Law of the Devil

Chapter 598 [Night Banquet]

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(Chapter 2 today ~, huh, first of all, this title has nothing to do with that movie ~)

Chapter 580 [Night Banquet]

Karina listened, as if she understood that Charlie was in YY, but didn't break it. She just smiled slightly and continued to follow Charlie's words: “It's not enough to be a Northwest. I grew up in the future and wanted to go to a lot of places. Outside the northwest corridor, there are 10,000 miles of grasslands, beautiful snow mountains... and the swamps of the South, and the vast ocean of the South Ocean, and the land of the South Yankee... The teacher said so many interesting things to us when we were in class. When I grew up, I had to go for a walk myself! ”

Although Princess Karina is barely 10 years old at the moment, there is suddenly some eager anticipation when it comes to this.

“If you like, I'll give you all the deserts, the meadows, the snow mountains, the Southern Ocean, as a territory.” Charlie laughed and waved proudly. But I can't help but fantasize about a situation in which I will always be in power.

The two men had originally wanted to go to the royal garden, but walked here and saw several court guards face to face, leading several court doctors past. And the doctors were very face-to-face.

Charlie saw this, and he said, “Well, is your father sick? ”

The little princess did not answer, but looked at the several courtroom doctors who walked respectfully and muttered to herself: “Recently, there seems to be many new doctors in the palace. ”

It's just that the voice is low, and it's talking to itself, but Charlie doesn't realize it...

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This New Year, however, seems to have no festive atmosphere.

By this time in previous years, in the bustling streets of Didu, shops were overcrowded. A large number of rare and playful goods from the north and south of the mainland had been piled up. Didu was originally the richest city on the mainland, naturally filling all the households with money.

But this year, heavy snow blocked roads, coupled with the war atmosphere in the north, made this moment's Emperor Street a little more depressing.

On the evening of the last day of the Empire in December 965, the heavy snow finally stopped and martial law and control had begun on the road to the palace.

A team of horses from the Imperial Grand Gate family are heading to the palace for this year's New Year's Eve banquet.

In the past, at this time, the duty personnel of the Imperial Security Station will be busy burning their asses, but this year, there will be no fireworks ceremony in the square of the palace and no bustling citizens to see the fire - on such a cold day, everyone is more willing to hide in the house and burn the fire in the furnace.

On a cart, in a bright black compartment, is the Tulip family's totem pattern, with dozens of elite tulip guard knights at the front and rear, riding pure black fur horses, while the guard elder cigarettes are at the front.

The roads were not difficult to navigate, and the soldiers of the law and order bureau next to them were even somewhat frightened. All the way quietly, only the wheels crushed over the ice and snow made a squeaky noise.

Beyond the palace, I gradually felt a few lively atmospheres. The palace gate was wide open, and I didn't know how many carriages were parked outside. All the bosses, all the great households. Nearly a hundred luxury carriages with different flags and family badges have finally met with some popularity.

And Dewey's horse didn't stop at the palace door -- just because he was special. The horse of another family is about to stop at the entrance of the palace, even if you are a big man, you can only get out and walk into the city. Unlike Dewey, who is now the Empire's first chief minister, combined with his recent illness, the Palace Riggs gave an order to allow the Tulip Duke's horse to drive straight into the Imperial City - a treatment only enjoyed by the royal royal family. The whole empire, apart from those princesses and two princes, had to walk in the snow.

Dewey's horse drove all the way to a side palace in the palace, where it stopped, and someone took Dewey off the carriage and put him in a fine wheelchair.

And Vivian and Jojo, both dressed together, followed by Dewey.

Muse also went into the palace tonight, except that... His Majesty Charlie, who wanted to see her dress, seemed disappointed. Just because Muse was dressed as a knight tonight, a bright red cape outside, with a fine set of rhinoceros leather armor, a fine cotton robe lined with a long, knee-length boot, and a thin long sword worn between his waist —— this outfit, however, Muse has been around Jolyn for a long time, learning from Jolyn.

When Jolyn was in Tidu, she was deliberately packaged by Dewey to look like an English knight. Muse was a fake kid since childhood. She didn't like women's clothing. This outfit suited her best.

When Dewey arrived, Mrs. Lister had already arrived, but waited in this waiting room, without going in first - and she did it deliberately.

