The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 164 An endless stream
As soon as he left the hotel, Clayton went straight to the stables. He wanted to check the condition of the horses. When they came to the horses, he couldn't stop thinking about them.

Julius had invented a mob identity for them, using many metaphors and pronouns, but he believed that Donna would soon realize what it meant—or maybe she already knew it and just didn't want to ask it in public .

This is actually a bit different from reality, but Creighton still has to find a way to convince Donna that this is just a joke.

Otherwise, if she sent a letter to tell Tritis that her uncle became a gang member in the city, he would be ashamed to face anyone when he returned to Batenu.

"I really have to praise your girl. It's a good thing she sent a horse here. We don't need to look at the faces of the locals when we plan to return to the city." Julius patted the saddle casually. The chestnut-brown horse The mare shuddered uncomfortably.

"One horse can't carry three people," Clayton told him.

"But at least you can go back to the city and borrow another horse. I can still afford to wait for two days."

Julius watched boredly as the lieutenant picked up a bunch of hay from the side to feed the horse. Donna came too suddenly last night, and they didn't have time to inform the groom. The work of taking care of it could only be done by Perun, but the inn As a friend, Pei Lun had a lot to do, so he couldn't take care of it well, even the saddle was not removed.

When Clayton finished feeding, he held his hand in front of the horse's nose, so that he could get acquainted with his scent.

The wizard raised his eyebrows, he had never seen this kind of behavior: "Is this the habit of werewolves?"

Clayton withdrew his hand after smoothing the horse's mane: "This is the habit of a qualified horse breeder."

The lieutenant took off the saddle, put it and the leather bags and bags hanging on both sides on the ground and looked slowly.

It would be faster for a person to come here on horseback than in a carriage, but Donna would have to spend at least one night here from the city, and he wanted to see what the girl had prepared for the journey.

He dug out broken biscuits, thin blankets, bandages, and a bottle of homemade ointment. The ointment smelled like verbena and seemed to be used to stop bleeding and detoxify.

This is not surprising. In many rural areas that have retained a long tradition, women also serve as pharmacists in their families. They will learn relevant knowledge before they get married. There is such a custom in the South Bliga area including Batenu. Clayton thought that this might be given to Donna by Tritis, and this kind of medicine should be prepared for field trips.

Julius took another bag, which he inspected much faster than Clayton.

"Look what I found?" He showed off a fairly intact wolf fur from his bag. "This looks like the shawl you wore when you entered the sewer last time. It's so warm to the touch."

Clayton took the wolf skin back, folded it, and put it back in the bag.

"Why are you so nervous?"

The lieutenant said with a straight face: "It's my fault, I forgot to find him a resting place."

Wolfwalker Marshall helped him a lot with his body. Although he couldn't isolate Athena's detection spell, it was his own fault and touched the spell trap.After that, Marshall's wolf fur still insulated him from the spider's mind control magic.

According to Batenu's custom, he should buy a good coffin for Marshall, and it would be better to invite a sin-eater at the funeral as a reward.

"He's a shapeshifter?!"

Julius noticed the peculiarity of the personal pronouns he used, and shook his hands in horror, as if to shake off some invisible burden.

"It's okay, he's a good guy." Clayton tied the bag around his waist.

Donna probably brought it out to keep out the cold, and there was nothing wrong with that, and he thought Marshall probably thought the same.

"That's true."

Julius retreated a little, but fell into deep thought before the evaluation was finished.

He has been like this since he came to Rewo, and Creighton is no stranger to it.

"We'll go to church later and see if Priest Louis is still willing to meet people."

The flames on the street had been sheltering for the whole night, and people drank the wine with salt according to the priest's instructions, but there was no trace of the "beast". There should be no reason for the priest to refuse visits from outsiders.

"Mr. Pei Lun, where has my father been these few days?"

Donna was still cooperating with Clayton's disguise, but she was not familiar with the word "father", so speaking of it seemed even stranger than "uncle".

Pei Lun was sitting on a low bench in the back kitchen brushing an empty wine barrel, and he didn't expect that guests would come here to talk to him.

He raised his head blankly: "Didn't Mr. Bello tell you?"

He thought that father and daughter always knew them better than outsiders.

Donna squatted down directly opposite Pei Lun, looking at him beggingly: "He doesn't like me asking about work."

Pei Lun sighed, facing this face, he couldn't say a word of rejection.

"I remember something he said, if that reassures you."

Clayton Bello had indeed talked about a lot of things here, and he remembered them all in his heart, because if what the other party said was true, he had a lot of things in his hand that could be sold.

