[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

The final result was obvious—Claude fled in a hurry, and the expression on his face under the hood was not so much anger as embarrassment.The heat that has not been felt for more than ten years continues to burn on the face.When he said goodbye to the jailer, the hoarse voice almost surprised him.

"What's the matter, my lord?" The jailer couldn't help asking with concern, "Did you catch a cold because it's too cold underground?"

Claude only felt that his face was burning hotly, and he seemed to be able to hear Ace's low and joking laughter in his ears... He reluctantly replied, "Probably so."

"I just said they should change the place to detain the death row prisoners." The jailer Andre complained, "I have been guarding here for so many years, and I am almost turning into a moldy stone sculpture!...My lord, you will tell Bourbon Red Bishop, let me get out of here?"

Claude couldn't help feeling a little bored.

However hostile to each other, there will always be some connection between theocracy and kingship.If a person commits both a crime stipulated by secular law and a crime that cannot be sanctioned by secular law, the religious court will appear in due course and give the sinner the punishment he deserves; , will also be submitted to the king's court for adjudication.

It was through this compromise that Andre became the jailer of the Palace of Justice.He was born in the clergy, and he could have a bright future, but because he offended the Cardinal of Angers, he was sent to this kind of place by the other party to guard the death row prisoners.On the surface, he is a jailer who receives a salary from the king, but in fact he is loyal to the Holy See, guarding some important prisoners for the Holy See, and giving convenience when necessary—just like Claude today.

However, Claude's coming this time was a secret, and he didn't want anyone to know that he had been here.Andre said that he understood the wishes of the adults, but he hoped that the adults could rescue him from this ghost place, let him stand in the sun again, and become a glorious priest who listened to the voice of the Lord.

If this operation goes well this time, Claude doesn't mind raising his hand to help this person a little bit... But, everything is too far from what was expected... He touched the sleeve hidden in his sleeve with gloomy eyes. The little bottle said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it when I pick up that scepter."

"You are already acting bishop, my lord, this day will not be too far away." The jailer said quickly.

"Then you just have to wait here, Mr. Andre, I will never forget you." Claude turned and walked towards the exit with a cold attitude.But the jailer ran after him all the way: "So, where is the gentleman inside?"

"The one in what?"

"Don't you want to take him away?" said the jailer, boldly making a suggestion, "Well, just tonight, if you come quietly, I will turn a blind eye..."

"..." Claude was silent for a while, "I will remember, Mr. Andre."

He walked out of the corridor quickly and closed the small door behind him.When the wooden door slammed into the door frame, the jailer realized that Claude didn't seem to say whether he would come or not.

"...Never mind him." After a while, he muttered softly, and decided to sleep as much as possible tonight.

His good intentions were naturally disappointed, and Claude stayed on top of the North Bell Tower all night.And Ace had a general feeling of the monk's position, and after confirming that they would be able to arrive in Paris tomorrow afternoon, he began to recharge his batteries with confidence.

Maybe it was because he felt something was wrong after seeing Ace last time, but the hermit arrived sooner than Ace expected.In this way, he can just catch up with Ace's execution... But it's better after Ace is confirmed to be "hanged", otherwise how will he show the miracle he has prepared for a long time?

However, Claude's arrival reminded Ace that before he "dyed", he still had a few accounts to settle with others... I heard that the place of execution was at the River Beach Square. Will Biss and Lily, the unmarried couple, pay attention to his death...

Ace's lips curled into a smile.As a broad-minded person, Ace has always followed the life principle of revenge (?).Phoebus and Lily gave him such a big gift by accident, so he had to "repay" them both...

Ace, who didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thinking at all, held a pure emerald in his hand, and was escorted into the execution vehicle with his arms tied behind his back.As a warning, he was only allowed to keep his shirt and trousers on, his headband was also removed, and his half-length black curly hair hung over his shoulders.

