The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 356 Three Fools
Clayton laughed and shook his head with her. "Your mother and I have a deeper friendship than that. At the wedding, I knocked your grandfather to the ground with one punch."

Donna understood now.

"Is that why your relationship is bad?"

"Of course not. Quite the opposite is true. Old Count Finnamo didn't like your mother at all. We sent him an invitation to the wedding, but he showed up only to ruin the wedding because his daughter went against his arrangement and not only refused to become a nun, but also married a country man. He felt that this was a disgrace to him."

Clayton still clearly remembered the scene of that day, when Cuitish stood beside Ullen in her snow-white wedding dress, and Earl Finnamo walked towards them, and she also went to meet him. She had a smile on her face, hoping that her father, who never liked her, would at least bless her on this day, but the old earl just slapped her with a sullen face, and then he saw Cuitish crying for the first time.

"I think he wanted his daughter to stay in the convent forever because he didn't want to pay a dowry for her."

He waved his fist in the air. "After he hit Cuitisi, I was the first to take action. I directly gave Earl Finnamo a heavy punch. No one can make the bride cry at the wedding, not even her father."

"What about my dad?" Donna asked.

"He fought with the old Earl's valet. We each took on an opponent, and both were victorious."

Donna's face flushed, and she felt a surge of excitement in her heart. This was the first time she felt the external power displayed by a united family.

Clayton felt that the time had come, so he struck while the iron was hot: "Look, I fought with Cuitisi, helped her and Uren complete their love ceremony, and served as the best man when they got married. I can be called the original witness of your parents' wedding. If you want me to put aside these memories and be with her, the scene is simply unimaginable."

"If she were a man, she might be able to compete with Uren for who is my best brother."

"So, you can tell her that I will never have any idea about her, but she should change her fantasy habit."

Donna has completely believed that Clayton will not fall in love with Tristana, but she is not disappointed. Instead, she still feels touched in her heart, which is the emotion bursting out from the friendship and family affection between Clayton and Tristana.

"I'll make sure to pass on the message." She turned and walked towards the door, eager to tell her mother how Clayton felt about his family.

However, when she opened the door, Tritis was already standing there.

The nun seemed to have taken Clayton's previous remarks into account. The expression on her face couldn't be described as bad. She looked closely at Clayton from behind her sunglasses. Her exposed face had a gentle and peaceful expression, and her body was motionless, like a stone statue of a goddess.

Clayton sat back in his chair and spoke first: "Tritis, eavesdropping is not a good habit."

The gentle and peaceful expression faded from Cuiti's face, and she spoke, her tone returning to her usual toughness: "Clayton, you still like to shirk responsibility. I still can't tell what you are thinking, but if you don't want others to misunderstand you, don't do things that will cause others to misunderstand you."

"I don't know that I've ever done anything like that."

"is it?"

Cuitis spoke with certainty, and Clayton began to feel uneasy. He tried to think hard, but he couldn't think of when he had done something to Cuitis that would cause her to misunderstand.

"It seems you need a little reminder." Cuitisi said, "I will not mention your criteria for choosing a girlfriend in the past. But you should at least think about why I don't like to communicate with you through letters. When did this situation start?"

Clayton frowned: "This is my fault too?"

"of course."

Clayton began to ponder, and Donna looked at her mother in confusion, hoping to get the answer in advance, but Cuitis did not answer. She wanted to wait for Clayton to find the answer first.

Clayton failed.

"Tell me, what did I do?" He gave up trying to recall.

Cuitis blinked, but the time she spent closed seemed particularly long. "At that time, you used your connections in the army to conceal the news of Uren's death, and then imitated his handwriting to write me letters for four months. The content was very, very... like him."

She was actually tactful enough.

Everything Clayton did to conceal Ullen's death was unacceptable to normal people, and she only picked out the most acceptable parts to surprise her daughter.

"What?!" Donna screamed.

She finally understood her mother now.

This is really strange, and anyone who experiences this will misunderstand it.

Clayton breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't think it was a big deal.
"So that's what happened. I thought I had explained it to you long ago. I did that just to calm you down. You were pregnant at the time, and if you were frightened by the news of Wulun's death and it affected your health, you would have had a miscarriage."

