Law of the Devil

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Chapter 190 [Blue Sea Request]

“How's it going? ”

After the old cigarette went out, Dewey glanced at Lombardon.

Lombardon shook his head: “A nice guy… unfortunately chose the wrong person for loyalty. At least I would never betray my men or think of anyone as an abandoned son. ”

After a pause, Lombardon asked Dewey, “Boss, I really like this old cigarette, let him work for me. ”

Unexpectedly, Dewey refused Lombardon's request, and he laughed: "My general, I love this guy, he looks like a good officer, and from the Royal Forest Army, knowing etiquette, I lack such a man around me, just let him stay with me. ”

Longbottom has no objection, he agrees.

Finally, the fate of the old cigarette was decided, and after Dewey decided to leave Didu for the Northwest Territories, Dewey was about to form a close guard next to him, and the old cigarette, Dewey thought, was the most appropriate leader.

Unconsciously, Dewey's mind has generated a little bit of the idea of the "superior.”

In his subconscious mind, although he admired Lombardon, the 250th general, he did not want all his troops to be deeply marked by the 250th general. While Dewey is satisfied with Lombardon's ability to summon a bunch of old men, he will not have all his troops under Lombardon's command alone.

The way to manage it lies in balance. This is crucial.

And old cigarettes, which Dewey seems to be a good fit for right now.

There is already a preliminary idea in Dewey's mind about his future territorial militia.

Lombardon is familiar with the Northwest as a general, and he has considerable skill as a future cavalry leader. But Dewey wouldn't put all the power in a man's hands. In his plan, there was another important candidate, Dewey, who was very fond of.

The Robert Knight, who has dealt with himself a lot on the Rollin Plains, is rigorous and steady.

Hussein and Nicole have come one step ahead to meet up with Dewey in Imperial City.

But the Knight Robert is still on his way, and he's taking someone to help Solskaya move that magic lab out of Castle Rawling. There's a lot of important stuff in that lab, extra trouble moving it, and Knight Robert, with Dewey's permission, escorts Solskaya all the way.

And this old cigarette... Dewey thinks he'll be a qualified Guard Captain.

Of course, there is also an Alpha Guard Captain in the family, who is undoubtedly the best person to serve as a Guard Captain Duvi in terms of seniority, experience and martial arts.

But Alpha followed Old Raymond for far too long, and on that basis, Dewey believed that the Alpha Guard Chief was doomed to become his own kin.

There are other arrangements for Uncle Alpha, Dewey.

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Those strange talents Lombardon had taken from the slave market had been joined by Dewey in his own SS… it was an extremely enviable position to be the Duchess' personal guardian and a bright future. And the old cigarette, temporarily appointed as the head of these people.

Nobody has a problem with that. After all, the strength of old cigarettes is above everyone else. Everyone knows that.

Over the next period of time, Dewey put most of her energy into the Magic Academy.

He spent a great deal of time each day hiding in Hogwarts, trying to drill down on the results of the Wizards' research gathered by the Witchcraft Institute.

Even a simple spell has been greatly improved.

And at the same time, Dewey wrote that sentence in front of Hogwarts:

“Please take a different path, greedy for life and afraid of death, and do not enter this gate. ”

That phrase became the motto of almost all those who studied at Hogwarts. The warm blood of young people is easily incited, and with some noble slogans, exciting slogans, a sense of purpose, and noble ideals, it is enough for these simple, army-born young people to have a strong respect for and loyalty to Dewey.

Not to mention, what Professor Dewey gave them was twice as brilliant as those rigid spells in other houses, or hiding in the lab and studying those boring recipes.

Even in that course in the face of golden-eyed python, two unlucky guys were petrified by golden-eyed python, and their rigid bodies were placed in front of the courtyard after petrification. They didn't hate Dewey, but rather inspired a great deal of learning enthusiasm.

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“Today will be the last lesson I will teach you personally. ”

On that day, Dewey finally announced in that specially built staircase: "Because I'm sure everyone knows that I'm going to my territory… Northwest Desa. So I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you for a while...”

Thirty-two participants were all disappointed.

“But don't be too sad, because if everything goes well, we'll see each other again soon.” Dewey smiles very cunningly: “I have made a suggestion to the College as a member of the College Board of Management, and I don't think it is possible to train qualified magicians to stay in the College all day, you need to accumulate more experience, so my suggestion is that we will send students in regular batches to several famous adventure sites on the continent for field trials and accumulate your experience! And at my suggestion, there are only three places that are currently considered suitable for you… the ice-covered forests of the north, the marshes of the south, and… the northwest. ”

Dewey's smiling face was cunning.

“Of course, with your current strength, the Academy thinks sending you rookies to the frozen forest or the swamps of the south is a really lethal act, so the place that best fits your strengths is the northwest. There are arid, hot deserts with magical creatures like black gold scorpions and underground sand snakes that can erupt poisonous fires, as well as some less powerful warcraft in the Kilimaro Mountains. These can provide you with ample experience, and my suggestion is that you will be traveling to the Northwest for a while in the coming months… oh, what I call an 'internship’. ”

Here's a cheer.

