Chapter 264 The so-called werewolf

The words of the little girl Betty made the atmosphere in the whole tavern tense.

Lily, who was walking towards the kitchen not far away, suddenly stopped. She slowly turned her head and looked at Victor. The bloody bone-chopping knife appeared in her right hand again.

Victor felt that Lily looked at her as if she was looking at a piece of raw meat. His body stiffened instinctively, and his right hand unconsciously grasped the void.

His wand was now hidden in the combat wand sheath on his right arm. This thing consumed all the gold galleons he borrowed from the student aid program.

But the effect was also very good. Now, as long as he had a thought, the wand would fly into his hand.

At this moment, he really wanted to summon the wand to cast a fire spell here, because the oppression Lily gave him was too strong.

Although Lily was strong, the distance between them was not close at the moment, and he was sure to kill her directly.

But what about after that?

There are werewolves everywhere outside, and the area around Hatchi Village is all wilderness. In this case, even if he can fight his way out, he will be hunted down by these werewolves in the end.

After thinking it over again and again, Victor finally gave up the urge to take action directly, and began to throw out the excuses he had prepared before leaving.

"Oh! That's what I use to pack souvenirs. My real luggage is all packed here."

Victor patted the big backpack on his back with a relaxed tone, and smiled at Betty.

However, this smile seemed to contain some other meanings.

"Is that so? Then uncle, you must buy more beef when you go back! The beef here is the most delicious!"

Betty recommended enthusiastically.

Victor breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the little girl's IQ was not high. Thinking of this, he set his sights on Lily who was not far away.

"Betty, call me brother. This guy is not that old."

"Yeah? Really?"

"Oh, yes, I'm 16 years old."

"Brother, you are so young! Betty was wrong. I just called you uncle." The little girl Betty lowered her head and said aggrievedly, but before Victor could say anything to comfort her, she asked in rapid succession, "What's your name, brother? Where are you from? Are you still in school?" Victor

had been observing Lily out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that she was slowly approaching while they were talking, he stepped back without making a sound, and replied with a smile:

"My name is Victor Dawn, you can just call me Victor. By the way, I'm from London and I'm currently attending Eton College."

After hearing Victor's answer, Lily, who was holding a bone-chopping knife, suddenly showed a look of surprise on her face and said:

"Isn't Eton College the famous aristocratic school? I didn't expect that you, Mr. Dawn, are actually a noble young master. But okay, can you tell me if there are many girls in Eton College?"

"Um, ma'am, unfortunately, Eton College is a boys' school, so..."

Victor didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Lily had understood what he meant. She covered her chest with her free left hand and said embarrassedly:

"Oh! I am really ignorant. I am sorry to embarrass you, Mr. Dawn."

"No, just call me Victor."

Victor breathed a sigh of relief. Lily's performance was very much like the reaction of a village girl who was exposed for her ignorance, but he knew that Lily was already suspicious of him, and the question just now was just a test for him.

If he followed her question and started to describe the girls in Eton College, I am afraid that the bone-chopping knife would chop him down the next moment.

Then Lily asked Victor many questions, some of which were probing, and some were simple questions, such as how come you are so young to come here.

Fortunately, Victor was well prepared. He had carefully thought about the answers to most of the questions before leaving, so his answers were quite fluent.

Compared with Lily, the little girl Betty had more questions, but her curiosity was obviously not about Victor, but about the legendary London.

Her eyes were shining, and countless questions about London came out of her mouth.

And Victor was also very willing to answer her questions. He could see that this little girl should have lived in the countryside since she was a child, so she was very yearning for a big city like London.

The two interrogated for a long time, until it was close to 16 o'clock, Lily stopped and asked Betty to lead Victor to the room.

Betty was obviously still not satisfied. She pouted her little mouth and took Victor to the room in a depressed mood. Before leaving, she asked Victor if she could continue the topic just now later.

In this regard, Victor certainly agreed.

Who can refuse the request of a cute little girl? Moreover, children of this age are the easiest to get information.

Lily did not lie to him. The room she brought him to was very clean and looked like it was often cleaned.

It was just that the room was small, there was no toilet inside, and the bed was a hard single bed.

But Victor did not care too much about this because he did not plan to sleep here.

To be precise, he did not plan to sleep for the next two days. After all, this was a wolf's den, and he might be snapped when he slept.

After taking a shower, when Victor came downstairs again, the tavern was already bustling. Under the bright yellow light, dozens of men and women were crowded in such a small tavern to eat and drink, and laughter would occasionally break out in the crowd.

But when Victor appeared here, everyone stopped and looked at Victor who had just walked down the stairs.

The atmosphere began to become weird. Victor stepped back slightly, ready to run away at any time.

At this time, Lily came out from the counter. She held Victor and said in a very embarrassed tone:

"Dear guest, we don't welcome strangers here. So... so can you go back first, and I'll ask Betty to bring your dinner up later?"

Lily's words were exactly what Victor wanted. He nodded slightly and backed away slowly.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he quickly turned around and ran upstairs at his fastest speed.

He acted like a frightened child, and everyone in the tavern was very respectful and burst into laughter.

But Victor suddenly stopped when he reached the second floor. A black and brown wand appeared in his hand. He waved the wand and whispered a spell. The next moment, a circle of transparent ripples appeared in the air. With the appearance of this layer of ripples, Victor's figure began to become blurred and finally disappeared.

