Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

In anticipation and apprehension until late at night, when the whole Notre Dame had fallen asleep, Quasimodo waited for the girl he never forgot.

A beautiful figure walked into the Notre Dame through the back door. Before the chill outside dissipated, the entire corridor was filled with the unique fragrance of women.

Esmeralda took off her thick robe, revealing the light and close-fitting embroidered dress underneath.

A girl who can make a rough man like Quasimodo exhaust all his words in front of Ma Youfu has an extraordinary appearance.

Especially the figure that has the two advantages of being exquisite and plump and sexy makes every man go crazy.Such a woman who is like the goddess Dizela, even a king would not dare to talk about monopoly, but now she favors herself, Quasimodo feels that she is the luckiest person in the world.

"Esmeralda, I have prepared wine, roast chicken, and beef stew..." Quasimodo stammered, his throat was dry because of the girl's dazzling beauty.

"You are so considerate, Quasimodo, I'm just hungry. What are you doing in a daze, lead the way." Esmeralda smiled and pushed the man away, and then took a step first.

After the two had supper in Quasimodo's room, they began to visit Notre Dame.

After playing to his heart's content, Quasimodo, who was completely fascinated by Esmeralda and felt wrapped in happiness, stared blankly at the other party's delicate face and said, "Esmeralda, how I have been favored by the Seven Saints!" Ah, to be favored by a goddess like you..."

"Quasimodo, I'm not nobler than you. I'm just an unbelievers." Esmeralda's eyes darkened, and she said in a low voice.

The so-called unbelievers, as the name suggests, are those who have no faith.Its origin has three parts.One is the alien immigrants who came to the earth through the convergence of the celestial sphere.They are unwilling to convert to the Seven Saints or other earth-native gods, and the old gods far away in another world cannot provide them with shelter.

The second type is a part of the natives of the earth inherited from ancient times.After the old gods of Northern Europe, Greece, and Egypt that they believed in fell, they refused to accept new beliefs.

The third type is those who resolutely give up their original beliefs due to various reasons.

Since there is no god boss behind them, unbelievers are naturally easily squeezed out, suppressed, and even systematically hated by other believers.

When Ma Youfu knew about the existence of unbelievers, he thought they were a vulnerable group wandering around like gypsies.

But in fact, among the unbelievers, there are many powerful people with various abilities. In many countries, they have gray spheres of influence that cannot be ignored. The rulers are both disgusted and in awe, and have to learn to cooperate and coexist with them.

Seeing the dejected beauty, Quasimodo quickly comforted her: "Esmeralda, I am different from others! I do not discriminate against unbelievers. If you are willing to marry me, I will sell my soul to the devil." willing!"

"I don't want you to deal with the devil. If you want to get me, you just need to meet a small requirement and prove your sincerity."

"Just say what you want!" Seeing Esmeralda's alluring figure, Quasimodo's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"I want to see the Crown of Thorns with my own eyes."

Chapter 320: When the Old God Resurrects

Hearing the request made by Esmeralda, Quasimodo suddenly showed embarrassment.

The crown of thorns is the most important sacred object of Notre Dame de Paris. It is said that Oretus, the head of the seven saints, wore the crown of thorns on his head and fought against the fallen Greek gods. He finally won and ended the age of the old gods.

This extraordinary treasure of the town house is now preserved in the secret room of Notre Dame de Paris, with layers of restrictions, and has been continuously strengthened by successive abbots, so it can be described as impenetrable.Even an extraordinary expert who is proficient in historical theology, magic rituals, arcane formations and other related knowledge will need to spend a lot of time and resources to break the ban.

Ordinary people like Quasimodo are even less likely to have direct access to the Crown of Thorns.He didn't even know where the chamber where the Crown of Thorns was kept.

"Esmeralda, I'm sorry... I can't fulfill your wish. I'm just too incompetent."

Seeing Quasimodo's apologetic face, Esmeralda was not angry, but comforted the other party: "It's okay, Quasimodo, after all, it is a sacred object that has been passed down for thousands of years, and people of our status are indeed not qualified to touch it. "

Seeing the disappointed expression of the beauty, Quasimodo felt more and more guilty.

He lowered his head, brooding in agony of guilt and anxiety, hoping to find a way to make the goddess happy.

Suddenly, Quasimodo slapped his thigh: "Although the dean never told me where the crown of thorns is hidden, but based on my experience of ringing the bell in Notre Dame for 20 years, I am already familiar with every brick here. Chamber of Secrets, as easy as cranking a bell rope!"

