without thinking.

After all, the current necropolis is not the place full of undead monsters and cultists after the outbreak of the magic plague, not only there are grave guards, but also guards patrolling frequently, so you can't act recklessly without scruples, you have to do it secretly.

"Okay! I'll hand you some of the relevant lab equipment in two days, and I'll ship it directly for me. ”

Mandahn was visibly a little unhappy with the speed, but he didn't complain about anything.

You must know that a week in the Faeron Continent is not seven days, but ten days, and a month is only three weeks, so the progress of the entire project is really not efficient.

"Be patient, dear father, as a mage, the greatest enemy is impatience. Engaging in magical research has always been a dangerous thing, and the more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. ”

"You know magic, too?"

"Ahh ”

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Syllable!

Moment!

A silver snake flashing with lightning appeared out of thin air, shuttling between its five fingers, but not hurting a single hair.

When Mandaan saw this scene, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the whole person seemed to have been immobilized, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time......