The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 182
Clayton narrowed his eyes, and Priest Louis' reaction was obviously abnormal.

"Why, you think we won't see the beast?"

The priest's eyes shook, and he also realized that he had made a slip of the tongue: "I mean, we have done a lot of tests, but we haven't been able to catch the werewolf in the past two days, so I don't think it should be in the town now, but He fled to an area outside the town, and shouldn't be here."

He didn't know Clayton's itinerary for the past two days, otherwise he wouldn't use this excuse to prevaricate.

Clayton snorted, noncommittal.

"Then what we saw was not a werewolf."

"What?" The priest finally became really nervous: "Then what did you see?"

"I only saw a part of the leg, which looked like a werewolf, but there was no hair at all. It looked a bit like a discounted human leg. The feet looked like rabbits, with long toes."

"Where did it come from?" Louis' shoulder muscles tightened.

"On the roof of the house behind the hotel."

After getting such a definite answer, the priest immediately asked them to take him to the scene to check.They went back to the hotel together and borrowed a ladder from Perun, because the priest was going to climb to the roof where Clayton had witnessed the monster for inspection.

It snowed a few days ago, and now the snow has melted, which naturally washes away a layer of ash on the double-sloped roof, exposing the dark brown material underneath.

Priest Louis went up to the roof alone, leaving the others below.

After a while, he looked down from the roof, his face was ten times uglier than before.

"Help, I need someone to run fast to the church and bring the holy water." He suddenly realized that they were all foreigners, so he added: "The holy water is stored in front of the angel, which is under the alcove. If you can't find it If you arrive, then take some from the wash bowl at the door."

No one wanted to run the errand, so Clayton went a little farther, and paid a small fee for a local to help.

He himself came back soon, and saw the wizards pestering the priests for teachings.

Julius disguised himself as a poor and helpless pharmacist, while Donna was the weak daughter of an antique dealer. The two pretended to be panicked, and asked Priest Louis what he thought at the bottom of the ladder.

The clergyman on the roof shrank back and did not show his face again, but his voice seemed tired.

"There are indeed evil things passing by here, but you don't need to worry. The Lord has been watching us. When we are in danger, he will definitely protect us, so that the evil ones will retreat and the evil things will repay us."

His comfort falls into the void.

If the following people are really believers, perhaps this rhetoric can still be useful.

Because all the audience were heretics, the priest was pestered and questioned in a disrespectful manner, and he patiently replied over and over again with what the heretics didn't want to hear.

Clayton couldn't stand the situation earlier than he did.

The illogical dialogue made the werewolf feel weird from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't let his companion continue.

He interrupted them: "I think we should wait a little longer, and stop pestering Mr. Louis with questions. I have sent someone to get the holy water from the church. When the holy water comes, Mr. Louis must have an idea." After all, you can’t ask laymen like us to do exorcism.”

There was a brief moment of silence both on the roof and below the ladder.

The priest spoke again. He seemed to have just learned of their worries from Clayton's hint, and now he finally expressed his judgment.

"The monsters you can see may be [Evil Things]. In the "Hidden Book" of the victim, there is a warning to everyone to be pure and ascetic: 'Don't fill the cup, and don't do things to the extreme.' People whose desires and evil thoughts are distorted and powerful and cannot be satisfied It will be alienated by the evil in the heart, forming a [bad thing] that retains some human characteristics, and different emotions and desires will cause different alienation."

Despite the prestige of saying this, Priest Lewis admitted his own shortcomings.

"As for the one you encountered, I still can't determine its type. However, no matter what, this kind of evil existence dare not step into the Holy Land. If you feel afraid, you can hide in the church for shelter."

Evil creatures are more afraid of the power of miracles than ordinary darkborn, because they are the opposite of the good qualities of human beings
Both Clayton and Julius felt heavy.

They also have a certain understanding of evil creatures, because the birth method is relatively harsh, this twisted creature is often related to the induction of demons, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the 'beast' that Professor Christopher said.

In other words, they have one more enemy.

"Who else did you tell this to but me?" asked the priest suddenly.

Clayton answered him, "No one, and I don't think there's any other exorcist in town who is more reliable than you."

Louis leaned out from the roof to meet his gaze again.

"Then I would like to ask everyone to keep this secret for the time being before tonight."

The holy water was quickly delivered to Priest Louis.

Although Evangelist is not good at fighting, he didn't call other people to protect him, but checked on the roof by himself.

Clayton and the others returned to the inn to observe the priest's actions from the windows on the second floor.

But it's useless, some tricks can't be understood just by looking at them, not to mention that there is a street between them, and there is a slope blocking the view, so it is impossible to see the details clearly.

