The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 147 Official departure
Charlotte had already written a letter of recommendation for Donna to Xin Jiani College, and she was just waiting for the college's reply, and that letter might take a week to process.

Before that, Clayton bid Donna a temporary farewell.

He called the girl into the hall and told her solemnly.

"Girl, I leave this place to you. I'm going to Gewo to do some errands, and I'll be back in a week at most, but don't be afraid, I stuffed a few pounds of change in the drawer of the studio. If you want anything, just ask Mrs. Rose wants, they will prepare three meals a day for you, if you want to go out, please ask her maid to accompany you, only walk on the road during the day, don't go near the house without a fence in front of the door, don't go out at night, if you hear a knock Don’t let the sound of the door pass, but you can make a little noise to let the outside know that there are people in the house.”

He rambled on, repeating the rules mentioned before, wishing that the girl would immediately become a local, and only finally handed over the key of this house to Donna.

In the previous process, the niece pursed her lips slightly and nodded again and again.

Until Clayton stopped talking, she put her left hand on her heart and leaned slightly, showing an extremely dignified ladylike attitude.

"Uncle Clayton, I swear I will do everything you tell me."

This attitude made Clayton startled: "Uh, as long as you can remember."

He grabbed the hat and put it on his head, gave Donna a hug, turned and walked out the door, looking at Donna's face before he closed the door and stopped again.

"As usual, it's best not to go into the study room or the basement."

"I promise I won't go in." Donna solemnly promised, looking into his eyes, her eyes were full of sincerity.

"very good."

Clayton looked at her with a straight face and nodded, this time closing the door completely.

After hearing the sound of the deadbolt popping out, Donna quietly walked over and put her ear on the door to listen. After the heavy footsteps disappeared, she waited for a while, and finally she was sure that her uncle would not come back.

After confirming this fact, she kept her ears away from the door, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she walked towards the study with the bunch of keys in her hands.

Her steps were light, her skirts swayed back and forth in the wind like spring branches, and the sound of the keys colliding in her hands was like bells.

"My dear uncle, let me see what secrets you are hiding."

Humming a country tune, she jumped to the door of the study, picked up the large bunch of keys and looked carefully, looking for the key that seemed to match the door lock.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong here. As one key after another was inserted into the lock and stuck, the voice of her humming became lower and lower, until the last key was tried, and the door of the study room failed. Open.

Donna's face froze.

She finally confirmed that her dear uncle never left the key to the study room!
Clayton walked on the street expressionlessly, playing with two heavy copper keys in his hands.

For safety reasons, he directly took away the key to the study, and the basement was also cleaned up so that Donna would not find any traces.He even greeted the landlady's place, so even the spare key was in his hand, cutting off the possibility of all the study door locks being opened normally.

He had already noticed Donna's curiosity about the study room, and as for her promise - he didn't believe it would be true.

Although she has always behaved well, he knows how active a 15-year-old is. He and his brother have experienced it and know how to please the elders.

If boys and girls at this age would know how solemn a promise is, it would be impossible for Tritis to drop out of missionary school and immediately get engaged to Uren.

Donna's bloodline came from the most deviant family in the entire Batenu, and she even dared to take the train to Sasha City alone. If it was said that she would obey her elders, Clayton didn't believe it at all.

The schedule at the Public Security Department was also adjusted. He arranged everything properly, and then returned to the rusted silver coin to inform Julius to set off for Rewo together.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Charlotte arguing with the son of the Gaminian family. When she saw Clayton, she immediately went up to meet him, but her aggressive appearance did not seem to be to say hello.

"Mr. Bello, are you sure you want him to be your assistant?" She pointed to Julius and asked. "He doesn't know anything about our work. Just now we talked about the order from Oren's house in St. Alvin's Parish. We want to send a whole set of old furniture. It's such a short distance that only needs manpower to solve the work. He even said to send it in a carriage! Can you imagine?!"

The female assistant had a look of grief and indignation, and Julius, who was pointed at by her, supported himself on the counter table with his hands, with an innocent expression on his face.

"I thought there was only horse-drawn carriages in the city."

Even though Grogne Gaminien didn't have much affection for his youngest son, Julius was treated far beyond the average person. He neither paid attention to nor imagined more backward things.

Clayton had no choice but to appease Charlotte a little bit, and let Julius go upstairs with him, finally separating the pair of enemies.

"I've made all the preparations, and I can leave for Rewo this afternoon."

