My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 102: Night-Shining Pearl Made of Mountain Copper
Jules was slightly stunned and looked in the direction Lolita pointed.

If I remember correctly, that was the direction of Devil's Reef.

"Is the ceremony about to be completed..."

His eyes became more serious, and he asked softly:
"Did that smell suddenly become stronger?"

This matter cannot be taken lightly. He has to find out whether it is related to his entry into the Sixth History Fragment.

Lolita frowned, thought seriously for a while, and said:

"The smell must have started to get stronger before Uncle came back yesterday."

"Apart from this, have you ever had any other feelings?" Hearing this, Yule breathed a sigh of relief.

If this is the case, at least there is no direct connection between the two.

"No," Lolita shook her head. "If there is anything, it's that I'm hungry again."

She blinked her big eyes, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Hasn't the dried fish been eaten yet?" Yule wondered.

"I'm tired of eating..." Lolita whispered.

Hearing this, he was a little amused:

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Due to the famine, they could only bring very little food, and the only food available in Innsmouth was seafood.

For him, who had been injured by eating oysters before, every meal was like eating with his nose pinched.

Now when he eats, he feels a chill when he smells the smell of seafood.

Lolita sat on the chair, kicking her legs back and forth, and said:

"Anything, as long as it's not fish... Didn't uncle say he would buy me something delicious? I want to eat it!"

Not fish? Yule raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said:

"I think the only seafood available in Innsmouth is seafood. I'm planning to go out today, so I might as well buy some."

The London Suppression Bureau had been silent for the past few days, which made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

As it happened, the Suppression Bureau also had a branch in Ireland, which had a way to directly contact the headquarters, so he planned to go there and ask.

After leaving the Steam Church, Jules did not rush to find a car to leave Innsmouth, but first went towards the town center square.

Besides seeing the effect of the power of the waves on the other inhabitants of the place, his other purpose was to inspect the Devil's Reef.

"I hope nothing happens over at Devil's Reef."

He narrowed his eyes, thinking of the ruined city he had seen in the fragments of the Sixth History. The harsh and strange bell sounds seemed to still echo in his ears.

Is there a city of deep divers called "Yadis" at the bottom of this historical Devil's Reef?

……

The owner lowered his head, took out sandpaper, and polished the dull knife in his hand.

Next to his chopping board, there was a small fish with its scales removed, which jumped and struggled from time to time.

"Honey, remember to remove the fish's internal organs, otherwise the fishy smell will be a bit strong." A gentle female voice came from the room behind him.

"I know, I know. I've told you this countless times. I remember!" Although the owner's tone was a little impatient, his face was full of a happy smile.

He placed the fish on the chopping board, picked up the freshly sharpened knife, and was about to cut open the fish belly and take out the internal organs.

Suddenly, a smiling voice sounded:
"It seems that you have been doing well recently?"

The owner was stunned for a moment and suddenly looked up.

Jules was leaning against the door frame, a smile on his face, staring at him quietly.

The owner opened his mouth and the knife in his hand fell to the chopping board unconsciously.

He stuttered a little:

"Yes, yes, yes, it's you?"

His tone was even less harsh than at the beginning, and more pious.

Jules shook his head and said:
"Don't be so formal, just treat it like old friends catching up."

The shop owner smiled helplessly:
"You're joking. Now you are the leader of the Church of Father Dagon, and your status is no longer the same as before. You saved Innsmouth from its previous distortion, and everyone will be grateful to you."

Hearing this, Yule's eyes fluctuated, but he didn't say much.

"Dear, are there any guests?" The gentle female voice sounded again.

The shop owner pursed his lips, put down the knife in his hand, turned around and shouted:

"It's our benefactor! The great hero who saved Innsmouth!"

"Ah!" As soon as the words fell, a woman ran out hurriedly.

Unlike the shop owner's weather-beaten face, the woman's skin was pale enough, but it did not look sickly. Instead, it made her look more slender and beautiful.

Yule stared at the woman and said leisurely:

"This is your wife, right?"

As he said this, he looked at the woman's appearance.

Although it was completely different from what he remembered, he still saw many shadows of the "monster" in the past in the beautiful woman in front of him.

The shop owner nodded, revealing a smile from the heart:

"I thought she would never be the same again."

He turned around, gave his wife a deep hug, and said:
"Since you're here, why don't you stay and have a meal before leaving? My wife is a very good cook." Jules shook his head.
"No need, I'm here for something else."

