I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

"Joan of Arc Dacre, the Supreme Court now reads the verdict to you.

Joan of Arc, a major war criminal, joined the Third Army of the West French Army in early 1915 and served successively as assistant to the army commander, staff officer, and general staff officer.

Participated in and commanded many battles against Prussia and Germany. During the Berlin Blitz, Joan of Arc commanded the army to kill more than 300 prisoners and non-combatants in the Wolfsburg area, most of whom were young and old.

On the battlefield of Verdun, the army commanded by Joan of Arc slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Germans.

In the second half of 1916, Joan of Arc committed a brutal war crime, dropping weapons to bomb Dresden and leveling the entire city.

Hundreds of thousands of innocent people died in this bombing.

Based on the above conclusion, the first paragraph of Article 291 of the Criminal Procedure Code; Article 4, Paragraph 2, Article 23, Paragraph 3, and Article 46, Paragraph 1 of the Hague Regulations;

Articles 2 and 3 of the Convention on the Treatment of Prisoners in Time of War;

Article 1, Article 2, paragraph 2, Article 3, paragraph 1, and Article 11 of the Regulations on the Trial of War Criminals; Article 28, the first paragraph of Article 56, and Article 57 of the Criminal Law.

Because the crimes committed by the criminals were so heinous, the courts invoked the abolished penalties.

War criminal Joan of Arc Dacre was sentenced to be burned at the stake. "

The Supreme Court in Berlin was Prussia's highest legal institution. Only the most heinous criminals and complex cases that could not be tried by lower courts were dealt with here.

The entire courtroom was very large and empty, and the judge in a wig even had echoes when he recited, looking very majestic.

Joan of Arc stood in the middle hearing seat, quietly listening to the judge's verdict.

Her hands and feet were bound by chains, and she was still wearing the Western French military uniform, with her long blond hair hanging casually behind her head.

She is not very tall, about 1.68 meters, and due to many days of malnutrition, her figure looks very thin.

Her face was pale, but her eyes remained unchanged, and her body even stood straight, and she did not lower her head because of the sentence pronounced by the judge above.

The verdict was very long, several thousand words long, and most of it was about things she had never done. It can be said that they went to great lengths to confirm her guilt.

Behind her stood many soldiers and many upper-class people from Berlin, while behind the wide open door stood many civilians, who were also listening.

Hearing this penalty, the upper-level personnel and soldiers behind him were very excited and clapped behind.

The civilians were also talking in the rear.

Soon, the presiding judge finished reading the verdict and looked at Joan of Arc.

"Joan of Arc Dacre, can you plead guilty?"

"Not guilty." Joan of Arc said, raising her head slightly.

"I have a clear conscience for what I did in this war.

All the Western French soldiers who died in this war died defending their homeland.

I will not tarnish their bravery and justice in the slightest.

Slander and smear will not wash away the sins you committed in this war.

History will give justice. "

"Not guilty?" The judge narrowed his eyes and said with suppressed anger, "Not even a hint of green has grown on the land of Dresden."

"So, why were you cast into Katyusha?" Joan of Arc asked.

The judge stared at Joan of Arc quietly, "So, does the defendant have any other evidence?"

"Evidence?" There was a touch of contempt in Joan of Arc's eyes, "Everyone in the world knows that you are launching a war of aggression, not a patriotic war.

It's okay to deceive others, but don't let lies deceive yourself. That's very sad. "

Being ridiculed by Joan of Arc, the justice's face was full of anger.

“It’s useless if you don’t plead guilty, the evidence is overwhelming and the verdict has been handed down.

Someone, take her to the Old Market Square and punish this witch who has committed such a heinous crime in front of the citizens of Berlin! "

The soldiers on one side came over and pulled Joan of Arc out of the court.

Originally, according to normal procedures, the execution should have taken place a few days after the trial.

But obviously, since the signing of the armistice treaty, the domestic chaos has made Malfoy very anxious. He is eager to push Joan out so that the people can have an outlet.

So at noon on the day of the trial, Joan of Arc was pushed to the execution ground.

It wasn't even a place of execution, but in a public square, they set up a frame for burning at the stake.

Burning at the stake was abolished many years ago because it was too cruel and caused the deceased to suffer tremendous pain before death.

The most common death penalty in this era was hanging, but obviously, perhaps another person named Joan of Arc died at the stake. Malfoy was afraid of Joan's supernatural power and wanted to kill her in the same way.

Or maybe it's because Malfoy simply hates Joan of Arc and wants to execute her in a more cruel way.

Joan of Arc walked in chains to the old market square of Rouen, where the execution was to take place.

There were people on both sides of the streets she passed. Ever since she left the small village, she had been surrounded by all kinds of adoring people, and all she could hear were cheers and praises.

But now there was a large and mocking crowd surrounding the roadside, clamoring to kill her.

It seemed that in an instant, she was the enemy of the whole world.

Her steps were very steady, she said nothing, and she held her head high, as if everyone around her were noisy flies and could not affect her at all.

She was silently led up the steps and burned at the stake.

There were many people around the square, and Malfoy may have informed the whole city about the execution in advance.

A lot of firewood was placed around her, and even gasoline was poured on it, but the distance was far away from the stake, so that she would not die so quickly.

She slowly turned her head and looked at the other side of the square, where was the balcony of a high-end restaurant.

Malfoy sat on it with his legs crossed, looking at her with interest. There was tea on the coffee table beside him, and there was even a waiter protecting him from the sun.

Jeanne didn't say anything, she just turned her head.

What is truly frightening is the night before the trial. The waiting is always the most excruciating.

But when it came to this moment, Jeanne's heart was very peaceful.

After ordering the bombing of Dresden, many nights, many nightmares appeared in her dreams, which were the despair and fear of the people of that city as they faced the last moment.

Although, as she said, she did not regret dropping the nuclear bomb, as a devout believer, she was still shrouded in guilt for the loss of such a large number of lives at her hands.

But now, this fire seems to be able to wash away the pain in her heart.

Before coming to Berlin, she had no preparations to go back alive.

Joan of Arc kept praying, looking at the soldiers in front of her, and begged, "Can you place a cross in front of me?"

The soldier who carried out the execution was the soldier who had followed Malfoy into Montjuic a few nights ago. After they looked at each other, they found two sticks and put them together and handed them to her.