[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

Ace once wondered what the power that suddenly appeared in his body was, was it something that the emerald was born with, or was it artificially caused?

Considering the special nature of this continent, the possibility of human-caused is very small.He once suspected that the power came from the blood, but no matter how many experiments he tried, the power never reappeared, as if the feeling at that time was just Ace's illusion.

Either heredity, or someone deliberately doing it, no matter what the possibility is, the other party must be someone who is very close to the emerald.However, when holding Claude's hand, the long-dormant power suddenly surged out from his chest, as if he was attracted by something...

Ace's gaze involuntarily focused on Claude.The world of the right eye is still the archdeacon with his head covered in a hood, unable to see clearly, but the world of the left eye is rapidly regressing.A man in a black cloak approached the hotel, a man in a black cloak walked out of Notre Dame, a man in a black robe stood on the north bell tower and looked down...

…The inexplicably familiar eyes, the just-right invitation to meet, the strange power boiling in the blood…

Unable to tell whether it was anger or curiosity, Ace almost couldn't wait to lift the hood of the person in front of him.Although the mother's whereabouts have not been found out yet, Claude must be the father who didn't run away...

...had...

His gaze suddenly froze.

Half-length blond hair fell from the back of the neck, and a face as pale as ice and snow appeared in the dim light.The color of the eyelashes seems to be a little light, the skin color seems to be too pale, the thin cheeks seem to have no flesh, and the cold eyes make him seem unapproachable...

However, like a sculpture carefully crafted by the best craftsman, all of these are perfectly integrated in Claude.He is handsome and cold, like a corpse that has come to life, but he also seems to have a strange charm, making it impossible to walk out of his bright eyes and melodious voice...

With blond hair and blue eyes, fair skin and beautiful appearance, Claude certainly fits Ace's aesthetics.

...But how could Claude be so young? Hey! ! !

If he hadn't developed the habit of not showing emotions, Ace would have been dumbfounded by now.But although his hand was still firmly holding Claude's wrist, the strength suppressing the other party relaxed a lot involuntarily.

The Eye of Horus is still dutifully showing the rewinding time to Ace, but Ace's attention is all on the face in front of him.Claude has something to do with the energy in his body, Claude is the one who threw him away, Claude has been peeping(?) him since he first entered Paris, Claude is his father...

... No, no!According to this, Claude will be three or 40 years old at least! !Why is he so young! !Not to mention wrinkles and baldness, which are taboos for middle-aged people! !It's so close that you can't even see a pore on your face! !

...Both blond and a young man of twenty, Phoebes was...

Ace's thinking was distorted for a moment, and he immediately forced himself back to normal.It is too much to say that Claude is so young. If it is not for some special reasons such as family inheritance, then the only option is not him... But if it is not him, how can we explain the familiar gaze and the archdeacon? identity of?But if he were himself, John would have forehead wrinkles at the age of 16, but Claude couldn't even see a single white hair...

...the flowery pants of the God of Creation!What the hell is going on! !

Although he was so close, Claude couldn't feel the horror of Ace at all.After the hood was lifted, he gave up his resistance and let Ace press him against the wall: "...Have you seen enough?"

Ace came back to his senses, stared at him for a few seconds, and then suddenly broke into a smile: "Of course."

To be able to sit in the position of the vice bishop, of course, it is impossible to be a fool without a plan. It is impossible for Claude to fail to see that he already knows his identity... However, both parties already know each other well, Claude But she still has to pretend to be a fool. Could it be that she doesn't intend to recognize him?

Ace still remembers the malice he felt when he was watched before.Claude really cared about his son, but he felt disgusted with him, wishing he would die... With his young appearance and complex emotions, his cheap father is actually quite interesting.

As if his eyes were stung by that too bright smile, Claude lowered his eyes: "...It seems that you are satisfied?"

"There can't be anything more satisfying than this." Ace said with a pun, and then lowered his forehead, almost touching Claude's forehead, "But you... for what you saw today, it's okay satisfied?"

Claude raised his eyes in amazement, as if to determine whether he was joking or something else.But now, the distance between the two is too close, even breathing seems to be glued together...

He subconsciously wanted to back up, but his back had already touched the dusty wall.There was a mocking look on his face, and his eyes changed from complicated to pure hatred again: "Extremely satisfied."

Their eyes met for a moment, then they separated immediately.There was a smile on Ace's lips, and he said lazily: "I guess you must be reprimanding me for being rude, but who told me that I have no parental discipline since I was a child... Since you are here, why don't you help me , find my father."

He immediately let go of his hand and took a few steps back.And Claude almost couldn't wait to leave from the wall and took a few steps forward - when both of them stopped, the distance between them was not much larger than before.

Ace raised his eyebrows slightly, and grabbed the opponent's wrist before he could back away.Fingers moved inward along the gap of the cuff, and gradually tightened on Claude's cold skin: "It seems...you and I agree."

Claude sneered: "You really lack parental discipline, I will find a way to find that irresponsible parent for you. But you haven't answered me yet, how do you know he is a priest?"

