My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 55: Blood Cup Cult

It was raining continuously, and drops of water splashed in through the window and hit his face.

Jules picked up the handkerchief on the dining table, wiped the rain off it, kicked the disemboweled corpse next to him under the table, rubbed his brow, and tried to calm himself down.

Although this time, we were at the crime scene from the very beginning and time was quite tight, only by thinking calmly could we better achieve our goal.

Sharpening knives does not miss woodcutters.

Unlike the previous Titanic, he didn't know the direction of the plot this time. At most, he could infer what would happen based on his understanding of "Jack the Ripper" in his previous life.

However, perhaps it was precisely because of these reasons that some extra information appeared in his mind out of thin air.

Among them, the most important is the information about his current identity and goals.

"So, in this world, Jack the Ripper's name is Edmond Dantès?"

Yule frowned, feeling that it sounded a little familiar.

After thinking for a while, he slapped his thigh:
"Isn't this the Count of Monte Cristo?"

He was not an experienced reader of literary classics, but he still remembered the name "Evan Edmond" clearly.

The Count of Monte Cristo is even praised as "the coolest novel among the world's classics", with all kinds of pretense and face-slapping.

The protagonist's name, when translated, is "Edmond Dantes"!
Interesting... Jack the Ripper is related to The Count of Monte Cristo?
"Could it be because this story is related to 'revenge'?" He fell into thought.

However, apart from this name, Yule did not get any more relevant information, so he simply turned his attention to the information about the target of this mission.

Jack the Ripper's target of revenge was a cult centered around the worship of the "Cup," whose members were mostly cruel and perverted.

As he felt the information related to the cult in his memory, his eyes gradually became strange.

The principles of the Cup Cult are cruel and perverted, manifested in their enjoyment of eating raw human flesh, indulging in lust in various horrific ways, and considering themselves a cult...

Why does it feel a bit like the Blood Cup Cult?
"Could it be such a coincidence?" Jules raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, and pulled the disemboweled corpse over with his feet.

Enduring the disgusting sticky feeling, he carefully observed the corpse.

"The flesh on his body has been slightly deformed... There's still some flesh between his teeth, it looks like raw meat..."

It seems that there is a great possibility that the corpse in front of us is a member of the Blood Cup Cult!
"Interesting... Could it be that the Blood Cup Cult in this world didn't perish?"

A look of interest appeared in Jules' eyes.

If that were the case, he would have the opportunity to get close to the Blood Cup Cult and gain a better understanding of them.

……

After inspecting the scene, Jules also confirmed the identity of the body.

According to the information, the Ripper had six targets for revenge, and this person was one of them.

"In other words, I only need to kill five more people..."

Although there were fewer people to kill, Jules still had a headache.

Those five people all lived in wealthy areas, and some even lived in luxurious manors, so it would be a bit troublesome to take action.

If a gunshot is fired and the police are attracted or something, that would be even more annoying - mowing the lawn can be tiring too!

What's more, he was not sure whether there was a national defense bureau in this world.

If the Anti-Suppression Bureau gets involved, he can basically just say goodbye.

So, make the movement as small as possible.

"Oh, right, the knife used to dissect this corpse..."

Yule suddenly remembered that the corpses in front of him were all extraordinary beings of the Cup Code. How could the weapon that killed him be an ordinary one?

Under the silvery moonlight, a cold light was reflected on the blade.

However, his brows were furrowed.

"Strange, it seems to be just an ordinary thing?"

After repeated confirmation, he finally accepted the fact that the knife used by the Ripper was an ordinary object.

Relying on ordinary things, he actually killed the extraordinary person in front of him so easily?
Jules's eyes were slightly solemn - if that was the case, the Ripper himself was probably at least a second-level transcendent!
Moreover, it is very likely the Blade Code that specializes in killing!

If that's the case, the difficulty of this mission might be a bit high... He pondered for a while, and with a slight movement of his mind, he summoned the Fang Scepter.

Buzz—the moment the fang scepter appeared, the knife suddenly began to tremble!

"Become 'sharp'..."

He never hesitates to prepare more handy tools - more skills are always a waste!

You can't bring anything other than cards when entering the fragments, so it is very necessary to prepare a suitable cold weapon.

His index finger slid across the raised tiger-tooth pattern on the Fang Scepter, and fine blood beads formed a scarlet spider web in the grooves.

Fengrui is asking for a price from him.

There was a burning sensation in the palm of his hand, and a fine metallic smell floated in the air. Yule could not tell whether it was the smell of blood or the lingering smell of rust.

As the knife vibrated, it gradually became transparent, and ripples with a mercury texture appeared on the blade.

Something sharper than the tip of a knife is piercing reality along the blood groove.

The sound of metal knocking was distorted, as if chanting ancient maxims.

Jules listened carefully and only vaguely heard one sentence:
"The law of blood and silver is hereby established..."

As the spell ended, the fangs and knife on the scepter gradually stopped trembling.

And Yule also felt as if something was taken away from his body, and he felt a little dizzy.

"The consumption is a bit high..." He gritted his teeth and held the knife tightly.

Clang.

The sudden sound of a piece of wood falling to the ground stunned Jules.

Looking at the corner of the table that he had accidentally cut off, his eyes gradually became filled with surprise.

It seems that its sharpness is even more exaggerated than imagined!
"It's time to act."

Yule looked out the window, and after making sure that there was no one there, he jumped up and blended into the night.

……

The next day, London Daily News.

[Horrible! Yesterday, Mr. Cavell, a prominent figure in London society, died in his home. His body had been disemboweled, a truly horrific sight!]

"Huh..." The gentleman in the tall hat and the pipe in his mouth closed the newspaper and said indifferently to the person in front of him:

"What do you think?"

The lady with sunken eyes and pale face like a vampire gently put down the tea set and said with a smile:
"Cavill has always been arrogant and domineering, so it's normal for someone to come to him seeking revenge."

The gentleman in the top hat snorted, snapped out two more newspapers, and said:
"What about these two pieces of news?"

The lady frowned slightly, picked up the two newspapers, and quickly scanned them with her eyes, her expression solemn.

"How come they both died?"

On it was the news of the death of two other members of their sect!

Including Cavill last night, three people have died!

"Not only are they dead, but they died together this morning. Their bodies were in the same miserable state, with their internal organs ripped out."

The gentleman in the top hat closed his eyes and said, "The murderer is still at large and even left a provocative letter, calling himself 'The Ripper'."

The lady slowly put down the newspaper and thought:
"He actually knew to eviscerate us, which shows they have some understanding of the cult's methods."

"That's what I'm worried about," the gentleman in the tall hat stood up, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely solemn. "I have a feeling the murderer will find us."

The lady raised her eyebrows and chuckled:
"My dear, you think too much. We are not like those three idiots. We have strong security.

Come, eat this piece of baby liver first, I dug it out with my own hands..."

Suddenly, something flew in from the window and hit the ground with a bang.

After seeing the object clearly, the lady said in a lost voice:

"The body of the guard?!"

The horrific death made their scalps tingle, and Jules's joking voice sounded:
"Is this the security force you're talking about?"

(End of this chapter)