The Dragon That Devours the World

France, the city of Rouen next to Paris.

In the gloomy prison, there are dots of fire on both sides of the passage. There are many prisoners, thieves, robbers, murderers, infidels, troubled drunks... all kinds of people, there are different, and the fundamental crimes are different. Some are detained for a few days, while others may be detained to death or even executed.

However, only one cell was exceptionally special, because there was only one person in this cell.

Moreover, even if there are dozens of people in the other cells, they are only patrolled by a few jailers, but this cell is guarded by a few heavily armed soldiers outside the door. Obviously, the prison is very afraid of letting this person escape, so it is strict. Take care.

But in the cell, it wasn't a muscular man, or a scheming aristocrat, but a young girl.

In the dark cell, the ground was carefully swept away. In the corner of the wall, there was only a crucifixion cross and candles on both sides. This was the only request made by the girl.

Facing the cross in front of her, the young girl knelt in front of the cross, clenched her hands, and muttered in prayer, with a certain unshakable firmness in her calm eyes.

In all fairness, she is not that very beautiful type, but the youthful vigor on her face, and the peculiar calmness that has been cultivated through repeated trials and tribulations, makes her look inexplicably solemn and solemn, even if she is in jail. Nor did she shake her determination.

"It's really like a saint..."

A soldier next to the cell secretly glanced at the young girl in the candlelight, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. Even as an enemy, the woman in front of her is still awe-inspiring, not only because she became the commander of the French army at the age of seventeen, but also because she is regarded as a saint.

The saint of Orleans, who doesn't respect it?

...

Six months ago, no one thought that the Saintess of Orleans, who has become a French icon, would be captured by the Burgundians.

When he led his army to fight against the Burgundians in southeastern France, for some reason, the whereabouts of the army led by Jeanne was exposed and surrounded by the Burgundians who came after hearing the news. Although Jeanna took the lead, waving the banner in her hand to boost the morale of the soldiers, and repelling the Burgundian army twice, after all, the number was small, only a few hundred people, and she had to choose to retreat.

While retreating to the city of Compiègne, Jeanne insisted on covering the retreat for the soldiers, and finally evacuated, but when she was broken for the soldiers, the feared residents of Compiègne raised the suspension bridge first and were caught by Burgundy. Surrounded by people, Jeanna was captured in this way.

The Burgundians did not harm Jeanna, they just took care of Jeanna strictly and gave him a good hospitality. The French generals tried to redeem Jeanna, but the Burgundians refused, because the angry King of England was learning about Jeanna. Being captured, he bought Jeanne from the Burgundians at a high price of sixty thousand francs.

Among them, Charles Charles, who was supported by Jeanna to the throne alone, did not attempt to rescue him, because his finances were already extremely distressed and he was really unable to redeem him.

So after being imprisoned by the Burgundians for four months, Jeanne was sold to the English again, and the Englishmen imprisoned Jeanne in Rouen next to Paris, preparing to try Jeanne here.

This girl who saved France from life and death is like a piece of goods at the moment, being resold among several countries, but the girl did not complain, but silently endured her destiny and prayed to God. Occasionally ask the guards about the current situation in France.

When she knew the battles of her comrades and French generals, she always listened carefully. She smiled and blessed the victory of her comrades when she won, but she was worried and worried for their safety when she failed. worry.

But from the beginning to the end, she never thought about her safety, but always cared about her motherland.

"Do you never think about yourself?"

Once, the Duke of Burgundy couldn't help but said, and facing the monarch of Burgundy, Jeanna opened her eyes and said seriously.

"For France, I regard death as home."

...

"Rolling..."

Suddenly, there was a heavy creak, as if a door had been opened.

Jeanna was locked in the cell and couldn't see what was happening outside, but from the noisy footsteps she could guess that it seemed that someone was coming, and that's why there were so many footsteps hugging back and forth.

But what does this have to do with her.

Looking at the cross in front of her, Jeanna still murmured in prayer.

"Ahem... it smells really bad here."

In the distance, the squeaky master complained while coughing. His voice was very thin and didn't sound very old, like a little boy, and then it seemed that there was someone else nearby.

