The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 380 The visitor is a guest

"What about Wei Audi?" Clayton suddenly asked.

He mentioned the treatment he had received from the ascetics of the Brotherhood of the Sincerity, who mistook him for a Conleone and gave him trouble, which seemed to prove that the Conleone family was unwelcome in Viodi.

Lind obviously didn't expect Clayton to encounter such a thing. The muscles on his cheeks became stiff, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously stretched to his ears, making a threatening expression, as if he had seen his lifelong enemy.

It seems that the werewolves of Berdarubic are facing considerable difficulties, and Clayton knows this.

Lind finally controlled his expression. "We do have some conflicts with the local ascetic order, the Brotherhood of the Sincere, but they are not a concern and we will deal with them soon. Now it's up to you. If you are willing to join us, I can guarantee that you will share the honor of destroying them with us."

The desire to kill made Clayton's Adam's apple roll along with his true mood. A hesitant look appeared on his face at first, but then he made up his mind and nodded heavily.

"I have to spend some time to transfer my assets here. I don't have anyone I can trust to do this for me where I used to live."

Linder nodded in relief.

"Okay, but you have to stay today."

His tone was firm, and he didn't give Clayton a chance to refuse, so Clayton had no choice but to agree.

"So we are a team now?"

"This still needs to be decided by our clan leader Opiros. But this is just a formality. Opiros usually won't reject new members unless the newcomer is a spy with ulterior motives, or has already promised to join another clan."

Lind's eyes swept across Clayton's face, and when he noticed that he didn't show any unnatural expression when he heard those terms, he gradually felt relieved.

"Opiros prefers sincerity and loyalty to the clan over strength. Not long ago, a very distant relative of ours came to us for refuge. In fact, his relationship with us is no different from that of a stranger. His quality is weak among mortals, and the work he does is not up to par, but we still shared wolf blood with him and welcomed him to join this big family."

"You are very powerful and have a lot of combat experience. If you join us, your status will definitely be higher than his. You may even surpass me in the future."

Clayton nodded, his mouth slightly raised, but quickly smoothed it out consciously. Lind saw it all.

There is no doubt that these words have completely moved the other party.

This was not a lie he made up to lure the other party to join. The other party might really have a higher status than him once he joined the clan. The smell of power was very strong, as was the strong blood.
Perhaps this newcomer will be qualified to challenge Opiros in a dozen years.

As for these situations, Linde only felt joy in his heart.

The clan grew stronger again.

"Now that we have reached an agreement, I have another question that I hope you can answer." Clayton put the suitcase that had been on his lap on the ground, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Lind comfortably: "The insurance company I work for asked me to find two people, one named Jin Jie and the other named Edgar. The local children told me that they entered the castle and never came out."

"I stayed in another castle for a while before, but the lord there and I had a bad quarrel, and his guards almost cut off my limbs. To be honest, this left a big psychological trauma on me, so after learning that these two people disappeared in the castle, I didn't think of visiting them to inquire. I just planned to make up two ways of death in the report I would make later."

"But I am indeed a little curious about where they are going."

Hearing Clayton's question, Lind thought about whether answering this question in advance would break some rules or reveal some information that is not good for the clan. When he finished thinking, a smile appeared on his face again.

"I have seen these two people. They are here to participate in the Wolf Blood Trial."

This answer was unexpected to Clayton: "Wolf Blood Trial? Are you saying they want to become werewolves?"

He was a little nervous, but soon relaxed.

If they were still alive, that would certainly be a good thing. He was just a little worried that when they finally met, the fake identity he had fabricated would be accidentally exposed by the other party, causing hostility from the Black Claw Clan.

But if you think about it more carefully, even if those two people were still alive, there is no way they could recognize him.

It had been so long since they last met, and Clayton had been almost completely transformed during that time. Unless he was the closest to him, they would only think that he was somewhat similar to the previous "Clayton".

“There are always people who think they can suppress madness, or they are willing to trade it for real power.” Linde said meaningfully: “Just like you, they came here, asked questions, discovered the existence of the clan from some details, and then came to participate in the trial in order to gain power.”

After all, werewolves are not wolves. If they rely on intra-clan marriage for a long time, inbreeding is inevitable. This behavior among humans will only create a few more deformed children, but for cursed creatures it would be a disaster.

The combination of bloodlines that are too similar will cause the curses to attract each other, and the offspring born may draw the curses from their parents, making them weak or even dead. Although these evil offspring will be born powerful due to the enriched power of the curse, as babies, they do not have enough willpower and wisdom to control the curse, and will only grow up to be completely out of control bloodthirsty lunatics.

As for mating with mortals, although this does happen, the success rate of female pregnancy is not high, and the offspring born are not strong enough, so few werewolves choose to do so.

In order to increase the number of members, all werewolf clans will marry with other clans, or look for humans who are willing and able to bear wolf blood to participate in the trial.

"Edgar's willpower was actually pretty good, and he almost made it through, but he had been seriously injured recently, which had a huge impact on his condition, so he died in the end. This situation is not uncommon, and not everyone can pass the wolf blood trial. Last year, five people took part in the trial, but only one succeeded."

