"I can hear me, may I ask who is over there?" the head maid carefully put Joan of Arc's hand back on the quilt, and then walked to the door, looking across through the small iron window.

In the cell on the other side of the corridor, a man leaned weakly against the door, his face as pale as bone china: "I'm Kain Basaka, Lord Joan of Arc...... How's Joan of Arc doing?"

Caine's voice was hoarse, and he said it intermittently, then leaned against the cell door and gasped.

"Knight Cain, is that you? Are you alright?" the chief maid stood on tiptoe and tried to lean out, but it was too dark in the dungeon for she to see Cain's black outline, "Jeanne Tree's life is not in danger, but she can't wake up yet, Lord Cain, how are you?"

"I'm fine...... Jeanne d'Arc will leave it to you, please take care of her. Cain said, and sat down slowly, if anyone was around him, he could see that his right arm had been cut off flat, and the bandage on the wound was still oozing red blood. Although he was treated, it was only barely enough to stop the bleeding, and the pain of the broken arm and a large amount of blood loss made his body extremely weak.

"What is going on in the city now...... Are you alright?" asked again after sitting on the ground, what he was most worried about now was the group led by Jill, if they were also trapped, it would really be hopeless.

"The situation in the city is quite passable, the British army did nothing to the residents of the city, but everyone's food has been confiscated, and now everyone lives on the food distributed every day, and they can't eat at all. The maid said and sighed helplessly.

"What about the remaining knight soldiers, how about them, they didn't fall into the hands of Edward, the Black Prince, right?"

"I don't know about this, but I heard that on the other side of the city, the British army built a concentration camp with about four or five thousand people in it, and I really don't know about the rest. The maid said with a frown.

Cain leaned against the cold cell door and nodded, his face slightly happy, that night Jill led at least nine thousand men, it seems that most of them have escaped, and the people and horses led by him and Joan of Arc should be imprisoned in the opposite city. Although the bastard Edward the Black Prince is the ultimate villain, he seems to have kept his word.

"There is hope...... There is hope......" Cain muttered in a voice that he could only hear, and then fell headlong to the ground, having been worried about it for the past few days, and now that his tense spirit was relaxed, his body was suddenly crushed by exhaustion and pain, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

"Lord Caine!" The head maid shouted through the bars at the sound of a dull sound, but no matter how much she shouted, no one came to give her an answer......

In the most luxurious room of the Palace of Versailles, Edward the Black Prince was lying on the bed comfortably tasting the blood in the cup.

The room he was in was the former residence of Charles VI, and it was full of extravagance. However, humans are creatures that yearn for light, so this room is not suitable for him to live in, but this is not difficult for Becky Pie, where the light may be transmitted is covered by thick flannel curtains, so that even during the day, when the sun is at its hottest, it will not cause harm to Edward, the black prince in the room.

Edward, the Black Prince, dipped the tip of his tongue in a little of the blood in the cup, and then swirled slightly in his mouth as if he was tasting wine, he was really reluctant to swallow this delicious blood in one gulp, that would be too tyrannical.

"My lord, the person who took care of Joan of Arc has been sent to the dungeon, do you have any other orders?"

The corridor outside the door has also been covered with flannel, and now the palace does not interfere with the life of the vampires, even during the day.

Edward, the Black Prince, shook his head, then raised the wine glass in his hand and put it in front of him to take a closer look: "Becky, there is one question left, what kind of life can have such delicious blood for a long time?

He shook the glass in his hand, and the little blood left was like the best wine, leaving a faint red mark on the wall of the cup. Pinkie smelled the intoxicating sweetness in the air, and there was something called jealousy in her empty eyes.

"The woman named Joan of Arc, is her blood so delicious?" Becky noticed her gaffe and lowered her head slightly.

The cup of blood was drawn by the doctor when he treated Joan of Arc, which was the meaning of Edward the Black Prince, who was only curious about the taste of the blood of the Holy Maiden at first, but after tasting it, Edward the Black Prince actually showed a look of fascination.

This is unforgivable!

