Werewolf hunting rules

There is no difference between day and night in Wonderland, but this country has a clear distinction between work and rest time.

In the central square of this "country", a huge hourglass about the same height as an adult male is suspended in a metal bracket made of wood and metal, next to a slightly smaller copper bell.

Every eight hours, the sand in the hourglass will completely settle in the lower part, and the two guardians of the hourglass will turn the hourglass over at this moment and ring the big bell at the same time to remind the people of this country that the time here has reached the next hour. One round.

The first time Clayton heard the bells here was at the end of the party.

When the bell rang, the musicians stopped playing, and the male and female guests who were dancing gracefully last moment also took back their hands and took leave of him.

After all the guests left the hall, Clayton left the throne under the service of two servants.

He stayed until the end to wait for the two absent female nobles, but they did not come back - just like Edwards.

When he was about to approach his bedroom, he pushed away the servants who were holding candles according to worldly etiquette. After they left, he walked through the corridor again and returned to the banquet hall. He walked to the guest table and stood in the empty room. The scent of the two female nobles was discernible in the room.

They put on perfume, which was a scent made from natural plants. It was soft, sweet and unique, allowing the werewolf to clearly distinguish the path of the scent.

Clayton had a suspicion, and now he was going to test it.

The two scents almost combined. It was obvious that the two women were following the same path and might have the same purpose. Clayton followed their past movement and walked outside the castle, then walked along the wall on the left, and successfully arrived at a remote small door in the corner of the castle. The door was still closed, and Clayton's extraordinary ear could hear it. There was a faint groaning sound in the room on the corridor side behind the door.

Those were the sounds of Edwards and two women enjoying themselves.

It was a spontaneous joy and excitement, completely devoid of the restrained desire atmosphere Edwards claimed.

Clayton already fully understood who was the greedy person. He sneered in his heart. He no longer needed to listen to the voices here. He turned around and was about to leave, but the shadow under his feet suddenly trembled, and a chill came from his feet.

The next moment, a monster with the front half of a black cat and the back half of a python sprang out of the shadow, coiled around his legs from bottom to top, the hair on its back stood up, and the glands hidden between the hair and scales evaporated outward. A lavender mist emerges.

Edwards' thief worm familiar!

While holding his breath, Clayton's right hand instantly expanded, and his black claws completely grasped and crushed the thief worm's head.

Despite losing his head, the headless snake's tail was still tightly entangled in his legs.

He reached out again, dug his nails into the scales, and tore off the remains of its body, throwing it aside and making a huge gap through the bushes that the gardener had carefully trimmed.

After Clayton finished all this based on his instinctive fighting reaction, he began to think about how to deal with the current situation. From the corner of his eye, he saw part of the broken little head of the thief worm in the bushes being bridged together, and the horizontal shape in his green one eye. Hitomi stared at him coldly, looking at him.

Clayton's thoughts paused for a moment, and a black spot suddenly appeared in his mind, and a buzzing sound that seemed to have been circulating since ancient times sounded from the black spot.

Any of his thoughts that touch this black spot will quickly cease - as if his desire to think has been taken away.

If you lose the desire to think as motivation, you will naturally stop thinking.

Clayton had studied Clara's existence and immediately realized that this was the power of the devil to devour desires and emotions.

He can't solve it.

Creatures possessed by demons will have extremely strong resilience, but if the host body is completely destroyed, the demon will still be affected to a certain extent. For example, the magic originally released will be interrupted, and the curse on others will also fail.

But this is a fairyland, and the bodies inhabited by demons are more difficult to die than the outside world, so their spells almost lose the possibility of being interrupted by external forces.

As the black spot continued to expand, turning from a small spot into a black area, Clayton's thinking became slow, but his consciousness had not yet fallen into this black spot that could swallow desire. He could feel something Another soul is sharing this pressure for him

The sounds in the room stopped the moment the thief worm appeared. The two women on the bed saw Edwards' expression change, and then pushed them away and walked out of the bed.

He had no shame and walked out of the room naked into the corridor.

The gnosis showed no danger, and Edwards pushed open the door that had previously blocked Clayton without hesitation, but there was nothing outside the door. Only the remains of the thief worm slowly wriggled and recovered in the gap in the bushes. .

Whoever caused this scene must have resisted the power of the devil.

The power of demons is not easy to resolve. The easiest way to resist is to let another demon help.

And recently, there is indeed another demon in this country.

"Those outsiders?"

Edwards' eyes swept across the mess, but he didn't sense the aura of another demon. He frowned and picked up his broken familiar, inspected the injury before throwing it down, turned back indoors, put on his gorgeous dress, and immediately walked upstairs.

