[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

The bell ringer walked forward in a ignorant manner, without any change in posture or breath.It seemed that Anya's words hadn't affected him in any way.

Anya knew it well, he must have heard it.When she closed her eyes, she could perceive through a part of the "system" that she and Quasimodo were surrounded by a very shallow circle of energy, which was almost integrated with the air, but it was different from the air.

Anya stretched out her hand and shook it tentatively beside her.It feels like the wind.Thinking of the sudden gust of wind that blew up while talking with Claude, and Quasimodo who appeared after that... Could it be that the power of Quasimodo is the wind?

"I know you can hear me," Anya said bluntly, "you know what I'm talking about. You don't want to make it easy for the archdeacon, do you? I don't want to make it easy for him either. You helped me get the system, I remember You are a favor. Now we are all under Claude's control, although I don't know what you have in his hands, but we can cooperate, right?"

The bell ringer went up a narrow staircase, followed by Anya.This is a spiral staircase that leads all the way to the top of the bell tower. Looking up from the bottom, it seems that there is no end.

Quasimodo did not respond, and Anya did not speak again.They went up the stairs to the top of the north bell tower of Notre-Dame, and Quasimodo opened a small door, indicating that she could go ahead.Anya didn't take a few steps before she saw a small low door not far away, which was reinforced with a solid iron frame and a huge iron lock.It is conceivable that this must be a secret place that the master tried his best to hide.

The key was in the lock, and the door was ajar.Quasimodo saw that Anya was not moving forward, so he stepped forward and opened the door roughly.

This is exactly a secret room, but the decoration is much more luxurious than the hut Anya saw before.This place is not even better than the other side, and there is a skylight, which is so gloomy that it seems that there is no light at all.There are countless chemical experiment equipment on a large table, countless animal skeletons are hung from the ceiling, and the skulls of dead people are placed on the parchment covered with strange fonts and patterns.Anya saw it at a glance, and asked suspiciously: "Is this Claude's laboratory?"

Quasimodo shook his head and went into the house.He stepped over the things lying on the ground indifferently, opened the drawer and took out something from it, and walked out again, closing the door as it was.After that, he took Anya around here and walked to the other side of the clock tower.Soon, they saw another small door.This time, Quasimodo opened the door and motioned Anya to go in.

Anya glanced inside hesitantly.This is also an attic, a built-up hut, but it is much cleaner than before.There are two thick grass mats superimposed on the slate floor, with a bed sheet on top, quilts and pillows on one side of the bed, water urns and flowerpots in the corner, and sunlight pouring in from the windows.Although the environment is simple, it looks very comfortable.

Anya looked at Quasimodo, tried her best to ignore that ugly face, and only stared at his exposed eye: "Where is this?"

Quasimo made two gestures, and after realizing that Anya couldn't understand, he opened his mouth and finally let out a rough and ugly voice: "For...yours."

There were more and more doubts in Anya's heart. She didn't go in immediately, but lowered her eyes and said, "Why do you do this? I don't believe in showing affection for no reason."

Seeing her avoiding his appearance like a conditioned reflex, Quasimodo's one-eyed eyes also showed inexplicable emotions.He said with difficulty: "I...need...help."

"You gave me the system because of this?" Anya raised her eyebrows.

"You...need...it," Quasimodo said, clearing his throat in discomfort.

Quasimodo was hunched over, with chicken breasts and shoulders, and his appearance was already deformed enough, but Anya could see the awkwardness from him strangely.He seemed to be suppressing something all the time, and he didn't dare to show it to Anya... A thought popped up in Anya's mind: Is he suppressing his love for Esmeralda?

No kidding... this must be a side effect of being possessed by the system.As Claude said, actually Anya didn't think that Quasimodo would fall in love with her.First of all, who he is is still unknown, and secondly, she learned from the incomplete original work that it was Esmeralda who brought water to Quasimodo when he was tortured, but that time Anya gave him water. It was a pot of unknown liquid given by Claude...

Anya vetoed this guess and asked: "Then can you tell me why you chose me? I should not be the only one in this world who can help you."

"No... only... you." Quasimodo said, gradually becoming fluent, "Esmeralda... is the man of destiny."

