Werewolf hunting rules

The walk to the church was arduous and Julius sneezed all the way.

The fire last night burned all night, and the amount of ashes formed was also unusual. The wizard who followed the fashion trend now realized the benefits of the old-school thick beard. The black king's beard formed a layer in front of the nose. filter layer, effectively blocking most flying ash.

"How despicable," the wizard muttered, not knowing who he was blaming.

When they arrived at the church, they again experienced the difficulty of the visit.

The church has been opened to the public, but there are still patrols armed with shotguns guarding the door.

In front of the tallest building in the town, in the middle of the herb yards on both sides, an ancient stone flower-shaped hand washing bowl was put into use again.

In addition to them, there were many local people who came to visit. They soaked their hands in the hand-washing bowl under the guidance of the patrol before being allowed to enter the church.

"They are using holy water to test the identity of the visitors. It's really despicable." Julius sighed and turned to look at Clayton: "You try and see if you can convince them again."

"No need to do that."

Clayton took out a bottle of hair oil from his pocket, poured a little into his hand, spread it evenly, and then threw the oil to Julius. The wizard looked at him in surprise as he walked over. He calmly pressed his hands into the water, successfully passed the test, walked to the door of the church and looked back at himself.

Julius immediately woke up and replicated the phenomenon. After walking to the gate and seeing the patrol members starting to receive the next visitor, he exclaimed in a low voice: "You are really a genius!"

"It's just a fluke." Clayton said modestly: "If they were more meticulous, I would definitely be exposed."

This is indeed the case. If Padre Lewis had not been an extraordinary person, he would not have taken such a risk.

Although Julius felt that what he said made sense, his tone was still a bit excited: "That's true. But since the Great Stink Incident, there are not so many dark descendants in many places in Dorne. The church will not investigate so carefully. , this method is fairly universal.”

Clayton knew what the Great Stink Incident was, but didn't know what it had to do with it.

He did not intend to continue this topic, and quickly walked into the church and walked forward through the narrow aisle between the two rows of seats. There are about a dozen people here worshiping the icons of the pioneers in the niches diagonally in front of the pulpit. Most of the worshipers are women. On the right side of the wall, two foreign painters are holding ladders against the wall, aiming at The mottled and peeling paint strokes were carefully polished, completely unaware of their arrival.

In the midst of murmuring prayers, Priest Louis walked out of the door on one side of the church and happened to see them.

He is no longer young, but he is still very handsome, which is one of the important reasons why the townspeople are willing to believe in him. However, he looked gloomy at the moment, and he immediately pretended to be solemn when he realized the visitor.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked.

The looks of both Clayton and Julius stood out so much that he was sure they were not locals, so he became suspicious.

Creighton made no secret of his doubts. He showed the Sheriff's Silver Star Badge of Sasha City with one hand, and held the broken flintlock in his hand with the other hand and handed it to the other party, hoping that this would make him see. The other party takes it seriously.

"May I ask where your son is now?"

Padre Lewis took the gun, looked at it, and quickly gave a reaction.

"He left the town a long time ago. Why, did he commit a crime in the city?" He no longer tried to hide it, but asked back with a very ugly face: "Also, why did you show me this gun? This has nothing to do with you. Is it related to the issue?"

This reaction was not what Clayton expected. He took back the gun and stuck it in his waistband.

"I heard that your son Sevan commissioned Mr. Perot to order this gun from the city, but we found it in the wetlands outside the town."

The priest's eyes were full of suspicion: "I am an evangelical priest, and my son was baptized at birth. How could he buy a gun?"

It is well known that evangelical doctrine does not allow believers to bear arms.

But Creighton didn't feel the need for Perot to lie to him: "Children always disobey." He said that because of Donna, he felt deeply when he said this. "We are also thinking about his safety. If you don't want to tell us, we also have other problems. Last month, a stranger picked up this blood-stained necklace by the river in Jevo. Maybe you have seen it. It can give us some clues.”

Clayton took out the pendant from the ivory picture frame, and he noticed that there was a clear change in the expression of Priest Louis when he saw it.

It was the anger and irreversible helplessness of things getting out of control.

"Is there anything you want to say now?" the sheriff from the city asked.

Lewis shook his head, but Clayton's questioning made him make some determination.

"I have nothing to say about this, only one thing - if my son Sevan dies, it will be his own fault. Don't come to me again because of him."

