[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

"His character? With all due respect, Miss Esmeralda, there is really nothing to say in this regard." Gringoire shrugged, grabbed a piece of bread and put it in his mouth, "boring, rigid, Mr. Taoist It was him."

Anya raised her eyebrows, not very satisfied with the answer: "But I remember you said that he is kind by nature."

"Yes—but it depends on the time," said Gringoire. "He would take ugly Quasimodo into Notre-Dame, and leave all his wealth—though he may not need it—to His darling brother John, for whatever reason, doesn't look like a bad guy. I say that not because he taught me that either, but to be honest."

"I believe you're telling the truth." Anya said impatiently, "And then? Why do you depend on the time?"

"That's right, Miss Esmeralda." Gringoire laughed as if remembering something strange, "Because this person's temper is like the French calendar, almost every day or every hour. There are different names. If it weren't for the fact that he was my teacher, it would be somewhat disrespectful to describe—”

"How to describe it?" Anya's heart began to beat faster than ever before.She seems to have vaguely touched the edge of the fog of doubt, and is waiting for a word from the poet to unravel it.

"He—what should I say? I have boldly observed for a period of time and found that the change of mood is not irregular. But as described in the Bible, my teacher, Don Claude, the respected abbot of Notre Dame, Frollo, his character is like a collection of the seven deadly sins. Could it be that alchemy or preaching can gather the scattered sins in the world to one person? I know this idea is absurd, but Aisi Miss Melada, besides this description, I can't think of a more suitable word." Gringoire shrugged and said, eating the bread in his hand in two or three bites, and then looked helplessly at the plate next to Anya.

Anya pushed the plate over, stood up silently, waved to Jiali, and walked into the bedroom.She had made countless guesses before... But no matter what the guesses were, they were not as horrifying as Gringoire's statement!

The seven deadly sins described in the Bible, arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust... Anya barred the door and leaned back on the door panel, trying to recall Claude's every move since the first meeting .

According to Gringoire, Claude should experience these emotional changes every day, and what Anya saw at least included lust, arrogance, rage and greed.But at the same time, Gringoire said, Claude was kind by nature?

There are too many mysteries surrounding Claude... Anya closed her eyes, recalling the conversation and confrontation between them.Indeed, Claude seemed to be under the control of that emotion at all times, but Gringoire said that Claude himself was kind.Recalling Claude's actions, even though his eyes always reveal a strange look, he is indeed always restraining himself in his behavior.So... Is it beneficial or harmful to form an alliance with Claude?

Anya couldn't find the answer to the mystery, so she couldn't tell the difference.And she can't escape at all, because Claude must be one of the people who crossed Esmeralda's original fate. The reason why the world of "Notre Dame de Paris" is called this is that the home of the story must be related to Notre Dame de Paris, so what roles do Claude and Quasimodo play in the whole story?Is Phoebe really the hero of the whole world?

No, it doesn't have to be the hero, but it might be the scumbag who failed Esmeralda.Anya denied her speculation.She can completely escape from Claude, but if Claude is really the scumbag who needs her to do it, if he doesn't complete the task, how will she leave this world?Does it depend on the control of the system?This is absolutely impossible.

Anya vaguely felt that she could choose whether to leave a world at her own will, but if she did not complete the task, she would not be able to leave that world... But who set the criteria for judging whether it was completed or not?God?Or is there another similar system?

Anya frowned.

In the final analysis, to be controlled by others like this, let alone something you want to do, even the soul cannot be completely owned by yourself... Just like Claude said, it is all because of lack of power.

Strength... Anya looked at her palm and slowly clenched it into a fist.In any case, she had to go according to Claude's arrangement...

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Anya didn't plan to go to Claude in a short time, but since she knew that the home of the incident should be near Notre Dame, of course she would not let go of this clue and went to the River Beach Square to dance every day.I don't know why, although Claude still watched her from a distance in the crowd or on the bell tower of the church every day, he didn't have any contact with her, as if he was observing something.

Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was An Ya's arrival that accelerated the process of fate. After a few visits, Anya waited for the right opportunity.

At the corner of Church Square and Front Court Street, there is a gorgeous Gothic courtyard.Today is a fine day, so on the balcony at the top of the porch, there appeared a few pretty girls who were chatting and laughing happily.From their gorgeous and elegant clothes, and their slender white hands, it can be seen that this group of people are all from wealthy families.

