The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Clayton is dubious about Julius' attitude.

The last time they went to No. 15 Xiangyou Street together, Julius showed a lot of respect for Akezike,

But he quickly realized that Akeqi might not like this mage, otherwise, if he had just persuaded Julius, the elder's son might not be able to help him any more.

In other words, the relationship between Julius and Akeqi is indeed not as good as he imagined.

But there is a problem here.

"Why should I give you a job?" he asked Julius in bewilderment.

Julius' eyes widened, and he felt that he had been deceived: "Otherwise, was your service before I was free?"

He could have cheered up and joined the action team. The elder's son didn't even have this authority, but he still chose to help Clayton.

It was a favor, Clayton admitted, but
"But I don't need a mage. I'm an antique dealer. This job can be done without a spellcaster."

"It's common sense that every family needs a mage advisor," Julius said. "In this way, it will be more convenient for you to curse others or defend against other people's curses."

Clayton had never heard of such common sense, and he had no intention of dealing with his business rivals in an unconventional way.

He sighed: "I also have needs here, but I'm afraid it's not what you want. If you can keep up the books, or go out to collect antiques for me and maintain the state of the antiques, then this job is suitable for you. "

"How much can I get?" Julius asked impatiently.

Clayton pointed to Charlotte who was choosing clothes for Donna with his thumb: "The weekly salary is 2 pounds 15 shillings, just like the 'older' lady just now, she is also my assistant."

"That's all?!"

"What do you mean by that?!" Charlotte suddenly stopped communicating with Donna, turned her head and glared at Julius outside the glass window.

This weekly salary is enough to support a small family - just by herself!

Julius exchanged glances with her, and then looked at Clayton: "If I were you, I wouldn't let this kind of woman who has the habit of eavesdropping on other people's conversations be in charge of important affairs, she might be better at cleaning. talent."

"Ms. Charlotte is an excellent person, and I don't think our current conversation is a secret that must be kept secret." Clayton shrugged. old employees.

"If you don't want to do it, just leave. I don't have any other jobs here."

He expected that Julius would not agree to this, so he moved his feet and turned to walk into the store.

"and many more!"

Suddenly Julius exclaimed, "I know what I can do."

Clayton stopped to look at him.

"Appreciate further details."

The mage held his wrist and said slowly: "After my observation, I noticed that you still lack a personal servant, and I have more experience in dressing up and making travel plans, and I also have a certain sensitivity to numbers. It can also provide you with magical assistance to a certain extent."

"Then live in my house?" Clayton sneered: "Don't even think about it!"

With a young girl at home, he refused to let Julius, who was usually idle but handsome, be his personal servant.

The harm that such a person does to a girl is immeasurable.

He had no desire to continue communicating, turned around and walked back to the door of the clothing store, and pushed the door open with his hand.

Ka. Ka Ka Ka.
Clayton's dilated pupils dilated again, and at the position where his palm touched the door, cracks suddenly opened on the wooden door, growing rapidly vertically toward the upper and lower ends.

Two seconds later, the door of the store split in two, and one half fell inward and the other outward.

The wooden plank knocked into the dust, and the people in the store stopped their movements. They were either holding the clothes to try the feel, or holding the ruler to measure the size, or hugging their female companions and laughing. At this moment, they all turned to look at the door. The pedestrians outside I also stopped again to appreciate this small accident.

Someone recognized the protagonist of the movement had caused a commotion in the street before, so whispers and laughter began to spread.

Clayton opened his mouth under the gaze of the crowd, but couldn't say anything.

He finally turned around and looked at Julius seriously.

"You were hired."

Naturally, this decision was opposed by Charlotte.

But that's after the shopping is over.

The crowd of spectators dispersed, and when she led Donna out, the people on the street no longer paid attention to Clayton, and Julius disappeared without a trace, so she had no way of knowing that the annoying guy and her What the hell did the boss talk about.

"Mr. Bello, are you sure you want to hire someone like him?"

Clayton was leaning against the wall, swinging his half-empty wallet and tapping the back of his hand regularly, as if the behavior would calm him down.

Today he not only bought several sets of women's clothes, but also bought a door.

"Don't worry, he has no competition with you. He is in charge of some superstition-related data identification. Although this guy is not likable, he is still professional in those gossip."

Charlotte sighed slightly, did not continue to question, but brought up another matter.

"We should go to the ointment shop next, have the doctor look at your arms and your back, and diagnose your eyes as well. They are more unhealthy than I have seen them in the last month. You told me before that this It is the effect of using Dulima eyewash. However, the drugs related to belladonna are almost harmless, and it is easy to damage the human body when used as an eyewash. And I also think that you don’t need this kind of medicine with your original appearance Potion to improve image”

She muttered a lot, and there was a bit of educational meaning in it.

And Clayton was already unable to explain or refute anything. He didn't even pay attention to what Donna bought. He just pulled his back from the wall and waved weakly.

"Come on, then, to the ointment shop."

At the door of the ointment shop, Clayton gave Donna some change, and ordered Charlotte to accompany her for a walk around the area and come back in ten minutes.

He worried that his bad luck would spoil something again and affect them.

And this time nothing happened.

The doctor in the pharmacy is the kind of crappy pharmacist that can be seen everywhere in the countryside. He didn't even ask Clayton's long-prepared excuse for his alienation, and concluded that all the problems with the werewolf were related to abstinence. The treatment plan is I recommended him to find some lovers to get rid of desire and toxins, and he also prescribed a prescription with a lot of mylabris ingredients.

It's hard to swallow just imagining it, but fortunately, Creighton didn't plan to eat it, he just bought it to reassure those around him.

He grabbed the paper bag containing the medicine and went out, then stood there and waited melancholy.

Donna and Charlotte came back as promised.

They were relieved when they saw the medicine bag in Clayton's hand.

Donna came up, pulled his right hand and stuffed something with a rough texture.

Clayton became alert, when the girl's hand left his palm, he saw a yellow-brown straw doll as long as half the middle finger lying there.

"It's a talisman, it brings good luck," Donna said.

Charlotte, smiling, watched as the girl bought the doll from some suspicious stall, and did not choose to stop it.

This one was distinctly different from the dozens of more ornate and costly amulets that lined the shop of rusted silver coins.

It is not a commodity, but a gift.

Clayton held the straw doll tightly, his eyebrows stretched, and rarely said anything to spoil the scenery.

"Come on, let's go home after dinner today."

I originally wanted to write more, but it seems that I drank too much coffee and my heart rate is a bit scary, so the author chose to do what I can