Law of the Devil

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Chapter 275 [Dewey's Proposal]

It never occurred to Dewey that the Rollins would still have such a relationship with the Empire Royal Family's manoeuvres of power.

As far as Philip's remarks are concerned, this guy deserves to be the disciple recommended by the University of the Blue Sea. He certainly has a profound sense of the emperor's power of art - although when he first arrived in the northwest, he acted like a rookie. But it's all because of a lack of experience, and in fact, his theory is deeply taught by the Blue Sea. Otherwise, he wouldn't have earned Dewey's trust in just one year.

Though intelligent, despite exposition books, Dewey has been a "self-taught talent” since childhood. After all, no one has ever really taught him how to teach him to do this.

Not to mention the Rollins themselves! If Sameer's husband, the great-great-great-grandmother's husband, had died somewhat unusual... then it is absolutely impossible for the Rollins to say half a word for themselves about such a thing! Dewey, from childhood to age, naturally couldn't have heard a little wind. Literature and information in the family is even less likely to have half a sentence!

Dewey really hadn't heard anything Philip said about the Rollins. Originally, the literature he read at home about marrying the Augustine royal family was illustrated by a glorious tone, only that the Rollins were valued by the royal family, a glory for the Rollins and a cloud reflecting their status in the Empire.

However, this soft knife was cut on the body, and Dewey never thought about it.

I'm afraid... only my father, who is now in Rollin's hometown, will know.

Thinking about it, what Philip told everyone, Dewey couldn't listen anymore. The ghost sigh of Saimel in his head seemed infinitely deep, making Dewey even reluctant to think, dare not think...

The woman stopped responding when even tried to communicate with Sameer.

She is clearly just a magical creature, but she is becoming more and more like Sameer's true esteem...

Philip was discussing with the generals, looking at Dewey, and he had to shut his mouth and look at Dewey for a moment before crying out loud: "My lord, the Duchess? ”

“Hmm?” Dewey frowned, looking back, glancing at Philip, looking at the audience again, smiling slightly: “What Philip said earlier, I heard some indulgence.” Silently asked: "Philip, since according to your analysis, this royal marriage is clearly a trap...”

“Yes! Yes!” Dardanelle was the first to call out, and he thought wholeheartedly of Dewey: “Since it's a trap! Well, this Augustine guy is way too insidious! Now that the Duke has no objection, they are going to use such a shady trick against the Duke! ”

Philip laughed bitterly, looked at Dewey, and Dewey would have liked to, waved to stop Dadaniel's intention to say it down, and laughed: “It's not too insidious, it's just that as an emperor, the technique of mastering, has always been nothing more than to divide and pull together these means of balancing. Whether I have a different heart or not, it's impossible to see a figure with too much concentration of power in my hands as an emperor, without moving. It is not the shadow of His Majesty, it is just a custom. In his position, that was the right thing to do, and it would be foolish for him to let such a privileged omission occur in his hands. ”

These warlords, fighting is unambiguous, but when it comes to these political schemes, it is no longer possible. The only slightly better one, instead, is General 250. After all, Lombardon had suffered from the political struggle and had been in prison for many years. Finally, he opened up a little know-how. Although he was not necessarily proficient, he spoke of the idea in one sentence. He opened his mouth and looked at Dewey with a smile. He looked at Philip again. "In that case, the words of the union are conditioned again. If they are not, they are only suspicious of the royal family... It seems contradictory, but since Mr. Philip is able to analyze his head so much, there must be a solution. ”

Look at the look in this fat man's eyes, clearly means: this kind of heartbeat thing is exactly what you employees are best at...

Philip was peaceful on weekdays, cautious and polite to everyone. Although he was Dewey's chief clerk, he never had a shelf, so he had a good relationship with Dewey's people. Everyone is looking at this young clerk right now, waiting for him to say something.

After all, Philip was still young, eyed, still slightly blushed, coughed and said: "Gentlemen, and the Duke. As I said earlier, I personally object to marrying the royal family. Although the reputation of adults has improved in the short term, but... Hey, to say something disrespectful, I'm sure you, Duke, don't want to sleep around in the next few decades, sleeping at night with the eyes of a Prince Chen. ”

Dewey smiled lightly: "Go ahead, don't go around the bend. ”

“It is inevitable that Prince Chen should receive the letter! But marriage doesn't have to be. Fortunately, the Regent really values the Duchess, and it seems that the inner trust in the Duchess is deep. So, this time it's a peaceful means, no compulsion. Otherwise, if the Duke waits for the Emperor to arrive in Didu, on the banquet, in front of the Emperor's many noblemen, then openly mention... on that occasion, if he opens his mouth, the Duke, even if you are unhappy, you will never be able to refuse! ”

That's true, Dewey, when you think about it. If Prince Chen did so, in public, the actual ruler of the Empire offered to kiss himself, and if he refused to do so publicly, it would be embarrassing and inappropriate to give it to each other publicly.

