Law of the Devil

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(Today's Update, Two in One Section)

Chapter 491 [First World Martial Arts Competition]

(Sorry, guys, I've lost track of the bridge, forgotten the time. It's a bit slow today, so it's a little later than the weekday update, please forgive me ~)

Originally, Duvi was only going to come here to take a look around, and at night he had appointments with Count Villa and Camisillo and others.

But seeing the Knights of the Continent look like this, Dewey suddenly changed his mind and simply sent someone with his own message, inviting Count Billia, Lord Camisillo, the Dragon Mountain Warcraft and others to come together at the Knights Association headquarters at night.

“Uh, you mean, eat here at night?” Deron blinked, then smiled weirdly and opened his voice and yelled: “Dolph! Dolph! ”

He was shouting at the old crippled doorman at the door, who looked like a servant here.

Who knows, shouting two voices, the crippled old man immediately came out of a room and yelled back at Deron with a louder voice: “What noise! I'm busy! ”

Looking at his rude appearance, one would almost mistakenly assume that Dron was his servant.

But Delon seemed to care, haha laughed: “Prepare some more food, we have guests at night. ”

The old Dolph looked unhappy, limping and walking in front of Delon, looking uncomfortable, reaching out his palm.

“What?”

“Money, my lord!” This old man hummed a few times: “I'm not a magician, I'm not going to eat out of the sky! You have to give me the money to sell the vegetables... damn, we've been eating those cabbage tomatoes for days, or tomatoes for cabbage! I've been with you for a month and haven't eaten meat... I can't stand to rub some delicious food in the banquet of the noble lords every three forks. Besides, you owe me six months' salary. ”

Deron scratched his back of his head, and hey, two laughs, pointing to Dewey next to him, said, "See? This is a distinguished guest, the famous Duchess of Tulip! We can have beef every day from now on! ”

“Really?” the old man glanced at Dewey and looked somewhat skeptical: "So we won't have to sneak out to the streets to pick up vegetable leaves at night? ”

Only this old man looked at Dewey and frowned: “Is he the Duke? I don't think he's my little grandson yet! Don't lie to me... Derond, where did you find a few cheaters? ”

Dewey sighed in his heart. He hurriedly handed a few gold coins out of his pocket and placed them in the hands of Old Dolph, but the old servant still looked suspiciously at them. He held them in his mouth and bit them twice hard, which made his eyes glare: "Oh, my God, it's real gold! ”

“Go on, get some good food... and get some more wine back.” Dron added another sentence: "You old drunk, don't sneak around! ”

The old cripple glanced at Deron and pinched the gold coin and walked away. It was like a half-step delay, afraid that Dewey would take the coin back.

Looking at Dewey's strange face, Deron hit a haha: “Hahahaha... this old Dolph, he was my teacher's sidekick... Well, my teacher was a real knight, Dolph was my teacher's sidekick all his life, and when he got older, his legs were limp, and he could only stay here as a choreographer for the rest of his life. By the way, he stayed here longer than I was. ”

Dragon quickly walked inside and kicked open the front hall door inside the Knights Association. After seeing the door, he laughed as if he didn't care: “Come in, gentlemen! ”

Dewey smiled twice, pointing suddenly to the artifact "Longinus Gun” that was still hanging on Deron's saddle, and smiled bitterly: "Well, my Lord Chairman, you're not going to leave this artifact here. ”

“Artifact?” Drone leaves his mouth open, obviously looking a little disheartened: “It's just a broken gun. Hmm, looks like it's gone. To be honest, this stuff is more meaningful now than it really is, it's just a symbolic thing. It can't be used to fight, but it's just a setup... who cares? I'll ask old Dolph to find a room to clean it up and hang it up. ”

Dewey had some doubts about Deron's sincerity, and in his opinion, that old Dolph would be grateful if he didn't use the gun as a firecracker!

Sure enough, I saw Dron squeeze his chin: “Well... by the way, Old Dolph has been complaining about the lack of a fire stick in the kitchen...”

Dewey sighed: "No! This is an artifact, after all! If it's not convenient for you to store it here, then let me take it back with me... Do you trust me? ”

Delon laughed instantly: "Hahaha! What are you talking about? Just a broken iron stick! Even if you go to the store to get pawn, it's not worth much. How can you be uncomfortable? If you ask, take it back first. ”

After all, Dewey was somewhat dissatisfied: “This is an artifact, after all! Gun of Longinus..."

