"I've been to quite a few Blood Clan banquets. ”

Rogge unhurriedly stuck the silver sword in his hand into the ground, took out a cigar from the cigarette pouch, and said calmly: "One night not long ago, I still clearly remember the warm faces of the Norman Lord and the Klaus butler. ”

"But," he said, bringing the cigar to his lips, glancing up at William, and raising a heavy eyebrow, "I didn't hear him say that the Dark Wizards were authorized to join the Bloodline, and it would be disrespectful to the Bloodline to swagger through the market under the banner of Twilight." ”

"Hahahaha!" The four Williams laughed at the same time when they heard this, and they clapped their hands lightly and laughed: "The lone wolf really lives up to its reputation, I don't doubt that your relationship with the blood clan is far closer than that of me and them, after all, I have been sleeping in the prison of the empire for a century. ”

"That's perfect for you, just as the vampires should stay in their sarcophagi forever, lest I have to kill them one by one. Rogge reached out and picked up his silver sword, and said with his hand caressing the body of the sword.

"What about you? You've been wanted by the Empire for ten years, and you're going to continue to be a lone wolf who is tired of running for your life?" asked William, his eyes glowing red from the black shadow of his hood, staring at Rogge with deep meaning.

"The lone wolf is a reluctant choice, but even if you have to choose an ally, the wolf will only be with its own kind, not with the lone ghost......" Rogge gently closed his eyes, lowered his head and said meaningfully, "Because the latter is not worthy of loyalty." ”

"In that case, the only way to turn the lone wolf into a wolf soul is ......" William's voice revealed a awe-inspiring sneer, and almost at the same time, Rogge's eyes suddenly opened, and he replied coldly: "Even if it turns into a soul, a wolf is still a wolf!"

Before the words fell, he had already flown to the right side, leaping several meters away with lightning speed, and the silver sword in his hand was as cold as the moonlight, stabbing William's head.

Hearing the sound of a cloth tearing, the surrounding phantoms dissipated instantly, and William's true body took three steps back, and the hood on his head was torn apart by the blade of the sword.

"A lone wolf is a lone wolf, and you're the first person since my debut to recognize my true identity without relying on magic. William, who slowly raised his head, met Rogge's cold gaze, and a mask depicting a white skull met Rogge's eyes.

"It's a pity that I still couldn't tear off that grimace of yours. Rogge said as he withdrew his silver sword and stared at William's hideous skull mask.

The dark wizard smiled meaningfully and said, "There may be a day, but definitely not today, there will be a period later, lone wolf!"

After saying this, William's figure dissipated into a black mist, and Rogge gently twitched his nose to catch William's breath in the air, but except for the aroma of cigars and the smell of herbs, he could not find any information about William.

"That's why I hate dealing with dark wizards!"

Rogge put the silver sword behind his back, brought the cigar to his lips, took a deep breath, spat out a smoke ring, and turned back to Catherine, "These guys always like to hide, and every time I don't finish a cigar, they run away!"

"Are you sure they weren't run away by your smoke?, Mr. Bacon, what flavor of tobacco did you buy this time??," the little owl coughed and flapped his wings, and cried out with disgust.

Rogge turned around and spat a small smoke ring at her, watched the little guy's body pass through the smoke ring, and replied lightly: "Actually, it's bird droppings smell, how about it, do you like it?"

The little owl flapped its wings to disperse the smoke ring, and with a swoop of its wings cut off the cigar from Rogge's mouth, the burning part falling at Rogge's feet.

"That's right, save this half for next time. Rogge put the remaining half of the cigar to his ear, turned back to Catherine and said, "Let's go, we've been delayed long enough, and we should be able to catch up with the departing black-robed men from this way!"

The two followed the direction of the three black-robed men and traveled quickly, and soon left the woods and returned to the snowfield, Rogge released the little owl and let her scout in the air, and soon found the figure of the three black-robed killers.

Rogge and Catherine, who had received the report, quickened their pace, followed the three of them far behind, relied on the aerial reconnaissance of the little owl to determine their position, and after a period of trekking, approached the Yeti Forest in the northwest of the Shining City.

The two of them had just entered the forest with the three men in black, when they suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping in the sky, and Rogra hid Catherine under a large tree, hiding her figure with the help of shadows, and looked up to see a group of behemoths flying between the shadows of the trees overhead.

"It's the griffins, Antonio is fast enough!" Rogge said as he looked in the direction of the three mysterious men, and found that the three were also hiding behind two large trees, and the sneaky probe looked in the direction where the griffon knights were flying.

Suddenly, the little owl landed silently, and two red talons landed on Catherine's head, and the sharp tips stabbed her in the head.

"I found the fish!" said Lilith, as she folded her wings, as if nothing had happened to her, as if her bullying of Catherine had never happened.

Catherine glared at her in disgust, trying to reach out and grab her, but she dodged and flew onto Rog's hat.

"Those guys are on the move, let's follow!" Rog beckoned to Catherine after glancing at the departing backs of the three mysterious men, who crept after them.

After walking for a moment in the silence of the mountain forest, Rogge and Catherine stopped behind a small patch of snow-covered bushes.

They cautiously peeked out from behind the bushes and saw three mysterious men surround a woman in the middle of a glade from three directions, and that woman was the Alice they were looking for.

"Miss Alice, I'm glad we're meeting again!" said one of them, a tall and thin man in a black robe who looked like a leader, stepped forward and said to Alice.

"I thought you had escaped without a trace!" said Alice, surprised and angry, "what did you promise me, and why wasn't Tully killed?"

"Please don't worry, Miss Alice, we're here to help you!" the leader bowed his head slightly, his whole face hidden in the shadow of the hood.

He held out his black-gloved right hand to Alice and said, "Although we will not be able to help you ascend to the position of the Templar for the time being, we will still keep you safe and help you eliminate your opponents. ”

"Let's hope so, Tali and Rogge have been hunting me down on the island, and we'd better get out of here quickly!" Alice said worriedly, walking towards the black-robed leader.

"You don't have to worry, no one can threaten you, please come with us!" the black-robed leader walked up to Alice and asked, "By the way, did you mention us to them?"

"Of course not, even if I told them, they wouldn't let me go, wouldn't I be an isolated fool then?" Alice frowned as she stared at the leader of the black-robed men, annoyed by his distrustful inquiry.

"I'm sorry, miss, I don't doubt what you mean, I just want to know how much the opponent knows about us, in that case, things are much easier!" the black-robed leader whispered with a smile in his voice, making a "please" gesture with his left hand.

Alice was about to leave with him, when the black-robed leader suddenly turned his left hand to her chest, revealing a shiny knife in his sleeve and stabbing her in the chest.

Alice was taken aback, and hurriedly flashed sideways, the knife pierced her shoulder, and Alice lost her balance, clutching her wound and falling to the ground.

"Why? Why are you doing this?" Alice gritted her teeth in pain and looked up at the black-robed leader, who was surrounded by two other black-robed men.

I only heard the black-robed leader laugh and said: "Because you are useless, just like the greedy village chief of the fishing village, death is your best destination, because the dead will never leak secrets!"