【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

"Run! The Paris Royal Guard is here!" My brother shouted anxiously at us, waving his arms vigorously.I was taken aback, and my first reaction was to drag my sister and run away immediately. I heard that the visitor was not kind, and it was aimed at me and my sister!The surrounding audience also screamed and ran away.

The calm Vanessa on her neck also raised her small head vigilantly, staring at the direction behind me with her thin fangs bared, and hissing.Poor Jiali was startled by the sound of horseshoes and bleated. My sister hugged Jiali in fear, then jumped up from the box she was sitting on, grabbed Jiali's golden horn, and ran to me quickly.

We hurriedly squatted down to pack our things. My sister hurriedly threw me the musical instruments. I quickly wrapped the things in a blanket and packed them into a heavy bag, which I was about to stuff into the box.

The elder brother and the beggar brothers pretended to be joking and rushed to the front of the guards to block us and delay us for time.

"Hey! Young officer, your horse is really good. I mean, a good horse like this should be matched with a noble and handsome man like you, hehe!" The elder brother patted the horse with a dry smile, and sneaked a glance at it. With me and my sister.

Then I heard my brother scream "Ouch!" "They beat my brother!" I was so angry that I wanted to run out, but my sister hurriedly pulled me back.

The group of guards didn't say a word, they turned over and jumped off the horse lightly.My brother was unprepared, so they grabbed my brother's arm and turned his back. They even kicked him, causing him to kneel heavily on the ground!Beggars and dwarves of all ages and sexes are angry to confront them, because the guards beat their miracle king!This is a provocation to all free citizens of Reign of Miracles!

A dwarf nimbly rushed up and hugged a guard's leg, and bit him hard. The guard withdrew his hand in pain, and yelled, raised his leg and threw the dwarf out. The elder brother immediately seized the opportunity and elbowed the other. The guard punched, ran a few steps, and grabbed the leader officer's loose collar.

"Get out of the way, or you will all die. Don't force me to make a big deal. I'm just here to catch the gypsy witch. It has nothing to do with others!" The voice said loudly, and the guards also raised their silver-tipped spears to everyone, and surrounded my sister and me in a watertight way. A group of gypsies in front of the empty Notre Dame Square were surrounded by luxurious soldiers, tall and majestic. The Notre Dame de Paris seems to be pressed down on the poor.

The elder brother looked at him angrily, but there was nothing he could do. The officer smiled frivolously and mockingly, slowly put away the saber, pushed the beggar next to him hard, and walked towards my sister and me. I unscrewed my cane, There is a thin dagger hidden in it, and my sister also has a pair of daggers at her waist. The daggers are a pair. My brother bought them specially for my sister and me. They are used for self-defense when we are wandering around. It was very stable, and I almost never took it out again. I quickly took out the dagger and held it tightly in my hand. My sister clasped my palm in fear. Our tightly held hands kept sweating a lot, because Nervous, my forehead also appeared bead of sweat.

The man twirled his mustache, which was the most fashionable at the time, and approached with a slight smile. We saw that he was a handsome young officer, very tall, wearing a light coat with a big white cross and a red royal coat of arms. A blue military uniform, wearing gorgeous and light silver chain mail, long legs wearing white woolen trousers that are very popular among upper-class nobles, with gold thread embroidered on the side of the legs, and a pair of brand-new handsome almost knee-length trousers on the feet His long cowhide military boots, as he walked step by step, the military boots made a crisp clicking sound on the floor tiles.

My sister and I had no way to retreat, and we couldn’t really do anything to him. We held hands and retreated step by step anxiously. The guards drove us back to the middle, held us down, and escorted us to their chief. My brother didn’t stop. He rushed forward, but the guard pointed his spear at his throat.

I saw the officer bent down slowly, his young and handsome face was very close to his sister, his green and flirtatious eyes looked back and forth on her body, staring at her beautiful face with satisfaction, expressing affection to her eyebrows, her sister tilted her head slightly, Even blushing, I have never seen her so shy.

"This disrespectful apprentice! Is he molesting my sister!" I shouted, drew out my dagger angrily, and raised it towards him. I just wanted to scare him away from being so close to my sister.

