Law of the Devil

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Chapter 205 [Stunning] (Bottom)

There are quite a few beautiful women in this world that Dewey has seen!

Vivian is a heartbreaking innocent cutie in beauty, especially the simple one, can't help but create an uncompressible urge on this girl, wants to bully her, and wants to protect her well.

If Lynn is a female knight, she is the kind of dazzling hot figure. The gifted capital gives her a proud body shape near the devil, coupled with years of experience in the river and lake, makes Jolyn understand that if she takes full advantage of every cent of her beauty, she can put every part of her charm to the limit.

Joanna, on the other hand, is the kind of ice and snow beauty, the cold look, and the forever lonely expression, making this woman as if she were in the cold months of winter, so cool and clean, but at the same time tightly attracted to you!

Of all the people, purely the best in appearance, but also the Queen Medusa, now Miss Nicole! The appearance of this beautiful snake has almost been regarded by Dewey as a superb upside down, she is almost impeccable, beautiful and even surprising simply in terms of her appearance! Beautiful makes people afraid to look at you. Beautiful makes people even a little... scared!

Vivian, Jolyn, and Joanna are slightly less colorful than Medusa, if you put it simply on the face.

And today, Dewey finally sees a woman who looks like Queen Medusa!

The girl in front of me is probably the Marquise Lester's sister.

Dewey couldn't describe her face in exact terms, but when she saw the girl in front of her, she suddenly remembered the best assessment of an ancient woman she knew in her previous life:

Take the moon as the god, take flowers as the face, take ice as the skin, take jade as the bone, take snow as the skin!

The girl in front of me, no doubt, can afford this review! And she had a hint of charm, a long neck as elegant as a swan, and a shallow smile on her fragrant lips.

It's just... the only slightly puzzling thing is that Marquis Lester's sister is said to be sixteen years old. And the girl in front of her, her appearance is so charming and beautiful, just from her figure, thin spring clothes, outline a tempting arc, this tempting posture, where is a 16-year-old girl with a pussy to let go?

Looks like this girl must be 18 or 19 years old.

Was it the maid of the Marquise's sister? But with such a calm and elegant temperament, where can someone like a maid have it?

However, Dewey has always thought that most of the beautiful women in the world are older than ordinary girls. Not surprisingly.

Dewey's stunned kung fu was seen by everyone around him, but the white feather knights of the Lester family had no unexpected appearance on their faces, and seemed to have become accustomed to the appearance of their own lady as a deterrent. Dewey coughed softly and walked over, with a standard aristocratic etiquette, arrears, and then reached out one hand, revealing the most elegant smile that even the court courtesan could not pick: “Welcome, Miss Lister. ”

The stunning beauty smiled sweetly on her face and then owed her a little debt, reaching out her little hand over Dewey's palm. Dewey felt this small hand in his hand, as if it was slippery, soft and boneless, almost unconscious. He couldn't help but squeeze it slightly as a reflex. The action was purely a subconscious reaction, which no one else knew. However, this Miss Lister couldn't help but blush. Her autumn water eyes seemed to cover a layer of water vapor. She flashed a little shyness and her face was slightly red, but her eyes dropped and she dared not look at Dewey.

Dewey cleared her voice and put her hand in front of her. After a kiss, she pushed a half step and smiled: "Miss has been hard all the way. ”

“The Duke is welcome.” Miss Lester's face faded red and her voice swept through Dewey's heart! The girl's voice was born with a slight nasal sound, soft and sticky, only so slightly, but as if it could hook the soul, such a wonderful sound, makes people tremble. But women, if the speech is too delicate, always do it with a hint, but if this Miss Lister's voice is soft to the extreme, it is naturally natural, makes people feel that it is not sudden, as if she was born with such a voice, if not, it is not her.

Then I heard her smile: “Duke, it seems that the folklore and legend of this Tessa province are very different all the way. I can see that the Duke has a very good record in the northwest. He is young and has a very promising future. He is admirable in his heart.” After a pause, she seemed to think of something, with a slight smile on her face: "Oh, my brother and sister, all the way to Lawton, had a little chill last night, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out to meet you at this time, please don't look strange. ”

Dewey didn't care, suddenly she heard the last phrase, "My brother and sister”, so she had to stay?

