The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

"Sorry," Ian Lazarus said to Perot.

Then he turned and asked Barbara again, which pissed off the poor old man.

"Are you deaf?!"

"Sorry." There was no apology in Ian's tone, "I just believe that some questions should be answered by the parties themselves."

Barbara turned her face slightly: "My husband is right, I just... want to see those places I have been to before, but they look different from the past. So..."

She explained why she got lost.

"Really, then I'm sorry to bother you two."

Ian bowed and exited Old Perot's house.

After closing the door, he found a high point [-] yards behind the house and sat down. He unwrapped a monocular from his waist to observe the house.

There seemed to be something hidden in Barbara's attitude, and it was impossible for him to give up this clue.

This couple will definitely contact the messenger behind the scenes, and he will be able to find each other as long as he stares here.

He has already asked Captain Ace for leave, the land deed and transfer documents have been counted and considered, and a backup copy has been prepared, and there is no other work that must be done by him.

He will kill the darkspawn who made it a curse.

Ian climbed to the second floor of the public warehouse in the town, covered himself with the help of spare bricks piled up on the scaffolding, and only took out a brick from the pile of bricks to set up an observation hole.

Before this operation, he ate something and recharged his energy, and every gun on his body could guarantee the success of the next shot.

He hid here and used binoculars to monitor Perot's house.

This process was quite boring and long, until a black suit came into his sight.

……

Seeing that it was getting dark, the old man and his wife heated up the fireplace.

This used to be considered a luxury, but Barbara's salary for the month she worked for the Presbyterian Church was enough to support their heating expenses for a whole winter.

Perrault dragged the easy chair to the fireplace and rested by the warm flames.

This warmth comforted him, but it reminded him constantly that his wife was no longer under his protection.

He is old, and the hands that can firmly press nails into wood can hardly lift an easy chair now, and can only drag it on the ground.

He is more than ten years away from dying of old age, and if he is lucky, it will be more than twenty years, but Barbara is not sure, she was originally much younger than herself, and now she seems to have been changed by an inexplicable evil Younger and more beautiful.

However, this kind of power seems to be unacceptable to the righteous way. Pero doesn't care about this, but will their son be able to protect her in the future-the 20-year-old boy who is still working in the dye factory?

Perot expressed concern that it might be the other way around.

But it shouldn't be, how can a man in his 20s continue to snuggle under the protection of his mother...

The fire in the fireplace was flickering, and his thoughts had unknowingly diverged and deviated from the original intention. He was worrying about everyone in the family except himself in turn. Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door again, and the aggressive sound surprised him. .

"Mr. Perot, are you at home? Is there something I want to talk to you about?" Priest Louis' voice came from outside the door.

He hastened to tell Barbara to go to the attic, while he got up and opened the door for the priest.

In order to prevent the clergy from finding out about his wife's condition, they hadn't gone to church together for a long time, and it was the same when they returned to Rewo.Now that Perot saw the priesthood, he was only afraid that they would discover Barbara's abnormality.

He is a man who lives, and the maintenance of his faith will not surpass his love for his family.

If there is a conflict between the two, you have to ask one of them to back down temporarily.

Perrault ushered the priest in, asked him to sit down, and poured hot tea into the cup in front of him himself.

"Louis, please come in quickly. Barbara just went out. It's a coincidence that I have to pour tea for you myself. I hope you don't dislike the tea poured by a bad old man."

Perrault felt reassured that Padre Louis was out of his mind and hadn't asked any questions about Barbara.

Peng!
The priest picked up the cup unpreparedly, but was shocked by the temperature of the boiling tea and dropped his hand.The white pottery cup shattered into dozens of petals on the ground, and the tea flowed down the cracks in the floor.

Perot stood up quickly: "It's okay, I'll clean up later, you can change seats first."

The priest was silent for a moment, then declined the offer.

"Forget it, I'll just stand. I don't have much to say."

He didn't want to waste any more time. Since last month, a grotesque idea had given birth to his desire for knowledge and made him sentimental like an ordinary person. Perrault could feel this quality in his tone.

"Mr. Perot, did Sewan come to the city to look for you last month?"

The question overwhelmed Perot. The young man had a good relationship with him, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"I didn't see him, what happened to him?"

"It's nothing, I'm just... He left Revo with a team of outlanders last month. I thought he went to the city. I know you have a good relationship, so I think if he went to the city, it should be Go visit you first."

Louis suppressed this question for a long time, and he should have continued to suppress it until this unpleasant incident was completely removed from his life and everything returned to the right track.

