Law of the Devil
Chapter 230 [The Heart of the Girl] (Today's Update, 2 in 1)
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(Update today, 2 in 1 chapter, 8,000 words ~)
Chapter 206 [The Heart of a Girl]
Only two days after Lister's three brothers arrived, Dewey felt a little overwhelmed. Dewey really wants to go back to Gilliant City right away. It is said that Solskaya has recently drummed up something new, but it is still being tested. And Seth, with a bunch of people, is almost ready to make the broomstick that Master Eriko envisioned.
Dewey had dreamed that when the broomstick came out, he would have a cavalry ready to use.
All of this makes our Duchess ticklish and eager to fly right back to the city of Gilliard to invest in a great and sacred magic experiment.
Unfortunately, in terms of etiquette and identity, where can one leave a noble guest like Sister Lester and run away on his own? Not to mention how helpful the Lester family has been to themselves since they started, which is not quite true.
The Marquis said that she would only stay for a few days. She would not leave until after Dewey's fifteenth birthday. The Duke's bar mitzvah could not be missed. Fortunately, there is only one day left before her birthday. A day later, the Marquise has no reason to stay...
Dewey didn't expect her birthday to arrive so eagerly.
It's just that these two days have been so hard.
The girl named Angel, I don't know what Marquise Lester told her. From the first morning of the next day, this chick came to find herself. She was very polite to ask if Dewey could send someone to take them around in the City of Miracles...
Dewey was already sighing. My men are big and fat, and Philip definitely doesn't have time, and by the count, the only free man is himself. Moreover, the other party's identity is noble and similar to that of his own age. In saying this, it is actually a hint to himself: if you do not accompany me, who will accompany me!
Objectively, this Angel chick has good eyes. It is rare that such a beautiful chick has an uncovered admiration and admiration for herself... so beautiful. At present, I'm afraid nine out of ten men will float.
Dewey is not really dizzy, but to say that he hates this Angel is a little sorry for his conscience. Unfortunately, this Angel goes wherever he goes, and the kid who's upset with Dewey goes wherever he goes.
The only male heir to the Lester family, Dewey, can't be too harsh on him (at least until the Marquis doesn't leave, Dewey is polite, but after the Marquis leaves, kid... hum!
A few laps around the castle first, Angel was very interested in the castle, especially the greenhouse house that Dewey had built behind it. In keeping with previous life's knowledge, Dewey grows plants in this greenhouse flower house, most of which are common magical plants that are used to configure medicines on weekdays. And of course, there are some dangerous things that Dewey wouldn't put in here for people to see.
Probably the girl was born to love these flowers and grass, and Angel loved the place after looking at it. Dewey found that this Lister chick did have something to please her about, at least, watching Angel look happy and simple, in the flower house, very unimaginable bouncing, pulling those gardeners with excitement to ask questions, even after excitement, she didn't even care if she lost one of her shoes, like a worry-free flower butterfly.
As a lady in the house like the Lester family, she had no shelves on her, and even the gardeners and servants came down one day very close to this beautiful and unusual young girl.
As Dewey can see, this Niko didn't deliberately pretend to be this kind of goodwill in front of herself. Although many of her sons and daughters came out with the sign of "modesty” as their virtue, the so-called “goodwill” that she deliberately made would actually carry a kind of pride.
This might be nice and friendly for you. But that affinity, like a noble master, was kind to his servant.
Unlike this Angel, she seemed to have no sense of consciousness. Even in the flower house, she manipulated the flowers herself and made a face of dirt, still smiling.
Who wouldn't like a little girl like that?
When Dewey unintentionally asked why Angel was so interested in these magical plants. The little girl's face was red and her head was dripping like a mosquito.
“Because, Duchess, you are an excellent magic pharmacist...”
Her voice was as fine as a mosquito hum. Dewey couldn't help but hear some complexity in her heart. But the proud kid next to her really “hummed”. Looking at it, she seemed to want to pull out her sword and fight Dewey on the spot.