The servants and attendants have all gone to rest, and the corridor is empty, which is perfect for him to walk quickly, but usually no one dares to stop him.

Edwards arrived outside the king's bedroom in a short while. He did not open the door, but his expanded gnosis had already detected that there was no one in the room, and his face immediately turned gloomy.

"Someone! Go get our king."

He stopped mid-shouting, walked quickly to the corridor window and looked out.

When he calmed down, the sound of weapons clashing outside could be clearly heard.

On the school grounds, the new king is dueling with the princess.

They held spears and fought with each other. While attacking, their eyes were always fixed on each other without any deviation. This state of concentration seemed to have lasted for a while.

Edwards has always relied on the power of gnosis and demons to perceive the world, and his own hearing is not outstanding. He tried to recall whether the sound of their battle was there from the beginning, but to no avail.

A servant reported this to him a few hours ago.

The new king seems to have a special liking for this kind of duel training, and what he is doing now may not be a whim.

He went downstairs to the school grounds again and stood next to them at close range.

From the perspective of the demon warlock, there are obvious impurities in the emotions of both the king and the princess.

This may be because they still have doubts about the country, or it may be that they are involved in what just happened.

"His Majesty."

Edwards approached and spoke. Clayton was attracted by his voice, but then the princess caught him carelessly. She stabbed the king with a spear, and the tip of the spear penetrated the king's eye socket deeply. Entering, the depth has definitely penetrated the brain.

Edwards felt a little warmth on his lips. He put a little of it in front of his eyes and found that it was the blood of the new king.

He also wanted to sense the king's emotions, but Clayton's brain was destroyed, and of course there was no emotion left.

"Father!"

The girl screamed, dropped her spear, ran to the fallen body, and embraced him in her arms.

This seemed like a miss for her, so the mood swings were extremely intense, all impurities were extracted, and there was no trace of performance.

Obviously, these outsiders have not yet fully adapted to the rules of Wonderland.

Edwards suddenly felt bored. There was nothing worth investigating here, and the piercing screams made him not want to stay here any longer. Maybe he thought wrongly, and it was another enemy that attacked his familiar.

His enemies were plotting against him while he wasted his time.

"Your Majesty will be fine soon."

He dropped a word, then turned and left, walking in the direction outside the castle. He wanted to use another method to identify his enemies.

Donna sat on her knees on the ground, holding Clayton's upper body motionless with a tear-stained face. Until the wound on his head healed, she whispered her anger into his ear.

"You lied to me! You said you would block it!"

A few minutes ago, Clayton had a mental abnormality, and Donna had maintained a destiny link with Clayton from beginning to end, so she immediately sensed this, and Clayton quickly found her and asked her to accompany him in Edwards. Acting out a scene is just like the training they did before.

It turns out otherwise.

Even if it is the same attack, there is a difference between piercing the heart of a loved one and piercing the eyeballs of a loved one.

Donna was afraid of that familiar but broken face.

Clayton sat up from her arms, his nose twitching, and did not answer her until he confirmed that Edwards was not nearby: "If I don't lie to you first, then I can't lie to Edwards."

"This is really despicable." Donna said with a cry in her voice.

"But worth it."

Clayton stood up and looked up, scanning every window in the castle. No one was looking here.

Everyone but Edwards really thinks it's time to take a break.

They return to Donna's room, and she drags the Mosquito-Slayer out from under the bed to show him the cost of the escape.

This strange object that Clayton had not used many times had been damaged. Its ax handle was broken in the middle, and there were burn marks on the fracture. One edge of the double-edged ax was also broken. The metal material showed no trace of bending, but cracked directly like clay.

The Mosquito Slayer was not damaged by an external force, but was fused from the inside by the magic power contained within it.

When she sensed that Clayton was under the influence of the devil, Donna was also contaminated by this spiritual power. She immediately tried to use Clara's ability to resist this influence. But Clara could hardly resist in front of Edwards' familiar, so Donna did not hesitate to use the magic of object substitution to designate the Mosquito Slayer as a substitute for herself and Clayton.

"What a pity." Clayton's sentiment of cherishing things rose again.

However, if he does not feel it is a pity, the spell that refers to the object's form cannot be activated, because only important items that the owner of the object has placed his emotions on can be used as a substitute.

The power of just one hand is enough to completely destroy a strange object. Edwards' power is more powerful than they imagined.

It's just that Creighton believed he had found a flaw in Edwards.

I'm still revising the article, so updates have been a bit slow recently.