The Devil's Escape Diary

The Devil's Escape Diary Chapter 217

Barbara rested her chin and thought deeply: "It looks like it is."

"Have you not seen it?"

"Nothing."

"......"

"Found it!" Hughes stopped turning the page. He came to the big pit with the magic encyclopedia and his staff, while still not forgetting to say: "Keep your people away."

Although Debbie didn't believe in Seuss a bit, she was too embarrassed to say to Seuss when she saw that Seuss was so serious. After all, she went to him for help.

Just ask Master Carlisle to help if the third prince messes up.

Debbie waved his hand to make the guards and his entourage retreat, and Hughes started to mutter words.

However, a few minutes passed, and Hughes was still muttering words.

If it weren't for Debbie's sensitivity to the elements as a sacrificial wizard, she could feel the concentration of the surrounding elements, she would feel that Seuss was fooling people.

After a few more minutes, Huus who was chanting the spell stopped abruptly. His staff was facing the ground a little bit. Then, a tremor came, and there was a pit that was almost as wide as the pit. Soil wall!

"It turned out to be!" Debbie said incredulously, and the gaze she looked at Seuss also brought shock.

As a priest and a chamber of commerce branch president, although he is the leader of the Devil’s score, he also dealt with some humans when he returned to the orc empire. The colleague’s sacrificial ceremonies have everything recorded. She knows that magicians can’t Hold the magic!

From the fluctuation of magic, she can feel that this is a middle-level magic, but...how did Hugh hold it for so long?

Not only that, but when did intermediate magic become so simple?Can you release it just by looking at the book?

This is not a high-level magician using intermediate magic!If you can use magic with a book of magic, mankind would have dominated the continent long ago!

There was a slight movement in her heart, this third prince may not only show these strengths on the face.

Now Debbie looked at Seuss in addition to doubts, and more of it was already keenly interested.

In the environment of the imperial capital, what kind of person is this prince who has endured for more than ten years?

If Hughes knew what she was thinking, she might have laughed.

However, this section of the road is a hundred meters long, and a magic range of Hughes is ten meters. After drinking a few bottles of potions, Hughes' intermediate magic is released one by one.

Proficiency is getting higher and higher.

A group of people seemed to watch Hughes throwing magic out, even the demons wondered, can magic be put together like this?

After a while, the team was lifted up, and by the way, this pothole trap became an obstacle course.

Hughes clapped his hands: "It's almost there."

Hughes used magic to lift up this picture. As for the gravel inside, these people had to clean up by themselves, but fortunately, this was a trivial matter.

The guards began to pull the car down like a dream, and the servant door also began to count some goods. The group of people now looked at Seuss like an idol.

It was the third prince who helped everyone out just now, but now it is the third prince who helps everyone save trouble.Sure enough, all the rumors are fake!If this prince is a waste, what are the other two?

After a while, a guy who didn't have a housekeeper ran over and said, "My lord, the inventory is complete, and everything in the car is there. Although some were sprinkled, they are all gathered back."

Debbie breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't lose anything?"

The butler shook his head: "I haven't found it yet, but I'm not sure because there is no fine comparison. It's not safe here. We'll talk about it after we enter the city."

Barbara suddenly appeared: "You want to know if anything was lost in it."

Debbie looked at Barbara: "After all, there was such a big movement just now, so be careful."

"It's easy! Come with me." Barbara led the way, and saw she walked to a carriage, patted the box pulled on the back of the carriage, and said, "There is three kilograms of things missing."

She walked to the next car and patted it, and then said, "This is five catties."

He switched to the third one, patted and shook his head: "This is no problem, I shouldn't have lost anything."

When it came to the fourth car, Barbara grinned: "Tsk tusk, I hope it doesn't contain anything expensive, this one lost at least 20 catties."

When it was the fifth one, Barbara's mouth cracked: "I know this, you guys loaded gold coins, but listening to this voice, there shouldn't be more than a thousand inside."

Seuss looked silly, including Debbie also staring at Barbara.

The housekeeper took the list in the first car and quickly compared the contents of the car. When Barbara finished talking about the tenth car, he turned his head and looked at Debbie: "There are indeed about ten missing items here. The magic core, the intermediate one, is... about three kilograms."

Debbie swiped and looked at Barbara: "How did you do it!"

Hughes also brushed and looked at Barbara: "Hey! How long have you been stepping on it!"

ps: The fourth shift, today recommends 1366, enters monthly ticket 32, today blade 37....... Do I need five shifts???

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Six: Winter Lincheng (five more)

When the team was resting, the butler roughly counted the losses.

After the first verification, the housekeeper doesn't need to open the box for the following things, just a rough calculation.

When the team was resting on the road, this guy came up and reported: "President, this time the loss is about five thousand gold coins."

When talking, the guy lowered his head.

"Five thousand gold coins." Debbie clenched his fist: "This is the first time I have suffered such a big loss after a business trip for so many years!"

Seuss asked calmly from the side: "Do you have to be accountable when you go back?"

Debbie waved the butler down, looked at Seuss and said: "The loss of five thousand gold coins will definitely be taken down, but accountability will not be enough."

"Five thousand gold coins." Hugh smacked his lips and said, "I just went to see it. More than 30 goblins died, 18 high goblins died, three redskin demons died, and the ogres dropped. Four bodies, more than fifty people, got five thousand gold coins."

Debbie tilted her head: "What does your highness mean?"

"Nothing." Hugh took a sip from the wine glass on the table, and said with emotion: "A life is less than one hundred gold coins...It's really cheap."

Debbie wondered: "His Royal Highness, what do you count? You know that these hundred gold coins may be enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime."

"That's right." Barbara also said over there: "Many soldiers who went to the battlefield to sell their lives, the monthly salary is only a few dozen silver coins, this group of people makes a lot of money."

Hughes thought for a while, did not speak, they were right, in this world, in the cognition of intelligent creatures, it seems that gold coins are more valuable than lives.

Seuss simply changed the subject: "Barbara, did you find out how these things were lost?"

Barbara spread her hands: "I dug up the soil slope you made, boss, and found that there are holes below. It is estimated that the collapsed pit is to restrict the convoy. There are many tunnels around the pit. There should be crypt dwarves hidden there, and the robber’s attack is to cover them to steal."

"Furthermore, the things that were thrown by the vehicles were spilled by themselves. Those who were lucky and didn't fall over didn't lose anything. These people should not get out of the ground all the time, just picking up leaks on the ground, plus everyone’s attention. They are all outside, and no one notices them anymore."