This kid... he won't have a love affair, will he? Otherwise, why do you always look so upset?
On the first day, the boy had been targeting Dewey, probably the night before, and the warnings that Dewey had given him had provoked the rebellion of the teenager: the more you scared me, the more I had to confront you!
Angel looked innocent and haunted Dewey to ask questions. Fortunately, Dewey is one of the rarest scholarships on the continent, whether astronomical geography or astrological divination. And that kid was always mean every time he said something, and there was always a shovel between words and Dewey, or he picked a bone in an egg to accuse Dewey of being wrong.
The two of them leveraged each other, but Dewey found that the Lester kid was really talented, and it seemed that the family had really worked hard on his upbringing since he was a kid. Although he was talking nonsense about Shiraz, he also saw that the kid's knowledge was truly abundant.
At first, Dewey was too lazy to lift his bars with him, and later, instead, he aroused Dewey's interest, deliberately teasing the kid to talk and test his depth. Became Dewey provoked him. The two of them went all the way from the six methods of planting orchids to the aristocratic rituals, as well as the badgerology, to the history of the continent, and finally all the way to the current state of the continent.
And finally, Dewey finds out that this kid, while a little arrogant and hateful, isn't really a straw bag!
After all, you're a teenager. How can you compare yourself to a man like Dewey? Finally, Dewey set me up, boss: "Huh! My sister is ten times more knowledgeable than I am! She taught me everything I know when I was a kid! ”
Dewey's heart moves: This Marquise Lester is truly remarkable...
This kid is 15 years old and already has this level of education. Why do you have to go to the Blue Sea Gate? I'm afraid many of the disciples under the Blue Sea Gate don't necessarily have this kid to learn!
Since he was careful, Dewey started to target this kid, and he wasn't prepared. But the more fierce the argument at the end, after all, he still didn't have Dewey Guangbo. Although it was the family's best efforts to cultivate him, at the end of the day, the answer was slower and slower. Dewey had to ask any one question. He wanted to hold his face red for the first half of the day before he could barely answer it.
Only Dewey found another weakness in the boy: cleanliness!
In the afternoon, Dewey took the two of them to see their stable. Horseback riding is an indispensable play in the life of a nobleman.
Dewey came to this place in the northwest, and it was very generous of him to spend money collecting some fine horses. One of the tall horses was even more snowy, with only four horseshoes with yellow spots running like a breeze, yet exceptionally smooth. This is a BMW that Dewey spent thousands of gold on Lombardon from the Northwest Prairie, and it's said to be worth dozens of times more if it gets to the interior of the Empire!
As soon as he saw the good horse, he couldn't even walk. Dewey watched the joke and gave him a try ride. But before he got on the horse, he ordered the saddle to be washed thoroughly, and finally he took out a clean white glove and put it on so he could roll over the horse.
As a result, the untamed horse turned the boy down on the spot, and luckily there was guard protection next to him, which did not hurt him. Just dropped a gray-headed dirt face, but there's nothing you can do.
After falling off the floor, the boy didn't scream for pain, but jumped off the ground as if he had seen a ghost, then pulled a white spa out of his arms, wiped the dust off his face hard, and then threw the spa far away, as if there was something on it that could kill people. In the end, he didn't even say hello and went back to the castle room to take a bath and change his clothes.
“My brother takes three showers a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. His clothes were thrown away immediately after he wore them every day, and he would never touch anything that someone else had used.” Angel sighed, somewhat embarrassed to explain: “That's what he's been like since he was a kid. ”
Cleanliness? Dewey laughed in the heart: Good! After your sister leaves the northwest, if you dare to offend me again, I will punish you boy for cleaning the toilet every day!!
Though I thought so in my heart, I made an extremely stylish appearance on my face, indicating that I didn't mind.
