Chapter 168 New Member

Julius was noncommittal and even nodded slightly.

"That's right, they have nothing to do with Bracola. But how do you explain that there are so many devils among your serving mentors?"

"Devils also have good ones, and our Principal Fatea is a unicorn." Donna said.

As we all know, unicorns are the purest of creatures. With such a boss, the devil must be restrained.

But this could not help but surprise Clayton, who interrupted the conversation: "Donna, so you were studying in Bracola before?"

"That's right."

"So you learned your grammar from a horse?"

Donna's expression fell apart.

"Uncle, Principal Fatia is a unicorn! She is wiser than most humans!" As soon as she said this, she suddenly realized that this might be a turning point, and asked with some expectation: "So you know that I am a witch , so what happened in high school..."

"You have to go." Clayton refused her sternly:

"You can't be an uneducated witch. I don't want you to end up marrying a nouveau riche for this reason in the future. Marrying a wizard who only knows how to talk toads will not get my blessing."

Julius was still smiling sarcastically in front of him, but his smile disappeared after hearing the last sentence.

"I think you have a very serious prejudice against male spellcasters. Our use of toad venom as medicine is supported by the basic principles of alchemy. This is not just a toad."

Clayton snorted without apologizing.

The wizard sighed, stood up and opened his hands towards them: "I think we should all calm down. Now is the time to concentrate our strength. Miss, do you know what kind of trouble your uncle is in? ?”

"certainly."

Donna glanced at Clayton and couldn't help but flinch at the thought that he was a werewolf, but she still insisted on speaking out her thoughts.

"I think his predicament is related to the devil in the study. It's very common for people who are tempted by devils to have bad luck."

Clayton cleared his throat: "Donna, have you met Clara?"

"Is that still a woman?!"

Clara is a female name. Donna received this information sensitively and her expression changed. Such cases are not uncommon: "Uncle, you must not listen to the words of a beautiful woman. Her body is invisible. You see It’s just the body possessed by it, and there will be no good end to being tempted by the devil.”

"Donna!"

Clayton's pale face finally gained some color: "Don't be stupid, Clara is not what you imagined. I know what kind of disasters the devil can cause, but she is an exception. You will know if you see her, She's just a poor little thing."

Donna obviously didn't believe this.

"Stop talking about her, the purpose of our coming to Gevo is to solve this problem." Clayton showed her the necklace: "The bad luck jewelry has smoothed my luck, and its power is gradually increasing. I can feel it. There are more and more bad things happening around us.”

"That's impossible, that's not the power that the jewelry of misfortune should have."

Donna shook her head and rejected this conclusion: "Uncle, do you still have the straw doll I gave you?"

"It shattered."

Clayton pulled the straws out of his coat pocket and showed them to her.

The girl took out another straw doll from her arms, which was exactly the same as the one she gave to Clayton when it was intact, but now there were differences. The doll in her hand still retained one-third of its body outline and had not spread out.

"This is the amulet given to me by Ms. Lokta. It is powerful enough to erase the consequences of the fatal curse. But now it is broken. Someone must have interfered with this fate."

Julius squinted his eyes at the two handfuls of straw, and he understood something that he had not been able to understand before.

The doll in Clayton's hand was not a real magical object. This had been verified in his previous tests. The truly effective amulet was in the hands of Donna Bello. But because of the similarity in shape and weaving techniques of the two straw dolls, they had an imaginary connection, and the witch used a certain ritual to make them resonate, so that the effectiveness of the original product could be extended to the imitation product.

Bracola is the home base of wild wizards. Although they are conservative and not enterprising, they are still experts in the field of sympathetic witchcraft.

"What happened to the man who raised the gun at us?" Donna looked up at her uncle.

"He's dead, I killed him."

Clayton originally didn't want to be so direct, but now he has changed his mind. He must tell the cruel truth in order to convince Donna.

"It seems that without this amulet, I might have been killed by him at that time. But if you stay with me, you will also be affected by bad luck and inevitably encounter such dangers. I need you to return to Sasha City and Mrs. Rose Stay together, Julius and I will solve this problem, you don't have to worry about anything, just wait for the good news from us,"

Upon hearing the murder, the girl just trembled, but then responded to her uncle with an extremely firm look.

"I can't listen to you this time."

Clayton thought about the short time they spent together and suddenly realized a problem:

"Wait a minute, you don't seem to have ever listened to me."

That hit the target, and Donna's face fell again.

