[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

Dad has already run away, but the lover can't just throw it on the ground and leave it alone.Phoebus was lying on the ground dying of breath, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a picture that was about to hang up...

Two years has been enough for him to understand how unsafe medical measures are in this world, not to mention curing diseases, some doctors can't even prescribe the right medicine...Because of emotion and reason, Ace felt that he couldn't be left behind like this Biss doesn't care.Although the door was banging loudly, the latch was still firmly stuck in place, and it didn't matter if it was delayed for a few minutes.Anyway, he didn't need to jump out of the window to escape, as long as he used his invisibility before those people came in.

He squatted halfway beside Phoebus, reached into the magic power, and checked it a little bit.The wound was only less than one centimeter away from the heart, and it was pierced obliquely through the gap between the ribs... It can be seen that if Phoebes hadn't been able to dodge quickly, it might have hit the heart directly.

There is no problem with his life, but he lost a lot of blood.But Phubus is only in his 20s, and he can be alive and kicking again after raising him.Ace breathed a sigh of relief, and gave him two holy light spells to speed up the healing of the wound. When he was about to get up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the dagger thrown on the ground by Claude.

It's really strange... When facing him, Claude didn't have the slightest resistance... How come when facing Phoebes, he was able to snatch the opponent's dagger in two or three moves, and in turn seriously injured him ?After all, Phoebus was the captain of the imperial archery team, but he was defeated so easily by a priest...

In a thought, Ace couldn't help reaching out and holding the dagger, and then put Phoebe's arm on his shoulder, trying to help him up and leave together.Although I don't know why someone suddenly came up to search, but if the room is empty, they can't just find someone to punish...

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "... what I saw with my own eyes was none other than Captain Phoebes de Chateaupe. He has been here many times... there are three people in total, go in first One came, and another came behind, and the one in front was pretty, but he was not a good person at first glance! My lords, I'll get the key..."

The banging stopped.Ace yelled inwardly, and hurriedly put Phoebus down.However, because of his actions just now, Phoebus has recovered his sanity.As soon as he was put back on the ground by Ace, he opened his eyes: "Damn, let me..."

Ace shook his head at him, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk, there seems to be someone searching outside, I'll take you away first..."

If Phoebus was still in a coma, with the testimony of the old woman, Ace would have no way to take him away; but since Phoebus is awake, it would be very simple to find someone to pretend to be an alibi.Even if someone pursued the bloodstains and cloak in the room, there was nothing he could do about it.

It's strange that the patrol came, but the possibility of targeting Ace is slim.They came here in a carriage along the way, because the possibility of Phoebus getting into trouble is very small...Then the biggest suspect is his cheap father, Claude.

Ace couldn't help being depressed for a while—what a hatred!Forget it before he was born, how did he provoke Claude now!

Phoebus turned his neck stiffly, his eyes stopped on the open window: "He's gone?"

Hearing something wrong in his tone, Ace didn't take it seriously: "Let's leave quickly before they find the key..."

"You are so kind to him," Phoebus said hoarsely. "Why did he run away when I was injured? You should obviously keep him and let him accept the punishment..."

Ace frowned slightly, always feeling that Phoebus misunderstood something: "I will explain the relationship with him when I get to other places..."

"I don't need an explanation." Phoebus pulled out a weird smile and murmured, "Who would explain to me when I was beaten up and thrown into the street in a woman's dress?" Ever? Now it seems that that kind of humiliation is also in your plan..."

Ace's heart tightened, and just as he was about to say something, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the door.Then there was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock... He wanted to take Phoebus away, but Phoebus, who didn't know where the strength came from, hugged Ace's neck tightly.

"Go to hell, Egyptian!"

—the latch snapped and fell to the ground.And then there was a creak, and the wooden door was finally opened.

-

When he first met John, Louis XI still had a smile on his face.It didn't take long, however, for his joy to turn to rage.

Of course John didn't know who this old man was, but this didn't prevent him from using the other person's kindness to benefit himself.After seeing Louis XI's unusual concern for him, he became more courageous. While answering the other party's questions, he glibly tried to get some pocket money from the other party.

