Werewolf hunting rules

Chapter 340 Clayton Bello’s Guilty

After Perot died, Donna was the saddest person besides Barbara.

She had been sad a lot lately, and she was unhappy with Louis' decision to stay and face the church's judgment.

Clayton also felt a little sad, but his reaction to these things was not as big as hers. He always had to do things, such as arranging for Selanne to take a car with Mary, who had to lie down, and Clara and the cold Perot, and Big Most of the luggage and Barbara were in a car, and I, Donna, and Julius were in a car.

The luggage was almost stowed, and Clayton checked it one last time before jumping into the carriage.

Julius touched the leather cushion on his seat with emotion: "Ah - throughout the ages, many pregnant women have sat on such simple carriages and endured the bumps of country roads, resulting in miscarriage. I didn't expect that I would have a miscarriage today. To be happy with such treatment is really unpredictable.”

"Can you say something nice?" Clayton was still squeezing in, and his strong body made him feel cramped in the spacious carriage.

"As you wish."

Before Julius finished his joke, Donna suddenly leaned forward, walked around Clayton's body and stared at him quietly.

"Julius, go down, I want to talk to Clayton alone for a while."

"Be polite," Clayton said.

Donna reluctantly repeated what she had just said, but with the word "please" in front of it.

Julius shrugged, opened the door and got out of the car. For him, studying the changes in Clara was also a good choice.

With one less person in the carriage, Clayton was finally able to stretch his legs, but he knew that Donna was about to discuss an unpleasant topic.

He raised his hand and knocked on the roof of the car, signaling the driver to start driving. The sound of wheels rolling over the hard dirt road was loud enough to cover up the conversation that followed in the car.

"What do you want to say to me alone?"

Donna looked determined to die, as if she planned to resolve all unpleasant things today: "Not long ago, I had a dream in Wonderland. You have to know that wizards don't dream meaningless dreams. "Yes." Donna said thoughtfully, while observing the expression on Clayton's face, it didn't look good.

"What kind of dream?"

"I dreamed that my father was writing a suicide note in a room, and you were beside him. He hoped that you could say something from your heart before he died, and then you had a quarrel."

Clayton's face relaxed, it wasn't the worst memory, it was even a bit good.

"Ah, that time, I still remember everything that happened that day. Tell me, Donna, what kind of person do you think Ulen is?"

"He is a very good-looking person." Donna said following the voice in her heart.

"Don't you have any more impressions? How did your mother describe him?"

"She said he was a perfect man."

Clayton disagreed with this view: "No one is perfect, and Ulen is the same, but his slight shortcomings are enough to be ignored under his glorious appearance."

"It seems that's why you quarreled with him."

Clayton stared at Donna's face and found a bit of Ulen's shadow on it, and his mood suddenly became happy: "If Ulen was a woman, or someone else's family, then I wouldn't have so many worries. Exactly. Because I am his brother, I feel it is unfair. If you have a beautiful sister, maybe you can feel similar."

Donna thought about Clara and felt that she would never be jealous of her in her life.

"Did you reconcile later?"

Clayton looked at her in surprise, wondering why she asked this question: "Of course, what makes you have such a question?"

The girl was a little embarrassed: "I just want to know how you reconciled."

"We had a fight."

"that's all?"

"That's it, men can sometimes communicate without words." Clayton said firmly: "Okay, I think you should know enough. Do you have any questions about this?"

He seemed to want to end the topic, and Donna became wary:

"In the dream, you also mentioned the death of a man named Ekodan, and it sounded like" She couldn't say the rest.

"Damn it, why are your dreams so long?!" Clayton muttered, his voice drowned in the rumble of the wheels: "Ekodan, I almost forgot this name. Yes, Ulen killed him But it’s no big deal, he’s just a violent lunatic who thinks he’s a low-ranking officer of the king, and everyone wants to kill him because he’s afraid of a court martial.”

"He killed for you?"

"Yes, but there's nothing to say about it. We had a big fight about it."

Clayton’s niece couldn’t understand his attitude towards her father. She was angry for her father for the first time, and her tone became harsh: “You mean he helped you kill Ekodan, and you still want to quarrel with him? "

"You don't understand, there are many differences in killing."

Clayton stared at her flushed face, and his thoughts seemed to drift back to the distant past: "Before I arrived at Ulen's team, Ekodan was already their boss there, but Ulen never Do it. He killed Ekodang entirely for me."

"In the army, if a leader makes the soldiers angry, they will find an opportunity to kill him during the war. For example, if the leader is covered in mud and happens not to retreat in time, they will shoot him from a distance, and then say that they can't see his uniform clearly and think he is an enemy. In this way, as long as there are witnesses around, the person who did it can be exempted from punishment."

