Werewolf hunting rules

This country?

The three people traveling together looked at each other.

We can't blame them. Rumors about Wonderland circulating outside indicate that this is not a space that humans can enter in person.

Although they have discovered that this is a rumor, a human country has actually appeared here, which seriously violates the common sense of mysticism that they are familiar with and exceeds their own imagination.

"This country?" Clayton couldn't help but ask back.

Not to mention why there is a country here, the name of this country is really weird.

Its literal meaning is too straightforward, that is, "the country here", as if it is a fear that others do not have enough vocabulary.

The cavalryman was very proud of this country. He raised his chest and said, "Although this country is the latest to be established, it is the greatest country on this land!"

Are there other countries in Wonderland? Clayton and the others exchanged glances, then sighed and said in frustration: "We are caravan guards from a small country, but when we were walking through the forest, we were attacked by big men rushing out of a castle. We were separated from our employer in panic, and now we have lost our guide. We don’t know how to get back, and we don’t know if our employer is safe.”

No one knew whether his identity from outside the fairyland would arouse the hostility of the locals, so he immediately made up a lie.

While crying, he described the shape of the small castle in the forest and the characteristics of the evil things inside. The cavalryman was not surprised. He just looked at these gray-headed people and the incompleteness on their bodies. armor, showing a look of sympathy.

"How pitiful you are to encounter those Oathbreakers. They attack everyone they see."

"Oathbreaker?" Donna couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, they committed a serious crime and broke their oath to forever protect the kingdom, so they were exiled by the king. I was also present at the time and witnessed everything with my own eyes. That happened more than a hundred years ago." The cavalry detective He sighed and shook his head, stopping them from continuing to ask questions: "Let's not talk about this. Since you and the guide are separated, then settle down in this country."

"You will find your new identity, but before that you must go to see our king. This time the king is a benevolent monarch."

The three strangers were all shocked. No one expected that they would meet a king when they first entered this place.

"Is there your king's palace here?" the priest asked with a frown.

Although it looked nice, it didn't look like a land where a king could stay.

Pileg was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he was saying, so he answered according to his own thoughts.

"This is this country, and our king has always lived here."

"Okay, you can call me Fast-legged Pileg. Now come with me. Soon there will be soft beds for you to rest on, and someone will teach you etiquette."

Cavalryman Pileg turned his horse's head and walked slowly towards the castle in the distance.

There's something wrong with this guy, Clayton couldn't help but think as he followed the ponytail.

He had already hidden Clara when he discovered that there was someone here, so this was not reflected in the other party's reaction to the head. The problem came from the other party itself - the cavalry was empty from the waist down. That's why you have to lie down on the horse and hold on to the reins tightly.

But who would let a man without legs serve as a cavalryman?

How can a person without legs be called fast legs?

What kind of place is this country?

But even if the other party has a problem, in order to get the information about leaving Wonderland from these aborigines, they must respond, but they need to adapt to more situations. He is not sure whether Donna and Louis can keep up with his ideas.

But they still have the same determination.

They walked in the forest for two days, plenty of time to suspect they had made the wrong choice.

Donna felt that they should stay where they were and wait for Julius to activate the magic circle again and teleport them back.

But Creighton didn't believe Julius.

Even if Julius is really determined to save them, he alone cannot open the door to Wonderland again, and the Presbyterian Church's rescue is even more elusive.

Compared with this, it is more reliable for them to find their own solutions.

Clayton glanced at Donna who was carrying the spear and sighed secretly. He is a person who values ​​​​commitment very much, so he is still brooding about something in this critical situation - he made an appointment through Charlotte before The date for visiting Xinjiani Women's College has been far past, and they are now stuck here, and they don't know how long they will be delayed.

Fortunately, the speed of time in Wonderland seems to be different from that in the real world. Those who claim to have entered Wonderland have similar testimonies. After entering Wonderland, they feel that they may have spent a few days, but their bodies in the real world have never been asleep. It was only an hour or two before I woke up.

Thinking of this, Clayton's eyes scanned the world of spring scenery, and the fresh smell that his nose could smell was extremely real.

But it's a little too refreshing.

There was no smell of excrement at all, but it made him aware of the difference between this place and the real world.

"Kerry," Donna suddenly called softly.

It had been a long time since Clayton heard someone call him that. He instinctively wanted to tell the person to call him by his full name, but he soon realized what Donna was doing.

She discovers that Pleg is a wizard and wants to prevent him from acquiring their true names.

Although he didn't know how Donna discovered this, he immediately changed his title:

"What's the matter, Claudia?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you and Reyes going to do next?"

Louis, who was carrying the spear, glanced sideways at them and did not correct them. Clayton hoped this was a sign that he had taken the hint.