“So what?” Delon winks, winks: “Obviously, since the Regent will give it to me, it means it has no power at all! If it's awesome, how could you throw it to me? Now it is a symbol… it has no practical use at all! Honestly, don't say it's it, I'll just get a gun, take it out and hang it on the wall, tell the outsiders, no, this is the knight's gun! Don't others believe the same? This stuff... hum... just a setup. Who cares if it's really fake? ”

The president of the Knights Association is such a person… it is also a natural intention.

Without speaking, Dewey walked up to the side to pick up Longinus' gun and solemnly put it in his storage ring, which went into the main hall with Deron.

But Dewey didn't know, and as he turned to get the gun of Longinus, Deron behind him, looking at him, a smile flashed in his eyes!

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Obviously, when Old Dolph came back, from all the food and drinks he brought back -- this old guy treated Dewey like a cake!

Dewey gave him ten gold coins, ten gold coins to eat at even the most expensive hotel in Didu. But the old man took ten gold coins out, and the little half-day kung fu, the stuff he brought back, was obviously two pounds short —— in Dewey's eyes, the food that Old Dolph brought back was worth three or four gold coins at most.

Such blatant embezzlement cannot even be seen by Dron. He slapped the table and stared: "Dolph! What are you doing? The rest of the money! ”

The old man, fearless and the president stared at each other and patted himself in the pocket: "In my pocket - don't forget, you owe me six months' salary! That's three gold coins! And for the first half of the year, we set up that damn barn together, and you and I borrowed four gold coins! Now that you have money, you don't want to pay me back, but you want to eat and drink first! If I don't take it myself, you little bastard, can you remember to trade it for money? ”

The old man had a loud voice, and Dewey sat beside him crying and not laughing.

After all, Delon was short on his debts, and after two words, he sat down embarrassed.

Dewey had to come out and be nice, comforting: "Well, Lord Delon, it seems like your days before are truly painful. I'll send you some groceries tomorrow, and you don't have to worry about future funding. ”

Old Dolph just turned around and walked out and shouted: “I said Dragon boy! Why did you drop the horse on the column again? After this animal pulls horse shit, do you want me to sweep it? ”

Dewey opened his mouth: Where in the world is there such a servant? Where is this servant? He is the father of the master!!

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Though Old Dolph has a stinky mouth and a grumpy temper, even Dewey has to admit that this old man has a skill in cooking!

At least that mushroom soup looked like it, smelled it coming from the kitchen, even Dewey sitting in the main hall.

Dewey is asking Drone about the Knights Association at the moment.

“Lord Delon, I heard earlier that there are now six people in the headquarters of the Knights' Association in Tidu. But it's not too early... where are the others? Why didn't you see it? ”

Dron looked a little embarrassed: “Oh, yes, there are four more knights... but they... they've all been on vacation lately, resting at home...”

“Why?” Dewey frowned.

“because... because they were injured.” Delon sighed.

“Injured?” Dewey knew immediately what must have happened. There's no war on the continent, there's nothing wrong with the Emperor. How could a knight get hurt?

“Did they decide with who?” Dewey frowned, and the knight was wounded, compared to fighting someone else.

“The showdown? Heh...” Dron laughed a few times and said the details of the situation.

The four other so-called “knights” didn't have much martial arts at all, but only the people who were listed here. In the current situation of the Knights of the Continental Association, it is very difficult to have the money to recruit anyone who can. Those four guys at Didu headquarters are just a little bit stronger than ordinary people. It's better than running to the slave market to sell your strength.

But the damage was broken. In the past days, Dron was surprised to get the vacant space out of the Association's headquarters as a warehouse rental, and the price was three percent lower than the rental price of the warehouse outside. This time, although it creates income for the association, it blocks other people's business!

As a result, he caused several upset warehouse owners, and brought several hired batters to provoke the door...

Heard here, the old cigarettes behind Dewey and others stayed put.

Running to the headquarters of the Knights of the Continent Association to smash the scene?

This absurd thing actually happened?!

Poor thing is, a few guys in the district aren't really rivals, those four poor “knights” were all wounded, or did the old cripple Dolph Spirit sneak out to find the soldiers in Tidu's security house and then chase away the batters who came to smash the scene.

Dewey swallowed a mouthful of spit, jumped away from this embarrassing thing and quickly shifted the subject, asking: "By the way, Lord Delon, I would like to know more about the Knights of Roland Sword...”

