Law of the Devil

Chapter 53 [Vivian's Teacher]

“Nice, I am. ”

The old magician lifted his finger and ticked it so gently, Dewey suddenly felt empty! The magic scroll he was holding in his sleeve suddenly somehow got into the hands of an old magician!

“Look, I made this scroll.” The old magician glanced and gently retracted his robe: “The object has returned to its original owner. ”

“You… you are here to retrieve Vivian's things.” Dewey smiled bitterly.

“So this is what I was trying to do… But after seeing you, I changed my mind.” The old magician smiled...

Dewey suddenly had a slight bad feeling. Unfortunately, just when he jumped out of his chair, he felt lighter...

Without a spell, the old magician hooked his finger at Dewey, and Dewey's body immediately became stiff! And it just froze in the air!

Above and below, in addition to the ability to spin the eyeballs, Dewey feels like a piece of ham hanging from her body!

“Listen, kid.” The old magician suddenly stretched his hand over Dewey's head and touched it: “Oh, I guess I was right... you have a funny thing on your head... are you using magic against this thing? ”

Dewey can't even spin his eyeballs!

How did he know?!

“My lovely little apprentice went out and was tricked into everything... and almost died on a deserted island, losing her dragon pet...” The old magician mocked her: “When I got home, I discovered by surprise that my poor little apprentice had even been magically erased a little memory! As a responsible teacher, do I have to do something? ”

The old magician waved his hand and Dewey immediately spoke: “You... you don't think I did this? ”

“Hard to say, I didn't think so.” The old magician's eyes flashed a delicate glance: “But you, a young friend of the Rollins, who had no magic skills, could suddenly use magic? I guess that island must be the key, huh? ”

Dewey looked carefully at the old magician... what he wanted to distinguish, but the old magician's words blocked all his words back!

“By the way... Chris, is he okay? ”

Dewey really changed his face this time!

Chris! He knew the devil's servant, Chris!!!

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The next morning, the servants in the castle panicked... that their young master was missing!

Just on the terrace where Young Master Dewey rested, he left a note with Dewey's own message.

“I was taken away by a magician. ”

This sentence was written by Dewey himself, who did not write “hijack”, but rather vaguely used the word "take away”.

And, obviously, Dewey wrote this note with the permission of the magician who took Dewey.

Because there is not only Dewey's signature on this note… there is also a symbol.

No one understands this symbol, and finally Saliscaya, the only magician in the castle, understands it.

“It's like a magician's personal mark.” Thorskaya thought for a while: “Some old magicians are used to replacing signatures with this stuff. We can go to the Magic Union and find out who this signature belongs to. ”

What makes the castle nervous... is that Dewey was taken away by a magician! And it's only been over a month since his last hijacking by a magician!

Was it the last time that the Rollins and the Magicians had hatred? Magician hijacking Young Master Dewey again is an act of reprisal?

This emergency was immediately reported back to the hierarchy!

And strangely enough, after the symbol stamp on that note was sent to the Magic Union, the Magic Union unexpectedly remained silent this time!

Even Count Raymond was extremely angry at the news that his eldest son had been taken away again by the magician! Even if he doesn't like this son anymore, the magician's kidnapping of his son twice will be considered a provocation to the Rollins!

However, after seeing the symbol... Count Raymond immediately disappeared and remained silent! Don't talk about a word anymore!

Unlike the first time a magician hijacked you, the action was a big banner. After Dewey was taken away this time, both the Rollins and the Magic Union maintained a strange silence. There seemed to be a tacit agreement between the two sides, and the matter was suppressed...

The impatient Solskaya finally got a message from the Magic Guild that didn't count. This was revealed by a guy at the Magician's Guild who specializes in selling magic materials.

“The mark that took away Master Rollins belonged to a powerful magician who didn't even dare provoke the magic union! He does not exist in any records and any documents of the Magic Union... that man, let alone the Young Master, can only remain silent if he takes His Majesty the Emperor's son! ”

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Dewey is so upset right now!

First of all, he doesn't know exactly what magic this old man did to himself... because Dewey felt his body was no longer his own!

This is a strange "kidnapping” incident!

Dewey's thoughts, his consciousness, his mind, are all his own. But his body is controlled by an old magician!

Like now!

The old magician sat idly on the grass, reclining lazily under a big tree, watching Dewey light a fire in front of him.

Dewey has scolded the old man all over his stomach, but he can't do anything about it!

Because the old man just said to him gently: "Make a fire! ”

As a result, Dewey helplessly watched herself stand up, busy collecting branches before and after, lighting a bonfire, letting herself be smoked and coughed to tears, letting herself be angry... but he completely lost control of his body!

