Demon Laws
Chapter 48: Ribet Items In The Secret Room

What gunpowder could be accidentally obtained in this world?

Making weapons, updating the trends of the times, changing the era of iron weapons to the era of firearms?

Joking!

Dewey was not stupid to think that by possessing gunpowder, he could make firearms. First, why make weapons? A coup? A war? Dewey was not interested. Second, does it make firearms that easy? Never mind weapons, having discovered gunpowder, the Chinese only used it to make fireworks for centuries in previous lives.

Are firearms so easy to make? Let alone pistols, cannons, or complete weapons, even the easiest bullets Dewey could not create.

Moreover, this is a world of magic. Having a gun and cannon in this world is not necessarily as easy as magic.

As long as the lowest level mages could fly with wind techniques and use fireball techniques, it could basically already be considered a human combat helicopter.

In such a situation, what was the benefit of using gunpowder and basic technology to make cannons?

What can gunpowder be used for?

Dewey's mind was very simple, which was to make money.

After creating the McDonald's Fleet, the Black Pearl Ship, and Captain Jack Sparrow, Dewey, increasingly accustomed to the world, begins to take an interest in the world.

Interest in something other than magic.

After all he can't go back, so there's no harm in playing around, right.

Even the great demon maids were unable to send him back, Dewey had basically given up. All ignorance appears in Dewey who has opened his heart. I don't know what kind of trouble he'll create in the end.

At least now his mind was full of ideas to shock the poor old housekeeper.

After returning to the castle, Dewey called the most important servant he saw, Sia. Sia is in charge of Dewey's finances. When they were expelled from the imperial capital, the thousand gold coins given by the Countess were still in the hands of this servant.

“How much money do we have?” dewey asked simply.

Sia answered quickly. “Eight hundred ninety-two gold coins.” Silent for a moment, the loyal servant added. “Because the wooden house and the items you bought have eaten pocket money for several months, and your allowance has been stopped since this month, we can only use our own money.”

There was a sense of annoyance in Sia's voice that was mainly addressed to Housekeeper Hill. It seems that this former horse-feeding giver was pressured by the old housekeeper to the point of being crowded.

“In addition, we can not expect to get coins from the housekeeper in a year.” Dewey sighed.

“Ya!” Sia's a little moody. “Young Master, I think you should think of an idea. Earl is so mean to you. Anyway, you're still a kid. Besides, the incident this time is not your fault. Do you want to be taken hostage? I, anyway, have an idea.”

“What?”

Sia thought then said in a small voice. “Two months later was the Countess' birthday. If you send a gift to the imperial capital, all of you write a letter begging Madam. As long as the Madam helps you to plead to the Earl, maybe your sentence period could be ended early.”

Dewey nodded. “Good idea, dear Sia. That's a good idea. Even if Mom doesn't beg, I should give you a gift for your birthday. But what gift can be bought with only eight hundred gold coins?”

Sia was silent, because it was beyond her thinking ability.

Dewey did not plan to ask Sia for ideas. He patted Sia on the shoulder. “Already, I have my own idea. Thanks for reminding me. Now, I need you to do something for me.”

Dewey immediately gave a list to Sia.

“Buy the items that are on this list. Besides, I also need a handyman I wrote there.”

Sia received the list, took a quick look at it and counted in her heart, then her eyeballs almost popped out. “Young Master, if you buy all these items plus recruit a handyman, afraid our money will be left a little.”

Sia had said it subtly. Actually he wants to say, “Fear not a single coin will be left.”

Dewey smiled confidently. “Sia, do as I say. Take it easy, next time we'll be rich. Very, very rich. I've got a huge amount of money out, but it can't be expected in two months. My mother's birthday is two months away. I have to think of an idea. Already, go.”

How, anyways? The plan that the McDonald Fleet pirates ran was completed in three months. After that, he would only have a lot of gold coins.

For now he has no cash.

Dewey had seen the secret room that was under the workspace last night.

Not gold or jewels, but items that make Dewey dizzy after seeing it. Those items were undoubtedly very valuable indeed, but it was difficult to sell them in an instant.

