My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 53 The Road to Revenge
"……I don't know either."

Lolita lowered her head, rubbed her hands back and forth, and said:
"Uncle Yule, how strong do I need to be if I want to go with you?"

Yule was silent for a while before he said:
"Unless you are stronger than me."

He would not let Lolita take risks. This was his own choice and he would not involve others.

The light in Lolita's eyes dimmed noticeably, and she said:

"sorry."

She lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking about.

Jules took this opportunity to observe the changes that had taken place in Lolita.

The round little face has some beautiful contours, the facial features have become slightly more three-dimensional, and the petite height has also increased a little, but the changes are not big, and people who are not familiar with it may not be able to notice it for a while.

The original Lolita was probably a little girl of about six or seven years old, but now she looks about eight or nine years old.

He pondered for a while and then asked:
"What did you see inside that church?"

Such a change could not have occurred out of thin air and was obviously related to the recent experience.

Lolita raised her head, pursed her lips, and said:

"I have no idea."

Her eyes were a little dazed.

"When I regained consciousness, I discovered that I had grown a little bit for some unknown reason.

However, there was a voice in my heart that seemed to be guiding me. As long as I continued to eat as before, I would grow up slowly. "

Growing up slowly? After hearing Lolita's words, Jules understood.

It seems that Lolita's "growth" is essentially the process of the enrichment of the Cup Code in her.

This is consistent with his understanding. As the daughter of the wave, he would be surprised if Lolita was not special.

"Is this an attempt by the Wave to regain power?" Jules fell into thought.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being tugged.

"I'm hungry." Lolita whispered.

Yule was a little amused and rubbed Lolita's head as usual, saying:
"I'll make you a meal before I go. When I'm away, you must listen to Uncle Holmes.

These days, you should try not to run around and stay at home obediently, so that others will not suddenly discover the changes in you. If Uncle Holmes and others ask, you should say, "..."

Although Lolita has grown up a little, her mind seems to have changed as well.

But at this moment, she is still far from true maturity.

……

"Oh? You want to know about Stonehenge?"

"Yeah, I'm going there for something so I want to be as prepared as possible."

Matilda turned the wheelchair around, propped her chin with her hand, looked at Jules, and said:

"Looking at your attire and expression, I'm afraid it won't be easy to come back this time, right?"

Yule pulled up the brim of his hat and said with a faint smile:
"Maybe I'll never come back."

Matilda looked at Jules deeply and said:
"You were a well-spoken and knowledgeable gentleman. I should be very sad if such a gentleman died."

She naturally heard the hidden meaning in Jules's words.

Jules shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly:
“I didn’t even know I was this image.”

Matilda laughed and said leisurely:
"If you want to go to the Rock Islands, it's best to leave tonight."

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it a special day?"

"Yes."

Matilda drove her wheelchair to the bookshelf, took down a book, flipped through it, and said:

"Many primitive tribes live on the Rock Islands, and tomorrow, according to their customs, is the most important festival of the year, the 'God's Grace Festival'.

On this night, they would go out and capture human sacrifices."

It doesn't sound like anything special. Yule pondered for a moment and said:

"Is there something strange happening at Stonehenge?"

"You're right," Matilda smiled. "I don't know who built Stonehenge, but I do understand its essence." "In principle, it was a sacrificial ritual that stretched on for countless years. However, for some reason, it was never completed, and even evolved into a 'maze' over the long years.

On this day, certain beings that have been erased from history will briefly return from nothingness before fading into silence again.

Yule's eyes flickered:

"I see. Thanks for clearing up the confusion."

This information was something he had never heard of before, and only Matilda could explain it to him.

So, could it be that Carl's timing of going to the Stone Islands was so coincidental due to similar reasons?

In this case, the other party's motives are quite interesting.

He thanked her and wanted to take out some pounds as a reward, but Matilda refused.

Just as he reached the door and was about to leave, Matilda's gentle voice came from afar:
"Please come back alive. This is the reward I need."

……

London Harbour at night.

The arc-shaped moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a gentle blue light.

The moonlight shone on Yule's body and the cold wind blew, but he did not feel cold.

The Heart of the Wave is like a powerful steam furnace, providing him with a constant supply of energy.

He tightened his coat and lowered the brim of his hat, trying to make himself less noticeable.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the nobles, he even asked someone to buy the boat ticket for him.

Unlike the quiet of Whitethorn Street, the night in London Harbor is still bustling with people and traffic.

"Hurry up if you're going to the Rock Islands! The last steamer on the St. George Line, the 'Siren,' will depart in ten minutes. No latecomers!"

"Would you mind if the lady with the peacock parasol were to move on! Our second mate is about to drop the gangplank, and the engine-room hands have already shoveled their third shovelful of Welsh anthracite into the boilers!"

Hearing the sailors' humorous shouts, Jules chuckled and boarded the ship with the main group.

Standing on the deck, he slowly turned his head and looked towards the Port of London.

"I'll be back soon..."

hum-

The whistle sounded, and the Siren set sail, heading into the distance.

……

Not many people can endure the cold sea breeze late at night.

Jules is one of them.

Therefore, late at night, he was the only one on the deck looking out to sea.

He closed his eyes, feeling the sea breeze, and felt a little dazed.

The last time I felt the sea breeze like this was on the Titanic.

However, today, no matter which history it is in, the Titanic has completely collapsed and no longer exists.

The Titanic sank, but the blood debt has not been paid.

"Karl..." Jules exhaled a breath of hot air, his mind full of his arrogant appearance.

Anyway, he came.

Then, the other party’s good days will come to an end.

He pondered for a while and decided to return to the independent cabin for rest.

Of course, not for sleeping.

He planned to deal with the sixth fragment of Jack the Ripper's history first.

In order to be able to enter and exit the debris without being disturbed by the outside world, he spent a lot of money to buy a ticket for a boat with a separate cabin.

Since it has been confirmed that Carl is most likely here for Stonehenge, it becomes very necessary to get the Stonehenge map.

And now he has made full preparations for this copy that he only has one chance to complete.

(End of this chapter)