【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

I'm going to be executed today, and I'm a little helpless because I'm tied up, life is really impermanent.

My brother and sister have been inquiring about me for the past month. I was secretly imprisoned. They have been unable to find me. They can only count on Claude. Claude told them that his land was cheated by Mrs. Christine. After rescuing Xiaosha, my brothers and sisters raised money with the people of the Miracle Kingdom. Even Gringoire put up stools on the street to help me raise money, but it was far from enough to redeem the land, but Claude didn't care much. Money is not important to him anymore, he is most worried about his wife's life now.

I was taken to the scaffold, where a large pile of hay and branches had already been piled up.

The executioner next to me tied my hands with iron chains. I stood in the middle of the round execution platform. Women threw stones at me, but I never hurt anyone. The Bible does not say, "Only the innocent to throw stones at others”?I don't understand.

The door of the church opened slowly, and a row of monks wearing mourning clothes, white burqas and black lining came out. They held incense burners and prayed for the dying girl to pass away. But among the many gods, there was a man who was dying of pain. , he is the archdeacon.

Claude was wearing a robe and a tall hat, and he was very airy, at least he was when he saved other criminals in the past.

But today, he felt that he was already a walking corpse. He walked across to me numbly, the sadness in his heart was like a sponge full of water, he had reached the extreme of human grief.

Sending his lover to Huangquan Road with his own hands, heh, what is the difference between this and killing him. At this moment, he hated the priest's robe on his body, hated these sanctimonious people, hated God, and he hated the powerless self even more.

"That's great, Claude." I tried my best to maintain a smile, but this time it was no longer a heartless joke, but a comfort before the farewell.

I took a deep breath, pulled myself together, and said the next thing in as relaxed and lively a tone as possible, with warm eyes, I leaned into his ear: "So I was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with your thoughts, Now we have common beliefs and common ideals, and I have been struggling step by step by your side, never letting up in the slightest, as if only in this way can I be worthy of your love for me."

Claude stared weakly into my eyes, but the pretendingly relaxed face of the little man on the opposite side pierced his heart.

"I still love you, but I don't want to say it, I don't tell them that I am your wife, they ask me what is the relationship with you, but no matter how they beat me, I only admit that I am your mistress... But I Now I am a witch prisoner who is about to be burned to death, will you still love me?" My innocent and pure eyes looked at Claude.

"Xiaosha, you are now a death row, that's right. But I still love you, very much, you are wrong, I love you, it doesn't matter if you are a witch, an ordinary woman or a death row...I have to save you, forgive me Leave me! Let me take you away, please, come with me! I will try my best to help you escape, if you still love me, promise me!" Claude, heartbroken, would rather rob the execution ground , but also to save me out, he is desperate.

"No... out of love, I hope you stay away from me. When it burns, the smell must be bad. I can't help but scream if I don't keep it together. Claude, I don't want you to see me as horrible They still want to cut my hair off, I don't want to..." When it came to hair, the girl who had been smiling couldn't hold back her tears, but she still kept smiling, but the sweet pear dimple was presented to Ke Lord was full of bitterness.

"I don't want to die decently. Heh, Claude, don't remember the way I am now. You just need to remember how we used to be when I was happy. I hope that in your heart, I will always be The most beautiful look."

Claude told me in an almost begging tone that he had no choice but to feel powerless and helpless, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss: "Listen to me...Xiaosha, come with me now, I'll take you to hide in the church, I can save you, come with me, come with me quickly! I can take you to the end of the world...I don't care!"

"No... my dear, thank you for your kindness, I can't hurt you, I can't do it, you have to listen to me as you said, promise me, live well." I still shook my head with a smile.

The archdeacon heard the light breath from his wife's mouth. She lowered her head, her bright eyes were calm, and she seemed to have exhausted all her strength to say these words. The corners of her sweet lips were scabbed with blood, and her full forehead remained Breathing the blood, she panted lightly, tough and fragile.