He saw my movements from the corner of his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed my arm without haste, and knocked off my dagger. His subordinates wanted to catch me, because my behavior was considered an assassination of nobles, but that The officer waved his hand nonchalantly and dismissed his soldiers.

The officer suddenly reached out and pinched my jaw tightly, and lifted my face violently. I was so painful that tears were about to come out. I pushed and beat him desperately, turned my head and struggled in his hand, and he actually pressed my face against my face. The one was very close to me, almost touching the tip of my nose, and looked at me carefully, and there was a **** light in his eyes.

He's handsome, but he's not my type at all, and he's so rude!

"The beautiful wasp even has a stinger! It's so interesting." He said close to my ear, and the hot air gently sprayed on my face.

I was restrained by him and couldn't move anymore. I looked at the blue sky speechlessly and didn't want to talk to him at all, "Beauty! Why don't you let me hear your voice, talk to me!" He whispered, pinching my face The fingers of one hand were still secretly touching my face, and the other hand was around my waist, moving up and down.

Farewell, big brother!I'm really out of ideas!This person molested me in public!I stared at him angrily, I was so angry, "I really want to escape, but I can't escape...Who will save me...Damn it, isn't this officer here to catch the witch? What is he doing? , I'd rather he throw me into prison right now, it's so disgusting that I explode!" I slapped his hand.

What made me dizzy was that my sister was still looking at him obsessively, with tears streaming down her eyes and looking at him affectionately, begging him to let me go, my sister Eros, who is in love!I am really helpless...

"Sir Phoebes!!!" A trembling voice suddenly came from behind, that voice seemed to be trying to suppress the anger in his heart, like a volcano about to erupt.

This lecherous officer turned out to be Phoebes!I was stunned, looking at my sister, she seemed to like him very much!This is how to do……

While I was thinking wildly, a tall and thin black figure hurried towards me full of anger.

I was almost stunned, and I vaguely saw that it seemed to be a priest!

Claude could no longer just sit idly by, he had been looking at the girl, he saw Phoebus, a prodigal son, making a move on Salome, he was extremely angry, he wanted to use that idiot to catch Salome Le Mei, but the lustful aristocratic officer molested the girl he has always regarded as a treasure, which belongs to him and has always been untouchable!He immediately put on his robes. Under the curious gazes of the other priests, who had never seen their respectful and steady teacher so anxious, the archdeacon quickly ran down from the secret room, rushed out of the gate of Notre Dame, And the fast pace came.

He walked fast, and the black robe was rolled with gold trim and fluttered with his steps. The extremely oppressive aura made him look like a fast-moving big black cloud that was about to storm.His thick thick black eyebrows were furrowed together angrily, and his gray-blue eyes almost burst into flames, but his expression was trying to maintain aloofness.However, if he could see it, his head would probably be smoking with extreme anger. His hands clenched tightly into fists, and he twisted the black robe fiercely, as if he wanted to dig a hole out of his robe.

He seemed to be very afraid that his anger would be seen by others, and his behavior would be inappropriate.So he tried his best to maintain his image in front of the crowd, tried his best to suppress the frenzy in his heart, clasped his hands in black gloves, and moved the black gem silver ring on his ring finger with his index finger restlessly and anxiously. The silver cross necklace was shining, and on his dark robe, like the only star in the night, he walked over quickly with his head raised and his ice-block face raised.

I didn't see his face clearly, but I still shed tears of excitement at this moment: "For this big dark cloud, I would like to call it timely rain, love love love, savior!" I waved vigorously at the priest not far away, I felt that he saw me, because he walked faster this way, and after a while, he came behind Phoebes, and others felt that Claude just patted him shoulder, but Phoebes felt the archdeacon press him hard, almost causing him to sit on the ground unprepared.

Phoebes let go, and I was able to catch my breath. I rubbed my sore chin, wiped the sweat from my brow, and glanced at the priest full of gratitude: "It's him! I remembered the day I couldn't bear to look back on. Embarrassing experience! Because standing in front of me at this time is the ice-faced priest who I accidentally knocked out when I flew out that day!!!

I'm numb...they didn't come to find me to avenge the smash that day...

...Suddenly I feel that the whole person is not well!