The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 360 Love to go to school
Clayton went to Donson Bank and realized what Elder Dice meant.

"I'm very sorry, your deposited item has been lost, and we really can't stop it," said the bank employee.

He led Clayton, who could not accept this, to the vault. In front of them, there was a sudden big hole on the high wall where the safes were arranged. Not only the safe, but also the wall behind it was hollowed out - or in other words, the robbers dug in from behind the wall.

"It appeared silently, as if it was a ghost," the staff described to Clayton.

When Clayton Bello was still in Gevorg, the Donson Bank was robbed by unknown persons. The world-class electric current anti-theft device and mechanical lock worth a thousand pounds sponsored by the Presbyterian Church were of no use at all, because the intruders did not go through the main door. They dug a hole from the outside of the bank to the ground, and then dug out a piece of the safe and the wall and took them away. This big hole was the only trace they left behind.

No one even saw or heard the thieves' actions, as all attention was drawn to the chaos elsewhere that night.

The military's war airship took off. It stood in the center of the sky, notifying the entire city with a searchlight that could illuminate half the parish at a time and a huge siren that sounded like an elephant's cry. It was the real protagonist.

The gunshots in the ghetto pale in comparison.

Therefore, the fact that a group of people took advantage of the chaos and robbed Dong Sen’s bank became an unknown supporting role on the stage that night.

It was not until the next day that the bank staff who came to work discovered the theft.

They lost a total of 22 safes, the contents of which varied in value, ranging from famous paintings handed down from generation to generation to small toys that were merely commemorative. No one could figure out for what purpose the thieves stole these things - if they came for money, then it would obviously be more cost-effective to dig up the wall quietly and take away the cash directly.

Dongsen Bank concealed the details of the theft, preferring to let customers think they had lost their money.

If Clayton Bello had not been a member of the Presbyterian Church, he would not even have known that his things were lost.

Des Jorrad must have known about this, and Clayton believed that his repeated emphasis on asking him to come and get the gift was a hint for him to deal with the matter.

"What are you missing? Give me the list of lost items." The werewolf held out his hand to the bank clerk, not wanting him to respond. But the bank clerk was ready. He had received instructions before, so he always carried the list with him.

Clayton held the list and sighed in his heart. He didn't want to do this job at all.

It has been several days since the bank robbery. God knows where the stolen goods are now. Maybe they are not even in Sasha City.

He was determined to find only the gift, and if Elder Dais asked about anything else, he would pretend that he didn't understand his intention.

But this matter was not easy. The list of lost and found items showed that the "gift" left to him by Elder Dais was an ordinary-looking metal syringe.

How is he supposed to find a syringe?
An idea gradually came into his mind.

Clayton Bello spent the entire day issuing notices to the city's curio shops, offering to buy back specific types of goods at high prices.

He used one of the most valuable categories of lost property as a standard, and then waited for the stolen goods thieves to deliver them to his door. It might not work, but at least he tried.

While waiting, he began to deal with more important matters.

Julius and Clara are back, and he has to arrange their next work, and
Send Donna to school.

“Isn’t there still three months left?!” Upon hearing the news, the girl jumped up in surprise. She had just finished a dance class, and even her dancing movements were very graceful.

"But I have something to do later, and I may have to stay out of town for a while, so I won't have much time to take care of you."

Clayton poked the schedule on the study table with his sharp fingernails. There was no reluctance in his tone. He did not intend to take his niece on adventures this time.

"It's the end of the year now, and many students in the girls' school have gone back for the holidays. You can adapt to the environment there. If you need anything, go to Charlotte. I have allocated a sum of money to her to cover your expenses. If you encounter any trouble, go to Marie Etta. We helped her in Gevaux before, and she will remember this."

"I just need to adapt." Donna said this in a very low voice, and Clayton didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't care.

"After lunch, we'll go to Xinjiani Girls' College and apologize for breaking our appointment. The teachers there may not know magic, and they may not be able to beat you, but you still have to show them basic respect."

Donna said angrily, "Of course, I'm not that stupid! I just think school can wait a little longer. You're not leaving today, are you?"

"But I don't have the energy to teach you anymore." Clayton said. He was going to teach college students at Sasha University, even if it was just a temporary substitute, which was a great honor for him.

Donna didn't know his reason, so she agreed unhappily.