Mrs. Lister waited for Dewey to arrive, and this appeared, but followed Dewey into the banquet hall - a very obvious signal, the Lister family, right next to the Tulip family! This is an act that demonstrates the close alliance between the two sides.

Miss Angel, who has grown more silent in recent years, was absent tonight, and only Muse followed her behind her sister.

The Regent and the Emperor had not yet arrived, in the loud banquet hall, and when Dewey had just arrived in a wheelchair, there had been a silence around him.

Everyone subconsciously looked out the door at the young duke, the most scenic of the empire, who had been known to be ill at home for days.

Dewey leaned so lazily against the wheelchair, his face so slightly waxed - a colour he deliberately painted, and even deliberately wrapped himself in a thick blanket to better suit his patient identity.

When the door came in, the palace was already warm as spring. At the time of its design, the palace had many air vents at various corners of the wall, and there was a fire stove in several compartments outside.

Immediately after entering the palace, there were several respectful court attendants beside them, who turned out to be women's guest coats.

Vivian and Jojo's first official appearance before the Empire's nobles was stunning and stunning.

Everyone knows that the Duchess of Tulips seemed to have two reddish acquaintances as wizards, and for the sake of both wizards, the Duchess of Tulips even refused to marry royally in the early years.

Today, when I saw this pair of sisters behind Dewey, a lot of people took a sigh of breath, and most people had a "yes indeed” look on their faces!

The Duke of Tulip would not have resisted the royal marriage for them if it had not been so stunning!

Vivian was dressed in a moon-white evening outfit, but it was extremely simple, but the cuts were delicate, yet she was pinned like a quiet, pure orchid, and the hair was as casual as a handful, adding a hint of laziness to the alluring taste.

And JoJo, it's much more eye-catching. This sexy girl is wearing a fire red dress. The red is like a flaming flame, but it fits her temperament perfectly. She has an extremely gorgeous face and is even more soulful.

After a few glances of the male guests present, although stunning, they knew that these two were forbidden by the Duke of Tulip, no one dared to look more, besides... Are the two great magicians affordable to ordinary people?

Some women, after watching it, had to give birth to a certain amount of shame.

Lady Lister at the back is still as beautiful as a maiden virgin. She looks like a 20-year-old girl. She was originally the first beauty in the Imperial aristocracy for many years. Behind this moment, she followed a refreshing muse...

When Dewey came in, he stood four better colors than that, even if he didn't want to be eye-catching.

Gabriel was young and handsome in a typical aristocratic costume, and that black dress was tightly strapped to her, at the edge of the great shore. He pushed Dewey's wheelchair with his own hands, walking all the way in from the carpet in the middle, and a lot of the nobles around him came up close to Dewey.

The Duke's ass is not a chance to get a picture on a weekday.

As soon as Dewey smiled and nodded, he went straight to the front seat of the hall.

Without the presence of the Old Chancellor tonight, the palace is only seated beneath the royal palace, and no one dares to sit except Dewey.

Dewey just sat down, and someone next to him laughed, "Dewey, I was thinking, if you don't come tonight, I'm afraid it won't be fun. ”

Looking back, the finance secretary was smiling at Dewey. The old man looked good, and there was a beautiful girl behind him, but with a shy look, he looked at Gabriel next to Dewey —— naturally Gabriel's fiancée, Miss O'Shea.

Aussie came up to meet Li, and in Dewey's smiling eyes, she blushed and shouted “brother”.

Gabriel's color next to him seemed a little unnatural. He looked at the muse unconsciously, but the muse looked at him as if he didn't care.

An old acquaintance, such as Camisillo, or Count Villa, has not arrived yet, while the Dragon Mountain Warcraft has been absent this year. He was reportedly appointed a few days ago to the battlefield logistics position and rushed to the north to collect supplies.

Duwei and the old acquaintance chilled out a few words, and at this time, there was a well-resembled, about fifty years old nobleman, slowly walking over: "Hello, Duchess Tulip. Nice to meet you, your name, but it always rings back in my ear. ”

Dewey glanced at the guy and he was born. This man looks remarkable, although he is about fifty years old, but Dewey knows that this is the effect of maintenance, the actual age is only about ten years older than the appearance.

