"Relax!"

Looking at the somewhat nervous Owen, Sulu had to use arrogant words again to make the other party calm down slightly.

"If that dry well really came into existence suddenly, involving mystery...... Physical means of filling in should be useless, but may anger a being and bring even more terrible dangers......"

Sulu analyzed for Owen: "I can give you a few suggestions, first of all...... Move out and live. ”

"Of course, I don't dare to go back." Owen nodded repeatedly.

And then ...... If you need to go to the police station, or if you have a way, go directly to the 11th Bureau for help...... Finally, donate a sum of money to the local Church of Light and hopefully spend the night there, or have the bishop perform a purification ceremony for you. ”

Sulu recounted calmly.

"Will that solve the problem?" Owen asked.

"If it's just a general paranormal event......" Sulu nodded.

"You must save me, you are a mystic!" Owen looked at Sulu in despair.

"No, I just ...... Just a lover of the occult. ”

Sulu shrugged his shoulders.

Getting involved in mysterious events beyond the expected is a taboo for any transcendent person.

Moreover, the friendship with Owen is the limit of helping here, and he still has his own things to do.

Sulu will not admit that he envies, envies, envies, and hates the salted fish life of the other party in his heart.

'Hmm...... As a tenant, I will inform you directly of your situation to the 11th Bureau, and I am sure they will give priority to it...... Perfect! ’

This is not Sulu cold-blooded.

It's about the importance of a 'curse' in a dream.

If this is a supernatural event, it is very likely to involve the existence of the fourth-order [evil spirit] level!

Most of them possess all kinds of weird and terrifying abilities, and ordinary people encounter them only with eternal despair.

……

Rory City East, Everglades.

Sulu changed into a hunter's suit and carried a shotgun, next to Margaret, who was also dressed as a hunter and wore deerskin boots.

The girl's expression was a little heavy, as if she was still recalling Owen's helplessness before.

Even Harlock's various performances couldn't make her expression soften a little.

"Still thinking about the past?"

Sulu picked up his shotgun and aimed at a bird not far away, but didn't pull the trigger.

"Yes...... It turns out that the mysterious world is so dangerous, and I can probably understand why my grandfather has not come to see us all this time......" Margaret replied with a wry smile.

"But...... You don't choose to give up. ”

Sulu smiled: "When Owen's incident is over, I will give you what you want, as a reward for your persistence......"

"Thanks, Mr. Sean, we are now preparing for the hunt...... Magical creatures? ”

Margaret looked at her surroundings and shuddered.

"Yes, it's called 'Chikutar', and it has the intelligence and cunning of a humanoid child, and it is very vigilant......"

This is the information given by the 'Holy Maiden', the other party has been wandering in the vicinity during this time, and there are records of attacks on farms and livestock.

"That'...... What should we do? Margaret asked curiously, thinking of herself as an apprentice.

"It's simple...... Find the opponent's activity area, create a trap, and prepare the bait ......"

Sulu replied without looking back.

"Traps and bait?"

Margaret looked at herself, then at the innocent husky, and her face changed: "Sir...... Cluck...... You said that...... Chikutar likes fresh flesh? Especially spiritual? ”

"Yes, that's why it prefers to attack humans!"

Sulu smiled, revealing his white teeth: "But...... My bait is...... It! In a way...... You're not as good as a dog! ”

He gestured to Harlock.

The spirituality of transcendent beings is much higher than that of ordinary people. 、

'Not as good as a dog!' ’

'Not as good as a dog!' ’

'Dog! ’

Margaret felt a little dizzy in her head, she had heard many critical words in her life, but never one had complicated her feelings like this.

'I'm not as good as a dog, it seems to be true, Harlock is powerful and has extraordinary powers! ’

That's why I don't have to be a bait, this mood...... It's complicated......

"Woo ......"

Harrok was shocked, it could understand Sulu's words, and it was too late to escape.

Sulu grabbed the leash and said, "Harlock...... Be brave, this time I succeeded, and I would have left Rory City earlier, and you could return to the master of Isaac. ”

Harlock raised his head, as if in thought, and spun in circles.

Well, in order to return to the real master as soon as possible and get rid of this devil, it has to fight.

If you win, you have no regrets!

……

Late at night.

The huge moon hung in the air, seemingly tinged with a hint of scarlet.

Under the moonlight.

Alone, a woman goes to the wilderness, on the outskirts of a swamp, and builds an 'altar' with various spiritual materials.

In the center of the altar, there is a husky tied with five flowers and arranged in the shape of a 'wooden', and the dog's face is full of helplessness.

"Xiao ...... Mr. Sean...... What should I do next? ”

Margaret looked around, her heart filled with fear.

"Don't open your mouth except for reciting the incantation......"

A thin and dense voice suddenly came into her ears: "I am right next to you, don't be afraid!" Right now...... Light the spices! ”

Under his direction, Margaret tremblingly ignited some spices and dripped into the hydrosol to create a rich and sweet scent.

It was indeed a ritual, and in ancient times, 'witches' loved to summon magical creatures that roamed the wilderness and make contracts with them.

Su Lu made a slight change to it, and ordinary people could operate it, at the cost of consuming a little more spiritual materials.

In addition, the aroma of incineration and the materials used are biased towards flesh and blood, which ensures that plant spirits such as the 'Flower Elves' will not be attracted, and there is a high probability that Chikutal will be summoned if it is nearby.

Raging!

The flames burned and the aroma was so fragrant that Margaret swallowed unconsciously.

A few meters away from her, the sound of Si Si Suo could be heard, which was the creature of the swamp attracted to it, but at this time, they were rejected by a force.

"Next, follow me and chant the incantation."

Sulu taught Margaret, chanting in ancient Hebrew:

"In My Name ......"

"Summon a transcendent creature that wanders the swamp and loves flesh and blood......"

"Lend me strength, and I will return everything you want......"

……

The woman's awkward voice lingered in the swamp of the night.

Dada! Dada!

I don't know how long it took, but when the fuel was about to run out, Margaret suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves.

She looked at the source of the sound and covered her mouth.

It was a horse-like creature with four claws and a blood-red color, and it was like walking on the ground in a terrible swamp.