Isn't this Miss Lister?

Look at her say “my brothers and sisters” who can say such a thing... is she?

Dewey suddenly stared wide-eyed and looked surprised at the “Miss Lister” in front of her and couldn't help but say: "Ah! Are you…”

The gorgeous woman in front of her smiled softly: “I was rude but forgot to introduce her. Duchess, my name is Ran-Lister, and His Majesty the Emperor has given the Marquis the title. ”

That's no small surprise, Dewey!

Marquise Lester? The richest widow in the empire? The most famous beauty in the Empire Aristocrats?

But... all the way here, why hasn't anyone informed themselves that the Marquise of Lester has come herself?

And... it is rumored that the Marquise is 30 years old this year, but how can she look so young? According to Dewey's eyes, the woman in front of her shouldn't be more than 20 years old anyway!

Dewey was embarrassed for a moment, but this was an awkward moment, and then he laughed generously: “I was ugly, and I almost thought of you as your sister when the Marquis was so young and beautiful. ”

But the Marquise was extraordinarily intelligent and thoughtful, and she smiled softly, her soft voice had to be fainted, and she slowly listened: “The Duchess is very good at complimenting people. Would a smart person like you be wrong? Clearly, it's a change of approach, admirer. I didn't know how many compliments I'd heard since I was a kid, but the strange way you did it today was really embarrassing. At my age, I can still be praised by the Duke. It's really...”

Speaking of which, her face was red again.

Dewey was afraid to say anything more, and then Marquise Lester entered the castle with Dewey. And her brother and sister, who said that they were on their way to Lawton, were sick and only had people drive between the carriages to the courtyard in the castle, and come back to see the Duchess after they had gone in to freshen up and rest.

Dewey had just begun to make such a mistake, and there was some insinuation in his mind that his messenger was a loser. Marquise Lester's personal message never arrived, leaving herself in the drums, and she just publicly lost such a person. He didn't know that the Marquise of Lester was traveling in secrecy, blocking the news! No one will naturally know about Dewey's territory, which has passed without appearing on the road.

Upon arrival in the lounge, Dewey knew that the Marquise had come herself and would certainly not simply come and play or simply send her brother and sister to the northwest. There must be something, just wave your hands and let your servants fade away.

After pouring a special glass of sand honey with his own hands, Dewey has regained her appearance. Despite sitting so close to the Marquis of Lister, it is even more pleasant to feel her share of beauty, but after all, Dewey has seen the big wind wave and smiled slightly. "Marquise, your sudden visit really surprised me. Don't know what's important when you're in the northwest? ”

The Marquise smiled slightly, “Duchess, it's been almost a year since you first met Dardanelle in the ice-covered forest last year, saving my life. ”

Then she sighed softly: "In this year, things have changed a lot. For a year, you have been a famous magician of the mainland or the Duke of the Empire, and you have been greatly appreciated by His Royal Highness the Regent, and on the day of the coup d 'état, who does not know your name on the mainland? I came all the way here to see Dessard governed by you so thriving, your extraordinary talents are admirable. ”

Dewey didn't speak either, and he took over all the compliments.

“Duke.” The Marquise suddenly laughed: “This time I came to the northwest, nothing else happened. My two brothers and sisters have lost their mothers since childhood. I am a little older than them. My sisters have a strong relationship with each other and have never been separated in such a long time. Although they are brothers and sisters, when my mother died when I was young, they became increasingly dependent on me. So different, naturally, I didn't have anything to do with it, so I simply accompanied them to the northwest. Besides...” After a pause, the Marquise said softly: "My lord, your fifteenth birthday is just around the corner. How can I miss your bar mitzvah? ”

Dewey moved in her heart and thought: Coming!

