The next morning, when Rogge, who had only slept in the early hours of the morning, suddenly heard the little owl sleeping on the bedside table crying out in panic: "Bad wolf, bad wolf, help!

Rog sat up from the bed abruptly, looked around with blinking eyes, and found that the room was empty, and there was no one on Murphy's bed, he looked back at the small table at the head of the bed, only to see Lilith standing on the corner of the table with fluttering little wings and continuing to scream: "Bad wolf, save me!"

"I've only been asleep for a few hours, and you're arguing with me again......" Rogge lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and hummed.

"Help," the little furball flapped its wings and jumped to his chest, and shouted in an anxious voice, "I was eaten by a crocodile, help me!"

"What are you talking about?" Rogge opened half of his eyes to look at her with a confused expression, and the little furball said nervously: "Really, when I was playing in the swamp just now, a crocodile suddenly jumped out of the water, bit me in one bite, and then swallowed me!"

"Are you sure?" asked Rogge, yawning.

"Yes, bad wolf, save me, split the belly of the stinky crocodile and get me out!" the little furball cried out as he flapped his wings against Rog's face.

"Wait, wait, okay, stop shooting!" Rogge reached out and pushed her away, frowned and said, "You tell me first, you were swallowed by a crocodile, so who is standing in front of me talking to me now?"

Hearing this, Little Furball blinked his eyes, looked down at his round little belly, tilted his little head and thought for a while, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, it turns out that I wasn't eaten by a crocodile!

She happily jumped around Rogge, then turned her head and glared at Rogge and said, "Annoying bad wolf, why didn't you tell people earlier, you scared the baby to death! Hmph, ignore you, I'll go to sleep!" After saying that, she fluttered her little wings and flew back to the bedside table.

Rogge looked back at her lying down on the table, curled up into a ball and slept contentedly, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, sighed and muttered to himself, "Who did I recruit and whom?"

He stretched and sat up from the bed, moved his tired body, put on his coat and stood up, put his black wide-brimmed hat over the little furball, and then turned and walked out of the mud house.

He walked slowly along the intricate path, passing the crocodiles, observing them as he went, and as he walked, a man suddenly trotted two steps from behind to him, walking side by side with him.

"Huh?" Rogge glanced back at Catherine, who was smiling, smiled and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Ah, one heel went to sleep, and the other woke up and followed!"

"Did you leave Lilith at the lodge?" Catherine said with a glance up at his hatless head, "It's not very safe, what if a crocodile wants to eat her?"

"That little scoundrel wouldn't be nice if he didn't catch a crocodile to eat. Rogge smiled nonchalantly, looked back at Catherine appreciatively, and said, "Little girl has grown, I only told you one word, and you know that I put Lilith in the residence?"

"Of course!" Catherine smiled proudly, "You already told me that Lilith went to sleep, and if she had been with you, she would have slept in your hat, but if you didn't wear a hat today, it means that you left your hat with Lilith!"

"That's right," Rogge nodded approvingly, "So, let's talk about Lisa, why didn't she come with you just now?"

Catherine stuck out her tongue in surprise when she heard Rogge's question, just now Lisa saw Rogge walking by the door, and hurriedly pulled her out of the residence and asked her to come and talk to Rogge, Catherine thought that Rogge didn't find anything, but he didn't look back and found Lisa too.

"Is this a difficult question?" Seeing Catherine silent, Roger smiled and said, "Okay, let's change the question, where are you going?"

"With you, you must go to Chasam's case, and I will go too, the murderer almost made me a scapegoat, and I will get him out with my own hands!" Catherine swore as she clenched her little fists and cursed.

"The little girl is very ambitious, so let's go meet the great wizard first. Rogge looked cautiously at the crocodiles around him, and then stretched out a finger and turned back to Catherine, "But remember one thing, don't let the great wizard think that we are suspicious of him, but don't be like the sheriff of the empire, kicking the door and grabbing people." ”

"I see!" said Catherine, blinking energetically.

"Do you really know?" Rogge looked at the sincere expression on her face, bowed slightly with satisfaction, turned back and pointed to the road ahead and said, "Then you lead the way!"

"I don't know how the Great Wizard's house is going!" said Catherine, her eyes wide and confused.

"I'm so lucky, I don't know!" Roger smiled as he walked forward, and Catherine looked at his back with a sneer, and quickly chased after him.

The two of them inquired all the way, and finally found the gathering place of shamans and wizards on the east side of the camp, which was different from the streets that were crowded with people before, the streets here were empty, and a large number of mud pots were piled up outside the doors of each house, and strange noises were heard from the houses from time to time, emitting strange smells.

"It looks so weird here!" Catherine said as she looked around uneasily, subconsciously leaning closer to Rogge.

