From the old village chief, Rota learned that the werewolf who had slaughtered Winnie's family had not acted on a sudden change of temperament. From the very beginning, that werewolf had been a repeat offender.
He would pretend to be a pitiful victim to win others' sympathy, then slaughter them once everyone had lowered their guard.
Over time, the werewolf's name spread among the villages, and he was even given the title of Pitch-black Nightmare.
The surrounding villages paid close attention to this brutal werewolf, terrified that this bringer of disaster might wander into their own settlements.
"Lord Sikong Zhen, this is all the information I have on that fellow. I hope it can help you."
Rota nodded in satisfaction. "It's enough. As long as we know his general situation, dealing with him is only a matter of time. Do you have any thoughts on his recent movements?"
The old village chief shook his head helplessly. No one could predict the movements of a physically able yet mentally deranged werewolf.
Demi-humans who were completely unrestrained could not be judged by conventional standards. They had to be dealt with according to their particular nature.
"Hmm... it is indeed somewhat difficult. But according to what you said, that fellow should still be wandering around the nearby villages. Yet with the unrest among the surrounding Demi-humans, there are only a few villages left. Sooner or later, he'll come here."
The old village chief's eyes lit up. That was right—how had he not thought of that? Since the other party had yet to leave the area, he would definitely come knocking. Wasn't that exactly what Lord Sikong Zhen wanted?
Rota took a token marked with lightning from his robe and tossed it to the old village chief. "During this time, I'll be taking Winnie