Law of the Devil

Chapter 44 [People Out of the Oil Painting]

Dewey refused to let the servant wait for him to familiarize himself with the outfit, and even when he was in the shower, he locked the door.

Standing in front of the mirror, Dewey gently opened her hair and revealed a short cut on top of her head... corner.

“This Chris... can't he make this thing look better?” Dewey sighed. Looks like you should always be careful not to let anyone touch your head in the future.

Fortunately, this corner is small and short enough to cover your hair with a little fluffiness… Dewey's hair is long. There is also a need to wear a hat in the future, when appropriate.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Dewey suddenly had an interesting strange thought in her heart...

Chris gave himself these eyes...

Well, it's the Eye of Charm. In Dewey's view, this is definitely not some boring magic trick that tricks a woman into falling in love with herself… but a pretty effective… instant hypnosis.

Dewey can't help but think of the scene where he was bargaining with that devil's servant...

What does Dewey want most in the face of a buyout deal that could represent the devil?

At this point, Dewey really wanted to say something:

I want to go back!

Go home! Back to the original world!!

The world has its own parents, its own friends, its own girls, everything!

And the world, though mysterious, interesting, full of magical fantasies, … is not its own home after all.

Dewey would not hesitate to offer to go home if possible!

So Dewey asked Chris very carefully, “Would you use space magic or something? ”

Next, Dewey asked as briefly as possible: "I wonder if I could use space magic to get me from this place to another world… I've always been curious about this stuff. ”

Chris is naturally a little unexpected.

Oh, no, no, he's not unknown about space magic.

For a servant of a demon with almost infinite life, his abundance is no different from that of the world.

Is there anything else he won't?

But Chris was curious. The mystery of pursuing space magic is a dream for many supermagicians… but for a child who is only a teenager and has not even enjoyed life… making such a request is undoubtedly puzzling.

“I can do some space magic… but I can't use it. ”

That's Chris's answer. Then the devil's servant explained a little bit, and Dewey immediately understood.

“I'm locked up here.” Chris laughed: “If I could use space magic, I would have gotten out of here. ”

That makes sense.

Dewey nodded, and then his hopes of coming home dashed.

Fortunately, he had been familiar with the world for many years, had a certain adaptability, and Dewey was not as disappointed as he had imagined. After a little silence, he made his request: "Well, I want to learn magic. ”

Our little nobleman pointed to his own head: “I think I have a gift for spiritual strength. But... my sensibility is very problematic, and I can't sense fluctuations in the magic elements around me. ”

Then……

And then Dewey got an extra horn!

Like what... Dewey touched her head and looked at herself in the mirror...

It's like, a radio less sensitive to receiving signals… with an antenna!

This corner is Dewey's antenna! Let him feel the magic fluctuations around him from now on! Even… his sensibility is much stronger than that of other magicians because of the presence of this horn.

This is Chris' gift.

Probably because Dewey's demands were too simple to embarrass the servants of this powerful demon, so Chris said, "Your demands are simple, and as a deal, I won't let you lose, my little friend. Well, I can give you a few extra things… you can pick any one of the items I just mentioned. ”

Oh, “Eye of Enchantment”, the strong “Heart of the Dragon”, and, listening to others' voices, seeing through others' disguised anomalies...

It's normal, as a man, as the most standard man!

Dewey chose Eye of Charm.

Imagine, killing beautiful women in the world with these eyes is evil, isn't it?

As for Giant Dragon's heart... Dewey didn't intend to be a muscle man of the batter type.

And listening to other people's voices, seeing through the disguise… Dewey finds it even more boring. That's what politicians need. Yourself, not interested.

So... Dewey chose Eye of Charm.

An advanced hypnosis technique.

Neither a strong female magician nor a holy Virgin can escape the hypnosis of these eyes.

However… the only weakness is……

It only works for women!

•

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and Dewey opens her arms, spreads her palms open and feels her surroundings with all her heart.

The feeling of helplessness disappeared!

The feeling that nothing had been gained had disappeared.

Everything around you, Dewey, feels so clear right now! His spiritual strength unfolds as if the contact angle touches every inch of this room, every corner! Tick-tock droplets, even a piece of porcelain at the corner of the wall that is corroded by rust, or a broken foam in the bathtub...

Clear! This clear feeling is amazing!

Dewey couldn't help moaned.

He didn't know magic yet, but under the power of his mind, he waved gently, and in his palm, immediately, countless droplets of water gathered, and condensed into a little water ball.

Water balloons congeal, crystal clear, slowly rolling in Dewey's palm...

“This… is magic… it feels really good.” Dewey couldn't help but grab it...

