The Devil's Escape Diary

"A dirty place?"

Corso's face paled: "How should I put it...their people are extremely vigorous, and they can survive even in the harshest environment. Therefore, they also require the so-called filthy land, that is, the septic mud... Those who live for three days will be recognized by their family."

"Oh!" Hugh almost didn't spit out what he had just eaten: "This is really a catfish!"

"Good for yourself." Corso spoke earnestly and patted Seuss on the shoulder.

"That's good." Xiusto said while holding his chin, "Big Brother, how about introducing my second brother to the little Earl of Donghe? The second brother thinks it's good."

Corso was startled slightly, and then the corners of his mouth raised: "Good idea."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Barcelocco suddenly appeared beside them at some unknown time.

"What's the situation with the two of you? Every time you have a banquet, you have to talk alone." Barcelocco looked at the two of them: "What are you talking about?"

Hughes waved his hand and said perfunctorily: "You are handsome."

Barceloco raised his head: "Nonsense! It's up to you!"

"..."

If this second brother didn't think he was not pleasing to the eye, if it wasn't because he loved to bully himself and caused his group of people not to put themselves in the eyes...

Hughes thought this shit-shell man was actually quite cute.

ps: Second!

Chapter 75: The shore of the soil!

The banquet is still going on, except for the greetings from everyone at the beginning, after a long time everyone started chatting.

As for the content, the "social people" in almost every world are similar, probably just to find a common topic, and then talk about it.

And this topic may be one thing or someone.

After experiencing the Nicole incident just now, Hughes didn't run around and just followed Corso.

But now, everyone is talking about one thing.

A killer who appeared in the royal capital.

The reason why the nobles can be interested in this killer is that this matter is related to the nobles.

"Viscount Klaus died in his own house." A red-skinned demon was speaking, and he said happily: "The Public Security Bureau and Viscount Klaus's guards guarded those layers. This did not stop the killer! "

Corso sipped a glass of red wine and said lightly: "Don't worry, this is the magic city, and that person will be caught sooner or later."

"His Royal Highness, listen to what I said." The red-skinned demon said sensibly: "I heard that this killer is very arrogant. Every time he kills, he will leave his own icon and a notice. That notice. It says why this person died, and the notice from Viscount Claus was placed in advance, giving the security bureau a full day to prepare!"

"So the security bureau didn't catch people?" A Wing Demon next to him was dissatisfied: "Does the security bureau eat dry food!"

"Isn't it!" the red-skinned demon followed.

Hughes quietly said, "Oh, the accusation? Is the accusation true or false?"

"Really, it's all true!" The red-skinned demon smacked his lips: "The Public Security Bureau rescued many people. Alas, many of them were rescued. It was the group of people who ran out by themselves! All territories. Free people, right, these people are also accused of trafficking in free people!"

Hughes nodded: "Well, if it's true, it would be more than deadly."

Corso frowned on the side: "How does the killer know this kind of thing?"

The red-skinned devil said, "I feel like it's silly. Those pioneering little nobles lack people, and no one's hands are clean. There are also those small chambers of commerce, and some rely on this to make money. Ten of them were killed by this brick. Nine of them were all guilty. Picking out one is enough to bring out a piece."

"En?" Corso hummed, and gave him a dissatisfied look.

The red-skinned demon was agitated in an instant, and he said as if thinking of something: "But this killer is also no-brainer. Those free folks are sloppy, and grab a few for the construction of our second demons!"

Hughes cast his lips on the side: "So the law is just a furnishing quilt. What you do is up to your nobles."

The red-skinned demon panicked: "No, no, no, my lord, I don't mean it, I mean... um..."

"Okay." Corso couldn't stand it anymore and said directly: "If everyone feels that justice can be lawless, this kingdom can't be messed up!"

Hughes smiled slightly: "Without a perfect law with sufficient credibility, there will only be more and more people like this. What's more, the law of the magic capital cannot even be implemented in the whole territory. The nobles have the right to make various changes in their own territory. If I see, there will only be more and more people like this."

Corso was taken aback for a moment, and he glanced at Seuss differently: "Third brother, what do you mean by this?"

Hughes spread his hands: "It's boring, just sigh. Anyway, everyone who has been here for hundreds of thousands of years is used to it. Brother, you can just listen to it as a joke."

"No, no, no." Corso shook his head: "The third brother, what you said is very interesting."

Corso State: Interest.

Fuck, Hugh was taken aback.

What is interest?Fortunately, the special display in this state is Chinese characters!

Why is he so sensitive to such things?

Seuss asked calmly: "Big Brother, you seem to be interested in that killer?"

Corso nodded: "The King has finally come out with something interesting, which is quite interesting. Third brother, you haven't answered my words yet."

Yes, pretend to be hi.

Hughes touched his nose and said in embarrassment, "Just read some of the things mentioned in the knight novel, brother, don't worry about it."

"Knight novel?" Corso continued to ask, "What novel? What did it say?"

Why don't you play cards according to the routine!Seuss is a little anxious. In those novels, don't you just find an excuse to stop others from asking?Brother, why are you doing this!

However, Corso seemed to be extremely interested in this kind of stuff, or...very sensitive.

He looked at the aristocrats around him and coughed: "My third brother and I have something private to talk about."

Several nobles suddenly found an excuse to leave in relief.

Corso stared at Seuss: "Third brother, you seem to have a lot of opinions on nobles?"

"Big brother, what are you talking about?" Hugh smiled dryly: "What can I say to the nobles?"

"I can feel it." Corso looked at Seuss and didn't move his eyes away: "What you said just now obviously meant something else. What are you trying to say?"

Seeing that Corso didn't intend to let him go, Hughes knew he couldn't escape.

Pretending to be forced is never a simple thing!

When Hughes rolled his eyes, he hummed: "It's not so much dissatisfaction with the aristocracy, but rather dissatisfaction with the aristocracy and this world divided by power."