Law of the Devil

(Today's update… why write another 10,000? I find myself strange.

Chapter 209 [Surprise!

Undeniably, Dewey has some troubles.

And what annoyed Dewey was that he suddenly realized that he was upset because he was “moving”!

With all due respect, I'm afraid any man in the world who is physiologically and mentally normal will have a tough time in the face of such a stunning color as Marquise Lester!

If you have to say something crude, it's: she's so fucking beautiful, so beautiful that a man can't refuse! Nothing else, just thinking about the wonderful body that even the gods seem to have left her no marks of age because of their preference... can hold in her arms the dreamy goddess that countless men in the empire have dreamed of... how happy and satisfied would that be?

Such a beautiful and incredibly beautiful woman, worth billions of dollars, even more rarely extraordinarily intelligent, and Dewey can believe that if she marries herself, she will be extraordinarily loyal...

Who cares about a woman like that?

Though Dewey is not an evil man of color, Dewey is at least a man of normal physiology and psychology.

And most importantly, the Marquis of Lester said one last thing:

“In your future career, the Lester family will be your most loyal and committed supporter without reservation! ”

Such a promise… or “terms of exchange” is even more special in Dewey's view!

Dewey knows that in the next few years, if he wants to stand on his feet in the Northwest, recruit horses, stockpile supplies, build his own strength... and be fully prepared for the big Northwest commotion that will come in the next few years... he needs money!

It takes a lot, a lot of money!

He needs to build a great deal in the Northwest, and the City of Miracles is just the beginning, as the frontier closest to that terrible interracial province, the future chaos, De Vi's Dessa province will be the most dangerous place! It's not enough to have a castle like Langcheng! He plans to build a new city like this in the Northwest, and use Hung Guan and the strong men against the Horsemen of the Northwest Fae!

Imagine in Governor Bohan's Palace that day, any small tribe fearful of General Lombardon could have fought tens of thousands of first-class horses at random… So how many war horses do they have for the entire Fae after the Northwest Prairie? How many iron rides?

Though the city of miracles has been built, Dewey spent millions of gold coins on the “Springs of Time” and the Tree People's Horn of Life! And more importantly, things like Time Passes Springs are not infinite! That damn spring water is in the north of the frozen forest, going back and forth is extremely troublesome, only strong people like Hussein have the ability to safely come and go... and don't forget, that damn spring eye doesn't have water all the time! According to the tree people, the spring eye was in a state of dryness for many times, and it is not surprising that even a drop of water did not occur for decades!

So it's impossible for Dewey to build the Northwest entirely on the "passage of time”. This magical spring water, for Dewey, is a consumable, a little less expensive.

To think of it, Dewey sighed in his heart: Hussein has not returned to the frozen forest yet, hope he can bring back some spring water this time.

But even if Hussein can really bring back the spring water, Duvi decides to use it as little as possible before it's necessary in the future - and God knows if it can be replenished after it's used up. The Spring-Eyed Ghost knows when to say dry, and once it dries up, when it comes out next time, he doesn't know it's the monkey years.

Before showing the “miracle” food harvest with spring water, then instantly caused so many tree people to wake up to build a new city... the reason why so dramatically Gango, Dewey, is purposeful.

The grain harvest and the establishment of the new city in three months were deliberately done by Dewey… He had just arrived in the northwest, in the land of tiger wolves, and he needed to get on his heels as quickly as possible, in other words, “show strength”! At the same time, use the fastest and most direct means to convince everyone of themselves!

Turns out, he did. The story of the “City of Miracles” in the northwest has been spread, and no one in the northwest knows, even in other parts of the distant continent, there are rumours.

But such a "miracle” can be done once or twice occasionally, always this way, and Dewey doesn't have that kind of skill.

So, after relying on one or two miracles to deter those who doubt and look at themselves, I want to continue to develop in the Northwest, deeply rooted... What Dewey needs is real strength!

A lot of money!

Millions, even tens of millions of gold coins!

Prisoner rebels in Big Ear City, slaves bought back quietly, or old houses called by General Lombardon… these are just little noises. And in order to stand steady in this northwestern part of the country, to be able to compete with the Northwestern Army, a group of warlords who have been here for decades, Dewey needs to build his own elite private army!

