【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Squeezing to the gate of Notre Dame de Paris is actually really boring.In the church, the grey-haired priests and the young priests all looked serious, bowed their heads in silence, and lowered their eyebrows. Some tightly held the cross in their hands, and some clasped their hands together, praying repeatedly, as if no one else was there. black robes.The most conspicuous thing is that on the altar in the middle is a priest in his 30s with a solemn and gloomy expression, wearing a priest's round cap. He is not old, but he looks old-fashioned, and his hair is a bit gray.

He was handsome and tall.His face was a little thin, and there were a few melancholy wrinkles on his forehead.With a pious face, he spoke the Bible slowly in Latin, with a very deep and soft voice.From time to time, he pursed his lips tightly and thought about it.He lowered his head slightly, exposing his solemn forehead, and from time to time looked around at the believers under the stage with those gray-blue indifferent eyes that were more vicissitudes and melancholy than the old man. He was wearing a gorgeous black religious gown with gold trim , wearing a big black cloak, with black gloves on his hands, gently flipping through the huge Bible, with a big sterling silver cross hanging on his chest.

I secretly asked the people next to them what they were doing? "Hush! Didn't you see the priests praying? You better be pious, you ignorant stranger. Oh, God bless you."

(The awkward person Salome's perspective) After a while, I also felt bored, listening to the soft voice of the priest, it was too hypnotic, I wanted to sleep, but whenever his majestic gray-blue eyes looked at me, I felt And a little scared to sleep.I just want to go first, and next time when the square in front of me is busy, I will come to dance and perform arts, and I can also visit the buildings.

Thinking about it, I bent down and prepared to crawl away quietly with my hands and feet, but unfortunately, I felt that the veil was stuck when I was not far away. It turned out to be stepped on by a big fat man. People in the Middle Ages did not eat well It's strange to be so fat, maybe an aristocrat.

Then I started to pull all kinds of things, and I thought that scene must be quite funny.When I was pulling hard, I didn't know that the service was over, the village priest had already withdrawn, and the poker-faced priest who presided over the service in the altar just now stepped down from the altar and closed the scriptures, what a coincidence , the crowd has almost withdrawn, but unfortunately I didn't pay attention at all, the fat man who stepped on my veil was also about to leave, he let go, and a scene I will never forget in my life happened, (Claude later told me he Thought I was a witch, attacked him, and then fell in love with him, so casual, you face control!) Action force and reaction force, plus various forces of inertia, I fell out directly, and it was a coincidence , I pressed that poker-faced priest under him, my face hit his chest hard, and the priest was about to fall heavily to the ground.Relying on my divine reaction, I quickly grabbed his collar to prevent him from falling on his head, "It hurts!" But I guess he hurt even more, his ribs were about to break.

I quickly looked at the poor priest, his eyes were tightly closed!He won't die...!

I put my ear against his heart and listened to it for a while, and it was still beating fast, "Huh! He's not dead..." I felt his pulse again, and checked his ribs from top to bottom (slightly Knowing medical skills, gypsies wander around, some minor illnesses can be treated by themselves), pulse is normal, ribs are not broken... I am very lucky, otherwise I would have killed a priest, and my conscience will be disturbed for the rest of my life ...

Fortunately, there was no one in the church at that time, and he felt that it was not too dead. He slowly opened his gray-blue eyes and looked at me coldly. Those eyes were lifeless, like a pool of deep and quiet stagnant water!

"I'm sorry, sir, please forgive me. Is it too late for me to apologize now... Hehe" I laughed dryly, and I had nothing to say.The priest's complexion became even worse, and a blush appeared on his face as blue as ice, like a boiled vegetable.He wanted to get up, pushed me away, accidentally put his hand on my waist, and then quickly took it away as if he had been scalded by a copper kettle.

Maybe it's my old eyesight's delusion, I think he should be angry and bloody, so he blushes.

"Get up first!" His voice was cold and a little trembling, alas, why did I make him so angry, he looked like he wanted to push you away, but he didn't dare to touch your disgust, he was a little bit embarrassed, I I thought I was too rude, so I hurriedly got up.

This person is really too much, I held his head and slowly helped him up, I wanted to pull his hand to make him stand up, but he suddenly gave me a cold and vicious look, and pushed me away violently.He slowly stood up by himself, took off his gloves, and slowly put on a black gemstone silver ring on his ring finger (Note: The priest's ring in the Middle Ages represents never marrying and serving God), with his slender and well-defined bones Brush the folds of the priest's robe with the fingers of a scholar (I think this is a good hand).I just wanted to explain and apologize to him, but he suddenly pointed at me angrily with his good-looking hand, and shouted in a calm and elegant voice: "Holy guards!!! Royal guards! Catch this damned gypsy witch!"

Then I knew that not only did I want to die, but my life was also in danger. Give me a chance, dear!I was in a bad mood, and I accidentally attacked a high priest (because he gave sermons to other priests, and his robes were noble, and the Vatican guards obeyed him, I felt in trouble, I didn't know it at the time He is the Vicar Claude Frollo in the book), although it was really an accident, but I knew that if I was caught, I would be thrown into the Bastille for a witch trial, subjected to various tortures, and finally burned as a witch To die or hang!

"Hey! Excuse me." Before the guards came in, I turned around and ran away without taking a cloud.He never expected that he thought I was attacking him with intentional sabotage, so he grabbed my veil in desperation, exposing my head and face!If I don't run, I will be useless! !

