Werewolf Hunting Rules.

Chapter 440: Settlement
Alexander Eleven, Lydia already knew the name.

The engineer had come to Berdalabik to discuss business with her father since the previous year, and the business was boring - transporting a machine back and forth around the river in Viodi.

But recently, the Sacred Heart Fraternity began to pay attention to Alexander, and the patriarch also asked her father to find out the engineer's commission, and things suddenly became complicated.

Lind is not only the Clan's Tooth, but also the owner of a shipping company. He has a certain understanding of machinery, but he can't figure out the specific use of this machine. He can only guess that this machine is related to metal detection based on some structures he is familiar with.

For prospecting or for underwater shipwreck salvage business, such things are indeed of extremely high value and worthy of the Sacred Heart Fraternity's covetousness.

Lydia was not originally interested in fields such as mechanics and electricity, but the mission required her to know this.

The three bandits who snatched Alexander from her uncles were not difficult to deal with. After getting the unconscious Alexander, Lydia did not immediately take him to reunite with his companions.

Although she didn't know what was going on, this engineer had been targeted by others. She was alone, and was carrying an unconscious guy. Even if he woke up, he would be a cripple. The danger of being ambushed if they took the main road was even greater than the previous group that carried this guy. She didn't want to end up like the three people who had just died in her hands.

Without hesitation, Lydia took Alexander to a nearby unknown property belonging to Conrionay.

The engineer who just woke up knew nothing about what had happened before, which gave Lydia ample room to play. She told a story about going to the city for procurement, a robber group, coincidences and the police, and attributed the engineer's situation to the blessing of God. It depends on how Alexander reacts next.

"Miss, I need to go home now," Alexander said.

This choice is truly unusual.

Lydia imitated those naive women and spoke in a weak and worried tone: "Now? Sir, those bad guys have set their sights on you. If you are not careful, you will get hurt."

She thought this response should be foolproof, but Alexander just sighed deeply.

“If anything bad happens to me along the way, so be it.”

This middle-aged man with blond hair was not at all surprised that he was being targeted by various dangerous people. He could be said to be quite accepting of the fact that he was being targeted by various dangerous people. He even seemed to be comforted by the risks he took, as if he would only feel sad because no one wanted to persecute him.

Lydia had only heard of this reaction in people who were feeling guilty after committing a serious crime.

What did Alexander do?
"Your purpose is the same as theirs, right? You are nobles, so it's not surprising that you have your own intelligence channels." The engineer spoke unexpectedly, and Lydia was shocked. But Alexander did not blame him, but talked to himself:

"I really don't know why this secret was leaked, because it is only natural that it was targeted. I wish I had never done this experiment, and now I have caused the death of George Silver, the messenger. There are more people who want to snatch this dangerous "key". If they succeed, many people will die in the meantime. I know this very well, but I can't bear to destroy it. Maybe it would be a good thing if someone kills me."

Lydia no longer pretended to be so serious and asked him directly, "Then why don't you just speak out? At least you can have peace of mind."

The engineer glanced at her and said nothing more.

Unable to get any results from her questioning, Lydia pushed Alexander into the basement and locked the trapdoor.

It is dangerous to bring a cripple on the road, especially since he refuses to cooperate. In this case, she might as well go back and find a companion to take over here.

On the way, Lydia was in a very bad mood.

Because of the deteriorating law and order in the West District, fewer women were willing to go out, and as night fell, women on the streets were almost extinct. She inevitably became the focus of passers-by's attention, and the degree of attention she received was almost the same as that of those extraordinary people in strange costumes.

Werewolves also like to act in groups, and she felt very uncomfortable bearing all these gazes alone.

At the same time, there was a vague feeling hovering in her heart, as if the gaze of a hawk overlooking its prey was cast from the cloudy sky, but when she raised her head, she could not perceive anything.

This bad omen made Lydia almost believe that she was going to face some kind of failure, but was it possible?

But the clan will not fail.

As the daughter of the Clan Fang, she knows more secrets, including everything the Clan Leader and her father have done for the clan.

In the early hours of the morning, a meaningless conversation was taking place under the awning of a union-controlled cafe.

"Next time, remember to tell me before you go crazy."

"But if I'm crazy, how do I know I'm crazy?"

"It never ends!" Julius couldn't stand Clayton Bellew anymore. He began to doubt whether it was a mistake to ask this werewolf for help.

