Werewolf hunting rules
Chapter 135 Old Love
When Clayton's head rested on the simple stretcher, he almost melted at the soft touch.
Even though it was just the rough fabric, he missed it so much that he hadn't slept in it for months!
A werewolf can draw more energy from meat, but that doesn't mean sleeping is only for relieving fatigue. For him, sleeping has the same effect as drinking alcohol, which can help him forget recent troubles - at least not think of them so quickly. .
Clayton rolled his eyes downward, Athena's last gift still embedded in his chest.
In order to avoid massive bleeding, the gangsters decided not to do anything to him without permission, but instead asked a surgeon to handle the matter.
He didn't want to close his eyes, lest he be seriously injured and cold and never wake up again.
Suddenly, the members of the Fish Head Operation Team who were carrying the stretcher near his head suddenly spoke.
"Mr. Bello, how did you get rid of her?"
"I am not fighting alone. Ms. Barbara also provided support. Athena is difficult to defeat with four hands."
Seeing the fish head, Clayton suddenly felt a little warm. After he answered, he suddenly found that the young voice was familiar. He squinted his eyes and looked back, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a few strands of black hair scattered under the other person's hood, so Open your eyes wide.
"Aurelli Blanco? Aren't you in college?"
They met during their first meeting at the Pulitzer mansion. O'Leary gave him a copy of "Introduction to Occultism: Common Sense and Counter-Common Sense", and he also agreed to be the consultant of the other party's folk mythology research society.
In any case, he thought that the other party should not be here.
"I'm off school." O'Leary replied, looking down at him.
"Mr. Blanco took the initiative to apply to join the action team. Here, he can learn more than at school." Akzi had already put on his clothes. He walked at the front of the team and used his The bird's beak smoked, and the smoke quickly came out of his nostrils and trailed behind him like two veils.
"I think this is an unwise choice." Clayton commented. The worst decision in his life was to leave school and go to the battlefield. He couldn't see anyone else being so stupid.
Creighton and Akzi had different opinions, and Aureliano Blanco was a little embarrassed in the middle: "Actually, it's not because of study, but uh. My tutor seems to have discovered my identity. To be more specific, Said, when we were trying to translate ancient documents, he would look at me and mutter to himself. I was worried that this situation would affect my graduation, so I wanted to avoid him temporarily."
"This is indeed a problem, but avoiding anything will not solve it. You will still have to face him when you go back later. And"
The werewolf grunted because of the blood in his airway. He turned his head and covered his nose to blow out the blood. He continued: "And there is no need for you to follow them to find Athena. You shouldn't be so fast."
Even if O'Reilly is destined to learn combat, he doesn't think it's right for this student to follow Akzi to the front line. Even when the military is most short of people, recruits must go through at least four months of training before being recruited. Sent to the battlefield, otherwise it would be no different than murder.
"Mr. Akzi thinks that my abilities are suitable for fighting. I hope I can learn some skills by following him."
"Then he should let you get sufficient training first. Skills cannot be learned by watching them once. It requires not only novel insights, but also a certain foundation to understand by analogy."
Akzi turned his head back 180 degrees, his yellow eyes met the yellow eyes of the werewolf, but his walking speed did not slow down.
"Mr. Bello, Blanco is not responsible for the main offensive mission. You and Ms. Barbara killed Athena, and there are six of us who have the ability to make him believe what he sees." Safe. Athena is the eleventh most wanted criminal in the church's "Sinner's Book", so there are not many opportunities like this." He was extremely confident, even if Athena did not die in their hands, he still thought it would not happen It's a dangerous battle.
As if to avoid offending, he added: "Of course, it is a fact that you are one step ahead of us, I do not deny it."
"I guess so."
Clayton was noncommittal to such an answer. He just twisted his spine to make the injury on his chest less painful.
"You see, even if you already have the strength of a knight, it is not easy to face an enemy like Athena. Mr. Bello, I sincerely suggest that you reconsider and join the action team. We will provide you with a very generous salary." Conditions can also help you continue to master your own power. You are a shapeshifter. As long as you can control your beastly nature by learning the method of binding, you will surely be able to get rid of the need for inhibitors soon."
"Thank you for the reminder, I will consider it carefully."
Akqi nodded, turned his face back to the front, and said no more. Clayton looked at Akzi's back and thought for a moment, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and looked at the surrounding mansions in the city center.
The streets were fairly clear tonight, and no one was affected by the fighting.
"After killing the Spider Priest, if I want my family to live in Sasha City, in a safe place like the city center, close to the stronghold, I mean what price do I need to pay?" Clay Dun's palms were firmly pressed on the table as he waited for Elder Dais's reply. Without outside help, his own income alone was not enough to buy a house in the city center.
As late winter approaches, he is still not sure whether to bring Tritis and Donna to the city.
Cities have their disadvantages, but towns and villages may not be safe. Information released by the military proves this: animals in the forest may mutate under the influence of the dark moon, and farms with many livestock may not be immune.
The city center is a good place. The Muguang Cathedral, the Presbyterian Church Headquarters and the City Hall are all here. The risk is less than in towns or other places.
Akzi said before that the Holy Grail Society had colluded with the Presbyterian Church's rival "Ledge Ocean", so they planned to come back and restore their status. If he assists the Presbyterian Church in preventing the intervention of Lvli Ocean this time, then at least he no longer has to worry about the Holy Grail Society.
