My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 129 Entering the Monastery

Even Ram seemed unable to explain what the treasure was.

"I only know there's treasure, but I don't know what it is," he said, somewhat embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, Jules fell into deep thought.

Although the priest didn't describe what the materials looked like, after witnessing the suppression ritual up close, he had a general idea.

The underlying principles that constitute the ritual are the laws of beginning and end.

Since the "winter" that attracts ghouls has not yet subsided, his main purpose is to find the "opening" that governs the "doors".

He didn't know much about the celestial being "Arc Moon" that the St. Resurrection Monastery later worshipped, but he knew that part of the authority of this celestial being was related to the principles of enlightenment.

Among the occult students in London, there is a saying:

Sometimes, the moon's radiance is the key to unlocking other dimensions.

Jules suspected that what he needed was very likely the "treasure" that Ram had mentioned, which only appeared during the full moon.

As he was pondering, Ram's chuckle rang out:

"You think it's dangerous too, right? How about we go tomorrow?"

Jules raised his head, glanced at Ram, and shook his head, saying:
"No, today, and we'll stay there until moonrise."

Ram's expression visibly froze for a moment:
"No, it can't be that bad, can it? Those wandering spirits..." He was clearly a little scared.

He paused for a moment, then continued:
"Could it be that what you're looking for is that treasure that appears during the full moon?"

"Maybe, let's try our luck."

Jules stretched and said casually:

"Don't worry, I'll protect you—and don't hold onto that amulet around your neck anymore. I've checked it, it's completely useless. It had nothing to do with how you got out last time."

Ram awkwardly removed his hand from the amulet, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:
"Are you like those people, someone who studies mysticism and possesses extraordinary powers?"

Jules nodded calmly in response.

Ram is, after all, an adventurer who travels around everywhere, so it's normal for him to have some knowledge of the occult.

The person asking such a question must have already guessed it.

Seeing Jules so nonchalant, Lam breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then it's up to you this time..."

The two quickly left the hotel.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the hotel, a group of uninvited guests blocked their way.

Leading the group was none other than the burly man who had slapped Ram yesterday, Uriel Barto, who claimed to be working for a mysterious "master".

When Ram saw the other person, he was visibly nervous.

"What...is there for you?"

Uriel snorted and turned his head slightly. The two people behind him stepped forward in unison and bowed to Ram.

"Mr. Ram, please give me your guidance."

The greetings rang out almost simultaneously.

Ram frowned and said:

"What are you doing here...?"

He recognized the two men; they were adventurers who were somewhat well-known in the area.

We don't usually get along, but we're not enemies either; at most, we just ignore each other when we pass by.

Uriel said calmly:

“My master and I talked last night, and we no longer trust your abilities—so we spent some money to find someone else to assist you.”

“This…isn’t necessary? I just…” Ram hesitated.

But before he could finish speaking, he was forcefully interrupted by Uriel.

“Mr. Ram,” Uriel, who was quite tall, looked down at Ram, “I don’t want to say much, but I’ll just give you one piece of advice: don’t disobey my master’s and my ‘good intentions’.”

Ram was silent for a moment, then said:

“I understand, but I already have companions, so…”

Uriel glanced at Jules and said with a hint of disdain:

"Him? Mr. Ram, it's not that I don't trust your friend's abilities, but finding antiques is no child's play."

Yesterday, although he showed Jules a so-called "friendly" attitude and even invited him to the wedding.

But anyone with eyes can see that it's just empty talk.

At this moment, his attitude towards Le was completely exposed.

He looked at Jules with a slightly provocative expression, as if he wanted to see a look of exasperation on the latter's face.

To his surprise, Jules not only didn't get angry, but his expression didn't even change—as if he hadn't heard his mockery at all.

Jules simply stared at Uriel and said calmly:

"What conditions would I need to meet the person behind the scenes?"

Uriel raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jules with some surprise.

"You want to see my master?"

