Law of the Devil

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(Chapter 1 today ~)

Chapter 583 [Pity]

At midnight, when Dewey left the palace, she looked sober.

The court banquet was still going on, but Dewey had long since lost half her mood and was too lazy to pay false and false rewards.

He is the Duke of Tulip, and everyone is aware of the disease, leaving early, and no one will say he is disrespectful.

When Dewey left, Mrs. Lister also left with her sister, while Prince Chen and the Little Emperor both stood up and gave Dewey a full face.

The door of the banquet hall behind him had just closed, and a slight smile hung in the corner of Dewey's mouth immediately dissipated, replacing it with a deeply worried look.

Looking up at the sky, in the wide palace square, the cold wind whistled, rolled over on his body, quite cool, although Dewey had no feelings, but Vivian and JoJojo next to him were all shrinking their heads, he smiled lightly and a little warmth appeared in his eyes: "Let's go home. ”

Thereafter, Dewey glanced at Mrs. Lister, not far behind her, smiled shallow and nodded, sort of saying hello. Mrs. Lister had a slight apprehension in her eyes, but she also smiled a little.

Just after Dewey left, in the ballroom, Prince Chen sat on it, as if listening to music with a peaceful side ear, seemed to be watching with all his heart, while little Emperor Charlie, apparently a little impatient, seemed to lose interest in the long banquet.

With a glass of wine in his hand, Gaucha and his colleagues came to celebrate. After touching the glass, he turned to look at the big and small two emperors above, who flashed a slight discoloration in the eyes of a relative from the South.

Slowly, Gaucha walked through the crowd and came to a corner, whispering to the heart and heart of his own family, his eyes looked around him, but whispered: “The Duke of Tulip just arrived behind the palace, something may have happened. Find out! ”

The protégé seemed a little confused, and Gaucha whispered, “Idiot, you didn't notice. When Dewey came out, did he change a new robe?" Did the Regent invite him to the back to change his clothes? ”

Speaking, he wiped out the friendly, Gao Cha's eyes, highly unpredictable.

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The carriage gradually leaves the square of the palace, the night is lonely, and there is no more pedestrian in the cold streets, but occasionally at the intersection of the road, the sound of the leather boots of the patrol soldiers from afar is heard.

Muddy roads, wheels squeaking. Dewey leaned on the seat of the carriage, his body lying soft, his chin supported with one hand, and his eyes stared at Gabriel, his brother, who was in the carriage.

On the way back, Dewey deliberately put Gabriel and herself in a carriage, while the Vivian Jojo sisters were placed in another car in order to be able to speak with Gabriel.

“Come on, you won't talk the whole way. Are you afraid I'll scold you?” Dewey finally spoke.

Gabriel seemed distracted and stunned. “Hmm? Brother, what are you accusing me of? ”

Dewey frowned and looked at his brother, but found that his face didn't look confused. Dewey was impatient and slowed down: “Before I left, I warned you not to cause any trouble, but you! ”

“I didn't do anything, either.” Gabriel is a little confused.

Dewey took a deep breath and stared into his brother's eyes: "Isn't it troublesome that you asked Muse to dance? ”

Gabriel still looked confused, and Dewey said softly: "His Majesty asked Muse to dance, but you... hum, you did it, grabbed a woman in front of the Emperor, and swept his face in front of him! ”

Gabriel frowned, "Yip? Brother, are you angry about this? What's this? This kind of prom, the emperor doesn't know how to dance muse, I can ask to move, it's not a great thing. What's the big deal if there's so much going on? ”

Dewey sighed and looked at his brother: “I mean, Little Charlie seemed intent on Muse, and you were jealous of the Emperor, and I didn't care, but being so brazen was a little unwise. ”

Gabriel laughed, and he looked at his brother, and suddenly he said, "Brother, you haven't been to this kind of party since you were a kid, have you? At the banquet, these dancing and socializing things, nobody's gonna take it seriously, you take it too seriously. Even if he is an emperor, please don't move a woman to dance, it's just that he doesn't want the girl's heart. It doesn't matter what emperor is not an emperor. Nobody really cares about this kind of wind and moon war. ”

Dewey thought about it, maybe he didn't know much about banquet socialisation between these Roland aristocrats, but Dewey understood that he was supposed to know Charlie's character!

This kid doesn't necessarily have that much energy.

