Law of the Devil

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Chapter 361.

When Alpha's secret letter arrived again, Duvi opened it.

This time, the contents of the letter are not much, only a very simple short sentence.

“She's done. ”

In Alpha's letter, it did not say "Plan succeeded”, nor did it say "Everything went well”.

Instead, the word "complete” seemed somewhat vague.

Alpha... he's dissatisfied with me too.

Dewey was silent for a while and slowly picked up the letter and burned it by the candle on the table.

He sat in the study, on the desk, looking out the window, and he looked in the northwest direction. The sky in the distance, covered in gray.

The girl named Moon, by now, is dead.

Yes... she's just a chess piece, and I took her in and trained her for this day. But why do I still feel despicable in my heart?

At this point, suddenly, the door to the study was pushed open with a bang, and the shadow of a man dressed in red came in. With anger and disbelief on her face, she came in and shouted at Dewey: "Me! Let me ask you, where did Moon go!! ”

Dewey closed her eyes and looked cold at the person who broke in, but was the female prisoner she had captured, then known as Eloo's Big Snow Mountain disciple.

“Get out of here. ”

That's Dewey's answer to her.

Allou opened her mouth and her beautiful face twisted a little: "I ask you, with the moon! With the moon! Where is she? Where did you send her? ”

Dewey looked at the girl, and his voice was very low, even with a hint of chill: “First of all, I remember I said no one was allowed in my study without my instructions. So with that, I can have you dragged out right away. Second..."

Dewey's eyes jumped, and he seemed to be suppressing his anger: "Poor little Niko, you forgot who you are. Why are you questioning me? ”

“You!!” Eloo seems to have done whatever it takes.

Ever since she stayed with Dewey, she has been arranged to live with those girls, including the moon, and even danced and trained with them every day. Allou is not a fool, she is from Snow Mountain, she has not learned some basic powers, although she has no talent in this area, but she still knows some things. She had long thought that this demonic juvenile duke, raising these girls, would probably be used in the future...

And Moon, undoubtedly, is the best thing about these girls, and Eloise. The beauty of the moon, her tenderness, her meticulousness, made Ellu extremely kind to her, and these days, the moon suddenly disappeared. There was a disturbing speculation in Eloo's heart. I finally couldn't stand it today, so I rushed to Dewey to question him.

Dewey pointed at the door and said softly: "Read that this is the first time you've disobeyed me, I can forgive you once, now... get out, and then remember, this place is not for you to come in. ”

Speaking of which, Dewey has continued to look at the things on the table and no longer cares about the girl.

Allou seemed to want to say something else, but she felt the chills emanating from Dewey. She had to shake it for a moment, but she left a hate sentence: “If... what do you do with her, I... I..."

Speaking of which, she stamped her feet, her eyes flushed out red.

When she went out, Dewey raised her head, and he sighed, “Like, I'm really a shameless person. ”

Dewey looked at the door and suddenly smiled. “Come in, my esteemed knight. I know you're out there listening. If it weren't for your deliberate release, that stupid girl wouldn't even be able to get in. ”

Indeed, as soon as the voice fell, the Hussein station was seen walking in through the door.

The saint's face seemed a little dull, and the rest of his eyes, looking at Dewey, actually had an unprecedented stranger in their eyes.

His eyes then fell on the table, a piece of ash left behind by the burning of a secret message.

Dewey looks at Hussein: “Do you... think I'm wrong too? ”

Hussein didn't say anything, he slowly walked over, bypassed the desk, then looked quietly at Dewey and looked carefully for a while...

Suddenly, the Paladin raised his hand.

Pā!!

A slap in the face hit Dewey hard.

Dewey was beaten to pieces, his body flanked over, and then Dewey covered his face, and then he wasn't angry at all, he was silent, and then suddenly he laughed.

Dewey's smile was not pleasant, but rather deeply bitter. And he actually said to Hussein, "Thank you. ”

“Thank me?” Hussein snorted.

“Yes, thank you.” Dewey licked the corner of his mouth and threw up a bloody spit: “Thank you for your generosity. You are the Holy Knight, if you really hit me hard, this clap will break my neck. ”

“…” Hussein stared at Dewey, and after a while he jumped out of his mouth: “Dewey, I'm disappointed in you, very disappointed. ”

Dewey's expression wasn't surprising, he listened quietly, and he knew that the Sacred Knight wasn't finished.

“I thought you sometimes go too far, but... at least you have a bottom line!” Hussein's expression is so gloomy: “I remember you saying something before when you talked to me, and you said, ’If that's the case, am I still Dewey?’, so be it. But now, what's the difference between you and... and those lowlifes who do whatever they have to do. ”

Dewey didn't say anything, just “hum” coldly chuckled twice.

