The Devil's Escape Diary

"Since you are in this status, you should be so."

"Speak up." Seuss looked at Babbitt: "How about a deal?"

Babbitt looked at Seuss: "What deal? I don't know what you want to know."

Hughes did not answer, but asked, "Do you think I look like a human?"

Bobby Nodded.

"Then since you are a high-level magician, you must be a member of the Mage Association? There should be some tokens on your body?" Hughes asked: "In this way, you give me some things that can prove your identity, and I will let you Have a good time."

"What does your Highness want that thing for?"

Hughes spread his hands: "If I can't fight in the future, my eldest brother can at least run. It's so obvious that I am in the Demon Race. If I want to go, I am still safe with you humans. Give me something to prove that I am your disciple. The human kingdom can also be mixed."

"His Royal Highness, you may be disappointed." Babbitt said gleefully: "I have never dealt with those old things from the Mage Association. Not to mention people from the Mage Association."

"Huh?" Hugh didn't believe it: "Where did your high-level strength come from?"

Babbitt smiled and said, "I work hard, I am a wild mage."

"What about your taste?" Hughes continued to ask, "You can't afford it to ordinary people, right? Magician is a profession that burns money, and high-level magician can't go up by hard work. There are no resources. Stacking up, it’s rare for a magician to sell high-level hacks. If you are really a wild mage, advanced high-level alone is enough to make you bankrupt and frugal? Does this kind of life change your appetite?"

Babbitt was stunned when he was eating, and his heart suddenly tightened: "You are playing my words!"

Hughes grinned: "Now it's a bit late to find out."

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Chapter 121: Details determine success or failure (four more)

Babbitt put down the things in his hands, and he looked at Seuss: "Is it late? I think it's not too late, I didn't say anything."

"You have said enough." Hughes stood up and shook his head: "It is undeniable that you are very cautious, even if you know you are going to die, but sometimes, in the threat of death In front of them, what people want to do and say is often beyond their control."

"I have an old saying here that people will die and their words are good. My understanding of him is not that people will say good things when they die, but that when people face death, they often face their own hearts."

Babbitt whispered: "I don't know what you mean by this."

"It's very simple." Hughes laughed: "The conversation you just said was true or false, but whenever it might involve the question of your own identity, you will instinctively tell lies. This is your professionalism. But... if it wasn't the problem in that aspect, you would tell the truth, it was a biological instinct. It was the memory of facing death, and your subconscious was telling you that it really didn't matter if it was said.

"Oh?" Babbitt forcefully pretended to be calm: "Since your Royal Highness is deliberate like this, is it too impatient to show off just after knowing some useless nonsense?"

"Because I have got what I want." Hughes took the crystal from his ear and smiled: "A great writer once said:'A logician does not need to see or hear about the Atlantic Ocean. Or Niagara Cheb, he can guess from a drop of water that it might exist, so the whole life is a huge chain. As long as you see one of the links, the whole chain can be inferred.'"

"Although I don't have the ability, as long as the clues are enough, coupled with bold guesses and the assistance of others, I can still detect something."

Babbitt was a little disbelief, and sneered: "Bluffing is of no use to me, Your Highness, it's just some conversation, what do you know?"

"The Royal Mage." Seuss looked at Babbitt: "You are the Royal Mage of the Locke Kingdom, right?"

Babbitt snorted coldly: "I thought you could give any advice, but it turned out to be such an unreliable answer. Your Highness, I still look at you too highly."

Hughes smiled slightly: "I didn't confirm before, but now...Thank you for telling me the answer."

Babbitt was taken aback: "What did I say?"

Husseus spread his hands: "Obviously, you have forgotten your identity. The person before you is a magician sent by my elder brother to monitor me and even plant a nail. You also said that you are a wild wizard, then, my guess If it does not match this kind of identity, your reaction at this time based on that persona and revealing your identity should be pleasant to hear, or even admit it, right?"

"But you didn't do that." Hughes shook his head: "Because I put pressure on you, making you feel that in the conversation just now you must have said something that reveals your identity. Although you don't admit it, you feel that I did guess it. After all, no one would put up such a battle and show off without asking anything, right?"

