Chapter 93 Looking for Rogge

"What are you thinking about?" Anna's words pulled Starr from last night's memory to the shouting station.

"I'm wondering where those Zalls come from?" Star shook his head. "I always feel like something is going to happen to Witherspoon. I hope it's not those damn abyss demons."

Anna's little face suddenly turned white, and she remembered what had happened to her in the land of Gru. Although her strength is not bad, she is always a little girl and can't accept so many cruel things. I hope so."

"That's why I want to ask you for help." Star said with a straight face. I think those people were hiding in Weston. I didn't see the woman clearly last night, but I remember the appearance of the dwarf Rogge clearly. With your help, we will definitely be able to find him out.

Anna's face was embarrassed, and she said hesitantly, "I'm sorry, I really want to help you. But my family knew what happened to the guardian mercenary regiment in the capital of Azeroth, and my father never let me interfere in this matter again.

Star was stunned.

A big family like Anna must know the secret after the whole incident. They knew the degree of danger hidden behind the scenes, so they banned Anna from being involved in this kind of incident again.

I can really play some tricks to drag Anna to her boat, and then let her family behind her clean up the stall. But after all, Anna helped herself. Although Starr is no longer black and black-eyed, he is still a very traditional Chinese in his bones, and the ancient motto of dripping kindness is also deeply engraved in his mind. Even if he traveled to another world, he didn't dare to forget it.

"However, I can ask Xiu Yi to help you secretly inquire about it." Anna said in a hurry. I don't think there will be any problem with him."

"Thank you." Star said from the bottom of his heart.

After sending Anna away, Star turned his eyes to the students after the long run in front of him. They are all native Witherspoon. If outsiders come to the city, they may be aware of it.

"Which of you has seen this man?" Star pulled out the images drawn overnight and handed them to the students. He is a dwarf, a hunchback, and his iconic weapon is a sharp-horned hammer with two blades.

The students gathered around and pointed to the image.

"Rog!" Some of the students called out. He is a famous dwarf blacksmith in Witherspoon, and it is not difficult for him to build magic equipment.

It's Coley who speaks, and he is also a broken family. It was also because of the decline of the family that Coley's parents put all their bets on this son. The seller's property made him sharpen his head, which squeezed into the Holy See. And Coley also lived up to his parents' expectations. He tried his best to learn martial arts, and his strength was also slightly upstream in the students. It's just that I unfortunately met a teacher like Star.

"Do you know where he is?" Star asked in a hurry.

"In the northern suburbs of the west of the city, there is his blacksmith's shop. His blacksmith's shop has been there since I can remember when I was a child.

"You take me with you."

After letting the students train by themselves, Star followed Coli to the west of the city.

Star understood at least several things from Coley's mouth. Old Rogge has been in Withers Pompon for at least 50 years, of which he has been missing for another two years. According to his conversation with the woman last night, these mysteries will be solved. Rogge is likely to go to the capital of Azeroth in the next two years. He lived there for a while, which triggered a series of things there.

Star is more and more sure that old Rogge must be involved in those behind-the-scenes things.

In the northwestern suburbs of the city, Stameng stopped. The scene in front of him is almost the same as the residence he was looking for in the capital of Azeroth. The winding Suprati River extends to the junction of heaven and earth. A crooked-necked tree hung by the river, and the red wicker roots fell into the river. The huge and thick canopy almost enveloped half of the river.

"This is Old Rogge's blacksmith's shop." Coley pointed to the big room on the red willow with his hands together and said. Sir, do you want to go up?"

"You go back first. I'll go up and have a look and come back. Remember to urge those little rabbits for me not to be lazy." Star said lightly, as if he was just taking a beautiful girl to play.

Star climbed the rope ladder hanging from the red willow, and the tree house was several times larger than the capital of Azeroth. As soon as I climbed to the head of the tree, I could hear the endless sound of 'ping-pong' inside. The simple wooden house has been repaired and filled with many loopholes, but it is also difficult to hide the mottled holes and cracks on the wooden wall. It can be seen from this that this blacksmith's shop has been around for many years. The old and thick branches and leaves of the old tree gently embraced the wooden house, blocking most of the light.

There are also exquisite carvings on the wooden wall, which looks like an elf's handwriting more than a dwarf. If you don't look carefully, Starr can't even tell what is the magic of nature and which is the ingenuity of skillful hands.

If he is not in a different position, Starr really wants to make friends with him.

The morning sun has just enveloped the wooden house, and the weather is not too hot. But as soon as it approached the wooden house, there was a heat wave.

