Chapter 170 The Amnesiac Fairy Circle

"There must be something wrong with this circus." Julius commented as he walked on the street.

They were leaving town to find the traveling circus.

Next to him, Clayton was carrying the "Mosquito Slayer". In order to prevent accidents, the lieutenant brought his only weapon.

"Do you think they raised that 'beast of doom'?"

Mobile circuses usually have animal trainers, and the one they just found out about is no exception.

These animal trainers would raise ferocious or deformed carnivorous monsters, remove their teeth and claws, and force them to obey instructions and perform. Usually they are locked up in iron cages and moved with the convoy. This is a very common situation.

The circus has its own fleet of vehicles and enough tents to cope with the housing problem, but it is obviously not cost-effective to stay near a small town. When they stop performing, they lose their income, but they still have to maintain the livelihood of several people and feed them. A hungry beast.

According to common sense, they should have released the beast and let it find food on its own at night. This may be the reason why many animal sheds in Jevo Town were attacked.

Otherwise, if the "beasts" are not raised by them, why are they not afraid of the intrusion of wild beasts?

However, Julius denied this conjecture, including the basis for its establishment.

"No, no, no, I don't think the 'Beast of Doom' has anything to do with them. As for the 'Beast' in the town, whether it is the 'Beast of Doom' or not is one of two things. There is one most important condition that we don't know yet. Akatsuki—What exactly does Professor Christopher need this beast for?”

Julius is a wizard who is very sensitive to witchcraft rituals, and Christopher's request is obviously bizarre.

"We now know that if he wants to seek good luck or protect against bad luck, he will need similar objects with misfortune as a talisman. A beast that is attracted to 'misfortune' will obviously help to find such items. But... "

He looked around the street and lowered his voice: "But he wants this beast to live rather than die, which means that he thinks its value is greater in life than in death. Then this beast's ability must not be limited to this. If It's only as special as the bounty list says, so why doesn't Christopher just kill it? It would be more convenient to use its remains for the finding ritual."

He made sense, and Clayton couldn't help but think about the possibilities again.

It's just that this kind of contemplation didn't last long - the werewolf was too hungry, and he didn't relieve his hunger and thirst after killing people. The ice water only temporarily alleviated this feeling, but it was not effective. He now felt like there was a fire burning in his stomach.

"Let's get this over with quickly," he said, suppressing discomfort.

The road to the circus is different from the road to the river. To go to the circus, you need to choose the westward one before the fork in the town. The circus is behind the low slope in the west and is even closer to the town. There are many that can be reached in less than ten minutes at normal walking speed.

On the way out of town, they met the people from Easter Island again.

Winston Jean Stewart came towards them with another tomb robber. When he saw Clayton, he nodded as a greeting. His eyes only stayed on his ax for a moment, and then continued to move towards him without saying a word. Go ahead.

Clayton thought for a while and decided to inform the other party. He called out to Winston.

"Your companion is not lost, he is private."

"Who's lost?" Winston asked bluntly, looking very surprised.

He shouldn't have reacted like this. Clayton's eyes turned to the face of another tomb robber, and that guy looked at him impatiently. They were all indifferent to this matter, which made the lieutenant feel as if he was looking for trouble.

".It's your other companion, but I don't know him."

Winston looked back at his companion, then looked back at him strangely: "I only brought him with me, how can I have any other companions?"

This reaction was so weird that the dead tomb robber seemed to have been completely forgotten by them.

Clayton frowned, and beside him, Julius narrowed his eyes and tightened his wand in his pocket.

If the other party is not acting, then he must be influenced by something else.

However, Clayton put a hand behind his back to signal him to relax, and the wizard had to let go of his hand holding the wand.

"How many horses did you bring here?" Clayton asked Winston.

The latter answered him without hesitation: "We have brought three horses."

"There are only two of you, but you brought three horses?"

Hearing this question, the gray-eyed man's pupils sank slightly, and then they widened again: "Isn't it normal for two cavalrymen to lead a third horse? Horses are always injured and sick. You have also been a cavalry commander, don't you have this experience? ?”

Of course the cavalry has this concern, but he is not in the army now, but on Easter Island, and criminal organizations will not be so generous.

