“WTF？”

The thing the size of two rugby players, a werewolf? no, a werewolf indeed... There should be no doubt about that, but what the hell is that? Why are you back here?

"I smell you like a vampire," said the silver-haired girl, "I thought you were a vampire at first, and these wolves think so too... So come for revenge on you lone guy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Wait a minute, you said I smelled of a vampire?

Dio hurriedly got up from the bed, and instead of talking to the girl, she took out the bullets that had been placed in the cupboard, and then hung them with her belt and tied them to her body. She didn't know if those werewolves would listen to her explanation and go home, she just knew that in this case, she should be ready for battle.

"Strictly speaking, I'm the same kind. ”

The silver-haired girl's red eyes stared at Dior, a little creepy.

"Well, Miss Werewolf, why did you come to me so hard to remind me of this?" the girl quickly checked the firearm and held it tightly in her hand.

A sense of security, the feeling of having a weapon in your hand.

"I'm from the Hunters' Department, well, my name is Sixteen Nights, from the Far East," the silver-haired girl briefly explained her identity, "at least 20 ordinary werewolves, not a lot, not very strong, but maybe I'll slip some in, you'd better hurry up and get rid of them." ”

After saying that, the hunter of the Hunter Department called Sixteen Nights Moon did not give Dio any chance to speak, and disappeared in place again.

What the hell is this?Dio shook his head, quickly put on his coat, and ran to John's room.

"John!John!!Big trouble is coming!!"

"What?"

John didn't sleep either, and under the influence of Dior, he also developed the habit of reading a book before going to bed.

"Werewolves, at least 20 of them, have helpers from the Hunters' Department, but some may slip through," the girl said, and immediately ran to Ian's house with her gun in hand, "This is not my joke, get ready!"

When Dio was halfway through the run, he saw the coachman's father holding a shotgun in his hand and walking up with a fierce face.

"Oh, miss, did you hear the wolf howl too?" said the coachman's father, raising his shotgun and looking around vigilantly, "really... The last time wolves appeared, it was fifteen years ago, and the old bones were a little loose. ”

"It's not an ordinary wolf, it's a werewolf!" said the girl, angrily.

"I know, isn't that a pack of wolves?" said the coachman's father, puzzled.

That's right... In this world, wolf crowds are something that often appears, Dio looked at John with a speechless face carrying a big sword from the room and dancing a few times.

"That's what you use?"

"That's right, my father told me that grandpa used to use this thing against wolves," John nodded, without the slightest hint of joke on his face, "I know that firearms are better, but there are only antiques left in the house..."

"This is the most common thing I have in my hand," the coachman father said, raising his shotgun, "but it's strange why wolves come to this no-man's place... Anyway, there are only four people here. ”

"Isn't it because there are only four of them?" Dior and John were both experiencing such attacks for the first time, and she took it for granted that it was normal for werewolves to attack places with few people.

"No, werewolves don't have a small appetite," the coachman's father stroked his beard, "four people is enough for about eight werewolves to eat, and the number of wolves is more than that..."

It's because of me, Dio frowned, but didn't say anything. She began to feel that there was no benefit to a creature like a vampire, and it was incomprehensible that she would be beaten by a large number of werewolves for no reason. Werewolves are huge, and ordinary humans look very weak in front of them, but it does not mean that werewolves are strong, and firearms can easily injure or even kill werewolves.

Magnum in Dio's hand can probably incapacitate a werewolf with a single shot, right? If that werewolf is an existence that people in this world can easily deal with.

"Dior, where did you say the helper of the Hunter Department?"

The three of them leaned against the wall and looked out over the hall. From the second floor, you can rush to the third floor as fast as you can, and you can also jump down to the lobby on the first floor, which is an ideal place to defend.

"I don't know, she'll disappear when she says that," the girl said, holding the gun in both hands to her ear, "maybe there's some special power that I can't understand." ”

"There are quite a few of them in the Hunter Division," Daddy Coachman moved his bones, "Some of the Hunter Division's are using strange things made by the Ministry of Science and Technology, and some of them have special abilities in their own right, and the one you see should be this type of hunter." ”

"Abilities, magic?" the girl asked, confused.