People saw that the girl on the execution ground pouted her mouth and smiled beautifully. She raised the corners of her mouth to the executioners and the people watching the execution. Isn't she afraid?No, her thin and beautiful shoulders kept trembling, the god of death smelled the dying breath on her body, and her neat and white teeth were trembling.

The people in the audience didn't know what kind of power it was that could support her to keep smiling!

The girl's eyes drifted to the balcony on the second floor of Gongde Yuegui Mansion not far away. She raised her head, straightened her back proudly, and let out a heart-stopping laugh at the figure on the terrace. Insane!

People wonder why she can still be so happy in the face of death?

The citizens who didn't know the truth only thought that this prodigal girl was crazy, but Captain Phoebes felt chills all over his body.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, the nameless fear climbed up his feet and penetrated into his blood, he tried his best to force the witch Salome to cry for fun and sex, but she just wanted to laugh , I will not allow him to fulfill his wish until death!

And now, like a most vicious curse, this laughter took root in his shallow mind.

"Don't be sad. If you want to make a change, someone has to sacrifice. In my lifetime, I can work hard for our common ideals, save our relatives, and marry you in my lifetime. I am the luckiest girl in the world! Am I your pride?" I sneered and asked Claude proudly.

"Of course...Of course! We are all proud of you, Xiaosha, you are the bravest girl I have ever seen..." Claude cried helplessly.

I rubbed my face against Claude's, wiping away the tears on his face: "I'm very happy, I didn't embarrass you... Now, wish me peace, Claude, pray for me, let me go Heaven, the Lord will forgive me, right, no matter what mistakes I make, I will repent in front of God, but I can’t regret loving you, I’m not guilty of this..."

"...fool, how long do you want to love me? Why do you insist on doing this?"

"Love till I turn to ashes, love till I burp!"

I chuckled lightly, just like laughing with him on weekdays, I looked at his tear-stained face tenderly, I was firmly imprisoned by the rope, and I couldn't even raise my hand to dry his face. Tears can't give him a shallow kiss, but can only hide him deeply in my heart.

"teamo, Vale, amicamea. (Latin: I love you, farewell, my love.)" He whispered softly in my ear, exhausting the last bit of strength he had to hold on in the great grief.

I took his hand and wrote a line of Hebrew on his palm with a smile "????,???? (Farewell, Beloved)."

Claude clenched his fist and held my hand tightly, just like this, he could keep those words and the person in front of him forever.

"Your Majesty, please stay away from the platform, the fire is about to be lit." The executioner stepped forward and asked Claude to step down.

Claude's tearful world, she is like a stone tablet full of love.

He turned around and moved down a step, but no one expected that at the moment when the fire ignited, he let out a heart-piercing growl, like a person being scorched, rushed into the sea of ​​fire, turned around Hugging his love, amidst the screams of fear.

"Goodbye brother, goodbye sister, goodbye friends!" I finally shouted.

The elder sister fainted from fright, and the elder brother and Gringoire grabbed the elder sister's arm with tears streaming down their faces.

In the raging flames, two figures hugging tightly could be vaguely seen.

He once lost himself, what a pious bastard he was in the eyes of others, this time, he chose not to let go, how her name was on his lips for a long time, he was very afraid of death, this time But he just wants to turn into ashes, and his beloved, even if their flesh and blood are burnt to carbon, they have to melt together in another way, his eyes are full of tears, the ocean of love in his heart has already extinguished this burning fire Tongues of fire, but his heart turned into a dry magma in hell.

"Brother! Sister-in-law!" John screamed.

"Quasimodo, think of a solution quickly, what should I do!" Chai Na knelt on the ground and washed her face with tears.

Suddenly Quasimodo dodged the soldiers' spears, pushed the burning fodder aside, climbed up the statue of the Madonna, and jumped into the church. Claude shouted "Holy Sanctuary" and hurried me to the church. But the moment I ran into Notre Dame, the monks of the church pulled Claude in together, pushed me out, and locked the door with a bang.

