The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 67
The "tree" Julius was referring to was the tree in the background of the photo that Clayton had sent to the newspaper.

It was Clayton's idea to use Joe to lure Athena out to find her.

At that time, the method was to make a piece of news,
Take a picture with Joe and send it to the newspaper, and make sure the other party can see it.

As long as the Holy Grail needs Joe, they will definitely send people out to look for it, and people's activities will always leave traces
But since the military hospital incident, now that he knew that Athena was plotting far more than Joe's baby, the effect of this method would not be so effective.

Not that he canceled the plan, of course, but even at the beginning, Creighton hadn't imagined that there would be people in the Presbyterian Church working on this bait.

He couldn't understand why Julius paid attention to this photo.

And it really came here.

"What are you looking for?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Julius said halfway, opening his mouth to watch Clayton take out the key and enter the shop, then turned to look at himself standing outside the threshold.

"Is this yours?"

"This is indeed my shop. Is there anything else you can do?"

Julius turned his head unhappy: "Then I'll be fine."

"Actually, you can still try to convince me, maybe I will agree."

Clayton blocked the door to watch Julius, waiting for the other party to tell his purpose.

He and Bruno are studying the runes left by the Holy Grail Society. This kid seems to be studying magic, and maybe they can find a way to draw him over to help.

However, Julius just looked at the werewolf vigilantly, as if he was about to be kidnapped and sold away.

Although Grogne put him under Creighton, there was no personal trust between the two men.

"I'm going to lock the door again after I finish picking up the things in a while." Clayton knocked on the door frame to remind him.

"I made a bet with someone that I will find the location on the picture within a month." Julius answered with difficulty. He wanted to bypass Creighton to investigate secretly, but the werewolf left him a blank when they first met. Under the psychological shadow.After weighing repeatedly, he decided to resolve the issue peacefully.

"What's the stake?"

The elder's son was very uncomfortable: "There is no bet, just for fun."

This "tree hunting" activity can almost be regarded as a trend, but he still doesn't want to be found out by other members of the Presbyterian Church that he is participating in this kind of thing.

If it weren't for Clayton's storefront, he wouldn't waste his time talking.

"Then you are quite serious."

Clayton's sincere praise always failed to achieve the desired effect in his heart, and Julius' face became more and more stinky.

"Okay, come in." Clayton turned and walked in, and Julius followed.

There are so many curios (false) here that even Julius, the son of a wealthy family, would be amazed and soon forget his unhappiness.

In the studio on the second floor, Clayton took out a heavy camera from the safe and carried it on his shoulders, while Julius stared at the tree-like graffiti on the wall.

"You sent that photo?"

"Now you know about it, but I suggest you don't talk about it everywhere, or it will disrupt my work, and Elder Grogne may be angry."

Julius snorted coldly, but did not refute.

"Now, you come with me, I have a job to tell you."

"I'm going back to sleep." He lost all interest, turned around and left.

Clayton stopped him from behind: "You can stay up all night for a no-stakes bet, but you want to go to sleep when you face a job that really reflects your value?"

This sentence is very effective.

Julius stops, turns and folds his arms.

He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be arrogant: "You better make sure it's really valuable."

At least it's better than taking a no-win bet with someone, Clayton thought.

About an hour later, they returned to the Broken Wing Angel Club.

When they opened the entrance curtain, they saw Bruno stamping his feet and rubbing his hands on the edge of the stage, so as to keep his blood flowing so as not to catch the cold. He saw that there was another person behind Creighton, and his movements stopped suddenly.

"Who is this gentleman?" the detective asked Clayton.

He thought that this guy was just taking a camera when he went back, but he didn't expect to bring a person with him.

Clayton pulled Julius's shoulder and sent forward: "He is Julius, he is a trustworthy person, and he has some research on occultism, I think he will be useful in our investigation. "

On the way here, he told Julius not to reveal the matter of the Presbyterian Church to ordinary people.

Julius naturally remembered, he pursed his lips and greeted the detective.

Bruno glanced at Julius' expression, wondering for a moment whether he should be classified as Clayton's friend.

To be able to come out to work for free at such a late hour, this young man should have a good relationship with Clayton, but his expression expresses another meaning.

After shaking hands and exchanging names, they quickly focused on the magic circle.

Clayton climbed up from the backstage to the iron stand where the lighting was arranged, picked up the huge suitcase-like camera box, pointed the extended lens barrel vertically at the stage floor, and took several consecutive shots as backup.

He was repelled by the huge flashes and smoke, so he ended the shoot as quickly as possible.

When he came down, Julius and the detective were chatting like long-lost brothers.

"Exploration itself can be fun, if not beneficial, and exercise our minds," Bruno said.

I don't know what they talked about before to get to this point.

And Julius nodded in agreement with his statement: "It's a pity that there are too many mediocre people who can't understand this elegant way of entertainment." As he spoke, he controlled his eyes to follow Clayton.

Clayton pretended not to notice: "Gentlemen, I hope you're not just chatting while I'm working."

Bruno pointed to the L-shaped wall between the stage and the backstage: "We still have some research results, but they have yet to be confirmed. Mr. Julius thinks that the magic circle is not complete yet, and the runes may not only be on the ground, but also can be drawn on other planes.”

Clayton went over and grabbed the cheap wallpaper.

Sure enough, there were some runes on the wall.

"Then can the specific function of this magic circle be analyzed?" He asked Julius.

"Its structure is more complicated, and it is more holy." Julius said halfway, and began to remember that everyone else here is a layman, so he made a long story short: "It has at least two functions. One is mental illusion, and the other is magic. It is to amplify people's inspiration. There may be other effects, but at least I haven't seen it yet."

Everything Julius could see was something Creighton had already experienced, so he was a little disappointed.

"If it is said that it can regenerate a person and become a real darkborn, do you think it is possible?"

Julius saw Clayton's expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"This is impossible, even the blood ritual of desire can't do it."

Clayton waved to Bruno: "Did you show him the notes?"

The notes not only recorded the ceremony, but also recorded the private list of the club dancers who bought medicines for maintenance after their bodies mutated.

Bruno shook his head: "Not yet, and I haven't had time to go backstage."

Seeing that he had the same reaction, Julius was skeptical: "This is really the case?!"

"The evidence is all in the warehouse." Clayton looked at the magic circle underground again. "Do you have the ability to arrange a similar array? Or split this array so that each function only uses a part of the lines that we can understand and copy."

It is useless for him to create illusions, he just wants to experience the feeling of spiritual ascension again.

Differentiate the function of the magic circle, so the conditions for rearranging the ceremony may be lowered.

Julius shook his head and vetoed his idea: "Don't think about it, even if it is a natural magic circle, once it is related to religion, many principles will no longer work. The supernatural powers used by the church are collectively called miracles. Pay attention to the trinity of heart, spirit, and flesh, which constitutes a sacred and indestructible one. It is not something I can do if I want to split the use of miracles."

(End of this chapter)