【Photography】Exorcism Secrets

In the huge library, in front of the bookshelves in the sparsely populated professional information area.

Aesop Carl took down a thick hardcover book from the shelf, and brushed off a thin layer of dust on the cover with his fingers.The book's cover is written in fancy Latin, and the title translates to "Illustrated Book of Monsters."Perhaps it is precisely because the ancient texts are too difficult to understand that this kind of interesting original scriptures are ignored.

But Aesop is familiar with them like an old friend.Because, Aesop's occupation is "exorcist".

The morning sun shines through the glass of the library window and sprinkles on Aesop's red cloak.Aesop flipped through the catalog skillfully, found the corresponding entry and turned it over.Then, he stared at the opened page and fell into thought.

The entry he opened was "Werewolf".The reason why he came here to check this is very simple: because today, a werewolf just wrote to him, saying that he wanted to talk about some things in person.

The werewolf who had dealt with him before, his name was Joseph De La Thornes.

The first time Aesop met the werewolf was in a mission.

At that time, the dream demon Fiona was rampant within the jurisdiction of the Exorcist Association. The association could not just sit idly by, so after assessing the difficulty of the task as medium, it sent the young Aesop with good aptitude but lack of experience to catch her.But neither the association nor Aesop himself expected that Aesop would run into a big trouble when he left.

That day, Aesop finally got his hands on the terrain around the Dream Demon's residence and started his actions.The time to act is during the day, because the succubus is weaker and easier to act.But when Aesop arrived at Fiona's residence, he found that the door was closed, and there was a voice of a man talking to Fiona in the room.

Aesop hid outside the door and listened for a while. He noticed that the two people were only talking about old friends, and the man's voice was a nice young voice, which sounded polite and did not look like an enemy.Just as he was standing in front of the door hesitating whether to break in, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open by a gust of wind. The head-on wind made Aesop subconsciously raise his hand to cover it. When he raised his head again, he realized that the spell of the wind was a dream. Devil hair, and the man he just heard talking was sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile.

The man looked like a young man, as he had imagined, with good-looking features and elegant demeanor.But to Aesop's surprise, the man had a pair of azure blue vertical pupils, and the way he squinted slightly reminded him of some ferocious beasts.And—the man had a pair of ears on top of his head, and he sat sideways facing Aesop, who could see a gray, shaggy tail behind the chair on which he leaned on his sword.

It's a werewolf.Aesop made a judgment almost instantly.

The man stood up and walked towards Aesop with a calm posture.He has a strong sense of oppression, and he smells like a powerful enemy.Aesop only felt his scalp tighten. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just as he was about to assume a defensive posture against the enemy, the man stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I didn't intend to fight you. Believe me You can also see that you have no chance of winning against the two of us alone. I just want to tell you: If you are interested, go back as soon as possible, and don’t disturb my conversation here. And—” He paused for a while, his eyes Turning back and forth on Aesop, "It's the first time I've seen a refreshing young exorcist, to be honest, you look quite pleasing to the eye, unlike those old-fashioned old guys who annoy me at a glance .”

After saying this, he turned around and walked back without looking at Aesop's reaction at all.The door closed in front of Aesop, leaving Aesop alone in a daze: What is this werewolf doing talking about?Should I just say "thank you for the compliment"?

Poor Aesop, a small society, has been entangled for a day because of what the young man did.After he returned to the association to report the situation, it was not until night, when he took off his clothes and equipment, that he discovered a frightening place:

There were several nicks on his shoulder armor, the marks were obviously made by the werewolf's sharp claws.The man carved a simple initials on his shoulder: J·D.

And Aesop didn't even notice.This means that it is easy for a man to take his life during the day.

Aesop was a little concerned about this abbreviation. He was embarrassed to ask the teachers and seniors, so he had to ask his friends.They were all in the association that day, so Aesop took the initiative to ask: "Have you ever seen a werewolf who looks good and whose initials are J·D?"

As soon as he spoke, the room fell into an eerie silence.After about ten seconds, a voice finally broke the silence: "Female?" the man asked.

The speaker was Nab Sabeda, the most straightforward person in their small group, bar none.Only then did Aesop understand where the people who had been silent just now were thinking. He blushed and tried to explain: "The point is not to look good, but to have a good temperament. Temperament...how should I put it..."

"Aesop, wait, let me remind you." This time it was William who spoke, "It's okay to associate with a werewolf, but half the probability of having a child is a werewolf, and the other half is a human. Have you figured it out?"

...The speed of the car is too fast. If he doesn't stop his friends, Aesop has no doubt that they will discuss the school district room in a while.Aesop took a deep breath, organized his thoughts against everyone's eyes, and then spoke: "First of all, he is a man, not what you think. Secondly, I raise this question because the last time I failed to catch the succubus was because of him .At the time he carved it on my shoulder armor, and I didn't realize it at all."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.Everyone's expressions became serious. Tracy opened the laptop on her lap, typed for a while, and then looked up and asked, "Is it Joseph De La Thornes? A person recognized by the association as an S-level mission difficulty Werewolf, the data records that he was not in our area last month."

She turned the computer screen to Aesop, and Aesop saw a picture.The protagonist of the photo has his familiar face, with a line of words next to it: "Werewolf Joseph De La Thornes".

This was his real acquaintance with Joseph De La Thornes.But he didn't expect that this person would appear in his life again so soon.

On this day, Aesop looked through a lot of information, but he failed to find the secret method to suppress werewolves in the end.What was written in the ancient books were still the methods he had heard badly, such as using silverware, etc., but for an exorcist mage without a T, if he hesitated, he would lose, and if he was decisive, he would give it for nothing. Yes, there is no chance of winning.

But Aesop went anyway, for a simple reason: he didn't want to embarrass the profession of an exorcist.Moreover, he had a wonderful premonition—this werewolf's friendliness was not fake, and this Mr. De La Thornes might really want to talk to him about something.

So that night, his guess came true.In a medieval-style jungle castle, Mr. Werewolf made him a pot of good English black tea, sat across from him and explained to him with a smile: "It's actually not a big deal, I only have two small things to say , but I think face-to-face communication is better. First, I plan to live in this area recently, but don’t be nervous, I won’t eat people, and I won’t take the initiative to interfere with the work of your association. Let me know, Please take care of me."

"...Then you prevented me from catching the succubus last time?" Aesop couldn't help asking.

"That's because you took the initiative to come to the door, and I happened to be there, so of course I want to make a move. What I said is that I will not actively interfere, but passive interference may be possible." Joseph did not change his face, with an innocent expression on his face.

"..."

"Second." Seeing that Aesop had nothing to say, Joseph continued, "I have been wanting to contact you to discuss the previous matter, but your name and association address are too difficult to find. I just found it. So Mr. Carl, can you give me a contact method? A mobile phone number or an email address is fine."

Aesop just picked up the black tea cup and took a sip, when he heard the words, he almost spit out.Didn't it mean that these monsters are very bad at using modern communication methods? !

He glanced at Joseph speechlessly, and Mr. Werewolf looked back at him with innocent and pitiful eyes, almost wagging his tail behind him.So Aesop had no choice but to compromise under the attack of the big dog. He took out his mobile phone, typed the mobile phone number on the screen and handed it to Joseph: "That's it, just write it down."

Next, he watched Joseph take out his mobile phone and skillfully save the number, and even called him back to ask him to save his number.When he walked out of the castle, Aesop's spirit was in a trance: Why is this werewolf like this, after a few days, he has learned how to be cute?What about a tough fight?

What he didn't know at this time was that the happy and entangled story between him and this Mr. Werewolf had just begun.

TBC