[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

The pale face and terrified expression on Anya's face when she left were not completely faked.Claude's current anger verified her guess again, his emotions were indeed out of his control.Fortunately, Claude can still retain his sanity and know what his real purpose is.

But such anger affected his behavior after all.When he held Anya's wrist, the anger all over his body seemed to find an outlet, and hit her like a raging wave.Anya's face turned pale. On the one hand, it was because of the pain in her wrist that seemed to be broken, and on the other hand, it was because she couldn't bear his anger.

When encountering such a situation, Anya herself couldn't help but secretly startled.Even though she didn't get back the original memory, some impressions have become the instinct of her soul. She has enough confidence in her spiritual fortitude. No matter how many twists and turns she encounters, she also believes that she can face it calmly—— — But now, who is Claude?It's true that she doesn't have the strength to rival him now, but why can't she even bear the mental pressure?

Before she had time to think about it, Anya was dragged all the way into Notre Dame.After closing the door, Claude let go of his hand - this is his own territory, and no one exists except Quasimodo.

As soon as the lamb was let go, she rushed at Claude, bleating, and tried to drive him with her horns.Claude held up his palm, and it seemed that an invisible barrier appeared in front of Jiali. No matter how much she rammed, she couldn't break through the barrier.

Anya walked over and patted her on the head to comfort her.Jiali stopped and looked at Anya with pure and innocent eyes.Anya seemed to see grievances in her eyes, and the lamb seemed to be mildly condemning her, not understanding why she was so polite to this unkind guy.

"You came just in time, Mr. Claude." Anya said, with a smile on her face, "I remember you once said that if I entered Notre Dame with you, you would tell me all the secrets?"

"Anything you want to know can be answered." Claude still had uncontrollable anger in his eyes, but his voice calmed down: "But before that..."

Anya said wittily, "I understand, I will abide by the agreement."

Claude smiled rarely, and the corners of his lips curled up stiffly: "You are very smart, Anya."

Anya had a stomach ache from being praised, so she glanced around and changed the subject: "I probably have guessed some clues about your problem. But I still can't understand, what do you need my help for?"

Claude turned back and walked into the church, leading Anya up a narrow staircase.Jiali followed behind them, and Claude did not stop her behavior.They went all the way to the attic on the underside of the buttresses before Claude stopped and pushed open the door of a small room.

The room was small and cramped, almost six feet square, with only a small skylight and a door that opened onto the slightly sloped side of the flat roof.But the skylight was newly plugged and covered with an iron plate, which made the whole cabin seem particularly dark.

Anya looked around the empty room, and asked suspiciously, "Are you planning to let me live here temporarily?"

Claude did not answer her directly, but said, "Come with me."

Anya followed him out of the hut, and Little Sheep was a step behind.Claude turned around suddenly, grabbed the door lock, and closed the small door.Strange characters and patterns suddenly appeared on the wooden door panel, spreading to the surroundings, and soon surrounded the entire hut.

Anya's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Claude in surprise: "Claude..."

The priest in black turned around indifferently, the remaining anger in his eyes had not faded, and his tone was very cold: "Is there any problem?"

"No, no." Anya murmured, trying to sort out her thoughts.She was surprised and felt a little ridiculous, and at the same time couldn't believe her guess—but if it wasn't for that, why did Claude suddenly attack an insignificant goat?

"I now believe that you are really smart, Anya." Claude said inexplicably, walking towards the rooftop.Anya glanced at the hut, but there was no movement in the room, but the door panel was knocked and kept shaking.

It seems that Claude is well prepared for today... He has repeatedly asked himself to come to Notre Dame, could it be the same...

Anya followed Claude to the rooftop.At this point, she doesn't have to worry about whether Claude will be bad for her.She somewhat regretted why she agreed to Claude's suggestion so hastily and entered his territory... But now that she has entered, she has no choice but to trust Claude.

Claude can maintain his sanity in emotions that are not under his control, and it is not easy to get the initiative when talking to him.But after thinking about it, Anya decided to speak first: "Beautiful is the system?"

"How did you guess?"

Listen to this tone, is it true?Anya suppressed her thoughts, and said calmly: "I can't guess, but apart from this reason, what else can make you take the initiative to deal with a sheep?"

