"You really know what to do!" Hearing Rogge's inquiry, the Grand Patriarch laughed, and he asked curiously, "What I want to ask is, how do you know that the real culprit behind the scenes is a vampire?"

"Actually, at the beginning, I just had a guess, and I was not completely sure, because there were too few clues left in the village where the first bloodshed occurred. Rog said to the Grand Patriarch as he watched the werewolf warriors in the village clean up the battlefield.

"That's why, when I first met you, I asked you if we had recently hunted the surrounding races, especially humans, because the 'hunters' left behind in the village of House were clearly a provocation and a sign of revenge. ”

"Yes, I remember your inquiry, and when I first heard that question, I was very puzzled and angry, because someone had killed my people and left such provocative words. The Great Patriarch clenched his fists unconsciously.

"So when you tell me that there are no such incidents, I have already made vampires one of the main suspects, because we all know that werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies, and werewolves and vampires are like hunters and prey, and vampires are the same as humans. Rogge smiled and spat out a smoke ring.

"But humans don't take our affection," the Grand Patriarch sneered softly, gesturing to a few werewolf warriors not far away, asking them to go to the other side to take care of a few crying children, and continued, "They hunt us more fiercely than we hunt vampires. ”

"It's nature, werewolves and vampires are unknown creatures in the eyes of humans, it's human nature to fear the unknown, and the way to eliminate fear for humans is to destroy unknown objects. Rogge said with a mocking smile.

"If humanity knew us as well as you do, maybe humanity's relationship with us wouldn't be the same as it is now. The Grand Patriarch glanced at Murphy and Tali, who had stepped forward in the night, and turned back to Rogge.

"It's hard to say, and I guess they won't want to find out. Rog greeted the two of them before continuing to speak to the Grand Patriarch.

"It is precisely because of this hunting relationship between werewolves and vampires that it is possible for vampires who have been reduced to the prey class to leave such provocative words after slaughtering werewolves, and this is further confirmed in the second village, where they leave the keyword 'prey?'. ”

"Subsequently, on the discarded clothes we found in the second village, I found pierced holes on the chest and neck of the clothes, and there were blood stains on the wounds, indicating that the wounds had been touched, and the shape of the cracks was not left by weapons, but more like primitive fangs and sharp teeth. ”

"It's the wounds left by our warriors when they fought back against the enemy!" the Grand Patriarch said loudly in high spirits.

"That's right, the wounded parts are in the lethal zone, the wounded are certain to die, there is no possibility to change their clothes, if it was the work of the accomplices, why would they take off the clothes of the deceased and transport his body away? ”

Rogge flicked the ash of his cigar and turned back to Murphy and Tully, "I wonder if you noticed the ashes I found on those clothes?"

The two nodded at the same time, and Rogge smiled confidently: "That's right, that's the most powerful evidence, I have hunted vampires in the human kingdom for ten years, and I have seen countless such ashes, and I can confirm by their smell that they are left behind by vampires after they died." ”

"But," Rogge paused and stared at Jim, the tree-man standing beside the avenue, Catherine sitting on its branch, and the elven princess Sophia sitting on the other side, neither of them seemed to bother with the other, and Rogge smiled and said, "I had a question in my mind at that time. ”

"What questions?" asked the Grand Patriarch curiously.

"I can't figure it out, vampires don't know how to shoot arrows, they never use bows and arrows, how can they leave a silver arrow of Merlin's crossbow on every corpse?" Rog asked, glancing at Monica, the little flower spirit who was floating in mid-air and talking to Catherine, looking back at the three of them.

"It's a problem, but while cleaning the battlefield just now, the quiver of Merlin's crossbow was found on the corpse. Murphy said as he handed a quiver to Rogge.

"As I thought," Rogge said, taking the quiver and looking at the silver arrows inside, "the werewolves in ordinary villages are relatively weak, and if the vampires who lead the team have strong dark magic, they can be knocked down in groups, and then burn their clothes and hair to expose their chests." ”

He put the cigar in the corner of his mouth, drew a silver arrow with his gloved hand and said to the three of them: "Then, as long as you hold the shaft of the arrow with your hand and pierce the arrow into the heart accurately, the silver plated on the arrow will melt into the blood, weakening the recovery ability of the werewolf and killing them completely." ”

Rogge smiled and played with the arrows in his hand, glanced at Catherine and Sophia, who were ignoring each other on the tree man, and said, "Coincidentally, it was Sophia's words that reminded me, do you remember what she said when she and Catherine were arguing?"

"I remember saying that she could pierce an arrow into the heart of a stupid girl even without a bow!" The little owl, who had been lying on his shoulder and closed his eyes, suddenly jumped up and said in a spirited voice, "I don't believe it! How could such a weak princess beat a stupid girl!"

