My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 166 Rescuing Rutos

"...Dark Raven? You're still alive?"

The officer stationed at the Anti-Suppression Bureau building was a detective.

After looking at Jules's nameplate, he looked up and stared at Jules in surprise.

After a long while, a strange smile appeared on his face:

"Tsk tsk tsk, amazing, truly amazing, to actually escape from that godforsaken place, Ireland. Too bad, that's all it is, they just escaped."

Jules couldn't help but frown—why did this person in front of him seem so hostile?
Although he knew the other faction would certainly not give him a friendly look, this was far too blunt.

He glanced at the person in front of him and suddenly felt that the person looked somewhat familiar.

The unfamiliar face before him overlapped with that of an opponent he remembered from when he besieged Rose Manor.

Jules vaguely remembered that the other party was the one who suddenly jumped out and interfered when he killed Sir Revel – well, there was no way around it, after all, the other party's appearance was quite outstanding.

Those who are extraordinary according to the principles of the lamp mostly look like this skin and bones.

He narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile:
"May I ask your name?"

"Rogers".

Rogers seemed to completely disregard Yule, smiling as he extended his hand, but his eyes held a deep-seated contempt.

Jules extended his hand with a forced smile, shook hands with Rogers, and went straight upstairs.

As their figures passed each other, Rogers' whisper suddenly reached his ears:
"Officer Fett seemed to be in some pain when he died."

Jules turned around abruptly, only to see Rogers looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Detective Dark Raven, what is it?"

His eyes were lifeless as he said:
"nothing."

After saying that, he turned and went upstairs.

But when no one was watching, his fingernails dug quietly into his palm.

"Oh it's you……"

……

Just as Vesti was about to continue interrogating Rutos, there was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside:

"Sir Visti, someone is looking for you."

Vesti frowned:
"Who?"

Since the centipede was imprisoned, and the immortal has not shown his face, he has practically become the de facto supreme leader of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

Although he was under the control of people sent by the royal family, they didn't usually interfere in affairs, so he could be considered a "local emperor".

"He seems to be a detective, codenamed Dark Raven."

“Dark Raven?” Vesti immediately recalled the boy who had previously followed the centipede, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
"He's not dead yet. Let him wait."

"This detective claims to be carrying a royal decree and requests to see you immediately," the voice said hesitantly, "and it seems to be genuine."

Vesti frowned and said:
"The royal family? How did he get involved with the royal family?"

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said:

"Never mind, have him wait in my office, I'll be right there."

After saying that, he glanced at the stunned Lutos behind him, snorted coldly, and left.

The door slammed shut, and the lights went out as Sir Visti left.

But a faint crimson glow emanated from Rutos's body—even the surrounding air distorted due to the high temperature, a sign that he was emotionally agitated and unable to control himself.

"Jules... he's made connections with the royal family?" he murmured, his eyes filled with surprise.

After Centipede was imprisoned, Rutos was almost in despair. In all of London, who could stand up to the behemoth that was the Anti-Corruption Bureau and find a way to rescue Centipede?
Only royalty can do that!

He tried to calm himself down, his eyes filled with barely concealed anticipation.

"It's up to you now, Jules..."

……

Sir Visti's face was terribly sour the whole way.

Jules' survival was indeed unexpected. He had thought that after revealing the information to the Blood Cup Master, he could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

As a result, not only did the Blood Cup Master not die completely, but even Jules, who was used as bait, did not die.

This matter had been considered closed, but Jules jumped right into his face again, making him somewhat annoyed.

"Royal family... Hmph, if it's fake, you can go in and keep the centipede company too..." He pushed open the office door with a gloomy look in his eyes.

At this moment, Jules was leisurely lying in his chair, showing no sense of solemnity as a subordinate waiting for his superior.

When Sir Vestergaard entered, he saw Jules leaning back in his chair, and his expression darkened further.

He closed the door and said coldly:

"Detective Dark Raven, I heard you've come with a royal decree."

Jules responded with a smile:

"Exactly."

He took out two imperial edicts from his pocket and slapped them on the wooden table.

Sir Visti didn't take Jules's disrespect to heart, and instead picked up one of the documents to examine it.

