Werewolf hunting rules

The "tree" Julius mentioned was the tree in the background of the photo that Clayton had sent to the newspaper.

It was Clayton's idea to use Joe to seduce Athena out.

The approach at that time was to publish a piece of news.

Take a photo with Joe and send it to the newspaper, and build up the buzz enough to make sure the other person can see it.

As long as the Holy Grail Society needs Joe, they will definitely send people out to search for it, and human activities will always leave traces.

But since the military hospital incident, now that he knew that Athena was plotting something far more than just Joe's baby, the effect of this method was not so effective.

Of course that's not to say that he canceled the plan, but even at the beginning, Creighton never thought that there would be someone from the Presbyterian Church working on this bait.

He couldn't understand why Julius paid attention to the photo.

And I actually found it here.

"What are you looking for in a tree?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Julius said halfway, with his mouth open as Clayton took out his keys, opened the door and walked into the store, then turned around and looked at himself standing outside the threshold.

"Is this yours?"

"This is indeed my store, do you have anything else to do?"

Julius tilted his head unhappily: "Then I'll be fine."

"Actually, you can try to convince me, maybe I will agree."

Clayton blocked the door and looked at Julius, waiting for the other party to tell his purpose.

He and Bruno are studying the runes left behind by the Holy Grail. This boy seems to be studying magic. Maybe they can find a way to get him to help.

However, Julius just looked at the werewolf warily, as if he was about to be abducted.

Although Gronje put him under Creighton, there was no trust between the two in terms of personal relationships.

"I'm going to lock the door again after getting my things." Clayton knocked on the door frame to remind him.

"I made a bet with someone that I would find the location on the picture within a month." Julius answered with difficulty. He wanted to bypass Clayton and break into the house secretly to investigate, but the werewolf left him a message when they first met. It cast a psychological shadow. After repeated weighing, he decided to resolve the issue peacefully.

"What's the stakes?"

The elder's son felt very uncomfortable: "There's no bet, it's just for fun."

This "tree hunting" activity was almost considered a trend, but he still didn't want to be caught by other members of the Presbyterian Church participating in this kind of thing.

If this wasn't Clayton's store, he wouldn't have bothered to talk.

"Then you're quite serious."

Clayton's sincere compliments always failed to achieve the effect he expected, and Julius' face became more and more disgusting.

"Okay, come in." Clayton turned and walked in, and Julius followed.

There were so many rare and antiques (fake) here that even Julius, the son of a wealthy family, was amazed and quickly forgot his unhappiness.

Arriving at the studio on the second floor, Cretton took out the heavy camera from the safe and carried it on his shoulder, while Julius stared at the tree-like graffiti on the wall.

"Did you send that photo?"

"Now you know this, but I suggest you don't talk about it everywhere, otherwise it will disrupt my work and Elder Gronje may be angry."

Julius snorted coldly, but did not refute.

"Now, you come with me, I have work to give you here."

"I'm going back to bed." He lost all interest and turned around to leave.

Clayton called him from behind: "You can stay up all night for a bet with no stakes, but you want to sleep when you face a job that can really reflect your own value?"

This sentence is very effective.

Julius stopped, turned around and crossed his arms.

He raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "You'd better make sure it's really valuable."

At least it's better than making a bet with no profit, Clayton thought.

About an hour later, they returned to the Broken Wing Angel Club.

When they opened the entrance curtain, they saw Bruno stamping his feet and rubbing his hands on the edge of the stage to stimulate blood flow and avoid getting cold. He saw an extra person behind Clayton, and his movements stopped immediately.

"Who is this gentleman?" the detective asked Clayton.

He thought this guy was just going back with his camera, but he didn't expect to bring someone else with him.

Clayton took Julius' shoulders and walked forward: "He is Julius, he is a trustworthy person, and he has some research on occultism. I think he will be useful in our investigation. "

On the way here, he told Julius not to reveal the affairs of the Presbyterian Church to ordinary people.

Julius naturally remembered it, and he pursed his lips to greet the detective.

Bruno glanced at Julius's expression, and for a moment he didn't know whether to classify him as Clayton's friend.

To be able to work for free at such a late hour, this young man must have a good relationship with Clayton, but his expression expresses another meaning.

After shaking hands and exchanging names, they quickly focused on the magic circle.

Creighton climbed up from the backstage to the iron stand where the lights were arranged, lifted up the camera box that looked like a huge suitcase, pointed the extended lens barrel vertically at the stage floor, and took several shots in succession as backup.

The huge flashes and smoke repulsed him, so he tried to end the shoot as quickly as possible.

When he came down, Julius and the detective were chatting happily like long-lost brothers.

“Even if there are no benefits, exploration itself brings fun and exercises our minds,” Bruno said.

I don’t know what they were talking about before that led to this point.

Julius nodded in agreement with his statement: "It's a pity that there are too many mediocre people to understand this elegant form of entertainment." As he said that, he controlled his eyes to follow Clayton.

Clayton didn't notice this look of contempt at all: "Gentlemen, I hope you are not just chatting while I am working."

Bruno pointed to the L-shaped wall between the stage and the backstage: "We still have some research results, but they have yet to be confirmed. Mr. Julius believes that this magic circle is not complete yet, and the runes may not only be on the ground, but also on the ground. Can be drawn on other planes."

Clayton walked over and tore up the cheap wallpaper.

Sure enough, there are still some runes on the wall.

"Can the specific function of this magic circle be analyzed?" he asked Julius.

"Its structure is more complex, and it is more biased toward the Holy Spirit." Julius said halfway, and began to remember that everyone else here was a layman, so he made a long story short: "It has at least two functions. One is spiritual illusion, and the other is spiritual illusion. It amplifies people’s inspiration. It may have other effects, but at least I haven’t seen it yet.”

What Julius could see was something Clayton had already experienced personally, so he was a little disappointed.

"If it can also make people reborn and become real dark descendants, do you think it is possible?"

Julius looked at Clayton as if he had seen a ghost.

"This is impossible, not even the Blood of Desire ritual can do this."

Clayton waved to Bruno: "Did you show him the notes?"

The notes not only record the rituals, but also record the private lists of medicines purchased by the club dancers for maintenance after their bodies changed.

Bruno shook his head: "Not yet, I don't have time to go backstage."

Seeing that he had the same reaction, Julius was doubtful: "Is this really happening?!"

"The evidence is all in the warehouse." Clayton looked at the underground magic circle again. "Do you have the ability to arrange a similar array? Or split the array so that each function only corresponds to a part of the lines that we can understand and copy."

Creating illusions was of no use to him, he just wanted to experience the feeling of soaring consciousness again.

Differentiate the functions of the magic circle so that the conditions for rearranging the ritual may be reduced.

Julius shook his head and rejected his idea: "Don't think about it. Even if it is a natural magic circle, once it is related to religion, many principles will no longer work. The supernatural powers used by the church are uniformly called miracles. It pays attention to the trinity of heart, soul and body, which constitutes a sacred and indestructible one. It is not something I can do if I want to separate the use of miracles."