Law of the Devil

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Chapter 653 [Outstanding Pen (Bottom) - Men's Promise]

People who don't belong to this world?

This was a shock to Dewey - it was almost touching Dewey's deepest and deepest secret! In this world, even his closest people, Vivian and Jojo, don't know the secret!

At this moment, in front of this guy who resembles his enemies, he breaks it as if it were so easy...

“... are you surprised?

Dewey, I've been thinking about this for a long time. From the beginning of your appearance, you've been called Young Idiot, the Count's fool son. But then you created a series of things: the football game you made on the Rollin Plains, the airship, the fireworks called 'Forgiveness of the Goddess', and the spirit of magic sharing you made, the Magic Society, the Imperial Military Academy, and the auction house you made in Tidu… all of these things are new things that the world has never seen before.

Sometimes I'm really jealous of you.

I've been asking myself smart since I was a kid. But in front of you, I feel I have no advantage at all. Sometimes I even wonder, if I were you, if I was born in the Rollins, would I be able to do such a miracle like you?

Well, you bastard, I'm dead now anyway, just make you proud —— yes, I, Tam Augustine, am not as proud of myself as you are.

You're such a dick I can't see through. You know, a lot of times, I thought people like you were dangerous, and if... if I were a fierce emperor, I would have killed you. Aren't you surprised to see that?

And I admit, I did kill you —— occasionally.

A few days ago, the last game between the two of us, I used to shake. I guess you already thought I was terminally ill. You're gonna play dumb, and I'm gonna play dumb. But you're the only one who's qualified to play this game implicitly.

I used to worry that after I died, leaving a guy like you, my son would definitely not be able to control you anymore.

But I measured it over and over and still chose to trust you.

Do you know why? I'm sure you'd like to know.

At that time, you deliberately stayed in Didu and put yourself under my blade, waiting to see how I reacted. Are you always so confident? At that time, I really wanted to ask you in front of you, "Are you so confident that I won't touch you?"

But in the end, I lost you. You win, I, believe you.

You want to know why? Let me tell you something, there are two reasons.

The first reason, you can't even guess death. Remember your Enlightenment teacher? When you were little, your father gave you the astrologer Rosiat.

The old man taught you for over a year and you scared him away. I'm afraid you don't even remember the old man you scared away from.

But then, when we met, I secretly sent someone to look for him, and from where he was, I learned a lot about you.

Do you know why that old man scared the hell out of you?

It is because of your saying that the excessive concentration of imperial power is the cause of corruption.

Alas, that's a shame. Your father, Count Raymond, was smart, but confused. In fact, where are you an idiot, you are a genius who is ashamed of me.

Don't blame the old man. The man I sent asked him, he dared not say anything.

I often wonder, privately, what's in the mind of a guy who can say such treacherous things?

Fortunately, this is the only one that gives me complete peace of mind. Because from what you've said, you don't seem very fond of the emperor's profession. You don't even like imperial power, and if you're going to be an emperor, you probably won't. So I'm relieved.

You have no ambition for the Emperor's position, so I don't have to doubt you.

Look, it's that simple. Perhaps even your heart always wonders why I trust you so much.

Dewey, actually... when I was Regent, I had a long-term plan. You're about my age, we're all young, this empire, this continent, there's so much to do! I even thought, you and I, working together, trusting each other, then I have the confidence to recreate the glory of this empire in my lifetime!

Even I once dreamed of being a greater king than Aragon the Founding Emperor! I believe, with my intelligence, and your help. Temples are good, magic unions are good. The old man, the president of the Magic Union, we can all fight them!

With decades of kung fu, I am confident that I will be able to sweep away all these elbows! Together, the two of us create a great dynasty like never before! Build a great cause for those who have never been before and those who have never been before!

Hundreds of years ago, you were the ancestor of the Rollins, who supported me and founded the great cause of the Augustine dynasty.

So hundreds of years later today, I would have believed that the two of us, together, could do a hundred times better than our ancestors!

I even dreamed of being able to insert a thorny flower flag into the snow mountains of the Northwest Prairie in my lifetime! Let the Empire's fleet cross the South Ocean, and I want to conquer all this land, and I want to turn the South Ocean into an empire province, and I want to set up a governor there. I'm going to cut down on the divine power and let the priests pray well. I'm going to interrupt the magic monopoly of the Magic Union and let the glow of the Magic Civilization illuminate the way forward for the Empire...

Me, there are many dreams that have not come true!

Too bad... for God's sake, it doesn't give me time.

I hate it!

Why don't you give me some more time! Why!!

30 years... no, 20 years! Even if it's only 10 years!! ”

As the letter was written here, the writing on it began to become grassy. Obviously, when Prince Chen was writing here, his mood became turbulent, and on this piece of paper, there were spots of red blood.

I'm afraid, by the time I wrote here, Chen was in a state of agitation and spitting blood again.

The later script grew, obviously written here, Prince Chen's strength was a little weak.

“… unfortunately, I understand that none of these dreams can come true.

I have a son, but I have a deep understanding that he can never inherit my dreams. He can inherit the royal power, but these dreams, he can't do them, he can't learn them. Karina was my favorite child, and unfortunately, she was a girl.

Alas, when I wrote this, I suddenly remembered a few words that you used to say to me once in a while: heroism is short.

