Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Joan of Arc, a famous French figure, has been dead for 53 years.

However, it is not difficult to find someone who has met Joan in the world of Notre Dame de Paris.

During the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France, Joan of Arc led the French army against the British, and was canonized by the Catholic Church 500 years later.When Joan was 19 years old, the current King Louis was eighteen years old, and the reigning king was his father Charles VII.

Louis XI saw the short-haired Aso Qiuya in his weakness, and recalled with cloudy eyes.

"Ask Joan...I did meet her..."

Joan of Arc's famous saying "For France, I will consider death as home" has influenced generations of French people and won the respect of European people regardless of borders.

"She is an excellent... pious... woman, all for France..."

"I... can't remember her hair..."

"I remember her...with bright black eyes..."

Ah... guess wrong.

Joan of Arc in Xingyue worldview is a girl with blond hair and blue eyes, definitely not black eyes.

Here, there is no Holy Grail War, no magic, and no human incineration.

Ma Shengqiu's unrealistic thoughts were also shattered.

He bid farewell to Louis XI, who will pass away in August this year, walked slowly to the resting room while holding the stairs, "It turns out that I am not an employee of Chaldea... I lost a Da Vinci who saw the appearance of Mona Lisa way."

The Xingyue world view properly satisfies the dream of three-dimensional fans chasing stars.

In addition to FGO, there will be another game that will change the literary giants-"Writters and Alchemists"?

Ma Shengqiu also murmured, "I haven't played that game before."

Instead of guessing Wenlian, it is better to guess Wenye!

"Bungou Stray Dogs" also involves three-dimensional writers, but Shakespeare and Baudelaire did not appear.

In the bathroom of the castle, Ma Shengqiu was no longer sloppy, and carefully examined his own body.Then, Aso Akita turned his head and saw the black pattern on the back waist that was soaked in hot water.

Aso Qiuya: "?"

Ma Shengqiu also stepped aside to see his naked self in the mirror.

The black-haired young man with Asian complexion has a long figure, slender bones, and a waist as soft as a willow, and his posture in the mirror is indescribably lively.He didn't have time to be narcissistic, and focused on observing his appearance. This oriental version of "Esmeralda", which is different from the original, is more than 1.7 meters tall. After changing to short hair, he looked like Very much the underage Dazai Osamu in "Bungo Stray Dogs"?

And on the back of his waist, which he hadn't noticed all this time, what was imprinted was not a pattern, but a French cursive!

——Arthur Rimbaud. (Arthur Rimbaud.)

Aso Qiu also shocked 100 years.

"I——transformed into Osamu Dazai of Fumono World?"

"After I became Osamu Dazai, I left Arthur Rimbaud's name on me???"

"Amnesiac Arthur Rimbaud fits my taste—but, but—"

"I-I-I-I-"

"According to my age, chasing people of the same age, right!"

Ma Shengqiu also rushed to the mirror, wiping the water mist with his hands in a panic, trying to see his true face clearly.

Black hair and black eyes is right.

The facial features are good, and the eyebrows are as delicate as a girl's.

This face has not yet grown up, and its appearance is amazing. If it is placed in the three-dimensional world, it will be a blow to dimensionality reduction.

Parisians in the world of "Notre Dame de Paris" will know that a person's teeth are white and beautiful. If they are good-looking and conform to the public's aesthetics, they will be a proper goddess.What's more, this body is young and beautiful, the skin is so delicate that no pores can be found, and there are no spots or scars on the whole body.

"There are no scars." Aso Akira also heaved a sigh of relief. Osamu Dazai must have scars caused by suicide.

Aso also checked the color of his pupils, "My pupils are black, not iris in anime. Even though the paper figurines are divided into black and white manga and color anime, there is a difference between two-dimensional and real people. I should not be Osamu Dazai .If I become Osamu Dazai, I can't fall into the world of Paris, France."

Ma Shengqiu also nodded to himself, "The face is just a coincidence."

He covered the French name on his lower back with his hands, with a complicated expression on his face, "This name... can't be a coincidence."

He liked Rimbaud, a poet in the 21th century. He held his poetry collection during school. He also watched "Total Eclipse of the Heart" played by Leonardo Rimbaud. He lamented that Rimbaud's thinking was advanced. It's not as good as the other party seeing thoroughly, living decisively, and treating life as a meteor shower of self-admiration.With his character, he would have Rimbaud's name tattooed on him. He must have met this person and fell in love with Arthur Rimbaud.