The water balloon broke and the water ball rolled down and dissipated.

Initial sensation of the magic element is already possible, and in this bathroom, Dewey can easily initially sense and control the water element.

Now the only thing he needs is to learn the spell!

Has plenty of magic, has acute sensibility, if you learn a certain spell...

Well, he could be a real magician.

•

Dewey spent two hours in the bathroom, and by the time he got dressed and walked back to the study, old butler Hill had stood his legs off.

“Young Master, your dinner...”

“Eat in the study.” Dewey waved and looked at the talkative old butler. Dewey suddenly laughed and said first: “Well, my dear butler, I know my father has asked you to keep a close eye on me, but don't worry, I will strictly follow my father's orders in the coming year and I will not step around this castle or interfere with any property in the territory... As for my monthly expenses, don't worry, I won't reach out to you. ”

After a pause, Dewey looked into the old butler's eyes: “I don't remember hating my father... I know very well that in his position, he is not only a father, but also a sheik! Sometimes a father might not put up with this punishment for his son, but as a sheikh, he had to do it, I understand. ”

The old butler was stunned... he had a few polite words of comfort that Dewey blocked back.

Now he also understands that this young master is definitely not an idiot, but a different way of thinking and different kinds of people.

When the old butler was about to say goodbye, Dewey asked: “Before I left the other day, I asked for the cabin to be built...”

“It's done.” The old butler immediately replied: "Built entirely at your request, you will see it tomorrow. ”

“Thank you, I'm satisfied.” Dewey finished, his eyes drifted elsewhere, indicating in this position that the butler could leave.

Closed the door to the study, Dewey climbed up the stairs and casually grabbed a book of astrological knowledge on a tall bookshelf and read it quietly.

The time quickly reached midnight.

When the midnight lifetime rang, Dewey stretched a lazy waist and then checked to see if the door was locked. Finally, I moved over the ladder and removed the painting from the wall.

It appears that the cleaning of the servants in the castle was done with due diligence, without any dust on the painting, and Dewey looked into the eyes above.

After midnight, those eyes came "alive” and looked at themselves with anticipation.

“Well, I haven't seen you in so many days, I'm sure you're in a hurry.” Dewey smiles: “Last time I saw the secret room below, I also saw what the great astrologer Semmel left behind… Now I got a spell, a spell that could release you. ”

It was Dewey's first magic, and he was inevitably a little grumpy inside.

He almost unconsciously imitated the magician he had seen when he performed his magic... slightly opened his arms, looked serious, and sang the spell low...

What Dewey hadn't noticed was that his gestures, his movements, were all like those of that stupid little chick Vivian.

After the spell was sung, Dewey suddenly felt a trace of mysterious power fluctuating around her...

Then, Dewey obviously felt his abundant spiritual power, as if a dark stream had appeared... as if there was an intangible straw, sucking off his spiritual power quickly...

Then……

His fingertips shone a dim light, and the light was sucked into the painting!

… this should be done, right?

Dewey took two steps back and looked quietly at the painting in front of her.

Boom!

A flame came out of the painting, and the painting burned fast... and Dewey freaked out!

Of course he knows this painting is an antique of the family! If it burns, I'm afraid the old butler will complain to his father again.

But Dewey couldn't even put out the painting with the water cup on the table because the flame was so fast! Too fierce!

That's how it sounded, the whole painting turned to ash in the flame! Then the flames floated, from the table to the floor… the ashes flew and the flames moved.

Then Dewey saw a white raw leg gently stepping out of the flame...

White skin like frost and snow, delicate as if gently pinched to squeeze out water... like ten pearls of delicate toes, small palms of white jade.

A pair of even the most picky wolf's eyes make perfect legs! Long, sturdy, straight, round...

A bright red robe, as bright as a spring rose! Under the red robe, that snowy white skin is even more eye-catching!

And then that long silver hair! Manly's body is covered in a light red robe... from the bare neck and slightly raised chest curves... it's even hard to relate... is there anything else under her robe?

Up there, that's the face!

This is the third time Dewey's seen such a face!

For the first time, in the secret room below, the great astrologer Sameer left behind 200 years of magic arrays and saw Sameer's own phantoms!

The second time, it was a tough magician, Ice Beauty, Joanna!

Third time, now!

Such a split face, without the indifference and arrogance on Joanna's face, was filled with a calm melancholy, light waves of eyes, but much lighter than Joanna's eyes.

Dewey's stuck!

White long hair, stunning beauty, bright red robe...

This woman in front of me came out of the burning oil painting flame... Heran... distinguished...

She is a great astrologer, Sameer herself!!

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