Jill turned to face the people on the dance floor with different expressions, he was doing so in a disguised way to admit the words of Edward, the Black Prince, and to appear here openly as his identity was simply looking for death.

"The innocent deaths were killed by mistake, but the result was the trick of Edward, the Black Prince, who dressed the inhabitants of Versailles in the uniforms of the English army, and then drove them forward in the night, in which case we could not tell whether they were enemies or not, and that is why we have this result. Jill said in a low voice, and anyone could hear his struggle.

None of the inhabitants of Versailles present dared to speak out against him for anything, and everyone understood that attacking in that situation was the best option. In fact, these survivors should be grateful to him, if it weren't for Jill's call to stop, they wouldn't have had a chance to stand here and accuse anything.

Others didn't say anything, it didn't mean that Edward, the black prince didn't say anything, he smiled and stared at Jill's body, and his right hand rubbed on the hilt of the thin sword: "It turns out that you are the executioner under that witch, and you actually have the courage to break into Yu's palace, I have to say that Yu admires your courage at this point." ”

"Yu is a generous person, for the sake of you who have also been bewitched by witches, Yu can spare your life, but as a condition for you to live, Yu wants you to bear your share of sins. As he spoke, Edward, the Black Prince, pulled out the rapier at his waist, and he casually pulled a person over and stuffed the hilt of the rapier into the man's hand, "Don't be afraid, Yu will preside over justice for you, go, go and stab him with a sword, wherever you want, this is what he owes you." There are more than 1,200 of your companions missing, and now he can wipe out this killing with a single sword, how good it is. ”

Edward, the Black Prince, thoughtfully raised the survivor's hand and helped him stabilize the tip of the sword, and the slender blade of the thin sword pointed directly at Jill's body. The survivor looked at Jill in front of him, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly, he seemed to be stabbing down, but there was no reason to convince himself.

"Big ...... My lord, I really can't do it. The survivor let go of his grip on the sword, and the beautiful and valuable thin sword fell straight to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

Edward, the Black Prince's face changed suddenly, he let go of his grip on the survivor, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace.

"Pick up Yu's sword. Edward, the Black Prince, said.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll pick it up. The survivor apologized repeatedly, then knelt on the ground and picked up the sword, he wiped the non-existent dust on the hilt with his clothes, and then presented it to the Black Prince Edward with a smile, "Here, my lord, your sword." ”

"Thank you, but please die. "Edward the Black Prince plunged the rapier directly into the heart of the survivor, although the composition of this rapier as a handicraft is a little larger, but it is indeed authentic Damascus steel, the sword body of the rapier is covered with beautiful feather patterns, and it is even more obvious after being soaked in blood, and the blood flows down the blade, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Edward, the Black Prince, pulled out his sword with his foot on the corpse of the survivor, his right hand shook slightly, and the blood stained with the sword fell to the ground like a red mistdroplet.

"What are you doing, bastard!" said Jill in amazement as she watched what was happening in front of her.

"Yu is killing people, is there anything wrong?" said the Black Prince Edward curiously at the corpse under his feet and with an innocent expression.

"What the hell do you do with human life, damn bastard!" Jill roared and rushed over, his clenched fist pointed at Edward, the Black Prince's hateful face, the wind pressing the sleeves of the gown tightly against his arm, the curvature of the muscles bulging over the surface of the garment.

"So you're a bastard if you do the same thing. Edward, the Black Prince, smiled and dodged his attack, then struck Jill in the abdomen with the hilt of his sword, and then took the blow hard, kneeling on the ground with his hands on his stomach retching.

Edward, the Black Prince, walked over, pulled Jill's hair with his left hand and lifted his head: "You see, Yu just killed one person, and you became angry like this, and you slaughtered nearly half of their number......"

As he spoke, Edward, the black prince, leaned the blade of the thin sword against Jill's neck: "Even the waste who doesn't dare to take revenge is not qualified to survive on Yu's territory, since he doesn't dare to stab this sword, then Yu has to do it for him, hey, don't die easily, that would violate Yu's promise." ”

Edward, the Black Prince, reversed the angle of the hilt of his sword to make it easier for him to hold it, but just as he was about to thrust it in, Jill suddenly shouted to stop.

"Wait!"

The tip of the sword hung on his clothes and stopped, and the black prince Edward looked at Jill under him, with a disdainful look in his eyes: "What, do you want to beg for your life, beg for Yu, so that Yu will spare you half to death." ”

"I only want to know one thing, where did Lord Joan of Arc get locked up by you bastard!" said Jill as she struggled, but still couldn't get out of the Black Prince's grasp.

