"I have long expected that there might be such a result..."

Catherine stared at the black muzzle of the gun in Rogge's hand and said in a desperate tone: "I'm not afraid of death, but I heard that there is no monster that you can't hunt. I just hope that before you kill me, you can agree to help me kill that monster." White Werewolf, I don’t have money to pay the commission, but I can give you my life.”

"I don't want human life, it's of no use to me." After Rogge said that, he threw the silver gun in his hand to Catherine. The girl took it in her hand in surprise and heard Rogge say: "There are ten bullets in that handgun." Silver Bullet, you have ten chances to shoot me in exchange for bounty, you can start now."

Catherine looked at him at a loss, not expecting that he would make such a decision. She raised the blunderbuss with a trembling hand and pointed it at Rogge not far away. The muzzle of the gun trembled in mid-air, and her finger was on the trigger. She kept lingering and tried to press it several times, but it seemed that a force froze her index finger, making it disobedient.

"No, I can't do it!" Finally, she put down the gun in her hand, shook her head in pain and said, "I can't shoot at the people who saved my life. If it weren't for you, I would have been burned to ashes! "

Rogge looked back at the pain on her pale face, took out a silver gun and a bag full of silver bullets from his waist, and said, "Go on!"

Catherine subconsciously reached out to catch them and looked up at him in confusion. Rogge said to her solemnly: "In that case, take them and follow me. The white werewolf you mentioned has the same deep quarrel with me. Maybe one day we will find it and settle our old and new grudges with it."

"Are you telling the truth? Are you willing to help me?" Catherine looked at Rogge with surprise and suspicion and asked, "You're not joking, are you?"

Rogge put out the cigar in his hand, with a secret bitter smile on his lips, and shook his head softly: "This is not a joke on my part, but a joke on the two of us..."

He glanced at the confused expression on Catherine's face, waved to her and said, "You may not understand what I mean now, but you will understand sooner or later in the future. Come on, follow me, let's get out of here."

Catherine nodded slightly, put the two silver muskets and the bullet bag on her belt, and followed Roger to the stairs of the lighthouse with excitement and joy.

"Take off your cloak and put on mine. We have to go back to the fishing village. I don't want Mr. Priest to recognize you again." Rogge took off his brown cloak and put it on Catherine. The hood covered her face.

"Come on, Lilith, it's time for us to go!" He put half of the cigar in his ear, touched the head of the little Loli standing at the top of the stairs, and glanced at Catherine who was following behind. , turned into a little owl and flew onto Rogge's shoulder.

"Why do you want to take her with you? I didn't save her just to let her steal my dinner, and you want to use my bird food to please the pretty lady!" the little owl asked Roger with an unhappy look.

"You are a little miser who feels bad for losing a feather for half a year. Even the king who lost his crown will not make such a fuss like you!" Rogge touched Lilith's furry little head with his hand and said, "Don't worry, Even if I don’t have anything to eat, I can still find something to feed the birds!”

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The little owl tilted its little head unhappily, turned around and glared at Catherine, then fluttered its wings and got under Roger's wide-brimmed hat.

"What is she?" Catherine glanced curiously at the place where Lilith disappeared, and asked doubtfully and uneasily.

"Her name is Lilith, and she is an elf owl." Roger answered Catherine's question while walking down the spiral staircase of the lighthouse: "Of course, she is not an ordinary little bird, as you just saw Yes, that little girl is her true face, she is from Deiz, and her original name is Lily."

"Ten years ago, the empire's supreme monarch, the Holy Emperor, died. The newly enthroned Holy Emperor Valentin II issued a ban to the priests, declaring that all women who studied magic would be treated as evil witches."

"During the ban, black cats, owls, and crows were identified as the incarnation of witches. All women who came into contact with and took in these creatures were treated as witches regardless of age. Lilith and her mother were burned at the stake."

"Lilith was only seven years old that year. The mother and daughter were burned to death in public by the priests of the Holy Assembly. Her innocent ghost lingered around the village and could not be dispersed until she was discovered and taken in by a real witch."

"The witch infused her soul into a little owl and taught her witchcraft, and her name was changed from Lily to Lilith - the name of the mythical witch of hell."

Having said this, Rogge turned back to Catherine and smiled slightly, saying, "Now you understand why she saved you, right?"

Before Catherine could answer, Lilith's annoyed voice suddenly came from under her wide-brimmed hat: "Don't tell those annoying humans about me. I only saved her to show off to the damn stupid priest!"

Rogge and Catherine looked at each other, but did not reply. Lilith continued to coo and said fiercely: "If you tell her about me again, I will turn her into a fat caterpillar and kill her in one bite." Eat it!”

"It's up to you, little witch!" Rogge raised his hand and touched the hat lovingly. Hearing that Lilith inside had stopped making any noise, he turned back and gave Catherine a look, telling her not to worry.

"Lilith has always hated humans, especially the priests of the Holy Assembly. She is not targeting you, but I also suggest that you don't mess with her casually, otherwise she will really hurt you." Rogge turned around and reminded Catherine softly.

"But she seems quite close to you." Catherine nodded carefully.

"That's because she is a lonely bird, and I am a 'lone wolf'." Rogge smiled meaningfully, opened the lighthouse door and walked out.

When the two of them stepped out of the door of the lighthouse, earth-shattering thunder suddenly came from the sky. Rogge looked back at the sky over the sea and saw a harsh thunderbolt piercing the sky, strong wind mixed with heavy rain pouring down, and crackling waves. Hit the brim of your wide-brimmed hat.

"It seems like something is approaching." Rogge said softly with a serious expression.

Catherine, who was standing behind her, looked around uneasily at the thick night, with the howling of the storm echoing in her ears, and asked in confusion: "What is it? I didn't see anything..."

Rogge didn't answer, and quickly came to the edge of the cliff. His blue eyes stared straight at the turbulent Darcy Sea. He saw a row of turbulent waves several meters high coming from the junction of the sea and the sky. Thunder and lightning With the heavy rain lingering around it, it seemed as if the huge waves were carrying something terrible and were rushing towards the coast of the fishing village.

"It seems that the priest is not making things out of thin air," Rogge turned around and said to Catherine who came to his side: "There is indeed something landing, but it is definitely not the witch he said. The power to control wind, cloud, thunder, lightning and sea tides is definitely not What an average witch can have!”

"Are you going to take a look?" Catherine vaguely sensed Rogge's thoughts and asked tentatively.

"Of course, I won't miss this good opportunity. Do you know what a demon hunter does?" Rogge turned around and put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, smiling: "We are just nosy!"

"Come on, dear, our cooperation has begun. No matter what kind of monster we are about to face, as long as it dares to show its teeth in front of you, blow its head off. You will fall in love with this feeling!" Rogge! As he said this, he passed by Catherine and walked down the cliff.

The girl glanced at Rogge's back, pulled out the silver-colored gun from her waist, her eyes flashed with renewed fighting spirit and expectation, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she quickly followed Rogge amidst the thunder and lightning. fishing village.