“He is the Emperor.” Dewey still reminds his brother.

Gabriel smiled, “It's just a twelve-and-a-half year old. Who would be more true about this little thing? ”

Speaking of which, Gabriel continued to laugh: “Speaking of which, the muse guy was really hard to hire. The first time I went to ask her, she was refused, but fortunately, I'm not the emperor. I'm just a kid who didn't inherit the title. I can tear off her face and beat her to death. She said she wouldn't jump, so I told her, and I told her," But as a result, she got tangled up by me, but I pulled her down. ”

Dewey shook his head, he knew it was a different idea, I'm afraid he couldn't convince his brother, think about it, Dewey said positively: "Gabriel, let me ask you a question, you have to answer me honestly... do you really like Muse? I mean, if you marry her, will you? ”

Gabriel listened and got serious and thought for a moment, nodded slowly: "Yes! ”

After listening to this, Dewey's mind dropped steadily.

Well! In that case... Dewey would have thought that if his brother was just playing for the sake of it and playing for the sake of it, there was no need to offend a future emperor for it.

But if my brother really likes it, then he can't ignore it!

Anyway, Gabriel is his own brother, his own brother, and he can't do anything to let his brother arch his beloved woman's hands to make this kind of thing happen!

“Tomorrow I will ask Mrs. Lister to come and talk, and if she has no objection, I will decide to make an engagement with the Lester family.” Dewey seemed a little tired, and he leaned back on his seat and sighed: “It's just this thing, and I'm going to brew it and say hello to the Secretary of the Treasury. You bastard, the title hasn't inherited yet, you've already booked two wives... Alas...”

Gabriel's face seemed a little delightful, but then he saw Dewey's divine tiredness, and he was worried: “Brother... what seems to bother you? ”

Dewey laughed and remembered the assassination that had just taken place behind the palace, thinking about it, but Gabriel didn't have to say it, lest he was unnecessarily upset and shook his head and said: "Well, something irrelevant, don't say it. ”

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Upon returning to the Duke's house, both Vivian and Jojo noticed that Dewey seemed deeply concerned. When he returned to his room, Dewey let Gabriel go and dispersed the servants.

It was late at night, and it was almost dawn in a few hours, and Dewey had no sleep at all. He wore a pajama, but came alone to the bedroom and took a sword wrapped in a laminated leather case from the cabinet.

The blade handle blade on this sword has several damages. It is an old sword. The light green rust marks on it have been oiled and maintained, but it has left a trace of trace.

This is exactly what my father left with the sword. Dewey held the sword in her arms and caressed her fingers gently, whispering suddenly: "Father… your younger son is not an oil-saving lamp either. Hey, with the Emperor robbing women, I'm afraid you couldn't do that either. ”

He was out of his mind, the back studio door was pushed open, and Jojo walked in with a black sleeping group. She had silver hair, stood barefoot on the ground, and a pair of barefoot snow, with a bright lamp embedded with magic gems in her hand, slowly came in and smiled: "Aren't you going to sleep? ”

Dewey shook her head and touched her eyebrows: “I can't sleep. ”

“The candlelight was too weak, and it hurt my eyes for a long time.” Jojo approached, placed the magic gem's light on Dewey's desk, then looked at Dewey, smiled softly, leaned in Dewey's arms, stretched out his slender fingers, gently touched Dewey's eyebrows, softly said: “You're in a bad mood, I can see it... don't always frown, frown much more, wrinkle. ”

Dewey smiled and was about to say a few interruptions, but Jojo looked down and whispered: “I... have seen the wheelchair you used to go out today. ”

The sentence was very light, but Dewey listened and immediately raised her head and looked JoJo in the eye.

Joe Joe looked serious and shook his head: “You man, can't you hide anything from me... and Vivian, we are all kind of useless women, can't we help you share your worries? ”

Dewey didn't speak.

“Both shafts beneath your wheelchair are broken, and I can see it as if they were directly crushed by some great force. Also, the needle in your wheelchair armrest has been used up. Don't forget, the powder on the tip of the needle is paralyzing the whole body, or did I bring it to you from the teacher? ”

Jojo said, lowering his head and looking into Dewey's eyes, he said, "Tell me, did you do it with someone in the palace? ”

Dewey knew he couldn't hide it. He smiled bitterly and held Jojo's soft waist, whispering: “It doesn't seem easy to hide it from the people around you.” Then he finally admitted, "Well, I left halfway behind the palace and someone tried to assassinate me. ”

“Assassinating you?” Jojos didn't seem worried at all, just because no one else knew what was going on with Dewey, but Jojo and Vivian did.

