Chapter 212 A Terrible Misunderstanding

Until dinner was over, Donna didn't wait for Clayton to show up.

Disappointed, she went back to her room early.

Although life in Batnu is quite boring, at least she can read and talk to her mother.

That was not the case here in Gevo. If Clayton was not here, she would have to face Julius's disgusting face. Nothing else can be done.

Donna doesn't just know people by their faces, she can sense how others view her.

Charlotte's kindness, landlady Rose's care, Uncle Clayton's kindness, Barbara's kindness, Perot's love, Perron's admiration

It's not like she doesn't understand anything.

As for Julius, that bastard, Donna felt nothing but repulsion from him.

Although her uncle had already explained his identity, the girl believed that she had seen the true nature of the other party - a dark wizard who relied on his knowledge that his employer did not know to act mischievously.

He deserved his rejection, because as long as he was around Uncle Clayton, he could detect those unreasonable demands.

There was no way she could trust such a person.

This man might have been the instigator of my uncle's raising of demons in the house on Marlin Street. As long as there is one piece of evidence to prove her suspicion, she will kill Julius immediately.

Although she has never killed anyone, she would definitely do it for her family.

There was a knock on the door.

Donna scratched her face irritably, and then walked over to open the door.

Sure enough, it was annoying green hair.

"Do you know where Clayton went?" Julius stood in the middle of the door frame and raised his chin.

"I have no idea."

Julius clicked his tongue: "I thought you would try to use magic to find him. It seems that your relationship is not as good as it seems."

Donna's pupils dilated slightly and she instinctively retorted.

"I have already done what I need to do. Two hours ago, I asked a white fir bird to find him, but it hasn't come back yet."

The wizard nodded understandingly.

"This is a very timid bird. Maybe it encountered a natural enemy on the road, or there was some big movement that prevented it from approaching."

Of course Donna knew this, but there were not many helpers available this season, and the more agile and intelligent birds had gone south.

Julius continued: "I went to the lobby just now to ask for some news. The last person who saw him was also a patrol member. The man who visited in the afternoon went with him to investigate Schmidt's whereabouts and found out that it was the Salvation Army. Schmidt took him away, and he was still there to help with advice when the hunters organized a new hunting team, but no one has seen him since."

Donna thought for a moment: "Then let's go find him now. You should be able to do divination, right?"

"Divination is useless in this case," Julius said flatly. "If he is not dead, he will come back. If he is dead, then we may die if we go to find him, and I am a person who is afraid of death."

"Then I'll go alone."

Donna stretched out her hand towards him and said coldly: "Please don't block my way."

Her hands had no effect, Julius remained embedded in the door frame and remained motionless, as if he was really a locked door.

"I said, I am a person who is afraid of death."

Donna glared at him: "I don't want you to go."

"But if you die, Clayton will probably kill me. The danger near Gevo has not been completely eliminated." The wizard said distressedly: "It seems that I shouldn't have come to ask you. This will only arouse you." I'm curious. You should stay here and wait for your relative to come back like an ordinary girl. I think it won't be difficult."

Donna took a few steps back, turned around and walked back. She returned to the bed and sat down, looking at the wizard again.

"I understand, you can go out."

After the man left, she went to find her uncle alone.

But Julius remained motionless, still standing at the door, and even took a step in.

"Don't try to hide it from me, little girl. You can let your uncle be deceived because he is willing to do it. I am not that easy to deal with. I will wait for Clayton to come back here with you. Don't tell me that you want to Change your clothes and go to bed, I know you won’t, because you can’t sleep at all.”

"Or I could knock you down and walk out."

Even if her thoughts were seen through, Donna would never admit defeat. She raised her wrist in protest, and the strange snake-shaped belt given to her by her uncle came to life. The scales as black as its owner's hair shone under the oil lamp, and it moved along the His arms were circling upwards, hissing at the wizard as if he were still alive.

Julius sneered:

"Clayton may not have told you that the last owner of this snake was almost killed by me. If you want to use it as a threat, you'd better find another target."

"Witches are often better than wizards in terms of spell casting talent, but after all, I am ten years older than you. Your talent is not enough to bridge the age gap between us, unless you are desperate to kill me now. determination."

