"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

In the dark cell, the Holy Maiden of Orleans, who once commanded the army, was now lying on the bed breathlessly, coughing.

This time, her serious illness was indeed serious, but the British did not want her to die so early, so they arranged for two doctors to take care of her, at least she should die in the trial, if she was not defined as a witch or heretic, then her death would be meaningless, and could not affect the legitimacy of the reign of King Charles of France.

However, the Orleans girl despaired of her condition, perhaps so tired from her year-long imprisonment and imprisonment that she began to give an account to her attendants.

"When I die, bury my bones in the Holy ......"

She lay on her bed, muttering to herself, and beside the bed was her knight, a noble knight named Jean de Metz who had volunteered to follow her since she set out from Waukule, and even after she had been captured, by virtue of her in-laws in England.

"Holy Maiden, you will not die. ”

Listening to Jeanne's words, the knight beside the bed tried his best to persuade her, but listening to the knight's comfort, Jeanne just shook her head gently, she understood her body.

After a long time, calm was restored in the cell, and the knight was gone, except for the girl who was resting on the bed......

"Ho-ho-ho-ho...... Woman, you have fallen to this point, and you have not complained. ”

Quietly, a dark shadow could be seen in the corner of the cell, and the black shadow sneered and said, the black shadow was always there, but neither the doctor nor the knight noticed him, not even the jailer noticed him, as if it didn't exist at all.

"Why should I complain. ”

Looking at the black shadow, the woman asked rhetorically, she was not afraid of the black shadow, because she knew the identity of the black shadow.

The ancient serpent, Satan, the enemy of God......

Humans have given it many names, but none of them are its real name, and when this dark shadow first appeared, the woman did be afraid, but she immediately realized that this dark shadow could not hurt her, or that it could not harm any grass or tree in this world.

"Gods and demons have their own agreements, but that's not something you know. ”

The Black Shadow didn't shy away from anything, but made no secret of the fact that he couldn't interfere with this world.

As a villain in religion, the black shadow does not show any particularly cruel behavior in front of women, has no sense of killing, no sense of crime, and some are just indifferent, as it says, will you take pleasure in killing ants?

The world says that it is the ultimate evil, but in the eyes of the girl, it is unusually beautiful......

"Huh, huh?"

The dark shadow glanced at the woman in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled, and a low sneer rang out.

Although the body is shrouded in deep darkness, and it is impossible to see the face clearly, there is an indescribable magical charm on its body, which makes people seem to be able to feel its every move, and even produce an illusion, as if they can see its true face in the deep darkness......

Fair skin that doesn't look like a man, a naked body with distinct muscles, a cold and calm posture, and ...... There was no light, not even reflections, as if it was a pupil that swallowed up all the light, like a black hole.

Although the intellect knew that it was an illusion, it always gave the impression that it was real, that it was what it was like after the darkness.

An ancient monster that has existed since the dawn of the world.

"Step on ...... Step ......"

Listening to the steps that only she could hear, Jeanne lying on the bed did not know what the black shadow was doing, and when the "squeak" sounded, she knew that it was the black shadow sitting on the seat.

Reluctantly turning his head, in Jeanne's sight, the dark figure shrouded in darkness and unable to see his face was sitting on the chair, holding a book in his hand and slowly flipping through it.

Even Jeanne did not know what the dark shadow was trying to do, and the dark shadow had been with her since she was young, but instead of tempting her to fall, as the grandmothers had said, it told her many heroic stories, and told her a shepherdesss many things that she would not have known.

Even now, Jeanne doesn't really understand the intention of the dark shadow, why, it seems to be cultivating itself into a good person who aspires to be good, rather than making itself an evil person?

I couldn't understand, even now, Jeanne couldn't understand the Black Shadow's intentions.

"Woman, you tell me, why don't you hate, have you forgotten what happened a month ago? ”

The deep voice rang out, and as she listened to it, Jeanne fell silent.

No matter how legendary her experience is, she is only a teenage girl after all, and she has also been tired during her year-long prison life.

