Werewolf hunting rules

News of the killing of three Salvation Army soldiers quickly reached their camp.

Inevitably word spread among the group, this time everyone had expected it, no one questioned Francis' leadership, and opposition was limited to the occasional whisper. But Francis did not feel happy. He knew that the source of this power did not lie in the ruling skills he had mastered, but from two strange extraordinary beings.

He had no right or ability to handle this matter alone.

Therefore, after receiving this news, he has been waiting for Chud Osmar's master and servant to visit again.

The next afternoon, he finally waited for two contacts and informed them of what happened last night. However, both of them were very ordinary. Francis had only seen this kind of behavior in some officers who had been to the battlefield many times. Indifferent.

"They have discovered the secret of this land, or if not yet, they are not far from determining it." Chude seemed not surprised by this situation, but Francis couldn't understand what "they" he meant. who.

Are there any extraordinary beings here other than doomsday seekers?

"Did your people shoot first?"

Francis shook his head: "They are all dead. I don't know, but their guns were indeed fired."

Kuok looked at Chud Osmar, with a few wrinkles squeezed out on his smooth, egg-white forehead. Chud sighed, and then looked at Francis: "Let your people patrol the swamp as usual at night, but tell them, Don’t shoot first, always use communication to solve the problem.”

Francis' mind went blank.

"Then why are we still patrolling?!"

Three people died inexplicably after following the orders. Is this the attitude of these instigators?

Chude laughed again but said nothing. He smiled and stared at Francis for a few seconds, then lowered his head and rubbed his hands wrapped in white silk gloves.

Francis was still waiting for his answer, but Trud didn't speak, and neither did Quak. As the silence grew longer, the courage inspired by Francis' anger gradually evaporated, as if a needle had pierced his heart and drained all the courage.

He felt cold in his heart and bitter in his mouth.

Again he compromised.

"Okay, I will give the order. But you have to explain to me, why do we give the monster's head to those guys? The probability of their plan succeeding is at most half, and the chance of killing the monster is If the credit was ours, our current situation would be greatly improved.”

Chu De's smile suddenly disappeared. He rubbed his hands vigorously a few times and then put them down, but Francis could vaguely see dark red blood seeping out of his gloves.

"Do you think their probability of success is at most half? I think they have a high probability of success."

After speaking confidently, Chu De's lowered hand grasped restlessly, but it didn't seem like it was out of his own will, but an unconscious twitch. He soon realized this himself and put his hands behind his back to prevent Francis's sight from covering them.

"I see."

Francis said he was ready to give up thinking and felt much lighter.

This reason may not convince other rebels, but he does not need to be responsible for it, so it doesn't matter.

Chud Osmar and Kuok left some money and food here, and then quickly left the camp and slowly walked back to the town along the winding and rugged road, as leisurely as if they were really a painter out to collect scenery. Just as relaxing.

But Chu De's right hand was still twitching.

"What's wrong with your hand? Why have you been doing it all this time from morning to now?" Kuo Ke asked in a strong tone.

"Old problem."

Chu De's answer did not convince Kuo Ke. He shook his head: "I have never seen such a problem when I was hanging out with you before."

Chu De raised his hands and shook them violently, and they finally stopped.

He put his hands behind his back again, straightened his back, tried to show an extremely confident posture, and wrote lightly: "This old problem is older than you. It's normal if you haven't seen it before."

The fat man snorted, but did not continue the topic.

Compared with this problem, he was more concerned about the other party's series of strange activities.

"I still don't understand why you are so interested in this place? You have to check the swamp almost every day. If you are interested in what is buried in it, why don't you let Schmidt dig it out and rob it? Now we have so many people. , and you didn’t let them continue to dig, do you enjoy this kind of emotion that is similar to love in knight novels?”

A smile tugged at the corner of Chu De's mouth, describing it as ugly, but Kuo Ke was already used to it.

"For me, the things underneath can be used without digging them out, so there is no need to dig them out. The purpose of my coming here is just for pilgrimage. The ancestors of the great Dinon people made sacrifices here to pass on to future generations. Don’t you feel your own strength?”

"Elicio,"

"Do you think I will believe it?" Kuo Ke said disdainfully: "Forget it, this is your business, but it is best not to let these people conflict with those extraordinary beings."

Chu De turned around and looked at him in surprise. His originally forward steps turned into retreat, but his speed remained the same: "I thought you didn't care about them? After all, what is the motto of your sect? The end is coming. , everyone is going to die.”

"It is true that the end is coming, but it is meaningless for them to die here." Kuo Ke became impatient, "I don't want to mention this now, so hurry up and leave."

Chu De seemed to see through his thoughts, "Are you still going to wait? If they don't come back, it's impossible for us to take all these people away."

Kuok's breath hitched and his steps stopped.

As Chude said, he had lost contact with the church members in the city, and he didn't know whether to continue waiting for them.

"If it weren't for the purpose of concealing the identities of these people, I would never have asked you to issue an order to intercept and kill the postman. Now that these people have not come back, there must be an accident. And we haven't been able to find a second person to deliver the letter for me. , what a piece of shit!”

After complaining, he continued walking forward.

Kuok didn't like waiting, but since he couldn't communicate with other believers in the city, he could only wait here in boredom until December, which was the deadline - or wait for those who were on mission in Sasha City church members come back. Of course, the information he received from the Salvation Army had made him lose confidence in this possibility.

If these church members were discovered before the "revelation", death would be a given.

The sect's "Heart" secret sect can imitate the other three major esoteric secrets of the mainstream, but its advantage is only the omnipotence of power types. They are good at imitating and sneaking in, and the result of a head-on conflict is only death. That's why they need a connector who can protect them.

Unfortunately, Kuok's body shape was too special and it was inconvenient for him to enter the city, so he had to wait in Jevo.

And this kind of waiting is unpleasant. Kuok has never liked to do things that cannot show his own value. He has been like this since he was a child. It may be that the animal trainer trained him to develop such a character, but he himself has no deep understanding of it. Cognition.

Chud Osmar had always known this weakness of his.

"Since we came into contact with them, six of these rebels have died, and there are only more than ten people in the camp. If we continue..."

"I don't want to think about them anymore, didn't you hear?" Kuo Ke impatiently reached out his hand to push Chu De away and continued to walk forward. "If you want to do something special, as long as it doesn't hinder the mission of the sect, I won't stop you, as long as you don't use my name again."

"Then they won't listen to me."

"You need to figure it out yourself." Kuok walked to the front, turned back and walked in, his huge face close to him, staring at Chu De: "Also, let me remind you, that Lewis has awakened the miracle , if he shows this power to the locals, those Hook detectives’ plan to frame him will not succeed. Francis is right, it is better to give them the leatherworker’s head. This time you made a mistake again.”

"No, Padre Louis can't perform miracles in front of other people."

Chu De's pink face, which looked like it was burned, smiled, revealing two fangs hanging down from the upper jaw: "Miracle is not a common skill, you can use it as long as you learn it. It requires some more mysterious realm, and only a strong enough heart can perform it. Miracle, and he will soon lose that qualification."

Kuo Ke frowned. They had always lived together and rarely separated. He couldn't remember Chu De doing anything he couldn't understand.

"What other plans have you prepared? When will it happen?"

Chu De shook his head confidently and walked straight forward along the road.

"I don't need to prepare anything. Someone will send poison that will corrupt his soul. On the way, he even killed three people."

There is one more update. Sorry, I have been busy in reality, so it has been delayed for a few days.