The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 308: Peasant (new chapter)
"Wait a moment!"

Creighton roared while sitting on his horse, his voice almost as loud as a firing cannon. The cavalry horses stopped involuntarily when they heard the loud noise.

Now he can finally communicate with them properly.

As they approached, Clayton noticed that their faces were red and their hair was yellow, a characteristic of the Dinon. Lewis told him the key to resisting the corruption of the fairyland. From this point of view, these Dinons should all be practitioners of the Secret of the Blade.

"We are not enemies." His eyes swept over the faces with distinctive national characteristics, and he thought quickly: "If you and Edwards are not happy, then now is a good opportunity to attack him."

The cavalry leader wore a nose helmet and stared at him from both sides of the iron bar.

"How do we know this is true? Who are you?"

"I am a member of the Dinon Restoration Congress and arrived here from this world." Clayton said calmly. He did not see the devil in the other party.

The Dinon Restoration Council is a political organization in Taunton that attempts to re-establish the Kingdom of Dorne on the territory of the Kingdom of Dorne. It has a history of about two to three hundred years since its establishment. They believed that the land of the Dornish people was stolen from them, and therefore they had an obligation to repay it. Although this is impossible, these foreigners have achieved a size that cannot be ignored in the country through the purchase of land and industries over the years, and have actually formed a country within a country, large or small.

Perhaps these Wonderland Dinong people don't know that there is such an organization outside, but they should have sympathy for such an organization after hearing the name.

Donna didn't know about this organization, but Louis knew. He looked at Clayton, wondering if the werewolf was lying - Clayton's expression was so lifelike.

The cavalry leader did not have any doubts about this new term. He also carefully looked at Clayton's face and expression, and quickly found something that did not suit his liking: "But you are not a Dinon, but you look like our mortal enemy Mansi." Sri Lankan people.”

"I am a peripheral member. Whoever gives me money will do things for me."

The cavalry leader snorted coldly: "Recruit the Mansis. Huh, no wonder the Dinons in this world have fallen like this. They have lost their courage and fighting spirit, and even their ambitions are negligible. I suspect that they have different blood from us." , maybe they are descendants of slaves.”

Hearing what he said, the other cavalry laughed.

Clayton felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It's not that the lieutenant felt unfair about this false identity, but the behavior and conversation of these Dinon people.

They seem to be no strangers to this world either.

It seems that in addition to Chud Osmar, the Dinon people also tried to contact Faerie, and were successful.

Although they looked down upon Clayton's fabricated identity, the Dinong people did not continue to kill him after all.

"Your people came here only two months ago, why are you sent here now?" The cavalry leader patted his chainmail: "Are you going to charge your ancestors for these things?"

Clayton suddenly discovered that the armor and weapons on these cavalry were all shiny, with no rust at all.

Did the National Rural Restoration Congress send someone to bring the things in?
While thinking about it, he replied: "Our people discovered a Dinon ruins in a small town called Jevo. It is said that there is a treasure left by a Dinon general named Emperor Jettali. We started I found a magic circle in the ruins and then came here."

A funny smile suddenly appeared on the face of the cavalry leader. He lowered his head, his whole body twitched, and then burst into unstoppable laughter.

The other cavalrymen also laughed again, and the metal-tapping laughter made the horses under them feel uneasy and stamp their feet frequently.

"Treasure. Hahahahaha. Did you hear that?" The cavalry leader pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and looked at his subordinates who were also laughing wildly: "I don't remember that I left such a thing? Could it be that my son left it behind? He really has a damn conscience!"

He turned back to Clayton, but as soon as he saw Clayton's face he burst out laughing again.

"I am Emperor Jetali, and I testify that there is no treasure here, only a poor man who was betrayed by his son and wife. Okay, now that you know my real name, do you have any new plans?"

Creighton was even more shocked than when Edwards had told him the history.

He had never known anything about this country before, but Emperor Jetali, a historical figure he knew, appeared vividly in front of him at this moment, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

There seems to be an unknown truth behind history, but he still remembered the topic at the moment and did not continue to explore:

"We need some sacrifice to help us get back to reality."

He looked at the sacrifices on horseback of this cavalry team,
If these people take away all the sacrifices, Clayton and Donna will not be able to reactivate the magic circle to connect to the present world.

Di Jetali noticed his gaze, but didn't take it seriously: "These people are all my old subordinates. If you dare to look at them again, I will dig out your eyes. And why are you in such a hurry to go back? I There are two beautiful girls next to you. They can stay with us. I think we will find a lot of fun."