Dewey, though seemingly paralyzed, just lost his magic. His flesh is so strong that he is almost immortal that even standing here and letting his enemies cut him with a knife may not necessarily hurt him with a piece of fur.

“Who did it?” Jojo asks a really worrying question: "Isn't that right, Regent? ”

Dewey shook his head: "He had motive, but I'd rather believe it wasn't him. ”

Then Dewey sighed deeply and smiled bitterly: "There's a lot I can't figure out about this at the moment. ”

Unfortunately, Jojo wasn't very good at this power scheme, but he couldn't help Dewey get worried.

Just watching Dewey sigh, Jojo leaned softly against Dewey's shoulder: “If you can't figure it out, you can't! Whoever dares to mess with you again, chop it off with one sword! If I knew who he was, whatever he was, I'd just take the sword and kill him! ”

Dewey smiled and remembered another thing: "Well... did Vivian know about the wheelchair? ”

Jojo seemed a little embarrassed: "Stop it! Hmm, she was more careful than me, or did she find out before she told me. Vivian begged me to come with you, and now she's in her room preparing you a new robe. Well, when you came out the back, you changed a new robe, and as long as you weren't blind, you could see something abnormal. ”

Just now, Vivian has come in with a new leather robe. The pair of flowers are dressed in very similar pajamas, but the colors are slightly different. Vivian was also normal barefoot, with a new robe just stitched out, came in to see Jojo sitting in Dewey's arms, the little silly chick seemed a little shy, but Jojo, a big hug of Dewey's neck, staring at her sister, drinking: “What are you blushing at? Haven't you ever sat? ”

Dewey shook his head: "Don't bully your sister. ”

As Vivian approached her, Dewey pulled her over and let her sit on her other leg. Jojo rolled her eyes, but she moved her body aside and made way for a bit.

Two beauties sat on their laps, leaning against their arms, and Dewey seemed to be feeling a little better. Looking at Vivian's new robe, she laughed: “What's wrong? Am I too poor to afford clothes? You want my wife to sew me a robe? ”

Vivian blushed and hurried: “No, it's not... Yes, it's me, I see you...”

Jojo slipped in with a bad temper: "Let me tell you something! When you're done, it's all dawn... ah! ”

The last shout was from Dewey, who couldn't watch her bully Vivian, reaching down and taking a picture of Jojo's butt.

Jojo's cheeks were red, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he glanced at Dewey with a spectacular glance, and his voice was a little soft. "We both saw that you were mostly in trouble in the palace. Vivian, this silly little girl, worried about you, got you this new robe, put some magic gems on it, Vivian also held two psychic magic on it, you wear it later, even if you are not with us, if something happens, as long as it is not too far away, we can sense it immediately. ”

Though this thing wasn't very useful to Dewey, after all, it was the thought of two people, Dewey smiled, but took the robe, put it on the table, hugged the two sisters, kissed and sighed softly: “Too bad...”

“Pity about what? ”

Dewey looked at him and said seriously: “Unfortunately... such a good atmosphere... can't do it. ”

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In the middle of the night, the three of them were in the study, squeezing each other in a chair, holding each other, whispering for a while, but the atmosphere was wonderful, and I didn't know what Dewey was whispering, choosing Joe Joe's cheeks red, but Vivian couldn't even lift her head shyly, and they were both glamorous and tender, as if they were cats, obviously emotional.

But at this time, far from the outside, there is a sound of the scenery.

“My lord...” The butler Sandy's voice was a little helpless and shouted out from afar: "Don't dare disturb the adult and the lady to rest, it's just that there's something urgent. ”

Sandy obviously looked scared, probably afraid of Jojo, and this little witch didn't even dare to come close, stood far away and shouted: “A guest is asking to see you. ”

“Now?” Jojo got angry, the atmosphere was interrupted, and the fire was about to spill on Sandy: “What guest, a midnight visit! ”

“Yes, yes, I know it's against the rules, but I can't rush this guest... Duchess, yes, Lady Lister is here. ”

Madame Liszt?

Dewey stunned.

She was separated from the palace door before. It was only a short kung fu, so she came to see herself again?

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