“Roland's sword?” Dron laughed, pointing to the walls of the tower around him, shouting: “The headquarters of the Knights' Association of Emperors, in glorious times, has been staffed by 500 knights, the Knights of the Sword of Roland. This Order was originally responsible for guarding Luncinus' spear here. Unfortunately, the knighthood has fallen since the gun was lost, and by now the so-called Knights of the Sword of Roland no longer exists. I'm the only one left... it's been like this for generations. You see, it turns out the Knights live in a building to the west, where there are enough people to live for 500 people, and there's a stable behind them... in front of the martial arts. Unfortunately, even my teacher has never seen such a glorious and lively scene in his life. ”

Dewey exclaimed: "Now that we have decided to rebuild the Knights Association, the Knights of Roland, as the symbolic force of the Knights Association, will naturally rebuild!” Deweyton laughed, "You see, the Church has the Holy Knights, the Magic Union has the Magician Law Enforcement Team, so we Knights Association, we can't have nothing. ”

“Yes! As long as I have money, I have no problem with anything.” Drone said cunningly.

Soon, the other guests that Dewey had arranged finally arrived.

Desert Mountain Warcraft, Count Billia, and Deputy Minister of Military Affairs Camisillo took a carriage to Knights Association headquarters. The three dignitaries had just arrived and were surprised by the scene. And Camisillo seemed calm, as if he'd been here before.

However, after walking in, watching three noble lords come in and greet Dron enthusiastically, the old cripple Dolph probed half his head from the kitchen, rubbed the red wine nose, and whispered with dissatisfaction: “Hmm, here are three more white foods...”

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Several of our guests are used to luxury on weekdays. How can those poor foods get into their eyes at night? Count Billia dropped his glass after a sip of wine, and the big fat man, the Delanean Beast, never picked up a knife or fork from the beginning to the end. Camisillo was in the army after all, and ate a few bites.

It's Dron, but he eats it without regard to his image. He slowly stuffs it in his mouth. It's like two balls are stuffed in the parchment. He greets you with enthusiasm from time to time: "Gentlemen, you're welcome! You're welcome! ”

Dewey knows that all three of these guys are waiting to explain themselves: why they suddenly rebuild the Knights Association.

But Dewey didn't solve the question for the three of us, he just kept his voice shut and revealed the message that doing this would make the Regent happy!

The official path lies in the subordinates meeting their superiors, let alone the Empire's number one boss?

Now that I understand that this is a pleasure for the Regent, a few people don't care about the secrets - often, don't ask so clearly! And they understand that, too, for years. Even the less-experienced Camisillo, after all, became redundant in the family of the old Chancellor, was also fumigated out of some of the capital.

The Dragon Mountain Warcraft immediately patted his chest, indicating that the Knights of Reconstruction Association, all the weapons and equipment needed, his family took care of it and provided it all for free - a promise worth at least 100,000 gold coins! In Dewey's vision, there are at least thousands of knights at the door of the future rebuilt Knights Association, and the knights' equipment is naturally not comparable to ordinary cavalry! Thousands of knights' gear, then it's definitely worth 100,000 gold coins.

Though Dewey is not short of 100,000 gold coins, he joined the Radland Hills and others and had other plans!

Count Billia thought about it and laughed: "There is not much arms business in my family, but there are still plenty of chambers of commerce across the continent. In this way, local association chapters, if I had to renovate the club, I would have asked the local chambers of commerce in the family to help a little more, and I would not be able to afford it. ”

And Camisillo laughed, and he was closest to Dewey, so he was more casual: "Don't look at me, guys! I'm a deputy military secretary now, but I'm far worse than any of you! Money I can't really afford. But in other ways, if Dewey needs anything, I'll do my best to help. ”

He is telling the truth, Camisillo has stood out for less than three years. The family is really not richer than the other two old guys. Even if he is married to the old Chancellor's family, after all, the time is short and there is not much money in his hands.