Donna and Lux ​​were riding on the same horse and had an eerily identical look of displeasure on their faces.

Clayton tried his best to contain his bloodthirsty desire and spoke in a low voice: "We have found some special information that needs to be sent back as soon as possible."

"You can go back, but the two people around you can't." Jetali's voice returned to indifference: "Okay, since the two Mansis people don't want to go with us, then stay and enjoy it. Let's go." He drove his horses and the cavalry towards the rear of Clayton and others.

But plumes of black smoke suddenly appeared from the ground, stopping their horses back.

The ground began to shake slightly, and at the same time, more and more black smoke emerged from the ground, almost accumulating to the waists of all the riders, making them feel like they were submerged in a black pool. The horses beneath them had disappeared, leaving only their frightened neighing to make their presence known.

"It's Edwards!" Jetali exclaimed, his previous arrogance disappearing: "Who provoked him?!"

The cavalry ran rampant in the black smoke, trying to break out of the smoke. Creighton and his party felt that something ominous was coming, so they decisively chose to ride horses in a different direction from them, but the two sides soon reunited. .

They tried to separate several times but met each other unknowingly.

"We are leaving the forest." Clayton looked at the unobstructed sky with an ugly expression.

Donna pointed excitedly at the scenery in the distance: "Look!"

The shadow of the castle was on the hill she pointed to, where they had left.

Everyone galloped apart again, but eventually came back together again, and not only that, the sight of the castle in the distance got closer and closer.

Something was pulling them back.

"Is this the power of the devil?" The werewolf looked down at the thick, watery black smoke, his gloomy face almost blending into them.

No wonder Edwards didn't care about Clara, who was also a demon. The power gap between the two was like Dorne's giant ship "Prince Regent" and the fishermen's boats. They were not at the same level at all.

"Drop the horses and let's go back on foot!" Jetali shouted.

The Dinon cavalry dismounted one after another, disappeared into the black smoke, and then climbed back on the backs of their horses in unison.

The black smoke piled up so high that you couldn't see anything clearly even if you dismounted.

"General Jetali." Clayton shouted: "It seems that our only way out now is to defeat Edwards."

Jetali was furious: "It's because you wasted our time that we were kept by Edwards, you deserve to die!"

He said so, and he did so.

He urged the horse, drew his sword and charged towards Clayton. Clayton held the spear in his right hand, the weapon sank slightly in the smoke, and then also rushed towards Jetali.

When the two riders approached, Emperor Jetali's sword flashed like lightning and reached the opponent's neck. But before his sword cut off Clayton's head, his arm was stabbed by Clayton's spear, and his body tilted and fell from the side of the horse.

This is not because his strength and speed are inferior to Clayton. On the contrary, Clayton is the weaker side.

But Creighton took advantage of Edwards' strength.

The black smoke can disturb people's consciousness just by seeing it. He hid the spear underneath, forcing Jetali to look down, so he misjudged the distance and direction.

Emperor Jetali quickly climbed back on the horse, but this time he did not refute Clayton.

"Let's go," he roared angrily.

When they returned to this country, the dwarves were already fighting with Bashem's army.

Here, the black smoke on the ground was shallower than outside the town. Even if Clayton jumped from his horse, the smoke only reached his waist.

All the smoke seemed to be absorbed by the potholes in the school field, and a huge vortex appeared on the field.

To Clayton's surprise, the Scarecrow's army actually gained the upper hand, not because they were more numerous and powerful, but because they also took advantage of the mist.

Even though the level of black smoke has decreased, it still does not reach the heads of the dwarves. There are many plainsmen in Bashem's army. They can't see the dwarves in the black smoke. They can only see long strands of unknown origin. The spear thrust out from inside, and the dwarves didn't have to think about anything, they just kept poking at higher places.

Some of the original residents of this country also crawled out of the big pit in the school grounds. Their spirits were too seriously eroded by the demons, and now under the influence of the black smoke, they were attacking everyone regardless of friend or foe.

Two similar-looking witches held hands and sang loudly in a country dance, and then everyone around dropped their weapons and danced with them; some people set themselves on fire and tried to swim in the water-like smoke; the irrational warrior held a He has two swords, but he just hits people with his head regardless.
Chaos is the order of the day here.

"Where's Edwards?" Jetali grabbed Clayton fiercely.

Clayton looked behind him: "There."