Xue Hua returned to hide near the camp of those bastards with a cold face. He quietly waited for the other party to set off back to the Rogge camp. He moved the corpse of the Rogge archer to a place farther away and dug a hasty hole.
He buried it and made some arrangements in place to make it look like it was being dragged away by the devil, so that these people would not look back and find something wrong.
Although there was no relationship between him and this unfortunate lady, as a person born in a peaceful era, his soul did not allow him to turn a blind eye to this matter.
Xue Hua waited quietly until the sky became darker and darker, and suddenly there was movement in the camp of the group. It seemed that some commotion had occurred.
A woman holding a staff seemed to have a serious disagreement with the three of them. They quarreled, and the atmosphere even became tense at one point.
But in the end the riot calmed down.
Peace returned to the camp.
The next day, when Xue Hua left the hiding place, the four people had already packed their things and started their return journey.
Xue Hua watched silently, and sent springtails to follow them covertly, while he followed further away to prevent the vines of the druid among the four from discovering him.
The return journey was relatively peaceful. At first there were scattered zombies and wire-haired rats harassing us, but as we went further, the harassment became less and less, and it was obvious that we were not far from Rogge's camp.
This made Xue Hua a little helpless.
When he first crossed over, he was so frightened by the body of female Rogge that he just ran around, and ended up running in the opposite direction to Rogge's camp. This caused his subsequent exploration to completely go in the opposite direction.
The grid camp is getting further and further away.
If he continues to explore like he is, he can only ask Sister Flavi, the captain of Rogge stationed there when he is about to enter the icy plain...
Fortunately, I finally found the "guide".
Springtail's tracking skills were not superb, but the four people rushing ahead had something in their minds and just wanted to return to Rogge's camp as quickly as possible. The surrounding area was not strictly guarded, so Xue Hua was able to follow behind safely.
The tracking continued for a whole day, and after spending another night in the wild, Xue Hua finally saw the iconic log fence of Camp Rogge from the springtail's view.
When he got here, he was no longer in a hurry. He quietly approached and took a look. He saw the four people walking into the camp after saying a few words to the guard Rogge. Those Rogge who had spoken to them looked obviously depressed.
It was very sad to go up there.
"As expected, these bastards just made up a random excuse and got away with it."
Xue Hua retreated with a sullen face, waited in the wild for a while, and took the swarm of insects back into Leviathan. Then he pretended to be dusty and walked toward the camp with a fragile-looking little skeleton.
.
"Hello, sir, welcome back to Camp Rogge."
The archer Rogge who was guarding the gate was obviously in a bad mood, with a faint sad look on his fair and delicate face. However, when he saw Xue Hua coming, he still reluctantly put on a smile and greeted him in a gentle and gentle tone.
This made Xue Hua even more angry. These beautiful girls have made no less contributions to mankind than those so-called "professionals", but yet they were betrayed like that in the wild, which is simply despicable.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Xue Hua suppressed his anger towards the four beasts, pretending not to know anything and asked the female Rogge.
"Well...it's nothing, sir. Yesterday, a sister died on the battlefield against demons. Well, this is a very common thing. You don't need to worry about it..."
Seeing the indifference that the female Rogge pretended, Xue Hua took a deep breath. He bit his gums and couldn't say anything. He could only close his eyes and nodded, patted the female Rogge on the shoulder, and then faced
She walked past him expressionlessly.
It wasn't until he crossed the wooden fence that he heard a faint sigh and intermittent words coming from behind him.
"Poor Anne and Funya, they have just graduated from Master Kasha...after that..."
Xue Hua's face twitched and the corners of his eyes twitched, but he kept his pace and strode towards Rogge's camp.
The Rogge Camp in the real world is not like a palm-sized area in the game. The towering log fence constitutes the first layer of defense of the camp. Behind the fence, there are many small tents, and the tents are neatly arranged. Many
Rogge walked in and out, and a small group of Rogge archers armed with bows and arrows patrolled behind the log wall.
Within the city wall, there are dozens of towering sentry towers, with at least two Roger on duty on each sentry tower.
Obviously, this is a military area and is heavily guarded. Even professionals cannot approach this area without special orders.
Behind the military zone, another row of slightly shorter log fences was erected. After passing through this fence, we actually entered the inner city of Rogge Camp.
The inner city is very prosperous, and it is completely different from the situation in the outskirts of the Blood Wasteland. Many civilians are walking through the streets, some holding pots and jars, and some bargaining with roadside vendors. After all, no matter how bad the living environment is,
It's bad. As long as people live, they can't live without food. However, most of the people doing business here are civilians. Some wooden buildings or tents on the roadside are also doing civilian business. Those who wear cloaks or warriors are also doing business.
Even if there are professional A, they only pass by in a hurry and almost never stop to buy anything.
Xue Hua had something on his mind and did not appreciate the customs and customs of this other world. He put on a black linen cloak that he found in an unknown house, observed the movements of the passing professionals, and followed them inside.
Walk.
After walking for about ten minutes, there were suddenly fewer stalls on the roadside, and the streets became much quieter. Instead of the vendors selling daily necessities, there were some professionals wearing robes or armor. Most of them were sitting on the ground.
There was a piece of white cloth in front of him. There were many miscellaneous things piled on the white cloth, including potions, various weapons, robes and armor. A few of them even had a few long and short staffs. Of course, there were also gems and scrolls tied with ribbons.
Xue Hua instantly understood that this should be the so-called "professional zone".
The wooden houses on the roadside looked similar to those seen before, but noisy shouting was rarely heard. Only loud-voiced barbarians would shout in the tavern, bragging about their achievements.
He paid a little attention and found that few people came to disturb the southeast corner of this area. Occasionally, they would only stay for a few minutes before walking out. There was a small purple tent occupied there. Although the tent
It's not big, but the professionals around it, whether in construction or practicing stalls, have consciously left the area vacant. Xue Hua even saw a barbarian who didn't find a good place to practice stalls. He would rather quarrel with other people than
Be willing to move even one step toward that tent.
In the Rogge camp, who has such high prestige among the professionals?