"Little Sha!" Claude struggled so hard that his hat fell off.

The guards all turned their heads to face me, and the whole world fell silent.

"Fuck, ruthless!" I shook Pipi, yelled and ran to the river beach square on the other side of the river with a yell, and a large group of guards behind me chased me.

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Chapter 83 The Borgia Family's evil deeds turned to help, Salome's mother, shocked!I am your father, Claude, was dragged into Notre Dame by the believers, but his wife was pushed outside. He seemed to have lost his mind at this moment, and ran out to find Xiaosha regardless. Han didn't pull him back, and he didn't know where he went.

As mentioned earlier, Mrs. Christine had a female pet who imitated Salome. Today she happened to have an affair with Cardinal Balck, and was discovered by Patricia. Patricia was furious and tore the woman off. Pushing this woman, the woman's head hit the foot of the table, and she was killed on the spot. Patricia panicked for a while, and asked her father, the Duke of Comontey of Lance, to discuss the countermeasures with her mother. Nobles are not punished for capital crimes. But Patricia didn't want to suffer, and the matter was related to her aunt Christine, so Patricia went to Mrs. Christine to find a way.

"It's also useless. She dared to steal it behind my back. She deserves to die! Bah!" Mrs. Christine glanced at the corpse on the ground with disdain, and spat.

"Oh, auntie, you have to save me." Patricia was so frightened that she knelt down and grabbed Christine's arm.

"At first, the archdeacon begged me to save his wife, but I was angry with that girl! I caught up with her today, it's her luck!" Mrs. Christine smiled evilly, her appearance was terrific.

Everything around was beautifully decorated, and the only ugly thing in the house was Mrs. Christine.

"Auntie, what do you mean?" Patricia trembled. Although she was usually a powerful person, she had never seen a dead person, but Mrs. Christine had long been used to it.

Mrs. Christine was bloated and magnanimous, but selfish.

She wanted to use Claude's territory for nothing, but she didn't expect to have a scapegoat for the vice bishop's wife. The fat on her face trembled, and her expression was sinister: "Here is a ready-made scapegoat, let her be a death row prisoner, I also saved the life of the archdeacon's wife, and I can't say that I took other people's land and didn't do anything. , this time it is just in time for that girl Salome to have a great fortune."

The words were divided into two ends, one for each branch, I ran to the mouse hole in the river beach square and called out to the hermit nun.

"Sister Gudul, help me!" I couldn't run anymore when I reached the river beach square. The terrain here was empty except for the "rat hole", and there was really no place to hide.

"Child, what's the matter with you? I haven't seen you for a month, and I thought you forgot me as an old woman!" The hermit nun couldn't help laughing at my embarrassed appearance, and she still joked with me as usual, but I don't Upset.

I leaned on the wall, bent down and waved my hands, panting heavily: "No, Mammy! I'm really going to die this time, I committed a capital crime, and the guards are chasing me everywhere!"

"Come in, child!" Aunt Gudul opened a wide gap in the iron window. She was not strong enough, so she lifted a big rock in the cave and smashed a gap. She hugged me and hid in the shadows, because I'm a prisoner, so the cloak on my chest is already torn, revealing the little shoes that have been inlaid with yellow glass beads. In this dark corner, Aunt Gudule can see this small object clearly.

"Salome! What is this! Where did you get it?!" The nun grabbed my arm violently and tore off my little golden shoe, which contained a note: "Open the little golden shoe, mother is in around."

"My biological mother made it for me. My sister and I each have one. She is a small green shoe necklace." I patiently explained, while trying to shrink into the shadows.

"Oh my god! God!" the nun cried. Her face was haggard, her sunken eye sockets overflowed with a look of happiness and surprise, and she seemed to be ten years younger for a moment. She screamed shrilly, and her hands kept touching My face: "What am I waiting for, let me take a good look, my daughter! My little daughter! How beautiful! My little angel! Heart and soul!"

