[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

Even though Ace didn't care about the outcome of the trial, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the moment.Although it is said that Jiali is his pet, he doesn't really raise it much. Most of the time is entrusted to the priest to take care of it, and this time is handed over to the Harim brothers.When he was with the priest, he knew that the priest had taught her to listen to people, recognize numbers and gestures, but letters... It was obviously a new trick created by the Halimu brothers.

The ultimate goal of the Harim Brothers is to use the beauty as a living advertisement to promote their animal taming plan.What other people's pets want to do, of course, is up to others to specify; but for a beauty, as an advertisement, she must be versatile and eye-catching, arousing everyone's admiration and envy, this is what Halimu and the others need.

Listening to Mr. Xia Molu's tone, he was obviously sure that the beauty would spell out a name—but Ace, who was the owner of the beauty, had no idea what name his pet would spell.He couldn't help turning his gaze to the three Halimu, trying to get some hints from them.

Both Halim and Hakimu pretended not to see them, and stood in a row in a serious manner. Only Haqimu, who stood in the middle, blinked at him humorously—but it was only for a moment, and he was caught by one left and one right. The two brothers pinched at the same time, and returned to the previous serious expression.

Ace breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that there should be no major problem... However, before he could relax, the next second, Mr. Xia Molu yelled in horror: "God! This is really a monster!"

It turned out that Jiali's hoof stayed on the scattered wooden blocks for a while, and quickly sorted out six letters, and skillfully spelled out a word: Adonai (My Lord).

At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu took a step back so that everyone could see the word more clearly.His face was flushed with excitement, and his expression was twisted strangely: "Look, what did this goat spell out! 'My Lord'? Who is its owner? It's obvious!" He turned to the president and the judge. The judges said loudly: "Obviously, its owner is the devil, Satan!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the previous relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared, replaced by stagnant and serious whispers.The three Harim brothers, including Clopan who was in the crowd, obviously did not expect this.From the moment they entered the courtroom, for the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared on their faces.

"What's going on here?" The Grand Duchess grabbed Clopin's arm and asked in amazement, "What do those letters mean?"

"'God' in Hebrew." A young man with slender, blond hair squeezed in beside them at some point.He was pressing his finger on the worn-out hat uneasily, and stammered: "Excuse me for interrupting—Ma'am, do you know that prisoner?"

The adoptive mothers who were anxiously watching Ace turned their heads in unison, glaring at him.The young man immediately changed his words: "No, I mean, that unlucky young man who looks handsome and handsome... Actually, my name is Pierre Gringoire, and I am a poet. I was passing by here At that time, I accidentally found a lot of people crowded, so I came in to see what happened..."

"If you talk nonsense like that again, I'll knock your head in your stomach." The Marchioness said, raising her skinny fist threateningly.

Her sisters thought the idea was very good, and they all raised their fists: "How about we beat that fat black cat (Xia Molu) into meatloaf?"

"No, I think we should prepare a few hammers..."

"And the sack."

"It's best to let Bashir and the others step on the spot first... By the way, there are also hoes!"

"You don't need a hoe, just hang him to the gallows..."

In just a few sentences, the content of the women's discussions became more and more brutal.Gringoire, who originally just wanted to come to help, was in a cold sweat, and wanted to cover his ears and pretend that he didn't hear anything.But at this moment, Clopan patted him on the shoulder, and asked darkly, "What's your background, kid?"

Gringoire opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the Grand Duchess interrupted: "I just want to know the result of the trial—what did the fat man mean just now?"

"It means that the sheep has witchcraft." Gringoire swallowed anxiously, and replied, "That is a Hebrew word, which means 'my lord'. If it is a If anyone spells such a word, then he is undoubtedly our faithful church member; but it is a goat who spells this word..."

A goat can only be a goat, and it has to be a creature that acts within the limits prescribed and approved by humans.And Jiali's deeds are obviously beyond people's understanding of goats. Whether it is telling the time or spelling, it is impossible for a goat to do it... In other words, as Mr. Xia Molu claimed, this There must be some kind of "witchcraft" in the goat.By analogy, the words it spells are certainly not interpreted in a good light, and "my lord" clearly refers to Satan rather than God - it must be!

Brother Halimu's face was pale.They chose to teach the word "beautiful" because of their tricks.Although their beliefs are slightly different, in order to do business with these Catholics, they still learned some knowledge about the Bible.The one who taught them this was a Jewish alcoholic under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Black Talk, and it was he who told them that this word means "My Lord" in the Bible... It just so happens that it has six different letters, which is convenient for the beauties. Spelling learning, that's why they chose this.I thought the meaning of this word was very clear and would not cause any trouble for Ace, but who would have thought that it could be interpreted in this way!

