Werewolf hunting rules

"What do you want to say?" Clayton was in no mood to beat around the bush with him now.

Julius glanced at him: "If she didn't tell you, then I have no right to tell you."

Clayton looked at Donna's sleeping face and tried his best to lower his voice:

"What's the rule?"

Julius had no scruples about the volume. He returned to the table, stuffed the bottles and jars back into his pockets, and put on his clothes: "These are not rules I created out of thin air, but my niece and I abide by them." principle. If you want to ask for clarification, I suggest you wait until she wakes up."

The wizard fastened the last button and turned to look at Clayton.

"However, I don't recommend that you talk about it here. The reason is difficult to explain, but it is related to what I just found."

This has almost said everything. It seems that Donna has been involved with this extraordinary world for a long time.

Clayton sighed, sat down at the table, sprayed some pungent perfume into his nose, forcing himself not to care so much about it.

Mastering extraordinary powers is a good thing, as long as she doesn't inherit werewolf blood.

I just don’t know if Cuitisi knows this. If she knows, she still hides it from herself.

"What did you find?" he asked suppressing his mood.

"I borrowed the account book from Pei Lun and clarified some things." Julius also sat down opposite him, took out the account book from his pocket and handed it to him.

"About forty or fifty people came to Jevo last month. I can't get proof of the specific number at the moment, but one thing is certain - the number of people leaving Jevo is traceable. Most of the people who come here come from the city of Sasha There are church people and soldiers, and the rest are small businessmen and wanderers from all over the world. Throwing away the official people, most of the remaining people travel in groups. They bring their own carriages, or horses and donkeys, and only a few People come here on foot.”

Clayton quickly came to his senses based on his own experience of going to the countryside for purchasing.

There may be people who come alone on horseback, but if they want to bring more luggage, the saddle bag cannot hold more food. Foreigners with only one horse cannot bring a second person, unless they plan to collect it in the wild. Food is not a simple matter for ordinary people. It requires rich experience in wild life.

If the son of Padre Louis wants to leave Geveau, he will definitely choose to go with a stranger with a carriage, which is more secure, safer and more reliable.

The carriages of the church and the army would not let passers-by ride, and there were not many suspicious objects left. They would definitely get more useful clues from the people responsible for raising the horses.

Julius crossed his legs: "There are very few people in Gevaux who know how to raise horses, so our coachman Fraser must know a lot of things."

Clayton glanced at Donna again to make sure she was sleeping before speaking: "I also gained something here. Pei Lun said before that someone was looking for me, and we met them when we went out just now - it is a place called Easter Island The group of tomb robbers, they also seem to have the help of a spell caster. They discovered the cause of bad luck from the dead Big Paul, and now want to take back the necklace, and the price is high. One tomb robber even came privately for the reward. It didn't turn out well for us."

"The mist of misfortune is indeed useful for some black magic rituals, but my method of removing your misfortune will definitely destroy it." Julius said.

It seemed that the part promised to Winston could not be counted, but Clayton didn't care about this. He untied his clothes, took off the tomb robber's clothes inside, took out the documents from the outer pocket, and gave them to Julier Part of this.

"I think so, but since they want to bring back the bad luck jewelry, they may have some preparations that can be used to resist bad luck."

Julius frowned as he took the documents and flipped through them.

Before Clayton's hand stopped, the tomb robber's clothes seemed to be specially customized. In addition to the outward pockets on both sides, there were also several hidden pockets sewn on the inside that did not open. He weighed them one by one and found that most of them were the sound of coins colliding. Only one of them was the heaviest and there was no sound of collision, so he scratched it open with his nails and took out another bag from the secret bag.

Inside was a shrunken sallow human hand, which seemed to have been pickled with spices and had no disgusting smell.

This time the wizard didn't need to remind him, he knew what it was.

The Hand of Glory - known as the amulet of criminals. It is said to prevent them from disturbing the owner of the house during nighttime burglaries, or to warn criminals that there is still a threat in the house - the raw material is cut from death row prisoners Palms, after being boiled into oil, can also be used as ritual materials for the Black Mass, which is very convenient and blasphemous.

"Can this thing be transported?" he asked the wizard.

Julius looked up at it: "It has a little effect, it depends on who it was taken from, but such a small character probably won't be able to get anything good. The palm of a truly vicious criminal can."

The sallow human hand suddenly came to life, and its fingers collectively tapped the table, then bounced up and hit Julius in the face.