Bracola's witchcraft relies heavily on the emotional ups and downs of the caster. Without determination, even a life-threatening curse can only make people shed some nosebleeds.

Donna knew what he said was true and lowered her head angrily.

Of course she has the idea of ​​​​killing people, but after all, she has not found evidence of the other party's evildoing, and when Clayton communicated with Julius, he mentioned an organization called the Presbyterian Church, of which they all seemed to be members. It's best not to take action until you understand their relationship.

But soon, the girl had a new request.

"Then let's go find Aunt Barbara. I want to stay at her house tonight."

"That's a good idea."

Julius thought for a while and agreed immediately.

This is indeed the best approach at the moment.

He couldn't have asked for more responsibility for Donna being transferred from him to Barbara.

And in the absence of Clayton, the vampire's power can also be of some help - if they are really in danger at night.

They left as they said, but left a message in Clayton's room. If he came back, he would know where to find them.

In the past few nights, the fires set up by people to drive away the beasts have been burned out, and the streets are not as bright as before. However, because the patrol routes of the patrols have shrunk inward, the streets have become a lot more lively.

Even though Julius knew that the patrol members were just ordinary people, the clusters of torches still gave him a sense of security.

The door to Barbara's house was unlocked, something he and Donna had just discovered.

The girl was about to knock on the door, but Julius turned the handle first.

Old Perot was sitting in the living room. When the door opened, he was about to come over to greet him. Julius could see the worry on his face that had not yet retreated, but after he really saw who was entering the door, his expression The footsteps stopped again.

"It's you, have you seen Barbara?" He was a little disappointed at first, but then he looked forward to their answer. "She promised me not to go out at night, but she hasn't come back yet."

Someone is missing again?

Donna's heart was heavy, and now she just wanted to express her troubles.

"My father is also missing."

Then she heard Julius snort, and Perot's face instantly became even more ugly.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Although the girl is extremely intelligent, she still lacks common sense, but this is proof of her purity.

"They must be together now, it seems we don't have to worry anymore." Julius said, he tried to squeeze into the house, but the old Perot stretched out his hand to block his way.

The old man looked at Donna, his face ashen: "Is she really with your father?"

Yes, unless an acquaintance was looking for Barbara, how could she go out and break her promise?

Donna finally understood a little bit and shook her head firmly: "No, no, no, I don't even know where he went. We just came to find him."

"come to my home?"

This heightened Clayton's suspicion, and the old man began to doubt his motives for visiting his home.

Julius lowered his head and slipped under Perot's arms, and finally sat on the soft sofa. He breathed a sigh of relief: "We can think of something good, old man. For example, they each encountered danger and are now dead. , do you think this might be more acceptable?”

Perrault forced out an answer through his teeth.

"not at all."

"Then we just wait here, they will always come back."

The old man didn't speak. He turned to the side of the room, then took out a shotgun and walked out. He was determined to find out.

Julius was about to lie down on the sofa, but he had to sit up again when he saw this scene.

"What, do I want everyone to stop it?"

He complained and pointed at Perot, and the old man's body suddenly lost support and fell down. Donna rushed over to support Perot and glared at him again.

Julius shrugged: "Do you think an old man with a gun can deal with real trouble? I'm helping him."

"I didn't think so. What I meant was that you should help him in advance. The elderly cannot withstand such a beating. They are very weak." Donna said, "I saw an old man die because of a fall."

The wizard stood straighter and looked a little unnatural.

"Oh, I didn't know there was such a thing."

"Then you should remember this from now on." Donna said and helped the old man onto another sofa.

"This tone really sounds like Clayton." The wizard muttered, flipping through the calendar on the table.

They have been away from the city for half a month, but he has not made any major gains here, nor has he gained the respect of the locals. He still looks down on those country bumpkins. Such misfortune makes him feel depressed and such failure. It’s not about money, it’s about getting to the essence of the soul.

As he turned the page, a piece of colorful paper fell out of the calendar.

Donna looked over curiously: "What is this?"

"Of course it's a ticket to the circus. Haven't you seen it?" Julius clipped the ticket back, but noticed that it was in October.

Perrault and Barbara had already arrived in Geveau in October.

During this period of time, there seemed to be only one circus performing in Gevo.