For example, a set of samurai armor stitched with over 300 high-quality gems and gold threads. Such things are useless in battle. But as a work of art, it is very valuable.

However, it may not be sold in the small town of Rollin Plain, should it be in a big city like Walker Port or the imperial capital.

If Dewey really needed the money, he could remove the gems in the armor and sell them. However, doing so would ruin a fantastically valuable piece of art. Such a foolish, loss-making thing Dewey wouldn't do.

Then there is also a crown made of the best natural amethyst. The crown was made by a skilled craftsman on the orders of His Majesty the Emperor when he was in his prime four hundred years ago. Twenty-nine high-quality magic gems were encrusted in the crown. Then there are thorn flowers made of mithril and large prismatic diamonds in the petals.

Dewey wasn't the first to see the crown. He's seen it in books before.

Listen, that priceless crown was a gift from the emperor to the new Pope who was enthroned and crowned in the Temple of Light on the plains at that moment.

Unfortunately, in the interracial war to the north of the plains the next, namely the revival of the Rollin family, which acquired the entire Rollin Plain in the chaos of war.

The crown stored in the Temple of Light mysteriously disappeared.

It was considered one of the greatest dishonors in hundreds of years by the Temple of Light. The crown of the papal coronation is gone. In the hundreds of years that followed, every pope who succeeded to the throne made the search for the coronation crown one of the wishes passed down from generation to generation.

So, would Dewey dare to sell such an item?

Perhaps the second day after he sold it, the temple knights would come to kill him.

In total there were nineteen items left behind by Semel in that secret room. Each item was a complicated item that was worth hundreds of millions, but could not be sold.

Actually after looking at those items last night, Dewey thought, what kind of woman was Semel then?

Where did he get those things?

Dewey asked Semel's replica, but he didn't know, because information about the objects wasn't in his replica's memory.

Thus, even if Dewey had nineteen valuables, he remained dizzying about money in no time.

He was not short of money, but rather short of emergency cash.

After making a decision, he had Sia buy an item with eight hundred gold coins remaining. So in the next three months, Dewey who was the Earl's esteemed eldest son as well as the great young master of the Rollin family, really did not have a single coin.

Once calculated, for magic experiments, magic potion configurations, and magic extracts required ingredients that were continuously purchased.

How could he get a thousand to two thousand gold coins to buy them?

Dewey spent his lunch time thinking about how to make money. The lunch menu is not bad, which is a few pieces of gently fried goose liver, toast, and a bowl of fragrant seafood soup. Other than following the Earl's order to ban Dewey from going out and block his economy, the old housekeeper obviously did not make it difficult for this Young Master and paid enough attention to his appetite. The goose liver and seafood Dewey liked were not cheap, but in the daily consumption of food, the old housekeeper dared not treat Dewey badly.

After lunch, Dewey had tea. There is no coffee in the world, but there is tea. It's just that the habit of drinking tea is different from Dewey in his previous life. The nobles like to add a little honey or gum in the tea. Some who like the unique flavor will add a little mustard and such.

The tea flavor in this world was also thicker than the tea of his previous life.

After drinking a small glass of honey black tea, Dewey saw the old housekeeper rushing over.

Now, Housekeeper Hill disliked his Young Master, as he destroyed a two hundred-year-old oil painting. My God, did he not know that the oil painting was a portrait of the Rollin family's ancestor? Did he not know that the oil painting was centuries old?

He could have burned it!

Hill, the old housekeeper assigned to guard the Rollin family's ancestral property, was very unhappy with the behavior of the little Young Master. He planned to add that in the letter he would send to the imperial capital.

“Young Master, do you still have other orders?” The old housekeeper's attitude included respect, but his tone was a little cold.

“As long as it does not come out, I am free to do anything in the castle, right?” ask Dewey.

“Ya,” replied the old housekeeper with a little uneasy. What else would the little Young Master do?

“Good. I need a waiter who can sew, and take my horse to the doorstep.”