"It's a nice day." There was a loud gong-like voice in the room, "Old Rogge, do you want the axe you made for me? You should give it to me today!"

Someone. Star's heart suddenly sank. He thought that there was only a dwarf in the wooden house, and even if he used force, he had to pry the news out of his teeth. But now I can only calm down a little. Let's take a look at the situation again.

Gently pushed away the willow treetops, and through the cracks in the wooden house, Star saw the situation in the house.

The room looks a little empty, and the shelves on both sides are several wooden sculptures that have been carefully brushed. The spotless glass window shrouded the whole room in warm light. There was an iron felt in the middle of the wooden house, and there was a huge stove against the window. The naked Rogge waved the sharp hammer in his hand. The bean-sized sweat kept rolling down his muscular body. The messy brown beard was carefully taken up by him and tied into a braid around his neck.

There was also a dwarf standing in front of him.

No, to be precise, it's like a dwarf that has been magnified several times.

He is as tall as three edges, and his huge height is almost full of the whole wooden house. The beard on his chin was also tan, and he braided it like a dwarf. From the back, this guy's body is very strong, his back is very wide, his bare arms are thick and strong, and his top is full of thick hair. You can't tell which race he is from. However, his face betrayed the dress, and his huge nose kept swinging towards them.

Oh, my God, the Olefins of Bimon! How did they appear here?

"Is the 400-pound long knife so fast? It takes three days to melt those iron ingots. But then again, I really hope the weather is worse. My old bone is not like you. Old Rogge complained.

He stopped the movement in his hand, shook his arm with difficulty, and suddenly there was a sound like fried beans. There are guests outside."

Orefin rushed out of the wooden house with a bone knife at his feet. His thick legs, like stone piers, moaned as the red willow tree. The two white tusks on the lips drilled out of the upper jaw and almost bent to the forehead. Under the scorching sun, his rough body was covered with all kinds of animal skins. Some animal skins are even black and blind, and the complete bear's head hangs on their shoulders.

"Human? Why did you come here?" The bone knife in Bimon's hand pointed to Star and asked harshly. It's sneaky. It doesn't look like a good guy at first glance.

The huge bone knife in his hand reminded Star of the two-handed sword in Leren's hand, and there was a chill in it. A small head appeared behind his thick thighs, which was the dwarf Rogge who had just struck the iron in the room.

These two guys look like a father and son, and the combination is extremely strange.

Old Rogge put his hands on his back and circled the Star three times. He suddenly stopped and tried to put his head up on tiptoe. You are the human who followed us last night. I can't believe that you not only killed the spider elf, but also dared to chase here.

Olefin narrowed his eyes, and the bone knife he pointed on the tip of Star's nose trembled slightly, and his murderous intention suddenly burst out. Say, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the stupid stagnation of the human beings in front of him, Olefinbion roared and waved the bone knife in his hand, and the anger was boiling in the big eyes under the long eyebrows. It was not until this time that Star saw clearly that this bone knife was definitely from a huge beast. He has no doubt about the sharpness of the knife, and this strong Olefin can easily cut off a yak's head.

Star looked at Rogge slantly, and his right hand slightly pushed away the bone knife pointing to the tip of his nose. When I come here, I'm afraid this highly valued old dwarf will know what's going on. Can't I, a head of the Holy Knights, ask a dwarf master to help me make an exclusive weapon?

Star quietly erased the word "honor" that should have been added before his title. He pulled his knight's cloak and revealed the badge marked with his identity. Strong Olefin Warriors, I am simply surprised by your bravery. I remember that there is another one of my students from the Wolf tribe. His name is Caesar. I don't know if you know him?

"We are distant relatives..." Olefin spoke a common language with a local accent and pulled the tip of the knife down. He has just been tense and his momentum has weakened. After all, they are all acquaintances in the sense. I'm sorry for my rudeness just now.

"Dear Master Rogge, is the dwarven etiquette so rough that a distant guest stand outside the door?" Star said with a smile, squinting his eyes and staring at Rogge.

Roger glanced at Star, and he was a little surprised. He really can't figure out what this human being is thinking. With a powerful Oreven warrior as the backing, even a heroic knight may not be able to benefit. Moreover, the strength of the other party is not strong. At this time, he can not only calmly analyze the situation around him, but also quietly resolve the danger he is facing.

He wants to see what this human wants to do!

Old Rogge shrugged his shoulders, and then quickly invited Star to the house.