Demon Laws
Chapter 7: The Restless Heart

The clouds in the sky were burning by the setting sun. In the early evening of spring, a luxurious decorated carriage drove on the southern provincial road of Cotte. This beautiful car is made of the best materials. The body of the train is cool black, as well as beautiful carvings and gold-painted patterns. All show the noble identity of the owner of this carriage.

Especially the family badge on the train.

The circle of the iris rotates around the blades of the two crossed swords. On the hilt was a crown, shrouded in smoldering flames.

Only nobles who had an understanding of the badge only knew how amazing the badge was. Of all the families in the empire, only a few could carve two crossed swords on badges. These two swords signified that there was at least one imperial marshal-level person in the family's history. While the crown above is a symbol of the family's blood relationship with the royal family.

On the front and back of the carriage, there were ten protective knights with armor and swords riding on horses. Their armor is polished and the guns shiny. But what didn't fit into those beautiful clothes was that every knight looked glum.

Sia sat next to the coachman. He bit down on the grass roots boredly, took a quick look at the sky, then sighed deeply before turning around, bowing then tapping on the window of the horse carriage. “Mr Dewey, will we find a place to rest? The sky is dark.”

In the horse-drawn carriage, Dewey, whose reading was interrupted, raised his head, opened the window and saw the sunset on the horizon. “Good.”

Sia immediately replied. Right now a horse was galloping from the front and arrived in front of the horse carriage. A protective knight of the Rollin family was slightly panting. “Master Manager, there's a small town ahead. It seems to be the only place we can choose to rest tonight.”

Sia who was once a horse feeder is still not used to being called ‘Master Manager’. But the honest man raised his hat and nodded at the young knight riding in front of him. “Master spoke up. We rest in front today.”

Seeing the loyal and resolute face of the young knight, Sia sighed inwardly. “Simple young man.”

Only the twenty protective knights who followed Young Master Dewey returned home to the ancestral home of Rollin.

As the eldest son of Earl Raymond - the second man of the imperial military command, Dewey traveled far but only carried twenty protectors, himself who was ‘manager’ and a coachman.

His line of followers is too few.

It should be known that the noble families in the imperial capital would bring many servants and guards even if it was just an excursion.

these two protective knights were chosen with ‘cermat’.

Everyone knew that Young Master Dewey had been completely disliked by the family. The future of the family is with his sister. Although it is not said explicitly, everyone knows that the status of ‘heir of family’ has been revoked from Young Master Dewey.

Undoubtedly the future of those who follow an employer sent to the hometown to take care of family property is very bleak. Everyone has a desire to move forward. Everyone wanted to live in a prosperous imperial capital. No one wants to follow a useless employer into the interior to live an ordinary life.

Especially the knights. Who wouldn't want to stay in the imperial capital? If it stayed at the Earl's side, it was possible to rise through the ranks by relying on martial skills. So when it was arranged to accompany Young Master Dewey back home, everyone dodged. No knight would be willing to waste his time accompanying the failed master back to the village to take care of the peasants.

As a result, the twenty knights who ended up being chosen were undoubtedly a bunch of unlucky people. Among them there are less great in martial arts, not seen as important, usually aloof, disliked and ostracized coworkers, and plain young people who are easily deceived.

Looking at the young knight who came back after searching for a path clue, Sia judged him inwardly. He must be an innocent young man who doesn't understand. Not yet aware that they have all been exiled.

After coming out of the imperial capital, everyone felt lethargic all the way. Only Young Master Dewey still maintained a relaxed attitude.

Despite being exiled, they did not hear this Young Master complaining at all. Every day he simply read books brought from home in the horse-drawn carriage, rarely spoke, and was gentle with people.

Pulling back the complicated thoughts, Sia shouted loudly, telling everything to move faster. The mood of this former horse feeder who is now a caretaker is quite good. At least he's very good at entertaining himself. Fuck'em. Be exiled or whatever, whatever. After all, he used to be just a horse feeder. He could be like today thanks to Young Master. Even if only a ‘manager’ was exiled, at least his monthly salary increased by several gold coins. It's reality.

Touching the money bag in his arms, Manager Sia commented a smile.

Hm, listen, the girl in the southern Cotte province of the empire has smooth skin and a small body. Who knows I could marry a woman here.