He stood up, said "Follow me", and hurried out of the room.

The two came to the first floor, at an inconspicuous corner, and walked into the stairs leading to the underground tomb.

Different from the magnificent and solemn Gothic buildings on the ground, the catacombs of Notre Dame still retain the residual style of the Roman era, and the stones piled up in layers show a simple and vicissitudes of life.

"These crypts date back to the Clovis period and contain burials of senior clergymen of the Seven Saints."

"Well, I can indeed feel a very strong remnant of divine power..." Esmeralda nodded and said.

Quasimodo didn't notice why an ordinary unbelievers girl could feel the existence of extraordinary power.He continued to lead the way.

Finally, the bell ringer stopped in front of the two innermost tombs.

"When I was in a bad mood, I often came here and prayed to the Seven Saints to gain peace of mind. The more times I come here, the more I know it." Quasimodo pointed to the two tombs The gap between them said, "Don't you think, the distance here is too wide? It is completely different from the distance between other tombs. I don't know why, but I always feel that the walls here are not right..."

Esmeralda closed her eyes, felt it carefully, and then showed a look of excitement.

She turned to look at Quasimodo, licked her lips, her smile was as sweet as newly picked honey, and her eyes were full of seductive eyes.

Quasimodo couldn't hold back any more, and walked over panting heavily for this charming and glamorous appearance.

"You are doing well, Quasimodo. Go to sleep and have a good dream. When you wake up, give this letter to the Marquis of La Manche." A cloud of mist came out, covering Quasimodo.

The bell ringer fell to the ground and snored.

A letter fell lightly onto his chest.

The charming temperament of Esmeralda suddenly disappeared, replaced by a kind of seriousness and fanaticism.She stood between two tombs, looking straight at the stone wall in front of her.

Accompanied by the chanting of the elf language, the magic power in her hand gathered, forming a black light, which shot out.

Gradually, a portal formed on the wall.

"It's a great idea. It actually opened up an independent small subspace to store the crown of thorns. The crown of thorns that the Seven Saints showed to the public during major festivals is indeed a fake." Esmeralda praised He said, "In the past, there were still many strong people in the Seven Sages. But now..."

With a mocking smile on her lips, she stepped into the portal.

Inside is a space without a concept of orientation, making people unable to distinguish up, down, left, and right.Countless points of light float in the darkness, like a vast starry sky.

In the very center of the space, there is a crown made of gold and entwined with thorns.Because of the age, the luster of the crown is a bit dim, and there are still mottled blood stains on it, which is now dark brown.

Esmeralda approached the crown of thorns step by step, but soon encountered invisible obstacles.

After realizing that she could no longer move forward, Esmeralda raised her hand lightly, and grabbed a severed hand as white as jade from the void.

She aimed her severed hand at the crown of thorns, and chanted ancient spells in Greek.

Driven by these magical syllables, the crown of thorns began to vibrate slightly, and the dried blood left on it emitted red light, gradually turning into moist blood droplets, and then flew out backwards, and finally merged into the cut surface of the flawless white jade palm.

The palm that seemed to be a dead thing suddenly twitched slightly.

Esmeralda's eyes suddenly burst into excitement: "That legend is indeed true! When the next day of world collision comes, it will be the time when the old gods will be resurrected!"

After putting away the severed hand, Esmeralda returned to the main plane and closed the portal.

It's as if nothing happened.

"I didn't expect you, an ugly guy, to be quite useful. You actually helped me find the crown of thorns in this huge Gothic building. The time spent on you these two days is not in vain. I will give you a Sweet dreams, as a reward." Esmeralda tapped Quasimodo's forehead and shot a pink beam of light.

When the bell ringer showed a fascinated expression in his sleep, the beauty had disappeared without a trace.

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The next morning, when Ma Youfu was having breakfast, a servant suddenly reported that a commoner named Quasimodo wanted to see him.

It stands to reason that the difference in status between a bell ringer and the most powerful Marquis in France is too great to be easily received.However, when Quasimodo was stopped by the guard, he happened to be seen by a bodyguard.The guard knew that Lord Marquis had chatted with this ugly monster yesterday, so he sent someone to inform Ma Youfu with the thought that "this guy might really have caught your eye".

"Quasimodo wants to see me?" Ma Youfu frowned slightly.This bell ringer is not the kind of villain who hugs his thigh tightly when he sees it, and doesn't want to rub his skin. Maybe something really happened.

