Law of the Devil

(Two in One Chapter)

Chapter 164

“Left, left! Slow down, you idiot! ”

Mudd commanded the servants to carry their luggage, one by one, the boxes piling up on the carriage.

The doors of the original Count of Rollins in Tidu were busy, and six sturdy carriages loaded with cargo were packed with luggage.

After the coup d 'état, the Rollins had completely collapsed, Count Raymond had failed to participate in the coup d 'état, and most of the family members with Rollins had lost their high-ranking official positions after the coup d 'état, and others had even been imprisoned.

However, none of those last named Rollin were executed because of Dewey's existence.

The territory was reclaimed and the private forces were dismissed. And in just three days, this Count House will belong to others.

The frustrated Count Raymond, who had sold the Count's house, decided to return with his wife and son to his home in the Rollin Plains. On the one hand, to withdraw from the circle of the Emperor, and on the other, to publicly express my position: I just want to go home and be a rich man.

For many years, Count Raymond couldn't have been free of political enemies. He couldn't help but notice that he had fallen into stone.

Most of the original servants and guards of the palace were demobilized, and Count Raymond, who had lost his title, did not have to retain so many servants and entourages.

There are now only ten loyal servants in the house, and the Alpha Guard Commander with sixty elite Rollins guards. Other than that, the old Count doesn't seem to have much power anymore.

Since the coup d 'état ended when Dewey traded his father's life for a cover at the Regent King, Count Raymond had left behind a life that had come as a surprise to the beautiful Countess.

Watching the yard filled with wolves and that broken jar of bottles, busy servants and guards, Count Raymond was just calm in the face, the beautiful Countess cried long before holding Dewey, and then finally walked into the carriage, comforted by Dewey's smile.

And Gabriel... Dewey thought of this brother and had to sigh a little.

It seems that the younger brother has a strange attitude towards himself.

Because just last night, young Gabriel found Dewey, and asked Dewey straightaway, “Can I stay with you in the Emperor? ”

Looking at Gabriel, naively, Dewey sighed: "… no. ”

“Why?” Gabriel squeezed his fist, his expression and tone excited: “I am from the Rollins, I want to stay in Dido, I want to build a successful career here and restore the family's glory in the future! I don't want to go back to the country, I don't have any hope of going back there...”

Dewey filmed his brother: "Wait two years. I'll pick you up in two years. Now is not the time. ”

Gabriel was deeply disappointed when he heard the words, looked at his brother with complexity, and turned around and left silently.

When Gabriel left this morning, he boarded the carriage early and didn't even say a word to Dewey.

Childish gambling - Dewey grins.

Watching the servants pack everything up and looking at the already empty Count House. This is where Dewey lived for 10 years, and he grew up here, reading in that little building behind him, studying magic, learning astrology.

Behind him, Count Raymond gently patted him. Dewey turned around and Count Raymond was dressed in a white robe, clean and spotless, with a little emotion on his face.

“Ready…” Dewey looked at his father and laughed bitterly.

“Yes, ready.” Count Raymond threw two broken boxes there with his fingers pointed at the corner of the wall: “Sit down and talk to me for a while. We haven't had a good conversation since I was released home. ”

Dewey nodded, and the father and son, a former Earl and an incumbent Duke, sat on two broken boxes in the corner of the courtyard.

“You still haven't listened to me.” Count Raymond said, “Seems like you've never heard me in your memory - including this one. I told you never to try to save my life, but you did. ”

Dewey looked into his father's eyes and said, "First of all, you're my father, although objectively, the relationship between us has not always been very good. But you're my father, and you raised me for over a decade. Second... If you die, both your mother and brother will be very sad. As for the third... I'm me, and I can't do the kind of pure politician you're asking for right now. ”

Count Raymond nodded: "Then I should thank you, at least I can come back here and live with your mother, with your brother. ”

Once again, the father and son fell into silence, as if they were together and had always had little in common language, including Count Raymond in the IGO prison, and when Dewey visited him, they were just talking about the heavy topics of coups d 'état, the situation, the family, etc.

