Devil's Law

Chapter 2 [If the text doesn't work, the martial arts won't work] (Part I)

The day of triumph. Contrary to the boiling atmosphere of the streets and alleys of Diduli, the Earl's Mansion was silent. There is no grand banquet, no celebration ceremony, not even a simple reception.

Leaving the dock, even the 1,000 soldiers who had been prepared to be transferred from the expeditionary fleet lined up into the city to welcome the citizens' inspection ceremony left only the deputy to sit in the town. After the count hurried back to the house, he refused some visitors. The excuse for the outside world is that the count, who has been in the war for several years, needs a little personal time to comfort the lonely heart of his beloved wife at home.

Although many people who had painstakingly prepared to flatter the new hero of the empire were a little disappointed, this high-sounding excuse was immediately supported by everyone.

At this moment, in the mansion of the Earl's Mansion, the triumphant hero of the Imperial Navy is looking at his own son. His eyes are deep, melancholy and complicated.

If you don't believe in your wife's integrity in your heart. When Count Raymond first saw the child in front of him, his first reaction was: Is this really his own seed?

Because the child's appearance is really different from himself!

The men of the Luolin family have always been known for their majestic manhood! For the standard image of a man in the Rowling family, it should be a tall and burly man with a wide chest, strong arms, a square face, a straight nose, and a heroic man!

At least Count Raymond himself is like this. He is tall and outstanding in the imperial aristocratic circle. When he was young, he was a famous man in the imperial aristocratic circle.

But the little one in front of me...

Although he is only three years old, he is too white and thin for the Rowling family, who has always been famous for being a man... Well... I heard that the child fell ill a month ago. Maybe it's because of this that he is a little weaker.

Du Verolin, the future heir of the three-year-old count, looked at his father indifferently. He didn't cry as loudly and powerfully as a child of his age, which made the count very dissatisfied. According to tradition, the louder the cry, the stronger the child will be!

The child in front of him was a little too quiet. He sat on the bed, put his hands on his knees, raised his head and stared at himself, as if with curiosity and as if with a sight.

The count thought he must have read it wrong.

How can a three-year-old child's eyes have such complicated emotions?!

While the count was depressed, Duverlin's mood was undoubtedly more complicated than his.

The beautiful and mature countess has successfully softened Du Wei's heart with her mother's heart and the actions of a month ago.

But this suddenly jumped out of the "father"

Humph, where did he come out!

"Is he really not able to speak?" The count's expression was very serious. He looked at his wife beside him, but when he saw the tears in his eyes, his heart couldn't help softening. He remembered that he had gone to sea for three years and neglected his wife at home. Even when a woman was about to give birth and needed her husband's comfort the most, he could not be by her side, and the only The son became like this, and we can't blame the poor woman. His tone couldn't help softening a little: "Okay, honey, the child can't speak. We invite the most erudite teacher in the empire to teach, and we will always speak. It's just that his body is too weak. Our Luolin family has always been based on the empire with Wu Xun. My son will naturally inherit my path and become an imperial general in the future. He can't be so weak. Well, he is three years old. I think it's time to consider finding an enlightenment teacher for him. He is weak. After a few years of practice, you will naturally become strong. What do you think of Alpha? He is my most loyal bodyguard, with strong martial arts skills and loyalty to the family. I think from next month, Alpha can start to teach Du Wei some basic exercises.

Hearing that his hard-working son was going to be trained at such a young age, the countess couldn't help crying in her beautiful eyes: "But... He is still so small.

"It's because his body is too weak, so he needs to exercise his physique earlier! Otherwise, how can we inherit the Wuxun of our Luoling family!" The count, who had been in the war for many years, was very determined on this point and made a decision with a wave of his hand.

The next day, after meeting His Majesty the Emperor in the palace and accepting the third Imperial First Class Medal awarded by His Majesty in public at the celebration ceremony, His Majesty announced in public that Count Raymond was promoted to the Vice President of the Imperial Command, which was already the second figure of the imperial military minister.

After talking with His Majesty the Emperor in a separate room for a while, Count Raymond offered to remove the title of first-class general of his imperial navy, handed over military power, and then came out of the palace. He once again refused the greetings of his colleagues and countless banquet invitations, even several great religions in the Temple of the Goddess of Light. After politely declined the invitation, he hurried back home.

The son of Count Raymond of the Rowling family is an i***t, which is no secret in the imperial capital.

Looking at the hidden trace of melancholy on the count's face even at the ceremony, I couldn't help but let many colleagues who were friendly with the Rowling family have some sympathy for him. Of course, some political enemies secretly gloated, and it was inevitable.

At home, the count faced his son again. The difference was that there was no beautiful countess at this meeting. Standing beside him was the loyal bodyguard Alpha, who had followed him for nearly 20 years, a first-class swordsman of the empire, and a "flowing sword" with one hand, which was recognized as the top of the imperial capital. One of the masters of kendo.

For some reason, Count Raymond always felt that he didn't like his son very much. He felt that the kind of look in the child's eyes on him was not simple, but faintly seemed to have a trace of resistance. However, he also felt that he probably thought too much: what can a three-year-old child know? Moreover, I have been on an expedition. Since my child was born, I haven't hugged him once. It's natural to be a stranger to me.

The bodyguard first knelt on one knee in front of Du Wei's bed with a standard courtesy of a family minister, then picked up Du Wei with both hands, took off his clothes, and meticulously pinched Du Wei's whole body from head to toe with one hand. In the process, Du Wei struggled. He seemed to be very uncomfortable being touched by a man like this, but the strength of the first-class swordsman of the empire was not something he could resist.

"Wow..." Alpha's expression was very serious. He sighed, put down the count's heir, and then bowed his head to salute the count. Then he stood up and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, I..."

"Alpha, you are the most trusted person around me. Don't worry too much. Just say anything." The count sighed.

"Master Du Wei is very weak, and he seems to be a little... Congenital deficiency, his bones are slender, and his heartbeat is mixed. This physique is a little worse than that of ordinary people. If you want to learn martial arts in the future, I'm afraid. Alpha gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid it won't be much."

"What do you think?"

"I don't think learning martial arts is a good choice for the young master. Let's see if he has any talent in other fields."

After the Alpha bodyguard finished speaking, the count's face had sunk.