This is the last chance to bargain before killing Athena.
Elder Dais gave a high-five, and the room shook like a salute.
This broad old man still contains terrifying energy far beyond Clayton's body - both in strength and spirit. He never seems to be afraid of anything.
"Very good, you finally want something. But absolute safety does not exist anywhere. We can only achieve relative safety."
"I know."
"Then you should start thinking of ways to please us old guys." Dais was merciless in his evaluation of the elders, even if he himself was among them. "If you are serious, then don't be afraid of embarrassment. We have everything but some jesters to make us laugh."
The corners of Clayton's mouth twitched. He couldn't imagine whether he would be like this when he got old.
"I am a businessman, and a qualified businessman will not be afraid of embarrassment. But the Fool." He sighed. This sounded like a joke, but the old man's tone did not sound like a joke.
This is troublesome. The lieutenant really has never thought about being a jester. If he wanted to be a jester, now he should be in front of the emperor and listen to others call him "Your Excellency".
Elder Dais crossed one leg and put it on the table, admiring Clayton's hesitation, as if he had expected it.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to abandon your dignity. I have other conditions, but there are risks. I just don't know if you are willing?"
"Please tell me." Clayton felt like he had no choice.
"Young people must have this ambition!" Elder Dais said, stretching out his right hand and pulling out the aloe vera on the windowsill from the flower pot. He squeezed the transparent mucus out of the prickly stems with his fingers. , apply it to the wrinkles and ravines on your face with enjoyment.
Then the old man's lips moved, and his tone suddenly became indifferent and cold: "Kill Akqi, the operations leader of the Security Department, can you do it?"
The lieutenant stood up suddenly and frowned: "I think this is impossible. Isn't he also a member of the Presbyterian Church?"
"I see that he is unhappy. Is this reason enough?"
Elder Dais threw the crushed aloe vera carelessly on the ground. Clayton saw from the corner of his eye that its green skin had turned black, as if it had been burned by fire. He remembered that the forest elves could hear the sound of the plant.
The elders of the Presbyterian Church also seemed to disagree at times.
"Then why don't you do it yourself?" he asked. There must be a reason.
"Making bread is very simple, but do you make bread yourself when you have breakfast? Why don't you ask the servant to buy it in the bakery." Elder Dais looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
Clayton couldn't answer this question and could only further discuss the feasibility: "Even if I do this and succeed, what if I am angered by Elder Gronje because of this? Akzi is his subordinate."
"Don't worry, as long as he dies, Grone will not be angry again." The old man's tone was very firm. "I can tell you the truth, we old guys are too lazy to do anything. The operation of the entire organization basically depends on the four or five senior members below. Akzi is one of them, and his ideas will inevitably lead to our future His activities conflicted with the church and the government. The other old guys didn't care because they were all dark descendants and had experienced years of being targeted. They were accustomed to such results. The time it took to organize the Presbyterian Church was only a matter of time in their long career. It’s just a short section, it’s not worth being sad even if it breaks up.”
"But I am a human being and I can't live much longer, so I hope that this organization that I have invested a lot of energy in will not be disbanded in vain. But so far, Akzi has done a good job, and I can't find an excuse to kill him." If you kill him or drive him away, it will destroy the promotion order that the Presbyterian Church has established for many years. So, do you agree or not."
Clayton hesitated. He had no grievances with Akzi, and it wasn't like he had no other options. As long as he was willing to move away from Sasha City, he wouldn't have to consider such a conflict. The only flaw was that his social environment would need to be reset. Come again.
Even before Elder Dais opened his mouth, he had a vague idea of killing Akzi in his heart.
Part of it is the werewolf's instinctive love for hunting, and part of it is that he really doesn't like this person.
Clayton is not a 100% good person. If someone makes him feel disgusted and it is profitable to kill this person, then he will never be afraid to do it.
But the most troublesome thing is that Akzi has not shown hostility to him so far, and has even shown kindness to him several times, and he cannot kill someone who shows kindness to him unless the other person is heinous or has hurt someone close to him. Man, this is his principle and the moral habit brought by education.
But if he wanted to get help from Elder Dais, he had to take action.
Elder Dais's other suggestion is not feasible at all. Driving Akzi away by plotting may be successful, but Mr. Owl is also a keen observer and bold and cruel. If he discovers the truth, Clayton will have to beware of his retaliation at all times, which may not be directed at him alone. If Tritis and Donna move from Butnu, they will inevitably move around frequently. This is Can't hide it.
And he was considering the possibility of doing this just for the safety of his family.
Elder Dais seemed to have thought of such an outcome, so the reminders he made were all related to combat, almost clearly telling Clayton what to do.
"Akchi has experienced four curses. This is a ritual used by dark descendants to enhance their curses, so don't think that he will be at a disadvantage on the ground. His strength may be slightly inferior to you, but his speed is faster than you. More than a little bit. If you have decided to kill him, then I recommend using a gun. No matter how fast Yuren is, he can't be faster than bullets."
"Of course, if you find other elders to fulfill your wishes, I won't stop you, but those needs are not simpler than mine." The old man's smile was even a little arrogant, and he also put the needs of the other elders He revealed his usual address and was not worried about Clayton snitching on him.
"Thank you for the reminder, I will consider it carefully." Clayton finally told him.
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