Law of the Devil

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(Today's plus, 5,000 words!

Chapter 200 [“Practice”]

Moon ticket!

As you all know, when the Duchess is hiding in the Governor's Palace without visitors, it is best not to disturb him. Because everyone knows that the Duchess is a magician! When a magician is obsessed with magic studies, it is best not to disturb him.

Moreover, even the Mad Butler closest to Dewey implicitly felt that the young master seemed to be feeling worse and worse lately.

True, Dewey's upset!

The construction of the new city went well, and he was not to worry about specific administrative tasks. But he was still in a bad mood day after day.

Because he's been waiting for someone!

The Green Robe Gandalf, the old man, promised to find himself in three months! But it's been over six months, and he hasn't heard from me!

Looking at the end of autumn, it's almost winter... is that old green hat guy kidding himself?!

Dewey felt his strength had reached a bottleneck. At his current level of magic, he has reached about level six. And his ability to manipulate magic, drawing on the results of so many lifelong studies of magicians at the Academy of Magic, and his efforts over the past six months, has been quite impressive. Mastered a lot of spells.

If Dewey is allowed to retake the assessment now, Dewey is confident that she can earn a Level 6 magician's badge.

And now, if we fight each other purely by magic, the Grigg Witch is no longer Dewey's opponent.

But Dewey found that that was all he could do. After all, learning the results of the magicians' research in the magic societies is limited. Dewey needs a mentor, a mentor who can keep him moving along the magic path. At least an old magician with a complete study of magic theory.

The Grigg Witch should have been able to play this role temporarily, but this mouse... he's good at deformation. Deformation is not what Dewey needs. And Vyvyan... poor little Vyvyan has eight levels of strength, but... she's not a qualified teacher who stutters even when she talks.

Under helplessness, Dewey put more time into magic research. Master Eriko's formula, which replaced the secret silver, took Dewey a long time to reverse, but it didn't succeed. Seth, the guy who used to make the wand, was very interested in how Dewey came up with the broomstick, and he was almost successful in his research these days.

But after two tries, poor Sett broke a leg.

Dewey knew that the establishment of the new city was just the beginning, and he needed to urgently grow his strength. In this northwest place, you can't stand without strength! Besides, no one else will see the wind and water develop here in Dewey, and there will always be disruptions.

Dewey was right about that. Because soon, the mess came.

Although nobody dares to disturb the Duchess of Dewey and the Magician in the study, you know that the Duchess has been in a bad mood lately.

But at noon, Mudd had to walk into Dewey's study and interrupt Dewey, who was scrutinizing a bunch of recipes that Eliko had given him.

“Young master.” Mudd blinked and blinked, although Dewey was already the Duke's lord, Mudd kept calling Dewey "the Young Master” unlike anyone else who called him “the Lord”.

“Young Master, someone wants to see you. ”

Dewey frowned and looked up: "Is immigration a problem? Weren't those guys offering any weird terms? ”

“… not.” Mudd shook his head: “Coming from the Northwest Regiment. ”

Dewey glanced for a moment and put down what was in her hand.

Northwest Legion?

It's been months since I've been in the Northwest, and the Northwest Corps hasn't spontaneously approached me, and Dewey hasn't spontaneously approached the warlords.

What's going on today?

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In the visiting room, Dewey met with the Northwest Regiment.

The visitor was a middle-aged officer who, from the look of his costume, should be a general.

Imperial military system, walking into the rank of Commander, can be regarded as touching the side of a senior officer. The Commander is the leader of a regiment, an imperial military system, an infantry regiment of 4,000 men and a cavalry regiment of 3,000 men.

Generally, however, four regiments can form a division, with the division commander being the general. For example, General Junk of the Royal Guard's Second Division during the coup d 'état.

The empire's general rank is divided into four categories, like Juncker's, which are only first-class generals. Of course, being a general like Juncker, who guards the emperor, although only at the lowest rank of general, has a very high identity. For example, a general of the same rank, Lombardon is also commanding a cavalry of 20,000 men, but as a general far from the barren land of the Northwest, although of the same rank, identity can never be compared to the Jonk of Didu.

Such a general, officially known in the Roland Empire as the "Major General”.

The name Dewey is naturally unfamiliar, especially when it comes to knowing that Aragon, the Founding Emperor, is as much a traveler as he is. The empire was founded by Aragon, and he left behind the military system, and with the intense colors of Dewey's previous life, it was perfectly normal.

On the other hand, it is the commander of the regiment, who generally has the title "Lieutenant General”. And there are exceptions, such as Count Raymond, Dewey's father, who was a lieutenant general in the beginning. Although Raymond has never really commanded an army, he once commanded an expeditionary fleet, which is also a lieutenant general.

And then up, that's the Admiral. Generally, the Admiral is no longer directly responsible for the passage of an army or regiment. Basically, they are senior military seniors who, in old age, will not stay on the front lines of the army, but will go to the imperial military command department, hang a rank of general, and then become the boss in the command department.

For example, Count Raymond, Dewey's father, in his capacity as Lieutenant General, conquered the South China Ocean in a fleet of expeditionaries, and then rose to the rank of Commander-in-Chief of the Army and became Admiral.

The highest natural is the Marshal now. But the marshal is usually just a symbol of “false titles” and a symbol of glory.