Another point--

"The name is Arthur Rimbaud, not Jean-Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud."

Akira Aso couldn't help thinking up a plot: I crossed over to become Osamu Dazai when I was a child, ran away from home, followed the plot of "Bungo Stray Dogs", and went to Yokohama to play and met the special agent Arthur Rimbaud.After Arthur Rimbaud lost his memory and turned into Lan Tang, he fell in love with the other party with an age gap of more than ten years, and then for some reason, fell into the novel world of "Notre Dame de Paris" in France.

Ma Shengqiu also wiped the water from his face.

"What am I thinking? To pursue Lantang, I have to fight against Verlaine. With Dazai Osamu's age and abilities, even if I pursue Mori Ogai and Fei Jia, it is more convenient than Lantang."

However, between the fingertips is the black-haired boy Gu Panshenghui's joyful expression.

That man was Arthur Rimbaud!

The pioneer of surrealist poetry in the nineteenth century, a man who will not be bound by love.In Wenye's world, Arthur Rimbaud is also one of the transcendents at the top of the pyramid.

"The love I forgot...is it you?"

"My heart is beating wildly for you, am I missing you?"

"Where are you……"

"Where am I?"

Ma Shengqiu also leaned against the mirror in the bathroom, his face full of distress, he bit his finger and smiled softly.

"Do you still need to ask? I must be in Paris, France."

"I came to my hometown with you."

His eyes swept away the haze and became full of vitality, his brain was calm and clear like never before.

It’s because his associative ability is lacking. Edgar Allan Poe’s superpower “Black Cat” in Wenye can insert people into the world of the novel. There are so many people with supernatural powers in France, maybe there will be similar ability.

The world is so big, how could his fate be limited to a small country like Japan.

Whose work is "Notre Dame de Paris" in three dimensions?

--Victor Hugo!

Ma Shengqiu also changed into nobleman's clothes, his hair was slightly wet, his eyes were tinged with joy, his whole body was full of elegance and intimacy, and he completely ignored the surprise of the king's servants along the way.

Pierre Gringoire was waiting for him outside the castle, and when he saw the other party's smile, his brows were raised high.

This person suddenly changed.

Ma Shengqiu also wanted to change his tone and increase his respect level at first, but later he thought it was okay. Mr. Baudelaire had no memory of the outside world, and he suddenly became polite to him, which would make him appear to be sycophant.Because with Baudelaire's status in the French literary world, the probability of being a transcendent is very high, and he can be regarded as Lan Tang's "mother's family".

Pierre Gringoire jokingly said: "Have you found the whereabouts of the [Holy Grail]?"

Ma Shengqiu also believes in the principle that I am not embarrassed, but other people are embarrassed, "It is better to make yourself the Holy Grail to realize your wishes than to pursue the Holy Grail that is out of reach."

Pierre Gringoire refused to let go of his silliness: "Is Joan of Arc a blond braid?"

Ma Shengqiu also glanced at him resentfully, this man was so stubbornly grasping at his own brain, he just had a dream of being an employee and savior of Chaldea!

"I don't know, His Majesty the King no longer remembers."

"Speaking of braids—someone seems to flash through my mind."

Pierre Gringoire tried his best to think, but couldn't grasp the fleeting blurred picture, so he simply didn't think so much.

Pierre Gringoire: "What's next?"

Ma Shengqiu also walked beside him in the image of a boy. At the beginning, he walked in a lady's pace, but soon recovered the masculine aura with his head held high.

Black-haired teenagers and blond men on the streets of Paris, high-spirited, with 21st century freedom.

They form a sense of separation from those around them who don't understand life and only know how to survive.

"After leaving Quasimodo for so long, it's time I went to see him."

……

Quasimodo is lost.

Esmeralda wanted to go to Italy, he knew it, and he was willing to accompany him.

Losing the blessing of Notre Dame de Paris, he was anxious, like someone who couldn't find a home. It was Esmeralda who stretched out his hand to pull him out of the plight of nothing and gave him a new place to stay.

He didn't dare to think about his future, he just wanted to be with the other party and absorb that tenderness and kindness.

Esmeralda was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

Regardless of gender.