Seeing Jules nod, Uriel shook his head, his face full of arrogance, and said:

"That depends on whether my master is willing. Perhaps, once you get what he needs, you'll have a chance to meet him."

"What do you need?"

Jules said slowly:
"Is it the 'antique' you mentioned before?"

“That’s right, antiques, and they have to be old enough!” Uriel emphasized the word “old”.

Jules's mouth corners slightly raised:

“Okay, I’ll help you find them—let’s work together on these two.”

Ram stared wide-eyed at him, but couldn't say anything.

Upon hearing this, Uriel seemed surprised that Jules would actually agree, and looked him up and down again as if he were getting to know Jules all over again.

He looked extraordinary, but his demeanor was ordinary, far inferior to those extraordinary individuals... Uriel quickly made a judgment in his mind.

Thinking he had Jules completely under his control, he said with a smile:
"It's a pleasure to work with you. Just come to me whenever you find an antique."

As for promises and demands made in advance?

The antiques were something he found and presented to their owner; what do they have to do with these people who are about to die?
……

Finally, halfway there, they found a chance to rest. Ram pulled Jules aside and said anxiously:
"What are you doing? Are you really going to cooperate with Uriel? And you even brought those two along?"

At that moment, Jules, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, heard Ram's words but didn't turn his head, simply saying leisurely:
"What? What's the problem?"

“This is a huge problem!”

Ram gritted his teeth and said:

“I know you’re very capable, but don’t underestimate Uriel because of that! Those two are clearly here to spy on me, and they probably have ill intentions.”

At this point, he subconsciously glanced around to make sure the two people were gone before continuing:

“I suspect that Uriel plans to kill us all after we find the ‘antique’ he’s looking for, and take all the credit!”

Jules nodded slightly:

"Yeah, I know."

Ram's expression froze instantly:
"You knew that, so why did you agree to it?"

Jules turned around and gave Ram a deep look.

“He said earlier that he had communicated with his ‘master’ last night, and you should know what that means.”

Ram was a smart man, and after Jules's prompting, he immediately understood. "He has a method of communicating with that nobleman, and it can be used anytime, anywhere, over a long distance?"

He knew that telegrams couldn't get through to London at this time.

Yule smiled and said:
"Do you really think that if you actually find the antique he needs and hand it over to that nobleman behind the scenes, he will let you and your sister go?"

Upon hearing this, Ram pursed her lips:
"Maybe not."

"That's right."

Jules smiled:

"Since they won't give us certain things, then we'll take them ourselves."

Ram nodded thoughtfully.

……

After a while, when Jules and Ram returned to the carriage, the two adventurers hired by Uriel to travel with them saw them return and said indifferently:

"You're back? You've been gone for so long, we almost thought you were scared."

Ram's expression darkened slightly:

"Cliff, you'd better watch your mouth—otherwise, once you're inside the monastery, I can't guarantee you'll leave alive from those monsters."

He had never gotten along with the person in front of him, and now that the other party was hired to "monitor" him, he naturally had no intention of giving him a friendly look.

The man called Cliff scoffed:
"Ramu, your employer doesn't trust you enough to have to hire outside help. Don't you know your own capabilities?"

Ram simply gave Cliff a cold look and said nothing.

Seeing that Ram didn't respond, the latter realized he was being frivolous and stopped talking.

The other person, however, kept staring at Jules, looking thoughtful.

Once the carriage started moving again and stepped onto the path of fallen leaves worn into the woods, the last man leaned close to Cliff and whispered in his ear, his voice heavy with concern:
"Cliff, the person Ram found this time is not simple."

Cliff raised an eyebrow and replied in a low voice:

"Logan, have you discovered something unusual?"

The man called Logan shook his head and said:

"No, but I always felt that he gave me a feeling that made me uneasy."

Cliff frowned and pondered for a moment, then said:

"Perhaps it's just your imagination. I've been observing that person and haven't noticed anything special about them."

In his eyes, Jules was quite taciturn.

Although he was extraordinary, he never exerted the same level of pressure on him as Mr. Uriel.

