Werewolf hunting rules

"I gotta say, this land might be in trouble, and we need to leave right away."

Julius glanced at the roof: "When Clayton comes back later, I will tell him this too."

Donna didn't feel anything was wrong. She looked at the quiet living room and thought about other things she had experienced tonight. Apart from her uncle's amazing behavior, there seemed to be nothing worth paying attention to, and her animal friends didn't find anything special. .

Moreover, when she thought of what her uncle told her when she just came back, a smile could not help but appear on her face, and even Julius's presence seemed to be thinned.

The wizard looked at the girl's smiling face and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Are you so happy to hear that there is trouble in this place?"

"It's nothing, I was thinking about other things - uncle has approved me."

Speaking of this, Donna's smile became even brighter.

Creighton told her many things before leaving, including that he wanted to kill people and why they died.

He thought she would be afraid, or that his purpose was immoral, but she completely understood and agreed. As for why she wasn't afraid - how could she be afraid of someone who killed someone for herself?

Even if it was just for Seranie, she felt that the three Weir brothers deserved to die. If their corpses could serve a better purpose, it would be to atone for their sins while alive.

Because these deceased people had serious misconduct during their lifetime, no one in the Bello family showed respect for them.

Julius was not interested in the interaction between them at all. He took a deep breath and continued: "There is a huge blood sacrifice circle designated here, Elisio, the one I told you about last time. "

As he spoke, he paced uneasily, and the hard heels of his boots made a squeaking sound on the floor. Donna really wondered why Perot didn't come down to stop him.

"The doomsday seekers have discovered that there are other extraordinary beings here. He has already come to the door and plans to take action. If Barbara hadn't made a move, you might not be able to see me now. Although we are separated by a The doors didn't really meet, but I could feel his power being very, very strong."

The girl sat down on the chair next to the fireplace and exhaled contentedly.

Julius stopped explaining and looked at her like a monster.

"Did you not understand what I was saying?"

Donna shook her head: "I heard very clearly that there are extraordinary beings in Gevo who are enough to kill you. But that may not kill us."

"Yes, you guys!" Julius's face suddenly became more gloomy.

Donna had no choice but to tell him: "When I say 'we', I meant the three of us from the beginning."

The wizard snorted coldly, but his expression was no longer so cold.

"Our strength may not be weak, but after all, we still don't know what the other party has. Any accident during the response may lead to misfortune, and the other party has been lucky enough to find Barbara - just because he is activating Alixi. During the arcane ceremony, the energy of the ceremony accidentally covered her descendants. This time, the enemy is the one in the dark, and this is not a territory we are familiar with."

"This time? And the last time?" Donna asked in surprise. Her uncle had never told her this.

The wizard couldn't stand her failure to grasp the key points, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Yes, but about what happened last time, you can ask your uncle yourself and don't bother me with it. The problem now is that the threat is close at hand. If you want to ensure safety, It would be best if we all stay together, but then the other party might discover our identities."

"Then just stay together."

The girl was indifferent to the possible shrinkage of per capita floor space: "By the way, how do you feel his power compares to my uncle?"

She was more concerned about this, eager to see the battle happen, and even vaguely hoped that the enemy would be strong enough - so that Uncle Clayton would not be able to refuse her help.

"That man is much stronger than the Clayton I first met, but your uncle hasn't shown his full strength for a long time. I don't know how strong he is now. It stands to reason that he will be stronger after accepting the curse ceremony. Going up a floor, but that also takes time.”

"There is also food. To see how strong a werewolf is, you have to look at how much it eats." Donna beamed with joy, and the wizard's words reminded her: "You definitely don't pay attention to how much my uncle eats, do you?"

This question made Julius very uncomfortable. He stopped and turned away: "Why should I pay attention to how much he eats?"

"This way you will know that he recovered quickly. I heard him secretly asking Pei Lun for a lamb at noon the day before yesterday. The reason was that I was growing, and then he took the opportunity to help serve the dishes and served all the lamb. Go into your room."

"Sounds a little mean," the wizard commented. "But the body is recovering well."

"He also ate most of a Leatherworker with Barbara"

"I was going to elaborate on that."

Julius raised his hand to rest on the fireplace: "He and Barbara didn't dispose of all the bodies, so the owner of the leatherworker had already found it dead. I think the doomsday seeker might have started with the idea of ​​not wasting it. I found a hidden Elisio ritual circle, only to find Ian's."

"But there are still people who are willing to use that ritual. No one could have imagined it. This is a completely tragic accident, but we are just unlucky."