The army is the most expensive thing to burn!

The Northwest Legion has nearly 200,000 main battle armies, in addition to nearly 30,000 heavy logistics personnel... this is one of the most elite main battle regiments in the Empire! To confront such a huge military group, Dewey must have at least 100,000 male soldiers in order to speak up!

And outside the northwest corridor, behind the desert, the grassland Fae! And the Empire's bloodthirsty meadow heretics! That tough nation with only a million people but almost everyone can fight on horseback... the horrors of the Prairie Cavalry, Dewey has long seen in a lot of literature. That well-ridden Pu 'an Nation, every adult male, a little bit of training, is an excellent cavalry. And the scary thing is, if they need it, they can almost be a soldier!

So, how many armies does Dewey need to confront this terribly powerful enemy, the future invasion?

How many Hung Guan walls do you need to build? How much grass, military weapons, armor do you need?

It is absolutely not enough to rely on that business in Tidu, on the sale of those goods from the Ice Sealed Forest of the North…

Even if a brutal blackmail had been planned against the United Kingdom of the Southern Ocean, the money would probably not have been enough for Dewey to squander.

Every tens of millions of gold coins, don't ever really build in the Northwest!

Dewey's biggest problem is... anywhere else, any family can have decades or even hundreds of years of slow development in their own territory... but Dewey can't, he only has a few short years... maybe even shorter!

The only way is to swap money for speed.

Leicester family in Fujia Continent... Dewey seems to have heard the words the Marquise said to herself before she left.

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After the dinner, most of the guests dispersed. Especially the Northwest Army General Dodoro, who was in a hurry and rushed back that night, was just extraordinarily polite in the face of Dewey before the trip. Dewey was strange in his heart. After Dodoro left, he listened to other guests to talk, and realized that the original Northwest Army leader, the Northwest Warlord, General Lugo, was also one of the admirers of the Marquis of Lister.

The Roland Empire is quite open, neither law nor religion prohibits women from remarrying, and it is even more common in the aristocratic circle. But as the most popular popular lover in the imperial aristocratic circle, the Marquis Lester suddenly behaved so “intimately” to this young Duke today, which surprised a lot of people. And those who wanted to marry this young nobleman, they all sighed.

Dewey was upset, and when accompanying his guests, he revealed a few points, and in the eyes of others, he thought that the Duke was anxious to get out to meet the good guys.

The banquet didn't end until midnight, and some of the guests who didn't leave naturally had servants in the castle waiting for their ready rooms to rest.

And Dewey swung away his squire, and a quiet man went upstairs to his room, but he kept thinking about it:

Promise or no?

Rationally, marrying the Lester family is a good option. The financial resources of the Lester family are very much needed by Dewey. And the Marquises of Lester have good connections and relationships in the aristocratic circle. And that's all Dewey doesn't have —— he's a duke, but he's too young and inexperienced. Though famous, a lot of people don't necessarily buy his bills behind them, despite their superficial respect!

With the deterioration of the Empire, there is so much wrong inside the center of the Empire that even the royal family is less dignified than before, not to mention the fact that Dewey is a teenager only a few days old? Those aristocrats may call you Duchess in person, but they may give you a condom behind them. The simplest example, in the northwest, though Dewey is the Duke and Lord of Texas, is the Governor of Bohan still not buying his books?

And the Marquises of Lester is different. She's been mixing in this circle for years, and her wrist should be brilliant, otherwise, she wouldn't have made the family business so colorful. Marrying the Lester family, leveraging each other's financial resources, and networking...

But do you have to do something that would have been disgusting? Political marriage?

Joke... this is not my Dewey personality!

Dewey came upstairs, just walked through the hallway, and suddenly she heard a whisper coming from the front door, and then hurried her footsteps into the door. At first glance, it was the door where Vivian slept. After she got drunk last night, Dewey took her to the next door of her bedroom, where she stayed asleep all day and all night, and tonight at her own birthday party, she didn't attend, but was drunk and awakened - if she were here, she probably wouldn't be experiencing such a problem tonight.

Vivian apparently woke up and heard the steps coming from the stairs, and she poked her head out and looked at Dewey, but she was scared to go back. Little Niko was blushing.