Indeed, the Marquise sipped the tea as if she had inadvertently asked: “I heard that adults have lived in abundance since childhood and rarely interacted with other Hautmendis disciples in Didu. Later, she practiced magic and lived in abundance. But now that the adults are famous, I'm afraid the Emperor's Huaichun girls have become adult admirers. I wonder if the adults have any kind of people? ”

Dewey really didn't expect the Marquise to rush up so fast! There was nothing to hide, a single knife went straight in and moved the subject out.

He hesitated, laughing, “Ma'am, you're kidding. I'm just a teenager, and there's nothing to think about right now. And, as you know, I'm a magician. As a magician, I have made exploring magic the greatest goal of my life, and I don't have much time to worry about these things. I'm a crude, flirtatious person who makes you laugh. ”

The Marquise smiled with all kinds of smiles, her eyes gently drifting over Dewey's face, slowing down: I hear your brother, Young Master Gabriel, has been engaged to the granddaughter of the Secretary of the Treasury. But you, the brother, did not. Such a move can be quite unexpected. ”Speaking of which, she paused deliberately and laughed softly," Lord Duke, I have heard. Now in the Emperor, how many noble Huaichun girls have your name written on their hearts? Even my little sister has been proud of herself since childhood. I don't know where she heard about your style and fame lately. When she was at home, she suddenly wondered to go to Tidu School of Magic to study! The child is young, but I know what she's thinking. ”

Dewey couldn't stand it in her heart. The Marquis did not hesitate to speak, so she freely put her sister in. Outside of the line, she was straightforward and skillful at the same time, implying her sister's admiration for Dewey.

In that case, it would be more appropriate for this sister to say so than for her sister.

Dewey didn't know how to answer for a while and was silent for a while before laughing: "Marquis, don't make fun of me again. My teacher, Master Gandorf, once said that pursuing the magic of Oui for the purpose of his life, I don't have much else in mind right now. Besides, no one else knows, but I do. I was so drunk all day in the lab, smelled like magic potion, if any girl really approached, I'm afraid in less than two days, I could smoke away. ”

After that, he laughed: “If your sister Miss Lister is interested in the School of Magic, I can help. Anyway, I heard that I will be recruiting a second batch of students within the year. I can talk in the School of Magic. It shouldn't be difficult to get your sister into the School of Magic. I made a good deal with the Magician of the Magic Union. In my face, even if Miss Lister is a teacher, it should be okay. ”

The Marquise looked at Dewey and turned the topic around. She was not in a hurry. She knew that such a thing was urgent. Grasping the scale was the most important thing. She smiled lightly and turned the topic around to make a few jokes.

They then just chatted about some things in the Didu aristocratic circle and talked about family business dealings. After sitting for a while, someone knocked on the door outside the room, Mudd came in and bowed to say that the dinner was ready and that the Marquise's brother and sister were waiting in the restaurant to meet the Duke.

At the dinner, Dewey finally met the Marquis' brother and sister.

Although this Miss Lester is said to be more beautiful than the Marquis was when she was younger, Dewey has, after all, seen the Marquis as stunning, and with her previous shock, goodbye to her sister, this is less stunning. This Miss Lister is certainly beautiful, looks about eight points similar to the Marquis, and is even more than three points sophisticated on the five officials. After all, she is still young, 16 years old, she inevitably looks a little green, her body has not yet fully grown, a few points less elegant and accommodating than the Marquis. It was just a little more pure and beautiful, and the whole person looked as fresh as fresh strawberries.

Moreover, the Marquise did not lie, and this Miss Lester's first glance at Dewey revealed a bit of shyness on her face, beyond the shyness in her eyes, and a faint sense of joy. After watching Dewey for the first time, he only asked questions with a delicate voice, and then seemed afraid to speak to Dewey, but only from time to time he snuck his eyes at Dewey.

And that young master of the Lester family, he wasn't so friendly to Dewey. This young man is 15 years old, exactly the same age as Dewey. Probably inherited the beautiful lineage of the Lester family. This teenager was born extremely beautiful, with fair skin and a straight nose. It is extremely rare that a boy was born so beautiful. His appearance is also very similar to that of the Marquise of Lester. If his eyebrows were not slightly thicker, he would show some masculinity... If this teenager was wearing a woman's clothing, it would definitely be another beauty who leaned toward China. Especially his blue eyes, as if they were the finest aquarium diamonds, blue and blue eyes with a hint of inhumanity.