"So you're here for that witch, what a stupid loyalty, you guys' chivalry, one is funnier than the other. Edward, the Black Prince, kicked Jill away, and then stepped on his neck, "Obviously they have already fled and are about to come back to die, Yu is moved by your behavior, look at the crowd over there, that's the person you want to save, but when you need to be saved, what are they doing?"

Edward, the Black Prince, shifted his foot and stomped on Jill's face, making him look at the crowd in the middle of the dance floor. The residents in costume hesitated one by one, but no one dared to step forward. But Gil didn't look at them either, and he only saw the figure of Vlad III.

"Is this your plan? Using yourself as bait is stupid, but it works well. Vlad III's lips moved, but he didn't make any sound, and it wasn't difficult for Gil as an officer to read lips.

Jill's eyes blinked, indicating certainty, and he motioned to Vlad III with his eyes to stop moving.

"Don't worry, I know what you mean, be careful. Vlad III said in lip language.

Edward, the Black Prince, clapped his hands, and the gate of the palace was suddenly opened, and his army of vampires slowly walked in from the door. Thousands of vampires stare at the people on the dance floor with wolf-like eyes, as if admiring a feast that is about to be baked.

He kicked Jill's body a few times, then looked at the men and women on the dance floor, whose faces now had rather amusementous expressions that revealed deep fear.

"Hey, guys, don't look at Yu with that kind of look, or Yu will feel like a tyrant, come, laugh, just like you did when you danced at night. Edward Edward, the Black Prince, said, putting his sword back into its scabbard, "Remember what Yu said? Actually, it's very simple, for the sake of peace in France, Yu plans to publicly execute the witch, but Yu intends to hand over this power to you, please raise your hands to vote, so it will be more convenient." ”

The people on the dance floor looked at each other, not knowing what to do, Joan of Arc's life was in their hands, and if they raised their hands, Joan of Arc would be executed.

One man raised his hand, followed by two, three...... There is an endless stream of people who follow the trend, and the number of people who disagree is still less than that of those who disagree. The people on both sides were consciously scattered, like ministers with different opinions before the king, and now they were divided, accusing each other of stupidity and snobbery.

"Becky, count the number of people, we want to make sure it's absolutely fair. Edward, the Black Prince, said with a smile.

"My lord, I have already counted the number of people who agree with it when you give the order, and the number of people who agree is 1,123, and the number of people who disagree is ......"

"Okay, Yu knows, there are one thousand one hundred and twenty-three people in total, so the final verdict on the witch is...... Death. Edward, the Black Prince's voice suddenly became extremely cold, he hooked his fingers, and then the vampire soldiers got out of the way, "That's it for tonight, it didn't make everyone happy, but at least it's not bad, now, go back." ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

The people on the dance floor had long wanted to get out of here, and they all bowed to Edward, the Black Prince, and walked through the gap left by the vampire soldiers towards the door. But just as they approached the gate, Edward, the Black Prince, spoke.

"Yu only said to let the 1,123 living people leave, but he didn't say to let the dead people out of here, it's too terrible, if people know that there are moving corpses in this palace, how can Yu invite guests to visit?" At this moment, the black prince Edward's cold blood pupils bloomed with a bloodthirsty red glow, he turned to look at the soldiers under him, "Don't let every corpse go." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

As soon as the more than a thousand people in favor stepped out of the gates of the Palace of Versailles, a miserable wail resounded throughout the palace, and everyone unanimously chose to block their ears and not think about what was happening behind them.

In the ballroom of the royal palace, Edward the Black Prince stood in the attic with a glass of bright red liquid, and in the center of the dance floor, thousands of corpses fell to the ground. One by one, the fanged monsters sucked the blood of the naysayers, turning them into the immobile corpses that Edward the Black Prince admired.

The blood that was full of food was extraordinarily delicious, with a sweet smell, and the blood-thirsty monsters smiled and squeezed every drop of blood, like a toiling farmer chewing a grain of harvest.

"My lord, what are you going to do with this guy?" asked Becky Becky, holding Gilles de Ray, who had fainted in one hand, to Edward, the Black Prince, who was admiring the view.

"Yo, there's still a hint of snort, what a hard guy. Edward, the Black Prince, tested Jill's condition and said unexpectedly, "Isn't he looking for his own Joan of Arc? ”

"Yes, sir. ”