At this moment, she had already woken up, and although her head ached badly after hangover, after drinking a little water, she felt a little better. However, the more I think about it, the more I feel wrong when I occasionally flash through the scene of last night's party...

Uh... like, what did I do last night that was so bold?

A series of images finally came together in my mind, Vivian, which intermittently reminded me of my “feat” after last night's intoxication, my face suddenly turned white, I just felt dry tongue, for a moment my heart beat like a deer, and I was afraid and regretted and shy, I just wanted to be able to do magic on the spot, use the "time and space wheel” to force time back to last night before drunkenness - but, reversing time day and night, I'm afraid even Gandhoff himself did not have the ability.

I was really scared of what was coming, and when I was overwhelmed, I heard footsteps and looked at them, but Dewey came back. Vivian screamed in horror, just retracted her head and was about to close the door desperately - she was afraid to face Dewey now. But the door was not closed, one foot had been stuck in the door seam, and Dewey's hand pushed the door open without courtesy, and he stood at the door, smiling and looking at Vivian nervously in front of him: "Are you awake? ”

Vivian's face was white and red for a while, her mouth was open, but she couldn't say a word, she just nodded, um.

“How did you sleep? Looks like you're pretty spiritual.” Dewey smiled and walked in, closing the door with her back hand.

Vivian was shocked, but her body shrunk back so hard... it was just that the room was so big, she took a few steps back, and it was already against the wall: “You... what are you doing? ”

“What?” Dewey smiled. “Who said anything about being my wife last night? Who said anything about sleeping with me? ”

Vivian's face was immediately red and almost bleeding out, and her chin almost fell to her chest. Dewey took two steps, and no matter how the girl reacted, she held her over, sat herself in bed, and placed Vivian on her lap, holding her down again to keep her from moving.

“Vivian, don't move.” Dewey sighed suddenly and his voice was a little tired: “Let me hold you for a second. Alas, I'm having a headache right now. ”

Vivian was struggling to hear Dewey speak differently and immediately fell on Dewey. She blinked her eyes and looked at Dewey. Then she reached out her hand carefully and touched Dewey's head. She was frightened and frightened: "You, you, you, you have a fever? ”

As soon as Dewey grabbed Vivian's hand, she put a kiss in her mouth and said softly: "Bullshit, I'm not sick.” Vivian was kissed on the hand by Dewey and suddenly embarrassed.

Seems that when faced with this Niko, the messy thoughts in her heart just now disappeared. Dewey held Vivian with her heart and looked at her like a frightened rabbit and lowered her voice: “I ask you, are you sure what you said last night after drinking? ”

Vivian shook herself, shook her head hastily, then suddenly felt wrong, hesitated for a moment, nodded again.

“Wasn't it? ”

Finally nodded this time.

Duvihaha laughed and hugged Vivian hard, softly: "My baby, he's finally grown up. ”

Vivian grieved: “You… I am older than you…”

Dewey suddenly laughed and shook her head in sigh: "Vivian, you're wrong, I'm much bigger than you. ”

Then he lay down on the bed and sighed, "I'm a little depressed today, you can lie here with me at night and talk, okay? ”

Vivian subconsciously promised - as if she had become accustomed to obedience to anything Dewey said. But suddenly it was late at night, and the two of them were in the same room, sitting in a bed together. She was simple, but she wasn't stupid after all. She also understood that hiding was inappropriate. Just what she was about to say, Dewey had seen the little girl's concerns and couldn't help but mock: “Didn't you say you were going to sleep with me last night? ”

“No... no...” Vivi was anxious, she was in a hurry, she couldn't say anything when she choked on her mouth, she was in a hurry for half a day, but she squeezed a few words out of her voice: “No... not now...”

“Don't worry, I won't just swallow you now.” Duvalla passed Vivian and the two of them lay on the bed, letting Vivian's head pillow on her arm. All she felt was this little girl in her arms. Although far less beautiful than Marquis Lester's, she suddenly realized a strange emotion.

As if…

With this girl in her arms, she feels calm and joyful in her heart. There are no more demands.

Strangely enough, the human mind is so complicated. The difficult question that I've been thinking about just now suddenly I don't know where the strength comes from inside me. Dewey suddenly feels that those considerations are superfluous!

He held Vivian and suddenly his heart whispered to himself: This is the woman I want!

