My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 57 The Earl of Wellington

The leather shoes made a tapping sound as they stepped on the cobblestone ground after the rain.

Along the way, the gentleman in the top hat had a smooth journey.

Jules could see that the other party had obviously been to Rose Manor many times.

Even the servants were not surprised by this. They just bowed and respectfully addressed him as "Lord Des" when they met him.

Since he had just changed his clothes not long ago, although he still smelled of blood, at least he didn't look so scary.

His cuffs were fluttering empty, and from time to time a servant could not help but cast a strange look at him, but no one dared to stare at him closely for fear of angering the lord.

Lord Des's reaction to these people was unusually cold—or rather, his attention was completely unfocused on them.

Soon, he stopped in front of a mansion whose owner was not indicated.

"Please let them know that I'm visiting."

The guard nodded: "Please wait a moment."

He obviously recognized Lord Des and turned and walked into the mansion.

Lord Des's face was filled with anxiety, and he kept rubbing his hands.

"Hurry up..." He muttered in a low voice, completely losing his previous calm demeanor.

At the same time, Jules looked at the mansion with a frown.

For some reason, this place always gives him a feeling of depression.

After a while, the guard came out and said respectfully:
"My lord, the count will let you in."

Lord Des nodded and walked into the Earl's Mansion in two steps.

Jules originally wanted to sneak in when the guards weren't paying attention, but as soon as he got nearby, the feeling of oppression suddenly became extremely severe.

"This..." He pondered for a while and decided not to take the risk.

The count was the last person on his list, and God knew what strange tricks he had.

It’s better to proceed with caution...

Using his enhanced physical fitness, Yule easily climbed up a nearby tree and looked into the mansion from the window.

A man with prominent cheekbones and withered flesh was receiving Lord Des like a host.

Just the first sight of that person, an instinctive reaction from his body told him that this person was the target he was looking for!
Because the distance was too far and there was noise interference, he could only try his best to eavesdrop on the content.

"...I told you, don't bother me with this kind of thing." The skinny man's voice was very hoarse, as if he was about to die.

Lord Des's panicked voice rang out:

"No, listen to me! That person is most likely a remnant of the evildoers we didn't kill off completely back then. Otherwise, there's no way he could know us so well."

"Remnants..." The skinny man fell into deep thought. After a while, he said:
"Could it be that some of the descendants of the Red Cup from back then are still alive?"

Lord Des frowned and said:
"His power is strange, but it doesn't seem like the power of a Red Cup descendant."

"If not, then don't bother me!"

The skinny man's tone was calm, but one could still hear his impatience:

"Just inform the Suppression Bureau and let them handle it. My ritual has reached a critical point. Any further disruption could cause irreversible damage."

Hearing the skinny man's words, Lord Desel's face was filled with resentment, but he could only lower his head and said:

"Yes."

Descendant of the Red Cup… After listening to the entire conversation outside the house, Yule’s eyes became a little solemn.

From what they said, it seems that in the past, this earl had led a massacre of the descendants of the Red Cup?

If that was the case, it seemed that the secret between the Blood Cup Cult and the Wellington family was more complicated than he had imagined.

Suddenly, he heard the hoarse voice of the skinny man not far away again:
"Lord Des, you don't have to leave so quickly. Perhaps there are other solutions."

Lord Des said in surprise:
"My Lord Earl of Wellington, why do you say that?" Jules was listening carefully when he suddenly noticed that Earl of Wellington suddenly turned his head and looked in his direction!

A terrible sense of crisis suddenly came from under me.

Before he could dodge, the tree suddenly split open, and roots stretched out from it, tightly wrapping around his thighs!

The roots pierced deeply into his flesh, and a terrible hunger came from it, as if it wanted to eat him up.

What made Jules' heart even more depressed was that every pore on his body that had come into contact with the trees was itching, and some even had roots faintly emerging!

This is the authority of "fertility" and "appetite" belonging to the principle of the cup!
"Lord Des, you really have brought me a great gift."

There was no anger in Earl Wellington's voice, but Lord Desair was already trembling all over and fell to his knees with a thud.

"My Lord, it's true. I was too weak to detect the pursuer..."

"Oh, never mind," Earl Wellington looked at Jules with a smile on his face. "I guess you are the Ripper from earlier?"

"The power of the Moth Code is indeed quite powerful when used for concealment. Unfortunately, your desires betrayed your whereabouts."

Yule understood that it was because of the fluctuation in his emotions when he heard the secret that he was discovered by the other party.

Before, even Carl and his companions at the second level found it difficult to discover themselves so easily. This meant that the Earl of Wellington was at least at the third level!

He licked his lips and laughed:

"Amazing! You're the first one to spot me without me making any moves."

He took out his knife, cut off the roots on his body in an instant, fell from the tree, and disappeared from the sight of Earl Wellington.

"You must pay the price for forcing me to interrupt the ceremony." Earl Wellington's calm but cold voice sounded.

Yule always had a feeling that the other party seemed to be deliberately suppressing certain emotions, and even though he was extremely angry now, he did not show it.

"Protect the Earl!" The guards had already noticed the movement here and immediately started shouting. Some of them were holding weapons and slowly approaching.

Seeing that it had reached the most critical moment, Jules no longer cared about hiding. He took out his pistol, pointed it at the window in front of him, and opened fire.

With a bang, the glass windows shattered.

Then, he grabbed the raised edge of the windowsill and climbed up the windowsill easily as nimbly as a monkey, and flipped into the mansion, leaving the surrounding guards looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Quick! Enter the mansion! Protect the Earl!"

……

After climbing into the mansion, Jules looked up and saw Earl of Wellington looking at him quietly with a cold look in his eyes.

"You are not a descendant of the Red Cup, why are you bothering me?"

"Why?" Thinking of the numerous crimes they had committed in his own history, Jules suddenly wanted to laugh.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said:
"Just some insignificant person you never cared about—who says a commoner's child can't seek revenge?"

He had a feeling that his "body" seemed to be wailing because of what he said.

Souls from two different histories resonated at this moment.

"So, I am actually temporarily 'borrowing' his body to carry out his will?" Yule thought to himself.

But the current situation did not allow him to think too much.

He summoned the tusk scepter with his backhand, and the terrifying aura emanating from it made Earl Wellington unconsciously take a step back.

But immediately, Earl Wellington smiled strangely and said:
"Lord Des, now is your chance to atone for your sins."

"……what?"

Lord Des was still in a daze.

Suddenly, without warning, Earl Wellington pulled out a knife, turned around and stabbed Lord Desair!

(End of this chapter)