Werewolf hunting rules

"What about Wei Audi?" Clayton asked suddenly.

He mentioned the treatment he had received from the ascetics of the Brotherhood of the Most True, who mistook him for Conionai and made things difficult for him, which seemed to prove that the Conionai family was unpopular in Weiodi.

Linde obviously did not expect that Clayton would encounter this kind of thing. The muscles in his cheeks became stiff, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up to his ears, making a menacing expression, as if he had met his lifelong enemy.

It seems that the difficulties faced by the werewolves of Boda Labick are not small, and Clayton knows it well.

Linde finally controlled his expression: "We do have some disagreements with the local Ascetic Brotherhood, but they are nothing to worry about. We will deal with them soon. Now it depends on your decision, if you are willing Join us, and I can guarantee you will share the honor of destroying them with us."

The desire to kill made Clayton's Adam's apple roll in line with his true mood. His face showed hesitation at first, but then he made up his mind and nodded heavily.

"I need to spend some time moving my assets here first. I don't have anyone where I live that I can trust to do this for me."

Linde nodded gently.

"Okay, but you have to stay today."

His tone was decisive and he didn't give Clayton a chance to shirk. Clayton had no choice but to agree first.

"Then we are considered a team now?"

"This still needs to be decided by our clan leader Opyros. But this is just a formality. Opyros usually does not refuse new people to join, unless the person who comes is a spy with ulterior motives, or the other person has promised to join another clan."

Lind's scrutinizing eyes swept over Clayton's face, noticing that he didn't show any unnatural expression when he heard those nouns, and he gradually felt relieved.

"Opylos prefers sincerity and loyalty to the clan than strength. Not long ago, a very distant relative of ours came to join us. In fact, his relationship with us is no different from that of a stranger. His quality is He is considered weak among mortals and his work is not impressive, but we still shared the wolf blood with him and welcomed him into this big family. "

"You are very powerful and have a lot of fighting experience. As long as you join us, your status will definitely be above him, and you may even surpass me in the future."

Clayton nodded, slightly grinning at the corners of his mouth, but he quickly smoothed it down consciously, all of which was seen by Lind.

There is no doubt that these remarks have completely moved the other party.

This is not a lie he made up to lure the other party to join. It is really possible that the other party will achieve a higher status than him once he joins the clan. The smell of power is very strong, as well as the strong blood.

Perhaps this newcomer will be qualified to challenge Opylos in more than ten years.

Regarding these situations, Linde only felt joy in his heart.

The clan has grown again.

"Now that we've reached an agreement, I have another question here that I hope you can answer." Clayton put the suitcase that had been on his lap on the ground, relaxed his back and leaned on the back of the chair, looking at him comfortably. Linde: "The insurance company I worked for asked me to find two guys, one named Ginger and one named Edgar. The local kids told me they went into the castle and never came out."

"I stayed in another castle for a while before, but the lord there had a bad quarrel with me, and his guards almost removed my limbs. To be honest, this left a big psychological shadow on me, so After I learned that these two people were missing in the castle, I never thought about going to the house to inquire. I only planned to make up two ways of death in the report I would make later. "

"However, I am indeed a little curious about their whereabouts."

Hearing Clayton's question, Lind thought about whether answering this question in advance would break some rules or reveal some information that was not beneficial to the clan. And when he finished thinking, a smile appeared on his face again.

"I have met these two people. They came to participate in the Wolf Blood Trial."

This answer surprised Clayton: "Wolf blood trial? You mean they want to become werewolves?"

He was a little nervous, but relaxed quickly.

If they were still alive, that would of course be a good thing. He was just a little worried that when they finally met, the false identity he had made up would be unintentionally exposed by the other party, causing the hostility of the Black Claw clan.

But thinking about it more carefully, even if those two people were still alive, there was no way they would have recognized him.

It had been too long since they last met, and Clayton had almost completely transformed during this time. Unless you were the closest person, you would only think that he was somewhat similar to the "Clayton" before.

"There are always people who think they can suppress madness, or they are willing to pay the price for real power." Linde said meaningfully: "Just like you, they come here and ask questions, starting from some The details discovered the existence of the clan, and then came to participate in the trial in order to gain strength."

Werewolves are not wolves after all. If we rely on intermarriage within the clan for a long time, incest will inevitably occur. This kind of behavior among humans will only create a few more deformed children, but for cursed creatures, it is a big deal.

The combination of bloodlines that are too close will cause curses to attract each other, and the offspring may extract the curses from their parents, making them weak or even dead. Although these ultimately born evil offspring will be born powerful due to the enriched curse power, as babies , they do not have enough will and wisdom to control the curse, and will only grow into completely out-of-control bloodthirsty lunatics.

Although it is possible to combine with a mortal, the success rate of a woman's conception is not high, and the offspring she gives birth to are not strong enough, so few werewolves would choose to do this.

In order to increase the number of members, all werewolf clans will marry other clans, or find willing and capable humans to participate in the trial.

"Edgar's willpower was actually quite good. He almost made it through. However, he had recently suffered a serious injury, which had a great impact on his condition, so he died in the end. This situation is not uncommon. The test of wolf blood Not everyone can pass the trial. Last year, five people took part in the trial, but only one succeeded.”