"Blessed by God... The Kings of England and France are here..."

Before the person arrives, the arrogant voice has already sounded, proclaiming the noble identity of the people who come.

"Wow..."

With the sound of the chain, the iron door that was firmly locked opened.

And immediately, it was as if light was shining in, even if she was facing the wall, Jeanna could still feel the strong light behind her, which was the light shining by many torches.

"You are that Jenny."

The arrogant, shrill child voice sounded, as if it were talking to a slave.

Jeanna is French, and if she speaks English, it is Jenny. It is obvious that the people behind her are specifically looking for her. But Jeanna didn't get up immediately, but continued to mutter and pray. After the end of the prayer, she stood up unhurriedly and looked behind her.

Surrounded by many firelights and luxuriously dressed people, is a young boy who is not as tall as Jeanna's waist. He seems to be only ten years old, wearing a relatively large robe, and is raising his head to look at Jeanna in front of him.

Although he was holding his head up, his arrogant gesture made people feel that he was not looking at Jeanna at all, because Jeanna was not worth his glance at all.

"If you mean that woman named Jeanne in French, then yes, I'm Jenny."

Jeanna nodded and said, she already knew who was standing in front of her.

King Henry of England, he is nine years old this year, but as one of the most powerful and powerful monarchs in the entire European continent, no one dares to despise him because of his age.

"Then you should kneel to me."

The indisputable child voice said proudly, and the natural tone was as natural as the rising of the sun.

"why."

Jeanna asked rhetorically.

"Because I am the King of France and your King, you should kneel to me!"

As if a little annoyed, the little boy said loudly. The voice was sharp and thin, which made people laugh, but no one in the room dared to laugh, because although the age of the British king was young, anyone who dared to disobey his will was fine. The decision is nothing to end.

But Jeanna shook her head, not at all dissatisfied with the arrogance and arrogance of the little boy in front of him, but stubbornly said.

"The king of France has only one person, and that is Charles, the French king who was crowned in Reims."

When he heard the name, the little boy in front of him clenched his fist tightly and couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Charlie... that abandoned prince is not qualified to be a king at all! France has been defeated. His father has long transferred the succession of the French king to my father. Those shameless French aristocrats have betrayed the agreement! I am the only France. king!"

What Henry said was exactly what happened after the Battle of Aginco. The defeated France was forced to sign an agreement with the United Kingdom. After the death of King Charles VI, the French throne will be inherited by Henry’s father Henry V. Therefore, the Hundred Years’ War It should have ended long ago.

But the amazing thing is that the two kings died almost at the same time, only a few days apart, so that the French nobles found an excuse to refuse to recognize Henry's succession to the throne.

In the eyes of this British king Henry, the French are all perfidious liars.

However, facing his doubts, Jeanna said calmly.

"The French don't need an Englishman to be the king. The French king can only be a French, and it must be a French."

She is not a very strong girl. On the contrary, her personality has always been very docile. She has always been the pious and simple shepherdess, but in her bones there is unexpectedly stubbornness. She is especially stubborn in important places. Willing to give in the slightest.

Henry in front of him puffed up, his face flushed, but he unexpectedly forbeared his anger, took a deep breath, and said unexpectedly and kindly.

"Kneel to me... Be loyal to me, be loyal to the King of France, and I will promise you freedom. I can give you what Charlie can give you, whether it's wealth or fiefdom, anything."

"I'm a Frenchman~www.readwn.com~ only loyal to King Charles, not loyal to King Henry."

But without any tact, Jeanna directly pushed back.

Henry's face became gloomy, and he said word by word.

"Then you will die here, I swear."

Jeanna did not answer him again, but turned around, closed her eyes, and prayed silently to the cross in front of her again.

There was silence behind him, followed by the sound of footsteps and curses turning and leaving. After a long time, I could still vaguely hear the angry voice of the immature child's voice in the distance.

"I want that woman to die!"

Numerous noises accompanied the young King to leave with the crowd, but Jeanna was still in the cell.

Opening his eyes, there was silence in the bright eyes.

"Die..."