"There are different names in different places. ”

As he said this, he suddenly raised his gun and pointed it downstairs, and as he did so, a werewolf broke down the door, and the coachman immediately pulled the trigger.

The bullets from the large-caliber shotgun whistled and hit the werewolf's skull, and the pathetic two fell to the ground, the bullet sinking into the brain, and I was afraid that they would be hopeless.

"Hehehe, it seems that my old bones are not rusty. ”

The coachman's father turned around with his beard rubbed and saw John and Dior's shocked faces.

"I used to fight with these beasts when I was hunting. ”

Seeing the disbelief on the faces of the two, the coachman's father explained.

"Just listen to the sound and know where they're coming from. ”

If there were no similar thugs, how could such a family withstand the baptism of history... Dior, who felt that he was an idiot, couldn't help but feel discouraged by his misjudgment. Since the Connor family, which is more than a hundred years old, can survive in this remote manor, in addition to the Hunter Department, there must be such people who protect them from the vampires and ghosts.

"Daddy, I might be leaving. ”

Dior's words made John and Daddy stunned.

"Listen to me first, those werewolves are probably coming for me," Dio grimaced, "if I stay here, maybe the wolves will come back, that's what the Hunters told me." ”

Yes, it's time to get out of here, she's been staying too long, and she's really looking to see all over the world.

“... It's just a few wolves, and I don't care about it!" said the coachman's father, huffing.

"Don't be so sad, I'll come back once in a while. ”

Dior smiled.

“... Where do you want to go?" John laid his sword flat and sat down against the wall.

"London. ”

Say the answer you've already thought of.

On the other side, another girl in battle.

Fourth, the girl's knife sank into the werewolf's chest, and if it was an ordinary werewolf, the silver knife would be enough in one click. The girl raised her hand, and the knife was stained with blood and returned to her hand. The werewolves who surrounded her saw the piles of corpses of their companions and the unharmed maiden, and they couldn't help but retreat, and the price paid was a bit great—this was unacceptable to the wolves, and the wolves obediently retreated, submerged into the woods, and disappeared from the girl's field of vision.

Wolves are a colony of collective interests, and they will retreat from targets that will hurt them too much. Sixteen Nights and Moon knew this very well, and the wolves gathered together were nothing more than cowards who bullied the weak and feared the hard.

The crimson eyes looked around for a moment to make sure the wolves had retreated before she put away her silver knife.

But there was no guarantee that the wolves wouldn't come back after she left, and she remembered the strange girl who had attracted the wolves.

To be precise, she is not a member of the Hunter Department, but a foreign mercenary of the Hunter Department, who just takes money to do things, and there is no need for her to stay here, she thinks for a moment, and then she doesn't plan to care about this matter anymore.

After all, it has nothing to do with her.

However, it is the blonde girl's similar appearance that is of concern to her.

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"Eat twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, understand?"

A week later, Dio took the medicine he had prepared and told John.

"Understood, you can rest assured. John took Dior's medicine with great care.

That's right, as long as you show kindness to them, even if you do something later, they will be on your side! Dio thought to himself, John looked like a protagonist, there was no harm in getting closer to him, with the support of huge assets, at least he could live a more nourishing life, and Ian was also very sad to hear that Dio was leaving, and finally paid a lot of money to sponsor her trip.

Although he said that he was going to London, Dior did not plan to go straight to it, after all, the scenery along the way is the most important pleasure of the journey.

And most importantly...

Locomotive!

The scooter that Ian paid for the girl, although Dior would not have a problem hiking, would take too much time. The silver motorcycle looked a little smaller than the big one, but it was just right for the girl's petite size, and Dior rushed to step onto the motorcycle, put on his goggles, and then gave a thumbs up to John behind him.

Let's go.

She thought that this was not her real home after all. The Connor family are all good old people, different from young girls.

"Let's go!" started the locomotive, although it was the first time in his life to drive, but it was not a big problem.

The fourth-generation DIO, the red-haired traveler, is very good at driving, and there is no driver's license in this world.

Let's start, Dior, I'm waiting for someone to reach the top of the world!

With the device in her arms, the girl gradually left her hometown where she had lived for several years.