Werewolf Hunting Rules.

Chapter 452 Getting to the bottom of things
All the information about Jeremy had been sent to Sasha City in an envelope. When Julius decided to return to Sasha City, Clayton told him: "I want to stay and take care of something."

This was a last-minute change of idea. Wei Aodi did not become safe because they had obtained any secrets, but Clayton's attitude was so matter-of-fact that it vaguely infected Julius, so he also decided to stay and deal with some things - not with Clayton.

Regardless of the danger, Wei Aodi does have many opportunities.

If he could make good use of the spiritual stimulation brought by the crisis, he might be able to "ascend" ahead of time.

Before parting with his companions, the wizard gave his employer a final warning: "You really pissed off those werewolves this time. If I were you, I would be more careful. Or find a way to get in touch with the Sacred Heart Fraternity."

Clayton was noncommittal.

It's funny to say that among the two parties competing in Wei Aodi, these two guys are at odds with their own kind. This is probably fate.

It was already daybreak, and Julius sat down in a cafe. After ordering breakfast, he lit a cigarette melancholy to refresh himself.

While waiting for the waiter to serve the food, he couldn't help but reach his left hand into his pocket and stroke the smooth glass surface with his fingertips - there were three small bottles, each containing the pituitary glands of the three extraordinary beings who died in Warehouse No. 96.

While the union's helpers were loading the silver, he secretly used tools from the warehouse to open the three heads and took them out.

Compared to these flesh and blood components that are truly worth researching, silver is nothing more than something dispensable.

Alchemy, witchcraft, and blood esotericism, these three have a lot of intersections in the field of internal medicine. Julius studies two of them at the same time. Human body materials are indispensable to his improvement. Compared with ordinary human corpses, the fresh corpses of extraordinary people are extremely precious and difficult to obtain.

"How long has it been since I improved myself?" he asked himself.

Ever since leaving Strasbourg, he had been hanging out in the Presbyterian Church in Sasha City.

The atmosphere of the college being too involved in politics and the daily behavior of the Elders' Council using money to bribe the government officials in Sasha City have influenced Julius. Some people, who are not very capable, can be promoted to the emperor just by talking and making friends. Some people were originally loyal to their duties, but experiencing a financial crisis is enough to make them become profit-seeking.

For a long time, although he was pursuing the path he was following, he was not in a hurry, until the situation in Wei Aodi made him re-examine the power he possessed.

He always has helpers and backers, and even if he fails temporarily, he can wait for the situation to turn around. But what if all these are gone? What if the opponent is so strong that he doesn't care about these things?

This feeling of uneasiness began to germinate when Hazel imprisoned him in the Busby Building, and it grew to its peak when he saw the traces of the battle left by Clayton's fight with the Conriones.

Julius couldn't help but imagine: If it was him who faced the werewolves at No. 96, would he be able to survive?
I'm afraid it won't work.

He's not even as good as the mad wizard with the Keyball.

To protect yourself and destroy the enemy, you don't necessarily need great destructive power. You can also be able to predict the future, come and go without a trace, protect yourself, or even have superb skills in poisoning.

But he was lacking in every aspect.

The best way for a wizard to improve himself is to hone his talent while meditating. Julius' talent lies in deduction, which is very helpful for alchemy and divination, but relying on these to increase power is too slow. Even if he works hard, it will take him about seven years to ascend. The chaotic situation is expanding, and he must become a "bronze ring" quickly.

In order to achieve this goal, Julius set his sights on the Key Group.

Although those in the Key Group are mediocre people with incomplete wizarding talents who can only temporarily gain spellcasting abilities by taking drugs, their brains have been repeatedly stimulated by hallucinogens, leaving traces of the opening and closing of the door to their talents.

If he could collect enough brains of crazy wizards from the Key Group, he might be able to research an opportunity for ascension.

In other words, he now had to find a way to hunt down these crazy wizards in the East District.