Sometimes things are that simple.

After a while, Dewey suddenly felt itchy nose. Turns out it was Vivian's hair spreading under his nose. He couldn't help but sneeze, shaking his head hard. The subconscious felt it at the bed, looking for something to wipe his face with. He grabbed a soft little thing, a small piece of palm, soft to the touch, as if it still had a faint scent, and took a look in front of him...

Vivian Duvi was both foolish at the same time.

This is clearly a teenager's underwear, a pink little cutie.

Don't ask, it's Vivian's thing. Dewey stunned for a moment, but Vivian was already as desperate as a thief to take it back, and Dewey was already stuck in his arms.

Vivian's face rose red: “Give it back. ”

Dewey shook his head: "What I found was mine. ”

“Here, give me... please. Me, I just took a bath and replaced it..." Vivian's eyes were filled with water.

Dewey smiled and said, "I'll take it first, then when you're really my wife, I'll give you ten. ”

After that, Dewey suddenly jumped out of bed and suddenly hugged Vivian and kissed her hard on the lips, laughing and running away.

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The next morning, when Dewey woke up, she was in a much easier mood.

Hmm, who am I, Dewey? Marquis Lester, do you want to catch this big fish so easily? Play with me, I'm afraid you can't afford it!

Dewey made up his mind that the Lester family was not a good refusal. It was too much, and the best way to do it was to drag the word. Why are you so anxious to get married anyway?

Although the beauty of the Marquise of Lester is truly fascinating, and beauty is a terrible scourge for the people, but... women, it doesn't confuse our little devil.

Two days off, and the good days for the Hogwarts boys are over. When Dewey woke up early, she went to see two teachers of the Northwestern School of Witchcraft: Master Eriko's two disciples. Everyone knew each other for a long time, and Dewey didn't hide his words, and the other said that this trip to the Northwest was up to Dewey.

“In that case, I won't be polite.” "My arrangement is simple," said Dewey. "You two can rest in my duke's house and if you're interested, take a look around. I'll just take the students and wait a few days before I send them back. ”

Though Dewey's approach was a bit dominant, the disciples of the two Ellico masters did have a bit of an old madman's style, and enjoyed themselves freely. When they dumped their hands, they agreed now.

Dewey immediately sent someone to find General Lombardon, and then sent someone to wake up the twenty-eight cadets and let them stay with Lombardon in a cavalry camp outside Lancastle.

Dewey had some more packing and some magic gear himself. Think about it. I'd better say hello to the Lester sisters before I go out. It's just that when he went to see the Marquis, he was told that the Marquis and Miss Angel were not feeling well, but that the abominable boy Muse ran out and looked unhappy: "What are you doing here? My sister cried a lot last night, and they had a big fight! It's all because of you. I've never seen them fight! ”

Dewey had a headache listening to that. The Lester sisters, one of whom is a teenage girl, Huaichun, consider herself an object of worship. The other is the strong woman in the family, who targets herself for marriage and forced support. How they settle their problems between them is not something they can get involved in.

No better, free chatter.

Dewey simply said that he had an urgent need to leave Lulan City first, and he did not know how many days it would take to leave. I'm afraid it would not be possible to rush back to the Marquis to deliver him, and he is guilty of this. When he was about to leave, this muse ran up the back and called Dewey: "Wait! ”

Dewey frowned and turned to look at the boy.

“Are you going out?” Muse's blue eyes turned around and suddenly laughed: “Just in time, my sisters quarreled, I don't know how to talk. Anyway, I came to the northwest to learn from you. Sister said, she's leaving tomorrow. I'm fine anyway... Let's go with you! ”

Dewey laughed: "But I'm afraid it's a little dangerous for me to go out on this trip, and I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this kind of pain. ”

Muse was angry immediately: "How did you know I couldn't eat it? I'll tell you what, I'll use my sword when I'm eight! He rides when he's 10! Don't underestimate me, your riding skills may not be as good as mine! ”

Dewey sighed and glanced at the kid: "Well, you're fine with this anyway, but if you can't eat half way back, don't blame me for getting kicked. ”

When he finished, he glanced at the room upstairs: "Go back and pack some things. I'm afraid we won't be able to come back for ten days and a half months. ”

“Hmm! Look at you. You're not bad. You can't do anything without your mother. If there's anything else to pack, I can't go anywhere with this dress, a long sword, a horse! Don't treat me like a weak, windy dude!” Speaking, Muse shot his elongated sword underneath his waist.