However, the teenager's eyes seemed less enthusiastic than Dewey's, and even a hint of hostility towards herself.

Even when saying hello, the voice is not inferior, with a hint of concealed arrogance. It's just that the teenager hasn't changed his mind yet, and his voice is a bit sharp, and he looks a little childish. And this Miss Lister, dressed in an aristocratic samurai costume and wearing a slender, elongated sword, looks like a martial arts child.

Above dinner, there was not much to say, but Dewey felt a little embarrassed, and the Marquis always seemed silent, bringing the subject to Dewey and her sister, but after Dewey even beat her up a few times, the Marquis did not ask for it. Only Miss Lister's neck almost drowned beneath the table. Pink was like a peach blossom, and her eyes seemed to drip water out, and her natural colour was even more stunning and alluring.

Young Master Lister didn't say a word, except that whenever Miss Dewey and Miss Lister spoke, he made the knife and fork in his hand sound as if it had been intentional.

Dewey looked in his eyes and laughed in his heart. Was the boy afraid to rob his sister?

Sure enough, Dewey was kind enough to send some dignitaries back for a rest after dinner, and the young Master Lester suddenly offered Dewey a visit to the castle, and in particular, he expressed interest in Dewey's magical research. And I've heard that Dewey has a lot of Northwestern good horses, and he loves martial arts, and he wants to be a knight teenager, and he wants to see the Northwestern Premium Warhorses.

As the master, Dewey had no difficulty rejecting it. Anyway, all the secrets of magic research were in the city of Gilliard, and there was nothing invisible in his Duke's Palace. With the Marquise's consent, Dewey had to walk around with this unfriendly boy.

It's just that the Marquise waited for Dewey to leave with her brother, frowned slightly, revealed a hidden fear in her eyes, looked at her shy sister, and suddenly smiled softly: “Angel, what do you think of him? ”

The girl's eyes flashed a little confused and then blushed, lowering her voice: “Very good… very good. ”

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Instead, Dewey walked around the castle with the boy and ended up at the stable behind the castle, where some of his men had already taken out some of the finest horses in the Duke's house. The teenager didn't even look, just looked around and suddenly he was cold and said to Dewey, "Dewey, you better not hit my sister! ”

“Oh?” Dewey chuckled, looking at the teenager in front of him, his smile was deep.

Looking at each other with such a strange smile, the teenager looked at Dewey as if he didn't dare look directly into his eyes. Instead, he took a step back and flashed a little panic on his face. He bit his teeth: “I just need to tell you, don't hit Angel! She will not marry a nobleman like you! ”

Dewey nodded and suddenly reached over the teenager's shoulder. His move frightened the teenager, shaking his body for a moment, but Dewey approached him, fading away: “Don't worry, I don't have this idea right now. By the way... your sister is very kind to you. Everything you do is for your own good. If you want her to be happy, we might as well cooperate. However, my temper is not very good. You should stay with me in the northwest for some time to come. Otherwise... I don't care what kind of marquise you are, if you don't listen to me, I'll take off your pants and whip you, okay? ”

After that, Duvihaha laughed and left the teenager behind, then turned around and left.

Headaches... God is easy to send away. Isn't he going to see the Blue Sea Gate? Just throw it directly into a small town away from the City of Miracles, and throw it next to some disciple under the Blue Sea Gate.

But that Angel girl... a delicate girl, can't just leave it anywhere else.

(Today, two more words, the first 3,000 words, this is more than 6,000 words, a total of three chapters. I simply posted the additions together. There are no chapters. I am not lazy or gossiping!

(Again, after more than a dozen days of spelling, the condition has slipped a little lately, I'm afraid I won't be able to update as violently as those days before. In the next few days, my daily goal is 8,000 words. Let me take a breath... I can't eat enough, huh?

Please take care of the monthly ticket ~)

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