Law of the Devil

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Chapter 581 [Dagger]

General Andrei's letter, with a guilty and apologetic tone and a hint of sincerity and terror, reported to Dewey what had happened the other day, mainly the injuries that Dewey had caused to the ten elite Tiger Squads he had seconded to him in the course of that previous mission.

Admiral Andrei remembers very clearly that Dewey had given herself a great deal of advice, that the ten men had been handed over to her as a future coaching team of officers, and that each member was the beacon of an extremely precious future.

But now... the first time Zig et al. went on a mission, there was damage, and two members of the SWAT Squad were killed - these are all elite officers of the SWAT Knights.

The two men who were killed, one of whom was a disciple of Dewey for several years, have been a magic apprentice of Hogwarts College since its inception, and have followed Dewey to the northwest, so to speak, a member of the Dewey family!

And the other name, Rohit, was silent for a while when Dewey saw it. He remembers this young man clearly, not only because this Rohit is a loyal Rollinist, but also because this Rohit's father was a carpenter at Rollin Manor, not least because he gave the boy a magical amplification ring.

But it's because this kid, Rohit, is the Tiger Team, a young man everyone appreciates very much below Captain Zigg, a star of hope. When he was in the northwest, this kid once faced the dragon prince, a golden dragon! The nascent calf is not afraid of tigers, this Rohit training is outstanding, has a strong learning ability, is smart, and has a steady and decisive personality - it stands out among a large group of veterans of the Heavy Tiger Squad and crowds in as a rookie into one of the ten front-line corps of officers dispatched to the Northern Warring Zone, which in itself reflects Rohit's position and potential in the Heavy Tiger Ride.

The situation on the front line is not very optimistic.

Previously, criminals attacked the Empire's water fleet, and then there were two sporadic attacks, but the Imperial side had not been able to figure out what the underwater soldiers of those criminals were like.

And... the air power of the sinners, the Elves, has finally appeared. Though I don't know exactly what that Elf King Snow is up to, because the Elves have not been officially engaged in battle. Since these days, the main battlefield has remained the main stronghold of the Kabaski Line of Defense, and the main force of attack remains the Orc Nation of the Sinners. The Elves seem to be waiting for something...

In Andrei's letter, signed jointly by him and Ziggy, Ziggy pleaded guilty to Dewey's guilt, but Dewey could not blame them for this, despite his frustration and understanding that the front lines were volatile.

The secret letter from Lombardon was relatively simple. The fat man went to lead mercenaries from all over the continent, and over the years, under the means of the fat man's Iron Bowl Palm Army, the mob gradually began to look like something.

However, the military commander on the front line, from below General Rostock, seems to have disregarded these mercenaries from all over the continent, and Lombardon has fought many times - they must not remain in the barracks to waste food. But the senior ranks of the Storm Regiment have been slow to respond, and it is clear that they have no faith in the fighting power of such a mob.

Fatty was very bored on the front line, very quiet, and finally ran to General Andrei, relying on the friendship and face of the Northwest, forcibly asked for a “reconnaissance battalion” from General Andrei, nominally hanging this mercenary on the Air Force sign, "not to be exposed to the birds of the Storm Legion generals” - that's what Fatty said.

Admiral Andrei could not stand in the way of his face, he had to face the fat man's demands, and eventually he was asked by the fat man to take a fleet of spacecraft out of his hands with his thick face.

As a result, Lombardon, bold enough to carry 500 elites carefully selected from his men, set off with the ship. Nor in return for the commander of the front line, this guy took people privately, took the airship, first east, then north, then a detour, bypassed the main fortress in the north, from the fortress in the east all the way north, then the airship, landed 500 of himself in the enemy area in the north!

This thing made Dewey cry afterwards - this daring fat man, in silence, made the landmark first post-airborne enemy battle in the military history of Roland Mainland?!

The fat man naturally did not know that he had inadvertently turned all his men into "airborne soldiers”, but he began a sweep in the occupied area with the 500 criminals.

The five hundred mercenaries, most of them former smugglers or mercenaries, speak of the repair of force, each with at least one low-ranking warrior, and a good number of intermediate warriors.

Fatty took the 500 men with him and split up into several teams. Before that, everyone set a time and place for a unified assembly, and agreed a time with the airship team. At that time, he retreated to the assembly point, and the unified boarding boat retreated... After doing this, Fatty shouted that these people were scattered and ravaged like rats in the enemy area.

