My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 114 Lolita's Disappearance
When stepping on the moonlight, Jules did not feel any reality, but felt as if he was floating in the air.

However, no matter how hard he tried to get closer, it was of no avail.

The coast is getting farther and farther away, but the road still seems to have no end in sight.

Seeing that the moonlight was already half past midnight and there was still no progress, Jules finally gave up and brought Lolita back to the shore.

"Are there any special restrictions..." he thought to himself.

Along the way, he kept staring at the hazy moon hidden behind the clouds.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

The so-called "specific moonlight" seems to be no different.

However, Jules also keenly noticed one thing -

Tonight, the power belonging to the black skeleton in his body was particularly restless, even giving him a sense of joy.

It was like a prisoner imprisoned in a cell one day who happened to see a few rays of bright sunshine, and there was no jailer to check him.

After taking Lolita back, Jules stood on the edge of the dock, gazing at the vaguely emerging city on the waves.

The moonlight covered the sea, and the silver light extended to the endless distance.

The golden sea water flows through the city like a living thing.

The wooden planks beneath his feet were damp and cold from the waves, but Lolita didn't seem to care. She just sat beside him, wrapped her coat tightly around her, and her little face looked even paler in the moonlight.

She stared at Ys's "projection" and asked curiously:
"Uncle, what on earth is that?"

She also saw the extraordinary nature of the city, but no matter how close she and Jules got, they seemed unable to even touch the shadow of the city.

Jules sighed and said:

"A city... that doesn't exist in this world."

The sea breeze blew in, bringing a cool feeling into my collar.

The black power in Yule's body was still restless, like a beast awakened by the moonlight, growling and trying to break free.

He frowned, pressed his chest, and suppressed the strange movement, but he was a little confused.

What's going on? Does this moonlight have any effect on Hei Hai? Why is he so excited?
A heart full of questions is destined to remain unanswered.

Until the sky turned pale and the moonlight gradually faded, Ys, the "City of Corals and Waves", finally became blurred along with the moonlight.

Finally, it disappeared in the morning mist.

Yule withdrew his gaze and looked down at the night pearl.

The bead was dull in the morning light, looking like an ordinary metal ball.

"Sure enough, I can only witness it this time..." He felt a little regretful, but also more determined to find the "letter from home".

He had a feeling that if he could figure out what "specific moonlight" was, it would be of great use to him in the future.

[Hidden Objective: Witness the route to Ys under the moonlight]

[Reward: Questioning Ceremony]

When the shadow completely disappeared on the sea level, everything in front of Jules suddenly shattered.

At the last moment, he saw that Lolita in front of him also shattered and disappeared, but compared with the movement of other things shattering and disappearing, it seemed different.

After that, his vision fell into a brief period of endless darkness.

[The Sixth Historical Fragment: The Shadow of Innsmouth Collapses, and is Completely Lost]

[Currently Remaining Fragments of the Sixth History: Boule de Suif (Unfinished)]

The darkness twisted and reorganized, transforming into the familiar furnishings of the room.

But Jules didn't think about anything else. He rushed out of the room and headed towards Lolita's room.

"Lolita? Lolita! Are you there?"

The door slammed open, but all I saw was an empty space.

"This..." Yule's face gradually became ugly.

Lolita is gone? She can't just stay in those fragments, right?
But the fragments have already disintegrated, so what will happen to her who is left in the fragments?
Or could it be said that she also returned to this history, but the place she returned to was slightly different from her own?

"Damn it, if anything happens, I will never forgive you..." His eyes were filled with anger.

However, Yule also understood that since Lolita was the true son of the Wave God, it was impossible for the Wave to give her up easily, both emotionally and logically!
"Since this fragment belongs to Innsmouth, then if we go back into this history, it should still be in Innsmouth..."

His eyes flashed slightly and he quickly left the Steam Church.

It would definitely not be as convenient for one person to search as for everyone together - he wanted to ask Allen to mobilize Dagon's followers to help!
The bright morning light fell on his body, but it only made Jules feel cold.

He clenched his palms tightly, his nails almost making them bleed.

The Dagon Church was getting closer and more people were gathering around.

