This coercion not only caused damage to the floor of the room, but also had an even greater impact on the young man in the room! In just a moment, cyan vein lines appeared from his skin, and the young man's handsome face was covered with these terrifying lines, and he looked a little hideous.

He didn't fight against the coercion, in fact, after the coercion enveloped his whole body, the young man knelt down in obedience, and even so, the terrifying aura still affected his body.

"Please reclaim your strength, Father. The young man said with a wry smile, he didn't even dare to raise his head! The breath of the mountains and the sea pressed his body, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be falling towards the ground, and if he fought against it strongly, his neck bones might be broken.

"I'm sorry, my dear Radu, this power is as powerful as an unruly wild horse, and I can't control it as accurately as I did with my body......" The old man smiled and clenched his fists, and the extremely oppressive aura disappeared from his body in an instant.

Radu fell to his knees, holding his hands on the ground and gasping for breath, without that terrifying feeling, even his breathing was much easier: "Your strength seems to be stronger than when you first gained it, I have almost no resistance in front of you, if you want, even if we leave the Presbyterian Council, we can maintain our position in the Bloodline......"

Radu said, slowly rising from the ground, the veins on his face quickly fading, revealing his handsome face again.

"You're still too naïve. Draculi pulled down the cloak from his head and exposed his face to the warm sunlight, he had begun to like the feeling of sunlight since he drank the relics, probably because he hadn't experienced it for thousands of years, "The interior of the Blood Clan is far more complicated than you think, even the Elders, whom you younger generations have always looked down on, have their own secrets, and once these secrets are revealed, it will be like a shock!"

Radu nodded thoughtfully, not refuting his father's words. In the name of the Dragon Prince, Dracuri would not say such a thing casually, since he can say so, there must be his reasons, and on this, Radu has a lot of trust in his father.

"Seriously, I don't understand why you're paying attention to a so-called saintess, who seems to me to be just more sentient than those ants. Radu said disapprovingly.

"Joan of Arc, she doesn't deserve my attention, but it's not the same if she's the key. Dracuri said, smiling deeply, "Remember the story I told you, the story about Pandora's Box?"

"The box of desire made by Zeus, the king of the gods, to punish mankind? Of course I remember, but this is just a story, and besides, although she is beautiful, she does not have the magic that Pandora has to confuse mankind......"

Pandora's box contained all kinds of suffering, which was the punishment imposed on humanity by the gods, and if the black plague was also counted, then Pandora's box would have been opened long ago.

Dracuri shook his head, a deep red light flowing from his eyes: "The box is just a manifestation of the pain in this world, it has always existed, and Joan of Arc is the key to open it, but now she is incomplete, what we have to do is to make up for her." ”

"How?" said Radu, frowning, he had heard the word for the first time, and he didn't understand what it meant.

"If you haven't read the Dark Bible, you certainly won't understand it, but that's not something you should be concerned about. Dracuri said, closing the window in front of him, and with the window blocking it, the brightness of the room suddenly decreased a lot, "All you have to do is obey my orders and act according to my plan." ”

"Of course, no problem, it's my pleasure to share your worries. Radu said humbly, his expression extremely respectful.

"If that guy Vlad had half your loyalty, I'd consider elevating his status, but this guy is too bad to be had. Delacouri said, his eyes filled with cold sarcasm, "He thought he was a good actor, but he didn't know that the audience below had already noticed his heart." It's really interesting that Old Jack, who is the thousand-year-old king, will die at his hands......"

"Killing the patriarch of a garbage clan shouldn't be a great feat. Radu said with a smile, seemingly slightly dissatisfied, "Isn't it normal for the prince of garbage to be killed by a mongrel of garbage?"

"You seem to be jealous, my dear son. Dracuri dusted Radu's shoulders and said slowly, "If you're jealous, you don't have to, but if you denigrate Vlad's abilities because of this, it will only show your stupidity." ”

"Perhaps, you've never complimented me on that anyway. Radu shrugged, not caring about it.

