Law of the Devil

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Chapter 475 [You Forgot My Warning]

The next day, when Rosé woke up, she found herself still soaked in a stinking water jail. But the joyful scene in the dream was so clearly printed in his mind.

In my dreams, I am so comfortable, so happy...

Soon, naturally, the Divine Knight made a subconscious comparison.

The reality is so painful, and that dream is so happy - the Holy Knight began to have a faint expectation in his heart: even death would be good, at least let me sleep happily and revisit that happy dream again...

Precisely because of expectations in the mind, the human psyche usually becomes fragile. Not even Rose herself realized that.

Abnegation is just —— if a person doesn't care about anything and doesn't have any desire, then this is undoubtedly the most terrifying person.

But Rose, that's not who I am anymore.

In addition to dying, he was a little agitated by the intolerable environment in the water jail, and he began to look forward to that wonderful dream...

Then, just this afternoon, several soldiers still showed up on schedule, rushing into the water jail and filling Rosé with a large glass of thick ice juice again!

Hungry, cold, painful, like a few swords tormenting Rosé at the same time. And in this case, in stark contrast, this beautiful dream seems to come even better!

Unconsciously, the Holy Knight began to indulge in this pre-death beauty...

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Wheel rolling.

A four-wheelbarrow Mercedes-Benz sits on the northwest wilderness.

Her Royal Highness, Verona, sits in a carriage, and this beautiful Virgin is not looking good at this moment.

The windows of the carriage had been nailed to death by wooden strips, and she could barely tell by identifying the direction of the sun outside through the gaps in the windows, herself going north all the way.

Just three nights ago, a group of tiger-like Tulip family cavalry stormed into the religious house in Lulancheng, indiscriminately ignoring the obstruction of clergy in the religious house, and rushed directly in to find Her Highness the Virgin.

The leader, Verona, is familiar with the young leader Gedda, known as Little 250, in the Tulip army. This young impulsive warlord is an old man in Lombardon.

In the face of those angry clergy, Junior High Five directly issued an order signed and written by the Duke of Tulips announcing to Her Royal Highness: Archbishop Emeritus of the Northwest Diocese, Duke of Imperial Tulips, summons Her Highness the Virgin of the Church of Light to discuss urgent matters!

There is no doubt that such an order is highly irrational: in terms of the status within the Church, the status of the Virgin is clearly much higher than that of the Archbishop emeritus of a local parish. So an honorary archbishop “summons” the Virgin, is a ridiculous thing.

However, no clergyman dares to say half a word in the face of a murderous young General 250 Qaeda, and his men such as the wolf tiger, the Tulip family cavalry with the knife handle in their hands.

Everyone knows that in the Northwest, the Duke of Tulip is the true master here! What ecclesiastical state law and all that... is far less than the words of the Duke of Tulip!

Religious houses anywhere were protected by the Holy Knights of the local parish - but in the northwest, the Holy Knights of the Northwest Parish are directly under the Duke of Tulip!

And, as everyone can see, the archbishop of the Northwestern Diocese here, Ram, was the former archbishop of the North-Central Diocese, Lord Maximus' deputy. And Lord Maximus, who is now recognized as the future successor to the Pope, has also been told that his denomination is extremely close to Lord Tulip.

So, in the northwest, whether it's government, military power, even teaching, all power, is in the hands of the Duke of Tulip alone!

The clergy had no choice in the face of the tulip soldiers who barely rationalized their way into the religious institute, because they knew there was no reason to speak here.

Faced with these soldiers, Her Royal Highness began to show a little calm: "May I have time to change my clothes? ”

But Qaeda just replied coldly: "You're not at the ball, Your Highness! And we adults don't like to wait long! ”

Thus, in the middle of the night, the Virgin was “please” out of the religious house by these rude guys, “please” in a carriage.

And the carriage doors and windows were nailed to death —— where was this summons and where was the invitation? It's an arrest!

Fortunately, the Virgin was a man of understanding, so she made no objection.

What can she say? Say, "I'm a princess! Why would a duke have the power to arrest a princess? ”

Does that make sense in the northwest? In the eyes of these Tulip family generals, even the Regent King of the Emperor is nothing compared to the Duke of Tulip!

In the Northwest, everyone only knows that there is a master here, not a goddess, not an emperor, not a Regent, but Dewey!!

After being stuck in this “jail car", the road was full of mercenaries for three days.

For the last three days, apart from eating and resting every day, these guys would open the door and let the Virgin out for a moment, most of the time she would have to be locked up in a small compartment.

Moreover, “escorting” oneself along the way was actually Qaeda himself leading the team. All the cavalry were cold in colour, and no one was willing to say the first half of the word to the Virgin.

Finally, three days later, the carriage arrived in the city of Gillatte, north of Lulan City.

Her Royal Highness has been known for a long time for this abandoned old capital city.

As she already knows, this is an important stronghold for the Duke of Tulip, and she even heard about it, most likely the Tulip family's weapons factory.

But this place is also extremely tightly guarded! Especially lately, there are thousands of soldiers guarding here every day and night, and the Heavy Tiger Knights patrol back and forth in the sky!

