Werewolf hunting rules
Chapter 188 Leatherworker
The body fell to the ground with a low sound.
This is the body of the circus dwarf. When Clayton and Julius found him, he was already dead. The circus musicians thought it was them and shot them twice, which was Julius. The architect of Else's current shoulder injury.
But Clayton had no memory of hiding the body.
He had planned to leave it as a warning to the local magistrate's court, so he didn't touch the body at all.
He locked onto this place by smell and intuition.
That evil thing has been here. Werewolves still experience a slight paralysis when breathing in this vicinity.
"I smell something evil, it was here," he said.
Maybe it's because the tree hole blocks the interaction of airflow with the outside world, so the smell on the corpse is still fresh.
Now they can basically confirm that the person who added the new costume to the animal tamer and the person who moved the body are the same person, or the same thing.
"It seems that when we killed people that day, it was not far away. It was precisely because of our intervention that it noticed us and regarded us as its next target."
Julius squatted down and looked at the body carefully. It was different from the animal trainer's condition. It had not changed at all.
But this is strange.
If this person was killed by an evil creature, what was its purpose?
The people Clayton killed were displayed in a high-profile manner, while the dwarf he killed with his own hands was well hidden in the tree hole.
Is it trying to frame a werewolf?
As for the werewolf himself - he also squatted down. He didn't feel that he was inferior to that evil creature in fighting alone, but at this moment it was indeed necessary to check the body again and collect the opponent's combat intelligence.
The wizard's fingers peeled off the clothes the corpse was wearing, revealing stains of blood underneath.
"The left rib is torn open and its claws are probably as sharp as yours," he warned Clayton.
The latter also pays off.
"His right arm was broken, or broken."
Clayton found no traces of scratches on the sleeves of the corpse, so he could only think that the evil thing broke the deceased's hand with only the strength of its forelimbs, rather than that the deceased hit an entity.
Donna stood watching as they analyzed the body, her curiosity quickly outweighing her nausea.
She squatted opposite Clayton and joined in the game with great interest.
During her time in Bracola, although she had never seen a corpse, she was taught how to attack and the consequences of attacking. The animal trainer and the more tragic corpses in front of her allowed her to gradually integrate those teachings. Now she has become accustomed to the appearance of the deceased, and her trust in her uncle means that she will not hold grudges around the corpses.
Although this was a male corpse, Donna had seen many poor children who couldn't afford to wear clothes in the city of Nanbuliga. She already knew about the body of the opposite sex, so she didn't feel shy.
The folds of the collar of the deceased's clothes were opened and a name was written inside.
"Sunwit."
It made it immediately obvious that Sunwit was dead.
Donna saw her uncle using the werewolf's sharp nails to cut open the sleeves, revealing the bruises underneath, with continuous purple-red scars. Her original appearance was no longer distinguishable, but her uncle could still recognize its original appearance at once.
"It grabbed the deceased's arm with five fingers. It was very forceful, so the fingerprints were deeply dented. The evil object still retained human-like fingers after the alienation. Its hands...may be just like mine now."
Julius also took off the clothes from the lower body of the body and inspected it carefully. However, the dwarf's body is too small, and there is not much room to look through.
"I didn't find any other injuries. He only had one injury on his ribs, which was very fatal."
Donna suddenly spoke like a detective: "It is indeed fatal, but it is not accurate. It is just forceful enough to expand the tear enough to cause him to bleed profusely. Compared with such an obvious wound, I think the evil thing left a mark when it killed someone." The details below deserve our more attention.”
She reached out her hand to the corpse, but Clayton slapped it away.
"Just say what you say."
Donna retracted her hand in grievance: "I saw that the skin on the edge of the wound seemed a little different."
Clayton pressed his fingers on the wound under the deceased's ribs and felt something strange.
The skin at the edge of the wound was slightly raised above the flesh, like a stamp on an envelope that was not stuck. He used his nails to pick up the outer edge of the skin, pulled hard, and peeled a palm-sized piece off from the flesh. The end of the flag was still attached to the body.
A decomposing corpse will indeed shed its skin, but this deceased person died just yesterday, and it was still a long time before the decomposition stage.
This was the mark left by the murderer. It peeled off part of the deceased's skin, but the precipitated blood reattached the skin, which prevented them from discovering it at first.
"That guy is a Leatherworker - a breed of evil creature." Donna said, sure of her judgment.
The loss against Adelaide left her eager to prove herself through another success, and monster identification has always been a strong point for the wizards of Bracola.
Evil creatures are deformed humans whose spiritual alienation drives physical alienation.
Different desires will lead them to mutate in different directions. Those who crave power will become "butchers" who crave blood and overwhelming victory, while those who are addicted to seeking will transform into "chefs" with a belly full of desire and dissatisfaction...
People who pursue beauty are easily seduced by the appearance of others and become "leatherworkers" who are thin and proficient in sewing.
The evil creature that Uncle Clayton saw had a slender figure, and coupled with the details of the scars, she was absolutely certain of the other party's identity. I just don’t know why, but this leatherworker didn’t completely rely on its instinct. It only peeled a little bit out of habit and left.