A month ago, when the bishops coerced and enticed her that she would die if she did not confess her sins and repent, she also hesitated, and finally she compromised and agreed to confess to the church, no longer wearing men's clothes, but returning to the proper identity of a girl, no longer a French commander, just an ordinary country girl, and correspondingly, the church should also ensure her life.

However, she is no longer a saint, and therefore she is no longer feared.

Within days of her confession, an English nobleman entered the prison with the intention of raping her, but was stopped by the jailers in time, but she was forced to put on men's clothes again to protect herself.

In all fairness, from the French commander who was able to command tens of thousands of soldiers in the past, to the prisoners who can't even protect themselves and have to be humiliated even in their honor, who can not complain?

However, after a long time, Jeanne shook her head slightly.

"I don't hate. ”

The shadow didn't speak, just looked at her indifferently, waiting for her next answer.

Looking at the dark shadow, Jeanne immediately laughed.

"You know, when a French knight came to see me, he mentioned something to me in a casual conversation......"

As she spoke, Jeanne covered her chest with her hands, then smiled and muttered.

"In the past few years in Lorraine, no British have dared to loot......"

Lorraine, that's Jeanne's hometown.

In her memory, there were often British people in Lorraine who looted villages, but now no British dared to loot anymore, because of her actions, the people of Lorraine rebelled enthusiastically, and the British dared to rob a group of submissive and numb farmers, but they did not dare to rob a group of passionate people with weapons in order to defend their homes.

For France as a whole, the biggest change Jeanne brought about was to provoke a revolt from all the people.

The people didn't know what the King of England was, the King of France, the War of the Succession, and they didn't even know what was going on a little farther away, but they knew that there was a country girl named Jeanne like them, and that the girl said that everyone was French and that they shouldn't be bullied by the English anymore.

"Charles is a good king, and even if I am gone, he will be able to drive out the English and restore peace. ”

Although weak, the girl on the hospital bed smiled and said, her bright eyes were clear and unclean.

Even if Charlie didn't save her much, she didn't blame Charlie, on the contrary, she understood Charlie's current situation, the kingdom was in dire need of money now, and it shouldn't be wasted on her.

"Really......"

But in front of her, the shadow just disappeared with a low smile, just like in the past.

Lying on the bed, Jeanne was silent for a moment, and then prayed for Charlie as before.

"O my king, may you prevail. ”

The maiden prayed for her king, wishing him victory and bringing peace to the country.

......

In the underwater temple, the black shadow sitting on the throne could not see clearly, it was like a black hole slowly dragging all the light into it, and nothing could escape, unable to break free.

It's getting stronger.

It can understand only through the feeling of the essence that even if it directly confronts that god at this moment, it will never fall behind, the power of the god is constantly weakening, but its own power is constantly increasing, and one day, even that god will be swallowed by him.

However, the covenant of the board binds the god so that the god cannot attack him before the end of the game, and also restricts it from attacking the god before the end of the game.

However, the dark shadow does not care about this, it will not be long, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, but no matter how long it takes, humanity will eventually obey it and obey its will. The serpent has lived a long time, but it's just a dozing time, and it doesn't matter.

Jeanne will also become another pawn of it.

“*$Q@H#O@......”

From the black hole that devoured everything, there was a faint and indistinct sound, and the force was so great that it directly distorted the sound itself, and only the silent woman standing beside the black shadow could understand what her father was saying.

It mocks the stupidity of God and mocks the ignorance of mankind.

How foolish is that the belief in goodness will eventually lead to the result of goodness.

For the sake of good beliefs, but do all kinds of evil deeds without knowing it, this is the normal state in the world. Jeanne thinks she is doing good, but in the end it will also give birth to a product that is far beyond all the evils of the world......

However, listening to her father's ridicule, Mona immediately felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, as if some crisis was coming. She knew the past and the future, and her sense of fate was even more acute than that of gods and demons, and that instinctive uneasiness seemed to warn her of something.

But looking at her father on the throne beside her, feeling the trembling power, she began to wonder if her uneasiness was wrong, and how could such a powerful force stop it? Not even a god......

"Probably...... It's just my delusion. ”

The words that had already come to my lips finally chose to give up.