"Come out, little villain, don't hide, I know you're in the house. ”

Pushing open the door, Rogge looked around the empty room with a serious expression, and said as he stepped in: "The messenger owls have told me that they saw you flying out of Duke Ralph's castle in the direction of home. ”

He walked to the center of the room, his cold gaze swept across all corners of the room, and finally landed on the table, he stepped over to the table, reached out and lifted the empty iron kettle in the middle of the plate, reached out to open the lid and looked down with one eye, and saw a pair of big timid eyes looking up at him.

Rogge grabbed the iron kettle and shook it upside down, and shook it twice, and the little owl's sleek body fell out of it.

"What are you hiding here?" asked Rogge, frowning as he stared at the little furball.

"Fun......" replied the little furball mosquito with a hump.

"It's fun, isn't it?" Rogge leaned over and put his face close to her, Lilith shrank her head timidly, only to see Rogge punch on the table, the table shook violently, and the little furball bounced along with the cups on the plate in Rog's roar: "It's fun to do a black hand behind your back, isn't it?"

Knowing that he had made a big mistake, the little furball shrank his little head back in fear, his whole body shrunk into a ball, and he didn't dare to say a word, Rogge pressed his hands on the table and stared at her like a sword, and asked, "Do you have to kill Catherine to be willing?"

"Who let her take revenge and shoot you!" Little Furball glanced at Rogge aggrievedly, but was so frightened by his sharp gaze that he lowered his head again.

"That's what I owe her, and even if she shoots me on the spot, I'm just paying the debt. Rogge stared at Lilith in a stern tone and said: "No matter how much I have done to her before, I can't compensate for her father's life, she is kind if she doesn't kill me, it's okay for her to kill me, you can't retaliate against her for this!"

"I don't care, the people who hurt you are my enemies, I don't care what you owe them!" the little furball shouted at Rogge with a crying voice.

Rogge silently stared at the excitement in her eyes, sighed after a long silence and said, "Then what is the difference between you and Murphy?"

The little furball was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Rogge's words, but only listened to Rogge continue: "Why didn't Murphy consider me his enemy out of love for Catherine? ”

He leaned down and put his face close to the little furball, Lilith subconsciously shrank her head, and heard him ask meaningfully: "Now, do you want to follow in his footsteps and hurt everyone under the pretext of love?" Today is George's injury, and next time, maybe innocent people will die." ”

Hearing Rogge's words, Lilith lowered her head a little apologetically, she felt deeply sorry for George's injury, in her heart George was a very lovely person, not only because he helped Lilith rescue Rogge when she was in trouble, but also because of his love for Lilith.

"Think about everything you've done and what you're supposed to do in the future, and don't eat for a day until you figure it out. With that, Rogge pulled her up from the table, stuffed her back into the iron kettle, closed the lid and pressed it with a weight, and left the room.

When he closed the door and turned around, he suddenly saw Catherine standing beside him with a heavy heart, Rogge pondered for a moment and asked softly, "Did you hear it all?"

Catherine bit her lip and nodded gently, Rogge nodded silently, and his gaze fell on the silver sword of Soul Eater that Catherine was carrying on her back, and he stretched out his hand to her and said, "Give me your sword." ”

"What are you going to do?" Catherine looked at him with some uneasiness, and Rogge said again, "Give me the sword." ”

Catherine had no choice but to pull out the silver sword and hand it to Rog, who looked down at the line of elven writing carved on the sword of light, sighed and said to Catherine, "Follow me." ”

The two walked through the corridor to the backyard, where Rog stopped in a meadow and turned back to Catherine, "Remember at Murphy's grave, you asked me what the line written on the stone in front of his grave meant, the same elven script as this sword, I didn't tell you at the time. ”

Catherine remembered this vividly, nodded silently, and only listened to Rogge continue: "I told you that this sword was made by my teacher Augustine himself, and he carved this line on it when he forged it. ”

He pinned the silver sword in front of Catherine, and caught the line of elven text in Catherine's eyes: "This elven text is translated into human language, which means: It is easy to hunt demons, but it is difficult to hunt demons in the heart." ”

"Demon ......" Catherine muttered a retelling of Rogge's words, looking up at his serious face in surprise, Rogge handed her the silver sword in his hand, and said with a meaningful sigh: "That's right, each of us has a demon, it is more terrifying than vampires, more insidious than dark wizards. ”

"Murphy's demons, that is, his love for you, distorted Murphy's mind, deepened his hostility and suspicion against me, made him choose to make a deal with Elizabeth, and finally his demons devoured him. ”

Rogge let out a long sigh, glanced at Catherine's pale face, and continued: "You also have your demons, that is, your obsession with avenging your father, which has been entangled in your heart for fifteen years, but at the last moment you disobeyed its will, if you had shot me at that time, maybe everything would not be the way it is now." ”