Esmeralda?Anya frowned slightly. Quasimodo should know that she was not the original owner, so the reason why he did this was... Under the influence of fate, Quasimodo himself has an inevitable connection with Esmeralda?

Most of the original book in his mind has been incomplete, and there is only a little bit of content about Notre Dame de Paris, which barely allows Anya to judge the context of the whole story.So Anya really hasn't found out about the relationship between Quasimodo and Esmeralda.At this moment, she is also more and more curious, how important is fate?Looking at Claude's appearance, on the one hand, it seems that he doesn't care about fate, and on the other hand, he is trying his best to maintain the original state of fate...

"Sixteen years ago...Quasimodo...was exchanged by the Egyptians...for Esmeralda." Quasimodo said, staring at the floor with one eye, as if embarrassed by this, "the archdeacon...adopted Quasimodo ... made him the bell ringer ... and 16 years later, Esmeralda ... returned to Paris. They ... met again."

"..." Anya opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.So there is such a relationship between Esmeralda and Quasimodo?By the way, there is also the Maiden in Sackcloth... If the Egyptians hadn't stolen her child, she wouldn't have hated the Egyptians to such an extent.

But Quasimodo...why did the Egyptians think of swapping the two children?One is extremely beautiful, the other is extremely ugly... This kind of blow, no one can stand it.

"Then who are you?" Anya suppressed her surprise and continued to ask, "Are you really Quasimodo?"

"...I am." Quasimodo said after being silent for a while.

"If you are Quasimodo, why... are you the same as Claude?" Anya asked tentatively.

"Yes..." Quasimodo said, "20 years ago...we separated and came together...to this world."

Anya paused for a few seconds, and said, "I know this is presumptuous, but there are some questions... If I don't get an answer, I can't bring myself to trust you. Do you mind if I ask some private things?"

Quasimodo gestured to Anya with his one eye: she can ask.

Anya asked straightforwardly, "What's your relationship with Claude?"

This time, Quasimodo's silence was a bit long.When Anya thought he would not answer, Quasimodo said with difficulty: "He and I...were originally one person."

Anya's eyes widened in surprise.

A... a person?Did she hear correctly?

"A man...a soul," continued Quasimodo, "but...he...was the polluted half."

"No, wait... Can you explain in more detail, Quasimodo? I don't know the cause and effect of what you say... Is there any pen and paper here? Can you write it on paper and tell me?" Anya Rubbing his forehead, he felt dizzy.And for some reason, she felt that this statement was a bit familiar... She seemed to know about it before?

Anya didn't notice that there was a smile in Quasimodo's eyes, and he said slowly, "I can't... I'll tell you after I leave."

"Claude also said that if I come to Notre Dame with him, he will tell me all the answers I want to know." Anya whispered, "Do you think I should ask him?"

Quasimodo shook his head and reminded, "The seven deadly sins."

"You know this too?" Anya was a little surprised, then her eyes lit up and she asked, "In this case, can you tell me why Claude has the smell of rotting corpses? Last time he asked me to give you What the hell is that pot of liquid?"

Quasimodo shook his head, indicating that he would not speak out.

"Then you should let me know what you need me to do for you, right?" Anya didn't expect to get an answer from him so quickly, so she quickly changed her target.

Quasimodo was silent for a while, and said: "20 years ago, we came to this world... that body did not belong to him. In the past 20 years... it has reached its limit. His body...began to... ...rotten. And I need you...to help us...remerge together."

"Gringoire told me that he thinks the vicar is still kind-hearted, but his temper is rather weird." Anya mused, "Is this also the reason you said you were polluted? Why were you forced to separate? In this world?"

This time, Quasimodo finally answered her: "Because... the system."

"...System?" Anya was a little surprised, but then she understood.If it is a system, then Claude's strange attitude can also be answered.Now that she is integrated with the system, of course she knows how powerful and complex its original skills are.Anya lost her original memory, but she also knew that even if she still held some kind of mysterious power in her hands, it would not be a lose-lose for both of them... If Claude and Quasimodo dealt it first If it hurts, it can be explained.

But who were Claude and Quasimodo originally?The soul is divided into two halves and polluted, but it still has such a powerful power... and even has the ability to "purify" the system. Can such a person be allowed to exist in the world rules of the famous book?

Anya couldn't help asking: "So, can you tell me who you were before?"