"When I said your identity, your expression did not change at all, even with contempt. This is a perfect response method. I have to say that you are very professional. But it is this profession that betrayed you. With your current status In the circumstances and what you said, it is obviously wrong to set up an identity without ecstasy." Hughes continued: "You actually appeared in ecstasy, just when I pointed all the fingers at my elder brother."

Babbitt was dumbfounded, and Hugh's confident look let him know that he really knew it!

It's over.

"I don't understand." Babbitt looked incredible in his eyes: "How did you know! I didn't give any useful information!"

"Multiple clues to locate." Hughes said: "First of all, it is your nostalgia. When you are dying, you miss the dove pie. This is something the northerners of your kingdom love to eat, and it is still eaten by people with identity. This is sure. You are from the north. Some people say that people in the south feel like vomiting when they hear that stuff.

"Second is your taste. Your taste is heavy. As I said earlier, it is an extravagant habit. This proves that your identity is not simple."

"Then it's your positioning of your identity. You said that you don't deal with the group of people in the Mage Association."

"And the above is the truth you told, because in your opinion these are things that you don't need to conceal. Because they have no meaning, including opposition to the Mage Association. It is an instinctive disgust and your own identity. It’s logically self-consistent. And, even if you tell me, it’s okay. Anyway, I’m a demon who has almost never appeared in the capital, right?"

"But someone told me." Hughes smiled and said, "It's not a good thing to oppose the Mage Association. Few guys who offend the Mage Association can live and moisturize, except for...the magicians raised by the big family. Even many magic schools in your kingdom are members of the Mage Association. In this way, many things will be clear, right?"

"A Northern Mage who is opposed to the Mage Association but has enough resources to cultivate his own taste." Hughes squinted: "In your kingdom, only private mage and royal mage group of big families can do it, right?"

Babbitt was completely stupid, but he still didn't give up and asked: "So you used a royal mage to bomb me? This information is probably wrong, you obviously have other options!"

"Because you said you have no family." Hughes replied: "This is the only thing I'm not sure of the truth or not of what you said, because you look like a family in a hurry to run away, but you don't need to be here. Lies about the matter. But.... Coincidentally, before you came, there were actually some humans in this Demon Capital. Some slaves robbed by the Demon Raiders, they told me some information, guess where they came from of?"

Babbitt turned pale and blurted out: "Norton Province!"

"Smart." Hughes laughed: "The royal has taken all the Christians away, except for a little duke who has inheritance rights.....is it all right?"

"You and the Christians have joined forces!" Babbitt exclaimed, "Damn it! You are not so good to her because of Anna's appearance!"

Seeing that there are still many jailers around, Hughes smiled slightly: "You guessed it wrong, your little duke told me everything after seeing me. There is no difference between me and human beings, right?"

Anna outside blushed and whispered: "Shameless!"

Babbitt had already scolded angrily.

"Woman! Damn it! It's a woman again! She told you everything about the magician! The royal wizards adopted orphans with magical talent and she told you!"

"Okay. You don't have much use anymore. The table of dishes is left for you. Eat them well. You may not have a chance in the future."

After that, Hughes turned his head and left the place where the smell made him sick.

ps: The fourth update, the 32-month ticket, 67 blades, how do you feel that tomorrow's five changes are all gone...

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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two: A Nuclear Bomb Hanging Above Your Head

"Although I know you don't want to admit it now." In the dungeon of the magic city, Hugh looked at Anna regretfully: "But it is clear that your country is now in order to deal with your family and even desperately to send people to the enemy to confirm your life and death. ."

The people of Hughes are now in a single room prepared for them by Poros.

Anna lowered her head and said stiffly: "What if...they are here to save me?"

"Come on." Barbara looked at the idiotic expression next to him: "If you save your old thing, do you have to shout at the end? If you save you, when the boss is away, when Carlisle goes out, you can do anything. Come back and send someone to contact you? When the boss and Carlisle were not there, the group just watched and didn't act. It seemed like they were waiting for an opportunity to do you."

"Look." Hughes spread his hands: "This girl understands her IQ."