"What about Ginger?" Clayton asked.

"That young man's mind was not very mature. When he saw Edgar's failure, he suddenly wanted to regret it. So he screamed and rushed out of the castle, threatening to find people from the church to eradicate us monsters. We are not afraid of the church, but his noise was so annoying that we had to make him shut up forever."

Lind downplayed the situation, thinking that Clayton should be able to understand the clan's actions, and in fact, Clayton did understand.

Clayton didn't even suspect that Lind was lying, because there was no need. Werewolves are such creatures, they have the power to kill, and they have the instinct to kill in their hearts. Killing is not something that needs to be excused for them, it is natural and beautiful, and the identities of Ginger and Edgar are not worth Lind making up lies for their deaths.

They just died an ordinary death.

"Do the collectors here keep records of their deaths? I need a copy to add to my report to get the last payment from the company I work for."

As the local powerful nobles, Conrionet certainly also took charge of the judicial duties, and they had the power and obligation to register all the dead.

Lind shook his head and said regretfully, "We don't really like to keep corpses. It's too troublesome to keep records. Besides, what if someone can really find out something from the corpse?"

The expression on Clayton's face did not change, but in his heart he was already sure of his attitude towards the Black Claw Clan.

After this brief silence, the voice of a new guest suddenly came from downstairs outside the window:

"I want to rent a boat and go to Harlet."

The port of Helet is the closest to the city of Sasha, and from there you can reach the city of Sasha in one day.

The Black Claw Clan and some people in Sasha City really don't get along well. Everyone in the clan is very sensitive to Sasha City. Although he has handed the work over to his subordinates, Lind still unconsciously turned his head and used his extraordinary hearing to capture the words of this guest.

Clayton recognized the voice as Julius', and without much thought he decided to draw Lind's attention away.

However, before he could make any attempt, someone else came to do it for him.

A young woman with black hair and green eyes pushed the door open and said, "Father, have you decided how to deal with that person who is snooping around?"

She started talking before she opened the door, so she saw the "person who was snooping around" a little late. When her eyes met Clayton's, she immediately fell silent.

Linde waved to her: "Lidya, you came at the right time. Now this..."

The introduction came to an abrupt end, and Lind realized then that he had been so anxious to explain the benefits of joining the clan that he had not even asked the other party's name.

"Edwards, sir," said Clayton.

Lind nodded apologetically, then turned to his daughter and said, "This Mr. Edwards is actually also a werewolf, and a loner without a clan. But now he has decided to join our clan. As for whether it will be successful, we have to wait for Chief Opiros's statement tonight."

"Really? This is the first time I see a wild wolf." Lydia stared at Clayton intently. It was the first time she was so close to him. It seemed that she had not seen enough of him when she was doing surveillance work before. Even when answering her father, she was a little absent-minded and her speech was incoherent.

At the same time, Clayton stared at her, feeling a flutter in his chest.

The woman was beautiful, and her scent was even more amazing.

The smell reached Clayton's nose, like a fire burning from top to bottom, making Clayton, who had dated many girlfriends, feel his heart beat faster, his breathing disordered, and his mind blank. He tasted the feeling of his first love again. Lydia rekindled his passion, and she looked at him lovingly, her face flushed, as if she felt the same feeling from him.

This is not normal.

Clayton soon discovered why.

It is now January and winter has not yet completely passed. For werewolves, winter is the most suitable time for bonding.

When Clayton thought that his newly born "love" was driven by the curse, he instantly lost interest and even developed a resistance. He forced himself not to pay attention to Lydia's smell, and did not talk to her, but looked at Lind.

Lind just smiled at them, seeming to be pleased with it, and Clayton's ability to escape from this natural attraction made his face show surprise.

"You said that the success of this matter depends on Opiros' attitude tonight, but what if I want to meet him now to seek results?" Clayton asked.

Linde sighed:

"Young man, you don't have to be impatient. The time is set at night because we are waiting for someone. Only when all family members are present can we start the welcoming ceremony. This is the rule."

Clayton stared at him: "Who else hasn't come?"

"He is the only person who passed the trial last year. He went out on a mission for the family not long ago. It should have ended by now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably be back at midnight tonight."

"Father, let me take Edwards for a walk around the neighborhood." Lydia suddenly said, staring at Clayton and licking her lips. "It's still a while before the evening, and you're going to let the guest just stay in this dull room and chat with the old man?"

"You bastard." Linde sighed helplessly, then stood up: "Go, show him his future home, but don't let him enter the castle. Now is not the time to meet the clan leader."

"Of course I know the rules!" his daughter said, making an inviting gesture to Clayton.

Without refusing again, Clayton stood up and walked towards her. When he walked towards the door, he heard the sound of curtains and windows being pulled behind him. He subconsciously turned around and saw that it was Lind who was opening the window for ventilation.

The air currents that rushed into the room blew away the white cloth covering some kind of instrument on the table against the wall, revealing the true appearance underneath.

It was an unknown instrument that Clayton had seen at Alexander's house.