Catherine nodded in agreement, watched Rogge walk past her, stopped behind her and stood back to back, looked up at the morning sky, and said, "My demon is the guilt of your father's death, which has also haunted me for fifteen years, which is why I knelt in front of you that night and begged for death." ”

Catherine looked back at his back excitedly, and the scene of that night seemed to appear in front of her again, and she saw Rogge looking back into her eyes and said, "If that day can kill me, it will be a relief for me, but it will also be an escape." ”

"You told me that you hunted vampires for forgiveness," Catherine held up the silver sword in front of him, and the silver sword reflected the bright sunlight into the eyes of the two, "You can't escape, because you haven't completed your redemption yet." ”

"You're right. Rogge bowed slightly in agreement, looked back in the direction of the room, and said, "Lilith's demons are worse than ours, and they come from the shadow of her persecution by the Holy Order when she was young, and it haunts her like a nightmare. ”

He turned his gaze back to Catherine's face and said, "So, she doesn't trust humans, and even hates them, as long as there is the slightest sign of betrayal from humans, her heart's outright hatred for humans will burst out, and she will even ignore the whole thing, after all, she is only a child, and she has no ability to distinguish between these." ”

"I understand, I don't blame her, I would love to help her if I could. Catherine said with a distressed sigh.

"Of course you can resolve the hatred between you and her, it won't be difficult, but I hope you can help her get rid of her demons once and for all, although it will take a long time. There was a hint of anticipation in Rogge's gaze, and Catherine looked up to meet his, and after a brief moment of contemplation, she nodded solemnly.

At noon, with a plate of delicious lunch, Catherine came to Rogge's room, she gently pushed the door open, looked inside for a while, the room was quiet, the iron kettle was still in place, there was no sound inside, Catherine calmed down, and walked into the room.

She came to the table, put the plate next to the iron kettle, the delicious aroma suddenly filled the whole room, the little hairball curled up in the iron kettle quickly smelled the fragrance through the spout, she was already hungry and raised her head in surprise, and shouted: "Bad wolf, I was wrong, let me out!"

After a few screams, the lid was opened, and the little furball struggled to stretch her little neck to look up, but suddenly saw Catherine's face, she couldn't help but be startled, and retracted her little head back into place.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Catherine smiled and looked at the little furball with a wary face, and said softly: "I've brought you something delicious, you can come out and eat, I'll go first, I'll come over to get the plate later." She smiled, turned and walked away.

The little furball stayed in the pot for a while, and heard no sound outside, so he looked out cautiously, and found that the room was empty, the door was closed, and a plate of fragrant roast steak was on the plate next to the iron kettle.

The hungry little hairball couldn't care much, jumped out of the pot and jumped on the table, directly turned into a little Lori sitting on the table, grabbed the steak and filled it into her mouth, when she gobbled up the three steaks, she felt that her little stomach was no longer hungry, and when she looked down, she suddenly saw a piece of paper pressed under the plate.

Lilith picked up the plate and picked up the piece of paper pressed underneath, and saw a line of elven text written on it in a not-so-skilled penmanship: Easy to hunt demons, difficult to hunt demons in the heart.

She sat down on the table with the paper in her hand for a moment, remembering her explanation when she had asked Rogge about it, staring down at the handwriting on the paper, remembering what Rogge had said before leaving, and then looking back at the empty plate on the table beside her, Catherine's kind smile came to mind.

"Am I really wrong?" Lilith pouted and looked down at the piece of paper in her hand, the paper exuded a faint fragrance from Catherine's hand, smelling this familiar aroma, Lilith couldn't help but think of the process of being intimate with Catherine from first acquaintance, and many memories of laughter and intimacy between the two came to her heart.

She jumped off the table, placed the paper on it, and trotted out of the room, as her little figure disappeared from one end of the hallway, and at the other end of the hallway, Catherine poked her head out of the wall in concern.

She quietly followed Lilith to the outside of George's room upstairs, and saw Lilith lying in the doorway looking through the crack in the door, after a brief hesitation, little Lori knocked lightly on the door, and after a moment Tali poked her head out of it, smiling and welcoming her in.

Standing around the corner of the hallway, Catherine hesitated to go over and eavesdrop on their conversation, but eventually gave up, fearing that Lilith would be self-defeating if she found out she was following her, so she turned and went downstairs to go back to Rog's room to clean up Lilith's used plates.

Lilith was not seen for the entire afternoon, and at dinner Catherine asked George and Tali about Lilith's whereabouts, but they said that Lilith had left before dark and that she did not know where she had gone.

Catherine had no choice but to go back to her room to rest, and when she pushed the door open, she suddenly found a note pressed under the door.