The Giant Wood City was the only city within a hundred mile radius. This town of hundreds of residents has only one tavern with a very simple name: Giant Wooden Shop.

The shop is the only store so the business is quite good. Cheap alcoholic drinks, cheap barbecues, cheap prostitutes. The lower classes also need entertainment, right?

When Dewey's car arrives in front of the tavern, Dewey lifts his head and closes the book, then extinguishes the lantern.

Getting out of the car, Dewey saw a rusty board hanging above the tavern swinging in the wind. The noise inside was heard outside. There's a light in the window.

Dewey's in last. The knights had completed the task when he entered. Empty a spot, clean the table, then surround Dewey in a safe circle.

Shop customers rated Dewey, the very young boy.

Dewey is tall. After all, he was born into the Rollin family - a martial arts family. It's just that his body is a little thin. The beautiful clothes on his body, even the collar and the tip of the arm were decorated with lace, showing his noble status. In addition to Rollin's distinctive reddish hair that was rather conspicuous, the impression he gave was learned and weak.

Pale face, slender body, white and silent, with a book in hand.

The other protective knights had already started moving the suitcase. Sia gave me some coins. The tavern boss immediately cleaned up some rooms, arranged people to feed the horses and others.

And at this moment Dewey was holding back various strange gazes from around.

“Oh, it seems he's a lord of nobility!”

“Wah, why would a noble lord come to a place like this?”

“Bos, I think you should keep the seat that the boy occupied. Who knows can sell it at a high price!”

A moment later, the store was noisy again. People talk about Dewey and his entourage. The cheesy little shop the arrival of the noble lord in luxurious clothes was obviously a rare thing.

Some women with thick makeup, thin clothing that exposes the shoulders and cleavage tried to approach with Dewey. But Old Sia threw out all those whores.

After being pushed aside, the two prostitutes could not help but scold Sia with the area's slang. Sia doesn't care either. A drunk hugged the whore. “Aha! Honey, what good is a kid? Better let me love you.” Finished speaking, he pinched the woman's butt. The prostitute smiled and immediately sat on the laps of the drunk man.

Calmly, Dewey had a glass of beer. When the people around pointed at him, he just frowned.

The knights also looked listless. In this place full of cheap booze and powder, they began to lament over the future.

Aish.. if only I could stay in the imperial capital!

At this moment, the door of the tavern opened, then several people entered, three men and one woman. Judging from their dusty faces and expensive clothes, they were definitely not locals. Outsiders like Dewey and the others.

The store was instantly silent as all the men focused their gazes on the girl among the few people.

The girl was around eighteen or nineteen years old, with long brown hair and a beautiful face that clearly had a strong attraction towards the opposite sex. The leather armor worn was clearly classy and was somehow made of what monster skin, emitting a blue tint. The top also has some strange patterns. The lower body is very hot. He wears shorts, showing his snow-white plump thighs. A dagger tied to his thigh. The machete hung on the waist, a small bow on the back, with a row of silver arrows stuck in the tube.

Judging from the bright silver arrow, Dewey recognized that it was pure silver. It was a luxury to use bows and arrows made of pure silver.

The beautiful girl's plump thighs instantly became the focal point of the men in the tavern. He unintentionally bent over, and his unique leather armor neckline revealed a white cleavage. Instantly, the two drunk men sitting nearby widened their eyes and the beer glass in their hands fell to the floor.

Of the few male friends of the girl, a strong man with a bull-like body was wearing armor and carrying a heavy shield on his back. Judging from his masculine look and the incredible muscles and scars on his arms, he was definitely a strong warrior. The other one was skinny and looked sharp. A long bow hung over his shoulder. Judging from the black bowstring, his slender and powerful fingers, as well as the black iron ring on the finger, he must be an archer.

And it was the last man Dewey noticed the most.

He was in a long gray robe with a simple face, but his eyes were emitting sharp lightning. Her clothes were so simple that everyone ignored her.

However, Dewey paid the most attention to the man. Because his entire body was wrapped in a robe, and on his chest was a silver leaf-shaped badge.

Residents of this place do not know the badge, but another case with Dewey. The knowledgeable knights of the Rollin family knew him as well.

This ash-robed man was a magician. Even though it was only the lowest level mages.

But the silver leaf badge in front of his chest undoubtedly showed that he was a true magician who passed the certification of the magic society.

After searching the badge for some time, a thought came to Dewey's mind.