Law of the Devil

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(Chapter 3 today!

Chapter 485 [Unfair! Unfair!]

With Dewey's gift, the head waiter dared not be lazy. A moment later, he ran all the way to bring the old cigarette.

Dewey was changing her clothes and washing at the behest of several court maids and walked into the room with old cigarettes in her arms. She had to laugh: "What do you think? Are you used to living in the Imperial Forest Army barracks? ”

Others did not know, but the old cigarette knew what that meant. After all, he was a member of the Imperial Forest Army. He hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: “It's still comfortable in our northwest military camp, everything here is too enjoyable. ”

Looking at his indifferent expression, he obviously has no more feelings for the Royal Forest Army.

When Dewey waved several waiters out, he said positively: "Smoke, get out of the palace immediately and go to the city to find Mr. Blue Sea! You must know Mr. Blue Sea's name! You take a quick trip and tell him I have something important to ask. Make sure he meets me at our Tulip Duke's tonight!! ”

As he said, Dewey asked the old cigarette to reach out and pick up a pen on the table, and wrote a Chinese character “Urgent” in the palm of the old cigarette. No one else understands this thing. As the most outstanding disciple of Mount Snow, Blue Hyatt will surely understand. And time is running out, and Dewey is afraid the Blue Sea won't make it, so this is the only way to do it. If you want to come to the Blue Sea to see this word, you will definitely come out of curiosity.

Old cigarette is not a person who likes to talk a lot. Dewey just does what he tells you. He doesn't talk at the moment and nods and goes straight out.

After breakfast, Dewey had a court magician in a red robe to see Dewey.

Prince Chen has mastered the power of court magicians since he was a child. It can be said that his most trusted person in the palace is not the Imperial Forest Army, nor those court guards and waiters, but the power of court magicians in this palace!

The court magician looked indifferent and didn't say much when he saw Dewey, bringing Dewey directly back to the palace where Augustine VI lived.

Dewey saw the double Groom, and this poor man looked painful —— he knew it was the drug that he drunk to change his voice that worked.

Groom's throat swelled high and when Dewey arrived he was scratching his throat and rolling in the bed. At this time, Prince Chen stood beside the bed.

Seeing Dewey walking in, Prince Chen's face was a little confused: "Dewey, what did you feed him? How did he end up like this? His throat swelled like this, the evening after the feast..."

Dewey shook his head: "This mass will go away tonight. Your Highness, what I let him eat can change his voice. Don't you absolutely think he speaks too differently than the Emperor? ”

Prince Chen looked so much better, he smiled: "Okay, Dewey, I'm in a bit of a hurry, too. You know how I feel right now. ”

Dewey shrugged her shoulders and then grabbed a small piece of ice berry from her arms, carefully splitting a tiny dot of rice grain size with her nails, fingers stretched out in front of Groom: "Eat and your pain will be much less. ”

Prince Chen of course recognized what it was. He just moved his eyebrows and didn't say anything. In his view, it was pointless to use expensive ice berries to relieve pain on this dying man.

Groom obviously had a great deal of faith in Dewey and soon calmed down after he swallowed that little bit of ice berry.

Dewey sat him down and carefully took Groom's face.

He drew many lines on Groom's face last night, leaving marks and lines based on how he planned to dress and modify the muscle shape on Groom's face.

Groom remembers Dewey's words and hasn't washed his face, and it looks like the lines are still clear at this point.

Right under Prince Chen's nose, Dewey took out the tools he had found in the room last night and some of the drugs he had formulated last night.

He first dyed Groom's hair white with medicine, then a bottle...

Only he knows, in this bottle, that time passes by! But of course it's not the stock solution anymore, but it's diluted with fresh water in a ratio of about a thousand to one.

This ratio was tested by Dewey in the Northwest.

Dewey believes that even the perfect makeup can't turn a 40-year-old into a 70-year-old at once. Although the five officers on Groom's face resemble the old emperor, they vary greatly in age, from wrinkles to muscle elasticity to skin radiance. If you use makeup alone, you can't hide the wonders of the years.

Since you can't make up, why don't Dewey just be harsh and make Groom grow old?

As soon as Groom drank a little bottle of water, Dewey took the bottle back, silently retrieving it in his pocket.

Then, under Prince Chen's astonishing gaze, Groom's appearance began to change!

He seems to be aging at a rate that the naked eye can discern! On the forehead, on the corner of the eye, a wrinkle quickly appeared! Clear eyes became increasingly cloudy. The complexion of the skin begins to fade and age, while the slightly overwhelmed cheeks also become dry...

Less than a meal of kung fu, Groom, who was about 40 years old, looks 20 years old!

Not only that, even his teeth fell off!

Prince Chen's eyes were still pure surprise, but at the end of the day, he looked at a more spirited middle-aged man and turned into a dying old man standing in front of himself. Suddenly, the Prince Chen's eyes flashed a hidden vigilance!

Yes, vigilance!

He looked at Dewey unconsciously!

Although Prince Chen himself was a magician, he had no idea what magic potion Dewey had just given Groom - and he hadn't even heard of this magic potion in the world that allowed people to age instantly!

He immediately thought of a lot of thoughts: could this be the most horrible poison?

If you use this kind of thing to hurt people, isn't it...

“How did you do it, Dewey!” Prince Chen's tone is very serious.

