Law of the Devil

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(Today's update, 2 in 1, cough, this chapter is only 6,000 words, slightly shorter, New Year's Day, gathering with parents and family for dinner today, so there is less writing.

Chapter 600: Moonlight Treasure Box?

Touching the dust, the colour of this box flashes a glow of shadows, not wood or iron, and even the learned Dewey can't tell what the texture of this box is for a moment.

The killer who shot two crossbows and arrows under the pull ring obviously didn't know what was hidden inside. Dewey put those two crossbows away lightly, and he was a little confused: this thing was obviously very old, and there were no rust marks on it, and the poison applied to the crossbow arrows was still sticking to it and it didn't volatilize over time - it was definitely not a normal process that could do it, it could only be done by magic.

But... it's a paradox to have magic in the astrological gallery. Because on the continent, there is a strange situation where magicians look down on the Church and the Church does not like magicians. At the same time, the Church and the magicians despise astrologers. Because astrologers are the trunk of the tunnel. The so-called prophecy is regarded by magicians as a deceitful thing.

When I pulled it, the box was closed and there seemed to be something locked inside. Dewey shrugged for a moment, and he simply had his luck on his fingertips, gently squeezing, clicking and breaking the lock. When I opened this box, I found it inside...

Empty?

Dewey stunned.

The box is empty. The inside of the box is wrapped with a layer of brocade, which has rotted over time, and the wind blows gently, turning into flying ash. However, it is empty inside.

“Has... what's inside been taken?” Dewey muttered to himself.

He couldn't help but be disappointed that he was about to throw the box away, but remembering the texture of the box, he couldn't even recognize himself for a moment, which put the box back in his arms - because after losing his magic, Dewey's mental power was almost the same as that of ordinary people, so he couldn't even dare to use the magic storage ring he was used to.

Theoretically, Dewey can still use magic, he can spell, he can spiritually and sensibly -- but he's too weak to meditate on growth. Now, Dewey, you can't say no magic, at least one or two of the simplest fireballs can barely do it. However, to a lesser extent, he dries up after almost two fireballs.

So, in order to conserve his already modest spiritual strength, he has changed his original lifestyle as much as possible, and he has not dared to use more storage rings than he did before, because every time he uses a storage ring, it takes magic, although for Dewey, the magic of using the storage ring is almost negligible - but now he can't.

Dewey's grey head walked out of the warehouse, and his men outside guarded the knights and the people in the star gallery waited all night. When Dewey came out, he hurried to greet him. The star gallery owner had changed into an official astrologer's black magician's robe with a black sole and countless stars embellished on it. When Dewey came out, the owner wanted to come up close, but he was coldly blocked outside by Dewey's loyal guardian knight.

“Don't be rude.” Dewey smiled on his face, waved the escort out of the way, and walked up to the owner, smiling slightly: “Your Excellency, forgive me for taking the liberty, I was just in a hurry to check out some of the star data... I'm sure you know that I will not be leaving soon. Before I leave, according to our astrologer tradition, I always have to divine. ”

The owner was immediately happy in his heart - the Duke of Tulip said “we astrologers”. Since the other party thought he was also an astrologer, then he was one of them.

“Oh, the Duchess is welcome.” The owner's face is filled with smiles: "The Duchess is about to leave, and I know the news. What do you say? If you need a divination, I'll bring someone to your house tonight to observe the stars and divine this voyage. ”

He is the chief astrologer of the palace. On weekdays, unless it is the royal family, the other royal nobility of the palace is just letting the other senior astrologers in the star gallery go. This time he volunteered to divine for Dewey, which is already naked.

But Dewey played haha: “Thank you for your kindness, but don't bother... Well, don't worry, I'm also an astrologer, so I'm afraid to work for you. ”

The owner immediately returned to the taste, knowing that he was reckless, that he was excited for a moment and just wanted to please Dewey, but forgot that Dewey himself was an astrologer - usually one astrologer would never ask another astrologer to divine for himself, which would almost amount to acknowledging that the other person's astrology level was far superior to his own. Since he is a magician, he always has dignity.

“Oh, I was reckless.” The owner laughed quickly: “I forgot that you are also the title of court astrologer, hmm, but the tools required for astrology are not necessarily available to come to your house, I will prepare a set today and send it to you. ”

Dewey did not deny the beauty of the owner, and before leaving, he deliberately sighed: “As an astrologer, I have not come here to see the owner of the museum. I came here today to see our star gallery... Alas, it seems that many places have been out of repair for many years, it seems that the warehouse has not been repaired for some years. I think the funds in the museum must be strained. Although I am the Duke of the Empire, I am also an astrologer. I am also a part of the group here - I interrupted last night abruptly, but I will find an opportunity to report to His Royal Highness the Regent, ask him to pay more attention to our museum, it would be better to allocate the next funds. ”

Everyone in the star gallery said this to be happy face, suddenly thought that this young duke was a big good man, even when he was woken up from his nest last night in the middle of the night, waiting outside for a night of hard work, momentarily forgotten.

