My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 59: The Cup of Divine Grace
What, you discovered me already?

Yule's body suddenly tensed up.

The owner of the voice was a strangely dressed man with strange patterns tattooed on his face and a fur skirt around his waist. He looked like a primitive man.

Seeing that the other party was not walking towards him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he soon saw that the man just grinned and dug through the pile of dead bodies twice, and picked up a pale-faced girl.

The morning sun shone on her body, but it did not bring any warmth, but only coldness.

Jules was very familiar with that girl - it was none other than Madame Bovary!

A strange accent came from the language, and Jules frowned and listened for a long time before he realized that it seemed to be a London accent mixed with the local accent.

Before he could hear what the other party said, suddenly, a very standard London accent came from not far away:
"Have you prepared the offerings for the Divine Grace Festival?"

A man dressed as a priest with a few feathers stuck to his face suddenly stood at attention:
"Bao Gao, you've abandoned me!"

Yule looked towards the source of the sound in some surprise.

This London accent is even more standard than his!

It also incorporates some pronunciations unique to the nobility to distinguish it from the "lower class".

The man was wearing an exquisite evening gown, with a little blood on his trouser legs.

But what caught Yule's attention most was the unique emblem pinned on the other person's chest.

He would never forget the style of this coat of arms - this was Rose Manor, and also the coat of arms of the Wellington family!

"...Have all the rebels been cleared out?"

"Report, it's cleaned up." The person who spoke this time spoke much more eloquently, so Jules could understand him.

The Wellington family member nodded with satisfaction:
"Take these offerings and go."

Jules saw that in addition to Boule de Suif, there were many other people locked in the carriage, including men and women, and some had broken arms or legs.

Their faces were filled with an expression called numbness.

"Interesting. What exactly is the Wellington family going to do?" He pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason why the Wellington family did this.

Although not all the people on this cruise ship were children of high-ranking officials, it is still too horrifying that all of them were slaughtered or captured.

Seeing the carriage moving further and further away, Jules carefully kept a safe distance and followed closely.

Along the way, Yule could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the target pointed by the compass.

But he was not impatient, but simply entered an unprecedented calmness.

After being easily discovered by Earl Wellington, he understood that for a truly strong person, one could get into trouble if one was not careful.

Since the other party can detect his emotional ups and downs, he will suppress his emotions.

It's nothing more than soldiers coming to block it, and water coming and earth covering it up.

……

Time passes quickly.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky at noon, making the people driving the carriages sweat profusely.

"Sir, can we take a break?"

The Wellington family member was sitting in a separate carriage. When he heard this, he snorted coldly and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But when he saw the surrounding aborigines staring at him, the corners of his mouth twitched and he said:

"Then let's rest for a while. Have you prepared all the dry food in advance? We must reach the outskirts of Stonehenge before dark!"

Everyone cheered, put down the carriage and started to rest on the spot.

They took out pieces of meat still covered in blood from the various bags they had seized and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

It seems that the indigenous people here and the Wellington family are just partners...

Jules narrowed his eyes and, while they were resting, quietly approached the carriage of the Wellington family member.

Through the wooden window of the carriage, he could vaguely see that the other party was holding a blood-red cup.

The other party obviously attaches great importance to this matter.

Even at this moment, when he was enjoying the food prepared in advance, he did not forget to hold it tightly with his other hand, for fear that it would roll to the ground and break.

After staring at it for a while, Yule also analyzed the information about this object.

[Cup of Divine Grace] [Quality: First-Class Wonderful Item]

[Effect: Can be used to fill the symbol of the "cup" in the sacrificial ceremony.]

[Introduction: Without the cup, a sacrifice is no longer called a sacrifice—sometimes, people call it a sacrifice.]

Are they really going to offer sacrifices... I just don't know what the purpose of their sacrifice is?
It can't be for Carl's promotion?

Yule didn't think that the Wellington family would unconditionally support Carl's promotion to the third level after he had caused so many disasters.

There must be a big secret in this!

He retreated quietly without alerting anyone.

After returning to the shadows in the distance, an old parchment scroll appeared out of thin air in Jules's hand.

Stonehenge Map

[Quality: First-class rare item]

[Effect: Records a place called "Stonehenge."]

[Introduction: Travelers have ventured deep into it, but never emerged again—it is said that it hides hidden truths and erased histories.]

Along the way, he was afraid of losing the carriage, so he had not studied this thing carefully. Now that they were taking a break, he could take a look at it.

As the sheepskin scroll was unfolded, a musty smell of time emanated from it.

Jules stared at the map and suddenly had a feeling that he knew where he was.

"I should be...here now!"

He tapped his finger on the map.

Not far above the map where they are now is the "Stonehenge" that occupies three-quarters of the entire parchment.

There were several locations marked with symbols he couldn't understand, and one of them caught his attention.

The whole thing is blood red, like an ancient hieroglyphic script, which is not one of the letters in circulation today.

If I have to say...it looks like a cup?

Jules's expression became a little solemn - if that place was related to the red cup, he would have to be careful.

"But where is the secret history..." He was a little confused. The symbols on it didn't seem to be related to the secret history at all.

Did he have to go inside? He hesitated for a moment, then saw that the carriage team not far away had packed up and was ready to set off again, so he hurried to follow.

……

night.

Strange cheers roamed across the wilderness, and the indigenous people held up torches in their hands and performed primitive dances around the campfire.

What caught Yule's attention even more was that there was a mansion on the mountain not far away.

The luxurious architectural style forms a sharp contrast with the primitive surrounding scenery, and from time to time the indigenous people look at it with longing and fear.

"The compass indicates the direction is over there..." His eyes were a little cold.

Now that he was next to Carl, he was too lazy to think about anything else and just killed him first.

Before leaving, Jules turned around, glanced at the lifeless Boule de Suif, and frowned slightly.

Forget it, let’s put the matter of Boule de Suif aside and deal with Carl first.

At this moment, Karl was completely unaware of Jules's arrival.

His face was smeared with strange scarlet paint and smelled of blood.

In front of him sat a chief with even more mysterious and strange patterns on his face, and the two were talking.

Carl smiled and said:

"This time, I'll leave the sacrifice of Stonehenge to you. It's worth all my efforts."

The chief responded with a smile:
"The Wellington family is so sincere, we naturally cannot refuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening gunshot rang out, and the glass windows high up were directly shattered!

Shards of glass scratched Carl's cheek, leaving a streak of blood.

(End of this chapter)