"Joan of Arc?"

In the council chamber in the palace, Wilhelm II frowned slightly as he listened to the briefing of the middle-aged man in military uniform in front of him.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, she's exactly what she looks like she was in intelligence." The middle-aged man said.

"How did she get into Berlin?" Wilhelm II looked at the middle-aged man, his sharp eyes full of sharpness.

The middle-aged man subconsciously avoided his gaze.

"I don't know."

Wilhelm II's face showed a look of annoyance, "What the hell are you guys doing with intelligence work!?" ”

"Such a big living person only found out when he came to the gate of the palace.

When will you find out next time, after I'm assassinated!? ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head, he didn't dare to refute, he could only keep nodding his head in agreement.

Soon, Wilhelm II adjusted his emotions, he continued to ask.

"Who else but her?"

"She's alone." The middle-aged man replied.

Wilhelm II's brow furrowed even deeper, "She's alone?" ”

"Yes, she's the only one, our intelligence agents have confirmed it." The middle-aged man replied, "And she also said that she wanted to speak to you on behalf of the individual."

Wilhelm II fell silent, his fingers tapping lightly on one of the armrests, as if thinking about something.

"So, she's here to negotiate?"

"Seems to be."

Wilhelm II spoke, "Bring her in." ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man saluted Wilhelm II, and then slowly retreated.

A moment later, he walked into the council chamber with Joan of Arc.

Wilhelm II looked up and down at the legendary woman who had caused them so much trouble on the front lines.

She was younger than he could have imagined.

She looked to be less than twenty years old, and her appearance was weak.

Who would have thought that such a young girl could have such command ability on the battlefield.

Joan of Arc was also looking at the emperor who had brought Germany to the position of a world power.

His drooping left arm caught her attention.

According to rumors about the Kaiser, he suffered from Elb's palsy and atrophied left arm due to a breech birth at birth.

Far from achieving the desired results, the series of medical and sports treatments that followed after his baptism left him with pain and suffering that he will not forget for many years.

To compensate for this physical deficiency, William received rigorous military training from an early age, especially in equestrianism.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his experience that he has laid a foundation for his future future.

Wilhelm II looked at the middle-aged man, "You go down, I'll talk to her alone for a while." ”

"This" The middle-aged man was a little speechless and stopped.

"Do you think a girl under the age of twenty can hurt me?" Wilhelm II suppressed his anger and said.

"No, no." The middle-aged man hurriedly saluted Wilhelm II.

Then, he continued, "I'm just outside. ”

With that, he left the place and took the gate with him.

Time. The council chamber fell silent, except for him and Joan of Arc, and pins could be heard in the empty hall.

Wilhelm II sat on the throne and looked down on her, giving a great sense of oppression.

After a moment, Wilhelm II was the first to speak.

"I think that if the generals under my command saw you, no one would believe that the woman who caused them so much trouble would be so young."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "There is no one else here, you tell me the truth, is it you who defeated us on the front line, or are you the mascot pushed by West Farland?" ”

"It's not just me, indeed." Joan of Arc bowed her head and said, "Those who have defeated you are countless West Farnesians who are willing to throw their heads and shed their blood for their homeland. ”

"What you're saying really doesn't look like what a man your age should say." Wilhelm II muttered.

He leaned back on the chair of the throne, resting his right elbow on the armrest, his face resting on the back of his hand, and looked at Joan of Arc below with interest.

"I won't ask you how you came to Berlin.

Say, what are you here for? ”

"I came for peace." Joan of Arc said.

"Oh?" Wilhelm II's face was a little playful, "So, are you here to atone for everything you have done?" ”

"Defending the family and the country, I don't think it's a crime." Joan of Arc said calmly, "The only thing I did that could be called evil was to order that weapon to be dropped on Dresden, but I don't regret it. ”

"Don't regret it?" Wilhelm II sneered, "Good one doesn't regret it, do you know how many schools there are in that place that you bombed?" Do you know if the child who carried his schoolbag to school at noon that day thought that he would be reduced to ashes in an instant? ”

"They say that you are the messenger of God, tell me, Joan of Arc, has your God asked you to take away their lives?"

"My God asked me to end this war." Joan of Arc spoke slowly.

Her eyes were calm and did not show any signs of shame at the words of Wilhelm II.

"Wilhelm II, I can understand the anger in your heart. But apparently, you don't think about who those people died for. ”

"You have to be clear, it was you who started this war, it was your army that first set foot on our land, and it was your artillery that slaughtered our people first.

Now, tell me, should we sit back and watch you take away our land and our wealth, and kill our relatives and friends?

I never neglect the guilt of the life taken from me because of the joy of the life saved.

But ah, Wilhelm II, you never understood.

Their deaths, your ambition and madness, are absolutely responsible. ”

"Then our children deserve to die!?" Wilhelm II suppressed the anger in his heart.

Joan of Arc's eyes twinkled, "Look, this is hatred. ”

"As this war progresses, the hatred between us will grow deeper and more and will never end, and countless lives will be lost in this hatred"

Joan of Arc slowly raised her head, "So, I'm here, I'm here to put an end to this hatred." ”

"There is no point in fighting a war to this extent and continuing to fight it except for self-destruction."

"I told you so." Wilhelm II said slowly, "Unless you confess your sins before me, I will not sign any armistice." ”

Joan of Arc shook her head, "I will not confess my guilt, the heroic act of the West Farrans in resisting imperialist aggression is undoubtedly just. I will not give them this justice, and put a shadow on it. ”

Wilhelm II's face finally showed a trace of anger, "You didn't prepare anything, and you were ready to come to negotiate peace with me?" ”

"West Francand could be exempted from war reparations as humanitarian compensation for the bombing of Dresden." Joan of Arc said, "If this war continues, you will definitely lose." In the future, what you have signed will not be an armistice, but a defeated treaty! ”

(End of chapter)