Dewey went out with a few empty cheques. He thought he was a noble man in the hall. He would never lie like that. At the compliment of a group of astrologers, Dewey left the star gallery. Before leaving, he also said that he was afraid to come and check on the information from time to time, but he was too busy with the affairs of the state to come personally.

“It doesn't matter." The curator immediately patted her breasts: “Although there is a rule that outsiders are not allowed to enter the museum, you are not an outsider either. I know that you are busy with state affairs and cannot come in person at all times. You can send someone with your warrant to come in and out of the warehouse when you need them. Alternatively, if you need to find something and send a message, I'll have someone look for it and send it to you when it's ready. ”

The owner of this restaurant is sure to be able to eat the old river and lake in the courtroom. Before he laughed and said goodbye to everyone, he said to his family: "You don't have to come back with me. Go to Mr. Zach immediately. Pass me the word and spend 50 million gold coins as a donation to the star gallery in my own name to repair the warehouse. ”

Five thousand gold coins, let alone a warehouse, is enough to build a new building. The owner was delighted to send everyone up and down, so he took Dewey to his horse.

Speaking of astrologers in this star gallery, though not underprivileged, are not big enough —— they are also clerics, naturally supported by countless believers on the mainland, but these astrologers rely only on a little bit of financial resources allocated annually by the Empire, and occasionally the nobles may come to ask astrologers to divine, but often they also give up to a hundred and ten gold coins.

Besides, when we need divination every year, it's just the festivals or the houses where we marry, there's not much in a year. There are a hundred and ten astrologers in the building, and dozens of servants, eating and drinking laser, is just barely keeping it decent. Plus now that Prince Chen has come to power, the Regent has practiced magic since childhood. According to the magician's tradition, astrology is not very visible, and the star gallery will not be taken care of much more. Though no cuts have been made, the gifts of the week are far less than those of the old Emperor Augustine VI.

Gradually, even the chief astrologer of the court seemed rarely summoned to divination.

How can the 5,000 gold coins donated by Dewey make people unhappy?

Thousands of gold coins were given by Dewey at random. It was nothing but a small thing to him, but he didn't know that he had made a huge portion of himself live up and down in the star gallery. Later on, Dewey was delighted with some of the consequences - which was naturally the last word.

Returning to the Duke's Palace, Dewey had not slept all night and was a little tired. He was no longer sleeping for a few days than he had been before. After his mental capacity had shrunk, he needed more sleep every day than any other person.

But when I went back to the study, I was asked to bring some hot soup tea. Instead, I fought hard and studied the box I brought back.

He took out the box, looked in the magnifying glass for a while, and knocked and beat, making sure that there were no compartments in the box and nothing else to hide.

Another sharp broken sword was taken, the corners of the box were gently cut apart, and the information was checked, which clarified the material of the box.

“Well, a rare tree, hard as iron, is clearer than ordinary wood, no wonder I haven't seen it, it was extinct hundreds of years ago. So this thing's been around for at least a few hundred years. ”

Dewey remembers having studied the military history of the Empire of the Continent of Roland, knowing that hundreds of years ago, when the Empire expanded its navy, it had been conceived to build warships out of this raw wood: this wood was hard and clear and extremely corrosion-resistant, and if used to build ships, it was superior material.

Only that idea could not be realized, because at that time the abandoned trees were very rare, very few in number and could not be harvested in large quantities, and the plant, once extinct, could no longer be found on the continent.

Dewey familiarized herself with the ancient literature of the Roland Empire. She was arrogant, learned a lot, and remembered this. Now that she had figured it out, she held this box in her hand for a while and her interest gradually faded. Then she threw it on the table, stretched her waist, and was ready to go to bed.

Hmm, never. This thing is also like a Moonlight Treasure Box. After you open it, how many shouts of "like a honey” can you go back 500 years?

Hahahaha...

When Dewey laughed, he was ready to give up and leave, but suddenly he saw on the desk that he had just used to wipe the dusty cotton cloth on the box, his eyes suddenly stopped! The cotton cloth is covered in black, but it is a stain wiped from the inside and outside of this box.

His eyes flickered and he suddenly grabbed the cotton cloth and smelled it in front of his nose...

“Hmm!? ”

The corner of Dewey's mouth revealed a slight smile.

It's spoiled, but with a hint of ink! This is definitely not wrong!! Combined with the natural corrosion resistance of the woods, the box is extremely sophisticated. After closing, the inside is not ventilated and has been preserved for so many years, the ink smell still exists inside!

Dewey grabbed the box again and opened it, reaching over the inner wall of the box and touching it, and she felt a bumpy feeling. And the ink stain on that cotton cloth was left behind by wiping the inside of the box!

After taking the light, Dewey watched carefully in the light, only on the inner wall of this box, but it was a raised engraving, fine lines, a hint of it, all so clear...

I just looked at it for a while, but my mind was confused. I couldn't see what these lines meant at all. There were some places on them. Hidden words seemed to be some, but those words seemed familiar to me, and I recognized them altogether.