This reason was obviously something he had just thought of - to fill the gap in his memory.

"Of course I'm aware of that."

Clayton looked at him and swallowed, trying not to think about the whimsical thoughts of whether an adult man or a horse has a chew: "I just want to ask if you have any plans to sell the extra horse. "

After walking some distance, Julius said: "You are indeed a businessman, and you are still thinking about doing business at this time."

Clayton answered him: "We can find them later, don't worry, let them stay like this, at least we can solve our itinerary problem first." The lieutenant gradually stopped and looked towards the river bank: "It seems that we don't need to find the circus, the thing that affects them is by the river. Let's turn."

Julius did not respond. Clayton looked back at him, but found that he was looking to the west, which was the direction of the circus.

On the barren hillside, a dark figure was standing there.

He stood straight, like a hanged corpse.

Although the distance between them was very far and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Clayton could still feel that the existence was looking at this place.

He and the wizard felt a chill at the same time.

After a few seconds, the figure seemed to notice that they were looking at him, so he turned and disappeared behind the outline of the hillside.

"Is the plan going to change?" Julius turned his head and asked him.

Clayton still looked at the empty hillside:

"No,"

In various regions of this continent, people have developed a worship of eyes.

People believe that excessive emotions will be released through the eyes. If this emotion is full of malice, it will form a witchcraft-like effect, or locate the curse that is about to be issued. This phenomenon is called over-vision.

Of course, it has another more well-known name-[Evil Eye].

Clayton has never felt such a look, but after just a glance, he immediately understood that he was locked by over-vision.

That feeling is very strange. He clearly felt the emotion of another existence who wanted him to die.

When they arrived at that hillside, they did not find the person, or even the trace of the other party's movement. In this empty and windy area, the remnant of the smell is fleeting, just like the river bank. As long as you are a little cautious and deal with the footprints, even the werewolf can't detect any useful information.

Clayton stepped on the weeds and walked to the top of the hillside, looking into the distance with an ugly face.

His sight passed through the dense forest, and the angle was just right to take in the river bank, and when he turned around, he could also see the buildings of the town of Gevo clearly.

The guy who was hostile to them must have been observing them here for several days, but they only discovered each other today.

He cursed, swung his axe to cut through a patch of weeds, turned around and went downhill along the original path.

On the back slope of the hillside, on the lawn close to the flat ground below, the colorful tents of the circus were buried under the shade of the trees, and the bright colors were looming in the branches and leaves.

Clayton looked at the tents and instinctively wanted to turn into a werewolf and rush down to kill and eat flesh and blood. The nearest human settlement was the circus stationed here, and he had already attributed the source of the malice to one of them.

"It looks like mushrooms." Julius commented on the crowded tents.

But after he said it, this inadvertent thought seemed to give him a new revelation, making him ponder again and come to a certain conclusion.

"Clayton, I seem to know what happened to those tomb robbers."

"What happened to them?" Clayton asked impatiently.

The wolf blood activated by killing and hunger made his emotions unstable. He concentrated on observing the people coming in and out of those tents, and only devoted a little energy to dealing with the wizards.

"It seems that they have stepped into the fairy circle."

Clayton devoted a little more energy to recall.

The fairy circle is a fungus that grows in a ring on the ground. This circle is used as a stage for fairies and goblins to play and dance. If mortals accidentally step into it, they will dance without stopping, and unless someone rescues this unlucky guy, he will always dance his solo dance in it, and after being rescued, they will lose this memory.

"Do you think they stepped into the fairy circle?" Clayton finally turned his head.

"But there are almost no outsiders by the river. How can they get out on their own?"

Julius shook his head: "Forget those folk rumors. Fairy circles do not have such powerful magic. It is just a special fungus with hypnotic effect. When animals approach it, it will spray out its spores to disrupt the victim's memory and have some psychedelic effects."

"The environment suitable for the growth of fairy circle fungi is not much different from here." Julius took a breath and looked at the river bank worriedly: "But these fungi can only be used as spellcasting materials to delete specific memories under some special rituals. It is a very rare material. Only a few people know how to cultivate and use it."