When it comes to frontal battles on the battlefield and frontal arrays, this group is definitely not an opponent of the regular army. But if it's such an elite breakthrough, it's definitely a good hand. Needless to say, wild viability is absolutely robust - many have ventured into the ice-covered forests and southern marshes.

As for digging for ambushes, sneaking up on condoms, let alone talking.

In just five days, they knocked out a small group of werewolf cavalry after their enemies, as well as a number of heavy teams of orcs gathering food supplies sporadically. It's a pretty good battle result.

In the words of the fat man, since he has gone to the enemy zone, he can't use the regular army's method, but treat his people as bandits, as... bandits! Be a smuggler!!

And Fatty's tactics, even simpler and more essential, summed up in eight words: one hug, one blow away!

This method of warfare is much more in line with the appetite of mercenaries: many of them were originally armed with a dark background, good as mercenaries, good as smugglers, good at lurking and guerrillas with regular armies.

As a result, such a small swarm of locusts walked for three days in the occupied area of the criminals and made several big deals. The third day later, the criminals discovered the existence of such a group of enemies and sent teams of werewolf cavalry to try to destroy these “bandits". As a result, Fatty and a group of old mercenaries who had been mixing meals in the ice-covered forest for many years, took these werewolf cavalry soldiers around several circles in the north. During that time, they fought each other twice on a sporadic scale, set up a perimeter, ambush, dig a pit, set a trap, use a partition, and disguise. After four days, the werewolf cavalry finally found out the exact trail of these human beings.

But by this time, Fatty and several other teams had successfully completed the detour, successfully returned to their teachers at the pre-set assembly point, and were ready to retreat in victory.

If this is the end of the story, then this enemy air raid by the fat man is definitely a success story and, with the significance of the first landmark on the continent, enough to be included in the history of the military to produce information and write a book history for future generations of military academies to study and study.

But just as the final escape was about to succeed, Fatty was surrounded by enemies.

This time, it's Elf Race!

Faced with several teams of flying demon archers in the air of the Elf clan, the heavy and slow flying airship, there is absolutely no escape, even the fat man can't help sighing, think that this time the time is about to reach the limit, even crossed the heart to prepare to spell out a poem, even “kill one enough book, kill two earn one” such brave words in public.

As a result, the winged Pokémon, after surrounding them, did not attack, but sent a negotiating representative after people waited for a while in panic.

The fat man thought the other party was going to force his side to surrender, and he was still very hard-prepared to say no - but who knows, the other party had no intention of surrendering.

The elf who sent the message spoke directly to Fatty in private and left a message:

“This time, I have been commanded by the Elf King. I, Wang Yan, have long heard that General Lombardon is the first general in the West of the Duke of Tulip, this time as a gift from Wang to the Tulip family. When General Lombardon returns this time, please make sure to convey the kindness of my king to the Duke - the mountain water meets, we will see you later! ”

The fat man who said this had a foggy brain, but after the other party passed the word, the elves flew away, and let the fat men retreat safely!

Everyone thought they were only afraid of dying this time, nothing like the rest of their lives after the robbery, everyone was in doubt. After all, the enemy was withdrawn, and there were no elf archers flying in the sky, dense and numb... everyone was relieved.

When the fat man returned, the first thing was to order all those who fought this battle to return to the barracks, and at the same time to issue a sealed order not to divulge the matter, to issue a restraining order not to allow anyone to enter or leave the barracks at will.

Then, Fatty wrote a secret letter and wrote down the story, sending a tulip family cavalry back to Dwight.

Dewey, after reading the letter, was naturally full of doubt!

Elf King falls snow, the guy who once forced himself into the sky without a path, into the earth without a door, this time selling himself a great love! If the fat man Lombardon dies, it will be a huge blow to Dewey - he will find no tough leader but the fat one.

What does the Elf King mean by "mountain water meets”? Now that the two sides are at war, you are dead and I live, and there is absolutely no room for moderation. At this time, the Elf King falls on the side of the snow net... what is it?

Can you show yourself? Why did you do it?!

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Dewey was reminiscing about the contents of those two letters, at a time when he heard Prince Chen, the Regent standing in front of the High Throne, reading the “Jet” from the front line with his tone of rendering atmosphere.

Obviously, this “Jet" was crafted by General Rostock, the front-line commander.

The old general, a highly qualified and heavily armed man, sat in the northern part of the town empire for many years. But besides his great influence in the army, he could sit in such a high position for many years, and if he were a purely simple soldier of thought, he would never be able to do so.

