Chapter 261 Divination Failure

Clayton is in a very confused mood now. He just wants to sort things out quickly and then find something to do for himself, such as killing people or something.

He wants to be as busy as possible because he feels calm when he works.

Perot's lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say anything. Then he turned to look at his wife, with a little more worry in his eyes.

Clayton didn't want to discuss himself anymore.

"Have you checked Ms. Barbara's problem?"

If Barbara had the same kind of problems he and Frances had, then solving one person's problem would solve them all.

Julius spread his hands: "I can't see anything, and the same goes for Creticia, but her situation only makes me think of one possibility, which is the reason why her elven ancestors became extinct."

There is no longer a nation called the Salerans in the world today, and the two more common names of Elves and Semites have also been lost in the long river of history. Everyone who has gone to grammar school knows this. It is said that this is because these naturally beautiful people have ambitions that do not match their strength and are at war with too many countries at the same time, so their countries are completely exterminated.

During that time, the elves came out of the forest and continued to wage war. Almost half of the continent was swept in, and tens of millions of people died in those twenty years.

The name of that disaster was "The Wild Hunt."

"Rumors in the world may be true or false, but there is always a reason why rumors are born. At least in this matter, there is only a slight difference between the facts and the rumors."

Julius lit a cigarette for himself, took a few steps back and sat on the edge of the bed. Everyone was paying attention to him, wanting to know what caused Barbara to fall into a coma at this moment.

"I heard from a friend of the Druid sect that one of their elders who survived the 'Wild Hunting' had some speculation about this matter. Before the Wild Hunting, the elves seemed to have received some kind of information from unknown beings. Enlightenment, and this is an important reason for them to launch unrestricted wars against surrounding countries, but I personally feel that it should be more severe than enlightenment. If they don’t do it, there may be punishment.”

He blew out a smoke ring and said quietly: "Elves are children of nature. If the land has souls and can communicate, they might listen."

Donna has always suspected that the spirit of the land is blocking them, and this guess fits her idea perfectly.

The terrifying speculation made Clayton frown, and he disagreed with this view.

"I'm not sure if Francis and I have Semitic ancestry, but I remember that the Spider Priest also has the characteristics of Semitic ancestry. Why doesn't she have this problem?"

The wizard shook his head: "Even if you kill her, it doesn't mean you are wiser than her. The Spider Priest is indeed not very powerful, but she is proficient in ritual magic, and she may be able to divert some of the pain. And she is a priest."

Julius was silent for a moment, holding a cigarette and said: "When people are in pain and don't know the reason, they often seek help from faith. The Spider Priest is obviously a dark descendant and has lived for hundreds of years, but he still has faith in his heart. Heavenly Father, he also joined the gradually declining Holy Grail Society. I think there may be more than just coincidence."

"But I didn't have this problem before, and today is the first time I lost control. You'd better come up with a more reliable inference." Clayton leaned against the door frame, and the unreasonable anger in his heart became more and more intense.

The wizard spread his hands, and the cigarette held in his right hand fell downwards and fell to the bed sheets. "I don't know about this. After all, I have only seen Barbara getting sick. It would be great if there are other cases for reference."

Clayton raised his hand and wiped his face, clearing his emotions for what he was going to say next: "The hunters kept a few prisoners of the Salvation Army. Maybe they know something."

He planned to get these people over. He had helped the locals, and now it was their turn to help him.

Julius didn't answer. He began to observe the shape of the smoke rings he blew out, as if he was divination for this trip.

This method of divination that does not consume any casting materials will also be much weaker in effect, but they can no longer be picky because all the wizard's materials have been exhausted.

Taking advantage of the silence, Donna asked Clayton.

"Did that hand help you?"

The werewolf subconsciously pressed his own throat. When he went crazy, that glorious hand suddenly came to life and touched his face. The werewolf controlled by animal nature swallowed it without hesitation. Does it also bring him good luck in his stomach.

He forced a smile.

"I think it helped. Without it, I might have been seriously injured, but I can't give it back to you right now."

Donna shook her head with her eyes downcast, but then she quickly raised her head to look at Clayton. Her eyes were sincere, and there was even some apology that Clayton couldn't understand but felt familiar with: "It's okay, just let it stay where you are. Well, I won’t be able to use it even if I’m here all the time.”

Clayton stared at her, and he suddenly felt that some of the emotions he had experienced were repeated in this girl.

"You don't think you should be responsible for what happened to me, do you?" he asked hesitantly, and then added: "If I said something wrong, then I apologize."