"It's so nice to see that you have something you love. Becky's heart burned like wildfire, but on the surface she didn't look like she was usual, "I'll have another drink for you now, if you need to, just wait here." ”

All she wanted now was to kill Joan of Arc. With that woman's current state, as long as she loses another cup of blood, she will definitely die directly, absolutely!

"It's a pity, I'd love to do it, but thank you for your kindness. Edward, the Black Prince, drank the only blood left in the cup and said slowly, "Yu said that if you want to give her a death worthy of identity, it would be too cheap to let her die unknowingly in the dark dungeon." ”

Edward, the Black Prince, stepped out of bed and threw his glass on the floor. Because Charles VI had previously covered the room with a thick carpet of arctic foxes, the wine glass was surprisingly not shattered after falling to the ground: "How can a mere human being, who has brought such a great loss to Yu's path of conquest, die so happily? ”

Becky listened quietly, the jealousy in her heart waned slightly.

"This dress fits you perfectly. Edward, the Black Prince, suddenly changed his words, which surprised Pinkie a little, "If you wear it to dance, it must be very good." ”

"Yes, it should be. Becky reached out and brushed her hair, and said in a suffrage. She didn't understand what Edward the Black Prince meant, but it should be a compliment, right? If she said a compliment, it seemed that she hadn't heard it in decades......

"Pass on Yu's orders, and open all the gates of Versailles. Edward, the Black Prince, said, running his fingers over Becky's smooth shoulders.

"With all due respect, my lord, doing so might allow the civilians in the city to escape...... And...... It also creates unnecessary trouble. Becky's aura was a little chaotic, but she didn't dodge.

"No food, no horses, how many people dare to flee at risk. Moreover, hasn't the food ration been the lowest these days? Under these conditions, it is difficult to say whether the human beings have the strength to climb to the city gates. Edward, the Black Prince, chuckled and withdrew his hand, "Besides, all Yu wants is trouble. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean. ”

The Black Prince Edward smiled disdainfully, with a slight mockery in his blood pupils: "Do you remember those human knights who escaped, Yu believes that they will come back, but Yu Ke is not much interested in playing hide and seek with them, what Yu wants is to let them get into this Versailles that has become a cage!"

"Okay, sir, I see, I'll go down and inform them. Becky bowed slightly, and then prepared to leave.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Edward, the Black Prince, stopped her, "Don't be so nervous, we should relax, it is said that Charles VI's hobby is to waltz in the hall above the prisoner's head, as the successor of this palace, Yu thinks it is necessary to continue this tradition." ”

As he spoke, Edward, the Black Prince, picked up the note on the table: "Release this notice, Yu believes that there will be many people willing to accept this ...... Happy. ”

Becky nodded, and then respectfully took the note from Edward the Black Prince, there was not much written on the note, but as Edward the Black Prince said, it was a rare joy for many of the inhabitants of Versailles.

Edward, the Black Prince's order, was quickly passed on, and the British troops stationed at the front and rear gates opened the gates twenty-four hours a day.

As for those who did escape, they often couldn't go far and were caught by Radu's men.

"Lord Radu, this is a notice that Edward the Black Prince has put up in the city recently. On the steppe, a dozen kilometers away from Versailles, the man in black, respectfully handed the parchment in his hand to Radu, who was now sitting on an Irish blanket with the soft light of a windproof horse lamp.

Radu smiled and took the parchment and unfolded it, reading it in the light of the night on the prairie, beside him was a small table, the bright red liquid in the cup still smelling warm.

Behind them, blood-drained men and women stared at the sky with terrified eyes, but there was no breath of life in their eyes.

"Dear people of Versailles, as your new master, Yu, Black Prince Edward, will hold a grand ball at the Palace of Versailles, the residence of the King, in the evening of three days' time. Yu knows that Yu is a terrible being in your eyes, but this ball is of great importance to the future of Versailles, as it is the first special invitation to the people of King's Landing, and I am sorry that the rations have been limited in the last few days, because they will play an important role in this banquet......!