The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 172
Such a situation is obviously abnormal. The reason why the circus tours is because the number of guests in a place is limited, and the same performance will quickly make the guests feel bored.

Under normal circumstances, they should go to Sasha City, because the Creation Festival will come soon, and there will be enough guests in the city.

"There must be something wrong with this circus." Julius commented while walking on the street.

They were leaving town to find the circus.

Next to him, Clayton was carrying the "Mosquito Slayer", and in order to prevent accidents, the lieutenant brought his only weapon.

"Do you think they kept the 'beast of doom'?"

Mobile circuses usually have animal trainers, and the one they just found out is no exception.

These animal trainers will raise ferocious or deformed carnivorous monsters, pull out their teeth and claws, and force them to obey instructions to perform.Usually, they are locked in iron cages and move with the convoy, which is very common.

These beasts often don't get enough food for performance purposes, and trainers can't afford enough food to keep them fed.

Changing a beast is far easier than taking care of the same one.

The circus has its own fleet and enough tents to deal with housing problems, but it is obviously not cost-effective to stop near the small town. They stop performing and lose income, but they still have to maintain the livelihood of several people and feed them. A hungry beast.

According to common sense, they should have released the beast and let it find food by itself at night. This may be the reason why many animal sheds in Rewo Town were attacked.

Otherwise, if the "beasts" are not raised by them, why are they not afraid of the infestation of wild animals?
However, Julius denied this conjecture, including the basis for its establishment.

"No, no, I don't think the 'Beast of Doom' is related to them. As for the 'Beast' in the town, whether it is a 'Beast of Doom' or something else, there is one most important condition we still don't know Akatsuki—what on earth does Professor Christopher need this beast for?"

Julius is a wizard, he is very sensitive to witchcraft rituals, Christopher's request is obviously bizarre.

"We now know that if he wants to seek good luck, or ward off bad luck, then he will need a similar object with a mist of doom as a talisman, and a beast that is attracted to 'misfortune' is obviously helpful in finding such items. However. "

He looked around the street and lowered his voice: "But he wants this beast to be alive rather than dead, which means that he thinks its life is more valuable than its death, so the abilities of this beast must not be limited to this. If Its ability is only as stated on the reward list. Heh. Just imagine, a university professor is walking around the city with a beast that is bigger than a goat and smaller than a horse. Who would not notice him? Then why not just kill it? It would be more convenient to use its remains for the ritual of finding objects."

He was right, and Creighton couldn't help thinking again about the possibility.

It's just that this kind of contemplation didn't last long - the werewolf was too hungry, and he still didn't relieve his hunger and thirst after killing people.The ice water only temporarily relieved the feeling, but it didn't work well, and now he felt like there was a fire in his stomach.

"Let's get this over with, I'm going to buy a sheep when I get back," he said, fighting back his discomfort.

The way to find the circus is different from the way to the river. If you want to go to the circus, you need to choose the westward one before the fork outside the town. The circus is behind the low slope to the west, and it is closer to the town. Many can be reached in less than 10 minutes at a normal walking pace.

On the way out of town, they ran into people from Easter Island again.

Winston Jean Stewart came towards them with another grave robber. When he saw Clayton, he nodded his head as a greeting. His eyes only stayed on his ax for a moment, and then continued to move towards go forward.

After thinking about it, Clayton decided to inform the other party, and he called Winston to stop.

"Your companion is not lost, he is private."

"Who got lost?" Winston asked directly, with a surprised expression on his face.

He shouldn't have reacted like this, Clayton turned his eyes to the face of another tomb robber, and that guy looked at him impatiently.They were all indifferent to this matter, which made the lieutenant feel as if he was looking for trouble for nothing.

"...is another companion of yours, but I don't know him"

Winston looked back at his companion, and then turned back to give him a strange look: "I only brought him with me, how can there be any other companions?"

This kind of reaction was extremely weird, as if the dead grave robber had been completely forgotten by them.

Clayton frowned, and beside him, Julius narrowed his eyes, clutching his wand in his pocketed hand.

If the other party is not acting, then it must be influenced by something else.

However, Clayton turned his hand away to signal him to relax, and the wizard's hand holding the wand had to be let go.

"Then how many horses did you bring?" Clayton asked Winston.

The latter answered him without hesitation: "We have brought three horses."

"There are only two of you, but you have three horses?"

