The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 186 The Wicker Man

Fairies are creatures that are tied to the forces of nature. Just like forest elves in the past, they are only distributed in areas with beautiful environments such as forests and water swamps.

Their strength comes from their environment. When a fairy decides to settle down, she becomes the master of the water and soil under her feet, and the leaves and soil become her eyes.Her power can detect every insect that crawls in the ground, and even the birds high above cannot escape their surveillance.

If Rewo really had a fairy, then what they did should have been fully seen by the other party.

Donna shrugged off Julius' concerns that the wizards of Bracolla dealt with these otherworldly creatures more often than Strauss did.

"There is nothing to worry about. She must be a newcomer who just discovered the power of the ancient bloodline this year, just like Uncle Clayton. Otherwise, the river would not be so lifeless." She specifically pointed to those bare and gravel pavement.

In the area where the water fairies live, spring also stops for them, and moss and fungi are regular visitors to their homes.

And the desolate banks prove that if there is a fairy here, its power is rather weak.

"And Aunt Barbara's ancestors recorded their stories. The Lax family is descended from the water fairies, and their power is not enough to spread far from the shore."

If there was any trouble, as long as they hid in the town, it would be impossible for the Water Fairy to come after them.Because the fairy who left the settlement will lose all her magic power.

Clayton coughed, drawing their attention back.

"The information we have found shows that there are currently only two members of Lax's family, and none of them are in Revo. The only female, Adelaide Lax, left Revo last month—following a foreigner to the city People from the church and the army also came here last month. Before she left Rewo, they took away a group of people in the name of healing, but in fact they took away all the people who exposed themselves to be inspired by the dark moon. People. If she had transformed into a darkin at that time, the church would have taken her away."

Donna didn't refute anymore, her thick black eyebrows of Bello's style were frowned, and she looked very energetic when she was thinking.

"It's really troublesome, we just need to ask her directly." She finally said.

This method is really the easiest.

There is no investigation that is quicker than asking the person concerned, if this Water Fairy really exists.

She picked up a stone from the ground, held it to her lips, whispered for a moment, then cried out again.

"Stone, stone, please tell the master of our visit."

"Stone, stone, please tell the master of our visit."

"Stone, stone, please tell the master of our visit."

She repeated the same words three times to the stone, then threw it into the river with a wave of her hands.

"If that fairy Adelaide lives in the water, she will soon know that we are looking for her, and the stone will tell her." Donna said to Clayton.

They watched the water from the first ripples after the stone fell into the water until the water calmed down, and there was no unusual female figure in the river asking whether they were gold stones or silver stones.

Because of standing still by the river for a long time, even the werewolf felt a little cold.

"Sorry, Donna, but is it really useful?" Clayton couldn't help turning his head and asked her.

Donna let go of her hands clasped across her chest, tugged on her red hood irritably, and tucked in some of the slightly curly black hair hanging outside.

If there is no water fairy, it means that Clayton and Julius are right, and the information she provides is not helpful.

It was her first time making a formal move, and she didn't want to give her uncle the impression that she was immature.

"Maybe she's a little slow to come."

As if to match her words, a white arm quietly emerged from the river, slowly and silkily elongating and lifting from the water's surface, reminiscent of rain seeping through the cracks in the ceiling.

Between those pale and slender fingers like a fishbone was the stone that Donna threw into the water.

Under the deep water, a human head emerged.

The long black hair that adheres to the skin like moist seaweed hangs from the top of the head, the exaggerated eyelashes are opened and closed like a fan, and the lake green eyes without pupils are inlaid on the beautiful female face like jewels, staring lifelessly with everyone.

The look reminded Clayton of the doom jewels—the maiden on the ivory necklace.

They are almost exactly the same, but the girl on the ivory carving is a little more agile than the one in front of her.

Clayton felt uneasy. He immediately realized that he had been being watched unconsciously by the woman in front of him. The woman must know the story behind the necklace in his hand, but he never showed up, but watched silently. He and the wizard were running back and forth in Jewo, killing time on pointless things.

He looked back at Donna full of apprehension, who was staring at the water fairy's body still submerged in the water very solemnly, and Julius also made the same move, but Adelaide's long black hair was in the water like a smoke screen. Diffused open, they can see nothing.