Hussein's eyes filled with anger: "What's wrong? Am I wrong? ”

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…” Dewey still laughed and laughed for a while, suddenly he stared closely at Hussein, then Dewey's voice was low: “Hussein… I thought you might be the only one who understood me about this. But you don't seem to understand either. You're not even as good as Rodriguez. At least he didn't come here to question me. ”

“…” Hussein silenced for a while, then bit his teeth and said: "She's just a poor girl. If you want to sacrifice, do you want to sacrifice it with a woman? Dewey, is that what you do? ”

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha...” Dewey was still laughing, as if he was laughing with tears.

Hussein was provoked by his laughter, and suddenly he slapped him hard on the desk, shouting, and he slapped the entire desk into five or six pieces.

“What are you laughing at!!! Do you think you are right!!” Hussein suddenly got angry, and he went up and grabbed Dewey's collar and threw him on the floor: “You can say, but put away your angry laughter! Dewey!! ”

Dewey climbed up slowly, then gently bounced the dust from the bounce, then took a deep breath and looked at Hussein, whispering: "Shut up, Hussein. ”

“What did you say? ”

“I said...” Dewey took a deep breath and then suddenly burst out as if he had finally all the rage of repression!

“I said... shut up!! Shut the fuck up!! Hussein, you simple bastard! Shut the fuck up! Shut up! ”

In Dewey's roar, the blues on his forehead burst out.

The movement in the room shook the tulip guard outside, and soon a guard rushed to the door of the study, looking inside at the Duke and Hussein's anger staring at each other, the crowd was a little confused.

“Everybody out!” Dewey frowned and drank, lifted her hand, rolled up her sleeves, shouted, and the studio door closed heavily under a silver hush.

“You want my explanation? Hussein! I'll fucking explain!!!” Dewey stopped repressing the depression in his heart, and he kicked the broken table in front of him and walked to Hussein.

“Yes! Yes! She's a girl, a weak girl! I let her die. Let her die! But what about it? How about that!! ”

“If you want that prairie king dead, I can do it! Rodriguez, too! We have good fighters, they are willing to sacrifice for you!! To accomplish the most dangerous tasks. ”

After listening, Dewey hummed, and looked into Hussein's eyes: "I ask you, the girl with the moon, it was sacrifice. Didn't I send other samurai to sacrifice? It's also dead, what's the difference?!” His voice soared: “Yes! She is a girl, but her death is despicable, I send other samurai to die, it is noble?!!!! Or are the other samurai, the guards, their lives not their lives!!! ”

Dewey's chest fluctuated, looking cold at Hussein: "Kill a prairie king! Kill a prairie king, if I send someone to assassinate you know how hard it is!! If you send a samurai to assassinate, how little chance is there!? Hussein, I'm telling you, don't look at you as a saint, you won't even make it to the King's Golden Tent!! Alpha's been northwest for a year! He can't even get close to 500 meters outside the King's Golden Book!! Send someone to assassinate, how many people will die, do you know!! ”

Hussein is speechless.

“I'm telling you! Hussein! Philip and I planned at least nine ways, but by the count, each way is not very successful! And, if you're lucky, if you succeed, at least many people will die! Lots of people!!” Dewey yells out loud: “Are you an idiot? Hussein!! Let me ask you again, are not the samurai, the guards, their lives?! Yeah, you're amazing. You're a saint. You think you can rush into the king's court alone and chop that motherfucker off the prairie king! But I tell you, you will never come back alive!! But your sacrifice, you know how much it cost me!! ”

Dewey finally took a deep breath and he barely suppressed his anger, questioning Hussein: “I just made one of the easiest choices: first, I had to send a lot of people to die in order to do this. Secondly, I'm sending a man to die, and I can do it. That's it! That's fucking easy!!! And you? Just because the dead are a weak girl, you think I'm despicable? Am I... am I fucking noble when I send a bunch of loyal men, and a bunch of people die?! I'm telling you, that's fucking stupid! It's vile, it's stupid!! I just made a choice! Complete what must be done with minimal loss!! And she's not a woman, isn't she pretty, isn't she innocent, has nothing to do with it!! Yes, she, she... she was loyal to me, so she died irreversibly. But... have my other men, other guards, other samurai, been unfaithful to me? Would I rather let ten hundred faithful men die than leave a beautiful girl - is that what you call noble?! ”

Hussein was silent for a while and then slowed down: "This is not a chivalrous spirit! Despicable, still despicable. ”

Dewey got angry, and suddenly he was more angry than anything!