"I see," the shop owner said, looking somewhat disappointed. "However, this is our thank you gift, please accept it."

He took out a small leather bag from the cabinet under him and handed it to Jules.

"No, no, no, I don't need the money, you keep it for yourself." Jules smiled and waved his hand.

At this moment, the shop owner's wife suddenly spoke softly:
"It's not money. This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. It might be useful to you."

A treasure passed down from ancestors?
Jules's eyes suddenly became a little serious.

He knew that the innkeeper's wife was a true native of Innsmouth and had the blood of the Codling Species flowing in her veins.

If it might be related to the shell species, then it would be difficult for him to refuse.

"Thank you very much."

He took the small leather bag, touched it, and was a little surprised.

From the touch, it seemed that there was only a bead-like object inside, which was quite heavy in the hand.

The shop owner's wife snuggled in his arms and smiled:
"It is said that this is a night-shining pearl that our ancestors brought back when they crossed the ocean."

"When things were tough in the past, we thought about selling it, but unfortunately no one wanted to listen to an Irish fisherman speaking his dialect. They just thought we were trying to cheat. Over time, no one thought about selling it anymore."

"I'm giving it to you as a token of my gratitude because when we visited Dagon Church, the bishop told us that you might be interested in this kind of thing."

Yule raised his eyebrows and said:

"Have you also become...believers of the Father?"

He wanted to call Dagon by his name, but suddenly realized that doing so seemed a little too disrespectful to the god.

Although he had no respect for Inspur, he still had to pretend to be respectful in front of his believers.

Otherwise, his position as the leader of the sect would be unstable.

"Yes," the two nodded simultaneously, and the shop owner said, "As long as I don't return to my original appearance, I am happy to believe in the Father."

He looked at his wife beside him, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

"It was so close that my beloved would never come back..."

The shop owner's wife lowered her head and gently hit the shop owner's chest:

"Silly boy, I've become like that before. What if I get hungry one day and eat you?"

The shop owner curled his lips and said nonchalantly:
"Then I can be considered to be with you forever in another way..."

Hearing this, the shop owner's wife's face turned red.

Jules watched the flirting between the "old couple" with a mixture of laughter and tears.

"Remember, you must be more careful in the future. If your wife shows any abnormality, be sure to come to the Steam Church and tell me immediately."

The shop owner nodded:
"Don't worry, I will."

After saying goodbye to the shop owner, Jules walked while playing with the small leather bag in his hand, feeling a sense of emotion in his heart.

This shop owner is also a lovesick person.

If he only cared about his wife's appearance, he could have left her long ago.

But he didn't. Instead, he took on the responsibility of a guardian, taking care of his wife wholeheartedly, and never left even when she almost turned into a monster.

"However, his wife has changed a lot..." Jules fell into thought.

If he remembered correctly, most of the Innsmouth residents who had "reverted to their ancestral state" had only reduced the distortions and mutations of the Deep Ones when they were transformed back, and still showed some unnatural Innsmouth features.

However, the innkeeper's wife did not bear any trace of Innsmouth's features.

Pale, slender, skeletal and beautiful, she was different.

This was his first impression of the shop owner's wife.

"Could it be that... this is her true 'Innsmouth Face'?"

If this is the case, it is consistent with his impression of the "Ys beyond the waves" in his dream.

In such a dreamy city, his descendants should grow up to be like the shop owner's wife, which would fit his imagination.

After pondering for a while, Jules picked up the small leather bag and took out the night pearl inside.

When he saw the true appearance of the night pearl inside, he was stunned.

"Why does it feel different from the Night Pearl I remember? The feel is weird too..."

The night pearl in his hand was extremely heavy, almost as heavy as an iron ball of the same size, or even heavier.

Moreover, the surface does not emit the stereotypical luster of a night pearl, but instead has a metallic color.

As he gazed, the information on the night pearl in his hand gradually emerged.

【Orichalcum Night Pearl】

[Quality: Third-level rare item]

[Effect: Under certain moonlight, it will illuminate the route to Ys.]

[Introduction: The people of Is are skilled in casting but lack art, but they are not discouraged by this, believing, "One day, Is will become like this." This object is cast from mountain copper and engraved with certain bell sounds that are not allowed by the world.]

As he stroked the round night pearl in his hand, Jules' heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Can this thing illuminate the way to the city in my dreams?

(End of this chapter)