Joan of Arc was not a fool, so he naturally knew that battle was not so much a victory for France, but rather an unusual farce. She was obviously cheated. Joan of Arc asked himself to save France from the fire and fight for France. He was betrayed by his own people. She asked herself that she could not bear this treatment, so that after that, she dared to attack Paris with hundreds of people. But it was because Joan of Arc was already in a daze at that time. And when Sekend explained the matter clearly, Joan of Arc's mood was up and down, and then he couldn't breathe and fainted.

At this moment, when Egil said this, France won. Joan of Arc was naturally very strange. He knew in his heart that it was probably what transaction between Egil and Philip II. He was a bargaining chip in this transaction. But what was the content of this transaction? Why did Egil agree to make peace with him when he had a full advantage, give up Paris, and help Philip II arrest him? What benefits did Philip II give him?

Joan of Arc's strategic thinking is pretty good. However, because there are too few sources of intelligence, it is limited to between France and Norman. So I can't figure out what's going on.

But then again, this world knows what's going on. There are probably only one and a half people. That one is naturally the person involved, Egil. And that half is a little sensible and only comes out of speculation. Since these two guys are all direct beneficiaries of this incident, the possibility of leaking secrets is basically zero.

That's right. Egil doesn't want to tell others about this matter anymore. Just hide it as black history. I don't know if scholars who study history can restore this matter a thousand years later. If so, then whether his words can be accepted is also a question.

But what if he doesn't matter. Egil shrugged. This kind of thing is his bird's affairs.

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

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

"Diet. After you fainted, they thought you died. So they launched an attack on Paris. After that, they were killed by my army." Egil replied very honestly.

"So that's it. I've hurt them." Joan of Arc sighed softly. Then he seemed to say to himself.

"..." Could it be that I wanted me to comfort her?

Although I thought so, Egil had no intention of speaking at all. He just looked at the girl quietly and cried.

Maybe it's because I've passed the age of sadness in spring and autumn. I feel that the girl looks very cute when she sighs. At the same time, I noticed that because I haven't washed my face recently, my face is a little dirty. There is nothing else...

But in the end, Egil decided to comfort the girl a little. Nothing else, just because the other party is a girl. So, the profession of a girl is really popular, especially in front of Yixing.

"Well, although this is a bit inappropriate for me to say. But this is war. If it is war, people will die.

Even Furu cannot be avoided. What's more, he is a person on the battlefield."

"Is that true..." Joan of Arc is also a person who is used to life and death. After his state has passed, he is no longer sad. He still looks at Egil calmly: "So, now" my question has been asked, and Your Majesty can explain the purpose of coming."

Egil nodded and asked directly: "What do you think if I invite you as a general under my jurisdiction? Although I have not been dating you for a long time, I can also see that you are very talented, especially for war and religious things. If you can get talent like you, then it is really my blessing..."

"Although I feel very appreciated by Your Majesty, I will just treat this matter as if I had never said it."

Lou De replied.

"But, by the way, I want to ask you a little bit," Egil said: "For what reason did you fight against me? France's self-reliance and people?"

Joan of Arc nodded and said nothing.

"Then you should understand. I am a more merciful and better ruler than Philip II. Under my rule, the people of the Norman Kingdom lived very well, at least much better than France. So if"

"No, it has nothing to do with this." Joan of Arc shook his head, feeling completely unsatisfied by me.

"Although it's a bit shameless to say that, if I have obtained France, then the French will live better. If you don't believe it, I can show you the evidence." Egil continued: "Just yesterday" I signed a treaty with France and gave up the Ile-de-France region, and the residents of the entire Ile-de-France were all very disappointed. It should be said that they were despairing. It was as serious as the disillusionment was shattered. "It's because of the liberation of the serfs." Joan of Arc interrupted me directly: "It's indeed a very good decree. From the perspective of the ruler, you are indeed a very amazing person."

"Has it been exposed? Egil snorted in his heart. As expected, this kind of decree can only deceive the serf who has no knowledge. It's wrong. Speaking of which, Joan of Arc is just a shepherd girl." Why did she know so much? It's really strange.

"That's the case, that kind of thing." Egil shrugged and said, "Then, let's change the topic."

"Please say. Joan of Arc sighed softly: "Speaking of this, the conversation with His Majesty is the one I have talked the most in recent times. There is nothing else to do except being dazed. "That's it." I nodded: "In the future, I will ask someone to bring some books to relieve you." When I said this, I suddenly remembered that this girl seemed to be illiterate, so I didn't say anything anymore, but just smiled apologetically at her.

"Oh, if it's this, it's a great help." Joan of Arc nodded: "Thank you very much."

"Eh? That, you're not,"

"In a few months, basic literacy should be fine. Of course, please try to find French books.

Other words" Joan of Arc smiled apologetically, saying that he only learned the meaning of French.

He is really a good kid who loves to learn. Egil's evaluation of Joan of Arc in his heart has risen again.

"You really don't think about it?" Norman generals are very well treated, and the title of Count is not, if you want, the Marquis can do it, too.

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"No need."

Well, this is the second time that Egil has been rejected by Joan of Arc. Ordinary people say that they have tragedy twice in a row within an hour, and basically the guys who have suffered such tragedies will be in a slump. However, people like Egil are thick-skinned or ordinary kings are thick-skinned. So Egil didn't feel any discomfort at all. He still sat in front of Joan of Arc with a smile.

"If that's the case, I'm sorry." Egil sighed softly: "For your destiny, although I tried my best to save you, it seems that you don't appreciate it. This is too sad."

"Please say it." Joan of Arc still said nothing in a wavering manner.

"Your Excellency will follow us back to Normandy. There you are here to be judged by God to judge whether you are a witch. Of course, because of your identity, the judgment is absolutely executed. All the people, judges, pastors, and the nobles and witnesses who heard the trial are all Norman government, that is, my people. You will definitely be sentenced to guilt, then on the stolen rack and burned to death."

"It's over?" Joan of Arc listened to me very seriously and asked this afterwards.

"Yes, if you really receive the so-called blessing from God, please prove it to me at that time."

"If I can, I will." Joan of Arc nodded, as if he was not talking about his own life and death. But today's dinner. He was extremely light and quiet. He was extremely indifferent, extremely...

Egil felt that he was about to get into her. It was just a little bit, just a little bit.

"Why don't you understand yet?" Egil was anxious. He said before just to scare Joan of Arc. Of course, it was impossible to really grill Joan of Arc. But seeing her so persistent and unconscious, Egil felt that he was underestimated.

"If you don't resist, you won't die. Why don't you understand?!"

Joan of Arc was still looking at Egil quietly.

"Okay, actually, I have fallen in love with you since the first meeting. Really, please accept me, I have a very comfortable little marriage in Goth Castle, which allows you to live there safely..."

Joan of Arc still looked at Egil quietly.

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

Joan of Arc was still looking at Egil quietly.

So Egil had no other words to say, no matter how to threaten you, it would not work. Joan of Arc would not eat soft and hard, and was stubborn like a stone.

"At least give me a reason. Why refuse me?" Egil asked: "Isn't it great to live? Your mission as the so-called savior has been completed. What else do you want to do? Is it so difficult for you to admit defeat?"

"My life and death do not depend on myself. It is you. His Majesty the King." Joan of Arc replied.
Chapter completed!