It was a common rumor in the army that the wives of soldiers had miscarriages due to grief after learning of their husbands' deaths. After learning of Ullen's death and the news of Cuitice's pregnancy, it was hard for Clayton not to think about such things. Although Donna was not called Donna at that time, he was determined to ensure the birth of his brother's last child without any mistakes.

He knew how deeply Cuitis loved Uren, and in that situation, hiding the truth became the only solution.

Well, maybe it wasn't the only way, but Clayton was thousands of miles away from home and could only do so much.

"What about the contents of those forged letters? They were simply..." Cuitish paused. She felt embarrassed just by recalling the emotions she believed to be true at the time: ". Full of love, just like something written by Uren himself."

Hearing her evaluation, Clayton immediately became proud. "I have always been good at imitating handwriting. As for what Ullen would say to his wife, he never avoided me when writing letters in the past, and sometimes asked me for advice on word choice. Plus, with my understanding of him, I can tell how to imitate him just by taking a look. Even if the word choice is accidentally corny, I guess you will only be happier."

"In fact, I was worried that you would see through me, but I didn't expect that you couldn't see anything. Love is like that."

He smacked his lips and shook his head as Tritis advanced quickly toward him.

"Are you trying to say I'm stupid?" She put her hands on the table and glared down at Clayton.

"I would never dare to have such an idea." Clayton said in a literary manner.

Cuitis raised her face and took a deep breath. When she lowered her head again, she was already furious: "Dear Kerry, I wanted to save some dignity for you, but you forced me to do it. Do you know why I refused to let you see Donna?"

Donna stood there at a loss. She had received too much information today and couldn't process it all.

"Because you're afraid I'll take her away and make her my own daughter."

Cuitis slammed the table and said, "Wrong! Because you are morally corrupt! You are also a fool! You can only bring bad influence to the child! Only when she grows up and has established a perfect moral code in her heart can she come to you, otherwise she will definitely be disturbed by your ideas!"

"I'm not that bad, am I?" Clayton was really hurt.

Cuitis looked at him disappointedly: "Uren told me all about your changes. You are getting worse every day. You have learned all the bad habits of the soldiers. I never thought that the army would turn you into that. You should have left the army earlier. Doesn't Uren's death serve as a warning to you? What justice is there in the colonial army? It is not worth your life at all!"

Clayton shook his head helplessly: "I can't leave before my service contract expires, otherwise I will be considered a deserter and I will be brought to court-martial."

"Then be a deserter!" Tritis said firmly. "Use your vacation time to go to other cities, to the vast countryside, or even to a foreign country, to the East, across the inland sea. They will never catch you." "But you just won't. You even signed a second contract with the army to continue fighting that damn war!"

She was right. Clayton half lowered his head and said, "I just want to be promoted to a good position in the army and find an answer for everything I've been through."

So many people he knew lost their lives in a confusing war, and he was unwilling to leave halfway.

Even if no one would answer him, at least he wanted to see the outcome of the war. Victory would make all the deaths meaningful.

"So did you find the answer you wanted?" Cuitis asked seriously.

Clayton shook his head in frustration.

"So you are a fool," said Tritis.

"Okay, I admit that I'm a fool, but you're not much better." Clayton quickly recovered from his negative emotions. He raised his head and confronted Cuitisi out of habit: "You've been getting Donna's name wrong for so many years, and I haven't blamed you."

Donna, who had been listening, pressed her chest and looked at her uncle in astonishment: "Is there anything else for me?!"

Cuitis crossed her arms in front of the desk, her elegant thin eyebrows frowned, but she did not stop Clayton from speaking: "Very good, then you tell me, I also want to know what I did wrong."

Clayton looked up at her proudly. "The last letter Uren wrote to you was about the child's name. He was not sure whether the child was a boy or a girl, nor was he sure whether he would live or die. So he provided a lot of alternative names and hoped that you would choose one after the child was born. He also put forward two premises."

"As for the girl, he said, 'If it's a girl, let's put Donna here.' That's actually the way the Manciers named their names, because there are many Manciers names that are difficult to distinguish between the sexes, so a prefix is ​​needed to make it clear. Donna means lady, and there still needs to be a name after it. And you didn't understand this at all, and you recorded this prefix as the full name in the parish register."

"By the time I found out about this, it was already too late. I could only let you do whatever you want!" He waved his hand fiercely. "If you don't believe me, go back and get the letter and let's take a look at it together!"

