[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

To be or not to be...that is a very serious question.

There was a momentary silence in consciousness, it seemed that Tutankhamun never thought that he would ask this question.Ace looked ahead indifferently, waiting for his answer—and it took several minutes before Tutankhamun made a sound: "... Does this question make sense?"

Ace couldn't help but sneer.Of course it is meaningful, and it is very meaningful... If Tutankhamun is not a tool spirit, but a living soul, then what he has always believed has become a deception by Tutankhamun?The flaws that were ignored before gradually surfaced in my mind, the temptation when I first met, the urgent desire for a contract, the almost gorgeous face and the noble temperament that cannot be concealed...

——Indeed, at the beginning, Ace preconceived that Tutankhamun was the artifact spirit of the Eye of Horus, but he never realized why an artifact that claimed to be very compatible with the essence of his soul had nothing to do with him. Different cores... Emeralds and chrysoberyls both seem to start with the letter A, but they are completely different in nature.

Regardless of whether Tutankhamun made good use of the situation after realizing Ace's misunderstanding, or deliberately misled Ace in this direction from the beginning, his deception has become a fact... The magic power boiled in his veins, and Ace held He clenched his fist, then let go of his fingers, his eyes were icy cold - deception is nothing, and Ace is not someone who can't tolerate deception... But Tutankhamun, what is his purpose of deceiving himself?Is it just that he is not pleasing to the eye?Or... he still wants to take his body?

Even if Ace is dissatisfied with the emerald body, it has become Ace's own body and cannot be coveted by others!

"You're right, it doesn't make sense." Ace said softly, his anger churning undisguisedly in his consciousness, "Just like your real identity is also meaningless...then, what do you think of "Tutankhamun"? Which of the two images, the death of Tutankhamun and the resurrection of Tutankhamun, is more meaningful?"

Tutankhamun was stunned: "...are you threatening me!?"

"What did you do to make me threaten you in this way?" Ace sneered slightly, with a pun, "You underestimate me too...Tutankhamun."

Regardless of Tutankhamun's intentions, now that Ace has figured it out, he's no longer a threat.

——On the contrary, after Ace holds the contract and actually controls the Eye of Horus, as the "center" that is mechanically applied, how much room Tutankhamun will have to jump around, it is really exciting for him...

Mobilizing the magic power to forcibly lock Tutankhamun into the illusion, Ace's attention returned to the court.The judges, while harboring some secret scruples, disagreed on whether Ace should be convicted.They had been arguing for some time, and one of the judges was asking for more evidence, and the old Faroudelle was brought up again, with a dagger on a tray, and a birch leaf.

Ace's memory is as good as his eyesight.He recognized that dagger as the weapon used by Claude to stab Phoebus, but that leaf...

The witness had already begun to tell the story of the leaf: "...the captain took out a gold coin, of course, a beautiful golden crown - who wouldn't love such a coin? But then, My lords, when I saw that gold coin, I felt something was wrong, as if some kind of witchcraft was about to happen. Sure enough, after you left, I opened the drawer to get out the crown to buy some small The wine suppressed the shock, only to find that it had turned into a dead leaf...it was also golden, but how could it be the same?"

Everyone began to talk, and the voices in the field became noisy.The judge who proposed her appearance was obliged to stand up, and exclaimed: "Silence!—I beseech my lords, do not neglect the dagger which is the weapon of murder. That is what you mean by dead leaves, Mrs. Faroudelle. One slice?"

The old lady Farudelle nodded affirmatively: "This is the one."

Like treating rare jewels, the judges passed on the leaf and looked at it carefully, as if they were afraid that the leaf would suddenly shatter.Mr. Xia Molu, the Prosecutor of the Church Court, said, "So, does the defendant really possess witchcraft?"

"There can still be fakes!" the old woman Farudel swore, "Look at that leaf, my lord! It's simply too scary, a gold coin, turned into a leaf!"

"We need some evidence and witnesses." Mr. Xia Molu waved his hand, "You can't just rely on your own words to convict someone——then, I request to summon Mr. Phoebus Schadope here."

Ace caught a glimpse of the girl standing in the corner making an exclamation, and then reached out and lowered the brim of his hat, as if he didn't want to be recognized.

"Wait a minute." The judge said, "Defendant, do you have anything to say?"

