My Magical Card Tavern

Chapter 87 Family Relationships

Jinzhi's eyes widened.

"baby?"

"No, this life force doesn't seem like that of an infant. Even a normal human baby is much stronger than him."

Sister Eve picked up the little one.

"Ginnell, what's going on?"

Ginnell stated directly that he found the small item in the safe zone of the dungeon, and emphasized the mysterious people he had killed on the outskirts.

Jin Zhi was taken aback.

"That's not right. Even professional teams can't get around the camp's blockade. How did this kid get in?"

Eve shook her head.

"This is not the time to talk about that. All I need to know is that this child has suffered extraordinary abuse."

"The Holy Light will not stand idly by."

As she finished speaking, golden light shone from Lady Eve's Book of Words, and a bottle of golden potion, gleaming with brilliant colors, slowly rose from it.

Ginnell couldn't help but look over; he felt a deep longing within him.

"What kind of high-level potion is this?"

Jinzhi glanced at it and said.

"It's not a high-grade potion, it's a mid-grade potion called Radiant Holy Light, which is even more effective than the natural potion you drank."

"The difference is that natural potions work quickly, and only professionals can withstand that kind of energy fluctuation, while the effects of the Radiant Holy Light are more gradual."

"Eve made this bottle herself, and its effects are much better than the normal Radiant Light. It's normal that you can feel it."

The medicine dripped slowly into the little thing's lips. Ignoring Eve's loving expression, Golden Finger patted Genelec's waist, signaling him to come over and talk.

"What happened?"

Jin Zhi thought for a moment and then added a sentence.

"Tell the truth."

"Ginnell said."

"The person was indeed found in a safe area of ​​the Dark Forest. The source of the information is a regular customer at a tavern who can be trusted."

"Or rather, this little thing has something in common with my friend..."

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"A family relationship?"

Jin Zhi's expression instantly turned into one of disgust.

"Another boring aristocratic squabble."

"That doesn't make sense either. Given the character of those nobles, how could they possibly harm their own children like this?"

The struggles at the top can be extremely dangerous if one wrong step is taken, but in essence, there are very few life-or-death battles.

The survival rate may even be higher than in some urban gang battles for territory.

Because this is also a political demand.

For example, you may have won now, but can you win forever?

If not, how do you hope your opponents will treat you once you temporarily lose your support and control?

Is it utter death and eternal infamy, or can one maintain a semblance of dignity and live a peaceful life?

A life of luxury?

The attitude and approach towards losers is essentially an expression of the personal charisma of the winners.

You lost, but I'll give you face. It's better for everyone, and the people below will see my image.

I lost, but I know I can still maintain my dignity and have a chance, so I won't fight you to the death.

This is a tacitly understood law in the struggle between the nobility and the upper class, so even if rumors circulate among the people that a certain master or minister has died, they can still live well.

Even in prison, their quality of life is incomparable to that of ordinary wealthy people, and ordinary people can't even imagine what that kind of life is like.

Unless there is a truly fundamental error, such as colluding with an evil god to sacrifice the kingdom, or betraying one's own people by planning to desecrate one's own ancestral graves, the struggles between nobles rarely result in tragic deaths.

And this little one being held in Eve's arms...

Before the little guy was brought here by Ginell, perhaps a quick death would have been a great blessing, and an invisible and intangible one at that, a luxurious fantasy.

Jin Zhi raised an eyebrow, looking suspicious.

"Wait, what exactly is this 'friend' you're talking about, and what's the deal with this so-called kinship?"

Ginnell thought to himself, "As expected, I can't hide anything from an older generation like Goldfinger."

However, during the second half of the business hours, Gianna and Silver Star had already made arrangements.

What can be said, and what cannot be said.

To attract the attention of the Holy Light Church, we can reveal a little about the little thing's identity.

Others may not know about the Star Speakers, but for the Silver Star City of the Northern Alliance and the Holy Light Church under the rule of the God of Light, it is impossible not to know about them.

After hesitating for a moment, Gianna still spoke.

Have you ever heard of the Star Speakers?

Jin Zhi looked terrified.

"Is that child a star talker?"

"That's impossible. Silver Star City and the Northern Union have relevant incentive laws..."

"Well, it doesn't seem impossible."

It's a simple two-sided thing; where there's light, there's shadow. Jinzhi was too lazy to think about the details; all he needed to know was that it was very dirty.

Jin Zhi's expression became increasingly serious.

"You're not kidding?"

"My friend said that the other party was able to evade pursuit and the patrols and sentries in the camp to enter the underground city, seemingly by means of the power of the stars."

Jin Zhi let out an "oh," feeling that his doubts had been dispelled.

If it's thanks to the power of the stars, then those people in the Dark Forest frontline camp are really no match for them.

Having figured all this out, Goldfinger's gaze toward Genelec became somewhat meaningful.

"You're pretty good, kid."

"If you were to tell me now that the reason that child fled to the dungeon wasn't because of you, the tavern owner, do you think I'd believe you?"

Genele chuckled.

"I wouldn't give you such a foolish answer, Master Goldfinger."

When Ginnell sought help from the Church of Holy Light, he was prepared for his intentions to be seen through.

What's wrong with that?

Is it strange that I, who run a tavern in the dungeon, am shrouded in mystery and shrouded in mist?

Goldfingers glanced at Eve beside him, his brows furrowing deeply.

"To turn a child who is a star talker into this state."

"It seems that not only are the things in the dungeon restless, but some guys outside are also acting strangely."

"No, you can't say that. If we take the situation to an extreme, you could even say they're in cahoots."

Jin Zhi looked at Gianna.

"Your situation is not good right now. My advice is that you stay in the Holy Light Church for the time being, and it would be best if you didn't even leave the church."

"Because of your guest, you yourself have become involved in this incident."

Ginnell nodded.

"I do know that, but the situation shouldn't be that serious."

Jin shook his head seriously.

"No, Genelec, you're oversimplifying things."

"If this child is a Star Speaker, then his current changes represent some kind of extremely evil technology."

"Whether the other party wants to extract the Star Speaker talent or use the power of this talent to accomplish something, the corrupt knowledge behind the technology is not something that just anyone can accomplish."

"The fact that they can do this means that they are quite capable."