"If you stay in the Mage Tower for a little longer, you'll find that those mages are even weirder than here!" replied Rog with a wicked smile.

Catherine glanced curiously at the mocking smile on his face, and couldn't help but think of Kevin, the dean of the School of Magic, who had turned pale by his anger, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the distance, the two saw two huge totem poles appear at the end of the street in front of them, and not far behind the pillars stood a large mud house decorated with various animal bones.

The two walked between the totem poles and came to the door of the big house, Rogge turned back and motioned Catherine to keep quiet, cleared his throat and asked softly, "Is the Grand Wizard here?"

After a moment, a deep voice asked, "Who?"

"My name is Rogge, and I am a friend of Scorpio, and I heard from the Great Patriarch that the Crocodile Clan is very powerful in witchcraft, so I came to visit the Great Wizard. Rogge replied in a humble tone.

There was silence inside for a moment, and the voice just now came again: "Please come in." ”

"Excuse me. Rogge stretched out his hand and was about to lift the curtain, when a thick claw suddenly lifted the curtain from the inside, and the face of Commander Sarif met the eyes of the two, Catherine was startled and hurriedly stepped back.

"Oh, Commander, I didn't expect you to be here. Rogge looked up at Sarriff unhurriedly and smiled.

Sarif ignored Rogge, snorted coldly, turned back to the house, and said, "Goodbye, Grand Wizard, I'll come back when I have time." With that, he slipped out of the door, glanced at Rogge and Catherine, and walked away with heavy steps.

"I think this guy is suspicious!" Catherine whispered to Rogge, staring at Sarrif's departing back.

"Remember what I told you on the way here?" reminded Rogge, staring at her with a slanted eyebrow.

Catherine turned her head to meet his eyes, and immediately realized that she was too talkative, and quickly closed her small mouth and nodded vigorously, Rogge smiled slightly, turned around and opened the curtain and went into the house.

In the small room, a slender old crocodile sat quietly in the center of the room, his face painted with colorful oil paint like the shamans he had met before, a robe woven of red and white feathers, slender claws dyed in different colors, and a sly multicolored viper coiled around his hand.

Around his body, there are all kinds of large and small jars, and occasionally a long tail, or a slender spider leg, or a burst of frog sounds, makes people feel goosebumps on their bodies.

Rogge calmly walked up to the Great Wizard, bowed respectfully and said, "Hello Great Wizard, I'm Rogge, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"You may be seated, Mr. Rogge, and Miss Catherine, and you may be seated as well. The Great Wizard closed his eyes and said in a calm tone.

"You know my name?" asked Catherine, surprised as she sat down beside Rogge and looked into the archwizard's closed eyes.

"Of course, I also know the purpose of Mr. Rogge's trip, you are here for Sam's murder, right?" asked the archwizard as he opened his eyes and stared at Rogge.

"Now that you know that, I'm not going to beat around the bush," Rog said, looking the archwizard in the eye, "what do you think about the murderer's use of lizards to steal bullets?"

"I agree with your reasoning, Mr. Rogge, and I can also tell you what the liquid used by the murderer. The archwizard tapped his knee with his slender fingers and said, "That should be the white of a lizard's egg, and drizzling it on the surface of the projectile can make the lizard mistake it for its own egg and take it away." ”

"I knew you wouldn't let me run for nothing. Rogge smiled and thanked.

"It's a very simple way to use scent to lure animals, as every shaman does, and it doesn't help you determine who the killer is. The Grand Wizard replied with a blank face.

"So, you might go ahead and point me out, who would be most beneficial to Sam's death?" asked Rog, staring meaningfully into the Grand Wizard's eyes.

"Many," the archwizard replied in a calm tone, looking directly into Rogge's eyes, "Gustav has been the Grand Patriarch for many years, his body is already old, and he has no adult heirs under his knees, and many of his young and strong commanders are coveting his position as Grand Patriarch. ”

"Are you suggesting to me that one of the Commanders next to Gustav is a murderer?" Rog asked as he looked at the Grand Wizard suspiciously, "Say, Sarif who just went out?"

"I'm just answering your question, Sam is Gustav's last son, and after his death, Gustav will completely lose his heir, whether it is Sarif or anyone else - including me, as long as there is a chance to kill Gustav, I can get my hands on the position of Grand Patriarch. The Great Wizard said with a faint smile in his deep eyes.

"I see what you mean, thank you, Grand Wizard. Rog smiled and stood up, owed to the Grand Wizard, and turned and walked out of the room with Catherine.

"What did the Great Wizard mean by that?" As she walked past the totem pole, Catherine couldn't resist the curiosity in her heart and couldn't wait to ask Rogge, "Who is the murderer between him and Salif, or is there someone else?"