But anyone who could see Ace couldn't take his eyes off him—and those who couldn't see him because of the angle before, now turned their eyes to him because of such a question.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ace changed his legs and cocked his legs, his posture was very leisurely.His voice was also lazy like his own posture and expression: "Protest...one of the evidences submitted before is wrong."

The judges immediately looked at each other.No one expected that Ace would say such a sentence.The judge immediately asked: "Wrong? Where is it wrong?"

"That leaf is not a leaf at all." Ace lazily said, "You are all deceived by your own eyes, it is obviously a beautiful golden crown."

"..."

There was silence.

No one would doubt their eyes, but everyone who heard that sentence began to doubt their ears.John couldn't help laughing, and exclaimed: "Ecu? If it was an ecu, I'd eat all the birches that grow on the Pont Saint-Michel!"

There was a lot of laughter in the field.Obviously, no one believed Ace's words.Even the judges showed mocking smiles on their faces, and Mr. Xia Molu said with great interest: "Eju? How did you come to this conclusion? Defendant, you admit that you first used birch leaves to turn Ecu, leave it to the captain to deceive the poor old woman?"

"It's not the Yeju turned into a leaf, but the Yeju turned into a leaf." Ace showed a regretful expression, "I really want to say that I know who that person is, that is the black man you just heard. Mr. Pao... But although I had a very unpleasant quarrel with him, the relationship between us made it impossible for him to come out, so now, in order to clear my name, I have no choice but to ask you to allow me to perform a performance."

At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu immediately asked: "Performance? Are you going to turn this leaf into a crown and deceive in full view?"

"It's originally an ecu, a genuine ecu." Ace drew his tone and smiled: "If I used some magic to turn it into it, then like the previous accusation, it should not be time-sensitive. It's been a long time, at least not longer than the time from when I walked into the room until those brave gentlemen went in and arrested. And it has kept the shape of a leaf, but it has been a month-I have no intention of proving that that is against me How capable the man is, but I can assure you that it will be a golden crown no matter how many months it takes to restore it to its original condition."

He lowered his voice appropriately, and said meaningfully: "How about it, everyone... If I did use some witchcraft to deceive that lovely lady, then it only takes an hour for the matter to come to light."

Known as a lovely lady, even the old lady Faludale could not help but blush a little because her skin was thicker than the city wall.Before he had time to think, he blurted out a sentence: "I think what he said makes sense, my lords, because I clearly remember that the man in the black robe stopped in front of my drawer for a long time..."

Ace cast a teasing glance at Claude, but got a cold glance that seemed to be suppressing strong emotions—it seemed to be full of hatred and malice, as if he wanted to devour him at any time...

...If he didn't know that Claude really hated him, Ace would have thought that gaze was blazing love.

However, it doesn't matter if you hate it or not... Ace lowered his eyes and looked at his bandaged index finger.The cold and flexible touch seemed to remain between his fingers through the bandage, and he couldn't help but think of those thin crimson lips that were also as cold as ice, but unexpectedly sweet...

——It’s really hard to bear the aftertaste.

The judges debated for a long time, but they still couldn't come to a conclusion whether to let Ace do it.One side believes that Ace should be allowed to "return that poor piece of gold crown back to its original state", while the other side believes that "this is proof of witchcraft".In the end, finding that the church court and the court could not reach an agreement, Mr. Xia Molu couldn't help shouting angrily: "As long as he moves his hand, it is enough to prove that he has practiced witchcraft!"

"But if he doesn't do it, he won't be able to prove his innocence, my lord," the clerk reminded.

Who cares about an Egyptian's innocence!At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu really wanted to yell like that, but he immediately found a dozen women with big arms, round waists and dark skin glaring at him...

Ace's adoptive mother group is trying their best to kill the annoying Mr. Xia Molu with their eyes.

The trial had been dragged on for too long, and the stomachs of several officers began to send out hunger signals.However, before the case is over, they have no way to fill their stomachs. If it weren't for the sense of familiarity that everyone felt unanimously, maybe they would have allowed Mr. Xia Molu to drag Ace down for interrogation, but now ...Maybe it's better to be conservative.

But the church court is not so easy to offend... After deliberating for a while, the chief judge compromised the opinions of the two parties, and finally announced: "The defendant can turn the leaves back into gold coins to prove his innocence, but he You must first prove that what you have done is not witchcraft."

Ace: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

Foster mother group: "..."

Fuck you green me! ! !