Werewolf hunting rules

If there were any situations that Clayton couldn't accept, then Barbara's current situation should be one of them.

When he and Julius arrived next to Barbara's location, the situation had become out of control.

On the street in the city center, the female vampire lies on the ground.

She was facing up to the sky, her long hair was disheveled, and a little blood seeped out from her chest, dyeing her clothes red. As for the position of her face, it was a bit difficult to identify because her last movement caused the back of her hand to block her face.

Clayton knew that vampires had extremely strong vitality and would not necessarily die even if they were shot in the heart, but he could not get close to confirm Barbara's condition.

Because there were too many people at the scene.

At least seventy or eighty people surrounded this area, blocking the street with water. Some people poked their heads out of the high-rise windows of the houses next to the street to watch the excitement.

Just to see where Barbara was, they spent a lot of time finding something to put their feet on, and they could only do it in a place far away from the crowd, because closer to the place, the broken bricks and wooden boards had long been occupied by people. I got there first, and there were people on the wall, making it impossible to get up.

If they didn't all have extraordinary abilities, they wouldn't be able to observe from such a distance.

God knows what happened to Barbara here to end up in this situation.

Those people also talked about it. After listening for a while, Clayton and Julius realized that someone had shot here before. But when the first group of onlookers heard the sound and came over, they only saw this woman. topple.

Moreover, it has not been long since the gunshots were fired, and the sheriff has not yet arrived.

"She's a vampire. If she was just shot, it wouldn't kill her." Julius said, staring at Barbara in the crowd. This is what Clayton was thinking.

If you don't attack the vampire's heart with pure silver or chop off their head, the cursed person is almost immortal.

Barbara may have been seriously injured and was unable to use her extraordinary speed to slip away from ordinary people, so she had to accept the onlookers here.

They came down from the wall and were worried.

Even if Barbara was still alive, how were they going to bring her back?

They can go there as a police officer, but if they meet other police officers, they may be exposed immediately - the city center is not their jurisdiction. If there is a dead person, the police officer in that jurisdiction must investigate his identity and make a case for him. Its registration is filed.

Even if the deceased has been identified, he cannot be brought back without a special reason.

That is to say, as long as they meet the Sheriff along the way, they may be detained without being able to excuse themselves by saying that the deceased was not from the parish.

And Barbara is a resident of this city. Because of her appearance and experience, she is even slightly famous near where she lives. If the police officer here discovers her identity, it will cause trouble in many ways.

Julius suddenly had an idea: "You go in and carry her back. You can hold her and cry while saying that you are her husband. She shot herself because she was jealous and found a mistress. You want to Take her back and bury her. I think this tragic story is enough to impress those kind-hearted gentlemen to make way for you. Because you are the relative of the deceased, the local sheriff will not trouble us."

"No, I don't want it." Clayton shook his head firmly.

"Is there a doctor? Who can save this poor woman?" Someone in the huge crowd raised their hands and shouted.

Some people have begun to realize that this woman cannot be left alone.

This kindness made Clayton feel tight.

"Then say you are a doctor, go up and try, and then say that you have no tools and can't do anything and that you must be sent to the hospital, so that I can call a carriage to pick you up." Julius urged again.

"No, don't think about it."

The lieutenant's eyes swept over the crowd and other high places with a clear view of the whole scene, especially the open windows on the buildings on both sides of the street.

"Are you going to give up on her?" Julius asked, frowning.

"No, it's just that I suspect the person who shot her hasn't left yet and is waiting for us to show up so he can recognize our faces."

In Clayton's eyes, there were too many suspicious guys at the scene, at least a dozen.

Those guys watching the excitement in the building and the first arrivals near the center of the crowd may be the perpetrators. In this wealthy area, there are not many people who have the ability, willingness and courage to do such a thing. He almost It must have been done by the Hook detectives who followed the Spider Priest.

"It's true, then you can think of a way." The mage leaned against the wall boredly. Rather than caring about Barbara, he just wanted Clayton to do what he said, so he didn't feel too depressed because of this fact. .

Clayton quickly identified a gentleman who seemed to be able to help them.

The gentleman stood on the edge of the crowd, wearing a priest's black robe, with handsome blond hair, and was looking at Barbara in the center of the crowd.

He knew this man; they had met at the church where Joe Mani volunteered.

Clayton remembered the other party’s name—Peti, a good name with a very ancient charm and a sense of sanctity. This priest is said to be much older than him, but he looks much younger than him.

It is not uncommon for priests from St. Mellon Parish to go to the city center. The two areas are adjacent, and the priest occasionally receives commissions for door-to-door baptisms.