Three months down, this group has built full confidence in what Professor Dewey has given them!

Magic college is full of young students, young people are brave, and there will inevitably be some clandestine fights on weekdays, all of which, guided by Dewey's ingenuity, are dueling in a "magician's way”.

And in incomplete statistics, in all the covert sorcerer duels, participants from Hogwarts maintain an overwhelming advantage in the odds of winning against people from other branches!

“Of course, not every one of you can qualify for an internship in the Northwest, but a test.” Dewey laughed, "Only qualified people have access to internships, for your own safety. And the test...” Dewey touched his nose: "The Academy will divide you into groups, in groups, where you will defeat an adult Snow Wolf without the protection of a teacher! ”

Looking at these young people below, none of them had a look of fear on their faces, and Dewey slapped the table with satisfaction and said out loud: "Okay! Pray for your future! Hey, rookies! But fortunately, you won't have to face my torment for a while! Goodbye, my students! ”

After that, Dewey walked to the door and suddenly there was a neat stand behind him. Thirty-two cadets, all according to the army's standard etiquette, gave Dewey a chest slap.

“Thank you all, I'll be waiting for you in the northwest.” Dewey turned around and left.

He was very satisfied with what was happening.

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The day you left Imperial Capital entered the countdown.

Dewey's current headache remains his staff's problem.

North-West Desa, a whole province of territory, requires a large number of low- and middle-level administrators, while Dewey's pockets are now empty - he hasn't had one for three months.

Can't we just go to the northwest and get it?

Dewey sighed.

He has recruited people through various channels in the Emperor, but it's enough to scare away most people as soon as he hears it's going to that shithole in the Northwest. At the official level of the Empire, Dewey would have liked to dig up a few people in some of the central departments of the Empire through his prestige and relationship, but obviously... someone respects you one thing, but to follow you to suffer in the Northwest is another.

Few people would give up the Emperor's Flower World and follow the Duke to the Northwest.

Dewey had no shortage of money, and in more than three months Dewey's business in Tidu had more than tripled. That little Zach was indeed a business genius, and he had come up with a lot of wonders, and in three months, the gold coin in Dewey's pocket had reached four million.

But gold coins buy slaves, but not real talent.

The only good news is that Little Zach is as watery as a fish in the Dido mall, and if Lady Lynn is soon to be liberated, she can finally be surrounded by a bunch of nasty young nobles without wearing that gorgeous armor.

And now Lord Camisillo, the chief of the Dido security service, patrols the streets with soldiers wearing a gorgeous set of armor bought from Dewey every day.

“I need someone! Three hundred will do.” Dewey sits in the study frowning and sighing: “If there are no 300, 200... no, even if there are only 100, they can barely be used, just build up the administrative shelves of Dessard province...”

Probably the gods really heard Dewey's prayers, and just as Dewey frowned, Butler Mudd sent a message.

“Young Master, someone sent an invitation... someone from the University of the Blue Sea sent it. He hopes that if you are not busy today, you will have time to go to his house at night...”

Dewey dazed for a moment.

Blue Sea college guy?

The most famous, most prestigious scholar in Empire City?

Also his own brother Gabriel's teacher?!

I feel like I'm not having an affair with this famous college student, am I? When he was about to leave Didu, why did he come to invite himself?

This Blue Sea scholar has a very large shelf, and Dewey knows it. The scholar's learning crown, Getty, everyone was persuaded by his studies, and many nobles came to the door to ask the scholar to accept his family's children as disciples. But the scholar's standards of admission were extremely strict and he never yielded to any authority. Even the royal son, if he can't get into his eyes, will never get into his door wall.

When the scholar was able to take Gabriel as his apprentice, and Count Raymond came to visit him several times, the child, after years of covert tutoring by Dewey, was truly distinguished among his peers, so that he was successfully accepted as a disciple by Blue Sea scholars. However, after the coup d 'état, with the fall of the Rollins, Gabriel returned home with his parents, there was little interaction between the Blue Sea scholars and the Rollins.

Why is he looking for me?

Though he respects such scholars, Dewey is running out of time and is about to reject them. Mudd added: “Someone has brought Mr. Blue Sea a sentence that says, 'The Duchess's current troubles, perhaps he can solve them.'" ”

Dewey's eyes shine: "Prepare the horse! I'm on my way! ”

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As one of the most prestigious university students in the Emperor's capital, Mr. Blue Sea's home does not seem to match his status very well.

The home of Blue Sea scholars is situated in the south of the city of Didu… the south of the city is where civilians live. And Mr. Blue Sea's home, in this case, is already quite a lot of space. But the elegant and simple makeup looks very cheerful.

Blue brick, green grass, black soil, in a yard planted with a great acacia tree, Dewey saw this Blue Sea college man.