This group of girls, no matter who they are, are well-known ladies, they gathered here to prepare for His Royal Highness Beauge and his wife to come to Paris in April to choose a bridesmaid for Princess Marguerite.Among them, one lady is particularly outstanding, not to mention the exquisite and unique clothes, not to mention the pure and beautiful face like a lily, her temperament is especially outstanding among the group of ladies, as if she was born superior, with a unique Gracious and arrogant.

She is the daughter of this family, the only daughter of Madame Gondlaurier.Just like her appearance, the name of this pure and beautiful lady is also called Lily.This name fully reflects her parents' doting on her, but in recent months, Miss Lily herself has always shown that she is not satisfied with it.Especially when her fiancé makes fun of her, Lily will always be annoyed by it.But no one knew what the reason for her anger was, so everyone treated it as the young lady's petty temper as always.

Her fiancé, the archer captain of the imperial bodyguard, Faubus de Sadobel, is now standing in the gorgeous room connected to the balcony.This gorgeous house is decorated with fine details everywhere, and besides being rich and luxurious, it also reflects the aristocratic background of the host family.In a rich easy-chair covered with red velvet sat the mistress of the house, the widow of M. Gondlaurier.She is in her fifties, but she is well maintained.Some of the ladies gathered for the selection of bridesmaids were on the balcony with the lilies, and some were in the house, embroidering a huge tapestry together, and talking from time to time.

Phoebus was undoubtedly a beautiful boy, and he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, attracting almost everyone's attention in this room.But he seemed to be absent-minded. He kept wiping the buckle on his belt with suede gloves, and from time to time he talked to Madame Gondlaurier sitting next to him.

Lily stared outside for a while, then returned to the room.Her mother saw her, whispered to the captain, and winked at her daughter.Phoebus is the nephew of Mrs. Gondlaurier. When he grew up, he naturally became a fiancée with his cousin Lily who was well-matched.But the captain is clearly not very interested in this fiancée, even though she is so beautiful.However, in the past few months, the cousin's unusual estrangement has made the captain treat her a little bit, but that is nothing, anyway, they must become a couple.

In the eyes of Madame Gondlaurier, her daughter is perfect in every way. "Look, nephew! Where have you ever seen such a pleasing, vivacious girl as your betrothed? Is there anyone fairer than her skin, fairer than her hair? Her hands are absolutely perfect? ​​And, Her neck, so graceful as a swan's neck, that would fascinate anyone who sees it? Sometimes I am very envious of you! You rascal, you are lucky to be a man! Isn't my lily beautiful, Does being so admirable distract you?"

"Yes." The captain said, and glanced at his cousin.Even among a group of ladies and ladies, Lily seems to be one of the best.And in the last few months, she seems to be getting more and more beautiful and smarter.

Lily had no intention of participating in the embroidery of the ladies. She stood in the room for a while, and then walked to the balcony because she was bored.Mrs. Alois quickly pushed her nephew: "You should hurry up and talk to her!"

The young captain had no choice but to go to the balcony to find his fiancée.The ladies stood together in twos and threes, and standing with Lily was her goddaughter, a very lovely little girl.With this little girl around, it was difficult for Phoebus to say certain things.He was in a dilemma, trying to find a topic, but the little girl suddenly shouted: "Ah! Look, Lily Godmother, that beautiful dancer is here again. She is dancing in the square with a tambourine. There are a lot of People are watching around!"

Lily immediately turned her head to look over there, and that movement was so fast that people couldn't help but be surprised.The loud tremolo of the Basque tambourine was faintly coming from the other side of the square, and several female companions crowded to the edge of the balcony, looking there curiously.

Phoebus wanted to look that way too, but suddenly his beautiful cousin turned her head violently again and stared straight at him.This made the captain a little embarrassed, and said, "Are you interested in that dancing girl, cousin?"

Lily didn't answer his question, but asked with burning eyes: "I remember you said, cousin, a few days ago, you rescued a gypsy girl from robbers while checking the night?"

The author has something to say:

This chapter quotes the original text of Madame Gondlaurier's praise of her daughter==This passage is too classic... It's almost like the passage about Balzac's description of Charlie's wife, Madame Gondlaurier's doting on her daughter It is fully reflected in this speech!

The original text is very exciting, do you want to read the original text that involves the plot in the future?If you need to remember to leave a comment if you have mushroom cool, I will post it in the comment.

So this chapter reveals a little bit.

What is described in the original book is that after several weeks, it jumped from January to March. I will shorten the process for the plot here~

I checked the name of Miss Lily on Baidu. It is said that the translation of this name is very good. The original text is: fleur-de-lys, literally translated as lily flower, which is said to reflect the pampering of Miss Lily's parents ╮(￣▽ ￣")╭