And this man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, especially a ring worn on his right thumb, and that set of gems was worth at least 200,000 gold coins. At his age, he was still quite tall, without the appearance of any other nobleman's bulging stomach, and the smile on his face had a certain affinity - at first glance, a well-educated and truly luxurious origin. And those eyes, the eyes, they didn't reveal themselves, they were laughing, but the eyes were still so cool, but it was the style of the big man who was accustomed to being high up.

The tone of speech, though polite, is not inferior. The voice is a gentle euphoric male accent, or a standard imperial official tone, without a local accent - all of this is the expression of the prime aristocracy.

Dewey shrugged, then frowned: “This is..."

“Oh, you've been gone for days, and this is His Excellency Gaucha, the Earl of the Empire, who was recently awarded the title of Marquis of the Court. Mr. Gaucha has only recently come from the South and has not met you.” The finance minister laughed, but was not so happy in his smile. With a few extra condoms, Dewey was still blurred, whispering: “Mr. Gaucha is the elder of General Alpai and Princess Delhi. ”

As soon as Dewey listened, it was instant.

Alpai is now the only “political enemy” in the empire who openly calls himself the board, although it is far less deep than Dewey's, and the Rollins and the Lesters as backup. But after all, he is now the head of the authentic Imperial Legion, a few points stronger than the Empire Admiral, who has no power over his empty shelf.

This Gaucha, I think, is the elder of the Alpai family, mostly a clan chief or something.

Then…… is also one's own political enemy.

Dewey's heart sneered, his face was polite and Gao looked back at the gift. This Gao Cha didn't know why he approached Dewey, but it was as if the two were friends. He was chilled. He appeared to be quiet and angry. He didn't look like a political enemy.

The Minister of Finance warned in good faith: "After the New Year, I'm afraid Mr. Gaucha is about to take office as Governor of Lille Bank Province. ”

Governor of Lille?

Dewey couldn't help but frown.

The province of Lille is next to the province of Cot, where the Rollin Plains are located, but it is also a neighbour of the Rollin family territory. For many years now, most of those who have served as Governors of Lille Bank have had dealings with the Rollins. Otherwise, everyone lives side by side, and if it is hostile, there will be a lot of trouble during the week.

For Dewey, the province of Lille is of particular significance: the province of Lille is a large province bordering the sea in the south-eastern direction of the Rollins, with several large port cities in the southern part of the empire, while Dewey's maritime fleet, whether trading in the Southern Ocean or other business, had previously entered and exited through several ports in Lille's province, and even Dewey's fleet was officially stationed in a port city in Lille's province, buying a suitable seaport as a base.

But now… the Governor of Lille Bank Province has been replaced by a political opponent against himself…

Regent, what does he want?

Thinking about it, Dewey twisted it between her eyebrows.

This Gao Cha is quite stylish and behaves like everyone else. Every move is like a pie in the house.

At this time, the courtesy number finally rang, but the royal family arrived.

Unlike in previous years, at this year's dinner, both Prince Chen and the new King Charlie were dressed in luxury. Prince Chen walked into the venue with his own son in his hand. Charlie wore the crown head-on. It was just... that the scepter symbolizing the emperor's power was in the hands of Prince Chen.

The sense of admission was simple and solemn. After Prince Chen walked to the front throne, he laughed and, with a pleasant voice, announced: “This evening's dinner, there is yet another good New Year's gift from General Rostock of the Northern Front, which was just delivered this afternoon from the Northern Fast Horse. ”

He grabbed a red piece of leather from his sidekick, symbolizing an emergency military situation.

“Gazette! ”

Prince Chen's voice announced with joy and amplified voice.

But Dewey listened, but couldn't help but frown deeply...

Gestures? Hmm... No!

Dewey held the finger of the wheelchair armrest and couldn't help but tighten it. Reminds me of a document sent by General Andrei of the North two days ago and a secret letter written to me by that fat man in Lombardon of the North...

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(Chapter 2 arrives today ~ The play is slowly going on, many people protest that I gave Charlie the muse? Give it to Gabriel, the flower master... Alas, can we protest when we see the back??

And, for the month ticket! The other two opponents are chasing after me. The brothers need to help me. Come on if you have a monthly ticket ~ ~

I owe you 5,000 words for the weekend. These two days there was something personal, not much time code.

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