Dewey thinks you're pretty right now. When you can't stand it on the road, just send someone to send you back. When you're done, pull him outside.

A dozen of the closest guards, all those "special talents” that Lombardon had acquired in the slave market, plus their chief's old cigarettes. When he was ready to pack for the trip, Dewey flipped on his horse and was about to announce his departure, but the muse had already rushed out with a horse whip.

Huh, kid. Dewey whispered.

He didn't know that when he left the castle on horseback, in a window upstairs in the castle behind him, his eyes shot behind Dewey's back.

Angel looked pale with sadness in her eyes, and when Dewey had gone far out of sight, she turned back and bit her lips tightly. By her side, the Marquises of Lester.

The Marquise was also tired, looking at her sister and sighing: “Angel, are you still confused? ”

“Sister!!” Angel suddenly shouted, “I just don't understand! ”

She raised her hand and pointed at the Marquise: "You know I like him! But why did you... why did you... why did you do something like that? Why did you even propose to him? ”

“Angel.” The Marquise stood up and looked quietly at her sister, her beautiful eyes flashing a glimmer of determination: "Do you think I'm robbing your lover? My sister! I would have liked you to be with him too... our family seems to be thriving now, but the biggest drawback, don't you see? And he, this man, the survival of the future family, is on him! That's why I sent you personally to the Northwest! But... sister, you have to understand that although men like beauty, not all men are attracted to beauty! ”

Angel was silent, but she still looked at her sister with hatred.

“Angel...” the Marquise sighed, walking past, gently hugging her sister, softly said: "Although not much contact, I can already be sure that this guy's heart is definitely not something you can tie! You have to believe me, I think people are never wrong. I've always taught you to understand what men really want. Some men love beautiful women, some men love power. And this guy... I don't even know what he loves. Such a guy is not for you... From his words, I can see that he is not the kind of person who will be soft on women...”

She paused and whispered, "You know what? I heard that those guys from Mount Duran and Count Villa sent him four million gold coins and trained four twin beauties for years, but this guy threw those girls in the shop in Didu... and I heard that he ordered those girls to whip him hard for breaking his rules! My sister, this man is dangerous, my original thoughts are simply wrong... I want to protect you! ”

“You're thinking of the family! Always a family!” Angel suddenly shouted.

Pā!

A loud slap struck Angel firmly on her delicate face, the Marquise's face sinking like water, and she looked at her sister, slowly: “Don't forget, you, me, are part of the family! Perhaps you hate me now, but I ask you... since you can't make him like you, what else can I do! Besides sacrificing myself, is there any other way? ”

After a pause, the Marquise whispered, "Don't forget! Muse is 15 years old. How long can he keep it from us? You don't have no idea how many people are obsessed with the richest of our Lester family! How many people want to swallow our belts and bones!... we don't have much time! ”

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Just after Dewey brought a bunch of magic cadets to the cavalry camp outside Lulan City, at the south gate of Lulan Cheng, a horse slowly arrived in front of the city gate, the knight on the horse, covered with scars on his leather armor, a sharp scratch, as if the knight had experienced an unimaginable stormy slaughter! Even the soldiers guarding the city smelled the knight's bloody scent from afar.

The soldiers became unconsciously alert, and the knight on the horse, with blue hair and a blindfold on his face, had a tenacious expression that could no longer hide the tiredness and weakness in his eyes. Even sitting on a horse seems a little unstable.

The soldier was trying to stop it, but the knight had already picked up a badge himself. The guards of the city looked at the badge and were shocked! It belongs to the Duke's house!

They dared not to stop them, but let them go, and sent a message in.

Hussein is on his way to the Frozen Forest!

I just don't know what happened to him and it took me so long to get back. And at this moment, his leather coat was full of scratches, and his armor was broken, and there were a few bandages under his close-fitting clothes. If the wound hadn't been forcibly suppressed on the way, I'm afraid Hussein would have fallen halfway!