Finally, Count Raymond broke the silence: “I hear you're looking for the Tessa province. ”

“Yes.” Dewey grinned bitterly: “I can't think of any place better than where. ”

“Well, you must know exactly what's going on in that place.” Count Raymond sighed: “I am familiar with that place, which was used more than two decades ago as a rear strategic base for the Expeditionary Army during the expedition to the north-west. That place... very..."

“What are you trying to say? Bare or barren? Or is it broken?” Dewey's laughing.

“To be precise, it is barbaric and barren, but also fragile.” Count Raymond suddenly made a joke: “In fact, we were even going to lead a heterogeneous army out of the desert, preferably to Tessa Province, which was a good place to fight, even if it was a mess, the central Empire would not be distressed. ”

“I know everything you said.” Dewey's rare smile: “I've turned over a lot of information and maps, and the only thing that's laughable about Texas is that it's geographically located just off the northwest corridor of Mount Kilimaro. If the Northwest is in turmoil again, that place will be a battlefield at any moment, and it will always be the route of those post-desert interracial attacks after all. ”

Count Raymond nodded, reassured that the son knew his territory very well.

“Well, let me remind you…” Count Raymond took a deep breath: "In my years of experience in the military, it is my estimation that after that war more than two decades ago, the vitality of the Northwest Hemisphere should have gradually recovered over the years. And those savages will never forget the bloody hatred that was fought back then. In my estimation, the Northwest will definitely be in a mess again within a decade at most. At that time, your territorial head will take the lead...”

Dewey frowned.

How could Father not know all this? I had no choice but to choose the worst territory in exchange for my father's life.

Originally Dewey wanted to pick the frozen forest! It's just that the frozen forest place still has a lot of benefits, at least it's rich!

What's in Tessa? Large tracts of desertified land! Salt and alkali! That place, the food production is said to be scary low, and the land there, I'm afraid, grows the best plants, even the cactus!

The only thing that counts as barely good is leaning back against the Kilimaro Mountains in the northwest. The Kilimaro Mountains are not rich in minerals, the only ones are stones and trees.

There are plenty of merchants in that place, but the problem is, there are plenty of horse thieves in the desert!

“Now that you know all of this, I've saved you a lot of effort to explain it.” Count Raymond looked softly, slowly: “My advice to you is: Armament! In my opinion, there must be another great war in the Northwest within 10 years. It will be a test, perhaps an opportunity, for you. Every time a war breaks out, the mediocre can only act as cannon ashes, but the brilliant characters can also take advantage! Now that you own that place in the northwest, there's a lot of work to be done. I've been in the military my whole life, but now that I'm down, there's not much I can do to help you, even you saved your own life. But after all, I had a lot of old men and colleagues back then, and this kind of thing was still useful. ”

After that, Count Raymond pulled a thin brochure out of his arms, handed it over to Dewey and sighed: “This is the situation of a few of my old colleagues in the Northwest Sandfox Corps, a piece of the Northwest that has always been lame, with strong local factions, where we in the Central Army are very marginalized. A few of my old colleagues are not doing so well, but some small help is still possible. This is their current position, their personality, their temper and so much more. In addition, there are a few places where the general of the guard army received some advantages from me back then. Although things are different now, some people may turn away, but I hope that one or two other conscientious people can see the advantages of the year and open up some convenience doors for you. ”

Dewey took this booklet and looked with gratitude at his father.

“And one I want to remind you of!” Count Raymond sighed: “That place in the northwest is completely different from this one! That local people's wind defended, those Northwest Legion guys, one by one, all became local warlords, if you can't move, you dare to pull a knife to cut people! Those guys, they're gangsters who don't even buy money from the military. Remember me, though you are the Duke now, if you go to the Northwest, don't put any Duke shelves in front of the old warlords in the Northwest Army. Although most of them are well below you,... in the end, a lot of them are half soldiers and half bandits in the dark! He will bite you in the dark if he doesn't dare to deal with you.” Speaking of which, Count Raymond looked into Dewey's eyes: “You know what? That place has never been sealed out before! At least I know that in the past few decades, that place has been sealed to two counts, neither of whom are weak, and then went to the northwest... hum..."