The witch thought for a moment.

"Who is Ian?"

"Foolish detective." Julius said simply. "In short, the doomsday seeker will definitely be able to find Barbara, and then"

The door opened again, and Clayton's tall figure was already at the door. He lowered his head and slipped through the door frame, and continued through the wizard's words: "After that, it will be handed over to Priest Louis. He promised to take care of the next thing, let us Don't trouble the doomseeker. He will warn the man."

The werewolf's hearing was very sensitive, and he had already heard their conversation outside the door.

Julius squeezed three wrinkles into his forehead, not satisfied with this statement.

"Isn't this priest a supernatural being?"

Clayton took off his hat and hung it on the coat rack, then stepped over the talismans on the ground and sat down on the sofa: "If he could command more than twenty guns, then ordinary extraordinary people would not think of provoking him. At least I don't."

"Do you think he knows who the contact person for the Salvation Army is?"

"They're not locals anyway." Clayton opened his arms and put them on the backrest: "As long as we drive out every outsider, we'll be done. This is a method that anyone can think of."

Julius chuckled.

"Good idea." But judging from his expression, it was obvious that he didn't think so.

"The matter looks like it has been resolved, but I advise you not to let your guard down, at least I won't do that myself."

"What are you?" Clayton pushed Donna back before she even finished her accusation.

"Of course." The wolf said kindly: "We must also consider the possibility of Padre Louis' failure. So, we will leave tomorrow afternoon."

Julius and Donna both looked at him in surprise.

There is not a single horse in the town now, and rowing is impossible because the direction to the city is against the current.

"Maybe it doesn't have to be so fast?" Julius' tone was a bit uncertain.

"It just needs to be fast. If others don't expect us to do this, we will be safe. This is the experience of an old cavalry. As for the mounts, we must have a way to wait for someone willing to give us a ride on the road, no matter what Said, we will definitely be able to go back before December.”

The corners of the wizard's mouth twitched.

It was mid-November now, and it would take them more than a week to walk back. The food supplies on the road would definitely not be enough, so they would have to find another way.

He glanced at Donna, who seemed vaguely happy about this—just because of the uncertainty of hiking.

Two against one, what else could he do.

"Then let's do it."

Seeing that the two companions didn't object anymore, Clayton knocked on the table and made a conclusion.

"Okay, now whoever goes up and informs Barbara and Perot, I think they are willing to go with us."

"And Miss Seranne," Donna added.

Clayton looked at her calmly: "Miss Selani must be sleeping now. We will call her tomorrow."

When it turned white, Clayton, Donna, and Julius set off back to the hotel.

In the town, it is relatively safe during the day and is suitable for transfer.

As soon as they entered the hotel lobby, they saw Pei Lun coming down the stairs with a bundle of wooden boards, followed by Seranie in pajamas, as if urging him to finish the job.

"The quality of it is too bad!" she complained.

Julius felt something was wrong. He glanced around the lobby. He was sure that there was some difference between this place and when he left last night, but he couldn't tell what the specific difference was at the moment.

"What's wrong?" he said casually.

Pei Lun shook his head sadly: "It's nothing, it's just that the bed board in Miss Selani's room is broken, and I'm about to change it."

As he spoke, he showed them what he had in his hands.

Clayton noticed that there were strange marks on the wooden boards. Their thickness was uneven, and there were some rough knife edges on them, as if someone was half-hearted when polishing the wood, or deliberately damaged it.

"It must have been done by one of the previous tenants. He used a knife to scrape the board thin so that the person sleeping on the bed behind could crush the board and fall out of the middle of the bed. Now I have to spend two hours to deal with it. That bed, so that it can be restored to a sleepable state. I hate pranks!"

The hotel owner complained angrily. He had been operating a hotel for several years and had seen all kinds of people, but this was the first time he was so boring.

This was just a casual remark, but Clayton was stunned. He waved to Pei Lun and asked him to put down a piece of wood, and then he studied the not precious sample in detail in front of the audience.

Donna also came over curiously: "Is there anything special about this?"

"If the information you received before is correct and the Salvation Army has indeed not visited anyone else, then there is something special about these wooden boards."

Clayton rubbed his thumb on the edge of the knife and judged that the time of its birth was very close to now.

"That room, the one where Miss Selani lives now, originally belonged to that guy named Kuok, who was the servant of Chud Osmar." He looked at the broken thin board intently.

Beside him, Julius smiled knowingly.

"Looks like we've found a contact with the Salvation Army."