“I'm going to fucking knighthood spirit!!! If a shitty spirit wants a lot of people to die for nothing, then let that spirit die for nothing!!” Dewey slapped the table hard, but when his hand fell, he realized the table was broken and his palms slapped hard on his thighs.

“But I'd rather choose the positive side to defeat the prairie.” Hussein shook his head: “I still insist, relying on women, is a disgrace to men! ”

“Positive defeat.” Dewey moaned, and then suddenly he raised his thumb and slowed to Hussein: “Hussein, you are a knight, you have your dignity, your insistence, I do not want to object to that. Very well, I admire you. But..."

Dewey suddenly laughed and he laughed insanely: "We have 100,000 troops outside! Yeah, 100,000! How much are we going to die if we hit the grasslands head-on? And without that, how long will it take us to conquer the meadow, to conquer the nail behind us? Not enough! Three years? Five years!?!! How many of us will die? Fifty, eighty thousand? 100,000?”

“ …… ”

“What the fuck am I gonna do!!! Goddamn it! Fucking hell!!!” The muscles on Dewey's face were all twisted, and he grabbed Hussein's shoulder and yelled, “Hussein, do you really think I'm a god?" I am not omnipotent!! How much time do you think we have left? Time!! Hussein!!! We only have three years! Three years!! Three years!!! But in three fucking years, how much more do we have to do? Ah?!! Prairie Man, Northwest Legion!! Every one of them could kill us! Then we have to face a criminal who can kill the Dragon Nation!! ”

“Moon, she's dead! She's dead! She makes me feel so guilty, I feel so ashamed of her, I even regret it, I feel so bad... but.” The word Dewey slows down: “I can tell you, Hussein, if I could do it again, I would still do it! ”

“I tell you, Hussein! I'm going crazy!! I feel like I can't breathe! Three fucking years, three fucking years!! How many plans and efforts have I made for these three years!! I tell you, many more will die, many more will die!! If you think I did something wrong, you can kill me now! Or I'm fucking quitting! I take the fleet, I take all my family, I take all my property, I go to Nanyang, and with my skills, I can wipe out that bloody island of Brahman in a month, and then I can be the Emperor! Even if the continent of Roland is captured by criminals, I can live a hundred years in the southern ocean!!” Dewey squeezed his fist hard: “But I won't do it! Because I know, I have children of the Tulip family! There are also hundreds of thousands of people in Tessa Province who see me as the Spirit's Spirit, and hundreds of millions in the Rollin Plains who see me as the Son of Hope!! Do you know how much I'm burdened with? ”

“Finally, you tell me the principles? Say" bottom line "?” Dewey grinned coldly.

“Including the moon is one of my men, but you, as well as my warriors, are all my men! I will not take special care of anyone who is a man, who is a woman, or who is weaker!! On the first day of training, she knew what she would do in the future! She knows that, I know that, you know that!! If I wanted to take special care of her and not let her die alone, but instead sent a hundred and a thousand loyal men to die... Hussein, is that what you call principle? Is that your bottom line? Is that what you call ‘noble’? ”

Dewey loosened the Saint Knight, then he took a few steps back, cold:

“It's yours, not mine! ”

Hussein is silent.

Dewey had calmed down, his anger in his heart had been exhaled... or, in other words, his heart had exhaled with the death of that woman, those depressed, self-blaming, at this moment also with a fire.

“Most importantly, my holy knight! We only have three short years! We've got too much to do in the last three years, so I can't do it the right way! I can only do it with some vile or even shameless tricks!! If you do it in your so-called 'proper' way... I'll tell you, then everyone is doomed in the end!! So, my approach, I don't like it myself, it's despicable, it's extreme! But...

In the future, a lot of people could go back and die. This is the biggest crisis. You may die, I... ”

Dewey pointed at his nose: "I could die too! But before I die, I will stick to my ‘principles’!! I also want to give up, I want to escape, I want to escape... but I have no choice!!

If, in order to live a man and let a thousand men die... then I am not a qualified leader! As a leader, I'm not going to see my men, who are men, who are women! I only choose what to do when one thing has to be done, with the least amount of loss! And this thing, with the moon sacrificing itself, is the least choice for the dead, so I did it! Hussein, you're not in my position, so you can't understand me! Perhaps you think you can take the tens of millions of warriors to fight with the prairie people, very generous, very fucking masculine! But I asked you, what are we going to do with Lugo of the Northwest Army? What do we end up dealing with the criminals of the future? Can you go back to my question? Humph! It's just a spell... you might answer that, it's just a spell. But... I'm not thinking about ‘fighting to death', but getting as many people to live as possible!! ”

Speaking of which, Dewey took a deep breath:

“Now I still have a word to say to you… if I don't do it, am I still Dewey! ”

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Dewey left Hussein in the study, and he walked out of the room. Everyone passing by saw the Duke's face and understood that the Duke was in a state of extreme frustration at the moment. Nobody dares to go up and talk to him, just to salute him far away.