Quasimodo's pain was smoothed over by the opponent, and he had new expectations for the world.

The country that Esmeralda likes must be very good, with things that France does not have, and they will live a good life in Italy.He really wanted to persuade Esmeralda not to be sad, and to set off by boat again when the weather was good, but Esmeralda seemed very angry and scared, and ignored him when she came back.

Quasimodo was frightened by Esmeralda who suddenly became indifferent. He didn't dare to make a sound, buried his head in his work, and watched him go out with Pierre Gringoire. It was almost a day, Esmeralda Still didn't come back.

Quasimodo sat on the doorstep and waited for him.

After an unknown amount of time, he struggled to see the black-haired boy approaching with his single eye in his drowsiness.

The other party was still so beautiful, and his soul seemed to exude high fighting spirit.

The other party changed back to men's clothes.

Esmeralda's eyebrows are slender, and his eyelids are slightly raised, not the inset eyelids of the Gauls. His facial features are exquisite and handsome, and the distinctive features of Orientals add to his special beauty.

All of a sudden, from an oriental woman sought after by everyone in Paris, she became a man no one dared to approach.

The streets were filled with people stunned by Esmeralda in menswear.

"Quasimodo."

The boy's voice is calmer than his peers, with a hoarse voice, which is at the end of the voice change period.

Quasimodo was suddenly afraid of his change.

Ma Shengqiu also stretched out his hand to him, and grabbed Quasimodo's thick wrist. The tentacles were rough skin and calluses that made people feel distressed. Quasimodo's familiar pity flashed in his eyes, and Quasimodo gave him a little more Son relaxed.

Aso Shengqiu also pulled up the dull Quasimodo, and waved to Pierre Gringoire who wanted to go forward.

"You go first, I want to talk to him alone."

"Can't I be here?"

"No."

Ma Shengqiu also rejected Pierre Gringoire's onlookers, followed his intuition, and chose to believe in Quasimodo.

If this person is Quasimodo.

If the person is directly related to the French transcendent Victor Hugo.

[I am willing to believe him! 】

[I would like to believe in the character of Victor Hugo! 】

As the doors of the shop closed, Parisians chattered loudly about the fact that Esmeralda had become a man. Many men with normal sexual orientations were full of pain, no less than the disillusionment of the lover in their dreams.

Of course, there are also men who said in a low voice: "Men... it's not impossible..."

This time it was the women's turn to get excited.

"Esmeralda is a man?"

"I heard it, that voice is clearly a male voice!"

"He's so good at disguising, his waist is thinner than mine, God, you dote on orientals too much."

"I swear that I will be his admirer in the future..."

In these discussions, Pierre Gringoire is like an insulator of the opposite sex, and no woman will stay on him for more than five seconds.The corner of Pierre Gringoire's mouth slid down, and he sighed. As a man, it's normal for him to be less popular than Esmeralda, but being ignored...is definitely the malice of the world!

Pierre Gringoire escaped from the sticky eyes of the men and walked around to the back door of the store.

Went to feed the sheep.

That little goat is cute.

……

The light in the shop was dim, and Aso and Quasimodo lit the candles ahead of time.

Quasimodo's face looked like a one-eyed pirate under the candlelight, but his only eyes dodged, showing inferiority and pain, obviously hurt by his previous behavior of ignoring him.

Aso was also ashamed.

After all, he is a mortal and cannot be perfect. Before he found out the truth of the matter, he vented his anger on Quasimodo, thinking that the other party was a fake person, and completely forgot the feelings accumulated over the past year.

On this point, he might as well treat Quasimodo's Esmeralda sincerely in the original book.

Ma Shengqiu also bowed to him, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

Quasimodo stepped aside and shook his head furiously.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "I am not as good as you think. I have many shortcomings. I am too emotional. Many things consider my own interests first, ignoring whether others will be hurt by it. But, I swear that my kindness to you is not The slightest idea of ​​interest, until now——is still the case.”

A smile "squeezed" out of Quasimodo's grotesque face.

Ugly, pure, is the look of trust.

He deeply trusted himself.

Ma Shengqiu was also injected with courage under his eyes, smiled with him, restrained his uneasiness about the incomplete world, and said solemnly: "Although it is a pity that I cannot go to Italy, it is my luck to meet you , I will always remember you as a unique friend."