I became a puppet completely obeyed by an old magician!

Watching the old magician pull out a cloth bag from under the robe, the little cloth bag is obviously also a magic tool, because the old magician pulled out a sheep's leg from it, a bottle of good wine, even a new set of clothes, and a few bottles.

This cloth bag looks endless and I don't know how many things it contains.

Then the old magician gave the order: "BBQ! ”

Dewey can only helplessly “look” at his own body and scrupulously follow the magician's orders!

This is torture!

When Dewey started, he used to curse angrily.

But the discipline of the old magician was simple, and he just glanced at Dewey and said softly: “Palm. ”

Then Dewey looked at his palms and lifted them up, punching them in his face!

After having been slapped five or six times in a row, Dewey could only be bored to make a fortune... Although the ancestors of the old magician had been scolded almost every eighteenth generation in her stomach, she dared not say a word again.

When the old magician was full of wine and food, he took a look at Dewey, who sat with his white eyes rolled over, and suddenly laughed: "You're a good worker. I haven't had such delicious barbecue in a long time. ”

Dewey rolled his eyes.

“Now, sleep!” The old magician ended the conversation, then turned around and closed his eyes on the trunk.

Where's Duvi?

He doesn't want to sleep! But the body is under control! He was helpless, letting his body stretch out a lazy waist, then lay down straight and closed his eyes!

No matter how hard he tries, he can't open his eyes and sit up!

Because the old magician's orders are: sleep!

What the hell is this? Dewey felt like he had become one of those computers of his past life, and after being entered into the program, he executed it meticulously… whether he wanted it or not!

Five days in a row, the old magician took Dewey all the way north.

At first, the old magician flew directly out of the castle that night with Dewey, and then flew all the way north. A day later, when the two of them passed through a town, the old magician sent Dewey to buy two horses.

Dewey couldn't resist, and he couldn't escape. Now, apart from the freedom of thought, the dominance of his body belongs to the old magician.

Dewey once asked the old magician what magic he had done to himself.

The old magician doesn't answer.

Dewey also asked, "Why do you know Chris? You know that guy? You know that island?

The old magician doesn't answer.

Dewey asked: Where are we going?

The old magician doesn't answer.

Dewey's going crazy.

Running all day, especially on horseback long distances, is a tough test for Dewey, who has a very average physique. His thin, young body gradually lost its support, but the old magician never let go of his meaning.

“Do we have to ride?” Dewey finally couldn't bear: “Can't a powerful magician like you just fly over where he wants to go? ”

This time, the old magician finally answered the question.

“The place we go is special, and long distance flights can drain me of magic. And I, must remain magical until I reach my destination. ”

This is the only question the old magician answered on the way.

The most depressing thing about Dewey is... he can't even summon Semmel!

Knowing that Semel must be around him, this magical creature never shows up again.

Every day north, the weather gets a little colder. The Rollin Plains is in the south, warm, with Dewey wearing only a thin shirt, and as he came down for a few days, Dewey noticeably felt the cold weather, his hands and feet frozen and he was shaken by the wind as he rode on his horse.

Finally, the old magician seemed to show a little sympathy. He taught Dewey some strange poses, so that Dewey would do it again every day at rest...

It's like a set of gymnastics in Dewey's past life, but it's even stranger. And there are some poses that require a very skillful bending of the body, making this difficult move difficult for Dewey to do. But under the “orders” of the old magician, even though the tears of pain are coming out, the body still meticulously executes the orders of the action!

And what makes Dewey strange is that the effect is obvious! Every time he does a whole set of moves, he feels the fever coming from the inside out! That warm, roasty feeling drives the cold away!

Doing that strange set of actions every day, even Dewey herself felt that her body was much stronger than before!

Just on the twentieth day, the two of them had arrived in the northern part of the continent, where the climate was several times colder than the south, and there was no green around them, all covered with ice cream.

The wind of the North blows on his face as if it were a knife cut, and the road is hard to walk day after day.

They've got a blizzard!

Heavy snow blocked the road, horses were unable to pass, people stepped on it, and the snow had reached the calf.

The old magician finally took some kindness, they found a small town, and in a small tavern, the old magician left Dewey alone in his room and went out.

Dewey could not escape because the old magician gave him the order: "Sit still and keep your voice down. ”

The old magician came back in the evening, and this time he brought back a big bag, and after unloading it in front of Dewey, it was a thick leather jacket, a leather coat, and a sheepskin hat, a pair of high boots walking in the snow. There is also a knife.

“Put it on, we're ready to go.” The instructions of an old magician are simple.

“Where are we... going?” Dewey asked again.

This time, the old magician finally replied: "Ice sealed forest. ”

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