The evangelical priest's tone became increasingly cold. When he mentioned his son's name, his tone did not sound like he was thinking about his beloved son, but rather he was denounced as a heretic.

After answering, he resolved to see the guest off, and no matter how much Creighton and Julius tried to persuade him, he stood his ground and said no more.

Faced with this kind of rejection, the two foreigners could only follow his wishes and say goodbye.

Some distance from the church, Julius cursed.

They just wanted to investigate the identity of the original owner of the necklace, but they went around here for several days with no results. Priest Louis obviously knew who the owner of the necklace was, but he refused to tell them.

Clayton was already considering whether to confess to Priest Lewis. Not about his werewolf identity, but about the Jewels of Doom.

Maybe this can win the sympathy of the priesthood and make it spit out information?

He wasn't sure.

"Let's go back to find Perun." Julius suddenly said loudly: "Damn it, we have investigated all the strangers who came here last month, and I don't believe we still found nothing."

Clayton had paid him to do this job, and it was a disgrace to him that it was done like this.

"I can remove your bad luck within this month at most!" He solemnly declared to his employer. If it didn't work out, he still had his father. Even if it takes at least a month to wait for Groene to wake up, Clayton might die this month.

Clayton really didn't know anything about numerology. Although he had doubts in his heart, he could only listen to the wizard's promise for the time being.

When they returned to the hotel, they saw an empty lobby. Pei Lun was sitting behind the counter, smoking and reading a newspaper.

Clayton walked over and asked him: "Where is my girl?"

The young innkeeper put down his newspaper and looked back.

"She went to church."

"Really? We just came back from there." Julius said quietly.

The town of Gevaux is not big, with only a few main streets. If Donna Bello goes to church, they will definitely see her when they come back.

Perun blinked guiltily and turned around: "Maybe she went the wrong way. By the way, Mr. Bello, a group of people just said they were looking for you."

"Who's looking for me?"

Clayton looked very unhappy, and he was thinking about how to punish Donna when she came back.

In addition, maybe he should write a manual of good family behavior to guide the girl, a method even the royal family uses.

"The gentleman who left the name looks a bit like you. He also has black hair. He calls himself Winston."

"Winston?" Clayton escaped from his thoughts. Regarding this description, he could only think of one person, but he felt that it shouldn't be him, so he raised his eyebrows and asked Perun, "What does he want from me?"

"He said it was Big Paul who introduced him."

"puff--"

The lieutenant snorted like he was spitting.

He now felt that this Winston must not be the Winston he knew. Otherwise, the other party would really go back to him.

"Where is he now?"

Pei Lun shook his head and said, "He didn't tell me this. He only said that he would come back to you at noon."

Ever since he realized that Clayton's beautiful "daughter" was of marriageable age, his attitude towards Clayton suddenly became much more reserved.

Clayton was unaware of this. He gave Julius instructions and then went out again, intending to bring back his running niece.

He asked many people along the street and found out that Donna had been following the doctor for some reason.

The latter only stayed in the market for a moment after taking the fishing rod from him, and then went to the river with new bait and fishing basket, probably to go fishing - risking the "werewolf" ravage.

The lieutenant was absolutely furious.

Although he knew that the local werewolf craze was nonsense, it did not mean that "beasts" that would attack livestock did not exist.

The last time he and Julius went to the woods, he felt that he was being watched!

He ran to the river bank as fast as he could.

Before he could even take a breath, he saw his niece surrounded by three men through the gap between the trees.

In desperation, Clayton shouted to attract their attention, and then walked over with his gun pressed.

Both Donna and the man opposite her turned their heads with frightened expressions.

At this moment, Clayton finally confirmed the identity of the man next to Donna and shouted unceremoniously: "Winston, how did you learn to bully little girls?"

The man with black hair but gray eyes twitched his eyes: "I just asked her for directions. She claimed to be a local."

Donna looked at her uncle innocently.

Winston also woke up at this moment. He looked at Clayton, then back at the face of the girl in front of him, and finally narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that she lied. Are all the Bello family lies like this?"

"After being surrounded by three strange men in the wild, she would find a way to intimidate her. This only shows that she is smart and brave." Clayton came over and held Donna behind him, but his hand was still on the gun. "How come you, the self-proclaimed righteous young master, got together with the tomb robbers?"