Chapter 1

Devil's law

As a matter of fact, it's in Dewey; When Rowling was just born, no one dared to call him an idiot. Even he was once thought to be a genius of the Rowling family.

Three years ago, Dewey got out of the countess's belly and came to the world. After that, she was shocked by the maids who were in charge of the delivery at that time.

Because he didn't cry or shout, and he never needed adults to coax him. His life is more normal than that of an adult. He wakes up, opens his mouth to eat and sleeps every day. But every day in addition to open mouth things, the child's mouth is almost not willing to make any sound, the only thing he does every day is in a daze... Staring at a pair of eyes in a daze.

He doesn't even have a record of wetting his bed. Because he had learned to gently shake the bell beside the cradle. For a long time, every time the bell came from master Dewey's cradle, the maid immediately ran to fetch him a urinal. Such a move made the whole family praise the young master for his intelligence since childhood. He must be a genius of the Rowling family in the future.

Unfortunately, the word "genius" has been hanging on his head for less than half a year and lost its luster... Because he can't speak.

Children of his age, at his age, can already babble, or pop out simple pronunciation, such as "Dad, mom, pee" and so on. However, master duvet's mouth seemed to have been sealed by a super magician. Even if the countess taught him to speak, his mouth would not be able to jump out even a note.

Even if he is a natural mute, he can at least hum twice, but the young master is silent like a stone. Cold, hot, hungry, to facilitate, will only ring the bell.

When she was three years old, the young master's golden mouth had not been opened. The countess invited countless excellent doctors, and even several famous magicians to see if her son had been cursed by magic, but nothing happened. At last, even the most optimistic Countess could not help sighing. It seemed that her son was an idiot.

Fortunately, three-year-old young duvet still learned to walk. Although still faltering, there is no difference between children of the same age.

Just such a child, can't cry, can't laugh, also can't speak, all day long so in a daze. Apart from idiots, there's really nothing to explain.

Even a month ago, there was a storm of thunder and lightning in the sky, and the rain was pouring down. Even the grand canal outside the imperial capital almost burst, but a big event happened in the Earl's residence.

The young duvet, while taking care of his maid, didn't notice. He climbed out of the room and stood in the courtyard in the rain, looking up at the sky. Under the thunder and lightning in the sky, the child didn't seem to be afraid at all - maybe an idiot doesn't know what fear is.

On the contrary, he clenched two small fists and suddenly yelled at heaven!

The young master, who hadn't opened his mouth for three years, just stood in the rain and yelled at the thunderbolts like crazy. He let the rain wash on his little body. When the servants found out, he was from head to foot, as if he had been fished out of the water. His whole body was shivering with cold, his face was pale, and his lips were purple.

The countess who came to see this scene immediately fainted. The servant in the house quickly carried the young master and his wife into the room. The lady soon woke up and cried bitterly with her son who had fainted. The doctor who had been called was very tired for a long time and fed all kinds of medicine, Two more magicians were invited to defend their son with the light healing spell for a long time.

Can see the child's body or a little bit of cold down. Immediately, the countess ran to the temple of the goddess of light in the imperial capital as if she were crazy. She invited a black priest to perform the goddess blessing spell on the child. The countess knelt in front of the goddess in the temple of the goddess of light all night and prayed for her son.

To the next day, the child's body finally warm up, a small life is saved. It's just another day and night of coma. When she was in a coma, the countess was holding her son almost without food or sleep. Two days later, the countess's pretty face was already haggard. All of a sudden, master Dewey in his sleep began to speak. He closed his eyes, but he seemed to be talking in a dream. A few byte notes came out of his mouth. But after listening to the voice for a long time, we didn't know what it meant. I think this idiot young master hasn't learned to speak. What he said is all meaningless babbling.

But the countess wept with joy, and after listening to the child for a long time, she finally got a nod. Looking back at a group of silent servants, he whispered, "is there a servant named mad who usually takes care of the young master?"

After looking at each other for a long time, a bold man finally stooped and said, "madam, it seems that there is no one named mad who is in charge of the young master's living..."

Then the Earl of Manchuria searched all over the house, but he found a servant in the stable who was feeding the horse. His name was madder, who was immediately brought to him by his wife.

"My son is calling your names in his sleep... Mad... I don't know why he called your names, but I think it's a sign from the goddess of light. Blessed by the goddess, from today on, you don't have to feed your horses. Transfer to the young master's side." Madden was overjoyed when he suddenly jumped from the lowest groom to the side of the young master in the count's house. He seemed to see the bright future waving to him! However, Duwei himself didn't know in his sleep. He was just in a moment of anger and ran outside to yell at God. After a rain, he almost let go of his life. More do not know, just because he was in a coma when scolded two "damn", so there is a person and greatly benefited. Young master Duwei's long and serious illness has been quite sick for a month, but his body, which was originally a child, has become weaker and weaker. A full month later, his little face appears a bit of blood color again. However, as always, the young master did not speak. Since he woke up, he did not spit out half a note from his mouth. Even the servant named "mad" whom he "appointed" in his sleep, the young master didn't give him any good looks. He was in a daze every day. The only difference is that when the maid around occasionally talked about her serious illness, the countess had been holding herself for two days and nights without sleep, and had knelt in front of the goddess for a whole night... After that, when the countess came to visit her son every day, she found that when the child's eyes turned to her, there was a trace of warmth.