"There is more than one person who saw him throwing me away... Let me think about it, how do they describe it? Blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a black priest's uniform..." Ace's eyes wandered over Claude , suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, "Oh, you seem to be dressed like this. It's just that you don't look like a middle-aged man at all, but he must be old. I don't know if my adoptive mothers saw it. Can you recognize his appearance?"

Claude looked calm: "God has his own arrangements."

"That's right, arrange to give me the status of an outcast..." Ace approached Claude again, stepping back step by step, "It's different from a loyal servant of God like you... I'm a complete alien Christians don't believe in God at all. Compared with God, I would rather believe in something tangible in my hand..."

Claude's expression inevitably changed slightly.Ace caught this keenly, and a sneering smile appeared on his lips: "...you agree with my point of view, don't you?"

Claude shook off his hand in embarrassment, and walked towards the door: "I will remember to keep an eye out for you."

"You left too hastily, I haven't told you the reward yet." Ace said coldly, pulled his shoulder hard, and smiled sarcastically, "I heard that the French like to meet Hugs and kisses, and Christ will kiss every one of his disciples..."

He slid his arms, hugged Claude's back, and whispered in his ear: "I want to give you a kiss too."

Claude's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and then he closed his eyes in silence.

This default attitude seems like an invitation in Ace's eyes.He became inexplicably excited, as if a flame was burning in his heart.At this moment, he forgot that the other party was Emerald's father, clasped the back of Claude's head with his palm, and lowered his head...

However, before he actually touched the other's cold lips, a sense of crisis suddenly flashed.Ace hugged Claude, turned sideways suddenly, the cold light of the dagger just brushed his shoulder and passed through the air, and then Phoebus's jealous face was revealed.

He was originally handsome, with affectionate eyes, just like his name Phoebus, he is as lovable as the incarnation of the sun god.However, now his face is distorted, and his expression is almost ferocious.The dagger missed, and he stabbed Claude again.However, this time Ace was prepared. After releasing Claude, he clamped Phoebe's wrist and said sharply, "What are you doing!?"

"You have known each other for a long time!" Phoebus gritted his teeth, his eyes of hatred passed over Ace's face and landed on Claude's face, "You have known each other for a long time... So, what happened a month ago That thing...you already knew about it!?"

Ace frowned slightly: "A month ago? What happened?" He was sensitive to what had happened between Phoebes and Claude, but he couldn't figure out why there was a connection between them.

Is it because of John?Phoebus and John seem to have a good relationship, but John and Claude seem to have a bad relationship... No, no, if it was John, Phoebus would not feel so angry because he knew Claude, let alone I don't know that John's brother is Claude...

...But if it's because of himself... Could it be that Claude once investigated Phoebus because of himself?And because of something Phoebes did... taught him a lesson?

...it seems even more unacceptable to substitute Claude into the model of a good dad...

Ace twitched the corners of his lips for his own thoughts, and looked at Phoebus with a much gentler gaze.I don't know what Claude did to make Phoebe jump out so angrily and shout at him?

Claude always looked calm.He stood back a few steps, and said coldly, "What's the matter with you, Captain Xia Duopei? I came here to see this gentleman, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

Fubis pushed Ace away furiously, and said angrily: "If I hadn't come out, would you have already kissed me!? I was the one who asked him out today, but I hid under the dog In the room, watching you make out here!"

"..." Ace couldn't help feeling a little guilty.Although there is nothing between him and Claude, he seems to have put a soundproof spell on the room just now... If you can't hear the voice of speaking, but can only see the movement, it seems...maybe...probably...he It's really a little (?) ambiguous with Claude's actions...

...But Claude is Emerald's father, no matter how hungry he is, he can't attack his father!Ace frowned in distress, not knowing how to explain it to Phoebus.After hesitating for a while, the words came to his lips, but Ace caught a glimpse of Claude's half-smile expression...

... You also have to consider the psychology of cheap fathers.

Ace immediately changed his mind: "Maybe you misread it...it's a matter of angle. Don't forget, we were here before..."

He stopped talking meaningfully, and saw with satisfaction a blush on the face of Phoebus.Although it's not as impressive as Claude... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh than Phoebes is still cute.

He took the lead to walk out the door, and said like an invitation: "Shall we go to another room?"

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Ace put his hand on the doorknob, waiting for Phoebus to follow.However, there was a sudden noise behind him, followed by a scream.

Ace's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around immediately.In just a few seconds, it seemed as if there had been a struggle between Phoebes and Claude. Claude's cloak was pulled off, and a long hole was cut in the corner of the robe, but the The dagger appeared in his hand, but Phoebus was lying on the ground, dark blood stains gradually spreading from his chest.

Ace couldn't help but took a few steps inside, dumbfounded: "You...killed him?"

In just a few seconds, how did things develop to this point!

Claude glanced at him coldly, as if he was about to say something, but there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside, and then someone began to knock hard on the door.A gruff voice yelled, "Routine check!"

A smile suddenly appeared on Claude's lips.He threw the dagger to the ground, straightened his robes, and stepped back.Then when people outside started banging on the door, he turned and braced himself against the window and jumped from the second floor.

Ace: "..."

Fuck! !What about my dear father! ! ! !