Rostock is also very skilled at the rules of politics.

The old commander understands very well that in the first year of the war this year, and by the end of the year, according to the custom, it is only natural to think of the Emperor as important to present some good gifts to make the bosses happier. But I'm on the front line, what gifts can I give to make Tito's bosses happy, and that makes sense.

Money gift? Being the commander of the front line, do you want to give someone else information about your corrupt salaries?

Now that this war has been going on for so long, what more gifts can make the king and emperor look better than a “big win” when it comes to the end of the year?

This festive day, a quick newspaper, is a great addition to the brocade.

“Five days ago, a total of 6,000 sergeants from the headquarters of the Fourth Cavalry Division of my Storm Regiment and 3,000 Knights of the Holy Knights of the Light Church were assisted by our army, who opened the city and fought against the enemy on the plains. In this battle, we defeated the enemy six times, slaughtered the enemy about 3,000, and captured two enemy heads, who were judged and verified as mid-level officers of the Emperor. Enemy prisoners defend themselves and die of hunger strike for three days... and I enclose this roster of warriors and the list of Knights of the Holy Knights Knight to celebrate my empire!! ”

The Regent King smiled and read the jersey in public. As soon as his voice had gone down, many people were quick to see him. He shouted: “Great victory on the front line, long live the Empire! Your Majesty the King Regent, Your Majesty the Emperor is wise and divine! ”

One shout, a lot of people hurried and shouted, a time in the lobby like a tide, butt like a hong. Some people who meet late, secretly resent themselves for being unresponsive, without the first opening, lose their heads, and turn their minds quickly, changing Phare to shout out a congratulatory phrase about the blossom clusters.

In the lobby, there was a festive and cheerful atmosphere, the voice was boiling, Prince Chen was high, and there was a smile on it, and the eyebrows were quite delightful.

At this moment, Dewey turned his eyes and looked at the prince of Chen above. In his heart, Dewey concluded from the sporadic words of the war newspaper he had just heard, that the newspaper must have moisture!

Out of town? How dare Rostock do such an adventure when he's always safe? If he dared to venture, the first “air strike” would not have made Dewey angry at the table.

There are doorways... there are doorways!

Just thinking, suddenly a cough next to him, the old man named Gaucha fell on Dewey's face with that look in his eyes with a funny smile, suddenly lowered his voice softly: “Duchess, the front-line sergeant won the war, but you don't seem so happy. ”

Dewey jumped in his heart and looked at the old man. He looked at him with a faint look: “Of course I'm happy to win the war, but don't be too obvious on my face, afraid that others won't know. ”

Speaking of which, Dewey suddenly got angry in his heart and couldn't help but strike back at each other: “General Rostock fought courageously against the enemy forces in the main sequestration, and his company succeeded... it was General Alpai's fortress, but there was no movement...”

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Dinner's in progress.

Unlike in previous years, this year Prince Chen gave this first dance glory to Little Charlie in order to take care of his son's face.

His Majesty the Little Emperor, somewhat satisfied in his heart, in front of countless people, the Little Emperor walked down the throne in the loud music, slowly walking through one seat at a time under the eyes of countless expectations around him - how many noble girls among his friends, his eyes staring at this 12-year-old teenager.

He's an emperor! Besides, the emperor is still young and has never been married. If he could... wouldn't he be the most noble woman on the continent in a leap?!

The targeted “treatment” of Dewey was now finally enjoyed by the little emperor.

But in the end, the little emperor came directly to Dewey, and in front of countless people, he came to Mrs. Lister's family, to the muse dressed as a knight, owed a bow, reached out his hand, quite a warm smile: “Please. ”

Meanwhile, Dewey and his brother Gabriel both frowned.

Gabriel frowned, naturally, because he had a little taste —— this brave little fellow, even figured it out a long time ago, was going to be the first one to ask Muse to dance tonight —— and he didn't care if his fiancée was there.

And Dewey, looking at the meaning of the little emperor's eyes confirms the conjecture in his heart and remembers his brother's thoughts about Muse... that doesn't bode well.

And even more unexpectedly, at the same time, there was a bit of confusion in my heart, and Mrs. Lester.

The famous nobleman in the imperial aristocratic circle watched His Majesty the Emperor dance to his sister, but his heart was a little worried - this wise woman had long seen what Gabriel meant to Muse, and she was very fond of this pair.

