The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Although the old hunter Schmidt was so angry, Clayton couldn't show any sympathy, because
"It seems to be only eight o'clock now. Are you sure many people think so? It's winter, and many people don't go out in the morning. There must be many people who haven't seen those gunmen yet."

If Julius recorded the time correctly, then the time when the Salvation Army came to Rewo should be in the middle of the night. This may wake up a small number of people, but it is impossible for the whole town to express their identities What's more, the first priority of these people who came overnight must be to rest, and the mental state of exhaustion and fear revealed by these deserters inadvertently should be difficult for the locals to trust.

Moreover, there should not be many people who can judge whether a rifle is good or bad. For ordinary people, a pistol is enough for self-defense tasks. They lack the experience of using a rifle, and the difference between a long rifle and a bad rifle is only based on the surface finish. And butt wood material.

Only Schmidt and his patrol members have the opportunity to observe the Salvation Army in time and have the ability to judge whether the weapons are good or bad.

Clayton thought that Schmidt's display of anger and lamentation was just countryman's habitual exaggeration, but it also explained his attitude towards the Salvation Army.

Realizing that Clayton had seen through his little thoughts, Goatee shrugged, and the loneliness on his face disappeared without a trace: "Well, no one really said that, but I know someone must think that. These words may It's a bit exaggerated, but my previous judgment will not be retracted, they are definitely not responsible."

Clayton knew he was right, but he said nothing.

These people from the Salvation Army couldn't stay in Rewo for a long time, and they were the same. At least during this short time together, he hoped that no trouble would be caused.

When he is alone, he can meddle in whatever business he wants, but he can't do whatever he wants to bring up a child. He not only has to consider the feasibility of the matter, but also cares about whether he will set a bad example for Donna, not to mention that she is not A well-behaved child, if some of his actions inspired her, then
"Don't mention these bad things," the goatee waved his hand, he turned his head to see if other passers-by were approaching, and then turned back, with a shrewd light in his eyes: "I noticed that your daughter seems to be a wizard , I saw her chanting the spell the night before yesterday, when that monster jumped at you."

He fought like a leopard, but now he bowed his head and whispered like a mouse.

Suddenly Julius wanted to laugh, but he held back.

Clayton nodded: "That's true. Since you saw it at the time, I don't think you will believe me even if I deny it."

"Then are you?" The old hunter replied after asking, "I don't think you look like it."

"I really am not."

"It's okay, as long as there is one, I hope you can do me a favor."

"If your request will not put us in danger, then we can indeed help to a limited extent, but there is a premise-you can't tell this to others, we are just here for business, and we don't want to be in other places. Famous in the direction of it,” Clayton said.

Mr. Schmidt breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, I understand your concerns. But it's not a trivial matter like letting a cow produce milk. It's not convenient for us to talk here. How about you go to my house first?"

Clayton refused: "No, you tell me the address, we will come together later. If my daughter is to help, she should also know the details of the incident from you face to face."

The goatee gave him a surprised look, and attributed this attitude to the fact that the wizard's family is different from ordinary people, otherwise, how could a father discuss with his children.

"Yes, I live on this street, and the house with rabbits and squirrels hanging in front of the eaves is my home."

Clayton looked along his fingers, and sure enough, there was a house with many hunting hangings sandwiched between other houses.

Seeing the look in the antique dealer's eyes, the old man added: "But those meats are poisonous, and they are bait for those leather makers. Don't even think about eating them. I have also told others about this. .”

"I see."

Clayton wiped his forehead, he was indeed hungry again, and was about to open his mouth to buy some raw meat to solve the problem.

They said goodbye, and he and Julius went to the Perrault house.

Donna had been waiting for them at the window of the attic, and came downstairs to greet them as soon as she saw them. Perot had gotten used to these guests, and he and Barbara entertained in the hall, so it was natural for him to hear something beyond his cognition. .

"Adelaide is gone," Donna said.

Clayton was taken aback. The Water Fairy just made an agreement with them yesterday, and he didn't expect to break the contract so quickly.

"Just as you were leaving, she entrusted a pigeon to send a message. Priest Louis had a communication with her. The process was not very pleasant. She was injured because of this. She had to go to the city to rest and recuperate in advance. We did things. But she said that the truth has been delivered, and we can no longer worry about the jeweler's family."

This reason made Creighton unable to accuse the other party of not keeping promises.It is understandable for a father who lost his son to do anything unreasonable, not to mention that Adelaide still finished it, which can be regarded as honesty.

He could only shake his head and sigh, "That's really... too unfortunate."

Seeing their reactions, Perot couldn't help frowning: "What are you talking about? Didn't Adelaide go to the city long ago?"

"There may be some discrepancies between the facts and this statement, but that is not important anymore."