I was afraid to look back at this terrifying priest. He actually held my veil in his hand and suddenly stopped moving, like a strange statue.Seeing me in a daze for a while, my expression was in a trance, my face was ecstatic for a while, and it became extremely gloomy and sad for a while!Hello!This poker-faced priest is really strange, he didn't hit his head, he's fine, but he didn't send his pursuers after that, I was surprised and glad, it's better this way, and I feel at ease up.

(Introduction and Perspective of Vicar Claude)

I came from a middle-class family, called gentry or petty aristocrats.The family inherited the Lyle Sharp fiefdom from the Parkley brothers.That fief was originally under the jurisdiction of the Bishop of Paris.As the master of the fief, he is one of the 140 lords and enjoys the annual tribute of Paris and its city.In view of this, my name has long been recorded in the archives kept in the pastoral church of Saint-Martin, between the Don Carville residence belonging to François Leray and the College of Tours.Early in childhood, it is up to the parents to decide to devote themselves to the priesthood.Learn to read and read from Latin, and develop the habit of bowing your head and speaking softly.

At a young age, he became the best scholar, medical scientist, scientist, and theologian in Paris and even the whole of France.Became the youngest priest, only in his early thirties this year, was appointed by the Pope as the vicar of Notre Dame de Paris.I also think that I will spend my whole life devoting myself to the priesthood and swimming in the ocean of knowledge and science, but people always need emotions. I feel more and more that science and knowledge are so empty before the flood of emotions, and life lacks warmth and love. , but it is an unoiled gear, which can only produce creaking noises.However, after all, I am still young, and I can only replace fantasies with fantasies, thinking that brotherhood is the only need, and having such a young brother is enough to enrich my life, but there is a voice in my heart telling me that all this is far away. Not enough... Even if I heard the rustle of a woman's silk skirt walking, I would lower the brim of my hat to avoid it, just to keep my inner peace.If it is the phantoms of those women like floating clouds, I just need to plunge into the ocean of knowledge and pray to God devoutly, and then I can forget them and my mind will be at peace.But a burning flame, just because of a pair of eyes from a foreigner, will never be forgotten, and ignited the fire of my love...

Today was supposed to be an ordinary day for me, and I feel like this is how my whole life should be spent.

I am proud, with the appearance and posture of a teacher, using my profound knowledge, serious and melancholy to devote myself to the priesthood, and my noble conduct without desires and demands, just like my boring every day, doing the work I should do.

Just at the end of this unremarkable day, the wicked woman sent by the devil appeared, she suddenly attacked me, it was fate playing tricks on me!

It must have been instigated by the devil, her face lay on my chest, I felt her grabbing my wrist, and stroking my chest with terrifying claws, am I going to be killed by her, she must want me heart!I broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and hurriedly wanted to push her away!

My fingers accidentally touched her beautiful brown skin. At that moment, I felt that the gates of hell had opened to me. Suddenly, my heart began to beat violently. This witch was trying to seduce me. I smelled the sweetness of her body. Her breath, her voice is very nice, even when I speak, I can feel the fragrance of her lips and teeth, I am so excited that I can hardly hear any voice, I feel that I can no longer see heaven and God.

She said she was sorry, I could only order her to get up, and I must not spare this hateful witch who is full of lies, I immediately ordered the guards to arrest her, she was flustered and wanted to slip away, I hurriedly grabbed her veil .

At that moment I felt like I had fallen into hell, her veil fell off, I have never seen such a girl, the beauty of the Virgin is nothing more than this!Like the setting sun, the golden thread-like long hair like a cloud rises from the sky in the setting sun, pouring down like a waterfall, shimmering, that pair of curved eyebrows are like a crescent moon in the sky, a pair of incomparably beautiful golden eyes, Surrounded by beautiful light eyelashes like butterfly wings, with a slight blink, the eyes flowed.Those eyes of a stranger shine brighter to me than any emperor's crown jewels.Those eyes are like the eyes of a boa constrictor deceiving God, I feel that she is wrapping me tightly and devouring me!Those were the eyes of the basilisk Medusa. I was bewitched by magic. At that moment, my body seemed to turn into a stone statue, but my heart and soul were like a pool of stagnant water, but my heart and soul had never been so turbulent.Terrified, she covered her beautiful face with her soft and small hands, and secretly wiped her sweat, looking both scared and funny.She was also looking at me in horror, biting her pink lips, with a special awkward smile of bewilderment.

If she was really a devil or a witch, she would have succeeded at that moment. The best vicar in Paris fell in love with a witch! ! !I looked at her, clutching her veil tightly in my hands, as if brushing her hair, and my heart was filled with infinite joy and sorrow, and I scolded myself, how could I find a witch so cute!But her image was so clear in front of my eyes, I felt something hit my heart hard, and now I was at a loss, I stopped the guards and waved back, because I knew I couldn't hurt her anymore. She's dead, I don't know why I can't do it, I've got some damn spell!Watching her fly away like a fawn that just escaped from the hunter.She was dressed like a horrible Egyptian woman!Gypsy witch!I'm starting to regret not catching her just now, will I ever see her again... who is she? !

Maybe I just got some evil spell cast on me today... But I want to see her again, no!Don't get me wrong, I just want to prove that it was just a witch's magic. If I see her again, I will definitely interrogate her severely in court!Take this devil to the Bastille!Just now I was crazy, it was my delusion.I'm still in heaven, by God's side, my faith, my heart has never changed.

Maybe I'm just crazy today, maybe I won't be like this when I see her again, maybe it's all an illusion, yes!I may just be crazy...

I'm going to confess to God right now!God will help his devout minions to rid themselves of that evil witch's spell!