Therefore, he did not think Jules was some hidden master—at most, he was only slightly better than them.

Seeing that Logan seemed about to say something, Cliff stopped him and said softly:

"Don't worry, with Mr. Uriel's help, this mission will definitely be completed..."

……

Their conversation, which they thought was private, was overheard by Jules in the next carriage.

"Hey, this is interesting..."

A mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Unexpectedly, these two explorers were not entirely useless; someone actually sensed the hidden danger emanating from them.

However, the other party was clearly not vigilant enough and did not realize that their conversation had been completely overheard.

When Ram saw Jules suddenly give a strange smile, he was startled and after a long pause said:

"What’s wrong with you?"

Jules shook his head and smiled faintly:
"I just listened to a good show. You go and do your own thing."

Ram waved his hand, took out a map from his pocket, spread it out on his lap, and showed all the punctuation marks on it.

"This is the map I'll give them later; it marks most of the potentially dangerous areas."

Jules quickly glanced around and nodded slightly.

"It seems you have indeed been to that monastery more than once."

The markings on this parchment map are very clear, and the reproduction seems to be quite good.

Upon hearing this, Ram's lips curled slightly, and she said:
"This is just for them. Since our trip will definitely be to a full moon, this map will have some meaning."

He then took out a map from his pocket and handed it to Jules.

Jules slowly unfolded it—in addition to the markings already made on the previous parchment map, he had also specially drawn several dots with a different colored pen.

"These are the locations where the 'treasure' might be marked, based on the accounts of survivors who supposedly witnessed the full moon night."

Ram shook his head and said with a wry smile:
"But apart from that, we have no other clues."

Jules examined the unusual map closely, his fingers gently tracing the marked points.

“This is enough. At least we have a direction.” He said confidently, carefully putting the map away.

According to Ram's map, the monastery seemed to be larger than he had imagined, and the wandering spirits were quite active, unlike ordinary dead people.

The carriage continued on its way, and the forest grew increasingly dark, with dense foliage almost completely blocking out the sky, allowing only a few rays of sunlight to filter through the gaps.

The trees lining the road stood like wooden guardians, or like fierce beasts waiting to pounce, silently watching the intruders.

Occasionally, branches would be blown by the wind, rubbing against each other and making a creaking sound that was particularly jarring in the quiet woods.

As the outline of the monastery gradually came into view, a sense of oppression washed over us.

The ruins of the ancient building appeared even more eerie under the gloomy sky.

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and everyone got off and stood around the monastery, unconsciously holding their breath.

Ram looked up at the monastery before him, took a deep breath, and said:

"The first two times, there were four or five people who went in with me, but in the end, I was the only one who managed to come out alive each time."

He looked at Jules with a complicated and worried expression.

He definitely didn't care about those two guys; if they died, they died.

But he felt that Jules' personality was compatible with his own, and that he might be able to help him a lot. He didn't want to see anything happen to Jules.

Jules returned Ram's reassuring look before gazing once more at the ruins before him.

It was deathly silent, yet he had a sense of bustling activity and many people around him.

In the past, this place may have been shrouded in the dawn and bathed in the midday sun.

Even if faith transforms into a crescent moon in the future, the gentle and beautiful moonlight should still envelop this place in complete tranquility.

However, at this moment, it has become a ghost town.

"Are these wandering spirits all monks and monks who died for unknown reasons...?" He pondered, as some thoughts gradually emerged in his mind.

If given the chance to free those monks and friars from this pitiful state of wandering souls, could he directly question their souls?

However, he could only think about it.

The priest is very likely a transcendent being of the Winter Code, and may even possess relevant rituals, which is where he is less professional than the priest.

But one thing is certain—

In terms of efficiency in killing, no one present could match him.

“Let’s go in,” Ram said, his brow furrowed. “Before the sun sets.”

He carefully opened the half-closed door and slipped inside.

Jules followed closely behind.

Logan and Cliff walked side by side at the back, their eyes gleaming with an eerie light.

(End of this chapter)