The Devil's Escape Diary

The human retired, Corso handed in the herald, and said, "Call Tony here."

Soon, a Wing Demon appeared in the tent.

This Wing Demon is the guy who fought with Hughes.

For Corso's call, Tony was frightened: "His Royal Highness."

"I need you to perform a mission. I don't like to talk nonsense. This mission will be dead for a lifetime, go?" Corso asked.

Tony's face turned pale, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "If it is your Highness's order, Tony will die!"

"Very good." Corso said: "The people who bring you, I need you to lead the eight hundred horrors into the Silver Moon Forest. There will be humans who will show you the way."

Tony looked up suddenly: "Terror?"

The horror said it was a demon, rather it was a kind of unwise combined demon.It is a high-level cannon fodder role refined by the demon warlocks.

They are extremely ugly, infinitely powerful, knowing no pain, and only follow simple instructions, even if the instructions are for them to hit the city wall, they will rush past without hesitation!

Is your Highness going to commit suicide attacks?

"Someone will tell you the specific situation. Just listen to him." Corso squinted and said, "But I need you to do one thing."

"His Royal Highness, please speak."

"Keep in mind what that person said to you, and then cover your own life." Corso threw him a bottle of potion and an orb: "Warlock's fake death potion, if you can meet The spy next time, tell that guy what the human has ordered you. Give him the orb by the way."

Tony was puzzled, but in the end he just bowed his head and said: "I understand your Highness, what if I didn't meet that guy?"

"Destroy the beads, find a way to come back." Corso said, waved Tony down.

After the guy left, Corso said to himself: "That person is suddenly interested in the affairs of the academy. He should have something to do with the human named Anna? Hugh, your kid suddenly disappeared at this time, is it a coincidence? I hope my guess is correct. Hey, I went to the human kingdom desperately, and now...I don't know what those humans are going to do!"

ps: There are so many purchasing agents...But I am not at home in Hangzhou now. If you really need it, you can chat with me in groups. When I go home, I can check it out or if I buy it at home, I will ask.But this stuff.... I heard that the freight is not cheap.And only by bus, not by air.Air transportation is prone to problems.Moreover, it seems that the cats have to be vaccinated...and it is also money.

ps: Ask for votes, ask for votes!!!!Today, the recommended ticket is less than 1,000, and the monthly ticket is only 40.....There are less than 30 blades....Ahhhh, there is no motivation!!

Chapter six hundred and nineteen: You don't even know this?

About three days have passed since the first class, and Hughes started his second class.

This time, there is no need for Seuss to emphasize anything.

This group of voluntary followers, Hughes, learns.

"The mage's melee weapons don't need to be too long." Hughes said: "That makes no sense. Short knives, daggers, and short sticks will do. For other distances, you have to trust the staff in your hands."

"But Professor." A guy named Caesar said. This guy is one of two nobles, and his family is a hereditary viscount: "Most of our staffs are made of wood. How does this... compare with the sharp blade? "

"The blessing equipment is hardened." Fisher next to him said: "This should be enough, right?"

Seuss nodded: "Yes, but I have another suggestion, that is, the special wand. Although the magic transmission of iron wand is not as good as that of wood, if you add some mithril in, you can offset this gap."

"Mithril?" Caesar grinned straight after hearing these two words: "Then I still use hardened magic handles. It's too expensive to take things. One gram of Mithril costs one hundred gold coins. Such a staff... plus It may cost 10,000 to 20,000 gold coins to burn the array text on it. What kind of staff is this? This is a golden stick."

"Golden rods are not as expensive as it." A fellow with the haircut next to him said: "You can make a staff with pure gold."

His name is Jia Luo and his family is a little nobleman.

"Yes, professor." Some civilian students looked at Hughes with helpless faces: "We can't afford those."

Seuss thought for a while and pointed to Fisher: "Don't you forget? Your senior is an alchemist, and not just him."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they glanced at Fisher.

"Senior." This time, even Caesar and Gallo smiled at Fisher: "You can get Mithril."

Fisher looked at Seuss, who just shrugged his shoulders and let him take care of it.

Simply, Fisher took a deep breath and said: "Don't think about Mithril, would I be so poor if I had Mithril? And, after all, everyone is still a magician, and iron staff is fine, but I can help you Some other busy."

"For example, burn a hardened magic circle on your existing staff, and you only need to inject a little magic into it when you need it."

Suddenly several people laughed: "Thank you, senior."

But many students still have a bitter expression: "But senior, we... there is no place on the staff."

"Magic scroll." Fisher continued: "Prepare a hardened scroll so that you can use it when you don't have magic power. Of course, you can give me the wand, and I will see how to harden him."

"awesome!"

Fisher did not forget to remind: "Of course, the materials are self-care."

This sentence immediately caused everyone to laugh.

"Alright." Hughes clapped his hands and asked everyone to look around, and said: "Today I am going to teach you how to deal with wizards. As wizards, you should know best what the weaknesses of wizards are. Remember, No matter what battle it is or who it is fighting against, there is only one essence of it! That is to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses..."

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After the course was over, Fisher talked about his laboratory, and everyone broke up, leaving only Seuss and Fisher to go back together.

"Professor." On the way, Fisher said with a smile on his face, "Thank you."

Hughes shook his head: "Thank me for what?"

"Let them come to me." Fisher said: "Although it may be a one-sentence thing to you, to me...this...Oh, I don't know how to say it. . After all, other teachers see me like hiding the plague god, our previous teacher, I just talked to him..."

"Stop." Seuss stopped Fisher. He sighed and said: "Fisher, everyone's time is precious. You are wasting people's precious time by talking nonsense, so that others can Avoid you?"

Fisher scratched his head: "But I can't control this mouth. It's uncomfortable not to say so many things."

Hughes thought for a while, then shook his head: "Forget it, pay attention to yourself. I'm just doing a favor today. If you take them away by yourself, no one can help you."

"Professor I know." Fisher bowed deeply to Seuss: "Thank you. I'm leaving now."

"let's go."

Seeing Fisher leaving, Seuss shook his head.This person is obviously four or five years older than himself, so why can't he feel it at all?

Just as Hughes was about to go back, he found a golden retriever standing on his way.

Hughes frowned slightly. He stepped forward and walked to the man with a smile: "Isn't this little Duke Philips. Waiting for me here?"

Philips’ face was marked with a noble’s smirk: “Yes, it’s busy to teach you courses, so I have to wait here.”

"What?" Hugh said with a curious look: "Is the little duke planning to join our class? This...a bit unruly, compared to my side which only accepts magicians. You are a knight and forget it."

Philips raised his brows, he suppressed the slightest displeasure in his heart, and said: "You don't bother to study things, and some of the family is guided by a famous teacher." He deliberately bit the stress on the family and the famous teacher.