Dewey pondered for a while and his eyebrows slowly loosened!

Want to come out!

He laughed and mocked himself: “No wonder I don't get it, because the pattern is all the opposite. The ink was painted on the inner wall just to print the pattern inside! ”

As soon as he laughed, Dewey took out a bottle of ink and applied it over the inner wall of the box with a brush. He took out a blank piece of paper and printed it fine.

Expand the blank paper again! These patterns and text above make it clear!!

This... this is actually a map!

It's drawn and curved, but it's like a road. Occasionally, there are places and places marked with words. It's all the words of the Roland Empire, but from the grammatical point of view, they're ancient words.

However, although clearly identified, when Dewey understood the contents of the map, her face became more and more surprised!

Because...

This map is…

Imperial Palace!

Moreover, this is not an ordinary map of the palace, but reveals it as if it were an underground secret map built beneath the palace!

The curved secret lanes show that there are more than a dozen, and all these secret lanes, at the end of the day, are centrally located!

The spot where it's concentrated, makes Dewey move!

White Tower!!

The tallest building in Emperor Tory, the one in the palace, built a thousand years ago by Aragon, the founding Emperor, who worked tirelessly to repair and preserve the tower with countless magical materials!

And at the heart of opening the Emperor's greatest defense against magic!

This magic array was extremely strong, and Aragon even exaggerated that even if the legendary Dragon Nation leaned into the nest, it would be difficult to break through this vast magic array! And the heart of this magic array, inside the palace, is the 1,000 year old white tower.

And this white tower, on weekdays, is an absolute forbidden place in the palace. Historically, only court magicians had access to this white tower, but only two people throughout the empire had the right to enter the white tower.

One is the chief archmage in the court.

The other, the Emperor himself.

And besides that, anyone, for whatever reason, under any circumstance, dares to approach the White Tower and kill without forgiveness!

It can be said that in the palace, if you dare to approach the White Tower outside the Emperor himself... even if you are royal nobility, chief of the Imperial City, commander of the Imperial Forest Army, even the princess... the court magician has the power to kill you locally without the Emperor's approval!

This is the iron law. For nearly a thousand years since the empire was founded, most of the iron laws set by Aragon have been abandoned, but this iron law, however, has been worshipped by the emperors of the past!

But this map is clearly a secret underground map of the palace, leading directly to the White Tower...

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Dewey's eye corner muscles jumped a few times, and he was also a little confused.

Subconsciously knocked on the table.

Such a secret diagram, the content on the diagram, is absolutely treacherous! So, who drew this map?

What is the purpose?

And why would such a secret picture be stored in a star gallery?

Dewey held the chair, sat down, and then picked up the box, heartily destroying it, but moved and carefully hid it again.

Touched his eyebrows, Dewey grinned and pondered: This thing can't be explained.

First of all, that underground secret passage in the palace -- that can build a secret passage underneath the palace, so big that no one else can do it, only the emperor himself can do it —— is it Aragon?

Legend has it that in order to build that enormous magic array, Aragon nearly luxuriously laid tons of magic crystals underneath the White Tower in the heart of the palace as a tower! Not to mention anything else, but there are plenty of magic crystals buried underground, as well as the White Tower, and there are said to be countless great gems that sustain the magic array, as well as the top of the White Tower, such a huge piece of secret silver and the biggest magic gem on the continent!

It is said to have left behind the array of magic arrays, but as the first strong man under the starry sky, the most powerful fighter and magician on the mainland, Aragon arranged it himself!

Even if there are so many treasures left behind, Aragon's map of the Magic Array is an immense treasure for magicians!

For thousands of years, you have no idea how many evil magicians have tried to steal it!

Fortunately, the court has kept such a team of court magicians loyal only to the royal family, guarding the white tower for thousands of years, not killing at least a few people who tried to break in.

Aragon was said to have spent almost two years building this magic formation - an absolute absurdity for a nascent empire!

Besides, back then, the Roland continent was united, and the only country on the continent was the Roland Empire, spending so much money on this enormous magic array —— against whom? Against the air?

Countless voices of opposition could only be forcibly suppressed and isolated if they impeded Aragon's extraordinary prestige at that time.

Perhaps only Dewey can understand that Aragon did so, presumably in order to use this magic formation to deal with the return of criminals in the years to come.

The power of the nation, combined with an almost divine mighty man and twelve holy knights of Saint Laurent, all the top magicians on the continent, makes such a vast array of magic!

secret passage?

It is absolutely impossible to do so much work in the Imperial Palace except for the Emperor himself.

Okay, so let's start with the first problem: let's assume that Aragon built the underground project himself.

But... what does he do with such a thing?

And this graph. Is it from Aragon? If not, then who? Who put this thing in the star gallery?

Dewey frowned bitterly at this moment, and suddenly there was a familiar voice in her mind that hadn't appeared for a long time.

“It's me, I drew this diagram. ”

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