"What, back to Itali City?" George looked at Rogge in surprise, and several other young people, including Catherine, thought that something was wrong with his ears, but Rogge replied without hesitation, "That's right, let's go back." ”

"But what about the gamble?" asked George, confused and anxious.

"You'll find out when you go back. Rog smiled mysteriously and gave the little owl the order to return, and the little furball made everyone smaller and carried them back to Itali City.

The group fell down at the entrance of the tunnel where the Criminals' Guild was hiding in the wilderness outside Italy City, and the small furball turned everyone back to their original state, and then landed on Rog's shoulder, Rogge looked up at the darkness around him, and said to a few young people behind him, "We came back in time, they haven't arrived yet." ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" asked Catherine, confused.

"Don't worry, all you need to do is check your weapons, and the hunt is about to begin. Rogge's gaze swept over the hilt of the silver sword on her back.

Several young monks were confused, and stood at a loss for what to do, and at this moment, Xiao Maoqiu suddenly looked back at the wilderness in the northeast direction, and whispered, "Someone is coming!"

Rogge and several young people looked back at the same time, and Rogge and Catherine, who had night vision, saw a group of people walking towards them from a distance, led by Robert, the vice president of the Convict Guild, and behind him were the twenty or thirty convicts who were walking with him.

"Get ready, kids, the game begins. Rogge said to himself to the young men behind him, and without looking back, he greeted Robert, who saw him stop for a moment, and then continued to walk towards him.

"Bad wolf, I smell ......," Little Furball whispered in Rogge's ear as he glanced vigilantly into the crowd with his two big eyes.

Before he finished speaking, Rogge had already raised his hand to stop her, he walked up to Robert and smiled and said, "Hey, man, I'm so glad to see you, I'm still worried about if you guys have an accident." ”

"We don't fail so easily!" Robert's voice seemed to become a little hoarse, his expression was rigid and pale, and he seemed to have gone through many twists and turns, and Rogge noticed that he and his companions behind him were not lacking in blood, and their clothes were torn, and they looked a little embarrassed.

"So, did you get the thing?" Rogge asked with a smile and looking at his pale face, "Prince Gurman's head must have been cut off?"

"Are you kidding me?" Robert said, looking up at him with a stern expression, "The vampire's head will be destroyed when it is cut off by the silver sword, can it be brought back?"

"Then you should always bring back some items to prove your identity, right?" asked Rogge with a casual smile.

"Of course!" Robert reached out and handed a ring in the shape of a drop of blood to Rogge, who glanced at the ring and nodded admiringly: "Ah, it's a blooddrop ring with the coat of arms of Prince Gurman's castle on it, it seems that you have indeed succeeded!"

"Now, may I ask you to get out of here?" asked Robert, staring at him coldly.

"Of course, but before we leave, we should at least shake hands and say goodbye, shall we?" Rogge smiled and held out his hand to him, Robert gave him a cautious glance and put the ring away, then reached out and shook his hand.

When the two hands were held tightly, Rogge felt a chill in Robert's hand, he withdrew his hand, and the tip of his index finger showed a sharp claw, cutting a deep scar on Robert's palm.

Robert was taken aback, subconsciously took a step back, and when he looked at his hand again, the deep wound in the palm of his hand had healed quickly, leaving only residual blood.

"I knew it was going to happen. Rogge said to Robert with a smirk.

"Fight for the Bloodline!" Robert shouted angrily, and a pair of blood-red wings spread out behind him and pounced on Rogge, and the twenty or thirty followers behind him shouted in unison, turning into vampires and pounced on him.

The small furball on Rogge's shoulder was already impatiently waiting, and his eyes stared at two fixed beams of light, freezing Roberto in place, Rogge drew his sword, and the white light of the silver sword turned Robert into ashes, and he walked like the wind into the vampire, and his body galloped through the vampire like lightning, leaving ashes and clothes all over the ground.

When the last of the vampire followers vanished, Rogge calmly unsheathed his sword, walked over to Robert's clothes, picked up the Ring of Blood Drops, stared at it with a smile and shook his head, and waved it behind him.

"Alright, guys, it's time to go back and put the guild in order. Rogge said as he walked past the stunned young men and walked towards the entrance to the tunnel.

George came back to his senses and hurried up to grab him, and asked loudly, "How can this be? How can Robert and the people he brought with him all vampires?"

"Don't you understand?" Rogge paused and looked back at him with a smile as he said, "Robert and his supporters have always been 'vampires', and I just made them real vampires." ”

"You designed all this!" Robin said with a serious expression, looking at Rogge, "You deliberately forced Robert and his followers to agree to a gamble, and then sent them to Gurman Castle to die." ”

"Yes, everything was expected by me, and not only that, but I also guessed that Prince Gurman would send them back to assimilate more convicts, turning the entire guild of convicts into vampire minions in order to destroy humanity's only anti-vampire organization. For Robin, who saw through his plan, Rogge nodded appreciatively.