Although he was anxious, he also keenly noticed the abnormality.

"Why are there so many more people?" he asked puzzled.

Judging from the time of this history, it should not have been long. Even if the Dagon faith has been rectified, it will still take time to recover.

Could it be that... there's something wrong with the speed of time flowing this time?

His eyes suddenly became tense.

Without much hesitation, Jules ran towards the door of Dagon Church.

Soon, the stone church spire came into view.

It seemed that many of the people around had never seen Jules before, and they all looked surprised at his impatient look.

Some, after seeing the clergy uniform of the Steam Church on him, felt a faint sense of disgust.

However, more people's faces quickly showed a bit of reverence.

Most of them had seen Jules a few days ago and knew that he was the savior of the entire Innsmouth!

Moreover, these residents who did not have a clear understanding of the whole story of the incident deified Yuler even more after Allen's packaged sermons and speeches.

"My Lord, you are..."

Jules did not even pause for the greetings from the people around him, but rushed directly into the church.

At this moment, the church seemed to be holding some kind of activity.

Jules saw that Allen was holding a bible covered with dry moss in his hand, imitating the bishop's every move in his memory and speaking in a very serious manner.

"Dagon is our Heavenly Father and our Savior. He will rescue us from this filthy world..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly got stuck.

"Lord Divine Envoy, what's wrong with you?"

Alan said cautiously.

In his eyes, although Jules looked expressionless at the moment, he gave him a feeling of wanting to devour someone.

The candlelight in the church flickered, causing the shadows on the wall to sway.

Jules stood at the door, his chest heaving, his eyes sweeping across the hall like a knife.

Alan still held the holy book in his hand, but his posture became unconsciously more humble.

The eyes of the surrounding believers also turned to Jules with confusion and awe.

"Have you ever seen Lolita?" Jules' voice was low, but it revealed an unconcealable eagerness.

Alan was stunned for a moment, put down the holy book, walked over quickly and said:

"Lord Divine Messenger, are you talking about that little girl? Isn't she with you?"

Yule's eyes darkened, and without answering, he walked straight through the crowd.

The people in the church automatically made way for each other and talked in low voices.

The crisp sound of boots stepping on the stone slabs echoed in the quiet hall.

"Everyone listen," Yule stopped, turned around and faced everyone, his tone cold and hard, "I am only a messenger of God, and she is the true Son of God the Father, whose status is a million times more respected than mine!" Then, he changed the subject:
"But now, she's missing."

If you want to mobilize these Dagon believers, it is better to work hard on the language so that they can have the awareness of "doing it for God the Father".

Otherwise, forcing them to follow through with the might of a stick will only backfire.

As Jules finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, and most people were keenly aware that something had happened.

"Now, put down what you are holding and look for her in every corner of Innsmouth." Yule's face was expressionless, revealing a vague and terrifying pressure.

Seeing everyone whispering, Allen quickly stood on the stage and shouted:

"The Son of God has disappeared. This is our perfect opportunity to make merit for Father God! As long as we perform enough merits, Father God will surely take us into the Kingdom of God after our death, where we can enjoy eternal bliss!"

Soon, people began to walk out of the church.

The sound of footsteps mixed with the sea breeze from outside the door, and the church was instantly half empty.

Allen followed behind Yule and whispered:

"Lord Divine Envoy, please don't worry. She is the Son of the Wave God, so she should be fine."

"should?"

Jules' tone revealed an eerie calmness:
"I don't want to hear shoulds, I want to hear absolutelys."

If there was nothing unusual here, he could be 100% sure that Lolita would be fine.

After all, the other party is at least a real strong man close to the third level.

However, this is the venue for the ascension ceremony!

What if Lolita ends up in some dangerous place?
Previously, in the fragment of the Sixth History, even when faced with an Ascension Ceremony that had not yet begun, they almost failed, and Lolita even fainted for a while.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen if it was delayed for too long.

Alan swallowed his saliva, not daring to say anything more. He turned around and told the rest of the people to speed up.

Jules walked out of the church, stood on the stone steps, and glanced at the distant coastline.

The morning light was dazzling and the sea was as calm as a mirror, but it failed to calm his mind and only made him feel a little angry.