Of course, Dewey knew what the king was worried about. In fact, he didn't want to bring out the springs of time, but he still can't do anything about it. Only this kind of thing can hide Groom's age to the fullest.

“It's just a secret magic potion that I've formulated.” Dewey's tone was as bland as possible.

“Does it age? Or can it be more effective?” Prince Chen asked.

“No.” Dewey fabricated a lie: "It's just a sign. It doesn't really make him old, Your Highness. Once time passes, its effectiveness disappears, and Groom returns to the way it was. My potion can last about fifteen days. ”

Dewey thought, "The day after tomorrow's party is over, I'm afraid this Groom is going to die. This lie of its own, it will also die without a testimony.

“Just a sign?” Prince Chen was a little calm when he heard this. Whatever it is, it's terrible.

He didn't ask about the formula - after all, Prince Chen was also a magician, and he knew that any magician kept his secret formula very confidential and would not be easily revealed to others.

“So… if it is overdosed, can it directly age people to death?” Prince Chen couldn't help but ask.

“No.” Dewey answered seemingly calm: “I said, it just makes people look old, it's not true. Overdosing is also of no use and will return to normal as time passes. ”

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After all, Prince Chen is the Regent. He can't stay here all day, and watching Dow give Groom makeup is a very boring thing. He soon left, and he still had a lot of official business to deal with from all over the country. When he left, however, he was in trust with Dewey and did not leave the court magician to oversee.

“All right!" Dewey stood up and patted Groom's shoulder, detailing Groom's appearance from left and right angles.

Now it looks like there are almost no loopholes!

Having aged Groom in his twenties with the water of time, he looked like the old emperor and is now more like him.

And Dewey used some subtle makeup techniques, some magic potion to mark his face, and there were some subtle changes that made his face look like a living Augustine VI resurrection!

“The night after tomorrow, is the real test.” Dewey sighed: “The biggest trouble right now is that you don't really act like an emperor. ”

'Cause I was just a tailor. ”Groom's voice was hoarse.

“Okay, tailor.” Dewey mumbled and suddenly his eyes shined: “You stand up. ”

Groom stood in front of Dewey.

“Hands behind your back... um, lift your chest! Groom!” Dewey suddenly drinks out loud: “Remember, you're not you now! You are now an emperor! An emperor who once mastered the whole empire, rich in everything! Get your chest up! Don't look left or right! Yes!”

He adjusted Groom's posture, positively: "What court etiquette, temperament and all that, in just two days, you simply can't grasp. So why don't we just make it simple... Remember, from now on, don't laugh, just put your face on..."

“My lord, for a dying man, I can't even laugh if I want to.” Groom said lightly.

Dewey didn't say anything, nodded: "Actually, that's what I need, Groom. The real Augustine VI has lost control, and he has actually stepped down. He must be in a depressed mood for an empty shelf emperor without power. So the depression you're showing now fits that very well. I ask you the day after tomorrow night, just keep that look on your face, and whoever talks to you will make you look irrelevant. And... impatient, impatient eyes. Would you do that? Yeah, that's it! If you think someone is talking to you and you can't answer, just grunt and act impatient, indicating that you're cold right now and indifferent to anything. ”

After a day of tutoring, Dewey found that after actually leaving the bags of fear of death, this Groom was actually quite talented at acting —— he really shouldn't have chosen to be a tailor, he should have been an actor —— oh, even though the world had only opera.

“In order to avoid vulnerabilities, at the beginning of the banquet, you, Your Majesty the Emperor, want to say a few toasts, but don't have to make a long speech. All you have to do is raise the glass and say a cold, impatient, indifferent word" Long live the Empire ". Remember to use that very frustrating and boring look. ”

Dewey sighed.

In fact, for a dying man, disguising himself as a powerless emperor, in terms of emotional performance, is quite similar.

“A little irritability, a little frustration, a little impatience, a little indifference.” Dewey said carefully: "You grasp these four points and you can fool the vast majority of people. And you can rest assured that the day after tomorrow night, I'll always‘ protect ’you around. ”

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Dewey even did a “drill” that afternoon.

After seeking permission from Prince Chen, he deliberately ordered the kitchen in the palace to send some food for His Majesty the Emperor.

And when servants from several palaces who had no knowledge of the matter came here with food, “His Majesty Augustine VI", after a cold and casual sip, probably felt the taste was not right, and immediately became furious and threw a thousand gold bottles of crystal directly out of the hall, even smashing the head of a poor waiter.

"Your Majesty the Emperor," the angry growl was seen here: "Do you still think I'm the Emperor? Aren't you already lazy in your heart!! ”

Everyone looked at this furious and disenfranchised monarch with fear, and no one dared speak.

Everything… is unbroken.

Dewey was relieved hiding behind a wall in the palace.

When the crowd left, Dewey photographed a cold sweaty groom, smiling: "You did good, the anger was good. ”

Groom's reaction went cold: “My lord, I didn't perform, I was really angry...”

“Hmm...” Dewey looked at the man in front.

“I don't understand, I'm a good person, I haven't missed anything, I treat my job with all my heart, I love my family... but why should I die somehow? Yes, I am a little figure, a little ant, but my life can be arbitrarily deprived.” Groom's voice is light and full of frustration: “It's not fair! Unfair!”

The cry of this little character, at this moment, left Dewey speechless...

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