“So, fortunately, Prince Chen doesn't seem to mean so resolute, or we can't guess his feelings, just what he does, and gives us a chance. I mean, my lord... in any case, before returning to the Emperor, you must decide on your marriage! ”

Dewey glanced at him and said, "What... do you want me to get married right away? ”

And then he shook his head, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no! ”

In Dewey's heart, he now sees it as acceptable, and the only woman who can hold each other for the rest of his life is Vivian. The other women, Mrs. Lister, and Angel, too, were unacceptable to Dewey.

But marry Vivian now?

After all, Dewey is a man of his past life. Although the 15-year-old Lori is tempting and adorable, she really wants Dewey to push down a 15-year-old girl who doesn't even have mature body. He can't do that kind of animal thing. Besides, this girl really likes to love herself.

Fifteen years old, in the world of previous life, you don't even have an ID!

Phillip looked at Dewey's expression, although Dewey didn't say who it meant by "no", but most of the people in the room knew that the future Duchess must be the purely lovely magician.

Philip laughed, "My lord, I didn't mean for you to get married right away. After all, as Duke, can't you be hasty about your marriage? Even if a wedding is to take place, the Count and Countess of Raymond must always be invited from the Rollin Plains. Hurry is not a good idea. I mean... don't get engaged, book this marriage first, walk the news out, let everyone know that you are already the one... well, what was the name of that word you used to tell me... by the way, famous flowers, already have a master! Is that what you said? ”

Dewey laughed bitterly and lacked a good airway: “It's 'Famous Flower Lord’. ”

“Yeah, that's right, it's famous.” Philip chuckled, “I've been with you for a long time, and I'm really close to being dark, and I think all the sentences that adults say on a weekday make sense. ”

Dewey sighs: “You mean, get me engaged? ”

“is engagement. Hold an engagement ceremony first, don't be too large, but you can invite all the well-known people in the northwest to be present and announce the news to the public... Hey, first of all, I'm afraid not only the royal family, but also the Lester family, as well as the Emperor's many luxury doors, once the news goes out, at least many families will be able to break their minds, you also save a lot of trouble. Second, to be honest, Miss Vivian has always lived in the Duke's house. Although she and you are nominally disciples of the same teacher, after all, you and she have grown up, so we live together without a name, for a long time, there is always gossip. ”

Someone shook his head next to him, and Da Daniel was the first to wonder: "But even if the Duke were engaged, the royal family would not necessarily die! Moreover, although, under the Imperial Code, as Duchess, there is only one Duchess, it is not said that no more women are allowed to marry. Being a nobleman, having several wives is unusual. However, if the emperor, um, no, is the king of Regents, he must marry his sister to the Duke, the royal princess' identity will fall, and the Duchess' name will definitely be hers! Vivian, this girl, I like Daniel very much. She is alone. There is no help in the world except the Duke. If the princess marries, her real wife's name is robbed. It is too pathetic for her! ”

Philip smiled softly: "General Dardanelle, take it easy. That's the third advantage I'm talking about! The third advantage of engaging Miss Vivian... is that no matter what the Duke and any other woman are engaged to, the royal family can still force the princess on us! But only Vivian, no one can steal from her the name of the Duchess's rightful wife! Don't forget the background of our Miss Vivian! ”

He had a gentle smile on his face, but immediately reminded all the big fat people in the room.

What's Vivian's status?

The disciple of Gandalf, the First Magic Master of the Continent! Nothing else, in the Magic Union, there are a few old monster level people, and Vivian is a nominal brother!

And Vivian herself, an authentic Level 8 magician!

An eight-level great magician, much more noble than any other aristocrat! Besides, Vivian is still young, and it's not unusual that she should be promoted to the ninth grade in the future! The royal family will never be willing to blame a future continental superior! Besides, how many powerful, influential old monster brothers does this strong man have?

“Even in the face of Mrs. Lester, the princess can take the seat of a righteous wife. But only Master Vivian, best of all, she is not a nobleman, she is a magician! The superior status of the magician makes the princess embarrassed to argue with her. Since it cannot be argued with, then, as a princess and status, if she is not a proper wife, it is impossible to give in to become the Duke's little wife. Otherwise, the face of the royal family would be gone... it would be wonderful! It's wonderful!” Lombardon laughed and went up and patted Dewey on the shoulder: “I said, boss, what are you waiting for, so go pick a flower in the garden and ask Vivian for a proposal! ”

Dewey was laughed at by these bad “uncles” for a while and thought about it again. Now I'm afraid this is the best way...

And, Vivian, I really liked it, and proposing isn't crazy.

To think of it, I just bit my teeth and threw the door out.

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At night, in the garden, Dewey held a tulip tight in his hand. These are deliberately planted by the florists in the Duke's house to meet the title "Duke of Tulip.”

There were no roses here in the northwest, and Dewey grabbed a tulip and walked back and forth in the garden, late to the castle to find Vivian.

why?

It's ridiculous... because he...

Well, our Devil Duke, suddenly nervous!

Yeah, it's nervous. When faced with the Dragon King, he was not nervous. When faced with the devil's servant, he was not nervous. He wasn't nervous when fighting Green Hat Gandalf.