Pierre, the executioner, took off his coat and kneeled reverently on the ground to take off his boots.Being served respectfully by such a man with a bad reputation under the eyes of everyone, Ace always looked calm, as if he was not the one who was about to die at all, which attracted the attention of others.Jailer Andre became more and more puzzled, always feeling that there was a strange aura about this prisoner... However, when he asked Piera why he did this, the other party uncharacteristically talked about God with him, and asked Does he know anything about saints and angels.

"Damn it," thought Andre, bewildered, "what the hell is going on here?"

He is not alone in thinking the same way.At the end of Xia, Mr. Lu specially invited Ying to supervise the execution, and came to the prison arrogantly, but seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.When Mr. Pierre was executing the execution, he was on the spot, and the sound of the whip was not fake, but why did Pierre suddenly change his attitude towards Ace?

Suspicious in his heart, he stopped Ace before he got into the car, reached out and opened his shirt.The buttons fell to the ground, revealing a chest so perfect that it could be used as a model for a sculptor—and there was no doubt that there were a few welts on the light-colored muscles that showed deep bone.

Although the bleeding had stopped, just looking at the blood scab, the scar was scary enough.So Mr. Xia Mo Lu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and rode in front of the team.

It was rare for a wizard to be hanged in Paris, and the townspeople were excited about it.And as the one who is going to be hanged, Ace's pomp is also great.The torture cart he was sitting in was carefully built to ensure that the prisoner’s desperate posture could be fully seen from any angle; the cart was pulled by a Norman horse, majestic; the escorted mounted police were all wearing purple military uniforms , with a white cross embroidered on it, very beautiful.

Although it is not satisfactory, it is barely enough.Ace reluctantly got on the execution vehicle, receiving the attention of many onlookers along the way.

Before the execution, the prisoner routinely went to Notre Dame for a confession before death.The criminal vehicle drove all the way and came to the main gate of Notre Dame.The door slowly opened to welcome him—and at the same time, Ace felt a familiar gaze.

——a stare with strong disgust, but complicated enough to make people lose their minds.

The shackles on his hands were untied, and Ace walked into Notre Dame with half-cloaked clothes but a calm expression.The first thing that caught the eye was the golden cross, followed by a long line of priests and priests.The person walking in the front was Claude. He was wearing a silver sacrificial cloak embroidered with a black cross. Following the cross, he walked through the tall porch and walked into the sun.

The big clock of Notre Dame struck twelve slowly.Claude stared closely at Ace, and the icy blue eyes were no longer dazed, replaced by firmness.His face was bloodless, as pale as a marble sculpture, reflecting a faint phosphorescence that did not resemble a human being in the sunlight.

The din of the onlookers gradually fell silent, and everyone's eyes could not help but focus on them.Before today, no one knew that an Egyptian could have a god-like face of compassion for the world, and no one had noticed that the bishop of Notre Dame had such a face that was not as handsome as a mortal.They each have enough attractive characteristics, and when the eyes of the two meet, these characteristics also blend with each other, forming a dazzling charm that makes people unable to take their eyes off...

...Perhaps it was because the sun was too bright that they had such an illusion.Whether it's Ace or Claude, they looked at each other very coldly, mixed with the anger that the other party refused to give in to now.

With a lighted yellow candle stuffed in his hand, Ace listened casually to the clerk reading out his charges, and answered "Amen" casually.After the charges were read out, it was soon time for the dying confession. The two apprentices of the executioner retreated to the side, leaving enough space for Claude and Ace.

Claude's eyes were condensed, but his voice couldn't help being a little hoarse: "Do you ask God to forgive your faults and sins?"

After speaking loudly, he lowered his head slightly and approached Ace's ear with an ambiguous and low voice, just like Ace did last night: "—Do you want me? I can still save you now!"

Ace's eyes turned downward, with a strange look on his face: "...Actually, you don't need to tiptoe."

Claude became angry and took a step back.But Ace grabbed | his sleeve, followed him a step forward, lowered his head slightly, and joked with a smile: "You want me?"