Regardless of whether it is a strong argument or not, Mr. Xia Molu's "evidence" has been recognized by most people.The expressions of the judges became serious, and they exchanged glances with each other.The gaze they looked at Ace no longer had the previous scrutiny and suspicion, but turned into a real indifference to the dead-obviously, because the "evidence" was solid, they had regained their understanding of Ace's fate. decision.

This result was not better than expected, but it was not worse either... Ace sat quietly on the dock, the smile had disappeared from his face.Obviously, having evidence is not a big deal. According to the current trial rules, they will definitely try their best to get themselves to admit the charges before they can announce the trial results... But both parties are very clear that it is impossible for Ace to admit such charges .So in order to make him admit it, what kind of means will they adopt...

... Apparently there was only torture to extract confessions.

Ace's eyes were cold, and he heard the judge ask in an indifferent tone: "Prisoner, you are accused of deceiving and killing Captain Fu, the imperial archer, on the night of September 29th. Bis de Châteaupe, do you plead guilty?"

"No." Ace replied briefly, his eyes were cold, but there was still an innocent and gentle smile on his lips, "I don't admit this crime."

At the age of sixteen, although Ace's appearance has not yet fully grown into an adult, it has returned to the standard of his previous life.His appearance is not "perfect" in the traditional sense, but perhaps because of his temperament, Ace has always been more likely to arouse the envy of others than envy.But when he withdrew his aura and showed a gentle and harmless expression, everyone would be deceived by this face and involuntarily develop a good impression of him.

Apparently, the judges were also affected by this.The president's tone softened again, but he still did not change the content: "The charges you have been accused of have been verified to be true, do you still want to refuse to confess?"

Ace was silent for a while, then said calmly: "I have a few questions I want to ask you adults."

"Questions allowed."

There was a smile on Ace's lips, and his voice was steady: "First, you said that I was charged with killing Captain Phoebes, but he was still alive and well until I was captured by you."

"That's God's mercy." Mr. Xia Molu said gruffly, wishing that Ace would confess the crime quickly.

"But 'killing' is killing, and hurting is hurting. After all, these are two different things. Besides, I was not the one who hurt Captain Phoebus."

"Then it's murder!" Mr. Xia Molu shouted.But the President asked: "How, then, do you explain the great harm he suffered?"

"It's that priest." Ace sighed with a melancholy look on his face, "It's him, he has always hated Captain Phoebus... I thought about trying to stop it, but for some reason, I couldn't. "

"No, you are definitely not an accomplice, but a mastermind!" Mr. Xia Molu shouted, "Don't try to escape your crime, Egyptian!"

"Second," Ace continued, ignoring him, "you accuse me of witchcraft, but I have been proved innocent - the venerable lady testified that the gold coin was turned into It was not I who made the leaves; and I later proved my innocence, that I was indeed a man without witchcraft."

"Then how do you explain this goat and this word!" Mr. Xia Molu said viciously.

Ace said coolly: "I'm not interested in goats, my lord, what I like is lively and fragrant beauties. How would I know what words it can spell? I just performed with it once. That's all. Besides, with proper training, even a sow can spell the king's name, let alone a lamb of God?"

"Sophistry!" Mr. Xia Molu said, "Unless possessed by a devil, all animals cannot read!"

"Excuse me for interrupting, my lord," Halimu said suddenly, "If this is the case, I'm afraid your trial will last until next year and it won't end."

"why?"

The three brothers shrugged and spread their hands at the same time: "Maybe it's because all the pets in Paris have become customers of our Egyptian Beast Taming Squad?"

At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu: "..."

"Third." Seeing Mr. Xia Molu deflated, Ace was in a very happy mood, "Since I know witchcraft, why didn't I kill Mr. Phoebes? Since Mr. Phoebes is still alive, why not?" You want to accuse me of killing him? Since all the charges you have accused me do not exist on me, why should I accept this unreasonable sentence?"

He turned to the presiding judge with a sincere look: "I am innocent, my lord."

The president's expression wavered, and the judges began to whisper again.It sounds like what Ace said is not wrong...but why does it feel like something is wrong?

After thinking for a long time, they couldn't come up with a result.At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu didn't want to see any surprises, and insisted: "The defendant is stubborn and heartbreaking. In view of this, I request torture and interrogation!"