The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 2 Werewolf
The legends about werewolves are quite uniform all over the world, which has a lot to do with the propaganda of the Baijiao.

Werewolves are a very dangerous shape-shifting monster. It is said that they were originally human beings, but because they were cursed, they would switch between beast and human forms.

They have great strength and can recover quickly from injuries.Usually likes to eat raw meat, and has a combative temperament. At night, it often transforms into a wolf-like attack on the pasture, and has the ability to control the wolves to attack together.

During the day, the werewolf will take human form and integrate into normal society.

As a bona fide werewolf, Clayton Bello can attest that these legends are mostly true.

He had turned into a werewolf on a full moon night half a month ago, and he had shown unusual signs before that.

A strong appetite that is different from ordinary people, a height that grows again, and sleepless nights without feeling tired
But in terms of social activities, there are no obvious benefits of becoming a werewolf, and it is troublesome to be discovered.

Fortunately, it is no longer those ancient times. The dark races have disappeared, and people have long regarded them as legends. Even if Clayton shows a little abnormality, he will not think in the direction of monsters.

For example, the doctor he found gave him a medical certificate for pica and paranoia
After realizing that he was a werewolf, he has been looking for traces of the legendary extraordinary world, but because the time is too short, he has not found anything so far.Unexpectedly, the first person to send clues was his comrade-in-arms Joe Mani.

Clayton pulled out the ring along the hair, surprised and worried at the same time.

Does this comrade-in-arms know the unusualness of the ring?
After all, Joe Mani is a person who often goes abroad, so he should be more informed than him, but this may not be a good thing.

He plans to ask when we meet tomorrow.

The Big Tree House is a famous tavern in Sasha City.

Its owner, Jason, offers half-price service to veterans.

Seeing the familiar shiny fir wood tables and chairs, and the bright gas lamps on the walls, Clayton felt a little familiar. The last time he said goodbye to Joe Mani was here.

But his sense of smell has improved many times compared to before, and the spirit volatilized in the air strongly irritated his nasal mucosa, so he couldn't show a good face.

Clayton had prepared several questions, but now he couldn't ask any of them.

Joe Mani and him were comrades in arms, but they didn't get along for a long time.

In the later period of the Loren War, the cavalry company underwent a major exchange, and Joe was stuffed into the cavalry company at that time.

They fought together only at the Battle of Baixi, but at that time it was already a superior-subordinate relationship. After retiring, they went their separate ways.

Clayton picked up a topic at random, hoping to get the news he wanted by insinuating.

"Four years have passed, and you look younger. I didn't expect that traveling can take care of people."

Joe sat opposite the square table. He changed into tight clothes that showed his muscles, and his hair was oiled. He looked like a playboy. It seemed that he had dated someone else tonight besides Clayton.

"Travel can't, but wine and girls can."

When the waiter poured beer into the wooden big wine glass in front of them, he raised the glass and touched Clayton.

"To be honest, I didn't know how difficult it is to travel around the world until I embarked on the journey. Just a small town on the border of Taunton almost made me stay forever. There are so many good things in this world."

"You still dare to go to Taunton? Are you afraid of getting your throat cut at night?" Clayton raised an eyebrow.

The opponent of the Kingdom of Dorne in the Battle of Loren was none other than Towton. The war for colonies ended in the Kingdom of Dorne's victory, but the hatred between the two sides ended.

Joe shook the cup: "I'm not stupid enough to reveal that I've joined the army."

Clayton pinched his nose and took a sip of the wine, and when he put down the glass, he had a white beard: "Actually, it's okay if you say it, after all, you don't have any blood debts on you."

Joe Marney coughed, but then laughed.

When he joined the army, the cavalry company was short of men. Although he only had mule riding experience, he stood out from the crowd of recruits and was stuffed into Clayton's cavalry company by his superiors.

Of course, cavalry who can't ride horses can't go to the battlefield, so Creighton arranged for him to do logistics, which avoided fighting the enemy.

"What you said is true. But your arrangement also made me suffer a lot. Samuel and Ken are jealous of me. During the period before the Battle of White Creek, I had to fight twice a day , this is not as easy as going to the battlefield."

"But you still solved it in your own way."

Clayton raised his glass: "To Joe Marney and his impressive cooking."

Joe clinked glasses with him again.

After another two rounds of wine, Clayton wanted to inquire about the ring of the Bishop of the Inquisition, but Joe didn't give him this chance.

"You see what this is?"

Qiao mysteriously took out two ticket-like things from his arms, but they were so simple that they were hand-painted.It looked like the kind of ticket a traveling circus would sell.

