The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 199 Amnesia Dafa
Clayton thought he would be able to stay out of it, but he wasn't.

He heeded Adelaide's warning and stopped looking for Winston Jean Stewart, and the bastard came back for him.

This guy and his companion came to the hotel to visit, and when he came out, he put on a very cold expression, as if he was here to forgive his debts.

"Listen, Clayton, that horse you bought from me is no longer available to you. That monster disembowelled it. The butcher just finished picking up its carcass. But if you want more meat, we can give it to you. Bring some here."

In the past, the equal status in the drills, when the rank of the army was suppressed by the opponent, and after retiring, the opponent became a member of the higher-level organization of the gang he belonged to. Winston actually did not want to see Creighton, which made him feel uncomfortable , but he had to come to see him this time.

However, to Winston's surprise, Clayton didn't show any surprise or anger, but always kept a noncommittal look, which made him relax a little.

Since the last time they left the river, they had forgotten some things, and they barely recalled part of the memory until they found clothes that did not belong to them in their luggage.It's just that the memory about this part is like the traces of poor-quality chalk scattered on the blackboard, which are still blurred. His only remaining companion is almost frightened. Even if he goes out with him now, he will still stand in the corner and shiver. trembling.

After all, Winston was also from aristocratic background, and had heard of similar witchcraft curses, so he would not lose his composure due to panic, and could rationally think about the reasons.

There is no better way to find out why a missing person disappeared than to find him.

However, because they arrived in Rewo not long ago, the first place they went to after arriving in Rewo was the hotel, and then the riverside. Many people were still very unfamiliar with these foreigners. Pei Lun still had an impression of the missing companion, but he only remembered that they were missing one person.

Fortunately, Winston remembered Clayton Bello's question from the last meeting they had met with him and his niece before they lost their memory.

The main purpose of their coming to Creighton this time was to ask for help.

Winston looked back at his pale companion uncomfortably, then turned back to look at Clayton, and continued, "I have another question. You asked me a few days ago, where did my other companion go? Need to know now when you saw him."

Clayton Bello finally reacted, and he frowned slightly: "It's really inexplicable, Winston, are you still clear-headed? Could it be that you left some hidden wounds on the battlefield? Since you crossed just now, From the moment you step over the threshold and walk in, you start babbling these incomprehensible words."

"When did I buy horses from you? And your people. Aren't you all there?" He pointed to another grave robber.

Winston could not help but glance back again, making sure that there was still only one person behind him, and turned back again.

"That's not right. You must have asked us about that person the day before yesterday. You are a member of the Presbyterian Church now, so you should know that there are methods in this world that can erase people's memories."

Clayton was indifferent: "Who did I ask?"

"I can't remember his name, but he's missing now."

Clayton looked at Winston with a different look, as if he was looking at someone who lost his mind: "Stuart, I never knew you could be such an idiot! If I asked you about it, would I not know? Or did you say Do you think I will be tricked by a third-rate wizard in the countryside? I have a wizard consultant hired by a lot of money by my side!"

"I heard someone calling me?" Julius poked his head out of the kitchen like a lazy turtle.

Pei Lun was still working with the butcher on the horse's carcass, and the cook at the inn had taken several days off because he was afraid of monsters, so he and Donna had to try to make dinner today, otherwise they would only have frozen apples to eat tonight.

The antique dealer glared at him, pointed at an acquaintance from the army, and shouted at the wizard, "Tell him, is my memory corrupted by magic?"

Julius blinked and said, "Of course it's impossible. That's why you hired me, isn't it?"

Seeing such a scene, Winston felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He did not expect that even the official members of the Presbyterian Church would have their memories disturbed, and the horror hidden by Revo had exceeded their ability to deal with it.

But he still didn't give up: "What about Ulun's daughter, she should have seen that person too, she was with you that day."

Before Winston could finish his sentence, Donna came out of the kitchen, punched the wall with her fist, and muttered angrily, "All the dried artichokes are spoiled, it's outrageous!" Seeing such complaints, Outsiders like him don't shy away from it either.

Clayton raised his chin, drawing his attention back.

"Why don't you ask her yourself?"

The corner of Winston's mouth twitched, but in the end he dismissed the suggestion.

"No, maybe I really made a mistake."

"As long as you know."