"Are you praising Catherine?" Rogge looked back at the little furball with squinted eyes, poked his finger at her little head, and said, "Don't think you're the smartest, don't we understand what you're saying?"

"A kind and simple child like me is clearly just talking to a stupid girl, don't misinterpret my words, you complicated big villain!" The little furball glared at him with big eyes unconvinced, and flapped her wings and flew towards Catherine in the treetops.

Rogge smiled at her back as she flew away, and heard Tali beside him ask in confusion, "But, one thing I don't quite understand, aren't vampires equally afraid of silver?"

"That's right, but they just need to wear gloves, just like some vampire nobles don't sleep during the day, as long as they don't have direct contact with the sun. Rogge said as he tossed the silver arrow in his hand to Murphy.

"Indeed, we found leather gloves next to the clothes and pants left behind by each of the dead vampires, and it seems that they came prepared. Murphy looked down at the Merlin Silver Arrow in his hand and said, "However, it is really unexpected that the vampire princess will appear here." ”

"Since Elizabeth has returned to the mainland, she will definitely learn about the theft of the Hallows, and during the time we were playing cat and mouse with William on Ice Island, those well-informed guys on the mainland must have already spread the news. ”

Rogge threw the cigarette butt in his mouth on the sand and trampled on it, threw the quiver at a pile of vampire relics not far away, and then sighed softly and said, "We are in more and more trouble, I hope Elizabeth does not form an alliance with William, otherwise things will be difficult." ”

"Dark wizard of the Shadow Fortress, I know him," the Grand Patriarch nodded with his hand over his beard, "He seems to be older than me, and I haven't heard from him in years, and if he shows up in the Sun and Moon Forest, my people and I are willing to help you fight him, Mr. Rogge." ”

"Thank you, Grand Patriarch, I believe we will need the power of the Werewolf Clan, especially when the vampires appear. Rogge said with a relieved smile.

The Grand Patriarch then left some of the "Steelclaw-class" werewolves to guard the village, and then returned to the village where he lived with the others along with Rog and the others.

On the way, Rog told the Grand Patriarch that he had asked the little owl Lilith to help contact all the birds living near the werewolf village, asking them to help scout and report the news, and if the vampires showed signs of threatening the werewolf village again, they would report it to the Grand Patriarch as soon as possible.

"There's one more thing I'm a little worried about. Murphy sat down on a branch across from Rogge and said to him, "Won't we be a threat to Grace if we let Philip and his dragon hunters go like this?"

"Sneak attack on the Oak Temple?" Rogge laughed when he heard this, and everyone looked at him curiously, except for the Great Patriarch who stroked his beard and smiled silently.

"If Philip really wants to do that, let him do it, the old man happens to have nothing to do, so let him play with Philip and them!" said Rogge, waving his hand to the crowd.

"Is that really okay?" asked Tali, uneasy.

"I dare say, in less than five minutes, the words you just asked will reach the ears of the old man, do you believe it?" Rogge smiled mysteriously and glanced up at a crow standing in the nearby treetops, the crow felt his gaze, flapped its wings and flew away.

A moment later, a gray owl landed from the sky on the treetops in front of everyone, and chirped a few times, and the little furball on Catherine's head jumped up and shouted: "Ha, the old man is angry, the bad wolf, you dare to call him the old man, he said that next time he will punish you for doing two hundred push-ups with a bear on your back!"

"What am I talking about?" said Roger with a smile, leaning over and touching the gray owl's head, muttering a few words in its ear, and the owl flapped its wings and flew away.

"What did you tell it?" asked Catherine, curiously looking at the owl flying away, expectantly.

"I'll let it say a few nice things for me in front of the old man, and I'll introduce Lilith to him as a daughter-in-law!" said Rog with a wicked smile and a glance at the little furball.

"I don't want to! If you dare to do this, I'll roast it and eat it!" cried the little owl with its wings furious. The people present burst into laughter, and the Treants returned to the village with the werewolves in the rising sun.

After a short rest in the werewolf village, Rogge and the others bid farewell to the Great Patriarch and continued to set off for the dwarven territory of Sun Castle, where the Great Patriarch sent a convoy composed of "Steelclaw-class" werewolves to escort them through the neutral zone and bid farewell to them after entering the dwarven territory.

The group continued eastward, and after about a day's journey, they left the forest and came to an open field, full of potholes and ravines, and the noon sun shone on the bare ground, which made everyone accustomed to the forest a little uncomfortable.

Just as everyone was observing the surrounding terrain, they suddenly heard a loud sound of fire, and the elf princess Sophia, who was sitting in the treetop on the left side of the tree man, screamed and turned over and fell.