【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Sandwiched among five or six magnificent streams of colorful people, the crowd squeezed little by little into the beautiful palace of justice of the Holy See of Notre-Dame, with giant marble holding swords and scales under the push of police officers on horseback and royal archers. The carved arched door where the saints of justice and fairness stand guard.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry~" I gritted my teeth, and pulled the jammed drawing board out from the middle of the two fat nobles in red robes with a "boo~". Shuttle through the gap.

The interior of Notre Dame’s Palace of Justice of the Holy See in Nuo University is magnificently decorated. A small high stage was set up directly below the murals of gods on the dome of the Palace of Justice of the Holy See. The actors of Rouge, who are as red as monkey buttocks, have to move up and down small ladders. They wear exaggerated and heavy costumes and struggle to climb up. The middle of the stage is hollowed out. The actors waiting to play are hiding under the stage. A group of mischievous students They also took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the backstage, pushing and shoving the actors, pulling their costumes, and a prop would fly out from time to time, such as the lightning of the god Jupiter, which was also stolen by the children to play, and they danced to each other Getting up, throwing it back and forth, the bearded actor took a long time to snatch back his magic weapon from those naughty boys, out of breath.

The hall was full of people, and the priests of the Holy See were all sad, because it was cold today, and no one went to see the lonely May tree in the cemetery. Both common people and princes and nobles crowded into the hall. It is obviously a kind of torture for them, and a quieter environment is better for them.

"Where are there any seats left? It's terrible to watch a miracle drama without seats, just like watching a movie without seats!" I pouted my mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly when I looked up, only to find that the "tickets" really existed!There are people squatting on the top of the twelve marble pillars and the beams surrounding the hall, and some climb up to hold the pillars to watch the drama. Their arm strength is astonishing. It’s not too outrageous. I can’t help but sigh: “People in the Middle Ages are so agile. Is it?" I have to say that I really admire it.

I was busy looking for a seat. The seats in the lobby are wraparound, and the row above is the VIP seat. Claude is not there. I am a little downcast. I think he would not be too happy if he saw me... (Claude Lord: who said that)

Although I am a little disappointed, well, to be honest, I am so sad, but I am not discouraged, I want to encourage myself, and I can’t miss me in the fun, after all, this is one of the few boring lives in my life of entertainment.

Observe first, the first row below the VIP seats is really good, the view is good and the radio is good, but the crowd around the wall is impenetrable, everyone is stretching their necks and desperately looking towards the stage, my clever little head has an idea: "simply squat I walked forward and moved slowly, and if someone blocked me in front of me, I would lightly poke their calf with a cane, hahaha, how clever I am!"

As soon as I said it, I squatted down, lifted the edge of the white gauze skirt, hugged my legs and shook the drawing board and the kettle forward, and when the blockage was blocked, I used my cane to lightly hit the calf of the person in front of me. Hearing the sound of others jumping all the way, he killed a bloody road like this.

At this moment, Mr. Claude, who had just walked to the VIP seat and sat down, was holding his hands, smiling absently and chatting with the Flemish envoy. He kept looking around the crowd between conversations. , he was looking for Salome, that cute little kid who always makes embarrassment (Salome: Am I not even qualified as a witch, crying), but he couldn’t find it for a while (Salome: Because I’m hiding ), he stroked his forehead helplessly, this is his habitual action when he is in meditation, if she is not here, he does not want to be courteous with these superficial and rude foreign envoys, and slightly suppresses his disappointed expression: "She went again What's the matter with being playful, suddenly feeling that she doesn't feel safe when she is not by my side (after all, this child is too difficult to catch, secret love is always so troublesome)..."

The Bourbon Cardinal, who always lives a luxurious life, has not yet arrived. He is full of Dionysian spirit and held a grand dinner for the envoys yesterday. He is also very open-minded and coquettish. He had a great time drinking and boxing with a group of escort girls It seems that he will definitely not be able to come here on time this morning, and the miracle drama will not start on time, so Claude must take on the responsibility of receiving distinguished guests and show the demeanor and etiquette of Notre Dame priests.

"Mr. Envoy, Her Majesty the Princess needs to consult King Louis' wishes for her wedding date. The Crown Prince wishes that the future wedding ceremony will be held in the majestic Notre Dame Cathedral. All matters will be handled by the French Royal Household Office. The King and the Pope will personally preside over this grand event." Lord sat on the table, with a vague smile, speaking seriously and peacefully to the fat middle-aged envoy who was wearing a satin purple robe and a large Eastern Roman turban on his head.

"Aw!" The crowd made a painful hopping sound like an explosion, the corner of Claude's mouth twitched helplessly, and his gray-blue eyes gave the crowd a cold look.

"That couldn't be better, Lord Claude..."

"Oh! God!" The crowd jumped again, the envoy was stunned, and Claude's eyes widened.

The purple-robed envoy who was interrupted and almost forgot his words paused and said quickly: "King Louis can also attach so much importance to this good thing. I am really honored. His old man also invited us to watch the Holy Miracle Play, visit Notre Dame, and There are those betrothal gifts! We really didn't expect it! This is really great! We always like these wealth! It's like drinking and touching a woman..." The envoy saw the money-eyed look on his face, and he was about to say something vulgar swearing, Claude immediately raised his head with a black face uncomfortably.