"He sent me an announcement to recycle old ornaments with patina, old furniture, various decorations with enamel paint and gold paint, engraved belt buckles, waist chains, snuff bottles, and various old-fashioned souvenir medals at high prices. "

Pei Lun recalled with his fingers, and reported the items that Clayton Bello said one by one, but he didn't notice the subtle disappointment in the girl's eyes.

"He only talked about business?" Donna asked.

"That's true."

Pei Lun nodded.

Donna expressed her thanks in disappointment.

The innkeeper had been in the kitchen to help the cook while Clayton and the Perraults were working on guns, so he was unaware of the supposedly suspicious business.

For the same reason, Donna assumed he knew nothing about anything else.

At the same time, Pei Lun also concluded that the girl knew nothing about the situation in the town.

"You just came last night. I don't know if Mr. Bello told you that there is a werewolf in the town. The street was so bright last night to prevent it, as well as the wine with salt. The priest said that this can make the werewolf Turned into its original form after being drunk."

Donna pursed her lips, noncommittal about this point of view.

But there is indeed one thing that is suspicious - her uncle has treated her well so far, why didn't she remind her of this last night?
It was as if he wasn't worried about running into danger, but not out of trust in himself, but out of a kind of confidence.

In any case, she had to find out.The strangely hidden red eyelids on the opponent's body are the traits of a demon seducer, a madman, and even a lycanthropist with a tendency to eat corpses. Combined with the breath from the study room of the mansion on Marlin Street, she is convinced that her uncle is the first type. people.

Human beings who make a deal with the devil will be eaten part of their emotions, and then gradually give up more in order to gain more powerful power, in order to break through the threshold of the last sacrifice and obtain a more distorted heterogeneous mind.

Sacrificing blood relatives is the only way for the fallen to pursue alienation.

But during this period of getting along, she didn't feel the malice caused by going astray, which also proved that her uncle was still saved.

And that unstoppable doom may be related to the curse of the devil.

If she could know what he was looking for, she might be able to stop it all.

Donna fell into deep thought, until Pei Lun's voice woke her up.

"Mr. Bello and Mr. Julius went for a walk by the river not long ago. Well, they brought an ax and brought back a wild boar. I think they are looking for something. If you If you want to see where they walked, I can find someone to show you the way."

Donna blinked and stood up.

Pei Lun thought she agreed to his suggestion, so he also stood up, ready to ask a local girl for help.

The girl stopped him: "No, I want to walk around the town first."

Then there is no need to ask someone to accompany her, the town is very safe - Pei Lun has not learned the vows and guarantees of young girls, so he sat down relaxed again.

"Mr. Perron, if my father comes back, you will tell him I went to church, won't you?"

The questioning tone made Pei Lun faintly feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he nodded and agreed.

Although Mr. Clayton Bello was usually kind, he was not so kind when he encountered something that made him unhappy. Besides, Pei Lun couldn't bear to let such a lovely girl suffer. Ruthless scolding.

It would be great if he could marry her, Pei Lun thought dreamily as he watched her leave.

But he also knows that this is only a fantasy, girls like life in the city, and no one wants to live in the inconvenient country like Revo.Rewo used to have such a lovely girl, that was Adelaide of the Lax family, but this one also left last month, it is said that she was taken away by the city people.

Pei Lun's fantasy time didn't last long, just after the girl left the hotel, another group of outsiders came here.

There were three of them, and they were dressed like decent city folk, but it definitely felt like a disguise. Their calloused hands and tight sleeves revealed their identities as manual laborers. Looking around, one can see at a glance that their inner qualities do not match the outer disguise.

These people are similar to some of the guests that Pei Lun received last month.

But the leader made Pei Lun connect him with Clayton Bello.

He also has black half curly hair, tall and long arms, very burly, and more than that, he has a similar temperament to Clayton Bello, with Donna's lessons learned, Pei Lun took him for granted as Clayton's relative , I just wonder if Clayton Bello's relatives seem to want to come to Rewo this week, which is too coincidental.

"Are you here for Mr. Clayton Bello?" he asked politely.

All three of them were stunned, and then the leader nodded: "That's right, we are looking for him, where is he?"

"He's gone out, but he doesn't know when he'll be back. If you don't want to wait here, you can leave your name and I'll tell him when he comes back." Pei Lun took out the account book and pen and waited for them to speak.

"Just do it. You tell him, Winston Jean S."

When the surname was mentioned, the dark-haired man frowned anxiously, and gave up doing so again: "Forget it, just tell him that Winston is looking for him, and it was Big Paul who introduced us."

　I found that the previous asking price for the necklace was too outrageous, so I revised the price to four shillings
　　
　
(End of this chapter)