At present, however, the Empire does not have a Marshal. Because of this supreme honor, it can only be given to those who possess great military merit. However, there is no war in the prevailing environment of the Empire and it is in a period of peace. Naturally there is no great military service.

And the Northwest War was just a partial war. As for the Southern Ocean expedition... how much credit can it take to bully a bunch of indigenous people with a huge fleet?

There have been a few real marshals in the history of the Empire. For example, the ancestor who founded the Rollin family, such as the Aragon Founding War...

And now... the marshal, the status that all soldiers yearn for, is temporarily vacant.

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“Dear Duchess.” The general of the Northwest Army standing in front of Dewey was kind enough to introduce himself: “I am Dodoro, the 13th Division Commander of the Northwest Army. ”

First of all, Dewey has no good feelings for this guy who calls himself Dorothy.

Because although he was wearing military uniforms and swords, the guy didn't have a half a soldier in his body. He looks like he's in his forties, obviously he's already wearing the biggest uniform, but the fat on his body seems to break his clothes at any moment.

The transverse flesh on his cheek, along with his pale face, which is noticeably excessively alcoholic, and his fat body... can be said to be more like a homeowner if he changed his clothes.

How can such a man be a general?

But as soon as Dewey heard his introduction, he understood.

Because this so-called "13th Division of the Northwest Legion" is not a regular army. Duvi had some information about the Northwest Army, and he knew that this 13th division was actually a logistics unit dedicated to the distribution of military materiel. Simply put, this Dorothy in front of you is the logistics chief of an entire Northwest Legion.

Dewey immediately took heed, and he had implicitly guessed this guy's intention.

“General Dodoro, have a seat.” Dewey pointed his finger at a chair in the room.

The next two guests for a while, this Dorothy is obviously an official master. The scenes in the official arena are very skillful. He first complimented Dorothy on “Young for Work”, then praised Dorothy on "Juvenile Genius”, and finally expressed his amazement at the miracle that Dorothy built a new city so quickly. "The magician's power, indeed, is not something ordinary people can speculate on! ”

And Dewey laughed at his ass, and after two cups of tea, this Dorothy finally said what he wanted.

“Duchess, I have come today to ask for your help in addition to the greetings of our Legion Commander, General Lugo. ”

Dewey laughed: "General Dodoro, go ahead. ”

“This…” the fat man sighed and laughed: "Looking at the autumn's over, according to the ordinance, I want to ask, when will we Northwest Army be able to pick up military supplies for the quarter? ”

To ask for money...

Dewey grinned coldly.

“Duchess, as you should know, according to the northwestern ordinance, supplies from our northwestern army are distributed directly from local revenues. According to the usual practice, when quarterly financial revenues are reported, we in the Northwest Army have to accept one of ours from the local... Oh, you know, it's not easy to be a soldier, our boys are at the edge of the empire and always have to eat to defend the territory. You are also from the Wuhun family. I don't need to say more about this. You must understand this. ”

Dewey nodded silently: "Well, I don't know, how much is it extracted, as is customary? ”

In fact, Dewey was already very familiar with the decree, and he had deliberately asked.

“Forty percent.” Dodoro smiled slightly and put up four fingers: “As is customary, we in the Northwest Army have to extract 40% of our financial revenues. ”

Dewey listened to his eyebrow and said, “Forty percent? General Dodoro, you're kidding. Under the north-west interim decree, only 20 per cent of local fiscal revenues are supplied. ”

Dorothy smiled and almost all the fat on his face was squeezed together: "My lord, you are new to the Northwest, perhaps you do not know this, if it is normal, nature is 20%. However, it has been a long-standing practice for the Northwest Army to collect 40% of its annual autumn revenues. ”

Without waiting for Dewey to ask questions this time, Dorothy himself explained: "After autumn, it was the end of the year, the practice in the army, in order to reward soldiers for a year of hard work, will pay an extra ‘example salary’ at the end of the year, as a reward for a year of hard work for soldiers. So, every fall finance, military spending is doubled. ”

In fact, Dewey knew, and he listened, but he didn't, and then he thought for a moment, and he said generously, “In that case, naturally I can't break the rules. The young men in the army bore the empire, certainly not to their detriment. The Dorothy Army, please wait, I'm going to ask my deputy to report the fall revenues. ”

Shit, you're giving me a year-end prize. You want me to pay? No way!

Dewey laughed in his heart, but immediately asked Phillip to come.

While waiting for Philip, Dewey asked randomly about the Northwest Army.

Originally, it was just a quarterly military withdrawal, not much money, and if it was in the past, it would have been enough for one of Dorothy's commanders to come. However, the new Duke took up his duties for a short time. For the first time, it would be better to come and collect the money yourself. After all, each other's identity is different.

I thought this new lord would probably turn himself down the same way those idiots who didn't know how to do their time. But Dorothy looked at Dewey's promise so painfully, he was relaxed instead.

Well, after all, it's just a teenager. What about the Duke? This is Northwest! Even when the emperor arrives, he must face the Northwest Army!

Today it's 10,000 words again! Ladies and gentlemen, the book is catching up. My ass is on fire. First place is unsecured, huh? I also have a friend with a monthly ticket, I want to say one word to you: smash!!

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