[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

After Joe treated Claude Frollo's wound, he was limp on the ground, his brows and eyes drooping, with a sense of sadness and melancholy, as if he had lost something.

Qiao couldn't help but sigh with the system: "Humans are still too thin-skinned."

system:【……】

Yeah, who can compare with Joe and George in thickness of skin?

After all, the two of you can read the emotional energy of the only conscience Mr. Darcy in this book several times without conscience.

Joe: "Who said that, I feel guilty, and I will treat him well in the future."

George: "Me too."

System: [Come on, just let Mr. Darcy go! 】

In the dimly lit chapel, only the breathing of two people could be heard, one fast and the other calm.

Joe just sat beside Claude, and Claude felt that his injuries seemed to be getting better slowly, and his emotions gradually calmed down.

Claude was silent for a while, and thanked him in a low voice.

Joe smiled and said, "This is my responsibility."

Claude stammered, "You, you mean, I'm your responsibility?"

Joe said with a look of no intention: "Yes, the sick, injured, painful, and guilty are all my responsibility."

Claude was stabbed by her last description.

Claude confessed softly: "Miss Wickham, you are right, I am guilty."

Joe turned his head, there was no surprise in his eyes.

Claude's breath stagnated, "You know everything?"

Joe: "I just know that Mr. Frollo is conflicted in his heart. It seems that you think you have committed some crime, and even punish yourself with penance."

"Mr. Frollo, penance is not a way to punish yourself."

Claude smiled wryly, feeling ashamed in front of her.

"You're right, you're right..."

Claude: "I was wrong at the beginning."

He struggled to his feet.

Joe didn't help him up this time.

He sat up tremblingly by himself, and stared at Joe silently, "I want to bear my sins and carry them forever."

Because, until now, he is still obsessed with it.

Qiao asked curiously, "May I ask, what is your crime?"

Claude lowered his head, "I am a chaste ascetic monk, but I have love, and my desire is like a devil's tree root entrenched in my heart."

Joe leaned in front of Claude.

Claude was taken aback.

She said softly: "Why do people always worry about love? Love is innocent."

Claude's eyes widened, "You, you are also an ascetic monk, why do you say that?"

He said this, but his heart was jumping wildly because of excitement.

Joe: "Because I am an ascetic monk, I know that love is innocent, and the sinful one is obviously endless lust."

Claude's eyes dimmed again.

Joe: "Just as I also have people I love."

Claude froze instantly, "What?"

Joe smiled and said, "Isn't this normal? Love God, love your parents, love your brothers and sisters, love everyone in the world."

Claude was both relieved and inexplicably disappointed.

Joe: "Don't feel guilty, as long as you control your love, it's not a sin."

"If you can love everyone as much as you love that particular person, you can be called holy."

The system pondered and said: [Your words sound quite reasonable, but after careful consideration, there is something wrong. 】

[According to what you said, that scumbag man and woman often say, I give my heart to each of you equally, isn't that what you just said? 】

However, Claude was taken aback by Joe's statement, and even felt that the restraint that had been pressing on his back had been loosened.

It turned out that he was not so unforgivable. It turned out that he could still be saved.

Claude said excitedly: "Thank you, Miss Wickham."

"You saved me so many times, I don't know how to repay you."

Joe absorbed his emotional energy and smiled: "You have given me the best return."

Claude: "You said..."

Joe pointed at him with a finger.

Claude also followed her example, pointing at himself blankly.

Myself?

His face instantly became hot, and he was a little delirious.

Wait, wait, maybe she didn't mean that?

Claude subconsciously covered his face.

It suddenly occurred to him that Joe seemed to be referring to his own face just now, and he just smiled as if relieved from a heavy burden. Could it be that she was referring to his smile?

Claude was short of breath, and a sense of sweet happiness overwhelmed him.

Miss Wickham was such a kind, self-sacrificing, kind person.

Claude put down his hand, but his melancholy eyes were filled with a faint smile at the moment.

"Miss Wickham, I see."

Qiao Xin said: What do you understand?You understand when I say the greatest reward is your emotional energy?

Claude: "You are far better than me, and you should be the bishop this time."

"I will resign from the Bishop and recommend you."

Qiao Dingding stared at Claude for a long time, and said softly: "Sir, although I am a monk from the countryside and don't understand some things in the church in the capital, I know that the position of bishop is not decided by the two of us. "

"This is also the opportunity Mr. has been looking forward to for a long time, isn't it?"

Claude wants to ask: How do you know?

