At the coronation, King Charles of France publicly announced that Jeanne would be knighted and permanently exempt from taxes in the village of Donrémi, where she was born. From then on, Jeanne Ack was able to add a noble-only D to his name. D. Acre, or Jeanne d'Acé as she was called.

However, Jeanne only declined the gift from King Charles of France, and the King of France transferred her title to her brother.

It would have been a pleasant thing, but ......

"What? make peace with the English and Burgundians?"

At the court banquet, many nobles and generals sat together, happily celebrating their recent victory, but when Jeanne heard the news, she looked at the French king beside her in amazement.

As a favor to Jeanne, the former country shepherdesss was allowed to sit next to the king, at the head of the banquet, and participate in the heart of power in France.

Faced with the stunned look on Jeanne's face, Charlie shook his head and said.

"Jeanne, you know how to win the war, but victory in the war alone is not enough, at present the British and the Burgundian are interested in temporary peace talks, we should agree to ......"

"There is no need for peace talks at all! They're just stalling for time!"

But before the king could finish speaking, Jeanne interrupted him anxiously, stood up, and said in a loud voice.

Her fierce voice silenced even the loud laughter below the banquet.

Those nobles and generals looked at each other, looking at each other, a little at a loss. Charlie, who was interrupted, was also a little unhappy, but he still looked at the noble generals first, pressed his hands a few times, comforted them, and signaled that it was okay, and then the laughter in the banquet gradually sounded.

Jeanne realized that she was too excited, and had to hold back what she wanted to say and sit back in her chair.

"My king, the British have to back down only because of their heavy casualties, and the Burgundians are just following the British, don't believe them, we should continue to pursue with victory!"

Jeanne lowered her voice and tried to persuade the King beside her.

However, Charlie looked at Jeanne in front of him and sighed.

"But...... We also have no money left, we should now rest for a while, wait for the opportunity, the British are indeed beaten by you, but we are also exhausted. ”

"We can borrow money from the merchants, scrape together the military bills, and if we take Paris and drive out the British, we have a way to pay it back. ”

However, Jeanne still did not give up the persuasion, and Charlie, who always trusted Jeanne, was silent.

Does Jeanne have a point? Of course it makes sense.

Since the victory, the businessman was willing to invest more money because of his distrust of Charlie, but for Charlie, he was very hesitant.

He wasn't a very ambitious man, and after he was able to solve his predicament, he didn't want to fight anymore, or rather...... It is unwilling to risk the possibility of defeat again.

Take it when you see it.

Charlie thought so, but this Jeanne clearly didn't want to think so.

And after seeing the Dharma King in front of her, the young girl lowered her head and was silent for a moment, and then she made an astonishing move.

He stood up, ignored the many stunned eyes, and left the table directly.

"Jeanne!"

Behind him, a familiar voice sounded eagerly, but Jeanne ignored it and still reluctantly chose to leave.

At the banquet, the young general who stood up and opened his mouth to call for Jeanne, after hesitating for a moment, still said to the Dharma King at the top of the banquet.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to leave for a moment. ”

As he spoke, he quickly followed the young girl and left together.

The other generals also looked at each other, then got up in unison and said in unison.

"Your Majesty, please ......"

"Your Majesty......"

One, two, three...... In the end, the generals almost all chose to leave the table and follow the young girl, as if the king was not their leader, but the young girl was.

In the end, only the nobles who looked at each other were left, and the Dharma King at the top of the banquet who was closing his eyes and meditating.

......

Half a month later, there was a dumbfounded event in both Britain and France, the Holy Maiden of Orleans led those generals and troops who believed in her, all the way to the British-occupied city of Paris, the citizens of Paris refused to surrender, so they prepared to besiege the city.

However, when Charles of France heard the news, he hurriedly ordered the messenger to order the woman to withdraw his army, and in the end, the Saint of Orleans, who had only besieged Paris for one day, failed to capture Paris and had to choose to withdraw.

The British army in Paris was overjoyed, but the French king was anxious, because the British broke the peace treaty without permission, and the British united with the Burgundian First tried to question the French king, forcing Charles to admit to giving up some territories as compensation for breaking the peace treaty.

After that, the French king did not allow Jeanne to lead the army, but let her stay in the court and let her learn the etiquette among the nobles, during which the Duke of Alençon attacked Normandy in northern France and tried to get the Saints of Orleans to join the expedition, but Charles did not agree.

Despite this, Charles's favor for Jeanne has not been reduced, Jeanne is given the power to sit next to Charles, and in terms of status alone, Jeanne is like a French man above ten thousand people, the same as the vice-king, and is fanatically sought after by all the people of the whole of France, and is undoubtedly a French idol.

So much so that the French nobles couldn't help but complain: We didn't know that the current French king was a woman.

Yes, the vice-king of France, there is no shortage of voices that call the holy woman of Orleans so.

According to the ideal standards of the classical monarch in the Middle Ages, Jeanne was in fact a perfect feudal monarch, pious in his beliefs, flawless in his morals, brave and fearless, with almost absolute authority in the army, able to force decisions when the generals were arguing.

In medieval Europe, a world of feudal aristocracy, monarchs tended to exist more as military leaders, and administration was seen as the responsibility of ministers.

Therefore, in the West, Charles I, who entrusted almost all political affairs to his cronies, did not see the ministers all the year round, and was captured by himself every year of foreign wars, was called "King Lionheart" in awe; while in the East, he was keen on military affairs and expansion, ate and lived with soldiers, and as the emperor who should have been protected in the center of the three armies, but still had a record of killing the enemy with his own hands, and Zhu Houzhao, who had the same brave style as his ancestors Ming Taizu and Ming Chengzu, could only be ridiculed by Wenchen as "Wuzong".

Yes, being a monarch in the Middle Ages was as simple as that, more like being a general than being a monarch.

But because of this, there was a dispute in the French court.

"You can't go on like this, Your Majesty, we can't tolerate this arrogant woman staying in the court. ”

An old courtier persuaded, and in the midst of the small number of participants, Charlie, who sat at the top, was silent, rubbing his head lightly with his hands on his temples, and there was a hesitation in his eyes.

He didn't hate the woman.

From the beginning, if it weren't for his trust, the country girl would not have come to this day, and even now, although he was dissatisfied with the woman's unauthorized actions, he unexpectedly still believed her.

In a trance, the eyes that once looked at him sincerely reappeared in his mind......

At that time, even he himself had the idea of giving up, but only the woman kept saying that he was the only orthodox king of France.

Her trust was flawless and clear as glass, and it was that trust that made him choose to trust her, but now......

Sitting on the throne, the silent Dharma King leaned weakly on the throne, raised his head, and looked at the sky with his eyes lost. He didn't notice it, and there seemed to be a whispering voice in his ears, as if urging him to make a certain decision.

After a long time, the outstretched palm finally clenched into a fist.