The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 92
Viva, that venerable lady.

Clayton did not expect that when he saw her again, she was already sleeping in the grave.

It's still in the criminal cemetery.

In order to prevent the dead from occupying the living land of the living, criminals are the first to be abandoned.

This place is more like a cellar than a cemetery. The Dorne Kingdom imitated the customs of the Republic of Milenti to build these new tombs.

Here, the dead have no tombstone and no past.

They were roughly wrapped in a white cloth and stuffed sideways into recesses in the wall, like dishes in a cupboard, or chrysalis in a beehive.With nothing covering their remains, names and dates of death are written beside the pits where they belong, and fade with time, destined to be forgotten.

As long as the visitors wanted to, he could drag the corpses out of those "drawers" at any time.

Wei Wa closed her eyes, her body had slowed down the rate of decay due to the colder weather, but there was a layer of white mold on her face, which was caused by the harsh environment of the criminal cemetery.

"What crime did she commit to die?" Clayton asked the servant.

It seemed absolutely unfair to him that Viva would be here.

What crime can a man commit when his heart is dead and he can still maintain his sanity in front of the man who killed his husband?Who can condemn this venerable lady?

The servant didn't know Viva, so he was more rational: "The reason for the conviction was an attempted suicide, but she was not sentenced to death—of course, the crime of suicide is not that serious, and the Public Security Department sentenced her to a one-month sentence. Then her cellmates killed her, and the parish council couldn't find the lady's family, and because she was serving time, they sent her here."

"Her cellmate?" Clayton licked his gradually elongated fangs: "What kind of sinner would hurt such a noble person?"

Viva recognized Athena's conspiracy and didn't shoot him. He felt that he should pay back.

"The sinner was lying under her, and she was sentenced to death not long after killing someone." The servant said, pointing to the corpse lying in the niche on the bottom floor. "You recognize Viva?"

"She left a deep impression on me, she's a good one." Clayton restrained his desire to attack and shrugged: "It's true that good and evil are rewarded."

"Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with good and evil. Her cellmates killed her because of fear."

The attendant summoned Clayton to move down Viva's body, and then untied the shroud on her body and laid it on the ground. The clothes on Viva's body were the clothes she wore when she saw Clayton for the last time. Clayton looked at her The left hand is missing a piece, which is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the church watchdog on Wandering Street.

"I didn't intend to count her as William's victim before, but her experience is indeed... quite special. I think William's changes may have something to do with her." The servant squatted down, staring at the dead man's closed eyes, faintly Expecting her to get up and say something, but this hope is in vain, he can only tell her story from the perspective of others.

"Last month, probably on Wednesday, the guards at Becket Women's Prison invited our priest, Father Drumton, to preach as usual. The job was the same as in the past, and it ended quickly, but after the sermon, the priest Ms. Viva's roommates started a riot, they wanted to see the priest, claiming that there were witches who needed to be cleansed. So Father De Langton invited me over again."

When the servant said this, his tone was a little proud. It is not something that everyone can do to distinguish a witch.

"When I arrived, they told me that Ms. Viva would keep talking in her dreams, as if she was chanting a spell, but she didn't know anything about the content of the talking after waking up. This is obviously a sign of demon possession. But because of related I don’t think so, because demons can only possess darkborn. And Ms. Viva herself told what she saw in her dream.” He paused, and suddenly swallowed belatedly Salivating, seeing Wei Wa's expression was a little nervous, as if recalling something horrifying again.

"She said that she didn't say anything in the dream, but heard someone else talking. When she 'woke up' in the dream, I don't know if I should use the word, but she was sure she was at that moment. She was awake. I went on to say that when she woke up, what she saw was the same as the reality. She was still in the cell of the prison, but everyone else disappeared, and the cell door was opened. A voice of indistinguishable male and female Hovering in the sky, as if calling for something. She walked through the night in the empty prison, but the prison in the dream was still in daylight. I must say, this is indeed a bizarre thing, she behaved very well in reality. It’s like a symptom of a demon, you know what a demon is, right?”

Facing God Attendant's inquiry, Clayton nodded: "I know something, but not much."

He knew this word before he became a werewolf and actually came into contact with the other world.

Its extended meaning is probably that the eyes of people are covered by the devil, so they see bizarre visions.

Similar incidents have been reported in many rural areas. This was the case before this year. There is another word for the same phenomenon in the colonies of the Western Continent. However, most of the cases eventually turned out to be overdoses of psychotropic drugs by the victims. Clayton It has always been assumed that this is the case in all cases.

Now it seems that many things are worth re-examining.

"Magic obstacles do exist, but they are divided into two types." The servant explained to him: "One is that there are real devils intervening, and the other is that people's inspiration is too high and they are connected to the fairyland. I am here For the record, I don't agree with your interpretation of Wonderland, but it's a good term. In general, things in Wonderland are more surreal than real, and it doesn't appear to be a [-]:[-] model of reality. Ms. Viva What I saw was not a fairyland, but there were no traces of the devil on my body."

"We asked her some questions about what she saw in her dream and compared it with the prison in reality. The answer was surprising. She actually knew the structure of some rooms that prisoners should not know, and this was all she explored in her dream. But we don't have similar case results to analyze the category she belongs to, after many different tests, the only thing we can be sure of is that her inspiration is really high, if she chooses to be a witch, ten years is enough Make your mark in a big city like Sasha."

"I know that Ms. Viva was once found by the priests of the Holy Grail Order. That guy's name is Athena Pruger, who is proficient in black magic. She may have done something to Viva." Clayton interrupted him, But provides additional clues.In the lieutenant's mind, if there were those religious lunatics, then nothing would be surprising.

"The Holy Grail? Maybe so, but that doesn't explain what Viva saw."

The god attendant's expression became serious: "The traces left by the invisibility technique are indeed difficult to find, but demons are different from devils. If there is no master nearby to restrain them, the areas they pass through will cause widespread mental disorders. Unless the person you mentioned The heresy is in prison, otherwise this phenomenon cannot be explained. Or they have developed a new technique of blasphemy."

"I think our topic has deviated from the incident we want to solve." Clayton spread his hands: "We should talk about your dog, I will find a way to investigate what happened to Viva later, but in After I eradicate all enemies."

"Actually, this is what I want to say." The servant looked at Clayton sincerely: "When Viva was still alive, there was nothing special about her. But after her death, her left hand made William Gained strange abilities—let’s assume this is true, but the piece of meat is already in William’s stomach, so we can no longer tell, and the means we have are not enough to detect the abnormality on Viva. So, here There might be a way to test where the exception occurs."

Clayton blinked his eyes, and soon realized what God Attendant meant.

The rage caused his stature to grow sharply, and his incomplete werewolf body almost blocked this aisle.

The sharp claws wiped the face of the god attendant and slapped the niche behind him, shaking off a layer of dust.

"What do you think I am? A beast?!"

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