The Devil's Escape Diary

"Third, if Anna fails, what can you do. Watch her die in battle? Or are you pushed to the gallows, or you two are pushed up together?"

Each of Charles' three questions hit Marshall's heart fiercely.

He gritted his teeth and whispered, "What about the others?"

"Allen, Abel, Philips. All three of them can keep Anna safe." Charles sighed, "Although it is cruel, this is true."

"What about that Hughes?" Marshall looked at his father. "Can he do it too?"

"I don't know." Charles said, "but you can take a look at them."

Marshall looked into the dance floor. Seuss and Anna looked at each other. They were not like dancing partners at the party, but more like a couple at this time.

Charles's voice sounded again: "A genius who had never seen it suddenly appeared, and his target was only Anna. I don't know the origin of Seuss, or his background, but there is a little..." Charles said in a voice. Then he looked at his son: "He knows what he is facing better than you, and he is fearless."

Marshall was silent. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Father, I understand now. But...if I continue to insist, will you support me?"

"I'm your father, your family." Charles's tone was flat, as if to say another trivial thing: "As long as you don't be evil, I will always support your thoughtful choice."

With that, Charles turned and left: "Think carefully, kid."

Marshall looked at the dance floor below and thought about it silently.

Until Seus and Anna came back.

He had planned to invite Anna to dance another dance after returning, but now he didn't speak.

"What are you thinking?" Anna couldn't help asking when seeing Marshall's strange expression.

Marshall was clever, then shook his head: "Nothing."

At this time, a few nobles came over, maybe they saw Anna and Hughes dancing together, they also thought about it.

Then Marshall saw Anna, who was still smiling, changed her face instantly, making people tremble with cold.

The four went away dingy, and Marshall went silent.

Until the end of the banquet, Marshall did not offer Anna an invitation, just listened to the chat with Xiusanna without a word.

After the banquet, a person appeared in front of them.

Abel.

Marshall didn't know the strongest bet between Seuss and this sanctuary, and after learning about it, he was suddenly surprised.

He offered to watch the game.

Seuss and Abel are not the kind of twitching people, naturally they agreed.

Hughes is a professor, so the venue is simple.

A martial arts field.

He did not choose to simulate the space, after all, the capacity of that place is limited, and a high-level magic needs to be applied.

The martial arts field opens, with two spectators and two contestants.

Marshall didn't know why he wanted to follow.

Husse and Abel have no politeness. They stood on both sides of the martial arts venue, and Anna will count down.

As the countdown ended, the two shot at the same time.

Marshall has seen the skill of Seuss, whether it is easy to deal with those demons, or fight with the brotherhood in the academy, he has seen it.

But there is no horizontal comparison, I only know how powerful it is, not how powerful it is.

But now there is.

The first thing he saw was magic. First, the combination of trap magic and attack magic blocked Abel's attack, and then the state magic blessed on himself.

When Abel was approaching, there was a bloody grudge that he had never seen before ignited in Husseus.

The weapons of the two collided crazily, and the intensity of the elements continued to heat up in the martial arts field.

In Marshall watching the game... a deep sense of powerlessness arose.

He moved his eyes away from the two who were still fighting, and moved to Anna.

He found that Anna had a smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were staring at the figure of Seuss, the look in her eyes was like a wife waiting for her hero to return.

Marshall watched for a long time, and finally, he sighed.

This guy didn't say hello to anyone, not even Anna.

He slowly withdrew from the martial arts field.

"Perhaps my father was right." On the way back, Marshall muttered to himself: "Anna and Hughes knew what they were going to face from the beginning, and I... don't seem to know."

He looked at the sky and grinned: "There are some things that can be done by someone who is capable. I don't want to be a burden."

"Hughes...Don't let Anna down!"

ps: Fourth, it is now the 29th, remind me again.I found that after every reminder, some people still forget...why...

ps: Originally I wanted to write a chapter on combat, but think about it...that's a bit pointless.Simply changed.

ps: I asked for a ticket before going to bed!!!

Chapter 642: Will of the universe?

"happy!"

The ground of the martial arts field has been lifted three floors, and Huos and Abel have been wet with sweat.

Without using high-level magic and charged attacks, of course, Abel never gave Seuss time to chant spells and accumulate power. The extra points of Seuss were so high that he actually beat Abel. Tied.

Although this has something to do with neither side using fighting techniques, for example, Abel didn't attack its vitals, and Hughes didn't use the Qinghong sword to cut iron like mud to bully people.

"Admire." These words are from the bottom of the heart. The general high-ranking demon of Demon Race can bully at will, but this human... gives Husse a completely different feeling.

How should I put it, the longer Hughes has been in contact with humans in this world, the more he will understand why these guys can occupy the most fertile land in the mainland.

They have no inheritance of blood talent, but they can always produce miraculous individuals.

Abel shook his head: "Lost."

Hughes smiled and said, "I have been pressed and beaten by you, so I didn't say that I lost."