Just outside the city, there is also an elite cavalry camp in the family!

There have been many attempts by the Virgin to penetrate the interior in this place, but unfortunately after several attempts she gave up.

But I didn't expect to be able to walk into this mysterious city one day!

Unfortunately, these people did not give the Virgin the opportunity to take a closer look at the city.

Ever since the carriage entered the city, the carriage has flown straight to the former Governor's Palace. Next, just after a stroller, several soldiers jumped up. Under the threat of a cold machete, the Virgin had no room for resistance, and these men took her into this abandoned Governor's Palace...

Along a dark, sunless tunnel of abandoned old houses, despite flaming torches on both sides, there is still an uncomfortably damp smell.

Finally, after walking past an iron fence door, the soldiers, who looked like tigers, did not follow them anymore, pointing cold at the front of the iron fence door, indicating that the Virgin continued to walk inside.

Though her face remained calm, the Virgin's heart inevitably panicked.

Finally, at the end of this secret passage, she saw Dewey.

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Dewey was wearing a black magician robe, a special black robe symbolizing his Bachelor of Magic at the Magic Union, and a magic badge representing the members of the Magic Academy.

Dewey looked coldly at the Virgin walking in, his face was indifferent and dignified, his chin slightly raised, that look cold and cruel as a king!

Her Royal Highness had never seen Dewey's expression like this, so she panicked a little, but soon the woman forced herself to calm down, and she even squeezed a smile: “Dewey, if I came with your ‘summons', is there anything special about Grand Duke Tulip? ”

Dewey looked indifferent and smiled nothing, pointing to a table next to him, coldly: “Sit down. ”

The Virgin looked at the table and placed a crystal bottle, the amber liquid in the bottle, obviously a fine wine.

The Virgin laughed: "Did the Duchess come this far so I could have a drink with you? ”

Instead of answering that sentence, Dewey sat down first, picked up the bottle herself, poured the cup full for both of them, and without saying a word, picked up her own cup and drank it.

The divine colour of the Virgin was somewhat unnatural, but she also picked up the cup and had a drink with Dewey. After putting the glass down, she smiled in her face: “Unfortunately, the wine is good, but Dewey... do you like drinking in this dark dungeon? ”

“I don't have that habit.” Dewey's voice, like his expression today, looks cold and hard.

“Huh...” The Virgin smiled: “So, Grand Duke Tulip, do you like to dress so heavily while drinking? ”

“Neither am I.” Dewey still shakes his head cold: “What I hate the most is dressing myself up. Except today. ”

“Why, why?” The Virgin felt that Dewey's callousness did not seem camouflaged.

Dewey's eyes finally stared at the Virgin's face: “For two reasons: first, I'm going to do something bad today that I don't like very much myself! Secondly… I am here today dressed to show respect for you - watching a princess be tortured, I think it would be better if I wore something solemn. ”

The last sentence, the chill that was not concealed, stunned the Virgin.

It took a long time for the Virgin to smile: “Are you... are you kidding me? ”

“Perhaps I enjoy jokes on weekdays, but not today.” Dewey lifted his eyelids and glanced coldly at Verona: “Especially after I lost hundreds of loyal and brave men! ”

Ding!

The hand of the Virgin trembled and a crystal cup fell on the floor and broke.

Dewey approached her body slowly and suddenly pinched the Virgin's chin in one hand. His eyes were cruel and uncovered!

“Verona! Her Highness the Virgin! I thought, do you remember that New Year's Eve, that night in Tidu, that old tavern where the two of us used to drink against each other? ”

“I... I remember.” The Virgin painstakingly said that Dewey had pinched her chin and she had not escaped.

“Well, do you remember what I warned you about?” Dewey's eyes are getting colder: “You end up with only two results, either dead or ugly! ”

Virgin: “……”

“Looks like you forgot my warning at the time!” Dewey looked at the Virgin and finally he let go of his hand. He squeezed so hard that the Virgin's delicate chin even had a few more red fingerprints: "I've always hated you as a woman, but I thought you were pathetic. ”

Dewey poured himself a glass of wine: "There's nothing wrong with you, except that you were born into the royal family by chance and that you were, by chance, the daughter of His Royal Highness Crown Prince Awen. Nothing much to do with your young girl... yes, you just want revenge, you want revenge. ”

The Saintess did not speak.

“I feel sorry for you, so I haven't done much with you. Even if you almost ruined my business at that auction. Even if you come to the northwest and make some little moves on my property... hmm, let me think... you try to pull some people together in the northwest religious house, right? You also tried to disturb my heart in the name of missionary service and even try to seduce the commander of our army... unfortunately you failed in all of this. Look, I know everything you've done in the Northwest! Later, Miss Delhi infiltrated my city of Gilliant and made such a farce, you also helped a lot in the middle... at least passed on some news to her! But I put up with it! Verona, my queen! That's because I'm merciful, and I think you're a poor girl, and... all of your previous practices have failed, and you've done nothing to me. ”

Today is the end of the day, ask for a monthly ticket ~

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