"We have to see who they need here first." He answered Donna in a low voice.

Pileg suddenly turned around on his horse: "Why don't you become a farmer? I think you have a good figure and will definitely be a good farmer. That Mr. Reyes is a bit thin and may only be able to become a cavalryman like me." "

He pointed to the fields by the roadside, and a farmer wearing a straw hat stopped working, stood up and waved to them with a smile.

Clayton was going to ignore the farmer, but he soon noticed the two thick calves under the white cloth pants - although they were not up to his level, that was because of the height difference between the two. Among people of the same height, he is no longer an amateur, but at least a professional fighter. This is a level that ordinary people can distinguish.

The three of them looked at this sturdy farmer and had to admit that Clayton might be suitable to be a farmer.

Pileg continued to drive forward, and they followed Pileg along the clean and smooth post road toward the town.

After a while, they saw a new strange thing.

"what is that?"

Donna asked, pointing to a struggling highland dwarf tied to a tall wooden pole in the field.

They had seen this pole before, and originally thought it was a scarecrow hanging on it, but when they got closer, they realized that it was completely alive.

"That's a scarecrow. Don't you have a scarecrow in your hometown?" Pileg asked strangely, as if it was common knowledge for people to play scarecrows.

But the scarecrow is meant to stand in for a living person, so this is completely redundant.

Neither Clayton nor Lewis knew what to make of this behavior.

When the dwarf saw them looking at him, his face turned red and he struggled even more angrily, but the thick wooden pole behind him didn't move at all.

Donna felt a little pity for him: "But he seemed very unhappy."

"Oh, he has a bad temper and is very unfriendly to other people, but he is very effective in dealing with those birds that steal food." Pileg simply explained: "You see, everyone can be found in this country. You will definitely be able to find someone who suits your identity."

Clayton patted Donna on the shoulder and motioned for her to let him speak first: "Okay, Mr. Pileg, this may be a bit presumptuous, but I want to ask why you have no legs, but you are called fast legs?"

"Ah, this is a little trick of being a cavalryman."

Pileg raised his head proudly: "I originally had a pair of fast legs, but in order to be a knight, I put them away. Everyone knows that the lighter the horse carries, the faster it can run. Well. Although I have lost my legs now, there is no one faster than me in this country."

This statement is correct, but Clayton only thinks that he is too extreme.

Peleg's enthusiasm and pride were by no means fake, but they just hoped that the locals wouldn't all be as eccentric as he was.

Soon, they stood in front of the huge castle, waiting for Pileg to find someone else to lead them - he refused to dismount regardless of anything, so they had to find a new guide.

They took advantage of this moment to look at the pedestrians in the town, trying to guess how this country operates from their actions.

There are some workers and traders here moving and working, and the clothes they wear are no different from those of the people in Gevaux. They are work clothes that will not be replaced in another hundred or two hundred years. But everyone does not look like they are actually doing this business. There are many mistakes in their working methods, but their expressions are focused and not tired, as if they are a group of actors simulating the lives of rural people on the stage.

And there is a special phenomenon

Looking at the people coming and going on the street, Donna and Clayton's expressions became increasingly ugly.

"There are many powerful wizards." Donna whispered, leaning on her spear.

The powerful spiritual power of the wizard will be emitted unconsciously through the eyes or the third eye in the middle of the forehead. Unless intentionally restrained, similar people can sense each other.

Except for Pileg, she had already seen seven wizards on the street whose spiritual power exceeded hers. Five of them were painting the walls of the houses on the roadside, and two were selling fruit. She quietly described them to Companions listen.

Clayton let out a long breath, and the feeling of rejection in his heart became more and more serious.

"There's no ordinary person here."

Except for those wizards, the bodies of the others all showed traces of training. The worst ones were at the level of ordinary infantrymen in the Kingdom of Dorne, while the best ones were stronger than the werewolves in their human form at the moment. The calluses on their hands and walking His steps and eyes all showed the demeanor of a cold weapon expert. Clayton even suspected that if he had a sword in his hand, he could defeat himself as a werewolf.

Although this country has a small land area, its personnel are well-qualified enough to form a full-fledged knighthood.

"There are no children here," Louis also said.

As he said, the town was a little too quiet. There were only adult voices here, and there were no children who should have been playing in the streets of the town.

Clayton felt more and more terrible about this country. He was about to say something when suddenly a petite female guard came out of the castle.

"His Majesty has agreed to meet with you. If you want to stay here, be prepared to swear allegiance."

She led them into the castle, walked along the red carpet of the long corridor, and stopped outside a solemn auditorium. They could already see the throne and the king wearing a golden crown on it, as well as the attendants standing on both sides with swords.

"Go in." The female guard said, "By the way. Don't annoy Mr. Edwards."