Ma Shengqiu also found two stools, and after setting them up, he was ready for a long talk.

"Quasimodo, I want to tell you a story, would you like to hear it?"

Quasimodo nodded.

"Before telling the story, can Quasimodo tell me, are you happy after leaving Notre Dame?" Ma Shengqiu also asked him, and Quasimodo responded dullly: "Yes." Quasimodo looked Looking at Aso Qiuya's smiling face, he couldn't help but say what he said from the bottom of his heart, "It's better if no one else is here."

Ma Shengqiu also knew who he was referring to, and laughed out loud, without the slightest burden of being a goddess in other people's hearts.

"You are narrow-minded, Quasimodo!"

"We all need to have friends. One person is too lonely, two people are too boring, and we need to meet more people in life. If you don't talk to others, how can you know whether the other person looks down on you or cares about you silently!"

Silently caring?

Quasimodo felt that no one else cared about him.

Aso Qiuya said, "Pierre Gringoire is also your friend, a bad friend."

Quasimodo's face was constipated and he did not agree.

After laughing happily, Ma Shengqiu also resumed the expression of the previous conversation.

Ma Shengqiu also discovered that Quasimodo's ability to read lips has been greatly improved. He does not need to communicate with gestures and words, and the other party can understand what he is saying by staring at his lips.

"The story I'm going to tell is called "Notre Dame de Paris". Coincidentally, it's exactly the same as your church."

"The story begins in Paris, France in [-]."

"That day, January [-]th, a date unknown in history, was the Carnival of Paris..."

While Ma Shengqiu was telling the story, the noise outside became quieter, and the criticism was far away from them.

The shop carrying the painstaking efforts of the past year seems to be isolated from the world.

Only the warmth of the two of them.

Quasimodo, with blank eyes, listened to a peculiar story of Quasimodo, the deformed bell-ringer of Notre-Dame, of Pierre Gringoire, of the Vicar Claude Frollo, There is Phoebes, captain of the king's guard... But the heroine of the story is not an oriental, but a kind-hearted, dark-skinned gypsy dancer.

As Ma Shengqiu also went from the shallower to the deeper, always paying attention to the narration of the mouth, Quasimodo gradually became fascinated, and his emotions fluctuated with the twists and turns of the story. When he heard the gypsy dancer willing to feed him water, but was laughed at When he heard that the gypsy dancer fell in love with the flower-hearted knight who saved the beauty, there was a trace of tangle on his face, and when he heard that the gypsy dancer would rather die than submit to the archdeacon, his face was cloudy , lowered his head, once again feeling spurned by his adoptive father's behavior.

The ending of the story is that the vicar framed the kind gypsy dancer, and the gypsy dancer was hanged. The bell ringer saw through the vicar's cruel devil's true face, and pushed the vicar down from the top floor of Notre Dame Cathedral in grief. , for the first time resisted this dark world of kingship and theocracy.

In the end, the bell ringer held the skeleton of the gypsy dancer, and the two slept together in the mortuary in the cellar.

The moment someone separated him from the female corpse, the corpse turned into dust.

There is no difference until death.

This is a tragic story, no one is happy, the bell ringer, the gypsy dancer, and the archdeacon all died, the living knight married his fiancée, the poor poet rescued the lamb, changed his career to write drama, An outstanding achievement in the art of tearful tragedy.

On the stool, Quasimodo, who was watching Aso read a story, hunched over and trembled.

Quasimodo repeated the desperate words of the bell ringer in the story, and whispered: "God hates it! People should only look good!"

The bell ringer loves the gypsy dancer, and the gypsy dancer loves the gallant knight with all his heart.The most beautiful girl in the heart of the bell ringer threw herself into the arms of the knight and offered her love, but was abandoned by the knight.

It's so sad.

Ma Shengqiu also held Quasimodo's hands, but his palms could barely cover them.

He is trying to convey courage to Quasimodo, "No! Appearance is not the most important thing - what impresses the world is the incompleteness of soul and body. I appreciate you, not because you are so pitiful, but because you are hurt by people and still don't hate the world ! The grace of dripping water, when the fountain springs up to repay you, when you save others, you are also saving your own soul!"

There were tears in Quasimodo's eyes, even an ugly beast would lick its dirty hair in the river.

Beauty and ugliness are so important to human beings.

