Joan of Arc was not a fool, and naturally knew that the battle was more of a farce than a victory for France. She's obviously been cheated on. Joan of Arc asks herself to save France from fire and water, and fights for France wholeheartedly. As a result, he was betrayed by his own people. She asked herself if she couldn't stand this kind of treatment, and this would happen if she dared to attack Paris with a few hundred people. But because at that time, Joan of Arc was already dizzy. And wait until Sekkender makes things clear. Joan of Arc's mood fluctuated greatly, so he didn't come up in one breath and fainted.

To hear Egil say this again at this moment is a victory for France. Joan of Arc was strange, of course. I knew in my heart that it was probably a deal between Egil and Philip II. And he is a bargaining chip in this deal. But what was the content of the deal, and why did Egil agree to make peace with him when he had the full advantage, to cede Paris, and to help Philip II capture him, and what benefits did Philip II give him?

Joan of Arc's strategic thinking is not bad. But because there are too few intelligence sources. It was confined to France and Norman. So I can't figure out what's going on anyway. But then again. The world knows what this is all about. It's probably only one and a half people. That one, of course, was the party Egier. And that half, however, is half-understood, only out of speculation about Philip II. And given that both of these guys are the direct beneficiaries of this incident. So the possible surname of the leak is basically zero.

That's it, that's right. Egil didn't want to tell anyone else about it. Let's hide it as black history. I don't know if the scholars who study history will be able to restore this incident after a thousand years. And if so, whether his words can be accepted is also a question.

But whatever. Egil shrugged. This kind of thing is his business.

"Alright, that's the end of the question. Miss Joan of Arc, do you have any other questions?"

"Those soldiers...... I mean the soldiers who came with me. How are they?"

"It's dead. After you faint, they think you're hung up. So the attack was launched on Paris. After that, they were killed by my army. Egil replied very honestly.

"I see. I hurt them......" Joan of Arc sighed softly. After that, he said as if talking to himself.

"...... "Isn't it for me to comfort her?"

Although I think so. But Egil had no intention of speaking. Just quietly watched the girl cry.

Probably because the age of sadness and autumn has passed. In addition to thinking that the girl's emotional appearance is very cute. At the same time, I noticed that my face was slightly dirty because I hadn't washed my face for a while. There is nothing else...... Eventually, though, Egil decided to comfort the girl a little. Not for anything else, just because the other party is a girl. Therefore, the profession of a girl is really popular. Especially in the presence of a different surname.

"Well, though it's a little bit inappropriate for me to say that. However, this is war. If it's war, people die. Even women and children are not avoided. Not to mention the people who are on the battlefield. ”

"Is that so...... Joan of Arc is also accustomed to seeing life and death. This moment the state passed. It's no longer sentimental. Still looking at Egil very calmly: "Then, now, my question has been asked, and Your Majesty can explain his intentions." ”

Egil nodded, and then asked directly, "What do you think if I invite you to be my subordinate general?" But I can also see that Your Excellency is very talented, especially in warfare, and in religious matters. If you can get a talent like you. Then it's really a blessing for me......"

"Although I am grateful for Your Majesty's appreciation. But let's just take it as if it wasn't said. Joan of Arc replied.

"Still, I want to ask you a little bit. Egil said, "For what reason did you fight against me?

Joan of Arc nodded. Didn't speak.

Then you should understand. Compared to Philip II. I am a more benevolent and better ruler, and under my rule the people of the Norman kingdom are living very well—at least much better than in France. So, if—"

"No, it has nothing to do with it. Joan of Arc shook her head, not at all convinced.

"It's a bit shameless to say that, but if I had obtained the words of the French, then the French would have lived better. If you don't believe it, I can also show you the evidence. Egil continued: "Just yesterday, after I signed a treaty with France to give up the Île-de-France region, the whole inhabitants of Île-de-France were very disappointed - no, despair, I should say. It's as bad as being disillusioned—"

"It's because of the emancipation decree. Joan of Arc interrupted me directly: "It's a very good decree indeed." From the ruler's point of view, you are indeed quite a great character. ”

Cut, has it been debunked? Egil snorted inwardly. Sure enough, this kind of decree can only fool the uninformed serfs -- no, Joan of Arc is only a shepherdess, why does she know so much?

"Whatever, that kind of thing. Egil shrugged and said, "Well, let's change the subject." ”

"Speak. Joan of Arc sighed softly, "Speaking of which, this conversation with His Majesty is the one I have talked the most in recent times. Other times, there is nothing else to do at all except to be in a daze. "Well......" I nodded, "from now on, I will have some books for you—" As I said this, I suddenly remembered that the girl seemed to be illiterate, so I did not say any more, but smiled apologetically at her.

"Oh, if that's the case, it helps. Joan of Arc nodded, "Thank you very much." ”

"Eh, that's, you're not—"

"In a few months, basic literacy should be fine. Of course, try to find books in French. Other words......" Joan of Arc smiled apologetically. Indicates that he has only learned French.

He's really a good kid who loves to learn. Egir's evaluation of Joan of Arc rose again in his heart.

"Don't you really think about it - the Norman generals are very well paid, and the title of earl - no, if you want, the marquis can too-"

"-No. ”

Well, this is the second time Egil has been rejected by Joan of Arc. Ordinary people have two tragedies in a row within an hour, and basically everyone who has suffered such a tragedy will collapse. But people like Egil are thick-skinned - or the average king is thick-skinned. So Egil didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Still smiling in front of Joan of Arc.

"If that's the case, I'm sorry. Egil sighed softly, "For your fate." I'm trying my best to save you. But it seems that you don't appreciate it, and it's so sad. ”

"Say it, please. Joan of Arc still showed no wavering.

"Your Excellency will return to Normandy with us. There you will be judged by God to judge whether you are a witch or not. Of course, because of who you are. So the judgment is definitely an execution. All the people, the judges, the priests, the nobles and the witnesses who heard them, were all Norman axes, my men. You will definitely be found guilty. After that, he was burned at the stake. Burned alive. ”

"Is it over?" said Joan of Arc, listening intently to me.

"That's right, if you really have received the so-called blessing of God, please prove it to me when the time comes. ”

"If I could, I would. Joan of Arc nodded, as if she wasn't talking to me about her own life or death. It's like today's dinner. Extremely breezy and light. Extremely uncaring, extremely ...... Egil felt like he was about to fall in love with her. Just a little, a little.

"--Why don't you understand?!" Egil was anxious. What he said before was just to scare Joan of Arc. Naturally, it is impossible to really barbecue Joan of Arc. But seeing her so obsessive, Egil felt as if he was being underestimated.

"If you don't resist, you won't die - why don't you understand?!"

Joan of Arc still looked at Egil quietly.

"Well, actually, I've been in love with you since we first met. Really, please accept me, I have a very comfortable little cottage in Gothenburg where you can live in peace......"

Joan of Arc still looked at Egil quietly.

"Actually, I am the messenger of God, and if you marry me, you will be happy. ”

Joan of Arc still looked at Egil quietly.

As a result, Egil had nothing else to say, no matter how coercion or temptation worked. Joan of Arc does not eat hard and soft, and the stubborn is like a stone.

"At least give me a reason. Why did you reject me?" asked Egil, "Isn't it good to be alive?" Your mission as the so-called Savior has also been accomplished. What else do you want to do. Is it that hard for you to throw in the towel?"

"My life and death do not depend on me. It's you. His Majesty the King. Joan of Arc replied.

“...... The trial began five days later. Egil said one last word, then turned and left.

(To be continued)