"What about Ginger?" Clayton asked.

"The young man's mind was not very mature. When he saw Edgar's failure, he suddenly wanted to regret it, so he screamed and rushed out of the castle, threatening to find people from the church to eradicate us monsters. We are not afraid of the church. Yes, but he was so noisy that we had to shut him up forever."

Lind said it lightly, he thought Creighton should be able to understand the clan's practices, and in fact, Creighton did.

Clayton didn't even suspect that Lind was lying because there was no need.

Werewolves are such creatures. They have the power to kill and have the instinct to kill in their hearts. Killing is not something they need to excuse at all. It is natural and beautiful, and the identities of Ginger and Edgar are still there. It's not worth the lies Lind made up about their deaths.

They just died normally.

"Do the collectors here keep records of their deaths? I need to make a copy to add to my report and get the final payment from the company I work for."

As the local powerful aristocrat, Conlione certainly also held judicial positions. They had the power and obligation to register all the dead.

Linde shook his head and said regretfully: "We don't like keeping corpses. It's too troublesome to keep records. Besides, what if someone can find something out of the corpse?"

The expression on Clayton's face did not change, but deep down he was already convinced of his attitude towards the Black Claw clan.

After this brief silence, the voice of a new guest suddenly came from downstairs outside the window:

"I want to rent a boat and go to the port of Helet."

The port of Helet is the closest port to the city of Sasha, and it can be reached in one day from there.

The Black Claw clan and some people in Sasha City were really difficult to deal with. Everyone in the clan was very sensitive to Sasha City. Although he had handed over the work to his subordinates, Lind still turned his head unconsciously and used his extraordinary Listening captures the guest's words.

Creighton recognized Julius's voice and decided to draw Lind's attention away with little thought.

But before he could make any attempt, someone else came to do it for him.

A young woman with black hair and green eyes opened the door and came in: "Father, please figure out how to deal with that snooping around."

She started talking before the door opened, so it was a little late when she saw the "prying man". When her eyes met Clayton's, she immediately fell silent.

Lind waved to her: "Lydia, you came just in time, this is now."

The introduction came to an abrupt end, and Linde realized at this moment that he had not even asked the other party's name because he was eager to explain the benefits of joining the clan.

"Edwards, sir," Clayton said.

Linde nodded apologetically, then turned to his daughter: "This Mr. Edwards is actually a werewolf, and a lone traveler without a clan, but now he has decided to join our clan. As for whether he will succeed, we have to wait for Patriarch Opylos. Tonight’s statement.”

"Really? This is my first time seeing a wild wolf." Lydia stared at Clayton intently. It was her first time to be so close to him, as if she hadn't seen him before when she was doing surveillance work. Enough, even the father who answered him was a little absent-minded, and his words were out of order.

At the same time, Clayton stared at her, feeling a throbbing in his chest.

The woman was beautiful and her smell was even more amazing.

The smell spread to Clayton's nose, like a fire burning from top to bottom. Clayton, who had already dated many girlfriends, had his heart beat faster, his breathing was disordered, his mind went blank, and he once again tasted the feeling of falling in love for the first time. The feeling rekindled Lydia's passion, and she herself looked at him lovingly, her face flushed, as if she felt the same feeling from him.

This is not normal.

Clayton soon discovered why.

It's January, and winter hasn't quite passed yet. For werewolves, winter is the perfect time for bonding.

When he thought that his newly born "love" was driven by a curse, Clayton instantly lost interest and even developed a resistance. He forcibly suppressed himself from paying attention to Lydia's scent and not talking to her, but instead Look at Linde.

Lind just looked at them with a smile, as if he was happy to see this. Clayton's ability to escape from this natural attraction only made him look surprised.

"You said whether the success of this matter depends on Opylos' attitude tonight, but what if I want to see him now to seek the results?" Clayton asked.

Linde sighed:

"Young man, you don't have to be impatient. The time is set at night because we have to wait for someone else. Only when all family members are here can we start the welcoming ceremony. This is a rule."

Clayton stared at him: "Who else is not here?"

"He is the only person who passed the trial last year. He went out to perform a mission for the family not long ago. It should be over now. If nothing happens, he will probably come back at midnight today."

"Father, let me take Edwards for a walk nearby." Lydia said suddenly. She stared at Clayton and licked her lips: "There is still a while until night, so you can let the guests stay here. Chatting with the old man in the room?"

"You guy." Lind leaned back and sighed helplessly, then stood up: "Go and show him his future home, but don't let him enter the castle. Now is not the time to meet the clan leader."

"Of course I know the rules!" his daughter said, making an inviting gesture to Clayton.

Without further refusal, Clayton stood up and walked towards her. As he walked towards the door, there was the sound of curtains and windows being pulled behind him. He subconsciously looked back and saw that it was Linde who was opening the window for ventilation.

The air flowing into the room blew away the white cloth covering some kind of instrument on the table against the wall, revealing the true appearance underneath.

It was an unknown instrument that Clayton had seen at Alexander's house.