In the eyes of outsiders, this is the scene where the priest sincerely persuades the prisoner and the prisoner sincerely repents.However, only Claude himself knows how close Ace is to him under the seemingly distant action...

The condensed blood vessels seemed to have regained the lost heat. Under the bright sunlight, a thin blush slowly appeared on the pale face of the archdeacon: "...Answer, do you want me?"

"Is this the answer you have been thinking about all night?" Ace asked softly, breathing ambiguously, "There has indeed been some progress. You finally admitted that you are not in love with me, but that you have a certain kind of religious and secular disapproval for me." desire. So, your answer sheet is to make this request to me in full view? To exchange my life for your pleasure?"

Claude's body was trembling slightly.He could barely raise his arm and placed it on top of Ace's head: "...would rather die than surrender to me?"

Ace sneered: "I would rather say that I am controlled by desire than admit that I am infatuated with me?"

Claude gritted his teeth and put his hand on top of Ace's head: "...I hate you."

"Because you hate me, why do you regard me as your salvation?" Ace said softly with a smile on his lips, "Now, how does it feel to send your own salvation to death with your own hands? I hope you can keep watching me How was it hanged... Claude."

The last name paused slightly on the tip of his tongue, and was finally spit out in a meaningful way.

Claude trembled and declared loudly: "... I hope you can get God's mercy!"

The people knelt down one after another and followed the priests to recite the prayers.Claude turned around, and soon disappeared with the cross.

Mr. Xia Molu is the closest person to Ace and Claude. He originally had the last chance to find something wrong, but because he was attracted by the sculpture on the arch, he has been indulging in the beauty of the relief.When he finally came to his senses, the priests had all gone.He waved his hand and signaled Piera's two apprentices to tie Ace's hands again and put him on the torture cart.

Ace still looked sympathetic.The sun is shining brightly now, and the activity of the light elements has reached a very high level.The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he uttered a small incantation. The light element was mobilized immediately, and it became white wings faintly behind him.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help holding their breath, the whole scene was even quieter than before.The executioner's two apprentices moved even more gently, and the rope was tied to Ace's body with moderate strength, not like a prisoner who was about to be executed, but like a precious and fragile work of art.

Two more familiar eyes appeared in Ace's perception.He raised his head slightly and saw Phoebus and Lilies standing on the balcony opposite Notre Dame.

The smile on his lips faded briefly, and Ace sighed slightly.

His voice was very soft, but it sounded very clearly in everyone's ears: "Since I was sentenced for murder, why can the person I killed stand there to witness my death? "

Fragments of emeralds fell from Ace's hands, and at the same time, almost everyone received his spiritual induction, and involuntarily turned back to look in the direction he was looking at.

But just by taking a look, someone recognized Phoebe's true identity.Immediately afterwards, there was a voice that quickly introduced the whole process of Ace's sentencing—in a short period of time, everyone's emotions were mobilized, and the gazes looking at the balcony of Gongde Yuegui Mansion were also lit with fire.There were even some people who looked at Mr. Xia Molu with angry eyes, deeply feeling that this was a joint trick to fool the public.

Although Mr. Xia Molu didn't understand what happened, he could understand the expressions on people's faces.He hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up! Get him into the car and go to Jie!"

Ace walked into the car calmly and sat down again.No one could see the mocking smile concealed in those green eyes, and the golden-green light that slowly emerged in the left eye.

"You finally remembered the usefulness of the Eye of Horus." Tutankhamun said sarcastically in his consciousness, "Why, is the future goal you set for yourself a liar?"

"The high | position is a liar." Ace replied flatly, "How far you want to go on the road to power depends on how deep your deception skills are - don't you understand this?"

——And he, after he chose the path of becoming the pope, was already destined to become the biggest liar in the world.

Ace smiled, sensing the monk's position.

——Soon, he will make a formal and splendid debut in this world.