"You already knew this was going to happen, so you might as well kill Robert!" Donnie said as he stepped forward and glared at Rogge with some anger.

"That's right, you're a little mean!" Grant echoed indignantly.

"If I kill Robert directly, the people in the guild will hate me for it, they will see me as a usurper, and the guild of the convicts will be even more chaotic, and maybe a hostile organization will splinter, is this what you want to see?" asked Rog calmly as he glanced at the young people present.

Seeing that a few people were silent, he continued: "As for being despicable, Robert may not want to plot against me, he knows that he can't fight Prince Gurman, and he even dares to agree to my challenge, which shows that he has made up his mind to take advantage of the defeat of me and the prince, and then come forward to snatch the fruits of victory!"

He smiled mockingly, and said to several young people: "Morality cannot save lives, nor can it fight villains, if I don't do black hands to the despicable, the despicable people will do black hands to me, and to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to myself, this is what the world has taught me." ”

Several young men lowered their heads and were silent, the expressions on their faces showed that they seemed to be a little unacceptable, Catherine stood and watched them, trying to persuade them, but did not know how to speak, at this moment, Rogge suddenly took out Wood's badge from his body and handed it to George.

"I know that you have objections to what I am doing, that you want to be a righteous gentleman, and that you want to use the right means to win, but you must not forget that your opponent is not a righteous gentleman, and if Robert is as upright as Wood, you don't have to oppose him at all. ”

He shoved the badge into George's palm and said to him, "The badge is here, now is the time for you to make a decision, if you are not willing to accept my way of doing things, I will leave here immediately, and from now on you will control the affairs of the guild, and everything has nothing to do with me." ”

George looked down at the badge in his hand, then at Rogge, and after a moment of silence, he said to Rogge, "We're going to discuss." With that, he turned around and walked away with Donnie, Grant, and Robin.

Rogge stood there and lit a cigar, blowing the cool breeze of the summer night, looking out at the endless wilderness, Catherine walked slowly to him, and before she could get close, she heard the little furball shouting, "Don't come!"

"Shut up, little villain, pay attention to the volume in the middle of the night, and don't disturb others. Rogge grabbed the little furball and put her on the other side of his shoulder, then turned back to Catherine and said, "You think I'm doing it wrong, do you?"

"You've always been like this, haven't you?" Catherine shook her head in surprise and said, "I can understand George's feelings, and it's hard for me to accept the first time I saw you do something like this, but after getting along with you for a long time, I can understand what you do, after all, this world is too dangerous." ”

"Fight evil with evil, that's why I have a bad reputation. Rogge smiled nonchalantly as he took a cigar in his mouth: "I never obey the laws and morals of human beings, because when a wolf bites other wolves, people will say that the wolf is too evil to even let go of their compatriots, but they forget that they have killed far more of their compatriots than wolves." ”

Catherine nodded thoughtfully, and heard Rogge continue: "Actually, the human world is no different from the Great Forest, except that everyone wears the same coat, and only when he tears off his disguise can you tell if he is your own kind or not. ”

"Is it like you?" asked Catherine in a soft, meaningful voice.

Rogge looked back at her sparkling black eyes and smiled, "Yes, just like me, just like Elizabeth, but we are not the most dangerous, because the moonlight and sunlight will forcibly tear off our disguise, and there is a kind of person whose disguise no one can tear off except himself." ”

"Baron Hood, for example. Catherine said with a soft sigh.

"Baron Hood is just a small character, we can easily tear off his mask, there are people who are more terrible than him, to tear off their masks, you may pay a big price, even tens of millions of lives. Rogge looked meaningfully at the girl's face and said meaningfully.

"You'll lead us to tear off their masks, won't you?" asked Catherine, looking at him trustingly.

"Don't expect too much from me, baby, I'm not a god, there are many opponents in this world that I can't reach or dare to fight, and the darkness that lies beneath their masks is more terrifying than all the terrible things you can think of combined. Rogge said with a meaningful smile and shook his head.

He looked back at George and the others, only to see George come to him with his three companions, and said to him with a serious expression: "Mr. Rogge, the four of us have discussed it carefully just now, and we have decided. ”

"Very well, then, tell me about your decision," Rogge calmly sipped his cigar and looked at the solemn faces of the four young men in turn, waiting for their answers.

"Our decision is," said George, after a long silence, "please leave, we cannot accept your approach." ”