Hearing the woman's words, Pakkun said unhappily, "Ma'am, I'm a ninja dog."
"Ninja Dog Pakkun. Of course it's normal for me to talk, all right?"
Ginny looked incredulous. "A dog talking is what's not normal!"
When Ginny saw that no one else looked the least bit surprised, she realized she was the last person to know. She immediately looked at Charlotte with a touch of resentment.
Seeing Ginny's reproachful gaze, Charlotte smiled and said, "I'm a ninja. I know a little ninjutsu and a little Summoning Jutsu. That's perfectly reasonable..."
At that moment, Ginny really wanted to shout, Is that really reasonable?
Charlotte stopped teasing Ginny and said, "I'll explain it to you in detail later. Let's deal with business first."
Charlotte picked up John's shirt and said to the summoned Summoned Beast, "Pakkun, can you find the owner of this shirt?"
Pakkun stepped forward and sniffed the shirt, then sniffed in the direction of the desert and replied, "The scent is very clear. The target is moving, but moving very slowly."
Hearing Pakkun's answer, Charlotte thought for a moment before saying, "Pakkun, keep an eye on John for me. Once he stops moving for a while, then starts moving again, let me know."
"But this may take quite a long time, probably two or three days."
Charlotte remembered that John Wick had walked through the desert until he collapsed before the Elder's men took him away. With John Wick's stamina, even in the desert, he probably would not pass out without at least two days.
Counting from The Adjudicator's appearance to the killing seven days later and John's return, then subtracting the trip to Casablanca and back to New York, he should have spent roughly two or three days walking in the desert.
"No problem, but aren't we going