Rog strode past the two girls, crouched down on the bloodstained riverbank, and examined the blood on the snow, his hurried passing made Lilith the first to notice the anomaly, and looked up at him.

"Did you find anything good?" the little girl stood up and jumped up behind Rogge, and threw herself on his back, her little chin pressed against his shoulder, and looked down to see a visible blood stain on the ground in front of Rogge.

"You're vomiting blood!" the little girl cried out in a panic, and Catherine, who was on the side, was startled, and hurriedly came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Don't listen to this little ghost, I'm fine!" Rog looked up at Catherine, poked Lilith's little nose with his finger, and said, "I think we found the two black-robed men who escaped." ”

Catherine looked down to see the snow in front of him stained red with blood, and a black rag in her hand.

"This is the cloth for the cloak, and the blood stains on the ground are not covered by last night's snowfall, and the ice next to the blood stains is quite damaged, indicating that the two guys have cleaned and bandaged their wounds here. Rogge said as he pointed the clue to Catherine.

He gently pushed Lilith away from his back, stood up and looked up at the sky, and after determining his position, he said, "It seems that we are going in the right direction, just a big circle, but not far from the route of their escape." ”

"Then let's catch up!" Catherine looked around excitedly, but asked Rogge with a blank face, "But which way should we chase after us?"

"Here," said Rogge, pointing to the upper reaches of the stream, "the ice of this small river is not thick, and one person can easily break it with his feet, let alone two people stepping on the ice, and the ice in the middle of the river is not broken, which means that they have not crossed the river." ”

Pointing to the ice at the river's edge, he continued: "The ice at the water's edge is obviously damaged, and it must have been left by them when they deliberately stepped on the edge of the stream in order not to leave footprints on the snow, and the traces went all the way upstream, which also coincided with the direction they took when they came downstream. ”

Rogge turned around and pulled Lilith in front of him, put his hand on her little face, and said, "Little one, you fly upstream first, search for traces of those two guys from the air, and Catherine and I will follow you behind!"

"I'm hungry and can't fly!" Lilith cried out as she pouted squeamishly.

"It doesn't matter if you can't fly, it's okay if you can jump up and catch up with them!" Rogge picked up the little girl and threw it into the air.

The little girl waved her arms in mid-air and screamed, turned into a little owl in the red light, turned around and glared at Rogge viciously, and said angrily: "There is a price to pay for bullying children, be careful of your dry food!"

"I'll wait for you to come back for dinner, little darling!" Rogge smiled and waved at her, watching Lilith fly away in a huff, turning back to beckon Catherine to follow.

The two men chased all the way in the direction of Lilith's flight, and found two pairs of footprints leaving the river bank at the bend of the river, Rog asked Lilith to track the target first, and the little guy quickly came back to report that two dark shadows had been found a kilometer ahead.

As it was already getting dark, the white light reflected from the snow was too much for Lilith's eyes to bear, and her vision became white and white like a blind man, and the little owl, which could not continue to fly, fell back on Rogge's body and got into his hat.

"Let's keep chasing, we must catch them!" Rogge did not embarrass the little guy any longer, and he and Catherine ran wildly all the way, and soon saw the two figures.

The sound of them running in the snow alarmed the two black shadows, and the black-robed man looked back and recognized Rog running in front of him, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed into a forest.

Catherine saw that the two were about to run, raised the silver handcuff in her hand and prepared to shoot, but Rogge pressed down the muzzle, he said: "Don't shoot, this distance is difficult to grasp, if you kill someone, then there will be no live mouth! You follow behind, I will go ahead to catch up with them!"

Rogge turned and rushed towards a towering tree, flew up the trunk, and climbed the treetop with his hands as if they were attached to the bark.

He glanced at the direction where the two black-robed men had fled, jumped from the top of the tree, grabbed the branches of a large tree on the opposite side with both hands in mid-air, and struggled forward, continuing to jump up and jump to another tree in front of him.

Relying on the endless trees and branches of the jungle, Rog made his way through the air like a nimble ape, approaching the two black-robed men at incredible speed.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to fall from the sky and pounce on the black-robed man, the branch he was holding in his hand suddenly broke, and Rogge, who had lost his support, suddenly fell from more than ten meters in the air.

Rogge in mid-air was in danger, stretched out his left hand to grab the trunk, five fingers left five deep grooves on the trunk, his right hand drew his sword, kicked his feet hard, jumped forward, and pounced on a big tree in front of him, and the silver sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the trunk.

With the help of the inertia of his body leap, he grabbed the hilt of the sword and swung it forward, jumped down from the trunk of the tree, and landed in the middle of the road, just blocking the way of the two black-robed men, and the two of them were shocked when they saw Rogge suddenly appear in front of them, as if they had seen a ghost, and hurriedly pulled out their long swords and pointed at Rogge.

"After running for so long, it's time to rest, in fact, it's not that difficult to cooperate. Tell me, where is the Hallows? Who else is directing you besides William the Bloody Hand? What is your organization called?" Rogge asked the two of them as he plunged his silver sword into the ground and unhurriedly lit a cigar.

The two black-robed men glanced at each other, and without saying a word, their swords came out together, attacking Rogge from the left and right sides, Rogge picked up his cigar and drew his sword, and threw his hand at the tall black-robed man attacking on the right, and at the same time pounced on the short black-robed man on the left with his bare hands.

The tall man was forced back by the swirling silver sword, and Rogge took the opportunity to rush in front of the short black-robed man, sideways to let go of the falling long sword, and the iron fist of his right hand smashed down in the air, the short man screamed, and the small bone of his left arm snapped with a "click".

Rog turned around to dodge the slash of the tall black-robed man, reached out and grabbed his sword-wielding wrist, knocking the short man with the broken arm to the ground with a punch, and then a roundabout kick hit the tall man in the abdomen, and the black-robed man wailed, clutching his stomach and taking several steps back.

The short man who had just been knocked down struggled to get up from the ground at this time, raised his long sword and stabbed Rog in the back, Rog heard the wind in the back of his head, and hurriedly leaned over to dodge, and the tall man on the opposite side happened to throw the long sword head-on, and the long sword flew over Rog's head and penetrated the short man's chest.

"I hope you can cooperate a little more next time - I hope you have another time!"

Seeing the short man lying on his back in a pool of blood, Rogge turned his head and looked at the tall man, and the black-robed man saw that he had killed his companion by mistake, jumped up from the ground and turned around to flee.

"Hey, baby, you're so slow! Maybe I should be slow, wait for you!"

Rogge took the silver sword he had just thrown out from the late Catherine's hand, patted the panting girl on the shoulder and said, "Come on, we have to catch up with him, we are one step away from the final interrogation!"

The black-robed man ran desperately in front of him, Rogge and Catherine chased closely, and seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, the black-robed man suddenly stopped.

In front of him appeared a steep slope, below which was a wide field of snow, from which the jungle was lost and the endless sea of snow was entered.

The black-robed man panted and glanced back at the two people who had caught up, gritted his teeth and jumped off the slope, he rolled down the slope quickly on the thick snow, and the black cloak was covered with white snow, rolling down the slope like a snowball.

Rog and Catherine chased him to the edge of the slope, watched him get up from the bottom of the slope with a roll, staggered and continued to flee north, the two were about to slide down the slope, when they heard a large number of wings flapping in the sky, and more than a dozen griffons fell from the sky, surrounding the two of them.

"Rogge, I'll see where you're running this time!" Douglas on the griffin's back shouted as the griffon's huge claws landed on the edge of the snowy cliff.

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