Quasimodo asked: "Is the beauty and ugliness of the body important, or the beauty and ugliness of the mind?"

Ma Shengqiu replied without hesitation: "Spirit!"

Quasimodo burst into tears.

The man with hunched back, chest in his mouth, and every part of his body is deformed cries like a sobbing monster. Only readers who have read "Notre Dame de Paris" know that he is a human being covered in bruises.Because of his ugliness, Quasimodo suffered too much unfair treatment, and people vented their grievances and fears on him.

Ma Shengqiu also hugged his poor friend. At this moment, he only wished the other party a safe life.

"The people who stick to the bottom line and retain their kindness and courage are the most beautiful."

"You deserve to be treated kindly by the world."

After Notre Dame de Paris was burned, someone drew a picture of Quasimodo hugging the tower of Notre Dame de Paris and weeping bitterly. It was Quasimodo's home, and Quasimodo lost his home.

Quasimodo couldn't see his face, and lost his voice in the embrace. No one gave him the simplest embrace.

Stick to the bottom line...

This is the feedback of the world, the kindness that the world gives for his kindness.

Quasimodo choked up and asked, "Have darkness and war... passed?"

Ma Shengqiu also thought he was talking about the small-scale turmoil in the novel, and gently comforted him: "It's all over."

"Light defeated darkness, theocracy was suppressed by kingship, and the peace that the people longed for will be realized in the distant future. France will have the best welfare system in the country, and there will be no more tortured situations like yours."

"France...France..."

"Ah."

"No need to fight anymore..."

"Ah."

"What does the future... true peace... look like?"

"Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, likes to go on strike, protests when working more than 35 hours a week, is protected by the state from birth to death, has no pressure in life, birth rate drops, everyone has a relaxed smile on their faces, and mentioning their own country Look proud and don't allow the British to belittle."

Ma Shengqiu also thought of the welfare of France, and said it in a slightly envious tone.

In a word, an ideal France is sketched, capable of driving fifteenth-century idealists mad.

In the sheepfold in the backyard, Pierre Gringoire stopped feeding the sheep, put his hands on the fence, and listened to the sounds outside in surprise. Paris seemed to be silent, and only the whimpering in the room could be heard Voice.

Something unraveled in Pierre Gringoire's mind.

"Boom", the memory flows out!

The blond man swayed and frowned, still not recovering from what he had done.

The lamb let out a "baa" ignorantly.

Throughout medieval France, Paris changed.

All people and objects become illusory, lacking in reality, and streaked with water.

Ma Shengqiu in the room was equally dazed, ignoring the fact that Quasimodo couldn't see his own mouth shape, so how could he understand his own words.He stopped the words of consolation, his brain was washed away by the memory of being a Japanese, the blocked feelings suddenly burst, his breathing became short of breath, the emptiness in his heart was filled with abundant love, friendship, and family affection, and he was no longer alone in happiness The family anchors the beacon of his existence in this world.

He remembered the process of getting acquainted with Dazai, Rando, Chuya, Ranpo, Fukuzawa-san, Momiji, Natsume-sensei, Oda Sakunosuke, Mori Ogai... He was pretending to be traveling in France, Pity Quasimodo, who was accidentally involved in the false world of Notre Dame de Paris!

This is another 12 years of time travel!

Going around, he lived two lifetimes, and the second one is already 28 years old.

Aso Qiuya's eyes were blurred and his nose was sore, how could he be willing to forget them!

"Quasimodo, you..."

Just as he was about to speak, Ma Shengqiu also saw Quasimodo crying for the France he described, and for some reason there was a sympathy. If people who lived in the Republic of China heard that their country had become so good, they would cry too.

Aso also stroked Quasimodo's messy red hair, it wasn't greasy anymore, and there were no lice.

"Don't cry."

"Your hometown, the France you love, will get better and better."

"Ugly people will not be despised face to face, people will despise people without quality."

"The poor will receive relief from the state, and the relief for the unemployed is higher than that of ordinary working people."

"For the disabled, social medicine will help you improve your body."

"For those without parents, the orphanage will find parents and a way out for them. We live in a world where people can communicate with each other. There are strong and weak, but there is no dictator who says nothing."

After Quasimodo stopped sobbing slowly, Ma Shengqiu also breathed a sigh of relief, and took the initiative to point out the matter: "Quasimodo, thank you for restoring my memory."