However, Joe seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with shame: "I'm sorry, when I was looking through your notebook to find the owner's name, I saw something."

For a moment, Claude felt that all his emotions were exposed in front of her.

But he didn't feel angry, only ashamed.

He was ashamed that he hadn't gotten better in front of him.

Joe turned his head and smiled slightly, "I don't care about these things anymore. After all, no matter where I am, I just want to help others."

Claude was very distressed, "Yes, you are right, but when I tell you this, it's not that I don't know how tricky they are in choosing the bishop, and I'm not mocking you, Miss Wickham. It's a great opportunity."

Claude: "My background is not very good, far inferior to most people in the seminary, but because of my restraint, I am knowledgeable, and I happened to meet the cardinal, so I have this opportunity."

In this empty little church, he said heartfelt words to Joe, "Since I can have such an opportunity, Miss Wickham should have such an opportunity."

"Because, in my opinion, Miss Wickham is far more pious and determined than I am."

The system complained: [Yes, the belief in tapping emotional energy is firm. 】

Joe smiled helplessly, "My lord future bishop, believe me, I have my own place."

Claude seemed even more worried than Joe.

But because Joe resolutely disagreed with his proposal, he had to put it aside temporarily, but made up his mind to help Miss Wickham.

……

When Claude bid farewell to Joe and pushed open the door of the chapel to go out, there was a ray of dawn at the end of the night.

It was daylight after he had been so long in the chapel with Miss Wickham.

Claude stood on the steps at the door of the chapel, watching the dawn dispel the darkness little by little, and the light of dawn fell on him.

It was as if he had been baptized by the holy light, and his whole body felt a lot more relaxed, as if his wounds had healed.

all healed...

and many more!

Claude's eyes widened suddenly. He subconsciously wanted to take off his robe, but he realized that he was at the door of the chapel. If he dared to take off his clothes here, he would definitely run naked soon. The news will spread throughout the university town."

He hurriedly hugged his robe tightly and ran quickly to his bedroom.

In the bedroom, he closed the door and took off his robe in front of the mirror.

The welts on his back in the mirror and the scratches on his legs from the penance belt had mostly healed, leaving only dark brown scabs.

He reluctantly tore off the scab on the wound, leaving only a dark pink mark on the wound below.

He was astonished and speechless.

After a while, he didn't even care about putting on his clothes, he staggered towards the bed, and sat down on his buttocks.

He lost his mind and murmured: "It turns out that she really has such an ability, and this is her side that manifests the holiness?"

His hands on his knees slowly clenched.

Such a kind and gentle Joe, who has the ability to manifest himself, has been squeezed out by this group of incompetent guys. Why?Why is this world like this!

No, he wants to help Joe, at least report the story of her apparition to the church so that they can take it seriously.

Let everyone know that Miss Jo Wickham is a true saint.

Claude Frollo, who had figured it out, jumped up all of a sudden, ready to rush out.

As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

Forgot what?

He looked back and saw the robes he had thrown on the table.

Claude: "..."

He lowered his head blankly, looking at himself who was naked.

Dude, he almost ran naked in seminary!

Some ascetic monks would wear a piece of clothing to show penance, and would not change it until it was tattered, but at least they didn't run naked~!

He covered his red face and hurried back to get dressed.

Why does he panic like himself when he encounters something about her?

……

Soon, stories of Jo's apparition began to spread in the seminary, and the church also sent special personnel to investigate the matter, and even went to her parish to inquire.

Jo ignored these little things, because she was about to face two important things.

First, Friedrich North sent someone to deliver a letter to her, in which he sincerely invited her to go to the North family mansion to exorcise his brother. At the same time, Friedrich North would also invite a The arrival of important people will be an excellent opportunity for Joe to go further.

Second, on the way George followed the army back to the capital, the commander-in-chief Baron North sent someone to inform George that he wanted to meet with him in private.

The date that Baron North and Friedrich North had set happened to coincide on the same day.

"Is this the tacit understanding between father and son?" Joe joked.

The system nervously said: [Master, what time is it, you still have the mood to joke. 】

[Now you have reached a critical juncture. If you win, you can go further; if you lose, I am afraid that both of your vests will have to be abolished. 】

Qiao said casually: "Why am I so careless? I think they should be the ones who are nervous."

"I don't promise I won't do something for emotional energy."

She was wearing a plain black robe, standing at the entrance of the seminary, a luxurious carriage was parked in front of her.

She raised her head, with a sharp edge hidden under her gentle and peaceful expression.

System: [The North family... wish them luck, and of course that big shot. 】