Dewey rushed into the garden behind the castle like a wounded lion.

Here, Vivian is standing in the garden, holding a branch, surrounded by more than a dozen Hogwarts cadets, and Vivian is drawing some magic lines on the ground with branches to explain the principles of a magic formation to these cadets.

In fact, after Dewey became busier and busier, Vivian alone took on the task of teaching these trainees.

Watching the dean suddenly rush in, the participants stood up and bowed to Dewey.

A few eye-catching guys immediately noticed that the Dean seemed in a very bad mood. Soon, they exchanged a brief look with each other, and then they searched for excuses and retreated.

Dewey didn't say anything, and when everyone left, he suddenly sat heavily on the ground like a leatherball that had exhaled.

Vivian looked gently at her fiancé, and then she walked carefully to Dewey, pulling so hard that she pulled Vivian into her arms. Then he sniffed deeply the smell of Vivian.

“You... what happened to you?” Vivian looked gently at Dewey.

“Vivian, silly girl.” Dewey's voice is exhausting: “I... I did one thing. It's a very bad thing to say, very bad… even despicable and shameless. But I had no choice. I had no choice. Because it's the most effective method, and the least of the dead. But..."

He sighed heavily, then leaned his head in Vivian's arms and looked at the sky: “But why do I still feel guilty and painful in my heart? ”

Vivian didn't know what was going on, but she didn't ask, just let Dewey lean in her arms, and then she caressed Dewey's hair as if she were a kind mother. After a while, she used the still stuttering voice, gently said: “Dewey... Dewey... you work so hard, I know, you, you work so hard..."

“Do I regret it? Yes... but if I do it again, I still have no choice. One man dies, thousands live...” Dewey sounds like a weak voice: “Noble, conscientious... I'm not qualified to talk about these things, Vivian... I'm the leader of everyone, you know what a leader is? It's about millions of people pressing their lives on your shoulders and forcing you to do something you don't want to do... sometimes knowing you're an asshole, but for the sake of everyone, you have to keep playing that asshole's part. This... is the fucking leader. ”

Vivian stopped talking, she just caressed Dewey's hair gently, very light, very light...

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No one knows that the situation in the north-west of the Roland continent has changed completely because of a beautiful girl named Moon. She's like a beautiful and thin butterfly, and her death affects the grasslands, the northwest, and even the future imperial shipping.

At this point, very few people think about it, and very few people know about it.

After the Governor's Palace in Lulan, capital of Northwestern Texas Province, Dewey had fallen asleep because of his passion. In his dream, he mumbled and whispered...

“Pearls… like spilled pearls…”

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(This chapter is all I want to talk about. So stop arguing with the moon.

Moon is not the so-called “Innocent Woman," she was trained as a female spy from the beginning, starting with chapter 257, where the character appeared, and so on.

And she's not Dewey's woman.

Those who scold me, calmly think, if what I wrote was going to die not as a poor beauty as Moon, but as a man, a man's men, would there be so many scolds?

Sacrificing a female subordinate is despicable, sacrificing a group of loyal male subordinates is noble? Where does that come from?

I was wrong, but I was wrong. I shouldn't have written the character with the moon. That's all. Let everyone have a good feeling about the role, and then watch her die tragically, which naturally turns out to be psychologically unacceptable.

But it has nothing to do with Dewey's nobility or his despicability. What he needed to see was the whole picture, with the least sacrifice for the greatest strategic purpose. In his view, Moon Inclusion is a subordinate, no different from the thousands of loyal tulip fighters. If dying of one of her could reduce more sacrifices, Dewey chose to do so.

Of course, he was heartbroken and struggling. But he did.

He is not a god, he is just a man, he does not have the strength. If he already has the strength of the first strong man in the stars, he will rush to the meadows alone, man blocks killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha...

But he doesn't have that kind of skill right now.

In three years, he had to face too many problems.

Remember what Dewey 1 said to him, when Dewey refused to do anything about it, but Dewey 1 said to him, "In the future, you'll be desperate for strength! You'll change your mind. ”

Push, that's a step by step push. It puts a character in a struggle, in a dilemma, before his personality changes step by step.

And Moon's death, sad. But as an author, I think I wrote down Dewey, and there's no distinction between noble and despicable.

He simply decided to make the choice that a qualified leader had to make in sacrificing a person and sacrificing a group of people.

thats all

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