He didn't look at the content first; his eyes were immediately fixed on the signature.

The words at the end of the signature shone brightly, radiating a faint golden light.

“The Prince of Wales…” His eyes immediately darkened.

This kid actually managed to get in touch with a prince? How did he do that?
Although in theory the Anti-Suppression Bureau is currently more inclined towards Prince Dorgon, the actual interests are intertwined and complex, so there is no question of any so-called bias.

They had to greet any prince with a smile.

It's worth noting that the reason the Anti-Suppression Bureau hasn't been disbanded for so long and its funding has continued to be allocated is because it's good at playing the role of a fence-sitter.

After confirming that it was indeed the Prince of Wales's warrant, Sir Vestergaard began to read the contents carefully.

Jules, meanwhile, remained leaning back in his chair, watching Sir Vestergaard with a half-smile.

As he watched, Vesti's brows gradually furrowed.

"It's reasonable to disperse the Anti-Suppression Bureau's personnel to patrol possible landing points to prevent outsiders from smuggling in... Recently, quite a few flies have indeed infiltrated."

But why did the Prince suddenly order increased security at the Tower of London?

He raised his head and looked directly at Jules:

"Is this truly His Highness's intention?"

His sharp eyes seemed to pierce through Jules's thoughts, but Jules simply said:

“Of course, you can even take these two edicts to His Highness the Prince for a face-to-face confrontation.”

Sir Vistis's expression was somewhat uncertain. After a long pause, he took a deep breath and said:

"Okay, I understand. You can leave now."

He got up to leave, but saw Jules sitting motionless in his seat.

"Sir, I have come here with another request."

Sir Victy narrowed his eyes and stopped in his tracks.

What do you want?

"I recommended a friend of mine to His Highness the Prince. He works in the Anti-Suppression Bureau and his code name is 'Iron'."

The prince was very pleased and asked me to bring him here, but when I went to visit him today, he was nowhere to be found. After inquiring, I learned that he seemed to have returned here with a group of people.

At this point, Jules looked up and stared at Vesti.

"Sir, may I ask if he is here?"

Simply stating that he wanted to see Lutos wouldn't suffice; Vistis would surely object, so he had to invoke the Prince of Wales's name. Vistis's confident smile froze for a moment, then he said calmly:
"Then you must have asked the wrong person. He's not here. Look elsewhere."

"Really?"

Jules suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards the direction from which Vesti had come.

Sir Vistis tensed up immediately, stepped in front of Jules, and hissed:

"Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from wandering around the Anti-Suppression Bureau office!"

Jules raised an eyebrow and smiled:
"I am a formally registered detective, so how can I be considered an irrelevant person?"

Vesti's eye twitched, and he felt extremely regretful.

They all thought the kid was dead and couldn't cause any more trouble. As time went by, everyone forgot about it and didn't delete his information.

Unexpectedly, the boomerang hit him on the head.

Although he was stronger than Jules, at this moment, he could only watch helplessly as Jules walked in the direction he had come from.

The other party represents the will of the Prince of Wales—if something happens inside the Anti-Corruption Bureau building, he will definitely be implicated!
After walking for a while, Jules stopped in front of an unremarkable room.

Not long ago, when he was waiting in the corridor, he clearly felt a familiar, scorching heat emanating from inside when the person made the announcement.

As a teammate who had fought alongside Rutos, he was no stranger to the scorching aura unique to Cast.

He looked up at the sign hanging in the room and read it aloud softly:

"trial room."

Jules shrugged and pushed the door open.

The door opened, and sunlight streamed into the room, casting a shadow of Rutos.

He sat in a chair with his hands unbound, but looked very tired.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Jules.

Jules glanced around the room, making sure there was nothing else amiss, and said calmly:
"Steel, come with me."

Vesti suddenly stepped forward, blocking the doorway, his face ashen, and hissed:

"Dark Raven, this is Prince Dorl's suspect. Do you have any evidence to prove you released him?"

Jules turned his head, a half-smile playing on his lips:
"Sir, Rutos is the man the Prince of Wales specifically requested. If you have any objections, you may wish to ask the Prince yourself."