"Are you...really my mother?" I blinked desperately, but the tears still flowed down. I couldn't help but choke when I was too excited, but I couldn't speak. I thought for a long time, but trembled Then he said: "We have been looking for you for 16 years!"

"Yes! I am! It's a long story, child, we just happen to be a pair of shoes! Look! How did you commit a capital crime?!" Sister Gudulle took out the other two small shoes from her bosom, I stuffed it into my hand, the green one was exactly the same as my sister's.

"Mom! Mom... I'm afraid... I don't know, we saved the Zacklei rebels and made a printing press! I rebelled, and I was convicted of many crimes!" I was so sad that I couldn't bear it Live collapsed, broken anti-cry, I am only 16 years old, and I am still a kid with no idea, the Middle Ages is too dangerous...

I found my forever lover and my biological mother, which should have been the happiest moment in my life, but I was deeply involved in disasters and couldn't extricate myself. This is the cruelty of fate.

"Quick! Hide it! My baby, I have just met you, and I have suffered such a disaster, my poor little daughter, my little baby!" Save my life.

I told myself to calm down, and then I turned the cloak inside out, wearing the black side, which made it easier for me to hide in the shadows.

Patricia was held hostage by Aunt Christine, and tremblingly transported the body of the double woman to Greve Square, but there was only an empty burning platform in the square. After inquiring, she found out that Salome had escaped and ran to the river beach square on the other side to hide. Madame Patricia seemed impatient to settle this troublesome matter quickly.

"That's better, let's go to the beach plaza! Come on!" Patricia yelled.

"Sister Hermit, have you ever seen a gypsy witch running over?" A soldier ran over, followed by Lord Tristan on horseback and the guards.

"I haven't seen anyone passing by here since early morning." The nun rolled her eyes and shook her head sincerely.

"You won't lie, will you? We're going to burn that gypsy woman to death. She committed a serious crime. You hate gypsy women, right?!" Tristan looked down at the hermit nun majestically on the horse.

The nun immediately made a statement, pretending to be cruel: "Yes, sir, what I hate the most are despicable gypsy witches, they stole my children! I want to bite them to death! Bite their necks off! Drink Their blood!"

"Okay, I'm going to check inside." Lord Tristan stared like a tiger chasing prey, with two vertical mustaches.

"No!" The nun blocked the dark hole with her body.

"Hey, why don't you use it? You have to check everywhere, let me go in and search!" Tristan looked unhappy, and no one could stop him from chasing down the court's most important criminal.

"Whoever dares to come in, I will bite to death!" The soldiers around did not dare to move forward, looking at the sharp claws and fangs of the old woman, like a tigress guarding its cubs.

"Sir, she may not be there." The soldier replied weakly.

"This place is so empty, this rat hole is the only place where people can hide! Are you a fool? Sack girl, if you stop me from performing official duties, don't blame me for being rude! Knock the wall away!" Tristan impatiently Waving their hands, the soldiers picked up the broken wooden stakes next to the square and hit the wall.

"Boom...boom..." One time, two times, three times... The hermit's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to be smashed into pieces, as if she was terrified.

My whole body was soaked in sweat, the hand holding the cloak was trembling uncontrollably, I hugged my head tightly and huddled in a corner, not daring to breathe.

"No! No! Please, my lord!" The nun suddenly softened, knelt on the ground obediently and kept rubbing her hands, begging for mercy.

Tristan showed a smug expression: "Then you admit that the criminal is here?"

The nun prostrated herself on the ground, weeping, she lost her ferocious expression now, she looked like an old dog wagging its tail, protecting her child, with a bang bang on the head: "I plead guilty, please be merciful and take me away, She is my long lost little girl, please forgive her, my darling, she was stolen before I was around for a day, but now I found her, I found my baby girl, please , I kowtow to you! She is still so young, she is beautiful, and she has a handsome and kind husband of the archdeacon! Let her live longer! I am not afraid of death when I am old! By the way! My lord archdeacon! Help! The archdeacon My lord, save us! Save your wife!"