One of the most serious injuries is a hole in the right shoulder! The enemy's weapon punctured Hussein's shoulder directly from here, the fierce force, and even tore the Paladin's shoulder blade! Even if the temper of the Holy Knight has the effect of healing itself, but such a serious wound cannot be healed from me by temper. And the other side was extremely powerful, and a fighting spirit injected into Hussein's body, so far he couldn't get rid of it completely, which prevented him from healing his wounds.

His horse had exhausted his efforts, rushed all the way to Lu Lancheng, Hussein was relieved. After entering the city, he exhausted his final strength and came to the door of the Duchess. On the bridge, Hussein was finally unable to support him, his body was twisted and he fell from the horse. The soldiers guarding the castle recognized Hussein, a samurai next to the Duchess, hurried up and looked at Hussein, all wounded and wounded on his shoulder, as he fell from a horse and split, blood quickly penetrated the bandages.

The guard thought he had enemies and immediately caught sight of everything, which was why he carried Hussein back in a hasty manner.

Hussein had helped Dewey train soldiers, and the men who guarded the Duke's house happened to be Hussein trained. These people knew the strength of this mysterious instructor, and the other day they heard he was out doing things for the Duchess, and they didn't expect him to come back like this.

Soon Hussein was brought into the castle and Mad was invited without the Duke. Just a glance at Hussein, Mudd shouted: "God! How did he get hurt so badly? Quick! Send someone quickly to the Duchess in the barracks outside the city... and send someone to the religious center in the city, be sure to invite two clerics! We need temple therapy! ”

Hussein, who was already unconscious, suddenly woke up, grabbed Mudd and said in a hoarse voice: "No… no temple! ”

Mudd was stunned, but he had been around Dewey for many years, knowing that the Duke and his heart had some strange secrets, so he hastened to say yes.

“Let people... take me to the flower house! Hurry up!”

Hussein was asthmatic and had blue muscles on his forehead.

Mudd hurried two servants over and took Hussein personally to the flower house behind the castle. Hussein cheered himself up, asked Mudd to put himself in the flower house, and then ordered someone to guard him outside and not let anyone in.

Dewey hid some magic potions in a hidden place in the flower house, including ice berries. Although a number of noblemen use it as an ecstasy, it is undeniably the best anaesthetic available on the continent.

Hussein barely stood by and ate a little bit of ice berry fruit, then found some magic medicine for himself to take, and a moment later, a golden light reappeared on him, and he saw Hussein's face in pain, but suddenly raised his hand to re-pinch the broken bones on his right shoulder that had already grown, and then, as the golden fighting gas burned, those bones clicked and grew again. This pain is really unbearable for ordinary people. Luckily, with ice berries, Hussein is much easier.

At this moment, the Holy Knight will have more wolves and more wolves. The long sword he had originally worn left only the sheath of the sword between his waist. The sword was long gone. The leather coat on your body breaks as soon as it is gently torn, and your hair is glued into clusters with blood.

After the bones had grown, Hussein slowed his breath slightly, but sat on the floor with his knees rolled over, his hands behind his back, removing a rag bag that had been carrying him behind his back, and then opening the layers carefully...

Inside, Hercules is a long sword!

As soon as the cloth bag opened, the sword immediately emitted a stubborn bone, like ice and snow!

That elongated shape, and the blade as if wrapped in an ice cream, that crystal clear light...

If Dewey saw the sword here at this moment, he'd be surprised!

Because this sword in the hands of Hussein, Heran is another holy knight on the mainland, the famous “beauty of the moon" of Herher used by Rodriguez!!

Originally in Empire, Rodriguez held the Royal patron saint of Roland worn by the Prince of Battle of the Sword, and on the day of the coup d 'état, he attacked the chief samurai of the court next to Augustine VI, the Grey Sword Saint!

But how did Rodriguez hold the sword of the mighty mainland in the hands of Hussein?

(I think I have “masochistic obsessive disorder"... said that I write only 8,000 a day, I seem to be used to spelling this month, I wrote more than 10,000 unwittingly... I faint. Before I came to Shanghai, I stayed up all night. Last night, I had another pre-school dinner and drink. I hung up. Today I had a terrible headache when I wore the word, but somehow I wrote more... Oh my God, is it a habit... Don't... I'm tired of dying...)

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