The Dragon That Devours the World

At the coronation ceremony, King Charlie announced in public that Jeanna was given the status of a knight, and she was permanently exempted from taxes in the village of Donremi where she was born. From then on, Jeanna Aker can add a nobleman's D in the middle of her name, namely Jeanna D. Aker, or call her Jeanna Daac.

However, Jeanne only declined the gift of King Charles, so the King transferred her title to her brother.

This was a pleasant thing at first, but...

"What? Make peace with the British and the Burgundians?"

At the palace banquet, many nobles and generals sat together, happily celebrating the recent victory, but when Jeanna heard the news, she looked at the French king beside her in amazement.

As a favor to Jeanne, this former country shepherdess was allowed to sit beside the king, at the top of the banquet, and participate in the core of power in France.

Faced with the shock on Jeana's face, Charlie shook his head.

"Janna, you know how to win the war, but the victory alone is not enough. At present, the British and the Burgundians are interested in temporary peace talks. We should agree..."

"There is no need for peace talks at all! They are just delaying time!"

But before the King was finished speaking, Jean Na anxiously interrupted him, couldn't help but stood up and said loudly.

Her fierce voice even silenced the laughter at the bottom of the banquet.

The nobles and generals looked at each other, looking at each other, a little at a loss. Charlie, who was interrupted, was also a little unhappy, but he still looked at the noble generals first, pressed a few hands, comforted them, and signaled that it was OK. Then, the laughter in the banquet gradually sounded.

Jeanna also realized that she was too excited, and had to resist what she wanted to say, and sat back on the seat again.

"My king, the British had to give in only because of their heavy casualties. The Burgundians only followed the British. Don't believe them, we should continue to win and pursue!"

Jeanna lowered her voice and tried to persuade the King of Law beside her.

However, Charlie sighed while looking at Jeanne in front of him.

"But... we don't have any money left. We should rest and rest for a while and wait for the opportunity. The British are indeed being beaten by you, but we are also exhausted."

"We can borrow debts from merchants and collect military expenses. As long as we capture Paris and drive off the British, we have a way to repay the money."

However, Jeanna still persisted in persuading her, and Charlie, who had always trusted Jeanna, fell silent.

Does Jeanna make sense? Of course it makes sense.

Since the victory, the businessman was originally willing to invest more money in funding because of his distrust of Charlie, but for Charlie, he was hesitant.

He is not a very ambitious person. After he can solve his plight, he doesn't want to fight anymore, or... he doesn't want to risk the possibility of being defeated again.

Take it as soon as you see it.

Charlie thought so, but this Jeanne obviously didn't want to think so.

And after seeing the Lord who was persuading him not to move, the young girl lowered her head and fell silent for a while, and then she made an amazing move.

He stood up, ignored the many staring gazes, and left the table directly.

"Janna!"

Behind him, a familiar voice eagerly sounded, but Jeanna didn't care about it, and still chose to leave straightforwardly.

At the banquet, the young general who stood up and opened his mouth to call for Jeanna, after hesitating for a while, he still said to the king at the top of the banquet.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to leave for a while."

As he said, he quickly followed the young girl and left together.

The other generals also looked at each other, then stood up together and said in unison.

"Your Majesty, please..."

"His Majesty……"

One, two, three... In the end, almost all the generals chose to leave and follow the young girl, as if the King was not their leader, but the young girl was just ordinary.

And in the end, only the nobles who looked at each other and the King of Law who closed their eyes and meditated at the top of the banquet were left.

...

Half a month later, there was something that made both Britain and France jaw-dropping. The saint of Orleans led those generals and troops who believed in herself and drove all the way to the British-occupied city of Paris. The citizens of Paris refused to surrender. Then prepare to besiege the city.

However, the French King Charles learned the news and hurriedly ordered the messenger to order the woman to withdraw. In the end, the Saint of Orleans, who had only besieged Paris for one day, failed to capture Paris and had to choose to withdraw.

The British troops in Paris were grateful for it, but the King of France was devastated. Because the British broke the treaty without authorization, the British and Burgundy first tried to interrogate the King. Charlie had to admit to giving up some territories as compensation for breaking the treaty.

After that, the French king did not allow Jeanne to lead the army, but let her stay in the court and let her learn the etiquette among the nobles. During the Duke Alençon attacked Normandy in northern France, trying to get the Saintess of Orleans to join the expedition. In the army, Charlie did not agree.

In spite of this, Charlie's grace for Jeanna has not been reduced. Jeanna is given the power to sit next to Charlie. In terms of status alone, Jeanna seems to be France’s one person and above ten thousand people. Wang is an unquestioned French icon who is enthusiastically sought after by all the people in France.

So that the French aristocrats couldn't help complaining: We didn't even know that the French king is a woman.

Yes, the Vice-King of France, there is no shortage of voices calling the saint of Orleans that way.

According to the ideal standard for classical monarchs in the Middle Ages, Jeanne was actually a perfect feudal monarch, religious in faith, flawless in morality, pioneering, courageous and fearless, possessing almost absolute authority in the army, and able to fight endlessly with the generals. Forced to make a final decision.

Medieval Europe was a world that relied on the feudal aristocratic system. Monarchs often existed more as military leaders, and administration was regarded as the affairs of ministers.

Therefore, in the West, almost all political affairs are entrusted to trusted ministers, and no ministers are seen all the year round. Charles I, who has been in war every year so that he was captured, is called the "Lion Heart King" in awe; while in the East, he is keen on military affairs. He expands, eats and lives with soldiers. As the emperor who should be protected at the center of the three armies, he still has a record of killing enemies with his own hands. Zhu Huzhao, who has the same brave style as his ancestor Ming Taizu and Ming Chengzu, can only be served by civil officials The insinuation is "Wu Zong".

Yes, being a monarch in the Middle Ages is as simple as that. It is more like being a general than being a monarch.

But because of this, there was a dispute in the French court.

"It can't go on like this! Your Majesty, we can't tolerate this arrogant woman staying in the court."

An elderly courtier persuaded, and in this small meeting ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Charlie, who was sitting at the top, was silent. He held his head with his hand and gently rubbed his temples with his eyes Hesitate.

He doesn't hate that woman.

From the beginning, if it were not for his trust, the country girl would not have gone to this day. Even now, although he was dissatisfied with the woman's unauthorized actions, he still believed her unexpectedly.

In a daze, those eyes that once looked at him sincerely reappeared in his mind...

At that time, even he himself had the idea of ​​giving up, but only the woman kept saying that he was the only orthodox French king.

Her trust was flawless, as clear as glass, it was that trust that made him choose to believe her, but now...

Sitting on the throne, the silent King leaned weakly on the throne, raised his head, his eyes blankly looking at the uppermost sky. He didn't notice, there seemed to be a muttering sound in his ears, as if urging him to make a certain decision.

After a long time, the open palm finally clenched into a fist.