"You guys are looking for me?"

Adelaide looks limp, but her voice is soft, and her emotions are richer than her appearance.

"Ms. Lax, we have been looking for you, or rather, we are looking for the owner of this necklace. If you have been paying attention to the movement around you, you should know that we are here to restore my luck."

Clayton answered her in a deep voice, holding up the ivory necklace at the same time.

"I think this necklace is a gift someone intends to give you. Maybe you can tell me where he is now."

Mizusawa Fairy narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes lingered on the necklace for a long time.

"Sorry, although the person engraved on it seems to be me, but I have never seen it, and I can't think of anyone who would give me such a gift."

"Its previous owner claimed to have found it in your domain, how could you not have seen it?" Julius questioned.

Adelaide showed a troubled look: "I don't know when that happened. I lost consciousness for a while and didn't wake up until yesterday. You didn't feel scared when you saw me, so you should be with me too. I have the same existence, right?"

A werewolf, and both wizards nodded.

The attitude of Mizusawa Fairy also solved some of their doubts.

She is obviously also a dark descendant who has just undergone transformation, and she may not know more than them.

Clayton gave a little information for free, hoping it would show his goodwill.

"If you remember that the priest from the city returned with other 'patients', you should have been asleep for no more than three weeks."

Adelaide thanked: "That's okay, I don't think it's too late."

"So you already knew that you were going to become a fairy, didn't you?" Donna keenly noticed something strange.

Adelaide lowered his head slightly, staring at his own reflection in the water. The chill represented by those pure lake green eyes is not only felt by outsiders: "Yes, I always knew that my ancestors had extraordinary blood, but I never imagined that it would one day be manifested in such an obvious way. Until August, I just used those legends as a way for my ancestors to raise their status."

In ancient times, fairies were often regarded as symbols of auspiciousness.

Many knights like to claim that they have been favored by the water fairy, and have been given special blessings or some kind of magic weapon to show their bravery or noble qualities.

She was silent for a moment: "You seem to know me very well."

"Among the foreigners who migrated to Rewo at the same time as your ancestors, there are also experts in occultism, and they recorded your stories." Donna looked at Adelaide, she did not fully believe what the other party said: "We should not be you The first visitors you saw? Someone came here earlier than us, but they lost their memory of someone, it seems to be the effect of the fairy circle."

The girl heard Uncle Clayton and the unprincipled wizard mention the case of someone who lost his memory by the river.

Fairy circles are famous for their memory-disturbing effects, and the technique of cultivating "fairy circle" fungi has long been a forte of fairies.

Adelaide didn't shy away from it: "I know about it, but I didn't do it."

"Who did that?"

The water fairy suddenly stretched out her hand out of the water again, pointing at Clayton Bello: "He."

"I?"

Clayton was taken aback: "I didn't know I could do that myself."

Adelaide nodded: "You didn't, but you sacrificed that person to me, so they will forget him, so I will wake up early and respond to your call, because it is his wish. "

The two wizards who were traveling with him looked at Clayton in surprise, making him very uncomfortable.

"I don't really know what happened," he argued.

Julius believed that his occult attainments were not enough to achieve anything after getting rid of himself, so he easily believed him, and turned to look at Adelaide: "It seems that the person involved didn't know what he had done, so As the beneficiary of the sacrifice, Miss Adelaide, can you explain it to us?"

Donna also looked over with a skeptical attitude. She felt that her uncle must have been induced by some supernatural force again.

"He put the living person in a willow trunk and pushed it into the river," Adelaide said.

So the two wizards looked back at Clayton at the same time.

The latter was at a loss: "When I threw him into the river, he should have died."

"So you didn't deny the willow thing?!" Julius asked him angrily.

Clayton covered his face with his hands and sighed.

He now knows what's going on.

When the druid priests sacrificed to the gods of mountains and rivers, they stuffed living creatures into wicker cages, and then made them die, dedicating their vitality to the gods and spirits.

The wicker cage was being served by a section of dead willow, decayed beyond recognition.

In other words, he performed a living sacrifice by chance.

(End of this chapter)