The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 168 A Reward

"What do you want to say?" Clayton was not in the mood to play tricks with him now.

Julius glanced at him: "If she didn't tell you, then I have no right to tell you."

Clayton looked at Donna's sleeping face and tried to lower his voice:

"What's the rule?"

Julius had no scruples about the volume. He returned to the table, stuffed the bottles and cans back into his pockets, and put on his clothes again: "This is not a rule I created out of thin air, but a rule that my niece and I abide by together. principle. If you want to clarify, I suggest waiting until she wakes up."

The wizard fastened the last button and turned to look at Clayton.

"However, I don't recommend you to say it here. The reason is not easy to explain, but it is related to what I just found out."

This has almost said everything, it seems that Donna has been involved with this extraordinary world for a long time.

Clayton sighed, sat down at the edge of the table, sniffed some pungent perfume, and forced himself not to take it too seriously.

Mastering extraordinary power is a good thing, as long as she doesn't inherit the blood of a werewolf.

I just don't know if Tritis knows this, if she knows it, she still hides it from herself
"What did you find?" He asked with a suppressed mood.

"I borrowed the account book from Pei Lun, and I found out some things." Julius also sat down opposite him, took out the account book from his pocket and handed it to him.

"About [-] to [-] people came to Rewo last month. I can't obtain the specific number of people for the time being, but one thing is certain - there are traces of the number of people who left Rewo. Most of the people who came here came from Sasha City. Most of the church people and soldiers, the rest are small merchants and vagabonds from all over the world. Leaving aside those official people, most of the rest travel in groups, they bring their own carriages, or horses and donkeys, and only a few People come on foot."

Clayton quickly came to his senses by comparing his experience of going to the countryside to purchase.

There may be people who come alone on horseback, but if they want to bring more luggage, the saddle bag cannot hold more food. Outsiders with only one horse cannot bring a second person, unless they plan to obtain it through wild collection. Food, this is not a simple matter for ordinary people, you must have a lot of experience in wild life.

If the son of the priest Louis wants to leave Gervaux, he will definitely choose the company of foreigners with carriages first, which is more secure and safer.

The carriages of the church and the army would not allow passers-by to take them, and there were not many suspicious objects left. They would definitely get more useful clues from the person in charge of raising the horses.

Julius crossed his legs: "There are very few people in Revaux who know how to raise horses, so our coachman Fraser must know a lot."

Clayton glanced at Donna again to make sure she was asleep, and then said, "I have gained something here too. Pei Lun said that someone was looking for me, and we met them when we went out just now - that is a place called Easter Island." The gang of tomb robbers, they also seem to have a spellcaster to help them. They found the cause of bad luck from the dead big Paul, and now they want to get the necklace back, paying a lot of money. One of the grave robbers even came to find it privately for the reward us. It didn't turn out very well."

"The mist of doom is indeed useful for some dark magic rituals, but the way I remove the doom for you will definitely destroy it," Julius said.

It seems that the part of the promise with Winston can't be counted, but Clayton doesn't care about this. He unbuttoned his clothes, took off the tomb robber's clothes inside, took out the documents in the outer pocket, and distributed them to Julier part of it.

"I think so, but since they want to bring back the jewelry of doom, they may have some preparations that can be used to ward off bad luck."

Frowning, Julius took the documents and flipped through them.

Clayton's hands hadn't stopped yet. The tomb robber's clothes seemed to be custom-made. In addition to the outward pockets on both sides, he also sewed several hidden pockets on the inside.He weighed them one by one, and found that most of them were the sound of coins colliding, only one of them was the heaviest, and there was no sound of collision, so he scratched it open with his nails, and took out another bag from the hidden bag.

Inside was a shriveled, sallow human hand that seemed to have been pickled with spices, without any nasty smell.

This time there was no need for the wizard to remind him, he also knew what it was.

The Hand of Glory - known as the criminal's amulet, it is said that it can prevent them from waking up the owner when they burglarize at night, or warn the criminal that there is still a threat in the house - the raw material is cut from the condemned prisoner The palm, after the oil is boiled, can also be used as a ritual material for the black mass, which is very convenient and profane.

"Can this thing be transported?" he asked the wizard.

Julius looked up at it: "It has a little effect, depending on who took it off, but this kind of small role probably won't get any good stuff, the palm of a really vicious criminal."

The sallow human hand suddenly came to life, its fingers collectively tapped against the table, and the whole body bounced and hit Julius' face.