Hearing this question, the pupils of the gray-eyed man sank a little, and then raised them again: "Isn't it normal for two cavalrymen to lead a third horse? Horses are always injured and sick. You have also been a cavalry officer. Don't you have this experience? ?”

Of course the cavalryman has such concerns, but he is not in the army now, but on Easter Island, and criminal organizations will not be so generous.

This reason is obviously something he just came up with - in order to fill the gap in memory.

"Of course I know that's the case."

Clayton watched him swallow, and tried not to think about the whimsy of which one, the adult male or the horse, was chewy: "I just want to ask if you have any plans to sell the extra horse. "

Winston was silent for a moment, then offered a price, and the deal was concluded.

After solving this matter, the two groups separated again and walked with their backs facing each other.

After walking a certain distance, Julius said, "You really deserve to be a businessman, and you still want to do business at this time."

Clayton answered him: "We can find them later, don't be so anxious, keeping them in this state can at least solve our itinerary problem first." The lieutenant gradually stopped and looked towards the river bank: "Look Come on we don't need to go to the circus, what affects them is by the river. Let's turn."

Julius didn't respond, and Clayton looked back at him, only to find that he was looking to the west, which was the direction of the circus.

On that barren hillside, a dark figure was standing there.

He stood upright, like a hanged corpse.

Even though they were separated by a huge distance and couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Creighton could still feel that existence was watching here.

He felt a chill at the same time as the wizard.

After a few seconds, the figure seemed to notice that they were looking at him, and turned and disappeared behind the outline of the hillside.

"Should the plan still be changed?" Julius turned to him and asked.

Clayton still looked at the empty hillside:

"No,"

In every part of the continent, people have developed the cult of the eye.

It is believed that excess emotion is released through the eyes, and if the emotion is malicious, it will have a witchcraft-like effect or position an impending curse, a phenomenon known as hyperopia.

Of course, it also has a more well-known name - [Evil Eye].

Clayton had never felt that kind of gaze, but after just looking at each other for a while, he immediately understood that he was locked on by the gaze.

That feeling was very strange, and he clearly felt the emotion of another existence that desperately wanted him to die.

When they arrived at that hillside, they didn't find that person, or even traces of the other person's movement. In this open and windy area, the scent remains fleeting, just like the river bank. Just be a little cautious and dispose of the footprints. Not even a werewolf could detect anything useful.

Clayton stepped on the wild grass, walked to the top of the hillside, and looked into the distance with an ugly face.

His eyes crossed the dense forest, and the angle was just right to bring the river bank into his eyes, and when he turned his head, the buildings in Rewo Town could be seen clearly.

The guy who was hostile to them must have been watching them here for several days, but they just discovered each other today.

He cursed, swung his ax to cut open a piece of wild grass, turned his head and followed the original path downhill.

On the back slope of the hillside, on the lawn close to the flat ground below, the colorful tents of the circus are buried under the shade of the trees, and the bright colors are looming among the branches and leaves.

Clayton looked at those tents, and instinctively wanted to turn into a werewolf and go down to fight for a while, eating his flesh and blood.The closest people to here are the circuses stationed here, and he has attributed the source of the malice to one of them.

"Looks like mushrooms," Julius said of the huddled tents.

It's just that after he said it, this inadvertent thought seemed to give him a new revelation, causing him to meditate again and draw a certain conclusion.

"Clayton, I seem to know what happened to those grave robbers."

"What happened to them?" Clayton asked impatiently.

The wolf blood activated by killing and hunger made his mood unstable. He concentrated on observing the people entering and leaving the tents, and only allocated a little energy to deal with the wizard.

"Their situation is like stepping into the fairy circle, you know the fairy circle?"

Clayton spent a little more energy on recalling, and quickly answered him:
"Of course I know."

Fairy circles are fungi that grow in a ring on the ground. This kind of circle is used as a stage for fairies and goblins to play and dance. This hapless guy is rescued, otherwise he will dance his solo dance inside forever, and after being rescued, they will lose this memory
"Do you think they stepped into the fairy circle?" Clayton finally turned his head.

"But there are almost no outsiders by the river. How can they get out by their own strength?"

Julius shook his head: "Forget those folk rumors, the fairy circle doesn't have such powerful magic power, it's just a special fungus with hypnotic effect, when animals approach it, it will spray its own spores Come out and scramble the victim's memory with some psychedelic effect."

(End of this chapter)