Although he already had forty livres from his brother, how could such a small amount of money be enough to spend!Money is like sand, it slips out of your hand with a swish.A few nights of fun with girls, and getting drunk in pubs with friends and friends all cost money.John has always been smart and knows what he needs now. The opportunity is right in front of him. Of course he won't miss it in vain.

Louis XI's mood was complicated and difficult to describe.Now he is angry that Claude did not teach the children well, and sad that John has become like this, and finally began to regret that he had handed John over to Claude, which led to not only throwing rats, but also being overcome. Lord took hold of it.Under several emotions, he wanted to speak up several times to teach John as an elder, but he was unable to speak out. Instead, John took advantage of his sadness to successfully obtain the king's beautifully embroidered clothes. purse.

"...So, you are still studying?" Suddenly, Louis XI asked in surprise when he heard a key word.

John's tone was light: "Brother Claude sent me to the university town. I have been a student since I was 12 years old. But it doesn't work at all. I will do what I have to do. Being a good student is nothing. I It's my job to tease those stupid students!" As he spoke, he laughed out loud as if he thought it was funny himself.

Louis XI was even more sad.He can indeed condemn teachers and elders for their ineffective supervision, but if a person is born a good seedling, has an elder brother who is the vice bishop, and is still in the atmosphere of a university town, he should grow into an excellent student, not Become such a prodigal child like John... He remembered that the report that Claude handed over every year seemed to have become very thick since a few years ago, but most of it was filled with complaints and letters...

Because of his distaste for Claude, Louis XI didn't usually pay attention to these.But now he regrets it. If he knew that today would happen, he should have kept John by his side!

But Prince Charles was also far away from his parents since he was a child, but he grew up very well...Louis XI regretted another place - if he had known today, he should not have been fooled by the queen's maid!

John's eyes had long been fixed on the gemstone button under the king's cloak, and he said incessantly: "...my brother usually doesn't care about me, he is very busy, and has always lived in Notre Dame, with his adopted son ... If I hadn't visited him every once in a while, he would probably have forgotten about poor little John! He always thought I had the cheek to ask him for things, but there were no such small things, such as gemstone chest pins and gold ones. Button, Mill John would have starved to death at the gate of Notre Dame..."

"It's all for you." Louis XI said sadly, pulling off his jewel button and handing it to him, "Go and buy a nice dress to wear, John..."

John was triumphant, feeling that he had really had good luck today.However, he always accepts as soon as he sees it. Louis XI does not seem to be so easy to be coaxed by him. Although he may get more money if he continues to stay, he may also be recovered by the other party. Not so good.

He took a step back and bowed politely: "Thank you very much for your generosity, sir, but I suddenly remembered that I still have one thing to do, so I'm leaving first!" body, and ran away from the corner.

However, before walking a few steps, a black figure suddenly jumped down from his head.Startled, John subconsciously stopped.Then he heard a familiar voice: "What are you doing here, John?"

...Claude!

John looked at him in surprise, then looked at the open window, and stammered, "You... aren't you supposed to be negotiating business with that Egyptian?"

"What business?" Louis XI hurried up from behind and only had time to hear this sentence.Then he saw Claude's hateful face, new hatred and old hatred were added together, and his tone suddenly became yin and yang, "Vice Bishop Frollo? I really didn't expect...a high-ranking person like you will one day You have to go to such a small place to talk business with people."

"Aren't you the same, Your Excellency Dean." Claude's ice blue eyes seemed to be a little emotional, and he said sarcastically, "I came here to make a deal, and what are you doing for it? "

Louis XI was at a loss for words.Of course he came to see the doctor, but he stood here and talked to John for a long time...

"I want to take John away." After a long pause, Louis XI whispered.

"You know better than me what this means." Claude sneered and said lightly, "If you plan to give up everything you have worked hard for now, I don't mind if you do things according to your own ideas... John, I I will take it away first, and contact me after you have thought about it."

Louis XI's lips twitched, but he didn't speak any more. He watched Claude take John away as if acquiescing.However, as soon as the backs of those two people disappeared around the corner, he couldn't help but punched the wall: "Damn it! If there is a chance... I must make him look good!"

There seemed to be some big movement upstairs, but Louis XI had no intention of exploring it, and walked back along the river bank with his head bowed.

He will definitely bring John back!