If this conjecture is true, then everything has an explanation.Why did the system seem to have been completely silent since it came to this world, but Anya didn't feel its departure - because the system was by Anya's side from the beginning to the end, so she didn't feel it.It may have chosen this method to avoid Claude, but here comes the problem again... She doesn't know what has happened between Claude and the system, but since the system can escape her control, why not Take the opportunity to attach to someone else?

Claude seemed to see what she was thinking, and said, "It's normal that you can't see it, because if it wasn't too eager to possess a person, I wouldn't have noticed it."

Possession?Anya recalled the scene just now, and asked suspiciously: "Just now... it bit the little girl's ribbon?"

"It's so weak that it needs physical contact to transfer the subject." Claude sneered, "You did a good job before, so that it didn't have the strength to play tricks in the dark - today's room was originally prepared for you Yes, the alchemy array inside can completely strip it out. But obviously, it thinks it's smart, and you are too lucky."

Anya shuddered.In just half an hour, she felt as if she had entered a completely different world—stripping?It is true that Claude has a grudge against the system, so it is absolutely impossible to use some kind of gentle means... and the system was lodged in her soul before, if the system did not pretend to be clever to reside in the beauty's body from her soul... …

She realized like never before that Claude really didn't take her seriously.He obviously knew her, but he didn't miss her at all.He... who the hell?

The strange lines wrapped around the hut gradually faded from the color of ordinary ink, and then deepened again, gradually becoming a color similar to ocher red.Anya took a look, then turned her gaze to the outside: "So, you never intend to fulfill your promise?"

"If you can live, of course I will fulfill my promise. I never lie." Claude said lightly, with strong confidence in his tone.

So what he meant was that he never thought she would be alive?Anya lowered her head, trying to calm down the anger in her heart.It's all because she doesn't have power... If she can also control power, won't she be judged so easily for life and death?

She must have been powerful in the past, otherwise how could Claude know her existence and mission, and even the system could only suffer from her?

Anya's memory is still in the hands of the system, but she will never ask Claude if he can return her memory to her.First of all, those memories may not be complete, and even if she gets back the original memories, it may not be of any help in the future... It is better to get some practical benefits from Claude.

Claude was obviously waiting for her to speak. Anya pursed her dry lips, and when she was about to speak out her question, a gust of wind swept over without warning.Caught off guard, Anya was blinded by the stench of rotting corpses, and couldn't help but staggered back.

While she was retreating, a hand suddenly supported her back.Anya was startled, and suddenly turned around to look back, and an ugly face came into view instantly.This blow was even more violent than the fright just now, Anya subconsciously stepped back again, and this time, her back touched someone's arm.

Claude blocked Anya with his hand, walked towards Quasimodo, and gestured at him with a stern expression.Anya calmed down her heartbeat, and began to guess, did he ask Quasimo to go back?

Quasimodo lowered his head obediently, but his one eye showed a hurt expression.He also gestured to Claude a few times, and Claude's face suddenly became even uglier, and he roared, "Go back!"

The bell ringer was not affected by his anger, and quickly made a few gestures.Claude sneered again and again, grabbed his hand and walked up to the rooftop, and said to Anya, "Go to the stairs and wait!"

This attitude was like scolding a slave... Anya was full of anger, but there was nothing she could do.If she had enough strength, Claude would never dare to treat her so lightly.In the final analysis, it is power...but how can she get back her own power?memory?Or plead with Claude?

Anya took a deep breath, watched Quasimodo and the archdeacon go far to the edge of the clock tower, turned and walked towards the stairs.When passing by the hut, Anya glanced at it inadvertently, only to find that the winding lines of the whole house now showed a rigid gray color, and a wooden board was stuffed into the crack of the door whether intentionally or unintentionally...

Anya's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she took a quick look at the rooftop, making sure the priest wasn't paying attention to her side, and squatted down.She cautiously approached the board, and found that the lines surrounding the hut had spread to the board, but were blocked by a small depression.And in that inconspicuous depression, there seems to be something shining...

With just one glance, Anya understood the true identity of this thing.

This is... the system!