Originally that day, there was that kid messing around, and now he walked away, and there were only two of Dewey and Angel left alone, and the lady suddenly silenced down, as if she was a little overwhelmed, bit her lip slightly, looked at Dewey, and suddenly lowered her voice: “Duke, before I came, I heard you showed miracles in the northwest, and now this city was built within three months, and this thing spread, but we heard a lot of disbelief there. But I believe in your magic, it must be true... right? ”
Speaking, look at Dewey with anticipation. Dewey sighed and avoided her eyes, laughing: "It was built in three months, but it wasn't a miracle. You know, I'm a magician, and magicians always have something that ordinary people don't have the ability to do. ”
“I don't believe it.” Angel shook her head and laughed, “I know some magicians, too, but I asked them, they can't do this. ”
Then she paused, her face suddenly red, her head dropped, and she whispered: “Duke, a talented and noble man like you… I think you must…" Speaking of which, I don't know where the courage came from, she looked up and looked at Dewey with a warm look: “There must be a lot of beautiful girls for you…”
“You're wrong.” Dewey shook his head immediately and then sank for a moment, "Unlike the average aristocratic young master, I didn't like to go out when I was a kid. I used to hide in my house until I was thirteen years old to read books and rarely even go out once a year. I don't have any similarly-aged friends in Di... I'm afraid I don't know any of those aristocratic children. Later, I went to live in the Rollin Plains for a year, and it's also not very easy to go out...”
Angel blinked suddenly with a smile on her face: "Ah, you're lying to me! ”
Then she laughed: “Who knows, you don't like to come out, but you go on an adventure in the ice-covered forest by yourself… Alas, I can't believe you're so young, but you have such admirable courage! I can't believe I went to that dangerous place to risk it... well, I guess that life must be fun, right? ”
A risky life?
Dewey couldn't explain to this little nigga that he was actually kidnapped by that old Gandhoff guy when he went to the ice-covered forest.
But when it came to adventurous living, he suddenly remembered someone! The leader of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Corps, Bainrich, the man, is the most adventurous man I've ever met!
Think about the days when you joined the Snow Wolf Mercenaries in the frozen forest for a short time. A group of mercenaries, all in the ice and snow, several people wrapped in the same blanket, a bottle of spirits, everyone drank in rotation... and Captain Bainrich of Horse Mai, who burned people's spirits with the magic nucleus of a flaming rhino...
Thinking about it, Dewey couldn't help but notice a slight nostalgia in her eyes and a heartfelt smile in the corner of her mouth. “Being an adventurer, it would be a disgrace to die in bed! As a true adventurer, you should choose to die on the most exciting journey! ”
This is exactly what Bain Rich said to Dewey when he told him that he had volunteered his life. At this moment, recalling that the man of Hao Mai, as if standing in front of himself, drove aloud with his coarsely drank men, Dou Zhiyang went in an unknown direction in the snow forest...
Dewey looked at herself obsessively, without noticing that Angel was a little girl.
At this moment in Angel's eyes, I just think that the smile on the face of this young Duke is so charming, that the deep eyes in his eyes are more like endless stories... all of this, where can the noble dudes who have seen the oil powder all day long compare?
Those shallow guys, who are ignorant, prefer to sell in front of themselves. The baron's son, for example, always bragged to himself about the “great deed” of hunting a fox in their family hunting grounds. And that young Earl's youngest son, he always showed off his experience of being hurt in a duel —— hum, just a few kids.
All those people together, but where do you find the young Duke in front of you with such a colorful experience?
“Can you tell me about your adventures in the frozen forest?” Unconsciously, Angel was already sitting next to Dewey. Without the shelf of her brother, she sat so casually on the grass that her two long legs curled naturally, and even her body could not help but lean against Dewey.
