The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 68 The Diviner

"To reproduce such a miracle, you have to find a bishop of the diocese." Julius frowned and concluded.

Clayton wasn't too happy with his conclusions.

There are many bishops, but few diocesan bishops.

There are only seven diocesan bishops in all the dioceses in Sasha City (the Diocese of St. Solot currently has no incumbents), and he, a werewolf, has no ability to recruit priests.

In Clayton's memory, the image of the priests still stays in the life of Batenu 20 years ago. Those priests would leave the church on grand festivals, wear gorgeous robes and go to the street to give lectures publicly, with proud and calm expressions , Every word and deed seems to be telling the truth.

He still believes that those people cannot be moved by money.

Clayton turned to another question: "So is there anything you can do to improve my inspiration?"

Julius looked him up and down, then at the detective.

Clayton hands the detective the camera and sends him off to take pictures of the walls, and the conversation continues.

"You seem to be a sealer? Since you are a werewolf, what is the phase of the moon on your birthday?"

The Sealed Ones are the result of the ancient Darkborn family disguising themselves as human beings. They lost their power, but they also lost their curse. Only when the Dark Moon summoned them again did their bloodlines revive and quickly regain their beastly power.

Although Grogne forbade him to use member data, he was beaten by Clayton, and he was sure that was not the power a newborn should have.

Creighton did the math and told him it was a full moon night.

"The werewolves born on the night of the full moon are more inclined to the fighting school. It seems that you can only accumulate slowly, unless you rely on some special potions and rituals to improve." Julius said: "However, rituals often require a price. Buying potions More common. I heard that in some colonies, my colleagues use toads as medicine, we use swamp mud, amanita, imported mummy powder, etc., the effect is ok, you can choose your favorite potion purchase."

This answer made the werewolf very uncomfortable.

"Sounds like I should really think about it," he said half-mockingly. "Then how is your divination level?"

Julius smiled confidently: "I'm somewhat accomplished."

"Athina Pruger, do you know where she is?"

Although he usually idles around, Julius still knows the name Spider Priest.

His face collapsed, and he told the truth reluctantly: "Not good, I don't have her materials, and she is also my colleague, with stronger mana than me, and has ways to counter divination. Of course, this It's all about being older."

"What is her material?"

"Except for information such as birthdays and places of birth. It is physical materials such as hair, minions, flesh and blood. However, experienced spellcasters will conceal their own information and use rituals to eliminate the activity of lost physical materials. The closest things are basically It is the material of their relatives, but the effectiveness has dropped to another level, and if the relationship between the two parties is poor, the effectiveness will decrease accordingly."

Julius counted with his fingers to Clayton, somewhat slack.

He had heard of the Holy Grail Society, which seemed to be a place where the relationship between parents and children was not very close and harmonious, and that group of people was trying to spread their way of life to all parts of the world along with the mission.

But he didn't care, the family atmosphere of the Jiaminian family felt that it could no longer be bad.

Clayton stroked his beard, and he suddenly discovered that there was a guy who was very qualified and loved Athena deeply, and Athena didn't know that she was alive.

It seemed as though everyone in the Grail Society had concluded that Clara was dead.

Assuming Clara was useful, he'd be able to find Athena very quickly.

As long as Athena didn't realize that she had exposed her position and identity, he could finish her with one shot.

"If I say that her daughter is in my house, and her daughter admires her very much, how much can you do with her?" He asked tentatively.

The young mage was stunned for a while, and didn't answer immediately, but wanted to satisfy his curiosity:

"How did you catch her?"

Clayton didn't want to say more, and perfunctory said: "No one wanted her, so I picked her up."

That didn't sound like a serious thing to do, and Detective Bruno moved behind him, moving a little away from Clayton.

Julius showed inexplicable tolerance and understanding, and didn't ask any further: "If what you said is true, then I can narrow down the divination results to about half the diocese."

That's one sixteenth of the city.

"That's enough."

Clayton was very satisfied: "You come to my house at that time"

"Ahem, I heard someone say that I know how to divination." Bruno spoke out for his own happiness: "Can you help me predict the time when I will find my true love?"

"I'm busy today," Julius told him.

"Then let's go together. We just went to Clayton's house to get developer solution to develop photos." The detective had the audacity to join Clayton's team.

For his state, Clayton was a little bit dissatisfied:
"Don't become a person who is obsessed with getting married like Joe, you will become unhappy."

Bruno looked at him sadly: "A rich person like you will never understand the happiness of marriage, which is a rare and legitimate source of happiness for us poor ghosts."

"I thought Sunwaite Beer was your wife."

Clayton finally raised his camera and took a picture of the magic circle on the wall, then turned around and led Julius towards the exit.

The detective followed suit.

"Bottles can't cook," he muttered.

Clayton didn't want to involve Bruno in his affairs.

So he took Julius into the study, locked the detective out, and sent him to the bathroom with developing solution to develop the pictures.

There are three tall bookshelves in the study room, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place where people can hide.

Julius was still looking for the secret door and secret passage, but saw Clayton take down a glass fish tank covered with silk from a shelf nailed to the wall.

The werewolf lifted the silk cloth with his magical hands, revealing the human head inside.

"Is she the head?!"

Julius' expression gradually became hellish.

Clayton felt that he was even more of a novice than he thought. The elder's son shouldn't be like this:

"It's nothing unusual, dark descendants are not very human, don't you?"

Julius looked complicated: "I didn't inherit my father's blood, I'm a pure human being." He changed the topic: "You should have told me earlier, and, is she still alive?"

Clara in the fish tank suddenly opened her eyes.

Julius took a few steps back, almost knocking over the chair.

"Why do you seem to have never seen anything?" Clayton finally raised his eyebrows, and it was the first time he laughed at others for not seeing anything.

Julius stood firm, very annoyed: "Did you ever see a moving head when you were a human?"

"Uh, I've seen one who can't speak."

Clayton carried Clara to the table, she greeted them, and the werewolf asked Julius to take a little blood from her without much resistance.

"What are you doing?"

Clara innocently watched Julius smear his own blood on a crystal pendant, closed her eyes and murmured in an obscure language.

Clayton hesitated, then told her, "We're helping you find your mother."

(End of this chapter)