Another red-robed and bearded envoy hurriedly interrupted him and continued: "Master Vicar, you know that our country is not big, and we rarely have the opportunity to see these things, and not all of our envoys see them that way. It is very honorable for us to be well-informed, and to have such a learned lord as you."

"Oh, thank you..." Claude just wanted to speak sarcastically, and the exclamations of "Ouch! My God! My God!" came one after another.

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen, forgive my rudeness." Claude couldn't stand it anymore, nodded to the envoy beside him, stood up suddenly, shook his black teaching robe, and quickly He stepped down from the auditorium, brushed aside the crowd, and walked over in strides.

"God! What the hell, Salome isn't here, doesn't she want to come and see me! Doesn't she like me like that... It's a miserable idea! The minister, the crowd is also crazy, what a hell today..." Claude secretly thought in his heart.

At the same time, I kept my head on the ground: just ahead, I'm so smart!Beautiful...

"Oh! My God!" A noble man in gorgeous pantyhose and a pure white otter fur robe stood in front of me and I stumped his leg with a cane. He kept kicking on the marble tiles, as if the ground had burned his feet, and to tell you the truth, he was the loudest along the way.

"I can't find it, I can't find it..." I prayed like an old dog.

"Look quickly! Mr. Viscount! There is a beautiful white snake with a tortoise shell crawling and biting people! Hahaha... it crawled up to you, it seems to have just bit you! This bite may be strong enough haha Haha!" At this moment, a cheerful and lively young male voice sounded above my head, and I followed the voice to see a student with blond hair and blue eyes, who was climbing high on a marble pillar. I opened my golden eyes wide and stared. He glanced at him and gave him an international friendly gesture - put the middle finger up, and told him to shut up quickly with a mouth shape, and it was a drawing board not a turtle shell!

He looked at me with a smile in his blue eyes, raised his eyebrows at me nonchalantly, shook his head, turned around and shouted: "You are so beautiful, little snake demon! I have been watching you all the way hahaha! How did you come up with that idea?" If you have a bad idea in the future, teach me this way!"

Me: "...Fuck you mua~" I jumped up and gestured to him with two middle fingers, then squatted down immediately, because everyone was looking at me, I became the focus of the audience...

"It's Salome the cane dancer!" A bald divinity student on a beam recognized me.

"It's not me, I don't know you!" I quickly squatted down and hugged my head, but the walking stick fell to the ground with a thump... "Salome! Salome! Let's dance, beautiful! Let your sister do the same!" Let’s do a dance!” Then everyone started cheering, clapping and laughing, and the college student on the pillar immediately made a face at me, stuck out his tongue and grinned arrogantly.

The viscount who kept jumping just now raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the student, and then clamped a gold chained monocular gold lens in his eye socket (the glasses existed in 1289). He opened his eyes wide and looked down. I saw me with my head down and half squatting on the ground, putting away my cane and tools behind my back. Don’t ask me why I was half squatting, because I just wanted to stand up and pretend that nothing happened... Failed...

I was petrified, I lowered my head and didn't dare to move. At this moment, my face is like Landry's torment, and wearing a pain mask with double buffs, even the gods can't save me...

"Hehe!" I laughed dryly, squatting stiffly with my head lowered and half squatting. I didn't want to face anyone, but my curiosity still made me look up.

A pair of black leather shoes with silver square buckles stopped in front of me, and my eyes moved up one centimeter, the black robe...then up...the black gloves...then up...Claude crazily suppressed his laughter and pretended to be gloomy and handsome Face, people really think he is serious from a distance, but I can see it clearly when I am squatting, and the constantly shaking shoulders exposed him.

"Miss Salome, have you just crawled out of hell so you haven't had time to learn how to walk like a human... What are you thinking all day!" Claude said with a trembling voice, pretending to frown. .

I pursed my mouth at Claude, opened my eyes wide and blushed, and looked at him affectionately for nearly 10 minutes. My legs were numb, and I almost knelt on the ground.If I'm not mistaken, he just smiled at me fleetingly just now, he smiled happily, and his eyes were very gentle...

I want to slap myself, I'm still thinking about it!This situation is so embarrassing that I will spit out a mouthful of old blood!

Brothers, sisters and the people of Miracle Kingdom should go to the tavern next to the square to drink and warm up now, no one can save me.

I slowly stood up straight, shook my head arrogantly, brushed my blond hair with my hands, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, luck, all in one go, bit my lip, looked at death like home, raised my eyebrows in grief, and opened my eyes wide Eyes, turned around with this funny expression, thinking: Maybe, this is what it means to be unqualified in the world, I am sorry for letting you know me in this way...

Everyone laughed even harder, but the thickest face is invincible, alas, my legs are numb, I rubbed my legs nonchalantly.There are not many morals left, and I will see you before I have time to take a look at you.

I bit my lip at Claude and raised my head again to show my arrogance. He suddenly approached my shoulder, turned his back to the auditorium, tilted his head slightly, and turned his face sideways. He smiled at me again, this time real!I saw it with my own eyes!A long and big smile that only I can see, and the calm gray-blue eyes are also smiling gently at me!I see it!

My face was a little hot, I opened my golden eyes wide, and stared at his face in a daze, I was stunned for a moment...

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The author has something to say:

The missing person who dragged the update returned, and the sleepy pigeons have been sleeping for several days, sisters, don’t hit me (╥ω╥.) (slip away) Don’t stew pigeon soup.

Pretty boy wakes up~~~

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