Today was the last day Clayton taught her a lesson, so the fighting techniques he taught were more radical.

He taught her how to integrate footwork into combat, how to use strides and twists of the waist to maximize the speed and power of swinging a weapon, the location of human arteries, how to give first aid and bandage oneself.

When he believed that Donna had mastered the skills, he took her to lunch and then took a carriage to Singanai College for Girls with daily necessities.

Clayton was very satisfied with the environment of the academy. Its main building was built on a natural high slope. It was a spacious three-story building with "flanges" on both sides of the square column-shaped building. There was only an artificially built road leading to the gate in the front. Behind it was an artificially planted forest. There were high walls and barbed iron railings around it. There were also stables and a large open space inside for horse racing to train women's equestrianism.

There were several guards patrolling with pistols.

It's almost no different from a fortress.

The head of the academy, Catherine, is a typical old lady. She looks to be in her forties, with dirty blond hair, a pair of large gold-rimmed glasses on her narrow face, a very thin waist, and a rose-red dress on her lean body. The hem of her dress seems to be made of iron and does not shake at all when she walks.

Clayton had made an appointment with her before, so she was waiting for them at the school gate, and when she saw them coming, she led them in.

Compared to her uncle, Donna seemed uneasy.

She also repeatedly observed the surrounding environment and couldn't imagine herself living here for a whole quarter in the future.

Moreover, the reasons she had for refusing to go to school, which she could not reveal, now began to persuade her to change her mind.

"Most of the students in the school have gone home for the holidays. Only those who live far away will stay. They are all very friendly. Your niece can make friends with anyone she wants. There are no bad girls here. We are committed to making all students perfect women with good morals."

Dean Catherine walked and talked about the benefits of college education, but the person she was talking to was always Clayton, not her, who was going to school in person, which made Donna even more uncomfortable.

Clayton remained silent, and the two women looked back and saw that he was staring intently at the protrusions on the sides of the building.

Donna was also thinking about something. The shape reminded her of the towers on the four corners of the castle in Wonderland, and the densely arranged sliding windows looked like shooting holes on the towers.

If you block the main door, you can also place some shooters at the windows on both sides.
"Is there any problem there, sir?" Catherine asked, stopping.

"No, it's fine. It's great." Clayton pointed happily at the protruding parts on both sides of the building and said, "If there are twenty gunners lying in ambush on both sides, even a hundred soldiers can't rush in through the main gate unless they have cannons!"

Donna couldn't help but smile. She felt a sense of pleasure at the commonality of ideas between Clayton and herself, but Catherine obviously didn't experience these exciting things.

"Sir, no one would attack a girls' college. We are just a school," she said seriously.

Clayton immediately apologized to her: "I'm sorry, it's just that the shape of this building looks too perfect, and you have armed guards here."

"You don't have to apologize to us. These guards are used to prevent robbers, and the house was donated to the first dean by a nobleman. Perhaps it was used as a fortress at that time. As for the students - although we don't have to fight like soldiers, the college does teach students hunting courses, including shooting and horsemanship. If used properly, they can also surprise those with malicious intentions."

"That's a good thing." Upon learning this, Clayton praised the school's teaching philosophy. Donna also began to have a good impression of the school.

But then Clayton turned and asked: "But your guards here seem to be very old. Can they really still play a role?"

They all noticed that the guards of the school were wrinkled old men who carried guns but their accuracy was questionable. In addition, they walked slowly.

Catherine craned her neck. "I'm sure they have enough strength to defend the school. As long as they can shoot, it will be enough. The reason why we choose old people as guards is mainly to prevent things that shouldn't happen. Some girls' schools have willfully chosen young men to serve as teachers, gardeners, or guards in the school, and later caused shocking scandals because of this failed decision."

"Although our students have received the right guidance, they are still unable to fully comprehend these teachings. They are young and willful, unsophisticated, and eager for love but do not understand what true love is, so they are easily seduced by handsome faces and sweet words. In order to prevent temporary passion from ruining students' lives, Xin Jiani Women's College will do its utmost to prevent such unstable factors from coming into contact with students."

While Catherine was explaining, she glanced at Donna intentionally. The girl bit her lip, thinking about the difference between herself and the other girls described by the dean.

She doesn't want to fall in love, she wants to kill people.