"Uren is a smart man. He will not fail to think of this, but he chose to kill Erkedang alone. It is a felony for a subordinate to murder his superior. If he is discovered, he will be hanged."

"But he still did it. The reason he did it was just that he felt that he could not survive the next battle. After several previous battles, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and he had no hope for himself, but he thought I might survive, so he had to kill Erkedang first, so that Erkedang would not survive and continue to cause trouble for me. I can't stand his idea, it's simply..."

"Cowardly?" Donna asked, she felt that she had got the truth.

Uren killed people not because of bravery, but because of despair.

But surprisingly, she didn't think it was her father's shortcoming. Perhaps she could feel his love for his family from his actions.

"I thought so at the time. His performance was much worse than what he had shown in the past." Clayton sighed: "But later I gradually understood him. He is not a coward. On the contrary, your father is a top-notch hero."

A long time after that incident, Clayton became an officer in the army. He had people under him and established a brotherly friendship with some soldiers. He began to look at problems from the perspective of a protector, and similar ideas to Uren began to appear. One day, he clearly realized in his heart that a tear from the person he cared about was much more terrible than his own death, and he just couldn't change this.

That is, from the moment Clayton recognized himself, he also understood Uren.

The two brothers of the Belle family never really opposed each other.

Unfortunately, that happened after Uren's death.

"I think your dream should end here, right?" Clayton didn't want to continue. There were some really bad things that Donna shouldn't know now. He was grateful that Cuitise didn't tell her about these things, which gave him a chance to defend himself in front of Uren's daughter, but he might never mention it again in his life.

"Tell me what you usually do? I want to know what he likes. Mom rarely tells me about him." Donna begged excitedly. She was attracted by the new topic and forgot her sadness.

She was sad because of a dead person, and happy because of another dead person.

This is exactly the characteristic of the Bello family. They are changeable, and their emotions come and go quickly - they think so.

Those important experiences will still be engraved into their souls inadvertently, or they will benefit them for life, or like a thorn in the flesh, showing their existence from time to time.

Clayton answered Donna's questions absent-mindedly, and his mood was not calm.

What Donna didn't know was that the misunderstanding was solved a long time later.

At that time, Clayton and Uren had a fight. Although they reconciled, it was not that Clayton understood Uren. He just accepted that "his brother was cowardly".

The battle that followed was not serious. Uren survived, but Duke Lien, the cousin of Heren IV, noticed the existence of the Bello brothers.

This duke was controversial. He only recruited handsome men in the army and liked to customize particularly gorgeous uniforms for his soldiers. He usually did not let them go to the front line. He only made them shine when the queen requested a parade, and sometimes used their performances to raise funds for the front-line soldiers.

Their profession is more like actors than soldiers.

This unit was therefore called the "Hyacinth Club" and was only regarded as the duke's private guard of honor, and was despised by the front-line soldiers.

When the recruiter sent by the duke arrived, he only took a fancy to Uren Bello, and Clayton Bello did not meet their standards because of his facial injury at the time.

Uren did not care about external honors, but he wanted to be with his brothers, and he did not hesitate to violate the duke's orders for this.

Clayton didn't think so. He tried his best to persuade Uren to leave with the Duke's men, because he believed that since his brother was not adapted to the battlefield, he should stay in a safe place, and the Duke's guard of honor was a good place.

Clayton's opinion was crucial. Uren left the original team and joined Duke Lien's guard of honor.

However, in the spring of the following year, Duke Lien showed another side of himself. He personally led his troops across the sea and rushed to the front line of the colony to assist another regiment in fighting against the Towton people. He successfully defended the famous Whalebone Port under the attack of the Towton army and the Blackshirt Army. The price was that the "Hyacinth Club" with 236 members lost 41 people, and Duke Lien himself died on the battlefield.

Uren was one of the 41 people.

Clayton often dreamed after knowing the news. Sometimes he dreamed of the last quarrel with his brother, and sometimes he dreamed of sitting with Uren to celebrate, but he would eventually wake up in a cold sweat.

His brother left him, but it was not Uren's fault. He took the initiative to abandon his brother.

If he had not suggested Uren to join Duke Lean's army, Uren should be living happily with his wife and daughter now.

Cuitis has no husband and Donna has no father because of his wrong decision.

How could he bring up these things in front of Donna?

After answering seven questions about Uren in a row, Clayton turned away with a worried look in his heart, closed his eyes and yawned deeply amid the curious questioning of Uren's daughter.

"You have too many questions, so let me take a nap. We'll talk about the other stories later."

Donna whimpered helplessly, but still let him go.

Clayton's body tilted slightly, and his head leaned back against the seat. Not long after, a steady snoring sounded in the car.