Really short on heroism.

Forget it. Remember one time, after you got drunk, you said to me, "After I died, leave him alone!"

Haha, you guys, really freak me out.

I'd love to be as spilled as you are. Too bad I'm a king!

Still, in the days before I died, I wanted to drag you away with me! Don't blame me for being mean.

Don't deny it, don't think I don't know. You tried to kill me, didn't you?

haha!

On the day of the coup d 'état, on top of the city, you also used to kill me. But you didn't.

Well, let's call it even.

Old friend, yeah, you're my friend. Don't hate me. Everything I did before I died was for my descendants, for my empire. I think you can understand me.

So, there are some things that grieve you.

Don't leave me in the heart of that division in Nurin province, no one else knows, but I'm sure you know what I mean. That division, nominally to oversee you, actually, I did it deliberately to reassure the ministers of the Imperial Dynasty, to reassure you.

But you should understand, how can a division in a district resist your Tulip clan militia? If I really want to let you go, it's not a division anymore, I'll transfer Wang Chengjin Guard in half.

Just do it. You know, I know, I don't know.

These days, I secretly stole the set of Continental General History that you had given Karina and looked at the notes you left behind, and I couldn't see through you.

Alas, I would even wonder, if… how good would it be if I knew you a few years ago? If I'd known you a few years ago, with the help of a magical guy like you, I wouldn't have to look after you until the coup d 'état. With your help, I can probably bring down the Grand Prince a few years in advance, and take control a few more years earlier, right?

But time, there's no turning back.

Alas, it goes a long way again.

There seems to be a lot to tell you. Unfortunately, I'm tired and can't write anymore.

Well, go on with what I just said, I chose to believe you before I died and didn't touch you. The first reason is that I learned about your childhood remarks from your Enlightenment teacher, Rosiat, and I believe you have no ambition for imperial power.

And the second reason... Oh, stop guessing, the first you can't even guess, the second you can't even guess.

Second reason… Remember what I said that day when I publicly proclaimed you Grand Duke of Tulip in the Imperial City?

You probably forgot, but I remember every word!

And I said, "As long as I live my whole life, I will never fail you!"

Yes, Dewey, as long as I live for a day, I will never fail you!!

So, if you replace any emperor in history, if you meet a power minister like yourself, I'm afraid you'll want to do everything you can to get rid of him before he dies, but I would rather not!

Because I'm not against you!

Isn't that surprising? Isn't that touching?

Humph, everyone thinks I'm a sensible and almost ruthless guy. I killed my own brother, put my father under house arrest. Everyone thinks I'm the kind of guy who's harsh for power.

But this time, I won't!

Can't I just be emotional once? Hahahahaha, before dying, I prefer emotional matters! Bet on your heart, Dewey!

The human heart is the most unreliable, but I'll bet on your Dewey heart!

You must be very touched right now.

Dewey, I owe you my word. I did it!

By the time you read this letter, I was dead. I left the throne to my son and the court magician to my daughter. As for you, I don't have any gifts left for you, but I can only leave them for one request. It's also a request from an old friend who died.

Dewey, my empire, will you guard it for me, please? Please! Please!

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This is the content of the letter, the last sentence, the writing is already very vague, obviously by the time Chen wrote here, energy exhausted, even can no longer hold the pen.

Dewey squeezed the letter in his hand. At this moment, tears had swept in, but he didn't lift his hand to wipe it. He let the tears flow out, but looked at the crystal coffin and whispered: “You bastard! Die, and you lied to me so many tears. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shook gently, and a little light appeared on his fingertips. The letter in his hand burst into flames, and moments later it was turned into ash.

Flying ash, Dewey stood in front of the coffin, nodded at the man inside, with an incredibly solemn voice, slowly opening word for word:

“Don't worry, my friend. Your empire, I will make sure you guard it!! ”

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Dewey walked out of this Hall of Spirituality and just came outside and saw a little figure flying in the distance.

Princess Karina's hair was scattered, her clothes were untidy, even one of her shoes fell under her feet, and she came a long way, behind her, the woman's blue heel was behind her, even screaming. But Karina didn't care, she rushed straight into Dewey's arms and burst into Dewey's arms, crying, "Teacher! ”

Dewey sighed, holding the little princess still, squatted down and looked into her eyes.

“Teacher, you're back.” The little princess leaned her lip and wept.

“Well, I'm back.” Dewey smiled slightly and removed a handkerchief from her arms, wiping away tears from her face. Karina saw tears in the corner of Dewey's eyes, and she couldn't help but be surprised: “Teacher, you... did you cry too? ”

Dewey shook her head, but did not wipe her tears, and suddenly smiled. The smile was faint, but hidden with a hint of determination.

“You don't understand. It's not a tear, it's a promise of a man! ”

It was settled, and I looked up at the spiritual hall not far away.

Rest assured, Tam, I will protect your empire!

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(Just to let you know, this chapter is all we have today, and I have something important to do today. Oh, here's the reveal: If it goes well, the Demon Law book is about to be converted into a webgame! If not surprisingly, Demon Law will be online in a few months! Then, friends who love this book, please dedicate themselves to playing Dewey in the game, playing White River... Oh, today I'm going to finalize the contract with someone from the online gaming company.

So please also understand ~)

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