The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 47 Close Relatives
In the service of Clayton's head massage and Joe's invigorating slapping, Moore caved.

"The Blood of Desire ceremony has already been held. The function of the holy object in the basement is not to change the shape, but to strengthen the connection between the subject and the kingdom of heaven, so that we can truly obtain blessings and become true dark descendants."

Clayton and Joe looked at each other, and both felt that they had heard wrong.

If they understood correctly, this word should be the kingdom where the angels live in the holy scriptures.

Although they knew that the teachings of the Holy Grail Society were in conflict with the current main teachings of the White Sect, they never thought that the dark descendants representing darkness could be connected to the holy kingdom of heaven.

"Is there a specific location in the Kingdom of Heaven?"

Moore had to change the word: "Heaven is Wonderland."

"What is Wonderland?" Joe asked.

Clayton can answer this question. He has learned a lot of mystic knowledge recently: "It is said that there is the upper layer of the real world. All supernatural powers come from there. There are all the magical things in legends, but I didn't hear It is said that some people have entered it, and only some children who are born with high spirituality can communicate with that world in their dreams. In short, it is a world with everything except people.”

Joe felt incredible: "There is no one, so it's still called Wonderland?"

"The most beautiful place is the place you want to go but can't go."

The veins on Moore's forehead were bulging. What Clayton said made him feel some conflicts in the essence of the worldview. He was not so angry when he was beaten.

"Fairyland is the land promised by the heavenly father. There are only angels there, and human beings can only reach there after passing the test!"

He read a sentence from "The Heralds": "The heavenly father ordered the leopard, the lion and the she-wolf to test the world and make them obedient. Those who disobey will live in the land where the sun dies for a long time. Those who are willing to obey, the spirit dog will lead them into the fairyland."

"Darkborn is the tester of human beings and the shepherd of the Father. Only after passing the test of darkborn can human beings be qualified to go to fairyland."

Although tied to the ground and beaten several times, the boy couldn't help preaching to them.

This kind of statement is really strange. Even though Clayton had heard the rumors of the Holy Grail Order from Gelid, it was the first time he knew that the teachings of the Holy Grail Order were opposite to the current teachings of the White Sect.

The Baijiao's attitude towards the dark descendants now seems to be more hostile and contemptuous,
The relatively tolerant view still thinks that the darkborn are cursed poor people who need self-salvation in order to share the grace of the sun.

The teachings of the Holy Grail Order have deviated to such an extent that people don't think they are a branch of a religion.

"I see," Clayton said.

Joe looked at him in surprise, and Moore looked expectantly.

If the enemy can be converted before the battle, then all the sufferings he has suffered are nothing.

"What do you understand?"

Clayton replied to the boy: "I understand that I'm here to test you."

Moore's face froze, and then his face turned red because he felt teased.

"You are a pure human being who preaches such teachings in front of werewolves. You are quite courageous. Have you never thought about who you are?" Clayton grinned, and his two rows of white and sharp fangs were majestic. "Since you are a shepherd, there is nothing wrong with stealing one or two grazing animals, right?"

"I'm not purely human!"

Moore stared at him: "I am also a son of Darkin."

"But not the darkin." Creighton poked at him. "To be honest, I don't even know what you are doing in Sasha City. Are you really useful?"

Moore's strength is too weak, he must not be a dark descendant, he will not admit his mistake.

"This is different. Ordinary people will have a severely shortened lifespan after receiving the blood of desire. This is the punishment for the Son of Man's crime of blaspheming angels, but the Son of Darkness will not, and can truly gain power through the guidance of holy objects, and return to the angel's life." Nature, which shows that we still retain the proof of holiness!"

"Oh, this used to be the place where you restored the strength of the children who failed to inherit the identity of the Darkin." Clayton immediately speculated about the purpose of this house, but his doubts became more: "What is it called?"

Moore realized that Clayton didn't care about the point he wanted to express at all.

He took a few deep breaths before answering: "Notre Dame."

Joe Marney listened thoughtfully.

"I've answered so many, and I have a question to ask." Moore looked at Creighton with an expression of "If you don't answer, I'll die".

Clayton had no choice but to be kind to him: "I approve."

"How did you find this place?"

Moore couldn't figure it out.

The priest told him that Notre Dame has always been kept secret from the outside world. This was the case when the Holy Grail Society base was still in Sasha City. The priests buried a large number of spells underground to prevent divination, and used the power of miracles to impose invisible restrictions on doors and windows. Ordinary people can't find it here at all.

That's why they only left one guardian here who is not proficient in combat, but better at surviving and passing information.

"Clara brought me here."

Clayton said it was up to him whether the other party recognized the name.

Moore clearly recognized the name: "Is she still alive?"

"You recognize her?"

Moore's expression was complicated, and he glanced at Joe, leaving the latter in confusion.

After a few seconds, he reluctantly said: "She is my sister."

This answer explained why Creighton looked familiar to him, but the fact that Clara had such a smart family still surprised the lieutenant.

This will not affect his method of dealing with Moore.

Smart people know what they are doing, and they deserve to be punished more.

"Who is your mother?" Clayton insisted on beheading her, and he did not forget his original thoughts.

"Athina Bruggot."

"Is it the Spider Priest?"

Moore looks away, ashamed to betray the information: "That's what people call her."

Joe Maney knelt down to look at Moore, who had no idea who Clara was but had his own problems.

"I wanted to ask a long time ago, why do you keep chasing me? I just stole two things from you. Or are you afraid that I will make public the tragedy that happened in Sitrus Town?"

Moore recognized Joe Marney, he spurned this face, and the slaps just now made the attitude between them deteriorate sharply.

"We don't care what you say, what matters is the thing you broke, which is the key to assist the holy object to open the door to the fairyland."

"It's broken, because I broke it with my own hands." Joe waved his fist in front of Moore, venting his dissatisfaction at being hunted down: "You can't take it back, you know? You can't take it back!"

"It won't break, it's just stored in another place."

Moore stared straight at Joe's lower body.

"So what is your sacred object? What is that key?" Clayton deliberately concealed the information that he knew it was a placenta, and he wanted to see if Moore would lie on this point.

"Just a bone talisman, I suppose," said Jo.

"The sacred object in the basement is the placenta of the primordial whale." Moore's eyes twitched: "That is the only creature that can exist in reality and fairyland at the same time. If you want to communicate with fairyland, you must rely on it as a material. As for Joe Mani The key that was taken away was the thorn bone of the primordial whale."

"That thing is broken." Joe Marney emphasized again.

"But its effectiveness will not disappear, it will only be transferred to the individual who uses it." Moore looked at him coldly: "The way to use it is to smash it."

"This is unexpected." Clayton plucked the long elastic beard next to his kiss.

"So what are you going to do to bring that power back?"

"We're taking the part of Joe Mani's body that corresponds to the key, and that's where the potency transfers."

Moore's answer made Joe's crotch cold, and he asked Clayton dryly: "Lieutenant, it seems that human beings don't have that bone?"

The werewolf nodded: "To be precise, no."

"We originally planned to dig out all parts of Joe Mani's reproductive system to avoid any loss of efficacy, but we didn't expect you to hide."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Moore looked at Joe again.

Joe Mani looked unhappy, and he solemnly announced: "We are sworn enemies now."

This is not just for Moore, he is declaring war on all who want to cut off his treasure.

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(End of this chapter)