He sat in a rattan chair, dressed in a plain robe, without any makeup or even a pair of bare feet, sitting so quietly in a rattan chair. When Dewey walked in, he smiled at Dewey: "Come in, Duchess, I didn't know you'd be here so early, so I only prepared a pot of tea and didn't prepare dinner. ”

Dewey smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

He was too anxious. The invitation to the Blue Sea was at night, but Dewey couldn't wait. Now that the sun had not set, he had broken into the house of the Blue Sea.

“You are very quiet here.” Dewey concealed his embarrassment and looked at this elegant courtyard: “Is it so quiet in here? ”

“No, the kids will be here during the day.” Blue Sea laughed: “But now they're all back. Please sit down, Duchess, and do not take offense to my laziness, I have only an old servant in my household. He should be busy in the kitchen by now, so please move a chair out of the house yourself. ”

Looking at this famous college man up close, he looks very elegant, a silver hair stands very neat, no beard on his face, very white skin, except for a white hair revealing his age... this guy looks unusually young, and Dewey even suspects that if he wanted to dye his hair, someone would think he was only forty years old at most.

But Dewey knew this guy was at least eighty years old.

It was not customary for Dewey to let an 80-year-old man carry a chair for himself, so he quickly ran into the room next to him, moved a chair out and sat in front of the Blue Sea.

The old scholar had a pair of blue eyes, and he didn't seem to have a chair that hung Dewey's appetite, and looked at Dewey with a smile: "Duchess, I know why you're in such a hurry. You've been having trouble lately, haven't you? ”

“Yes.” Dewey didn't hide either: “You sent a message saying you could help me? ”

“Yes." Blue Sea nodded: “You need manpower and a lot of manpower to build the administration of the entire Tessa province. ”

“Yes, I need at least one… No, I need 300 people! Three hundred men who can serve as junior and middle administrators! God, to be honest, I don't even have a candidate for governor right now.” Dewey smiled.

“Duchess, I don't have 300 people, but I think that in your current situation, if there were 80 people, it would be barely enough.” The Blue Sea penetrates Dewey's lies with one sentence.

True, Dewey was talking to the lions.

Dewey smiled: "So can you recommend some people to me? ”

Blue Sea scholars sighed, and under the sunset, the old man sitting under the acacia seemed helpless, he whispered: “I have a bunch of students. You know, although I also took in some noble children, most of my students were from civilians. They learned something from me, but there was no place to do it. Most of the selection of Imperial officials takes place among nobles, and the chances for civilians are too few. I thought, since you're going to go to the Northwest to create a new situation, I might get a chance for my students. ”

Dewey frowned: "But I need a bunch of people who can handle local administration, not a bunch of... scholars. ”

Blue Sea laughed: "Duchess, I assure you my students will satisfy you. I'm not the kind of scholar who likes to study astrophysics or astrology, and my students are learning how to govern their country. I guarantee they will be qualified magistrates, all they need is experience… and a little trust. ”

Later, Dewey asked a few more questions carefully, and finally he determined that the Blue Sea scholar's students should all be genuine.

Many of the so-called scholars of the empire, in fact, studied vain astrophysics, astrology, or so-called "magic of power” to gain a second reputation in the aristocratic circle.

Like Dewey's own Enlightenment teacher, he remembers that his Enlightenment teacher, Rosiat, is a famous astrologer.

But Blue Sea scholars teach their disciples content to Dewey's great satisfaction: architecture, mathematics, history, and some moral cultivation.

“I will not turn my disciples into those who exaggerate only to please the nobles, each of whom has its own area of expertise.” The Blue Sea finally gave assurances.

Dewey nodded, then he stood up and walked two laps in the yard, looking back at the Blue Sea, still sitting in a chair laughing.

“Sir.” Dewey sighed, “I'm sorry I asked... but why did you do it? ”

Dewey doesn't believe in pie drops from the sky.

“You have done me such a great favor, do you have any special requests for me? ”

The blue sea nodded, then the old man sat upright and suddenly a glimmer appeared in his blue eyes!

“Duchess, you are a wise man, and I think I can confirm that… so I'm sure you should understand what I'm saying next. ”

Dewey waited quietly for the Blue Sea to come down.

“There's going to be unrest in the northwest! In the near future!” The words of the Blue Sea make Dewey pay homage to this scholar! There is no doubt that Dewey shares the view of the Blue Sea.

“What I ask of you… No, it should be a request from an old man to you, to the Duke of Imperial Town, who guards the frontier.” The Blue Sea sighed gently and then suddenly raised its voice a few points: “In the future, under no circumstances should you ever let your enemies in the northwest cross the Kilimaro Mountains! ”

Dewey's in shock!

The look on Blue Sea's face is serious: “Perhaps if I said this, it would make you feel... very embarrassed. But I think you and I both know what deep revenge there is between the Empire and that people in the Northwest! So if those people cross Mount Kilimaro into the heart of the Empire… the people of the Empire will suffer a havoc. That's what I'm asking of you! ”

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