Dewey kept his heart open: "How's it going? ”

“The first man, an aristocrat who had developed his family's business skills and finally acquired the land, put a noble shelf in front of the homeowners of the Northwest Army, and was killed by the Northwest Army less than six months later. We all know very well what happened when he was said to have offended the two commanding generals and his house was cleansed of blood by a group of 'horse thieves'. However, the back of the small nobleman was not hard, the Northwest Army guys held heavy soldiers, and the military boss was not willing to offend too deeply. He pressed on the army salary for a few months. After a small punishment, the matter was covered.” After a pause, Count Raymond continued: “The second person, sort of a background, the guy is also an Earl, the family background is still from the Imperial Army, his distant uncle is also the deputy commander of the Southern Legion, because of the relationship, got a hereditary title, but the land was almost sealed, got to the northwest place. When the guy first arrived in the northwest, he was also from the military. He didn't buy the books of the Northwest Army, and was almost killed. However, this time, the Northwest Army did not dare to openly kill, secretly instructed horse thieves to rob him of several batches of family goods. Although his private army was also an elite one taken from the south, he could only barely defend himself in that place in the northwest. Something happened. The bastards of the Northwest Army did not send a single soldier, so he sat waiting for him to come to the door and beg, and knocked him a lot while he had the chance. After two years of hard work, the guy knew he couldn't keep up. Finally, he removed the enclosure and went back to the south. ”

Dewey sighed.

After all, he's only looking at things from maps and data. Where does the old man know so much about this? So, the guys in the Northwest Army, they're really a bunch of bandits, and they're very exclusive.

I'm afraid it won't be easy to take root in the northwest.

After this, Count Raymond stood up and said, "That's all I can do for you. Though that place is a tiger wolf's land, Dewey, I'm still very fond of you. With your wisdom and skill, it should not be difficult to take root in the northwest. The hard part is how to build your power. In this world, without your own power, it is absolutely impossible. Besides, the Northwest War is on the horizon, these are your precious years of development, you have to wipe out your territory within a few years, establish authority, deeply entrench your power on the land, that is the most important test... and if you can't even do this, it can only mean that you don't deserve the power in your hands at all or go home to be a rich man. ”

Father and son hugged each other, sort of goodbye.

Dewey sent his father out to the carriage and waved at his mother in the carriage, looking at her tearful mother, and Dewey smiled: "Mother, wait a few days and I will visit you in the Rollin Plains. ”

Another glance saw Gabriel sitting there sullenly, and Dewey moved in his heart and walked over, laughing: “Brother, I left a lot of fun stuff in my old castle. Right behind the castle, I built a manor. On my last mother's birthday, I made those 'Forgiveness of the Dawn Goddess’, and the kind of hot air balloon that could fly. All that information was left there. After you go back, if you feel interested, you can see it. ”

A few more words of comfort, the young Gabriel just loosened his face and glanced at Dewey and said firmly: "Brother, when I grow up, I will surely come to you! ”

On that day, the once infinitely scenic Rollins left Didu altogether. Long convoys, dozens of carriages, hundreds of servants and guards, protected the three Counts of Raymond and headed to their home in the Rollin Plains.

However, it was surprising to Dewey that the loyal guardian, Alpha, had not left with Count Raymond.

“Lord Count has orders.” Alpha looks at the Young Master in front of you: "From today on, I am no longer a member of the Rollins, and I will remain faithful to you, Lord Duke of Rudolph. ”

•

I sent my parents and brother away, but Dewey had no time to be sad.

He still has a lot to deal with. A new territory needs to be built up immediately.

With the decree, all officials from Bendessa had to leave, and Dewey had to organize a group of trusted people to take over the affairs of the entire province!

Even more barren, more desolate, after all, is a province! Local officials, officials, even a small clerk... these need a lot of people to fill out!

But what does Dewey have?

Top of the continent, he's got a few. But officials...

After thinking about it, you can't let those pirates be parents in a northwest province?