“Of course I need your help," said Dewey. Lord Camisillo... Well, what I need is a military permit. There are other things that need you to go everywhere in the name of the military to publish the announcement... I don't dare bother the guys from the administration, the officials below are too slow to do things efficiently, if you give them to them, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it by next year! ”

The three of them looked at Dewey together: "What are you going to do? ”

Dewey glanced and smiled: "To rebuild the Knights Association, first revive the Knights Association's prestige! If you don't believe, you won't stand! Even less powerful! With prestige, the next thing is good! Gentlemen, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I'm not worried about money at all. But if we pay to do this, this bottomless hole is still hard to fill, can't we just keep feeding this knight's club by ourselves? To bring the Knights back to life, you must first restore its prestige on the road! ”

“Tell me straight, Dewey, what are you going to do? ”

All three are faces of trust. After several years of working with Dewey, the three of them knew very well that Dewey always had a lot of wonderful ideas and worked with him, and the three of them didn't know how much good it would be. The last time a hot air balloon ship was produced for the Imperial Army, all three made a fortune.

Dewey chuckled, reached out her fingers, dipped them in the glass, and wrote a line on the table.

The three of them looked over and couldn't help but stay.

And Delon, with a knife and a fork in his hand, he hung a piece of beef on it, and he saw the line, and he stood still.

I only see a line of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing on the table, clearly distinguished by:

“First World Martial Arts Competition! ”

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That evening, several people spoke in depth about the Knights Association until midnight, when they left.

When Dewey drank a little and rode away under the protection of the guards, Dron, who had already fallen asleep on the table, sat up abruptly. His eyes were bright at this moment. Where else was he a little drunk?

The old cripple Dolph closed the door with a cripple and turned back to the main hall. He looked at Dron and said, “My lord! If you've had enough, get out of the way. I have to clean up! It's the middle of the night, you're not scared. I need to sleep with an old bone! ”

Dron chuckled and stood up: "Dolph, do you think this will work? ”

Old Dolph glanced at him: "Why did you throw that knight's gun at the Duke of Tulips? It's the sacred relic of the association! ”

Drone leaves his mouth open: “It's the sacred object that I just gave him... you know, we have two or three big cat kittens here now, so a precious thing is put here, where do we have the energy to keep it? I had a lot easier when I threw it at him. ”

After a pause, he suddenly laughed: “But this Dewey, he's a wonderful and interesting man. ”

“Huh! Are you in love?” Dolph whispered, “After all these years of nesting in this shitty place, you're itching too? ”

“Forget it.” Drone shook his head and stretched his lazy waist: “I've been lazy for so many years, I really don't want to move anymore! It's nice to just eat and die. ”

Saying, he shook up and went to sleep in the back. Before leaving, he glanced at the line written by Dewey with wine on the table with the words "The World's First Competition"...

The wine has dried, the bright red liquor solidified on the table, the lettering is bright red...

Dron stunned for a moment, his mouth revealed a smile and suddenly reached out his hand...

On the palm of his hand, a glimmer of light appeared, his palm ruffled over the table, instantly, the line of words disappeared clean, leaving no trace!

Turning around, he waved his hand. "Go to sleep, dear Dolph, we have work to do tomorrow! Tomorrow several families will come and drag everything out of the warehouse... it's a laborious job. ”

Old Dolph walked Deron into the back door and looked out at the sky and suddenly whispered: “The First World Martial Arts Congress... Hmm, interesting! ”

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The next morning, the Imperial Army, in the form of a rapid military emergency report, all emperors scored countless fast horse cavalry points out of the Empire, heading in all directions, all over the continent!

Their task is to send an announcement of the sandwich belt to the area, and then to the place by the military tier by tier...

The content of this circular is as follows:

“To revitalize the Empire Sangwu Wind! After March, the second day of the New Year, the First World Congress of the First World is scheduled to be held in Didu! To glorify the soul wind of the Roland Continent! But anyone who has confidence in his martial arts can sign up at the Knights of the Continent headquarters in Didu 10 days before the convention!

At this congress, a champion will be named the First Warrior of the Continent, personally bestowed by His Majesty the Imperial Regent! and confer the title of Commander of the Knights of Roland! And give the Golden Knight a set of armor, 100,000 gold coins!

In the meantime, any of the top 50 players in the General Assembly can join the Roland Sword Knight Regiment! Each person gives Silver Knight Armor Set, 10,000 Gold Coins!

Others of Excellence have the opportunity to be selected to serve in the Reichstag Legion!

All knights chosen like the Knights of the Sword of Roland will swear allegiance to the Knights Association and become Guardians of the Gun of Longinus!

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The long notice was quickly passed across the continent.

As you can imagine, this news, like a cyclone, swept past the Roland Continent, causing a frenzy!!

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