He didn't know if the other party had discovered Barbara's dark identity, or whether he would be repelled after seeing his own identity, but since the church acquiesced to the existence of the Presbyterian Church and he had helped a bishop, then they The relationship between them may not be so bad.

"Father." He caught Petty's attention and asked the priest to step aside.

Father Petty was indeed a kind man. He still remembered Clayton, so he kept smiling after seeing Clayton. He agreed to their request very easily even though they did not explain the reason.

With the help of the church's serving priest, Clayton thought that Detective Hook would not go back with revenge, otherwise it would be time for someone else to trouble them.

The priest in black walked into the crowd and easily separated the people on both sides.

In full view of everyone, he put his palm on Barbara's head and prayed softly. Soon, the woman's fingers shook and she moaned, which everyone saw and heard.

"It's a miracle! No, it's a miracle!"

“Heavenly Father bless——”

The surrounding gentlemen and women exclaimed and crossed themselves devoutly on their chests.

Most of the priests of the White Sect have some medical skills, and healing miracles are performed unabashedly even in ordinary times. Everyone regards this as a favor from the gods. However, not all priesthoods are qualified to release miracles. Only mid-level priesthoods are allowed and can be taught by high-level priesthoods after proving their faith. There are also certain restrictions on the release of miracles. Commonly used weak healing miracles are still limited. No shot of sedative is effective, and there are no magical effects that directly affect the audio and visual effects.

Therefore, although everyone knew that miracles existed in the Church, it was difficult to form a concrete impression.

Father Petty was as popular among the crowd as a bishop, but Julius couldn't stand him.

The mage crossed his arms and said, "It doesn't look like he is helping us, but we are helping him become a star. Humph - and I feel like his smile before was laughing at us, or at Barbara? I That’s what my gut says anyway.”

Clayton strongly disagreed with this view.

"Don't speculate on other people's nobility. At least he helped us."

After the commotion subsided, the priest helped Barbara to the place agreed with them. Without making any demands or asking for payment, he just said hello to Clayton and Julius and left.

In the alley, Clayton looked at the departing figure of the priest with admiration: "Father Petty is such a good man. I think he is a role model in the priesthood. One day he will be elected as a bishop, and maybe he will be able to accept it." The holy name given to the Holy See.”

Julius's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd after hearing this exclamation.

The werewolf praised the priest's character. This was the first time he had seen such a happy scene.

He changed the subject and said: "Let's listen to what Ms. Barbara has to say. How did Father Petty teach you how to coordinate the performance? This must be the first time you met, right?"

The person Julius mentioned did not speak. She had been putting her hand on her chest blankly from the beginning, as if confirming something. When he asked, she put her hand down, but she stopped talking.

"Miss, speak!"

He urged her again and again, and then Barbara spoke unconvincingly: "I feel like my injury is healed."

This conclusion surprised others.

Clayton and Julius looked at each other, looking at each other.

The miracles of the church come from the light. Those holy powers are inherently incompatible with the power of the dark moon, and the dark moon's curse is already involved in the components of the darkborn's essence.

"How can this be?"

Julius stared impolitely at Barbara's breasts, trying to see through the clothes to see the wound.

Clayton was less rude, mostly because he didn't think Barbara had a reason to lie.

"So, he really released a miracle for you?" he asked seriously. If this thing is true, its influence will be extremely huge, and its obvious consequence is that he can immediately consider joining the church.

"I think so."

Barbara's expression showed the uneasiness of coming out from under the gaze of the crowd, but her green eyes also contained a bit of awe and expectation for the priest. If the holy power can also work on the dark descendants, she may be able to convert and be baptized again, allowing her life to return to the rhythm of the past.

Julius finally judged from her reaction that she had not lied, but he still retained some trust in her ignorance, and he thought of another explanation.

"I think this is just your illusion. The resilience of vampires is beyond ordinary people. Maybe when he arrived, your wound had healed, but you didn't dare to stand up and exercise in front of other people, so you kept noticing It’s just less than that.”

Healing a serious injury within five or six minutes may sound impossible, but if it is a penetrating injury with a narrow wound, and the injured person is a vampire, then the result may not be certain.

Clayton was awakened and changed his judgment.

"This is also a possibility, a very high possibility." Julius's conclusion is more reliable than going against common sense.

"Is that so?" Barbara's green eyes dimmed again.

"Maybe, but please leave any attempts until later." Clayton took out the map of this parish from his pocket and spread it on the ground. "Now let's talk about your attack."