He paused and added:

"Or, if you want to take legal action, then please sue Mr. Steel and clearly list all the evidence. I think justice will prevail and the scales of the law will not favor anyone."

Upon hearing this, Vesti's eye twitched.

Their charges are fabricated; they're using this as an opportunity to find a scapegoat and eliminate a thorn in their side. If they were to actually confront each other in court, their schemes would be full of holes, giving the Prince of Wales's men ammunition to use against them!

He knew that if Rutos's matter really reached the Prince of Wales, at the very least it would be framing an innocent person, and at worst it would be disobeying the Prince's orders. Either way, in the end he would definitely be the one taking the blame.

Moreover, Prince Dorr only asked him to test the waters; he didn't say he wanted to completely break off relations.

He gritted his teeth and waved his hand, saying:
“Then take him away! But remember this: if he has indeed committed a crime, this matter will not end here! Not even the Prince of Wales can save a criminal!”

He spoke with obvious lack of confidence.

Jules ignored Rutos, helped him up, and said softly:

"I am coming."

Rutos slowly stood up, stretched his shoulders, and whispered:

"Thank you."

Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew that it was best to remain silent in such situations.

Jules patted him on the back and laughed:
"Go out first and then talk."

……

After leaving the Anti-Suppression Bureau building, Sir Visti stood at the door, watching Jules and Rutos' departing figures with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Don't think that just because you've climbed up to the Prince of Wales, you can rest easy..."

Although he dared not disobey the prince's orders, it did not mean he could do anything else.

For example, find a way to kill Jules.

Suddenly, a respectful greeting sounded behind him:

"Sir, what brings you here?"

Vesti turned his head to look at Rogers behind him and said calmly:

"Rogers, are you confident you can kill him?"

Rogers was taken aback, then shook his head and said:
"Steel is already a third-tier existence, not to mention he is a transcendent being of the Forging Principle, with very strong defensive capabilities. I am not entirely confident."

Vesti shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.

No, I meant someone else.

Upon hearing this, Rogers lowered his eyelids slightly:

"Dark Raven... I'm confident I can give that a try."

Vesti nodded slightly and said:
“Follow them and report their whereabouts to me.”

"If you have the chance, kill Dark Raven directly. Note that you should try to make it look like an accident."

At this point, Vesti pondered for a moment and said:

"Take this with you."

He took out a small box and placed it in Rogers' palm.

Seeing this, Rogers was slightly moved:
"This is……"

“The remnants of the worm’s decay,” Vesti said calmly, “will simply be left at the scene, which will naturally sever any connection with you and me, and the blame will fall on the worm.”

"Understood." Rogers lowered his head, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

……

Inside the hotel, Jules specially booked a room for him to sit and talk with Rutos.

“I never expected this…” Rutos took a sip of tea, his face full of relief at surviving the ordeal. “I was in despair, but you arrived just in time and saved my life.”

Yule smiled and said:
"It was just a coincidence. I came looking for you, only to find that you were nowhere to be found."

Rutos couldn't help but sigh when the matter was brought up.

"Oh, I'm just unlucky! Because something happened to one of Prince Dole's men at Holmes's detective agency, they started targeting me because I had dealings with Holmes."

"...I'm sorry, we didn't expect them to be so shameless," Jules said apologetically.

They were indeed in a hurry at the time and did not expect that it would involve Rutos in danger.

Rutos waved his hand and laughed loudly:
"It's nothing. It's mainly because they were trying to mess with me anyway. It's a minor issue."

Jules suddenly sensed an unfamiliar tide of blood approaching and gradually settling in a corner of the room.

He remained outwardly calm, then began exchanging pleasantries with Rutos, engaging in many useless but interesting casual conversations.

Rogers, lurking in the shadows, was getting impatient.
"How long are these two going to keep chatting like this?"

He looked up at the sky—it was getting late.

"Never mind, let's go back and report first."

Since the two were still together, he couldn't easily make a move.

The shadows quietly flowed into one shadow, and with them, only the hazy sound of blood receded into the distance.

Sensing this scene, Jules, who was having a pleasant conversation with Rutos, suddenly paused, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"It seems that some people are not happy to see us leave peacefully."

(End of this chapter)