Think of a bunch of pirates who became local officials, fish and meat, and Dewey felt like he was sweating cold.

Lack of people!

Severe shortage!

As is customary, the political handover of such enclosed territory is generally about three months. But where would Dewey be in three months, looking for a bunch of helpful staff?

He wanted to bring back the abandoned Rollins on the original Rollin Plains, but then he found out no! Because the Rollins are a guilty family, with all the former government officials in the Rollins' territories dismissed and all devalued into civilians - never hired!

He can get some small wrists to preserve his father's name, he can use Prince Chen's honorable favor for his article, but if he dares to bring the Rollins' officials to the northwest... isn't it brazen to replicate a Rollins plain in the northwest? Even if Prince Chen looked at himself differently, it was absolutely impossible to allow it.

Thinking about it, Dewey suddenly saw the old butler next to him, former Marv, Mr. Mudd.

“Uh... Mad.” Dewey blinked and looked at this loyal old muff and laughed: "Your Football League chairman seems to be dying, the Rollin Plains are not ours anymore... but are you interested in being governor of a province again? ”

Governor?

Old Mudd almost went soft on the spot. He hurried up and hugged Dewey's leg. He cried with deep emotion: "Never! Young Master... look at me, you can't be the Governor! ”

Dewey rubbed his temple hard: "Alas, where can I find someone? Three months... three months! ”

I lifted old Mudd up, and Dewey looked at the sky and suddenly remembered something: "Mudd, what's the date? ”

“June 15.” Mudd was relieved to see that the Young Master had stopped talking about the Governor.

Old Mudd is an honest man, and he has a kind of near-peasant truth: very self-aware, he understands that he is definitely not the kind of man who can be governor of a province!

Without that blessing, you sit in that seat, but you'll get paid for it!

June 15th?

When Dewey's eyes shined, she remembered a big thing in her heart and immediately called out: "Mud, get me a horse! I'm going out, alone! ”

After a pause, he asked, "Is there a flying horse town northwest of Tidu? Is there another place called Jumping Horse? ”

Before the sun went down, Dewey rode alone, dusted, left the city from the western gate of Emperor City and headed toward Northwest Guard City.

The man guarding the gates recognized this recently hot teenage Duke. How dare you stop the Duke when he looks anxious? Way out of the way.

With the green magic item left behind by old Gandhof in his arms, according to Gandhof's suicide note, just light the magic flame on the jump horse tonight when the moon is full... you can see the man Gandhof made himself look for and can be his own magic teacher!

That Feima town wasn't hard to find, but it took Dewey a lot of effort to find it. Starting to ask the locals, the locals said they hadn't heard the name, and finally Dewey got the news in the mouth of an old wagon driver:

“Jumping? You mean the hillside outside that town? The place was called the Jumping Horse, because legend had it that there was a bunch of horses in ancient times that jumped from one mountain to the other. But now, very few people remember that name. The place is just northwest of town. It's easy to find, two hillsides, a ditch in the middle! But that legend is rarely known now, and later, because of the way those two hills look, the people here gave them a new name. ”

“Oh, now what's the name of the place? ”

“Brokeback Mountain. ”

Dewey: “... my day. ”

•

All the way out of town to the northwest, Dewey finally reached the Broken Back Mountain when the sun set.

Watching the night descend, Dewey Zema entered a forest and then walked into a ditch between the two slopes, which was apparently rarely visited on weekdays, a trail full of gravel, and the horses had had a hard time walking.

Dewey simply abandoned the horse and walked in.

Far away, after walking through the trenches, I finally found an empty space under the jump horse written in Gandhoff's suicide note.

Only Dewey looked far away and found that the night had come, and there was a hidden fire in that empty space, and a thin man sat on his knees beside the fire, looking very lonely.

The flame was faint, and the man turned his back on Dewey and curled himself into a bunch, as if he was still trembling in Cesar. Dewey approached softly and heard a faint sigh.

“God... please, bless poor little, little Vivian... little, little Vivian is so cold right now, so good, so hungry...”

(Moon ticket ~)

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