The supernatural turn of events startled them both.

Clayton slapped it on the table quickly, like a cat catching a mouse.

Julius was unscathed, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't be frightened. His face was pale, his back was pressed against the chair and he pushed back, and the legs of the chair scraped violently against the ground.

Clayton looked back at Donna in a panic, and was relieved when he saw that she was still sleeping.

Julius clutched his chest, the deformed chest bound by the corset made him as delicate as a woman, and he almost fainted after a few gasps.

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb Donna's rest." Clayton warned him, and punched the living hand twice.

"There are other curses on it, you release it."

After Julius reacted, he coughed and pulled out his wand. The tip of the wand pointed at the living hand that was about to try for the second time. White fluorescent light was emitted from it. Clayton heard him say an old saying, a white light like lightning It shot out from the tip of the stick and hit the human hand.

The sallow fingers twitched twice, and the whole hand turned over, struggling like a dying insect.

The wizard gave it two more swipes, and only then retracted his wand angrily until the hand stopped moving so visibly. "It seems that your guess is right. The maker of this strange object is one level higher than me, at least it is a [copper ring]. I can't completely abolish its mobility, but it is more than enough to block his induction. .Now let's move on to the documents."

Magicians classify themselves according to minerals. Excluding the highest and rarest gold and silver, the rest are divided into mercury, tin, lead, copper, iron, and stone from high to low.

Although it is only ranked third from the bottom, [Copper Ring] is already the industry leader among spellcasters.

Clayton glanced at the glorious hand silently, a little worried about Julius' reliability.

But he is not a person who likes to regret, so he hesitated for a while, then gave up the entanglement, and continued to spread out the documents to read.

The content of these documents on the tomb robber is quite straightforward, but the grammar seems quite professional.

It sounds counterintuitive, but the common employers of organizations like Easter Island are basically knowledgeable people, including brilliant doctors who need to study corpses, collectors who seek taboos, and wealthy elites who need to smuggle contraband.

The documents in Clayton's hand involved information such as the content of the remuneration for the submission of the doom jewel, the method and location of the transaction.

The person who wrote these documents in front of him was a professor from Sasha University. This person had no intention of shy away from it, and frankly left his name at the end of the document.

Christopher Campin Tinola.

Clayton had heard the name.

That was Ollie Blanco's mentor, a professor of ancient studies at Sasha University. Now it seems that Ollie's conjecture is true. His mentor is also a transcendent person, so of course he can spot unusual things in the students.

He told Julius about it, and it dawned on him immediately.

"It was him."

Clayton found the wizard's expression unnatural: "You know him?"

"I used to study magic under his school. Later, the old man heard that he had contacts with the sect of doom seekers, so he sent me to Strass. Judging by the spell on this hand, this It's a wise move." Julius showed a look of disdain.

He is just an [Iron Finger], but the mentor is the [Lead] who receives the cup. Compared with the [Bronze Ring], he has a bright future.

"Who is the doomsday seeker?"

"A group of madmen who believe that the end is near, because they can't wait for the end to come, they will artificially create disasters as the inspiration of the prophet." The wizard took the document in Clayton's hand and compared it with the one he was looking at. , couldn't help but clicked his lips: "This method is not bad, using items with mist of doom as a talisman to resist other sources of bad luck. It seems that his research has fallen into a bottleneck, and he wants to use fate as a boost. Well, you Look at my files again."

He pushed the document in his hand over. The handwriting on the document was the same as the part Clayton had seen before. It was obviously written by Professor Christopher, but the paper and ink showed that they were not written at the same time.

The content on this paper is a little newer, and the content in it makes Clayton can't help frowning.

"No matter who reads these words, I am looking forward to it with enthusiasm. As long as the specified goods are delivered, I can get a high reward of 3000 pounds. If the goods are still showing signs of life when delivered, I will be willing to do this. Pay more money, and even treasures with magical powers are negotiable. The following sections are where and how the goods may appear."

"It's a strange-looking beast. I'm not sure about its specific appearance, but it must be bigger than a goat and smaller than a horse. It has bendable fingers. It is currently inhabiting the forests in and around Sasha City. , but when you see the text, its position may have changed."

"Please note that this beast will be attracted by misfortune. If you happen to have relics of people who are recognized as unfortunate, you may be able to use this as bait to lure it to appear. Or there are other ways."

(End of this chapter)