"Little guy, I'm the one you're looking for!" Stone Face stared at Rogge with a pair of piercing eyes.

Rogge frowned and looked at the old stone face, looked back at Lilith and asked: "It said little one? Is it calling you?"

"It's calling you, you idiot!" Lilith said with a look of disgust.

Rogge looked at her with squinting eyebrows, looked up at Stone Face and asked, "You call me little guy, am I that little?"

"Of course, your size can't even fill up the wrinkles on my face." The stone-faced man said as he looked at Rogge in an old-fashioned way.

"I admit it, even if you stuff your old face into a mountain, it won't be enough!" Rogge shrugged and retorted.

"Don't make me angry!" Stone Face suddenly opened his mouth and roared at him. A gust of wind blew in his face, blowing Rogge back several steps.

He frowned and wiped his face, looked up at Stone Face and said, "You are so disrespectful of etiquette. Do you have something to wipe the saliva on my face?"

"That little birdie told me, you want to enter this warehouse, right?" Stone Face ignored his teasing and stared at him seriously.

Rogge turned back and glared at the little owl, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you tell it the truth? We are here to steal things!"

"I'm just here to check out the place. Just figure out how to get in. It's your business to steal or not!" the little owl said with an unconvinced snort.

"Oh my god, what kind of teammate is this?" Rogge looked at her dumbfounded, raised his head and said to Stone Face: "Okay, now that the little traitor has told you the truth, I have nothing more to say, so go ahead, How can we get in?"

"As long as you answer my three questions correctly, I will let you in!" Stone Face said with a meaningful smile: "Note, you only have one chance for each question!"

"You want to stop me with such an old trick? Come over here and let you see the power of the Quiz King!" Rogge calmly took out a cigar from his waist, lit a match and lit a wisp of smoke. He took a gentle breath and waited for Stone Face to ask the question.

"The first question is very simple, listen up," Stone Face said in a thick voice: "Who is a Titan to you?"

"Yes..." Rogge almost blurted out, but swallowed the words again. He wanted to answer "giant", but felt that the question could not be that simple.

He searched for information about the Titans in his mind. Legend has it that the Titans were originally a branch of the gods and once ruled the entire continent. Later, because they did not obey the control of the gods, they had a war with the gods. After the defeat, they were expelled to live in seclusion on the ice and snow island.

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The word god-men crossed his mind, but he felt it was far-fetched because they were just expired gods and had no human blood.

He lowered his head and smoked a cigar, staring at the ground at his feet, chewing the questions raised by Stone Face in his mind. Suddenly, he heard the little owl on his shoulder ask impatiently: "Can you think faster? I want to hurry up." Let’s go back to the banquet hall and see if we can catch the last dessert of the banquet!”

"Banquet hall?" Rogge was stunned for a moment, his eyes staring straight at the huge floor tiles under his feet. The matter of Tyrell entertaining guests in the banquet hall suddenly came to his mind.

Rogge had a flash of inspiration, raised his head and smiled confidently: "I know the answer. To me, the Titan is the master of this place!"

Stone Face stared at him for a moment, then suddenly showed a mischievous smile: "You didn't fall into the trap. The simpler the question, the more complicated people will think! No matter what, you got the answer right,' for you ', the Titan is the 'owner' here, because you are Tyrell's guest!"

"Thank you for your hospitality. Then, please tell me your second question!" Rogge blew out a smoke ring with a smile and nodded to Stone Face.

"Listen, the second question is," Stone Face paused deliberately, and then said: "How many Titans are there in this hall?"

Before Rogge started thinking, the little owl on the side shouted first: "Wow, this question is so difficult. Do you want me to count it for you?"

"Little fool, just count your feathers and shut up!" Rogge poked the little furball's head with his finger, raised his head and put the cigar into his mouth, thought carefully for a moment, and replied firmly: "My The answer is four."

"Four? Are you kidding me?" Stone Face asked with an incredulous smile.

"Of course I am serious, but this 'four' is not four, but four!" Rogge stretched out four fingers to him and said.

"According to my observation, there are only four identities of Titans that can enter the hall, namely Prince Tyrell, senior generals under the prince, the prince's attendants, and the prince's personal guard."

"Needless to say, Your Highness, the other three types of people all have their own identity cards. The identity cards of the senior generals are lightning bolts, the identity cards of the attendants are flowing water, and the identity cards of the Guards are crossed spearheads. There is no such thing. People with certain identity cards cannot enter the hall," Rogge said.

"I still remember that the patrol captain who led us when we first met left immediately after taking us to see the prince. He didn't even dare to climb the first step in front of the hall."

He took a step forward, stared at the stone face with burning eyes, and said word for word: "Finally, what you just asked was 'how many Titans' are there in the hall, but you didn't ask me to explain how many or how many Titans there are in the hall." How many kinds!"

The stone face stared at the corner of Rogge's sly smile, and there seemed to be anger after being teased in his brows, but Rogge smoked the cigar quietly in his mouth, paying no attention to his seemingly sullen expression, and acted rationally. Like all over the world.

The two faced each other for a moment, and Stone Face suddenly burst into laughter. Rogge also showed a knowing smile when he saw this. Stone Face smiled and said: "You little guy, not only have keen observation, but you are also very good at catching words! You can't even use strong words to make sense." They are all so confident, which really impresses me!”

"You are not complimenting me. It seems that you are not convinced yet!" Rogge smiled, blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "I think you must be planning to give me a hard answer on the third question. Take revenge on me?"

"Humph, you are really good at guessing people's thoughts!" Stone Face opened his eyes wide and smiled: "Yes, listen carefully to my third question, if you want to enter the treasure house behind me!"

"I'm all ears!" Rogge suppressed his smile and replied softly.

"The third question is, what weaknesses do humans have that Titans don't have?" Stone Face asked with a serious expression.

Hearing this question, Rogge slowly frowned. This question is too broad. If the first two are still clues to be explored, then the last one is like finding a needle in a haystack. Human beings have too many weaknesses, and everyone They all have different weaknesses, which are simply countless.

"There must be something specific in his question, some kind of weakness that all humans have but Titans don't have..." Rogge thought carefully and eliminated the weaknesses of humans in detail, but until the cigar between his lips was about to After burning out, he didn't find the answer.

"Ouch!" When the red-hot cigar burned Rogge's lips, he woke up from his deep thoughts, threw the red cigarette butt on the ground, and rubbed his sore lips with his hands.

The little owl on the side jumped up to him and asked with concern in an unusually gentle voice: "Are you okay?"

Rogge looked back at her and saw the endless care in her big bright eyes, and then thought of his own worry when Lilith was frozen by the frost, and the feeling in his heart before he lowered his head to kiss her stiff little "corpse". A feeling of collapse that is almost about to be knocked down.

Then, the picture in his mind turned, and he remembered Tyrell's indifference and calmness when he heard that his eldest brother Ted had been killed. This suddenly reminded him of the war a hundred years ago, when the human coalition was hacked. When the wizards blocked the Dark Hills, they relied on the Titans' restraint on the dark wizards to defeat the black wizards' defense line.

"What weaknesses do humans have but not Titans?" Rogge raised his head and gently stamped out the smoking cigarette butts on the ground. He looked at the stone face with a confident smile and said firmly: "I know. What is that!”