This is a difficult situation. The waiter has brought the food and beer. Julius doesn't even raise his head, but just stares at his reflection in the glass window, thinking.

After learning Jeremy Busby's secret, Clayton did not leave Viodi as he had previously decided, but changed his mind again.

There was one thing he had to understand.

Ever since he listened to the recording, this doubt has been lingering in his mind, cooling his mood which had just improved.

The scene in Jeremy's dream was so strange that Clayton couldn't describe it. When he heard Jeremy describe the man in black in his dream, he had a strange feeling in his heart, as if Jeremy was talking about himself - a person he didn't know was talking about himself without meeting him. If it was just like this, it seemed that it could be explained by coincidence and psychological effects.

But the prophetess of the True Word House told Jeremy that the man who was related to the wolf would eat Jeremy. This reminded Clayton of the question Norris had asked when he met him again not long ago.

"Clayton, have you ever eaten a human?"

At that time, Clayton couldn't understand why Norris suddenly asked this question, but if Norris was Jeremy, he had absolutely sufficient reason to ask Clayton this question.

Clayton's suspicions grew.

Jeremy and Norris are two very different names, and their identities and status are apparently very different, but Clayton couldn't help but associate this dream with Norris.

Will Norris be Jeremy?
He shouldn't have doubted him.
This old friend who he met again after a long absence claimed to be the head of a large family. Clayton once thought that he was Turo Orenste, the current patriarch of the Orenste family, but later Mr. Cuomo came to visit and during the conversation Mr. Cuomo called Norris Argon.

So either Norris lied, or the person in charge of the Orlanst family is not the official patriarch.

But no matter which situation it is, Norris still maintains his mystery.

Clayton had seen Morgan before, the illegitimate daughter of Jeremy Busby, who had the same purple eyes as Norris, which could be explained by her mother's bloodline, but when the seeds of suspicion were planted, any discord would be magnified in people's minds. Moreover, Norris himself admitted that his family had mastered a trick of changing their appearance.

His current face and identity are not real.

Norris is Clayton's best friend, but Jeremy is the indirect culprit who caused his life and death in the past year. Clayton is determined to find out the truth himself, even if staying in Weiodi will face the most severe revenge from the Kongliones.

After making his decision, Clayton returned to the house where Norris had hosted him.

Norris was no longer there, but the guards in front of the door were still patrolling in an orderly manner, and they skillfully made way when they saw him.

After entering the house, Clayton first went to the dining room to check. Mr. Cuomo's body had been handled very cleanly, without any blood. The servants passed by the dining room door as usual, as if they knew nothing.

Mr. Cuomo must have known something, but he is dead.

Clayton felt a little regretful. He really shouldn't have used Cuomo to force Norris to express his position. In this way, he could have forced some things out of Cuomo afterwards.

Now he couldn't go to Orlanst to ask about this matter, because he promised Norris to keep the other party's identity and past confidential, and at the same time he couldn't reveal that he knew these secrets, so even in public, it would be best if they had no intersection at all.

He sat in the main seat where Norris had sat and thought. After thinking for a while, he reached out and pulled the rope bell and shook it.

Not long after, a servant appeared in front of him, but it was not the servant who brought him to see Norris.

"Where is the servant who received me before?" Clayton asked casually.

The servant answered him: "He has gone to do the errand that the master has ordered."

Clayton sighed. Judging from the time, the servant went to do his errand as soon as he left, but Norris had clearly left earlier than him. How could he give the servant a new errand?

Unless Norris came back again after he left.

Clayton got up and left the restaurant, then wandered aimlessly around the house.

Norris used this place as a place to relax, but because it lacked the unique spiritual outlook of the people living here, Clayton felt that it was no different from the big house he rented in Sasha City, big and empty.

He searched every room but found nothing.

Norris seemed to come here only when he was looking for relaxation, so he left no personal belongings and there were no signs of use on the furniture.

Maybe I should go see Morgan again, Clayton thought.

I was yang a few days ago, and I just recovered today