This time, with flowers in his hand, Dewey suddenly felt a little soft in his calf when he was about to propose to his beloved sweetheart.

“Well... what do you say later?” Dewey coughed twice, facing the bushes and talking to herself: "Hey, silly girl, I think you look good, let's start with my young master... uh, wouldn't that be too much of a 250?” I shook my head and changed the gentle tone: “Dear Vivian, I've always liked you so much. In my future life, you will be my wife and we will walk together... vomit!! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. ”

Think about it and make a serious voice again: "Vivian, tell you, I've got a very dangerous thing going on. It's a very troublesome thing. Would you help me? Oh, yes? That's it, you pack up and put on a new dress, let's get down to the engagement ceremony right away... well, if I say so, will she kick me in the ass? ”

Dewey grabbed his scalp hard and moaned a few times, because the handshake of the flowers was too hard, and he shook down all the flowers with a flower in his hand. A bald stem in his hand, shaking undetected, he couldn't help but sigh and shout: "Alas! What am I supposed to say? Vivian, Vivian, what can I say? You promised me a proposal...”

Dewey was so loud and emotional that all of a sudden, behind him came a frightened voice that made Dewey's soul fly away.

“You, you... what are you talking about? Ask me, me, me... to propose... to marry? ”

After listening to this, Dewey's legs were really soft. Turning around, in the bush between, a beautiful man stood there, and he was more delicate than the flowers. On a pink little face, full of red spots, those big blinking eyes, staring straight at Dewey, in his eyes, three shy, three joy, three surprised, not a little silly girl. Who's Master Bavivian?

Dewey's mouth was wide open, so you stared at me, and I stared at you. After half an hour, Dewey shouted, “You... what are you doing here? ”

Vivian suddenly drowned her head and rubbed her horn with a small pair of dead hands. Her voice was even less audible: “It was General Lone Lone Barbaton, he, he, he, he said you, you asked for me, here, here, let me down, down...”

Dewey suddenly felt the cold on his neck, turned his head and looked to the left. He saw Lombardon, the 250th general, smiling, hiding in the flowers in the distance, laughing extremely obscenely, suddenly saw Dewey looking here, his fat body could not be hidden in the flowers, he could only laugh, stood up, and laughed out loud: “Duke, I solved the big problem for you, the rest, just look at yourself! ”

After that, Haha laughed and walked away. Dewey was ashamed of herself and couldn't help but lift her hand and shook her middle finger hard against this old fat man in the distance.

Vivian suddenly looked up at Dewey and exclaimed: “Are you... are you sure what you just said? You really want to propose? ”

For this reason, Dewey had a stiff scalp and a bite in Vivian's eyes: "Nice! Just ask for marriage, you... cough! Are you getting married or not? ”

Vivian immediately showed happiness on her face, but she just nodded and wondered: “You... you just saw General Lombardon... as if, very unhappy... you, what is this gesture? ”

Dewey glanced at herself holding her middle finger up and hurried back. “Well, you don't understand. I'm happy, happy, happy... and grateful. Well, yes, this gesture is gratifying, and I thank General Lombardon, and I don't know how to say it, so he shouted you out, and by the way, thank him very much. ”

Speaking of which, Dewey suddenly saw Vivian's impatient appearance, immediately scolded his idiot, hurried up a few steps, grabbed Vivian's hand gently, then took a deep breath and knelt down on one knee.

Vivian was frightened and was about to escape, but Dewey stopped her and smiled: "Well, that's what the proposal should look like. Don't move. ”

“But, you are the Duke, how can you kneel, kneel me...”

Dewey laughed, and Vivian's little hand pulled a few points, and she softly said, "Vivian, I don't know what to say. It's just that I have feelings for you that you should understand. You... uh, you... um, well, that... if you think I'm a good person, you, you can just follow me! ”

Heavenly testimony, during the weekday, oil mouth slippery, tricky and multi-end, mouth like river hanging Duke of Tulip, in this first proposal of life, yet so awkward, if spread out, do not know how many glasses to fall.

Vivian's eyes were red, and her eyes filled with joy of happiness. Then she panicked and finally nodded gently. She was just too ashamed to speak, just a gentle "hmm”.

Dewey didn't hear me, and there was some anxiety: "This... Vivian, you must say something! OK or not... Can you give me an answer? ”

But this Vivian was originally a very thin and shy face. He was anxious to be questioned by Dewey. The more shy he was in his heart, the more he couldn't speak, he finally twisted his body, and then raised his head with emotions, pulling out his little hand held by Dewey and lifting it... then...

Then…

A white, tender, playful... middle finger on Dewey.

Dewey's face collapsed immediately: “What does this... mean? ”

Vivian twisted and pinched: “Didn't you just say that, that means... I... I am happy and happy and grateful..."

Dewey: “…"

Ok… ok.

For the first time in her life, the woman answered me with a middle finger.

Uh... should our Duke cry in his heart? Or should I laugh?

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