Bored quickly, Donna sat down on the side bed and sighed.

"Uncle, you haven't solved your bad luck yet. Should we go somewhere else? What have you found out now?"

Clayton withdrew his gaze, stepped back from the bright light in front of the window, and sat down on the chair opposite her.

"Danny, the jeweler's son who has seen the original owner of the Doom Jewelry, knows nothing about the employer's whereabouts. He only knows that he is a stranger. The son of Priest Louis, Sevan, suspected of having a conflict with the employer by the river, is now unknown. His father seemed to know about it, but he didn't want to talk about it - which is why we're still 'walking the maze' here."

"And there is a wizard by the river who can erase people's memories, and he seems to be observing this matter. In addition, there are people in the town who are full of malice towards us, but their identities are unknown. It is rumored that the werewolf in the town originated from a phonograph conch , but I don’t know which one’s work it is, maybe it’s one of the first two.”

"And in the forest outside the city, there are wild beasts greedy for misfortune waiting for an opportunity. Last night, another evil creature also took us as a target."

Hearing her uncle's long and emotionless narration, Donna's eyes widened.

"We seem to have a lot of trouble."

"He's not out of luck yet. It's only normal when things don't go well," Julius answered her.

Donna couldn't take it anymore: "Let's go for a walk by the river, just treat it as a walk."

In fact, she still has not let go of her doubts about her uncle. The evil is the final form of a person who is tempted by a demon, and Clayton himself hid a demon in the study.

She didn't want Uncle Clayton to be involved in anything like this again.

"Are you confident in dealing with that wizard who can modify memories?" Clayton asked, "He is very skilled and can even delete people's memories finely. I don't know if he is hostile to us, but considering that I am Bad luck, it’s uncertain, we can’t wait for him to become our enemy before taking precautions.”

Donna is more reliable than he imagined.

The girl stretched out her hand and clenched her fist in front of Clayton with her palm facing upwards. As she exerted force, some ancient texts emerged from her wrist, forming a circle.

"Principal Fatia gave me a blessing that can withstand this type of attack. And our fate is connected, as long as one of them is not attacked, the other will not lose its memory."

The news was timely, but Julius did not relax.

"Don't underestimate that caster. Since he has this ability, he is probably a copper ring, maybe even lead, and you and I are at most at the level of iron fingers."

He knew that Bracolla didn't pay attention to this set of hierarchical system recognized by the academic circles, and those loose witches preferred the classical chaotic classification method, but this didn't mean that the gap between wizards didn't exist.

This matter seems to be controversial, but Clayton calmly decided: "Then let's go to the river, we really have no other way out."

Julius opened his mouth, only to find that this was the case.

As long as they continue to explore by the river, sooner or later they will meet the wizard who can modify other people's memories.His father is still sleeping because of the price of breaking the contract with the Holy Grail Society, unable to help.And Clayton's bad luck has been intensifying. Even if Donna shared it, he might not be able to survive the arrival of the New Year.

However, not all wizards are murderers. People who kill at the slightest disagreement are also a minority among extraordinary people.

If they are cautious, they may not be able to communicate with each other amicably.

It was the best possible thing, the wizard thought, but he didn't know if Creighton's bad luck would allow them to do so.

He sighed: "I will go with you."

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Both wizards jumped up in fright—they had just been discussing a secret subject.

Clayton walked over to open the door, but what he saw was another guy who didn't want to deal with him.

Ian Lazarus.

The young detective Hook stood at the door with his usual expression, and seemed to have forgotten about Clayton and his little unhappiness.

"Sorry to bother you at this time, but I heard that you are a sheriff? We found a body on the private land of the detective agency. I hope you can assist in the investigation."

Few people in Gervaux knew the identity of Sheriff Clayton. He immediately concluded that it was Barbara who told the young man, but he didn't know what went wrong, and the female vampire revealed her identity to the detective. Another identity.

He replied to Ian: "That's right, but Revo doesn't belong to my jurisdiction."

The Sasha City Public Security Department sometimes switches jurisdictions for the magistrates, but it takes them a day to ride a fast horse to come to Revo, which is already out of the scope of the city.

The detective wasn't used to bullying others, so he took off his hat and pressed it to his chest.

"I still hope you can go and check the situation. We have brought the body back. Someone recognized it as a traveling circus animal trainer. Well, he seems to have been killed by a werewolf. Did you meet him in Sasha City? Is this the case?"

Clayton glanced back, but Julius also showed a surprised expression.

"Lead the way." He said helplessly.

(End of this chapter)