Clayton read the words on the ticket in surprise: "Angel with broken wings? I haven't heard of it."

"Then I'll show you around in a while, and this time you're in my favor."

People came and went in the underground theater, and the screams of young men and women lingered endlessly in the confined space.

The row of red seats uses color to make people more excited.

Holding a bottle of wine, Joe Mani greeted his old friend Clayton Bello and followed him to the reserved seat.

Clayton's complexion was not very good as his burly body squeezed through the crowd that smelled of bad perfume and sweat.

He thought that leaving the tavern would make him feel better and talk about business, but he didn't expect to be brought to such a place by Joe.

The Broken Wing Angel is a hideaway strip club that not only smells terrible, but also has a tattered ceiling and floor, and the red drapes outside the seats are all splintered.

But the strange thing is that even if the environment is so bad, the audience who come here to watch the performance is still overcrowded.

"What's the matter, Lieutenant, you look so ugly?"

Joe patted the armrest, and Clayton sat down beside him.

"It's nothing, it just feels a little smelly here."

Joe suddenly put down the green wine bottle: "Oh, this is actually normal. If you care, just be careful, and don't touch the armrests and the backs of the seats in the front row."

Clayton frowned, he was sure that the other party was talking about something different from himself.

"Let's not talk so much, the performance will start soon." Joe raised his right leg to catch his left leg, full of interest.

The staff signaled on the stage with a countdown card, and as the card showing 1 appeared, all the lights in the venue went out at once.

Three seconds later, a beam of bright light hit the blank stage.

Clayton looked up at the iron platform above the stage, where someone was manipulating a delicate mirror device, which could be manipulated to move and illuminate, which was very delicate.A large area can be illuminated with just one lantern.

In the sound of exotic string music, the enchanting dancer in pink gauze slowly stepped on the stage,

She has curly long black hair, skin as white as snow, wrapped in cloth instead of clothes.Barefoot, under the light, her plump body twisted like a snake, which was particularly eye-catching.

In the dark place of the lights, there are also some unidentifiable backup dancers who are dressed in the same clothes and sway together.

Because of the veil, Clayton couldn't see the main dancer's face clearly, but the cheers at the scene let him know how popular the other party was.

"Rosa! Rosa!"

"Rosa! Queen of the night!"

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To be honest, if Joe hadn't brought him here, he really didn't know there was such a place in the local area.

Clayton is not surprised by this. Although he has stayed in Sasha City for four years, Joe is a local who grew up here. It is only natural that he knows this city better than him. Besides, he has no interest in this kind of place. , and will not actively search for it.

Just a little weird.

He looked around from the corner of his eye to make sure he was right.

There were not only men in the auditorium, but also some women dressed as men, which surprised him a little.

Could it be that this strip club attracts customers with excellent artistic attainments, so both male and female audiences can accept it?
But can you still be serious after stripping?

"How did you find this place?" he asked Joe.

The big traveler didn't have time to talk to him, because the dancer was taking off the scarf she was wearing and was about to throw it into the stands.

Joe almost stood up, raising his hands in the standard action he used to signal friendly troops to airships in the army.

His movements were not abrupt, the people in the two rows in front were all like this, and some people reached out from behind, forming a wave.Creighton was unique in his seat, completely blocked from seeing what was going on in front of him.

Clayton couldn't understand them, the behavior seemed crazy to him.

He held down the hat to avoid being rubbed off by the hand reaching out from behind.

"I hit it, I got it!"

Joe Mani's efforts were rewarded. He won the "laurel crown" among the competitors. He covered his shoulders with a pink scarf and turned around to show off to those around him and beyond.

Clayton saw jealousy and envy in the eyes of others, but no one continued to act.

It was as if the frenzied competition just now didn't exist.

People are here to let loose, but they also follow strict rules that cannot be seen in strip clubs.

After tidying up their clothes, they sat down again and continued to enjoy the dance performance.

Clayton was surprised at how well-trained they were. He looked at the culprit on Joe and asked, "Is there any point in getting the scarf?"

Joe proudly picked up the corner of the scarf: "Getting the scarf means that I can spend the night with Ms. Rosa."

Clayton's nostrils fluttered, and he sneezed.

In addition to the smell of perfume, he also smelled a strange smell from the scarf, which was vaguely familiar.

As soon as he entered the theater, he could smell this smell, but the smell was particularly strong on this scarf.

Joe also approached the scarf affectionately and sniffed, but seeing his intoxicated expression, Clayton knew that he didn't smell anything other than perfume, after all, it was the sense of ordinary people.

There is something strange here.

(End of this chapter)