I feel sorry for my mother who worked so hard for me, I pursed my lips tightly, and tears fell silently down my cheeks.

"I sympathize with what happened to you, but she conspired against and assassinated the officer. I also know that she is the mistress of the archdeacon. Fortunately, she did not admit that she was his wife, otherwise the archdeacon would be to blame." Lord Tristan nodded. Sour, shed a few crocodile tears, and softened his tone.

"Boom!" The wall was completely smashed, the mouse hole was destroyed, and I was shivering under the sunlight.

"It's her!" Tristan ordered, and I was dragged out. I suppressed my fear and let them drag me without saying a word. I didn't want to make my mother sad.

"Little Sha!" The nun grabbed my leg and hugged me tightly to fight for their daughter. The mother, daughter and the officer were in a stalemate like this, crying and shouting at the river beach square for a while.

"What are you doing!" Patricia's shrill growl was heard from far away.

"Honorable Mrs. Patricia!" Lord Tristan dismounted immediately to greet her: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to find my sister!" Patricia casually changed into a nonsense, but she didn't expect it to come true later.

"Sister?!" Tristan's jaw dropped in shock.

"Master Tristan~ You have misidentified the person. This is my sister you caught. I found the body of the witch Salome by coincidence. She fell to her death while escaping. Take her away. ’” Patricia pushed the dead body of the daughter who imitated me to Tristan.

"This..." Tristan knew that the Medici tigress must have killed someone, and replaced the real Salome to prevaricate him, but he had to accept it.

"Mr. Tristan, what objection do you have?" Mrs. Christine stretched out her huge body from the carriage. This one was even more heavyweight. Tristan did not dare to offend the Borgia family.

"Um...no, Mrs. Christine." Tristan didn't dare to make mistakes, since it was Mrs. Christine's intention, then he would do so, and then ordered to accept it: "Come, take the corpse of the witch Salome." Take it away and burn it, this is Lady Patricia's sister, let her go."

A group of mighty guards took other people's bodies away, and I, a real fugitive, saved myself from danger like this. The Borgia and Medici are really powerful.

"Ma'am?" I hesitated and couldn't believe that I was let go like this, as if nothing happened, I seemed to be dancing on the verge of death repeatedly.

"Don't be surprised, you sluts, it's the same for anyone who dies. I learned the matter of dying in a top-pack from you...you've helped me, otherwise I'd be troubled too." Patricia proudly Smiling, she said slowly, "It's good that she died, she helped both of us."

Life went ups and downs too fast, and I was saved just like that.

"Dad! I took care of this matter without anyone knowing it." I knew Patricia's father. He was the old Duke who invited me to eat in the bathroom that day. He and Claude were good friends.

"You still killed people and caused trouble! Nonsense!" Duke Comontey of Lance stepped out of the carriage and scolded the coquettish Patricia.

"Vicomte Comonteuil!" exclaimed the hermit.

"Are you...?" Comontey was dumbfounded.

The nun showed her golden cross with tears in her eyes.

"This! Could it be that Miss Salome is mine...?!" Duke Comontey pointed at me with a loveless face, his fingers still trembling slightly.

"Yes! She is your daughter! My dear daughter!" The nun cried and roared.

I go! ! ! ... This amount of information is so huge, I'm now thinking how can I find a way to get back to Claude's land, after all, my little head is full of ingenuity.

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Chapter 81, 82, 83! ! !Three consecutive updates in a super day!Pigeons are going crazy! : If I reflect on myself three times a day, then I will be wise and do nothing wrong.The author's thoughts are already on the verge of letting go.

Spinning and jumping, I closed my eyes, there was a red spot between my eyebrows, my underpants covered my face~~~

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