Gabriel is Dewey's own brother, and the two brothers are in good spirits. With Dewey's power, Gabriel will inherit the Rollins. Such a promising future, and destined for a glorious future, is naturally a good match for Muse, and… is tied tightly to the Dewey family and has become Mrs. Lister's route to her own family.

But Your Majesty the Emperor...

Although the Emperor's identity is more distinguished than that of a Count Rollin and a noble woman, it is not necessarily a good thing for the wise Lady Lester.

This Lady Lester is also extremely clever. Dewey had long seen the royal family. Charlie was too young to rise to the throne, and the Regent was still very bright. The battle for future royalty has left a hidden danger!

Smart Mrs. Lester, can't you see the danger of the future? At this time, it is best not to stand too close to the royal family, to be distant, so as not to compete with the future royal power and get your whole family caught in a whirlpool!

Muse looked at the little emperor in front of him, this fake boy, with no half-heartedness on his face, hesitated for a moment, owed his body, slightly apologized, slowly said: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't dance. ”

I can't dance...

I can't dance!!!

I can't dance

Charlie looked forward to the heat of the day as soon as he heard it, pouring a bucket of cold water, and his face looked a little ugly - who is he? The Emperor! It's the lord of the world! It's above 10,000 people!

She... how dare she refuse herself?

Can't dance? Joke! Everyone from Homen, this ritual dance is a mandatory course for every nobleman when he is young, how can he not dance?!!!

At this moment, Charlie got a little pissed off.

There are some hidden and uncontrollable tendencies that have been suppressing the mood.

However, after all, he was also extremely intelligent, barely smiled on his face, looked deeply at Muse, surrounded by countless or sighing or period or surprised eyes, the intelligent Charlie knew he could not lose his temper at this moment, he grinned, shook his head and left Muse.

Why did she say no to me?

If I were a true emperor, would she dare refuse? Will she refuse?

By etiquette, he should have chosen one of the other aristocratic guests. But at this time, Charlie suddenly lost a little mood when countless young girls around him looked enthusiastically.

He nodded and glanced around, then under the public gaze, but walked towards...

My own sister!

Princess Karina had no unexpected look on her face and watched as her brother walked in front of her and stood up without Charlie extending an invitation.

Surrounded by sighs and disappointments. Everyone remembers what Dewey did when she invited Princess Karina to hide - this little emperor has a fax from the Duke of Tulips teacher.

“Brother, don't be unhappy. ”

With music, Karina and Charlie dancing gently, the little princess softly comforted her brother in the ear: “Perhaps Miss Muse really can't dance. ”

Charlie kept a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were a little dull and he lowered his voice and said coldly: “Hmm, I'd like to see if she can dance tonight! ”

A number of nobles deliberately and loudly praised His Majesty the Emperor's beautiful dance gesture.

Dewey sits in a wheelchair, but he plays an arrear-- he takes this action to mask the helplessness and fluctuations in his mind.

Trouble… this is a problem.

At this moment, all of a sudden, sitting on the throne, Prince Chen kept an elegant smile, but gently coughed twice. Dewey was moved by the sound and sneaked up on him, but saw Prince Chen's face, revealing a few pales in secret.

Prince Chen also seemed to be sitting in a somewhat stiff position, whispering to one of his entourage around him and bringing him a cup of tea.

The seats were not far apart, and Dewey's nose was bright and immediately smelled a faint familiar smell...

Iceberries! It's ice berries! Well... there are a few other flavors of medicine.

After two sips, Prince Chen seemed to still want to support him, but he seemed a little ill. He sat down again for a while and finally stood up. He smiled deliberately and said warmly to the people around him: “There are some things behind me, I will leave for a while. ”

Thereafter, the Regent left quietly under the crowd of his entourage.

After careful observation by Dewey, the regent's back after his departure, while walking fairly steadily, was somewhat floating.

Unfortunately, Dewey only took one look, and immediately there were two magicians of the court in the red robe, following behind, blocking the back of Prince Chen.

Nobody cared too much about Prince Chen's departure, but Dewey felt a little uneasy.

His illness…… has reached such a serious point??

Just thinking, after a moment, the emperor's first dance has been completed, the next prince's first dance, originally by status, was supposed to be Dewey, but Dewey is in a wheelchair, and today it's Camisillo's turn to support the scene.

Camisillo is the son-in-law of the old Chancellor's nephew and now the Secretary of State for Military Affairs - although time is short, he has not been able to take all of the many elderly generals of the military into account, but his prominent position is beyond doubt. He came here to dance the first dance, which was a good match for his identity.