"Your action is a little faster than I thought." Julius paused, and suddenly remembered that this sentence was also applicable to the scene where the two met for the first time, and the embarrassment surged up again, so he mentioned another Incident changed the subject: "If you're going to Rhevo, I suggest you take that ax with you, the one we found at the transit center."

Creighton remembered the wonder axe.

After recovering from his injuries, he has the special ability to try this strange object, but because of Donna's unexpected visit, this exploration had to be interrupted.

He was puzzled by Julius' suggestion.

"What do you know? If it's for self-defense, I've already brought a gun. Opponents like Athena are not common."

Julius laughed strangely: "It's nothing, you will know when you take it over, and you will thank me."

Clayton cast a skeptical look, he didn't think he would meet a very difficult guy this time.

"You'd better make sure it's worth it, it's six feet long and quite impressive. I'd have to hire another car to fit it in."

"Trust me, you'll use it."

Julius emphasized again.

"The ax was indeed used, but you should have told me earlier."

Clayton had already taken off his coat, the muscles under his white shirt were bulging, his hair and face were smoking white in the cold wind.He leaned his body sideways, but his feet were firmly planted on the ground.With strong arms, he swung the giant ax again, and slashed heavily on the thick tree trunk.

The ax blade imbued with scarlet aura is also unique in felling trees, and the quaint shape and practicality of the ritual axe are a perfect match.

The previously accumulated gaps formed a line, and the huge fir tree up to [-] feet rumbled down.

This is already the sixth big tree he has cut down.

"How many more do you want?" He put the ax on the ground, panted and asked the mage.

Julius was lazily sitting on a solid tree stump, drawing circles on the ground with his wand, and squinted at Clayton's question.

"I want to use an undisturbed, open space away from human habitation for the ceremony. This area is theoretically enough, but in order to prevent accidents, you can cut down six more trees."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was taking revenge on Clayton for letting him draw dozens of more magic leaflets.

Clayton said with a cold face, leaning on an axe: "Julius, I must remind you of one thing, our time is limited, this limit does not depend on you or me, but on our coachman, And his horse."

The carriage they hired cannot stay outside the city for too long, this is the rule of the car rental company.

In order to find an open space away from human habitation in the forest, they had to get off the car a few kilometers before arriving in Revo Town to find a location, and at the same time let the coachman go there and wait for them.

The next section of the road can only rely on walking.

"I hope we can eat at the right time, so you know that werewolves can get out of control if they don't eat enough," he said almost threateningly.

Julius immediately made a great compromise.

"Actually, I'm as hungry as you. Let's chop another one."

This is a number that Creighton can accept.

He bravely felled a tree old enough to be his great-grandfather again.

As a conclusion, he drove the ax hard into the ground, and then he went to another tree stump to pick up his coat and put it on.

He wasn't actually afraid of the cold, but a crisp coat was part of the etiquette and necessary for socializing.

Julius stood up on his knees, rubbed his hands together, and breathed on them again.Clayton looked around on the ground but couldn't find what he needed, so he turned to look at him.

"Where's the bag?"

"Probably blown away by the wind." The mage said nonchalantly.

"Excellent, it looks like I'll have to walk into the town of Rhevo with this hideously conspicuous ax on my shoulders."

Julius calmed down the werewolf's dissatisfaction.

"You can tell them it's the fashion in the city, and these unseen locals will believe it."

Clayton was noncommittal about the mage's statement, but there was really no other solution.

But there is one more thing he can decide.

After removing the bad luck, he would immediately fire Julius.

The core of the curse is that the werewolf's resentment turns into starvation, and if the man is around him for too long, he will become starving ("malnourished").

"Okay, let's go quickly." Julius quickly forgot their unhappiness, and urged with some excitement: "I'm also a little hungry, and I can't wait to eat some hot meals. There must be no foie gras or fish here." There are delicacies such as seeds, but maybe the farm dishes also have merits.”

This is a heartless guy Clayton gave him an evaluation.

It's a pity that Julius is his best choice if he wants to get in touch with the curse.

There must be such people in the Presbyterian Church, but he no longer wants to have too much contact with them.And Sasha City may have other people who can do this, but dealing with them will only get him into more trouble and let more people know about his - or further - the existence of a werewolf identity, which is Among them, there may be people who are hostile to the darkin.

You have to be careful when living with Donna.

At least Julius was a guy he already knew, less complicated, and easier to deal with.

Thinking of this, Clayton buttoned his coat, carried the six-foot-long long-handled double-edged ax on his shoulder with one hand, and walked on the road to Revo.

(End of this chapter)