Dewey didn't notice either, just smiled: "There's really nothing to say about those things. ”
“But I really want to hear it.” Angel's voice begged a few words: “Uncle Dardanelle told me a few words about you being the bravest and most talented young man in the world. In the frozen forest, not only did you save his life, but you saved my sister's golden-eyed python! ”
Dewey had noticed that the uninterrupted look in Niko's eyes revealed the girl's unique vision and admiration. He was cautious and sat up straight, slightly widening the distance between them, smiling and laughing: “There's really nothing to say. You know, I'm a magician. Those things may be a little magical for ordinary people, but any magician can do it. ”
The more reluctant Dewey is to say, the more Angel sees the mystery of the young Duke, and... the rarer the modesty! And those who exaggerate, to their generously loving noble children, form a strong contrast.
“So, just tell me how you saved Uncle Dardanelle and them, okay? Just say it once...” The girl's eyes are bleak with water, I'm afraid if Dewey refuses again, she'll probably even shed tears on the spot.
Dewey sighed, helplessly: "Well... that was the day before I went into the frozen forest, and that night, I heard snowdogs screaming in the middle of the night, as if I had been frightened. I just couldn't stand the cold. I couldn't sleep. I got up and looked around and suddenly heard someone screaming in the woods..."
Though this story has been heard countless times, at this moment by Dewey herself, Angel couldn't help but immerse herself in it. When she heard "someone screaming," she had to tremble and grab Dewey's arm tightly with her hands, and the whole person leaned over.
When Dewey talked about seeing Dardanelle and others being chased by the ogre, she talked about how the ogre looked horrible. Angel whispered and closed her eyes quickly, as if the ogre would suddenly jump out of the story and come to her...
“I think you're lying! ”
Just as Dewey talked about them hiding in their camp and the ogres couldn't get close, a sharp voice in the back drank loudly.
Looking back, it turns out it's that shitty kid who's already back. He had already taken a bath, but he probably didn't feel comfortable with Dewey and Angel alone. His hair was still wet and dry, and he had run out. He had a red spot with the water vapor coming out of the bath on his face, and he looked more like a pink child.
“Oh, why am I lying?” Dewey wasn't angry either, just a slight smile.
“Once you smell the bloody smell of a corpse monster, it will go wild. How can you hesitate not to rush up when it is right in front of you!!” The boy thought he'd grabbed Dewey's loophole and asked aloud.
Dewey laughed, “Because we have something in our hands that it was afraid of, and when I was camping, I had sprayed something special around the camp, and there was something there, and most of the monsters were afraid to get close. ”
“What?”
“Feces.” Dewey smiled and looked at the kid maliciously: "Dragon shit. ”
Sure enough, when this cleansing guy heard it was faeces, he looked pale and the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he felt, the more scared he didn't dare ask.
“Muse!!” Angel was a little angry, this guy always interrupted her conversation with the Duchess today, even though she was always gentle, she couldn't help but get a little angry at this moment, put up her sister's shelf and sink her face: “Have you forgotten the most basic etiquette! How can you interrupt as the Duke speaks! If you do this again, go back to your room! ”
The kid was obviously scared of Angel, so he didn't dare say much at the moment. He drooped his head and chewed his lips.
But in Dewey's view, this kid who acts as a big electric light bulb is a mystery. With him interrupting all the time, he can't escape Angel's kind of young girl's admiration. How can he let this kid escape? "“ Well, I think your brother's cute... "she laughed." We've been sitting here too long, if you're not tired... ”
Speaking of which, Dewey paused, he was hoping the two guys would say "tired” and get away with it. Unfortunately, Angel seemed energetic.
Dewey sighed: "Well, I can show you the city. This is the largest city in the Empire close to the border, and there are a lot of good things on the market from north to south. ”
Muse leaned his lip and whispered, “Well, we at Lester's don't have anything unusual. ”
But before he finished, Angel glared at him and closed her mouth nicely.
However, a few people had not left the castle, and in the castle lobby, Dewey saw Vivian running in with excitement. Vivian's face is full of joy. It's just this little silly girl. Her genius only shows up on magic. Other than magic, it's hard to say...