After a while, Dewey was thinking, but there was a court attendant, who quietly came from behind and ran to Dewey's side. He approached him and lowered his voice: “Duchess... Your Royal Highness the Regent would like you to speak in the back. ”

Hmm?

Dewey stunned for a moment and nodded immediately: "Okay. ”

Gabriel next to him was unclear, about to push Dewey's wheelchair, but the waiter was a little difficult, whispering: “The Regent commands that you be alone...”

Dewey smiled and said to Gabriel, "Okay, I'll go over there alone, you're here, okay, don't get in any trouble. ”

He laughed at the waiter again: "Please push me this wheelchair. ”

While the waiter was pushing the wheelchair, Dewey also left the banquet through the side door of the hall. His departure was seen by a lot of people next to him, and Gaucha's eyes were a little complicated, and he didn't know if he was jealous or anything.

The King of Regents is close to and trusts the Duke of Tulip, it is unusual! Others can't even think about this opportunity to summon alone.

Out the side door, as the ballroom door closed, all the noise and music in the hall was locked in the door.

It's already night, it's still cold out there, and there's a chill in the air.

The waiter pushed Dewey, crossed a side palace and bypassed two corridors. On the road, he met two waves of guards standing outside. When he saw Dewey, he hurried to salute him.

In the cold weather, Dewey saw that the waiter who was pushing the wheelchair was a little thin and seemed to be shaking a little cold, so she laughed casually: “The weather is also bitter for you runners. ”

Saying, he grabbed a piece of gold leaf from his arms and handed it to the waiter. The waiter seemed a little surprised, looked at Dewey, panicked and thanked his men. It's just that his divine color is a little nervous, and I don't know if it's in the face of a big man like Dewey, or if the weather is too cold, or the golden leaf is exciting, but it seems to be shaking harder.

“Well, aren't we going to His Highness's study?” Dewey's look at the road ahead does not seem to be the direction he was familiar with before.

“Duchess, Your Royal Highness has some business to attend to. Your Royal Highness will see you later. ”

The waiter responded cautiously, not long after bringing Dewey to a quiet palace.

This place, Dewey has never been here before. It appears to be a secluded side palace of small size, but the makeup is still gorgeous, with thick carpets on the floor, a burning fireplace and a warm lining to the lobby.

After Dewey was sent into the hall, the waiter nodded and bowed down to salute him and went down.

It was too quiet in this lobby. Dewey sat here alone and was somewhat upset, and suddenly he wanted to see himself privately at this moment when he remembered that the Regent was not well enough to leave... What is he going to say to himself?

What is he going to talk to himself about?

This question deserves a lot of thought!!

In Dewey's heart, if… if… for a moment… would Prince Chen tell himself of his illness??

No... I don't think so! Such a big secret, he shouldn't have told himself. But if he's going to say to himself… what should he do?

As I frowned, time passed as if it were extraordinarily slow.

At this time, a slight wail broke open the entrance to the lobby, a court waiter in a cotton robe, but not the one who had just sent Dewey in. The waiter held a cup of tea and a few plates of refreshments and gently walked up to Dewey.

Dewey looked, but her heart hid a hint of strange inappropriateness, but she couldn't think for a moment where it was coming from.

This waiter…… as if……

Well, he seems a little too tall for Kongwu!

It's no surprise that such a body is a guard of the Imperial Forest Army, but such a person is a servant?

Also, when he put the tea on the table, Dewey accidentally swept this man's hand... his fingers are very thick!

As soon as I read it, Dewey suddenly felt like a flash of lightning and woke up!

At this moment!!

The waiter dropped the plate and suddenly suddenly pulled a snowy dagger from the side of the plate, his wrist trembled and his technique was obviously brilliant! Only saw the dagger snow, but it had slammed so hard against Dewey's chest!

The two are so close that this waiter stands less than half a step away from Dewey! Such close proximity, such a sudden prick, is extremely dangerous! Moreover, the dagger was bright with snow and a hint of strange blue, obviously painted with poison!

The man reached out extremely sharply, and between the movements, even Pu Han, and the short prick, above the dagger, flashed a silver light in an instant!

Fight!! Advanced Warrior!!

Assassin!!

Phew, a muffled sound, the dagger has penetrated the thick leather jacket and is stuck on Dewey's chest!!

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(This is today's update, two chapters in one. Plus, there's a chapter and more tonight that I promised to make up for!

Gentlemen, keep updating later!

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