The money was in hand, but this man's madness was unique, and he almost killed himself. The workers spent at least 20 minutes vomiting after entering the warehouse. Julius was only slightly better than them. The tragic battlefield was like hell on earth. The helpers from the union began to regret why they took on this job that could make them rich. Some workers even fainted and could no longer work.

After moving the silver, Julius recommended his hometown to the workers as a destination. The elders of Sasha City would have more than enough money to keep them in their own territory, and they could save the money of bribing the church. However, half of them firmly rejected his proposal, and the other half did not completely agree. Perhaps some people did not refuse out of politeness. Few people were really willing to listen to his advice.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood left behind by Clayton and Conriona caused their trust in these two people to seriously decline.

Murder was a serious crime, and killing thirty people at once was unthinkable. They didn't know that the werewolf from Conlionet had been there, so they attributed all the bodies to Clayton and Julius.

None of the Nilimat workers wanted to have anything to do with this shocking bloody incident. They even began to resist the arrangements of the union president and decided to flee Weiodi immediately. It would be best if they could get on the bus tomorrow. Clayton would not have to exchange the silver for cash. As soon as the shares were distributed, they would take their own shares to other places to solve the problem, even if they suffered some losses.

The people of Nanbuliga were relatively calm. After they finished vomiting, they even asked about Clayton's name, as if they were going to do free publicity for their fellow countryman.

This kind of behavior is quite common. In the past, the names of great figures such as Red Beard, One-Eyed Dragon, Broken Finger, Iron Hook Hand, and Bloody Prince became household names thanks to the spontaneous publicity of the villagers.

When Julius saw not only fear but also deep admiration in the eyes of these Southerners, he knew that Clayton's madness had a basis.

These Southerners are just as savage as the Yankees.

He had thought Clayton was quite polite in Sasha City before, but he didn't expect that this man would become crazy in Weiodi. Perhaps something here awakened the crazy factor in the antique dealer, causing him to regress unfortunately.

But at least they took away the silver that the Fraternity of the Sacred Heart had used to melt the warheads.

This money was not a small amount for the Sacred Heart Fraternity. It was an additional investment. If it was stolen before it was used, it would undermine the confidence of those rich people. Even if they organized a second fundraising, it would take two or three years, and it would unlikely be on the scale of this time.

The Elders of Sasha City have eliminated a threat.

"Are you enjoying it now?" Julius asked Clayton.

"Do you have a new plan?" Although it was a question, Clayton's tone was flat. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the lights of the houses across the street. His bright eyes were empty and he didn't look like he had any questions at all.

"That's it."

"Are you always running around for your father?"

Julius choked and raised his hand to touch his hat. "This doesn't happen often, but does this behavior need to be questioned? I'm his son."

“Have you ever wondered if your struggle will ever end?”

"Ah~" The wizard's voice trembled for a moment, and then he relaxed again: "I can see that you are very unhappy now, so you try to make me unhappy too. This proves that you are not the only one who is troubled. You are not a unique fool."

"On the contrary, I'm very happy now." Clayton turned his head: "Can't you see it?"

"If you are really happy now, then I will have to re-evaluate you as a person."

"Please feel free to do so." Clayton raised his right hand and waved it like a conductor. He felt that his spirit had achieved a breakthrough. Perhaps it was the combined influence of the curse, the secret teachings, and his own thoughts. He now very much hoped that he could get some strong sensory stimulation.

Julius snorted.

"Konrione is definitely targeting us now. If they send more people over, we will be dead. So we will only do one last thing."

What follows next is a secret, but the street is deserted and no one will hear it if I tell it here.

"The Sacred Heart Fraternity chose us as their opponent, and Conlionet has long been at odds with the Elders. They are also competitors, so what we should do is to help the weak and fight the strong. We should always help the weaker party and let them consume each other's strength so as not to disturb us, our good neighbors, in the future."

"But to do that, we have to first understand what they value."

"The Sacred Heart Fraternity was unwilling to cooperate with Conrionet in any way. This was the key to their disagreement. I think it is important to find out why. It may explain a lot of things."

At this point, Julius's expression looked strange.

"I have a plan to get the clues, but it's not very honorable."

The update has been slow recently. On the one hand, I am studying online courses, and on the other hand, the exterior of the house is being renovated. The workers are working at 8 o'clock, and I go to bed at 8 o'clock, which affects me a lot.