Now when he sees the sea, he thinks of waves.

Whenever he thought of the waves, he wanted to curse!

There are few good guys among this group of Si Chen!
Gradually more and more people came to the street: fishermen pushing carts, women carrying baskets, and children running around, shouting and playing.

Innsmouth regained its vitality, but to Le, this bustle was just an unintentional mockery.

Even if no one is targeting him.

He found a secluded place, sat down in the corner with his legs spread out, closed his eyes slightly, and began to recall the "silence" of that day.

Matilda said that just by maintaining that certain silence, she could be called.

Let’s try it for now…

Following the clues in his memory, he tried hard and clumsily to imitate the feeling of silence, but he always felt that something was missing.

"Is it because I'm too impatient?"

After repeated failed imitations, Jules finally determined that it was his impatience that interfered with the laws of "winter".

Winter is the criterion of silence and death, remembrance and disappearance. Under its influence, things will become poignant and slow.

"I thought of contacting you in this way because I was impatient, but the more impatient I was, the less likely I was to get in touch with you." He shook his head, a helpless smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

After adjusting for a while, Jules finally calmed down.

When that particular silence was fully formed, Matilda's gentle voice echoed in his mind:

"Three days have passed. Has something unexpected happened?"

Three days? It seems there's something wrong with the flow of time.

Jules pursed his lips and was about to speak when Matilda's voice echoed again:

"You don't have to speak, just be silent and I can read it."

Hearing this, he gently closed his eyes.

Through silence, the two of them communicated quietly but extremely efficiently.

He did not tell Matilda anything about the Sixth History Fragment, but he also conveyed the news of Lolita's mysterious disappearance.

Moreover, he also expressed in an obscure way that the rituals here may have been weakened by him.

To this, Matilda whispered in his mind:

"If she disappeared due to some mysterious force, then perhaps you could look for her in a place where similar laws exist. Perhaps there would be some kind of mystical attraction that would draw her closer to that place."

"In addition, I will try to delay my father's arrival. At the same time, I will study the weaknesses of the ritual you created and try to find a way to bring you out."

Jules's mouth corners slightly raised:

"Thank you."

He muttered these words out of his mouth.

When he finished speaking, the silence was broken and the communication between the two ended.

Jules stood up, walked out of the alley, and looked towards the Devil's Reef in the distance.

"Could it be there..."

His eyes flashed and he walked away directly.

At this moment, the Devil's Reef pier is still dilapidated, but there is a bit more vitality along the way.

He could even see some of Dagon's followers coming here.

The sea breeze was salty, damp and cold, blowing on Yule's face.

He stood at the edge of Devil's Reef Pier, his eyes like knives sweeping across the dilapidated wooden piles and the gray waves rolling in the distance.

The rotten wood under my feet creaked, and the sea water hit the rocks, as low as the breathing of a wild beast.

He didn't stop, but walked deeper along the pier.

Several Dagon believers nearby went into the abandoned warehouse to search, occasionally turning over the piled up fishing nets, pushing aside the scattered wooden boards, and muttering to themselves.

"Master, you are here."

Suddenly, a familiar hoarse voice sounded.

Santiago? Jules turned his head in surprise and said:
"Why are you still here?"

But he immediately remembered that what he had said before was to Santiago in the Sixth History Fragment, and the one who witnessed the change was not the Santiago in front of him.

Although there are signs of improvement in Innsmouth at the moment, it can only be said that the symptoms are being treated and the root cause is not being addressed.

Santiago twitched his lips and said:
"I heard that the Son of God is missing."

He had obviously already consulted with the Dagonists.

Yule frowned and said:

"Why, do you have any clues?"

"Clues...I don't know." Santiago shook his head.

Just when Yule's face darkened and he thought the other party was making fun of him, Santiago suddenly said:
"But I've noticed some unusual movements over at Devil's Reef these past few days."

"This unusual movement reached its peak this morning and then quickly subsided."

Jules was slightly stunned.

This morning, isn't that the time for me to return?
His breathing quickened.

Could it be that Lolita is now under this historical devil's reef?!

(End of this chapter)