Quasimodo flinched back into his embrace, his eyes were red, and he looked at him complicatedly.

"Do you know me?"

"...Huh? What do you mean?"

"Any aspect."

"This involves the second story. The story needs to be kept secret. Do you want to listen to me?"

Ma Shengqiu is also always good at changing plans temporarily, guessing who Quasimodo is, his eyes are shining.

Birthday on February 26th!

Who this refers to is too obvious!

Quasimodo said hoarsely: "Don't worry, no third person will hear it."

Ma Shengqiu also looked at the other party and himself, like Quasimodo who had let go of his depression, and a strange temperament appeared on the other party, as if reborn in an instant, ugly and full of character.

Quasimodo's eyes on Aso Qiuya were washed by tears, clear and clean, like someone who found home and friends during the journey, with a touch of sadness, fatigue and joy.

Ma Shengqiu understood as soon as he touched the eyes that pushed away the clouds.

The other party still sees himself as a close person.

Ma Shengqiu didn't think about these details for the time being, and talked about the experience of Victor Hugo in the three dimension.

The time traveler's class begins!

There has never been a time when Ma Shengqiu dared to speak out his own script, but facing Quasimodo, a person who was most likely to be a certain literary giant, he had the courage to speak out and fight for his future.

In France he needed a friend, a friend who would be as helpful as Quasimodo!

For...the happiness of myself and Lan Tang in France.

"The world is diverse, with countless overlapping parallel time and space."

The beginning of the second story attracted Quasimodo's attention, only to hear Aso Qiuya say, "I was fortunate enough to break away from the existing perspective and see different developments and different developments in a certain world." The same future. There are no people with supernatural abilities, but ordinary people who are unwilling to be buried in the crowd. In [-] in the [-]th century, a person was born. His name is Victor Hugo..."

"He was born in Besançon, France. He is a representative writer of positive romantic literature and humanitarianism. He is also known as 'Shakespeare of France'. He has created 79 volumes of works in his life, including 26 volumes of poetry and 21 volumes of novels. , [-] volumes of plays, and [-] volumes of philosophical works."

"His representative works are "Notre Dame de Paris", "Les Miserables", "The Disaster of Normandy"..."

"He was passionate about politics, he called for the protection of the members of the Paris Commune who had failed in the revolution, and he praised Voltaire. He was the literary predecessor of Charles Pierre Baudelaire, and he was also a man of his time..."

Under Aso Qiuye's fluent and beautiful French, Quasimodo smiled in a trance.

"Shakespeare of France...Les Misérables..."

Using this as an introduction, Quasimodo seemed to remember everything about himself, and his image changed.

The ugly deformity first disappeared from the hunchback, then the chicken breasts disappeared, and then the feet of different lengths and the body became slender and perfect together, the dry short hair was drawn out, and fell down smoothly. It was a fiery red color. The dead skin and black and yellow faded away... Faster and faster, a few seconds later, Ma Shengqiu also stumbled, and was shocked to witness the whole process of Quasimodo from unsightly to stunning and handsome.

A true version of a fairy tale - the beast becomes a prince!

On the opposite side sat a French youth with fiery red long hair. Part of his bangs fell from the center of his brows to his ears, forming an arc and weakening the edges and corners of his face.He was wearing a silver-gray suit, his smile was like a crescent moon, he looked vaguely aged, and his eyes were brown and red, like a person in his 30s or [-]s.

Victor Hugo felt a little embarrassed by Aso's shock, he didn't intend to play ugly, but he fell into his own spiritual world under the supernatural power of William Shakespeare, who is also a transcendent.

In the past, there were many people with supernatural powers who came to Notre Dame to save him.

None of them succeeded.

His colleague Baudelaire also suffered repeated defeats, and was defeated by his disposition.

Those who want to save him must be able to see through the beauty and ugliness of a person's appearance, so that Quasimodo will willingly leave Notre Dame Cathedral and accept the outside world, so as to wake up.Victor Hugo thought of Aso Qiu's behavior of guiding and rescuing Quasimodo after he became a dancer, and he felt warm in his heart, and said sincerely.

"My dear friend, I am Victor Hugo."

"However, I'm currently not writing, and I don't have a brother. I'm a French superhuman and..."

