Chapter 59: Reencounter with the Werewolf (Vote Needed!!)

After leaving the building where the squad's office was, Lei Keton found another carriage.

"Head toward the outskirts cemetery direction; you don't need to go all the way to the cemetery, just stop halfway. But I need you to wait here for a while; when I return I'll still need a carriage," Lei Keton said directly to the driver.

"No problem!" the driver replied promptly.

The distance from the city to the outskirts isn't short, and a round trip is good earnings for the driver.

As the carriage drove out of the city, Lei Keton saw none of his squad members, which made him vaguely uneasy.

"Where is everyone? There's only one road to the outskirts cemetery; how did I miss the captain? Or who held the captain back?" Lei Keton thought, utterly puzzled.

"Boss, are there really so few birds now? I keep seeing only these few," Tu Ba Ge asked, staring at the crows circling overhead.

"Hmm? Can you tell each bird apart?" Lei Keton asked curiously.

"Sure, they all look different. That crow that keeps flying around us is ugly—no bird would like it," Tu Ba Ge nodded naturally.

"You mean it keeps flying around us?" Lei Keton's brows furrowed.

"Yeah, plus two other crows and a gray pigeon; they circle us every so often," Tu Ba Ge said, pointing at a crow on a treetop.

Lei Keton used his Secret‑Viewing Eye on the crow, but saw nothing unusual—it was just an ordinary crow.

Lei Keton fell silent for a moment, then guessed that these birds were the source of his unease—someone was watching him.

He recalled that his first such feeling arose after encountering that Rose School werewolf.

"So that Rose School werewolf can evade my Secret‑Viewing Eye? Then he must have already discovered I killed that Sequence Eight lunatic and taken the extraordinary trait and seal item," Lei Keton's mood grew heavy.

"Boss, what are you thinking?" Tu Ba Ge waved a paw in front of Lei Keton's eyes.

"Driver, stop for a moment," Lei Keton shouted suddenly at the driver.

"Boss? Aren't we going to find Mr. Ke Si?" Tu Ba Ge whispered close to Lei Keton's ear.

"Hold on a bit." Lei Keton was also uncertain.

The fact that the Rose School werewolf still had the energy to monitor him with ordinary birds suggested that Mr. Ke Si and the other werewolf hadn't pressured him much.

More crucially, Lei Keton suspected that his past actions had already delivered traits and gear to the opponent, and that werewolf was waiting ahead.

The driver had already halted the carriage.

"Sorry to trouble you, could you wait here for a while? I'll be there as soon as possible," Lei Keton said to the driver after dismounting with Tu Ba Ge.

"No problem, but please don't take too long, and if other clients arrive, I'll leave first," the driver nodded.

"Alright." Lei Keton didn't dwell on it. He pulled Tu Ba Ge onto his shoulder, then walked forward.

After thinking it over, Lei Keton still believed the Rose School werewolf was likely still tangled with Mr. Ke Si and the other werewolf. Given a werewolf's strength, if that fight were already settled, it could soon catch up and deal with him.

Lei Keton reasoned that since he was already in that werewolf's sight and would be attacked sooner or later, he might as well seize the chance now to cooperate with Mr. Ke Si and eliminate it in one blow.

Not knowing their battlefield's scope and to avoid endangering civilians, Lei Keton had to ask the driver to stop the carriage a bit farther away.

"Boss, are we going to the werewolf's battle site?" Tu Ba Ge asked nervously.

"Exactly, those birds circling us are probably the werewolf's eyes; we've been marked," Lei Keton nodded.

"So if we go now, won't the werewolf know?" Tu Ba Ge was always sharp about safety.

"Most likely not; they're just ordinary birds and can't share info. They probably need to return to the werewolf before relaying anything," Lei Keton shook his head, offering his guess.

"Then boss, why don't you shoot these ugly birds down?" Tu Ba Ge asked curiously.

After a long silence, Lei Keton helplessly said, "My aim isn't good enough to hit such fast‑moving targets!"

"You're daring, carrying that surveillance on your head and still coming to find me?" a somewhat restrained, hoarse voice came from ahead.

Lei Keton's steps halted; a chill swept his body, making him feel as if thrown into an ice cellar, numb with cold.

A lanky werewolf with a gray‑white long coat over a dark high‑collared sweater, its gaunt face streaked with greenish stubble, stood ahead, silently staring at Lei Keton and Tu Ba Ge, malice evident in its eyes.

Its cowboy hat was gone, and its body bore many burn and tear scars, especially around the heart and neck, where the wounds were numerous, as if the neck were about to be pierced. Yet the injuries were healing on their own, some quickly, some slowly.

A blood‑stained arm was tossed to the ground, and the werewolf mockingly said, "I was going to chase that traitor first, but when these kids saw you run back, I decided to come after you instead. Besides, the traitor can't go far before his leg is reattached."

"Damn! Both leg and arm—won't that traitor brother get dismembered?" Lei Keton's temples throbbed.

"We're just one Sequence Eight and one Sequence Nine rabbit; you don't need to trouble yourself so much," Lei Keton said hoarsely.

Tu Ba Ge, perched on Lei Keton's shoulder, was playing dead; since the werewolf appeared, it hadn't moved, breathing extremely slowly, almost indistinguishable from a dead rabbit.

"Casually killed Ao Fu's Sequence Eight and Sequence Nine?" the werewolf said mockingly.

"Ao Fu? That lunatic's name?" Lei Keton hesitated.

"No."

"Numb!" a single draconic word cut off the werewolf's speech.

A talisman slipped silently from the werewolf's sleeve into Lei Keton's left hand, then turned to ash.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Lei Keton quickly drew his gun and fired three shots at the briefly stunned werewolf.

Two regular bullets and one incendiary bullet struck in succession, leaving two fresh holes and a scorch mark on the werewolf's body.

Regardless of the damage from the incendiary round, Lei Keton retreated while firing, increasing the distance between himself and the werewolf.

However, the werewolf's heart area had largely healed, so the incendiary bullet didn't cause severe injury.

"Too bad, by the time I'm speaking, my wounds have already healed a lot; otherwise that bullet would have affected me significantly," the werewolf said, his tone laced with long‑suppressed madness.

Lei Keton also knew the werewolf's chatter was buying time to heal, but at that moment the werewolf was also at peak alertness, and Lei Keton had no certainty of hitting him.

Moreover, the distance was so close that if the werewolf charged, exchanging wounds, Lei Keton felt he would lose either one or both claws.

(End of Chapter)