Donna shook her head again: "I just think that if I choose to go with you in the afternoon, maybe things will be different."

Clayton's face froze, and he didn't listen to the next words.

This continued until Julius stood up from the bed and interrupted their conversation: "Shall we go see Francis' body now? Or shall we go to the remaining Salvation Army first?"

Clayton's face twitched, and he turned back to look at him as if he had come alive.

"Did your divination have any results?"

Julius didn't say anything, but the hand holding the cigarette scratched his hair irritably, so the ash fell on his hair again. This seemed to hit his weakness, and he didn't answer Clayton's question directly, but looked at Donna Bello.

"Cleticia, do you also try to use your method to divination?"

This situation is rare, because Julius has always been confident in his divination.

Donna glanced at Clayton and found that the latter did not stop her, so she took the oil lamp, closed her eyes, and moved the oil lamp in front of her face, using the twisting lines when the light passed through the blood vessels of the eyelids to perform divination.

After a while, she opened her eyes: "I don't understand what you mean. The result of my divination for my uncle's future is a balance of good luck and bad luck."

"Do another divination for Ms. Barbara."

Donna didn't understand why Julius said that, but she refused to do so: "My ability is not enough to calculate a vampire. The curse carried by vampires can cover their fate and hide their traces. They are invisible in ordinary divination."

The wizard didn't listen to her explanation, but just ordered: "You don't have to worry about so much, go to divination Barbara's fate."

Looking at his face, Donna also became serious. She closed her eyes and divination again.

After a while, she opened her eyes, and the expression on her face became strange.

"Strange, I got the result of divination, showing that she will live well in the future, but she is a dead person!"

Vampires are bodies driven by curses. If other dark descendants coexist with curses, then cursed people like vampires are almost completely polluted by the curse. They only have a little bit of their former selves left - they can still feel the pain.

In this case, even if she succeeded in divination by chance, there shouldn't be such a result.

Julius finally looked at Clayton: "This is what happened. Our divination methods have failed. Something is interfering with our divination results."

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Clayton asked dissatisfiedly.

"Since we can't predict the good or bad of the action, it doesn't matter when we set out, right? Anyway, we already know that the enemy is still planning to deal with us, that's enough."

Julius was obviously not as open-minded as he said, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Donna to demonstrate it again.

Clayton didn't care anymore.

"You don't have to move. I need a vampire to help me more than a wizard. Since Barbara can't move now, let Ian Lazarus go with me. Where is he now? I can't smell him anymore."

"He's still in the box. I'll let him out." Donna tried to squeeze out from the gap between Clayton and the door frame, but failed.

Clayton blocked her back: "Wait a minute, why is he still in the box? Is he in trouble too?"

"Well..."

Julius glanced at Perrault, then swallowed again, and his voice became lighter: "He went there to gather intelligence as you said, but they caught him. We didn't wait for him to come back before dinner, so we went to find him. His box is now in the house, but as you can see, Barbara is unconscious, and we are not sure whether he will cooperate with us, so we didn't let him out."

"So where are those Hook detectives now?"

"They are dead."

Clayton nodded and asked: "Who do you mean by 'we'?"

Although he was asking, he seemed to have reached a conclusion. The werewolf's figure approached the wizard with a smell of raw flesh and blood, and the smell made the wizard shrink back.

"That's everyone in this room."

Clayton's pupils bloomed like flowers in the center of his eyeballs in an instant: "You took Donna with you?!"

"I want to be foolproof." Julius said. "Two wizards are it."

The werewolf's hand, which had not yet been cleaned of blood, suddenly grabbed his neck, and his thumb pressed on the artery, and his nails might cut into it at any time.

Julius' face turned pale, and he covered his neck. His back gradually leaned against the wall, and he tried to defend himself in a hoarse voice: "You know we are helping you, and you can't do everything by yourself."

The werewolf's action made the atmosphere tense, and Pero stood up suddenly from the chair.

"Don't do it here!" he shouted.

Donna also trotted over. When she saw Clayton approaching the wizard, she stopped and did not leave the room.

"Clayton, I volunteered to go."

"But he took the initiative to find you, right?" Clayton saw through the truth at a glance, but his hand still loosened. Julius' body tilted, holding the wall and panting and coughing. "Now tell me what you did when I was away, don't let me find out that it was just for your own selfish desire for revenge."

"Maybe you can wait until I finish next time," Julius said, and began to cough again, but he didn't look angry.

Clayton stepped back and let him return to his original position.

"Then wait until next time. I'm not in a good mood this time."