Groene was still somewhat surprised by Clayton's gains.

A creature with such a large placenta, even if it is just a mortal object, is definitely worth a lot of money.

The growth cycle of this creature must be terrifyingly long.

Time makes ordinary things valuable.

I don’t know how the people of the Holy Grail Society brought such a thing to Sasha City, or has this thing always been in Sasha City?

"If I dig it up, will anyone in the Presbyterian Church be willing to bid?" Clayton asked the question he was most concerned about.

The trophies that he didn't understand the function of would have to be exchanged for some value.

"That's a good question," Groene tapped his fingers on the table methodically: "But how are you going to bring it? The Presbyterian Church can't help in this process, and we don't have such a large transportation tool."

"How about cutting it up and bringing it over?"

"The more complete it is, the better it will be used as a casting material. If it is chopped into pieces, it will be worthless. If you can get the rest intact, I can pay you at least 6,000 pounds." Groene was very happy.

He wanted to acquire the placenta himself, but he decided that Clayton couldn't handle it on his own, and he couldn't stand these behaviors for some reasons.

"Then it's useless." Grone instantly lost interest and stuffed the Horn rat back: "The beastwalker who loses his body will slowly turn into a real beast. Large creatures are better and can retain a lot of memories. Rats

This small-brained animal can hardly retain anything. Within a month, it will turn into a real mouse. You can feed it to a cat, and at least the cat will thank you."

In order to get the money, Clayton thought of a guy who didn't know whether to call him lucky or unlucky.

"What is power?"

The Holy Grail Society originally followed Joe back, and he had the responsibility to help him.

"Do you know about the Blood of Desire ritual?"

"Can I make another deal with the ghost?" Clayton refused to give up.

"How on earth do you remember him?"

The once beautiful childhood friendship broke down in the birdcage.

"Oh, this is the second trophy I got." Clayton took out the Horn rat from his pocket and placed it on the table. The latter was limp and showed no signs of escaping when it was placed on the table.

The old man laid out three pictures on the table.

One was the Semitic woman that Clayton had seen before in the waiting room of the Pulitzer mansion, and the other was the cursed person sitting in the corner of the banquet.

He suspected that the "dedication" mentioned by Clara was a synonym for participating in the Blood of Desire Ceremony.

It seemed as if the two trophies he had harvested were greatly devalued because of the wrong way, but he did not feel frustrated.

"Then you can only wait for him to come to you. I can't find him usually."

"I have one more question." he said.

Clayton frowned: "What position does he hold in the meeting? I thought you could control him as an elder."

Groene was a little more interested. Rat Walker's ability was very good as a commercial espionage: "Where is his body?"

"Essentially, power is the ability to communicate with everything, even if you are not aware of its existence, it is always operating. You may have heard of some heinous criminals who have never received any education, but can rely on vulgar words

Gathering a large number of fans. There are also some beings hailed as saints by the White Sect. They are not beast whisperers, but beasts can be easily tamed by them. This is the power of authority."

Clayton didn't care, it was his trophy and he should do with it as he pleased.

"By the way, if you decide to do something big in the near future, I am willing to support you with a few people as assistants. They are all people who are unwilling to join the Presbyterian Church but are in need of inhibitors, so you can use them as you wish."

Clayton looked at the old man gloomily.

"I don't remember exactly what it is, but it's probably like this." Clayton continued his question: "He said that the Blood of Desire ritual can twist people into incomplete dark descendants. Was the Holy Grail Order useful in the first place to use it to transform small people into dark descendants?

Children transformed into servants?”

Then there's Julius.

"Can you accept how harshly I treat him?"

Anyway, there is almost no cost, and you can earn whatever you get.

The old man shook his head: "I had just arrived in Sasha City when they were leaving, and I didn't know much about these things. However, there are many related rumors. You can look up the newspapers of that year. They seemed to have adopted many children through legal means.

."

When teaching newborns, the elderly can feel an almost innocent joy.

"You even ate part of it. If it was originally intact, then this action caused serious losses. In the eyes of people who know the goods, it is the most inefficient use of it."

Creighton was treated better than Julius in front of Gronje.

Fortunately, Gronje soon discovered that he was avoiding the important and making up for this mistake: "I still have memory."

"I will find someone to help. Elder, please prepare some money."

Groene denied his view: "No one can control ghosts. As long as they are determined to embark on the painful and lonely path of seeking knowledge, nothing in the world can control them. *** is willing to help us, this has nothing to do with the Presbyterian Church

, it’s a personal relationship.”

"You can do whatever you like."

"You mean that unless I constantly challenge my limits, I can only have this power when I get older?" Clayton grasped the point.

"Have you met any treasure guardians before seeing this thing?" Grone asked him.

But Haun and Clara were able to obtain the complete power and curse of the Dark One, while the two monitors sent by the Holy Grail Society only had the curse but no power. He wanted to know the difference.

"I prefer to say this: experience and training make you strong." Grone said with a smile: "I know you desire power, which is a werewolf's instinct. But don't be anxious, because being anxious will not help."

Clayton once again suspected that Gronje was amusing himself, but he had no proof.

Six thousand pounds was a figure that Clayton could not refuse, and his current savings were less than half that.

Grone didn't show it, but the werewolf could feel the joy in his heart.

"I fired him yesterday."

"There are many reasons, but the main reason is that he ruined my reputation. People dare not offend him because of my status, so I need someone who dares to discipline him." Groene looked at Clayton and said very seriously: "

You beat him once, so I guess you don't mind teaching him a few more lessons."

"what's it for?"

Although Julius had offended him, a father who did not love his son made him feel even more repelled.

Clayton had never found this word in the book, but he was keenly aware that it was a very critical thing.

It struggled with Clara's head for two hours, and finally Clara couldn't help but roast it with her spiritual flame for two hours.

"A ratwalker is guarding that huge placenta. I think beastwalkers are quite rare. Is there any way you can re-educate him and let him help us?"

"This." Clayton poked at Julius's photo: "He seems to be your son. Isn't he a member of the Presbyterian Church?"

"It is the spiritual power that everything you do brings to you. The true name is effective. Whether you do good or evil, a portion of power will be passed on to you. What you do is close to the limit of your ability. The power you get

The more people who witness your behavior will also provide you with power." The dark green-haired old man explained here and stopped very measuredly.

"Killed by me." Clayton said simply.

Speaking of Julius, Groene didn't look happy to see a sandwich.

"Increase charisma."

"Because of power." Gronje said.

No one but the Ghost would know such a thing, and no one would tell the new members of the Presbyterian Church.

Clayton put away the mouse.

"Although this is your family matter, can I ask why?" Clayton didn't mean to gloat.

Grone understood immediately: "Have you ever made a deal with a ghost?"

Clayton didn't like this development, but he had no choice but to agree.

Before leaving the office, he asked Groene one last question - why was he always willing to see him in person?

Faced with this question, Groene's answer was full of philosophy: "I would rather listen to the words of a traveler who often travels across mountains and rivers than a speech on success by a rich man who made a fortune selling local tobacco."

In the end, Clayton couldn't figure out whether Gronje was praising himself when he said this.
Chapter completed!