Clayton frowned. He didn't know that leatherworkers were also evil creatures, and the occult books sent by Tritis were not comprehensive enough.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
He came back to his senses: "I have heard the word leatherworker. I mean that time it was also in this context. Our army dealt with this kind of enemy and eliminated dozens of them in one go."
Before he became a werewolf, he had fought against a leatherworker, or rather a leatherworker's admirer.
There is a country in Loren, and the people there have special beliefs. They firmly believe that good qualities only exist in the skin, and taking the skins of other creatures can increase their own virtues.
Almost the entire tribe is proficient in the art of peeling and tanning skins.
At first, this kingdom also did business with the Dornish army, regularly providing high-quality leather belts and boots. It was not until more and more soldiers disappeared around this kingdom that the army decided to investigate. After the truth surfaced, the kingdom's army The settlement was surrounded in the name of catching the murderer.
"How did you defeat the Leatherworker in the first place?" Donna asked expectantly with her eyes wide open.
The weakest Leatherworkers are also far more powerful than mortals, with the strength of a liger and the speed of a leopard.
"I didn't go, I mean I didn't meet them in person." Creighton said: "My commander at the time said they were hiding in the ancient underground palace of the natives and there were so many of them, so we directly used cannons and explosives to destroy them. All surface entrances and exits, bury them underground.”
The settlement was subsequently razed, and the Kingdom of Dorne killed them all as marauders, a killing in which he participated.
"We obviously don't have cannons." Julius shrugged and turned to ask Donna: "How do evil creatures and werewolves compare in strength? I want to hear good news."
However, the girl also had a hard time making a choice.
"I don't know, it's just that the evil creatures...their abilities are more specific to humans."
When she said this, she actually expected Clayton to show his power. She wanted to meet the werewolf.
Clayton didn't hear what she was thinking. He just stood up and waved: "Stop chatting, let's go find other corpses and see if it only manipulated the trainer. Maybe we can find out its actions. reasons."
Priest Louis said that he had to deal with the evil creature, but he was a mortal after all. Clayton had to be prepared for the failure of the priesthood. Even if the locals failed to kill it, they still had to have a way to repel it or even destroy it.
It would be unwise to ignore such an enemy because of promises that others don't know whether they will be fulfilled.
They set out again to find the corpses of the circus members one by one in the hidden deep forest canopy.
The charred corpse of the circus ringmaster, the dwarf, had not changed at all, but it still made Donna nauseous, and she ran away without even taking a second look at it.
Creighton and Julius peeled off the charred clothing to make sure no other force intervened.
Gilda, a woman, had the most complete appearance of death. There was only a penetrating wound in the waist and abdomen, and there was not much blood. Clayton gave her a quickie, so the body was still clean.
Because Donna was nearby, Clayton did not conduct a very detailed search and left the underwear on the body.
There is no more useful information about this dead witch.
The creature did nothing profane to her body, like the other two.
They put the body back where it belongs, and the next stop is the Joker.
In order to cover up the werewolf bite marks on the corpse's face, the Joker's head was completely smashed by Clayton. But because corpses don't bleed, the most brutal cuts look relatively clean.
At least this one was acceptable to Donna.
There were no new wounds on the headless body, but Clayton felt that the clown was different from the last time they met.
The clown's colorful costume was gone. He was only wearing a cotton underwear, and two bare legs were exposed underneath - his pants were also missing.
Donna squatted next to her and watched Clayton's inspection movements curiously.
However, the state of this corpse was really strange. She couldn't think of why the evil creature did this.
"This is really weird." Clayton said the same thing, as if he was speaking his niece's heart. At this moment, his experience was somewhat insufficient.
If revenge was what drove the leatherworker, what did it do to the body?
The evil thing took off the clown's clothes, but continued to hide the body and put the costume back on, indicating that it still didn't want others to discover the body. So what was its main purpose? Are you looking for something?
But he and Julius searched the corpse's clothes immediately after the battle, and those pockets were already empty.
Clayton had no way of knowing what the leatherworker was thinking.
Fortunately, there was still a deceased person waiting for them to meet, so he didn't have to rush to conclusions.
Even if they can't find out the motive of this evil thing, they can still tell Priest Louis that it belongs to a leatherworker. They believe that this priest has more ways to deal with the evil thing than they do.
…
"Is it true that no one is coercing you?" Ian Lazarus asked Barbara again.
He was completely unaware of Perot's fire-breathing eyes.
Not everyone is happy to see a young man visiting his wife repeatedly.
Some city dwellers may feel that their faces are glowing because this is a reflection of their wife's charm and a circumstantial evidence of a happy marriage. But Perot Sr. was a conservative man and he didn't like this kind of thing.
The detective had a different reason for visiting each time, and it was difficult for him to believe that the other party's purpose was really official.
"She hasn't been back for a long time. She just wanted to miss the old way of life when she went out. Do you have any questions?"
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