But a premonition forced him to ask now.

If he can't speak out, he will have a feeling of suffocation.

Seeing the tense face of Priest Louis, Perot sighed for the young man in his heart.

Unlike his father Luis, Sevan did not grow up to be a rigid person, although he also received theological education from an early age.

In the days when Perrault was young and did not go to work in Sasha City, the clever boy brought a lot of joy to the town and everyone liked him, but Louis always wanted Sevan to inherit his mantle and become a black man. As a monk, he went to the church to develop his career, and the father and son often had quarrels because of this, but none of them had serious consequences.

To put it grotesquely, Sevan tolerated his father with a more mature attitude.

However, if such a relationship has been maintained for a long time, there is always the possibility of a complete break, no matter before Sevan asked the old man to buy a gun for himself
Perot couldn't bear the thought of such a possibility.

"You're having an argument again, aren't you?"

Priest Louis was silent.

"You know what the friars in black represent. Not everyone is willing to pay such a heavy price for their piety."

"It is precisely because he has received my complete guidance and education and has become a good enough person, so I hope that he can devote himself to this sacred cause. He will go further than me, and maybe he can go to the Pilgrimage to the Holy City, bringing blessings to more people”

The priest gradually increased his speaking speed, but instead of pride and firmness, confusion and anxiety appeared in his tone.

Perot quickly refuted him, panting in his chest: "Then like you, you can't have a biological child, you can't start your own family, and experience the love that everyone deserves."

"Listen, Louis, I don't mean to reproach you, but you shouldn't try to make him a formidable staid priesthood, that would be such a waste of his talents. He'll be a captain, or an orator Everyone has a better future than this, and no one should be forced to do good deeds, which is exactly contrary to the core of good deeds. For Sevan's sake, I will go back to the city to find him half a month in advance, and see He'll be told what he says. If he's willing to come back later, you can't talk to him about these things."

Priest Louis didn't answer or nod. He looked straight at Perot, as if he had acquiesced in the old man's views, or he might have dismissed these suggestions.

But it seemed that Perot's answer had strengthened some part of his resolve.

This kind of silence made Perrault feel depressed, but he could not intervene any more in the relationship between the father and son. After all, Priest Louis adopted Sevan and raised the child. The priesthood is kind to Sevan.

"Okay, I don't have anything else to tell you. Is there anything else you want to say?" He asked a little weakly.

Priest Louis sighed and restrained his expression. He straightened up slightly and put his hands behind his back.

"Yes, there is indeed another thing. Regarding the werewolf, we have developed a new plan to screen and purify the crowd to find out its true identity. In this plan, all who have left the town in the past six months Everyone has to go to the square in front of the church to gather and be inspected, as well as those who have close contact with foreigners. So, you and Barbara are also on the list, and the gathering time is at seven o'clock, so you don't need to be in a hurry."

Perot's eyes widened. This request was normal, but he couldn't accept it.

He was aware of Barbara's strangeness, but he couldn't accept any priesthood-style scrutiny.

What if they find out?

He had to figure out a way to push it away.

The old man raised his voice: "Louis, you didn't target me because of what I said just now, did you? I didn't say that out of bad intentions."

"There is absolutely no such thing. Except that I personally visited here, and I entrusted other people to spread the news on the street. There are many people who want to come together, including your nephew Pei Lun. The possibility of being provoked by evil spirits." Louis said calmly.He has always enforced the law impartially, and is regarded as the successor of the priest of the local diocese. Whatever he says, before it is confirmed, others will believe it.

Believing what he was saying was true, Perrault became even more nervous.

"But Barbara and I grew up here, so how can we hurt our relatives and friends when we finally come back? You really shame us by distrusting us so much!"

"You don't have to be ashamed, everyone who is eligible is going." The priest paused: "Except for Mr. Clayton Bello from the city, his daughter, and the young man who worked for him .”

"Why?" Perot asked puzzled.

Louis looked at him: "Because the new plan was proposed under their suggestion. I have also talked about this with others, and they all agree that this preferential treatment is reasonable."

Hearing this answer, Perot was a little relieved. He remembered that Barbara had a good relationship with this group of people. Even here, they also helped the three people a lot.If they made any proposals, they should be sure that Barbara would not be damaged.

But before he actually set off, he might go to the other party to confirm again.

He thought about it, and replied to Priest Louis: "Well, Barbara and I will go, but you'll know it's just a waste of time."