Hearing the news, Donna took two steps back in disbelief.

"So until now, everyone has actually called me 'woman, woman'?!" She could no longer look at her own name.

No one expected that during the quarrel between these two people, she was the one who was hurt the most!

Clayton nodded affirmatively and pointed at Cuitish: "It's all her fault!"

Cuitis finally lost her composure. Her face flushed, and she kept knocking on the table as if she had regained her youthful vigor. "That's all because of you. You told me about Uren's death right after I gave birth to Donna. My mind was completely blank at the time. How could I think normally?"

"And now she has a Christian name, Roxanne, how nice!" She tried to prove that the mistake had been corrected.

"Roxina - haha." Clayton disdained the name.

No matter how you think about it, "Cleticia" is more beautiful.

"What?! What?!" Cuitis was so angry at Clayton's tone that she couldn't utter complete words and could only keep questioning.

Clayton helped her organize her words: "Just admit it, you are a fool."

"No way!" Cuitis finally recovered and attacked oppressively: "You are the real fool. You didn't even think of me when you were searching for information about supernatural phenomena. I showed you the power of the Blade Secret when we first met. How can an ordinary girl have such great strength and can't eat so much."

This news naturally surprised Clayton: "I thought you were just a big eater."

"Don't blame others, you fool. After all, you have always been unable to see clearly." The proud person became Cuitis.

But Clayton would never give in easily, and he immediately fought back.

"Humph, I think you are short-sighted, otherwise you wouldn't be unable to recognize your own husband. The Bellio family is a family of sealers, and my mother Ingia brought wolf blood into the family. Ulun actually also has some wolf blood. It is more difficult for werewolves and ordinary people to have children. That's why you have been trying for several years to have a child. And my parents only have two children."

They didn't tell Cuitis the news about the Sealer at first, and she almost fainted when she came into contact with it.

"It's actually the Sealer. Tell me, he didn't hide his identity from me, and this isn't the Darkin's deliberate mockery of the priesthood." She spoke after a while of hesitation, holding her forehead with her slender hand, pleading weakly, as if she was going to faint the next moment.

"Oh, Uren really didn't know anything. I found out about this myself," Clayton said honestly. "He absolutely loves you."

Hearing what he said, Cuitish immediately came back to life. She put down her hands and her face was radiant.

"I knew he wouldn't lie to me!"

To her, Wu Lun's true feelings are more important than anything else.

"Mom, don't you care about me?" Donna said unhappily. After knowing about the Sealer, Cuitis didn't care about her. She might also become a werewolf.

"Are you a werewolf too?"

"No, but I can't say for sure in the future."

Cuitis breathed a sigh of relief. Donna had already opened her arms, so she walked over and hugged her.

"Well, the answer to who is the one who can't see clearly is now clear," Clayton said. "I hope she will remember this in the future. Otherwise, I will have to ask her what she thinks of Ullen."

Cuitis, still holding her daughter, looked back angrily: "I just thought Uren inherited Khandar's congenital weakness!"

"Haha." Donna suddenly laughed in her arms.

Clayton and Tristana both looked at Donna, not understanding what she was laughing at.

The girl couldn't stop laughing and broke free from her mother's arms. She pointed at herself first, then at Clayton, and uttered a word with difficulty through her laughter: "Taste loss."

Then she traced her finger from Clayton to her mother, and laughed as loudly as a drum: "Better to eat!"

Finally, she pointed her finger toward the sky and laughed at the top of her lungs, her body shaking with laughter: "Congenitally weak, hahahahahaha!"

The word "loss of taste" reminded Clayton of their conversation in Gevorg. The little witch thought that the price of the werewolf curse was only loss of taste. Moreover, the two new words at the end made him understand what she meant at once. He couldn't help laughing with her, slapping his hands on the table.

Cuitis heard their laughter, and although she didn't fully understand what they meant, she was already infected by their emotions.

Looking at the two happy people, her anger subsided, and the corners of her mouth, which should have remained dignified, couldn't help but grin, and a trace of laughter squeezed out of her throat, symbolizing that the last dam had been destroyed, and hearty and cheerful laughter burst out from her continuously.

Soon, the three of them were laughing so hard that they forgot everything. Their laughter filled the study, the corridor, and even alarmed the servants in all parts of the house.

The ones here are none other than the three fools from the Belleo family.