Victor did not stop there. After releasing the Disillusionment Spell, he released the Silence Spell to cover his footsteps, and then slowly walked down the stairs.

The tavern on the first floor was still very lively. Victor half leaned in the dark corner of the stairs and silently observed the people in the tavern.

The clothes on these people were dirty, and most of them had mud on their boots. They should be farmers from nearby farms. They rode to the tavern for a drink after a busy day.

After eavesdropping for a while, Victor found that the topic they were talking about was actually him.

"Hey, Lily, why did you take that kid in? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

"This kid is different from us. Who knows if he will find out our secret and go out to tell on us?"

"That's right. Those wizards will not allow so many of us to live in this place. If they find out, they will definitely drive us away. I don't want to leave here. Life here is too comfortable."

The atmosphere in the tavern became gloomy. Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

Suddenly, a bearded man raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then roared:

"Then kill him! It's not the first time anyway!"

The man's opinion was quickly agreed by many people. Perhaps they had already prepared to do so, but they didn't want to bear the title of the initiator.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the men were extremely excited and wanted to rush upstairs to kill Victor immediately.

At this moment, Lily slammed the counter. Everyone seemed to be afraid of Lily. The loud noise made them all stunned.

"Shut up! We are human beings, not beasts! Logan, you are really capable now! Have you forgotten who fled here crying and begging us to accept you? Huh?"

The bearded man who was originally in high spirits wilted immediately after hearing this. After a while, he said aggrievedly:

"I... I am doing this for everyone's good."

Everyone echoed.

Although they are werewolves, most of them are not born that way, but are infected with lycanthropy.

Just like some extreme AIDS patients in the Muggle society, some werewolves like to turn others into their own kind the most.

They often attack farmers living in remote farms, and then gently bite each of them on the arm.

Thus, a new nest of werewolves was born.

Lupin was also infected with lycanthropy in this way, but compared to him, other werewolves are obviously more pitiful.

First of all, people around them will regard them as monsters, and when they transform and make things worse, the Ministry of Magic will come to the scene, register and erase relevant traces, and then tell them not to appear in front of Muggles again, and finally throw them into the wilderness to fend for themselves.

Wizards call this humanitarian spirit. In their opinion, not killing the werewolves at the first time is already merciful.

But this is a nightmare for the victims!

Wolves are social animals, and so are humans. Their nature prompts these werewolves to gather together and form this village.

But the Ministry of Magic does not allow werewolves to live in groups, because it is easy for a force to resist the Ministry of Magic to emerge. So once this village is discovered by the Ministry of Magic, destruction will be their only fate.

Thinking of this, and recalling the tragic experience of these people, Lily's eyes flashed with a trace of reluctance, and she sighed and said:

"Okay, I don't care about you. But remember, even if you want to do it, you can't do it in my tavern. Betty is still here!"

When Betty was mentioned, the crazy eyes of everyone present softened.

Betty is their little angel.

To be precise, every child is their angel, and Betty is an angel among angels.

The reason is simple. Betty's heart is too pure, so pure that they don't want to hurt her at all, either physically or mentally.

These people have killed many people in order to protect the secrets of the village.

Their hearts have also begun to become more and more like beasts in these killings, which makes them very scared.

And Betty's lovely smile is the secret medicine that can make their souls rest!

So they were so nervous when they found that Betty was in contact with the stranger.

"We know, Boss Lily." The bearded strong man Logan thought for a while and sat down again and said, "Let the kid live one more night."

Everyone seemed to be very convinced by this man named Logan. After he made the decision, they all sat back in their seats, but they were a little depressed, and it seemed that they remembered the previous tragic experience.

Lily at the counter slammed the counter and shouted with a ferocious face:

"How many times have I told you! Don't call me Boss! Call me Sister Lily!"

Logan immediately turned into a quail when she got angry. He shrank his head and said in a very low voice that everyone present could hear:

"I know, Boss Lily."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the tavern burst into laughter. Lily originally wanted to teach Logan a lesson, but seeing that everyone was laughing, she could no longer pretend to be angry, and laughed with everyone else. The

tavern returned to a happy atmosphere.

Victor, who was in the shadow of the stairs, had a heavy face.

He was very entangled at the moment.

He knew a lot about the origin of werewolves and werewolf disease, so he naturally knew that the werewolves in front of him were all poor people and victims.

Especially the little girl named Betty.

From their conversation and the way the girl addressed Lily, it could be concluded that the little girl named Betty was probably not Lily's biological daughter, but someone who had fled from outside and was then adopted by Lily.

Victor was furious when a lovely girl of Betty's age was infected with lycanthropy by those ugly and disgusting werewolves. At the same

time, he felt a little pity in his heart.

He felt as if a voice kept repeating in his ear:

'They are all pitiful people. Otherwise, let them go. Anyway, you still have a whole night to run now. They shouldn't be able to catch up with you.'

He was almost persuaded several times. After all, the game had just begun. He still had plenty of time to hunt other dark magic creatures. Letting them go would not necessarily mean losing.

But reason told him that due to the international secrecy law, it was very rare to see hundreds of werewolves gathering together like this. He might never encounter so many dark magic creatures again in the future.

"What should I do!"

Victor clenched his fists tightly, and his short nails pierced his skin. Soon, drops of blood dripped down.

What do you think Victor should do? Run or kill? Or kill some and let some go?