The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 81 The Silent Field
St. Alvin Parish is a great place.

The trains roared on the tracks day and night, and people would walk on the streets here at any time of night, so it was difficult to keep things secret.

Clayton led Florentin, Julius, and Barbara to avoid the suspicion of passers-by by pretending to patrol the streets wearing vigilante star badges and lanterns.

All the Hook detectives in the Bronze Horse Inn must die tonight.

This is not because of Grogne's order. Clayton himself decided this way. He told himself that if he wants to maintain a normal life, he must kill all these people, as well as the spider priest Athena Berruger. , because the war has already begun, he has no room for retreat.

In such a mood as if returning to the battlefield, he already had a familiar sense of oppression in his heart.

Before the future confession, he was already morbidly aroused by the pressure, which hardly had anything to do with his werewolf blood.

The only shortcoming is that in this four-person team, only he and Florentine can use firearms.

Julius is better at magic, but Barbara is willing to use a gun, but a citizen who has no experience in using guns says so, and Clayton can't believe her.

So he confiscated her gun, but lent her his staff and sword.

Using a sword in the wrong way can only sprain your wrist, and using a gun in the wrong way may reduce the number of teammates before the battle begins.

The road is silent, and the sound of pedestrians' leather shoes stepping on the ground sounds in a certain rhythm, leisurely and peaceful.

The street lamps are arranged in rows, and the lights of warm colors are lit up every 35 yards.

After the train arrives at the station, the sad people get off the train, and then rush to other places sadly.

Every once in a while, the ground shaking and the whistle of the train will approach the urban area, cover up all the sounds with the drumbeat that seems to penetrate the soul, stay quietly for a while, and then roar through here, and sink into the forest along the track, After the train left, everything resumed, and the small voices were redistinguishable from each other.

"Steel Tides," is the name a local critic gave to the phenomenon.

The Steel Tide had come not long ago, and the next time it might take an hour to cover Clayton's operation in time, but there was already a solution for this.

The three-dimensional small copper horse sculpture above the door of the Bronze Horse Hotel and the row of upright letter signs behind it cast long shadows in the moonlight, and the lights in the windows were all extinguished. At this time, the hotel was closed.

Clayton had observed in the afternoon that all the rooms here had been rented out, so the store manager didn't have to stay up late waiting for guests to come to the door.

The less people are awake, the more they can do.

Most of the Hook detectives who came to Sasha City retreated from the room, but there are three more here, all of whom are their targets.

When there was no one on the road, Clayton came to the door of the hotel and pressed his hand on it.

It couldn't be pushed, the door was obviously locked.

"Falentine," he called.

The "mummy" completely removed the facial decorations, revealing the nearly dry eye sockets and thin cheeks below, and an obscure wave expanded silently from his line of sight.

Where the undulations swept, the sound of the wind on the branches was gone, and the song of the birds at night was gone, and the sound of their own breathing was gone.

If it weren't for their eyes to see things, they might think that the world has disappeared at this moment.

Although Clayton had let him use this ability before, the effect still made everyone feel uncomfortable, and they couldn't adapt in a short period of time.

This is what Florentine is capable of.

Deprived of sound and vibration—at the expense of never being able to sleep.

After losing these perceptions of the outside world, they can hardly control the force of their bodies, and they feel light and airy.And everything the vision sees is like a wriggling oil painting, which is disgusting.

Barbara bent over, trying to throw up something, but held back.

Julius managed to regain his balance by dabbing a refreshing ointment under his nose.

Clayton suppressed all nausea with unfounded anger.

Falentin's ability is a regional effect, as long as it is affected within the range, the only way to end it is to complete the task first.

He kicked at the door of the hotel, the latch broke in the groove, and the wooden door bounced hard to the bottom, but the sound that usually alarmed everyone was completely eliminated in the cursed field.

He put Julius outside to protect Florentine, while he brought Barbara in.

Although Clayton wanted to lead the magician to fight, Barbara definitely couldn't help Florentine. She still couldn't control her ability well, and she might accidentally take the blessing with only a mortal physique. Lundin froze to death.

Detective Hook's room was easy to find. It was a group of guests who rented a room at the same time on the registration form under the counter on the first floor.

Excluding those detectives who have already checked out, the rest of the room is their target.

Clayton took Barbara up to the second floor, counted the house number and opened the nearest Detective Hook's room. A man was sleeping on the bed inside, and there was only one hat on the coat rack.

The detective was sleeping with all his clothes on and maybe a gun under his pillow.

But because the sound was muffled, the famously sharp detectives couldn't detect their intrusion, and they couldn't hear his snoring.

Clayton gestured to Barbara, and they split up to find investment materials and firm documents carried by the detective. His briefcase also contained Hooker's employee ID cards, which made them sure they didn't Find the wrong person.

They didn't have time to look at those documents carefully, and they had to act quickly.

Seeing the sleeping detective, the vampire's eyes flashed a green light, but in the end he did not act out of line.

After taking the briefcase, Creighton shot the sleeping man in the head.

All sounds are silent.

There are only four of them. Considering that their behavior cannot be suspected by people on the street, they can only control two people at most, and this one is redundant.

But the other two just lived a little longer.

No matter what kind of business agreement they signed with the Sasha City Government, and what kind of relationship it has with the Holy Grail, Clayton doesn't need to have a deep understanding, he just needs to stop them before they reach it.

If one party disappears or dies, the other party will of course not be able to complete the agreement.

They walked out the door into the room of the second Detective Hook.

The same man is lying on the bed.

Clayton beckoned Barbara closer, and he jumped on top of the detective, pinning his limbs.

Under the heavy pressure, Detective Hook woke up immediately.

He struggled with his limbs, but he couldn't get rid of the power of the werewolf at all.He opened his mouth wide and shouted, but the sound couldn't even come out of his mouth.

In his frightened eyes, Barbara took out a small crystal bottle and poured him the powerful sedative formulated by Julius inside.

Participating in combat for the first time, Barbara was more excited than when Clayton first joined the army.

She was glad that she had the opportunity to participate in the killing.

When Clayton noticed this from the corner of his eye, it was too late to regret.

Julius's level of potion was really good, and within 20 seconds, the Hook detective went limp.

Everything went like hell.

Clayton got up from him, sorted out the documents and cash here and put them in a unified suitcase.

"next."

Knowing that Barbara couldn't hear him now, he spoke subconsciously as he acted.

He carried his suitcase and walked to the room of No. 3 Hooke detective.

　This chapter is changed first, because the update time is too dark, and the author is not so clear at the moment

　　
　
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