The Devil's Escape Diary

Later, when the name appeared, someone would sigh.... It made me feel confused... I also checked the front. That's right, the Locke Kingdom is right.No typo.... Why are people surprised every time?

This name is the name that appeared in my head when I thought about the name of the country, and I used it without much thought.Later I discovered that the name appeared because of impressions.But it has been used and cannot be changed...

Solve, why do you keep sighing?

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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Six: Spreading

Seuss wanted to ask a lot, but he didn't have the torture method of the dungeon, he didn't understand that method, and he had no tools.

To get information, Hughes can only choose to deceive.

There are two reasons why a person is unwilling to disclose information, family and country sentiments, or...the threat is too great to say.

Judging from the information previously obtained by Seuss, Whitley's family and country sentiments here are not as valuable as toilet paper, so if he does not talk about intelligence, there must be a threat.

So Hughes needs an identity that allows Whitley to let go of threats, or rather, an identity that is a greater threat.

A desperado who gives up his life for revenge is a good choice.

At this time, Hughes really thanked He Lun at the time, they let all the nobles of the magic capital see the crazy and desperate side of human beings.

In addition, even if Cruz ordered a thorough investigation, no one can find out how the He Lun and the others came.

Maybe it is afraid to find out?

For this reason, adding another layer of fog to the identity of this group of human beings also happened to be used by Hughes.

The strong knife in Hughes's hand moved slightly, and he asked, "Is anyone else?"

"Yes! There are people, you can't just die like this! At least you have to bring out the information!" As a demon, this guy is actually thinking about humans.

"Talk about it." Hughes removed the knife completely.

Whitley breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I, I'm just a speculator! At that time, I got the information that it was the civil strife in the Locke Kingdom. As long as the plundering team is sent, it is a lot of wealth."

Hugh snorted, "Norton Province is not on the border!"

"The intelligence we got is Norton Province." Whitley said immediately: "However, when the raiders came back, they said that Norton Province was in fact not chaotic. It was just a force that could not organize a resistance for some reason. They encountered several troops. But the weak ones are fine."

Hughes said lightly: "I don't think this information has any meaning."

"Anderson! It's the Anderson family!" Whitley said immediately: "This information was revealed after the Anderson family convened a meeting of the nobles!"

"Anderson..." Hugh took a deep breath and asked, "As a border nobleman, what if you put all your energy on the frontal battlefield of the plundering team?"

Whitley was taken aback: "How do you know this?"

"I naturally have my way." Hughes's knife was attached to Whitley's neck again: "Why don't you care about the frontal battlefield?"

"Because the prince said that humans are no longer good!" Whitley said immediately: "You don't need to care about the frontal battlefield."

Hugh frowned, and the sharp edge in his hand turned over: "I remind you that your life is a small matter, so is mine. What you say now is not enough to let me let you go. Whether it is Anderson or the prince, this They are all existences that I can't reach right now. They are almost the same as demons. They are too general. If you think about it, it seems more realistic to kill you."

"Don't don't don't!" Whitley shouted immediately: "The prince personally told our human race to use a wide range of magic, so we don't send elites to fight."

Seuss' heart moved: "This is your Demon Race. What does it have to do with me?"

"Border Zerg Legion!" Whitley yelled: "Sweet! Marquis of Sweet's crypt digging team! None of them came back! The second prince kept checking this matter, you just need to spread the news, they I will definitely fight it myself!"

Hughes thought of something instantly. He said that in his memory, the Mozu army was a group of crooked melons.

Thinking about the relationship between this demon capital, his elder brother is the most traditional royal family. He was born the earliest and has already attracted a group of people.But the second brother is not good, his support is seldom the traditional demon race, most of which are supported by the Zerg within the second demon race.When I got to myself, even a supporting demon was gone.

Sweet, his crypt digging team Hughes has heard of it, that's a good siege player.

My eldest brother is really good!

My second brother also has the support of the Zerg, then my own words...

Seuss looked at Whitley again: "I am a human being, no one will believe me."

"You don't need them to believe you!" Whitley said immediately: "I can write a list for you! People who know this! You just have to kill a few more and they will be messed up!"

The disadvantages of decentralization are fully displayed at this time, and each noble is really for himself.

Hughes grinned: "You want to exchange their lives for you?"

"No." Whitley shook his head pale, "I hope you kill me."

Hughes moved slightly in his heart, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Give me the list, I promise you."

Whitley got up, walked to his desk and wrote a list with a quill and gave it to Seuss.

Hughes took a look, then nodded: "Yes."

As he said, he put away the big knife in his hand, and the night killing suddenly appeared.

After seeing the silver gun, Whitley was taken aback, then his face changed wildly: "You are..."

Before he finished speaking, Hughes had already pierced his chest with a shot!The night kill was twisted, and no longer gave the monitor lizard any chance to resist.

Whitley died and fell into his room, the quill fell beside him, and the ink sprinkled on the floor.

Hughes took out the prepared notice and threw it on the ground.

"Your Highness." Carlisle walked out of the dark and asked: "Next...what shall we do?"

Hughes handed the list to Carlisle and said, "Choose one of the best to kill. Remember to be clean."

"Is there no need for information?"

"No." Hughes shook his head: "One of us is not the Security Bureau, and the other is not the Senate. We don't need evidence. As long as people die, these people will be messed up by themselves. Now these... are enough for them to mess up. "

Carlisle nodded, and then asked tentatively: "So...what about the charges?"

Hughes glanced at Whitley's body, and said, "Like him...collaborating with the enemy and treason!"

Carlisle was silent for a moment, and said: "His Royal Highness, are you trying to help the second prince?"

Hughes shook his head: "No, I'm helping myself, these are just incidental."

"I understand." Carlisle nodded: "I'll send your Highness back."

"En." Hughes said and ordered: "Don't clean up this scene."