Clayton didn't get up, and watched the old acquaintance leave the hotel with his shivering "husband and dog friend".

Julius came out of the kitchen again, leaning against the door in his apron, with his hips akimbo, with the air of a skilled cook at once.

"How's dinner going?" Clayton asked.

"There is only apple and pumpkin porridge tonight, no stew, you have to go to the backyard to get some raw meat." Julius wiped his hands with his apron: "Don't look at me like this, the raw materials in this kitchen are too barren, after all here It's country. But I add a little cinnamon, and it can never go wrong."

Cinnamon is always right.

Donna looked down on this temporary kitchen partner at all, she turned her head away.

"The level of alchemist's cooking, thank God that you didn't add mercury to the dishes."

Julius rolled his eyes: "Hmph, the witchcraft's ability to burn fire is not very good, you'd better pray that you become a werewolf soon, so that you have a reason to explain to people why you like to drink blood so much."

Donna's eyes widened and she wanted to continue the fight, but the wizard had only a taste of the quarrel this time, because Donna's uncle, his employer, was sitting not far away.

Julius quickly changed the subject and the person he was talking to: "These tomb robbers are really easy to deceive, but don't you think they will suddenly figure it out?"

Adelaide said they would get their memories back, but not this soon.

If they remembered the living sacrifice after only one day, it wouldn't take long to recall it all.

There is no way to prevent this. Even if all the spiritual belongings of the missing person are destroyed, as long as there are still people who remember the missing tomb robber, their spirituality will be like a magnet when they overflow, and they will continue to attract the memory that the forgotten person subconsciously ignores. Even Clayton, the officiant, is the same.

This is why the past druid priests usually lived in seclusion.

"I don't care if they can guess the truth. As long as there is no evidence, they can doubt as much as they want. If they dare to disturb us again, they have to deal with the consequences of us revealing their identities. Enough for the locals to kill them ten times." Clayton said coldly, the vegan menu really pissed him off, and it was unbearable for him to eat these things and go to work.

The doom was lifted, but his recycling, and the old hunter's hints of meaning, both offended him.

He still doesn't know what the latter will pay for hiding his identity for Donna.

"Oh, I just have a suggestion for you." Julius said: "Now that your bad luck has been lifted, we'd better go to the spell-binding ceremony tonight, and the cleared space can still be used as a place for this time." The site of the ceremony."

After the conjuring ceremony, Clayton Bello's werewolf blood would be strengthened again, and the wizard would get a big reward, which was what they had agreed upon on the way here.

Clayton felt that this was a bit quick, but he did not refuse.

They originally planned to hold the ceremony on the way back, because the journey was too far, and it would take two or three hours to arrive at the site of the ceremony, but—the old hunter's patrol team will still patrol around the town tonight, but they just need to go out early , If you don't come home all night, you don't have to explain to others why you have to come out so late.

Furthermore, he had had enough of the alien curse that resided on his body, which made him feel the pain of muscle tearing when he deformed.

Hearing that they were discussing occult-related content, Donna immediately posted it.

"The curse ceremony? I'm going to observe it too."

She knew what the spell-binding ceremony was, and she wanted to take this opportunity to observe her uncle's werewolf body—if she wanted to become a werewolf in the future, she should be familiar with it now.

"No, you can't go." Clayton refused her. "You have to stay at Mrs. Barbara's house until we come back. The confinement ceremony has the risk of getting out of control. If my out-of-control ugliness is seen by others, I will definitely Shame. This is a personal reason, please respect me."

This answer made Donna a little surprised, but she couldn't help laughing afterwards.

"Well, Uncle, I'll wait for you at Aunt Barbara's."

Although she really wanted to see it, but after hearing this explanation, she decided to restrain herself again.

Seeing her reaction, Julius curled his lips.

He knew the truth was otherwise.

Back then, after the man turned himself into a werewolf and defeated himself, he asked his father for a pair of pants. His real reason for rejecting Donna must be similar to that time.

The human form is the camouflage, and Clayton Bello still can't accept this.

"Is there anything else I need to prepare for the binding ceremony? I think the shops in the town should be open at the moment." The lieutenant stood up from his chair.

Julius stood up straight, he had already prepared: "I have the most important materials here, but you'd better buy some iron chains, well, I'm not talking about the risk of failure of the first spell It's going to be big. It's just in case."

"I see."

(End of this chapter)