"You've gotten enough from me, and a simple compliment doesn't mean much to you. Dracuri said, slowly opening his right hand, a small wound was opened in his palm, and a drop of golden blood slowly oozed out of the wound, and the blood seemed to be supported by some magical power, suspended in his palm, turning into a small bead of blood.

Ever since the blood beads appeared, there was an indescribable heaviness, obviously only a small drop, but Radu felt that the hairs around his body were trembling. Just standing here, he could feel the power contained in the blood beads, if they swallowed it......

"Put away the greed in your eyes, it's not for you. Dracuri said, filling the blood beads into a delicate crystal bottle, the multi-edged body of the crystal bottle reflected colorful light, which looked a little illusory, but it was precisely because of this that ordinary people could not notice the drop of blood suspended in the bottle.

"I don't understand what you mean. Radu said with a frown, but there was still an unquenchable longing in his eyes.

"Think of this as a test for you. Draculi tossed the crystal bottle to Radu, who hurriedly took it with both hands, "It's an indispensable item in the finishing process, you know how to use it." I won't stay in this country, but if you go against my will, I won't need to be reminded of the final result. ”

With that, Dracuri patted Radu on the shoulder, then turned and left the room.

"It's a pretty tough test, Father. Pinching the delicate body of the crystal bottle with his index finger and thumb, Radu whispered, his blood pupils glowing with greed, and the flame of desire burning in his eyes.

After returning to the mansion, Jill and Joan of Arc were separated, and she was safely guarded by the knights of the guard. As for Gilles de Ray, he had to return to the camp where the second detachment was stationed, which was his duty as the captain of the second detachment.

"Do you need to arrange a bath for you?" said the chief maid smiled gently at Joan of Arc as soon as she entered the room. As the highest-ranking person in this mansion, she has been in charge of Joan of Arc's daily life for the past few days.

"Don't bother, I'm not here to take a bath. Joan of Arc said with some tears and laughter that she could enjoy bathing in the "pool" every day these days, which was an experience she had never experienced before.

"Well, if you have anything you need to command, please call me as much as you like. The chief maid helped Joan of Arc untie the divine weapon off her body and put it on the shelf, then bowed and said. She didn't just see Joan of Arc as a saint, she also saw her as a lovely maiden, and for a girl of this age, she should be cared for as such.

"Then I won't bother you with your work. Before leaving, the head maid also helped Joan of Arc close the door very kindly, and in addition, the parchment scrolls on the table were also sorted together by the head maid, and they looked very neat.

"I'm really sorry for your trouble. Joan of Arc sighed faintly, then picked up the scroll on the table. Most of these scrolls are the internal intelligence of the Order, from the number of people in each detachment to the balance of food and grass. In fact, in order to reach Versailles as soon as possible, they carried only a week's and a half rations before departure.

After a few days of rest, the soldiers of the Order gradually recovered, and the wounded were treated and could fully participate in the subsequent battles, and the biggest problem they faced now was how to attack the British army.

The opponent is several times larger than the Knights, and even if a considerable number of longbowmen are not as powerful as they should be in close combat, they are still a great threat to their own side. However, the large number of people is also a weakness of the other party, after all, the rations of so many people are not a small amount.

With the support of the inhabitants of Versailles, the Knights were able to stay here for almost a month, and they could stay longer if they sent caravans to trade with nearby cities...... However, this was not the case with the British troops in the other half of the city, even if they plundered food from the mouths of the inhabitants of Versailles, they could only hold out for another week, and with the mobility of their own cavalry, it was impossible for these British troops to collect food from elsewhere.

They can't afford to drag it out.

"What a distress, what should I do?" said Joan of Arc with a frown, thinking about the difficult battle situation ahead. She rummaged aimlessly through the pile of information, and suddenly, an ornate envelope emerged from the bottom of the information.

The surface of the envelope is beautifully painted with fire paint, and the name of Charles VI is written in beautiful flowers on the other side.