This supernatural turn of events shocked both of them.

Clayton slapped it on the table with quick eyes and hands, just like a cat catching a mouse.

Julius was unscathed, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be frightened. His face turned pale, his back pressed against the chair and he pushed back, causing the chair legs to make a loud noise on the ground.

Clayton looked back at Donna in panic, and was relieved to see that she was still sleeping.

Julius clutched his chest. The deformed chest restrained by the corset made him as delicate as a woman. He almost fainted after a few big gasps.

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb Donna's rest." Clayton warned him, and punched the living hand twice more.

"There are other spells on it, please loosen it."

After Julius reacted, he coughed and took out his wand. The tip of the wand pointed at the living hand that was eager to try for the second time. It emitted white fluorescence. Clayton heard him recite an ancient saying, and there was a white light like lightning. It shot out from the tip of the staff and hit the man's hand.

The sallow fingers twitched twice, and the whole hand turned over, struggling like a dying insect.

The wizard gave it two more blows, until the man's hand no longer moved visibly, and then he withdrew his wand angrily. "It seems that your guess is right. The maker of this strange object is one level higher than me. It is at least a [copper ring]. I can't completely abolish its mobility, but it is more than enough to shield his induction. .Now let’s get on with reading these files.”

Magicians grade themselves according to minerals, excluding the highest and rarest gold and silver, and the remaining ones from high to low are divided into mercury, tin, lead, copper, iron, and stone.

Although it only ranks third from the bottom, [Copper Ring] is actually the industry leader among spell casters.

Clayton glanced at the glorious hand silently, a little worried about Julius' reliability.

But he was not someone who liked to regret, so he only hesitated for a moment before giving up and continuing to open the documents and read them.

The contents of these documents on the tomb robbers are quite straightforward, but the grammar appears to be quite professional.

It sounds counterintuitive, but the common employers of organizations like Easter Island are basically knowledgeable people, including smart doctors who need to study corpses, collectors who want to explore taboos, and wealthy elites who need to smuggle contraband.

The documents in Clayton's hand involve the content of the reward for handing over the piece of bad luck jewelry, the transaction method, location and other information.

The person who wrote the documents in front of me was a professor from Sasha University. This person had no intention of shying away and left his name at the end of the document.

Christopher Camping Tinora.

Clayton had heard the name.

That was O'Leary Blanco's mentor, a professor of ancient science at Sasha University. Now it seemed that O'Reilly's guess was indeed true. His mentor was also a transcendent person, and of course he could detect unusual things in his students.

He told Julius about it, and Julius immediately understood.

"It turned out to be him."

Clayton found that the wizard's expression was unnatural: "Do you know him?"

"I was originally going to learn magic from him. Later, when the old man heard that he had contact with the doomsday seeker sect, he sent me to Stratas. Judging from the magic spell on this hand, this What a smart move." Julius showed a look of disdain.

He is just the [Iron Finger], but the mentor is the [Lead] who receives the cup, which can be said to have a bright future compared to the [Bronze Ring].

"Who are the doomsday seekers?"

"A group of madmen who believe that the end of the world is near. Because they can't wait until the end of the world, they will create artificial disasters as enlightenment from the prophets." The wizard took the document in Clayton's hand and compared it with the one he was reading. , couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "This method is not bad. Use items with mist of misfortune as talismans to resist misfortune from other sources. It seems that he has reached a bottleneck in his research, and he actually wants to use fate as a boost. Well, you Take another look at the documents I have here."

He pushed the document in his hand over. The handwriting on the document was the same as the part Clayton had looked at before. It was obviously written by Professor Christopher, but the paper and ink marks showed that they were not written at the same time.

The content on this piece of paper was a little newer, and the content in it made Clayton couldn't help but frown.

"No matter who sees these words, I am enthusiastic. As long as the specified goods are delivered, you can get a high reward of 3,000 pounds. If the goods still have signs of life when they are delivered, I will be willing to do so." For more money, even magical treasures are available. Below are the possible locations and appearances of the goods."

"It is a strange-looking beast. I am not sure of its specific appearance, but its size must be larger than a goat and smaller than a horse. It has bendable fingers. It currently lives in the forests of Sasha City and surrounding areas. Due to its delay, it But when you see the words, its position may have changed."

"Please note that this beast will be attracted to misfortune. If you happen to have the relics of a recognized unfortunate person on hand, you may be able to use this as bait to seduce it. Or there may be other ways."