Clayton's perfunctory attitude aroused Perot's dissatisfaction.

"Seriously, do you have to play guessing games with me?"

The antique dealer shrugged his shoulders: "I'm sorry, but this matter is really not that important, and it is relatively long. I really don't think it is necessary to get to the bottom of it, but if you return to Sasha City in the future, you can visit my house and I will talk about it slowly. Let me tell you, Barbara should know how to get to my house."

His previous remarks made Perot slightly satisfied, but the second half left the old man in doubt.

Clayton didn't stop at the stubborn old man's house, he just came to pick up Donna.

On the street, the girl suddenly jumped up for joy.

"So the ceremony was successful?"

"Yes." Clayton said.

"You should trust the ability of the elders." Julius said, but the elders in his mouth were not others, but himself, so he received another stare.

After staring at the wizard, Donna asked Clayton in a low voice full of expectation: "So what do you gain?"

Clayton also replied in a low voice: "I'm better at being a werewolf."

Donna: "."

Realizing that he didn't explain clearly, Clayton added: "Let's go back to the hotel and talk about it."

This time the curse ceremony, his biggest gain is the combat experience in wolf form and werewolf form. Those technical knowledge made him better at stealth and fighting with sharp claws, and some habits developed from illusions, such as The skill of feeling more information from the wind, the store of knowledge to identify common herbs in the wild.There are also some improvements in form transformation. Although he can't change into a wolf form yet, he has a certain understanding. Maybe after a period of exploration, or another spell, he can fully grasp the use of this form.

As for the change of the body itself, it is not a one-time process, he only knows that he is hungry very fast now, which is similar to the feeling when he first unwrapped the werewolf form.

His body is longing for more energy to complete the transformation. Judging from his experience, this process may last from a week to a month. If he eats enough, the process will be accelerated.

They soon came to the home of the old hunter Schmidt as agreed, and the latter entertained them with the highest courtesy.

"So are you sure you want to help me?"

"If it doesn't put us in danger, then yes."

The old hunter nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, I said this to understand your determination. In fact, what I want to ask you to do will not be against anyone, and it is not illegal at the same time. It is just that it cannot be known by others and needs to be kept secret." conduct."

"If you feel that it is inconvenient for you to disclose the identity of your daughter to the public, then you will also hold me in the next step. I think this is a very fair condition."

Clayton already knew what he was thinking, but it was the first time Donna heard it. She squinted her eyes and subconsciously swayed on the chair. However, this chair was not the easy chair in Perrault's house. Made some unnecessary noise.

Goatee then took out a blueprint. The sheepskin was old and worn, and the outer layer was slightly yellowed and shiny.

"This is a treasure map. It proves my sincerity. I hope you will be loyal enough to this job after seeing it. This is not only the job I entrusted to you, but also the handle I don't want to show others. As for As for the reward, you can rest assured that if we dig out the treasure it guides, even if fifty people share the massive wealth equally, it will be enough to make everyone rich."

Speaking of this, he coughed lightly: "Of course, I don't mean that these wealth can be distributed casually. I do have some helpers, but the fewer people who know about this matter, the better. But if the situation comes to an end If it’s a bad moment, I don’t mind disclosing it completely so that more competitors can join in. If you feel this is a threat, it means that this decision is just right.”

"But I hope that doesn't happen."

He pushed the blueprint to the center of the table, and Clayton immediately pressed his hand up and turned the dial, so that the front of the blueprint faced him.

There are some writings on it, but the fading makes the meaning of these words not so coherent. Clayton can only see that its content is related to what army, and the treasure it points to seems to be covered by magic, which can avoid the detection of divination .

However, there is no specific description on the treasure map about the specific location of the treasure.

It draws a very abstract map, then a partial natural landscape map, and then surrounds a large part of it with an ink circle.

Clayton had seen the topographic map obtained by Detective Hooker from the Sasha city government before, so he recognized that the lines on the map were the map of the entire area—this was not Revo’s map, but a map together with Sasha’s. Shashi is also included in the map of the region. The place drawn in the ink circle is the section of the Nidalee River passing through Sasha City to Rewo, and the surrounding riverside areas.

Donna simply stood up beside him to observe this treasure map, and the meaning contained in it made the fledgling little witch very excited.

However, her uncle was not so easily moved, and frowned slightly: "I saw that these descriptions are too vague. If it is a treasure map, the scope it specifies is too large, and we have no way of finding it."

Clayton actually has a strong interest in treasures, but this treasure map dispelled his enthusiasm.

The goatee didn't take it seriously: "Because it's not something left by the treasure owner, it's a treasure map drawn thousands of years later based on historical speculation."

He tapped the table with his callused fingers, making an aggressive sound.

"How much do you know about the history here?"