Fortunately, Julius coughed and spoke, saving her some dignity:

"Clayton, you can't stop her."

"I can see that this little witch has mastered at least one linking ritual. When necessary, she can link your fate with hers. Even if she returns to the city and stays away from us, she can still share the danger with you. It's better to be with us, and you can take care of her at any time."

"And" he patted the broken gun on the table-it was Clayton's. "She can also use the spell of finger-like self-defense. We really need her."

Using a personal weapon to resist the curse on behalf of its owner is a common magic used by northern shamans and druids.

The situation is now very clear. Clayton's bad luck will continue, and they may not be able to escape unscathed. They need such magic to protect themselves.

"But I don't know you yet." Donna questioned him directly.

Julius stood up straight, his wand slipped into his palm, the tip of the wand placed on his heart and nodded slightly to her: "I am the Iron Finger of Strass, a researcher of the Soul Reaper School, and the wizard consultant of your uncle Clayton Bellow, Julius."

Although Julius has only worked for Clayton for a week, his identity, background and professional impression immediately became more serious after this introduction.

Donna sat on the bed and did not get up: "Bracola, the Witch"

She paused, suddenly looked at Clayton carefully again, and then reported another name a little embarrassedly.

". Cleticia."

The first half of this name is almost the same as Clayton's.

Clayton's breathing was disordered, and he pretended to be calm: "Donna, why do you have another name?"

"This is a wizard name." Julius told him, "Many extraordinary people will not have only one name. We will create new names for ourselves to replace the original names given by our parents, and the new names are hidden, which helps to escape the curse. Those believers do the same, so there are Christian names."

When he explained, Clayton's eyes were fixed on Donna, and his attention was not here.

The most powerful feature of wanting to show blood closeness is undoubtedly to choose a related name. Once he knew that Donna referred to his name when naming, he almost fainted with happiness, but he couldn't show it on the surface.

"I can help you." Donna repeated again. "At the latest, I can stand up and go to investigate with you tomorrow."

Clayton gradually calmed down.

Taking care of your relatives and controlling a warrior need to consider different things, he must master the balance.

"By the way, just call me by my name in the future, don't be so respectful."

This is exactly what Donna wanted to say but didn't know how to bring it up.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Although Clayton wanted to suspend today's schedule and spend all his time with Donna, this decision was rejected by him.

Clayton could only send his niece to Barbara's house temporarily.

They have now determined that there is an enemy who is free from doom, perhaps also a spellcaster, so Donna cannot be left alone.

Barbara is the only woman Clayton knows locally who is capable of taking care of Donna. Although Ms. Barbara is a vampire, he has left half a bucket of blood here after all. A full vampire will not have the desire to bite people for the time being, and Donna will only stay there for an afternoon.

He and Julius went to visit the coachman, hoping to get some useful clues.

After saying goodbye to her uncle and his wizard consultant, Donna sat down in the living room of the Perrault family and looked around curiously.

Although Gevo is also a rural area, it is quite different from Patno.

There is less land here, but more people. Although she can't see, she can hear everything. Mr. Pero was just repairing furniture at his doorstep, but he had greeted passers-by three times in a short while. This was unimaginable in Patnu.

"Would you like some milk? Freshly squeezed." Barbara asked her with a smile, holding the pot, like a kind old mother.

Donna reacted, returned a sweet smile, thanked again, and then pushed the cup in front of her over.

While Barbara was pouring the milk pot, she did not forget to secretly observe her.

Under the smooth blonde hair was an elegant face that did not look like a country girl, and under the rough clothes was milk-white skin. The sunlight through the window shone on her without causing any harm. The base color of the pair of eyes with dilated pupils was tea red, but because drinking blood alleviated the curse, a layer of comfortable green light floated on them.

Uncle had already told her about Ms. Barbara's identity - a vampire.

Many dark descendants regard the Dark Moon Curse as a blessing, and only a few of them with particularly severe side effects are considered curses.

Vampires are one of the [cursed].

But Donna didn't find the special features of this legendary creature. Apart from her appearance, she was just an ordinary housewife, and she was illiterate.

The vampire noticed the clues after a long gaze, and Barbara turned her head and looked at the little girl in confusion.

"Is there anything on my face?"

Donna shook her head: "No, Aunt Barbara, I just think you are so beautiful."

She said this from the heart.

Such a beautiful young girl also praised her appearance, which made it difficult for the housewife not to have a bit of vanity.

Barbara laughed, her face flushed - that was Clayton's blood flowing in her veins.