He took one more look at Aso Qiuya, and the intense flaming temperament turned into a gentle breeze.

"One of the leaders of the Paris Commune in France."

Ma Shengqiu also heard that the organization "Paris Commune" really existed, and sighed with blessings.

He thought that the friendship he gained from Victor Hugo was the most precious thing. Unexpectedly, Victor Hugo took his hands. These hands had worked a lot in the Middle Ages. "Are you also missing the country?"

"……Um."

"I'm sorry to bring you into this. Before I leave, I want to give you a present."

"No need, I'll go on a trip in reality." Ma Shengqiu reluctantly refused after listening to the string song.

Leonardo Da Vinci does not exist in the modern world of Wenye, he is not a literary giant, but a famous painter and all-rounder in the Middle Ages.Rather than seeing a fake da Vinci in a fake world, you might as well go to a museum and see the Mona Lisa smile.

Victor Hugo shook his head: "I'm not talking about Italy."

Victor Hugo cherishes the last moment of the supernatural world constructed by the collision of two highest supernatural abilities. With Shakespeare's acquiescence, he unfolds his imagination in his mind - based on his memory, he intercepts time and space Part of history presents a country on the far side of the ocean.

That is--

Ming Dynasty.Ming Xianzong reigned, Chenghua 19 years.

The majestic Forbidden City spans time and space, and together with the customs and customs of the Ming Dynasty, it has built a powerful country in history.Ma Shengqiu, who had never been to China in his life, also saw the familiar scenery, and suddenly couldn't move. He listened to the dialect he didn't understand, and then went to see the Forbidden City that he had seen in Beijing, his lips trembled.

A strong feeling of homesickness welled up and overwhelmed his reason.

"Is the supernatural power so powerful? Ju, it's actually the Ming Dynasty... It's the Forbidden City in Beijing during the Chenghua period..."

the ground beneath his feet.

It is the past of the motherland, the proudest Ming Dynasty of the motherland, a dynasty with the toughest emperors in all dynasties.

Ma Shengqiu also knelt down to touch the green bricks and soil, and tears fell down unexpectedly.

How long has it been since you stood in the territory of the motherland?

It's been a long time...

He didn't even dare to think that he had become a Japanese and the leader of the port mafia. As long as he didn't get rid of these identities for a day, it would be impossible for the motherland to welcome him.

Closing his eyes, he was afraid that he would die quietly in a corner, and no one knew where he came from.

He comes from an ancient country in the east, a country that is too powerful in Wenye to not need him.

Victor Hugo panicked, "Esmeralda!"

Ma Shengqiu also burst into tears.

Can not go back!

His hands are stained black, and his heart is also darkened. The person named "Ma Sheng Qiu Ye" has long been on the blacklist of Hua Guo!

——My name is neither Esmeralda nor Aso Akiya!

——I can't remember what my name is!

……

Paris, at Charles de Gaulle Airport.

The tall European youth didn't carry a suitcase, his long hair was tied behind his head by a jeweled headband, thin sweat broke out on his smooth forehead, and he wore sunglasses, behind which was an ordinary face.He walked quickly, his long legs were eye-catching under the windbreaker, and his short boots made a powerful footstep, as if he was a Frenchman who was in a hurry to go back to his country to visit his relatives.

He tightly grasped the arm of an Asian teenager who was much shorter than him. The boy was beautiful, with baby fat on his cheeks, and his right eye was bandaged. .

15-year-old Osamu Dazai discovered the disadvantages of short legs for the first time.

Can't keep up with people!

He was weak, and sat on a plane for more than ten hours, flying from the United States to Belgium, and then from Belgium to France. After getting off the plane, he was almost half-lifted up by the meeting Mr. Lan Tang, and trotted to walk.

"Mr. Lan Tang... you might as well carry me by your back."

Arms are so sore.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tang picked him up directly, just like an old father hugging a lazy son.

Osamu Dazai was a little embarrassed, and refused again and again.

Lan Tang said apologetically: "Zhijun, we are almost here, you contact Ranbu, I am going to sneak into Notre Dame Cathedral."

Across a river, Notre Dame Cathedral is in sight.

There are tourists taking pictures nearby.

One night after Aso Akiya's disappearance, Notre Dame de Paris closed its reception for tourists!

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the "eldest son" of the Aso family.

"Moshi moxi~."

“乱