So he nodded and asked the servant to lead Quasimodo up.

The bell ringer walked into the restaurant, stood in front of Ma Youfu respectfully, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Marquis. Esmeralda asked me to bring you a letter."

"Isn't Esmeralda one of the girls you're after? What does it have to do with me?"

"I don't know either. But I must carry out her orders."

Ma Youfu looked suspiciously at Quasimodo, who was behaving strangely, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, what about the letter?"

Quasimodo hastily presented the envelope.

Ma Youfu opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and found that there was only a short sentence on it: "Be careful, someone is planning to rescue Rodrigo, and it is at the time of execution!"

He put away the letter paper calmly, and asked again: "How did you and Esmeralda last night, did she agree to your pursuit?"

"Esmeralda is the supreme goddess in my heart, and I swear to follow her forever." Quasimodo looked serious.

Ma Youfu became more suspicious.

Judging from yesterday's short conversation, Quasimodo has clearly been completely fascinated by that Esmeralda, and has become a licking dog.How could you spend one night with the goddess, and then change your attitude the next day, and follow her as a goddess in a religious sense, without any male desire?

Moreover, what is the origin of the other party, and why did he send such a message to himself.

Is the news true or false?

Ma Youfu looked at the bell ringer, and suddenly smiled and said kindly: "Quasimodo, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, sit down quickly, and leave when you are full."

"My lord, this, this..." Quasimodo panicked.The dean of Notre Dame is probably not qualified to have dinner at the same table with Ma Youfu, so what is he capable of to win such an honor.

"For us Serisians, if we meet a guest during the meal, we must entertain him. Don't be nervous, just enjoy the food with a calm mind. Remember, you are also the hero who saved Paris, so you can enjoy my meal with peace of mind. courtesy."

After asking the servant to serve Quasimodo to sit down, Ma Youfu found an excuse and got up to leave.

After the initial restraint, Quasimodo gradually let go under the temptation of delicious food.

Drinking hot milk mixed with honey, eating white bread smeared with meat sauce, and served with fried eggs sprinkled with pepper, Quasimodo gradually indulged himself in enjoying it.

After sweeping away the food on the plate, Quasimodo sat down satisfied, only to realize that he was the only one left in the restaurant: "Hey, where is the Marquis?"

As soon as this question came to his mind, he groaned, passed out, and fell on the plate.

At this time, Ma Youfu and Donatello walked in together, and the two guards stepped forward together and lifted Quasimodo up.

"Mr. Donatello, I suspect that Quasimodo's memory has been manipulated. Can you find out who is behind the scenes?"

"Your Excellency the Marquis, in terms of collecting clues and finding the truth, there are absolutely few organizations in Europe that are more professional than our Purification Court. Please rest assured."

Quasimodo, who was sleeping, was carried into a specially vacated room.Together with four think tank priests belonging to the Court of Purification, Donatello tested Quasimodo with some kind of secret technique.

After the incident, Donatello said to Ma Youfu: "The girl who manipulated the bell ringer met Quasimodo for the first time in Versailles. Esmeralda should be a fake name. Go to that town to find out. Fan, you should be able to know the truth."

Chapter 320 Two Gods

Today's Versailles is not the flashy place of the later generations that integrates all the luxury of France, but just an ordinary town.

In order to avoid alarming the enemy, Ma Youfu chose to go with Donatello only.

One of the members of the Church's Purification Chamber of Wise Men is not only a great artist, but also specializes in spells and spells of the school of prophecy. With his help, I believe that the mysterious Esmeralda can be found as soon as possible. .

The two found a hotel to stay, and then went out to find Esmeralda according to the clues extracted from Quasimodo's memory.With the help of spells such as detecting thoughts, arcane vision, rumor detection, and object location, the two finally locked the place where Esmeralda might be hiding in an abandoned manor outside the town due to the war.

At this point, a whole day and a half had passed.

"Time is running out. I will go to the manor to investigate first. Mr. Donatello, go to the mayor and ask him to gather the militia and take action according to the situation." Ma Youfu said.

Esmeralda said in that letter that someone was going to rob the execution ground when Rodrigo was executed on December [-]st.Although it is not known whether it is true or not, this matter is still worthy of attention.The life and death of Rodrigo is related to whether the wool soldier's disposal plan can do its best, and it is even related to whether the preparations for the Crusade go smoothly.

Before leaving, he had already left his personal guards, including the orc O'Ruk, in Paris to ensure a smooth execution.