I don't know what she was happy with, because she ran too fast, and she was wearing that magician's robe, right in front of Dewey's eyes, she panicked, she stepped on the hem of her robe, a shrug fell, look at her, the steps were right in front of her, if she fell, I'm afraid the little girl didn't know how many tears to shed.
Dewey hurried up two steps and hugged Vivian. Vivian only had time to shout, the whole person had fallen into Dewey's arms, his face still palpitated, looked up, looked scared behind his face, saw Dewey, this turned into a smile, just blushing, whispering: “Me and I...”
“I what!” Dewey scolded with a smile, "Why are you running so fast? Have you forgotten the other day? Or are you hungry and eager to steal something to eat? ”
“Yes! Yes! No...” Vivian was in a hurry and stuttered, just staring at Dewey in shame, but didn't know how to justify it. Dewey's favorite thing is to shake this girl like that. If she always has such a cute look on her, she can't help but want to bully her a little bit.
“Okay.” Dewey laughed, holding her upright, but her hand was used to holding Vivian's little hand and letting Vivian lean in her arms, softly said: “I'm just teasing you... what's going on, running so fast? ”
She couldn't help but gently pinch it on Vivian's nose.
Vivian freaked out and hurried over. Just because Dewey cheated on this simple little girl the other day, if she pinched her nose so much, she would have squeezed her nose - this nonsense, probably only biased against a girl like Vivian. She actually believed it! Afterwards, I was worried for a long time, and the first thing I got up every morning was to look in the mirror, scared that my beautiful nose would suddenly flatten overnight.
Avoiding Dewey's evil hand, Vivian patted herself on the chest and smiled sweetly: "Guess! ”
Behind him came a gentle cough from Muse, and Dewey turned around and looked at the two sister members of the Lester family, then pulled Vivian to her side, laughing: “I couldn't introduce you last night... this is mine...” Speaking of which, Dewey suddenly paused and silenced for a moment. “This is Vivian Mage, the Grade 8 White Mage. He is also a disciple of Master Gandhoff. ”
Then Dewey briefly introduced the sister of the Lester family.
Angel couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Vivian. Beautiful women pay special attention to other beautiful girls, while Vivian is the kind of little beauty who is comparable to Angel, carrying a kind of innocence and purity that even Angel can't match. If Angel is a flower filled with flowers and a fresh strawberry in early summer... then Vivian, a clear crystal, can't help but feel sorry for this girl after a glance.
Moreover, watching Dewey hold Vivian's small hand tightly, the two stood intimately together, and Vivian leaned almost habitually next to Dewey... Angel's eyes flashed a glimmer of melancholy immediately.
Even when Vivian stuttered and greeted her, Angel forgot to answer because of a bit of a trance, which she said to a perennial studying courtesy girl, Hautman, was simply unimaginable.
How could she hide this idea from the muse around her? As soon as Muse turned his eyes and saw Duvi and Vivian as if he understood something, he coughed. “Duke, since your friend came to you, I'm sure you must have something to do, don't worry about us. We've been a little tired for half a day anyway. Just go busy and I'll take my sister home to rest. ”
After that, he pulled Angel so hard, Angel nodded to Dewey and left. Just as she went upstairs, she couldn't help but look back a few times. She looked at Vivian purely beautiful as an angel. Her heart sank all the way down and even fell down when she went upstairs.
“Okay.” Seeing Sister Lister leave, Dewey softened her breath and asked Vivian, “What happened exactly? ”
“He, they, they're here.” Vivian smiled excitedly: “Hogwarts… cadets, here we go! ”
(That's all for today's update… two chapters, plus a little more, all in there, 8,000 words. Really powerless to continue tens of thousands of updates every day, too tired. The state won't hold. Ladies and gentlemen, Haihan one, two. Allow me to breathe for a few days, huh.
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