I am a master, I have the final say

Through Joan's illiteracy weakness, her testimony was modified to be completely detrimental to her, and then she was put on jail on the modified testimony, and finally she was burned to death by her heretical notoriety.

Of course, this is what happened in official history, and in this world, the situation is completely different. Although the position of the church remains the same, and even their power is stronger, the situation of Joan of Arc has changed. No one is better than her. Knowing where the Lord exists, and with the Lord's support, she is fearless even in the face of a behemoth like the church.

She did not hesitate in how to choose between the aristocratic church and the French people. The moment she walked into this chamber, she had decided that even if she completely broke with the aristocracy and the church, she would lead her troops to repel the British. Liberate one's own country.

A clear goal gave Joan the courage to fear everything. She coldly looked at the church and aristocratic personnel who questioned and insulted her. After they vented and their voice gradually fell, she finally said: " The French people are suffering. Their lives are threatened, their property is looted, and their homes are easily trampled on by intruders. Coming along the way, I saw countless families of French people who died and wives were scattered in their faces. They don’t see the slightest peace of mind, only fear and anxiety. They don’t know when cruel wars will come to them. They just yearn for peace... and what about you?"

"When the blood of the French people was flowing, you were sitting here in Chinese clothes. When the French people could not even see the hope of survival, you were arguing about the so-called aristocratic etiquette. The hard-earned money is handed over to you as taxes, and when you only hope to give them a stable environment, you dismiss the common people. Do you... really know the shame?"

Joan raised his hand and pointed one by one from the nobles and church personnel. "You are eating the flesh of the French people and drinking the blood of the French people. When the French love to endure hardship and desire your asylum, you I only care about my own interests and are unwilling to lend a helping hand. Even if I want to save France, you are still trying to suppress me, punish me or even stop me. Do you have to wait until this country is destroyed before you can let go of the fight for power? Your mind?"

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, a nobleman stood up suddenly and glared at Joan, as if he was about to rush to fight with Joan at any time, even the nearby soldiers were alarmed.

The nobleman was very handsome, at least twice the size of Joan, but Joan didn't even look at him.

"Sit down for me!"

After the four words, Joan’s voice was not loud, but it fell in these people’s ears like thunder, with a strong shock, even the air seemed to have a heavy pressure, everyone They both closed their mouths reflexively and stared at Joan blankly, and the nobleman who stood up and accused Joan of Arc even plopped and sat back.

In an instant, there was silence in the chamber.

With her aura alone, Jeanne shook the entire French ruling class.

The suppression and troubles of the nobles, the questioning and anger of the church personnel, these, Joan did not take it as a thing. She was subjected to the insults and reproaches of the people, and she was not patient or waiting for them to vent. Because of her clarity, these people have been completely blinded by their interests. Their eyes can only see their own interests, and they cannot see the suffering and hope of the people. It is useless to say more to them.

From the beginning, she didn't think these people were the companions she wanted to fight for.

They are, enemies!

Since there is no reason to say, then there is no need to say anything.

"If you don’t want to lend a helping hand, it doesn’t matter, you just continue to stay in a stable environment, wearing Chinese clothes, eating delicious food, and enjoying the elegant life of your nobles, but... I will fight! I will fight The British fought hard to the end and drove them out of France so that they would never invade France again! I will do what you don’t want to do, and I will do what you cannot do, and I hope you There is only one thing to do...please don't stop me!"

Following Joan's remarks, the atmosphere in the chamber has slightly changed, and the most exciting one is the military.

For a long time, the military has been the main combatant. They are not afraid of death and just want to drive out the British. However, in terms of political stance, the highest rank in the military is a few small nobles, and their actions have always been influenced by the nobles. There is almost no right to speak.They want to fight, but whether they can fight or not is up to the nobles.

They have always hoped that there can be a strong figure who can resist the oppression of the nobles and the interests of the noble class, so that they can go to death with the British without any worries... Unfortunately, there has been no such thing in the past. People appear until now!

Also excited is Crown Prince Charlie. Because of the intricacies and interest chains between the nobles, the royal power has been divided. He, the crown prince, does not have much real power. Now someone helps him suppress the nobles. That is really good.

On the other hand, the nobles were shocked by Joan's momentum, but could not say a word.

The church is a little better than the nobles. They do not participate in political struggles, and the pressure on them is much less. However, Joan of Arc has not given clear instructions for provoking the church's dogma.

So, a moment later, a bishop-level church member stood up and said to Joan, "How do you prove that God is in you?"

Again, this is a question with pitfalls, whether Joan answers or not.

But Joan did not answer.

"Woo..."

Because suddenly, the bishop seemed to have suffered a heart attack. He clasped his chest tightly with his hands, his face showed pain, and he couldn't breathe. Then, before the people around him could react, he banged. Fell to the ground with a sound.

When the people around him came back to their senses, the bishop was furious and died, and the silver-white cross on his chest was dyed black.

The cross was dyed black. For the church, this is evidence of blasphemy!

Joan looked at the fallen corpse and said calmly: "If I was the one who blasphemed the gods, why is he not me who died?"

At this moment, the people in the church looked at Joan again, full of awe, and they dared not say anything more.

At this point, the political war between Joan of Arc and the aristocratic church is over. Due to the bishop's bizarre death, the church dare not speak any more, let alone question Joan, and the nobles who are more afraid of death than church personnel can no longer afford it. The slightest storm.

No one can be sure whether Joan has the grace of God, and no one can deny it, but the bishop who questioned Joan is dead, which is enough to make anyone trying to suppress Joan retreat.

Finally, in an environment that eliminates all pressure, Crown Prince Charlie appointed Joan of Arc as the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, commanded all French troops, and bestowed the royal flag with the iris flag.

She is now qualified to represent both the military and the royal family.

At the end of the meeting, when she walked to the door of the chamber, Joan seemed to think of something. He looked back at the nobles and church personnel and said: "By the way, God asked me to convey a word, He said... God loves the world. , But I will never love you."

After the words, Joan turned and left.

And these nobles and church personnel suddenly felt like they had been hollowed out, lying in their respective positions.

Others don't understand what happened, and they don't know it themselves, but if there are figures at the level of gods here, they will find that they are cursed by gods.

Under this curse, their life's luck was permanently stripped away.

325 Condensed World Line

"I just... was it too tough?"

After leaving the Chamber, Joan did not immediately return to the station. Although she very much hoped to send troops to repel the British, after all, the appointment of troops is not something that can be completed with a single move, even if there is no pressure on the noble side. Still need a certain amount of time to negotiate and dispatch.

During this period, Joan of Arc was arranged to live in a house near the palace. The two soldiers she brought also lived in the next courtyard, surrounded by royal guards... At least for now, the crown prince Charlie's attitude towards Joan is still quite good, and he obviously regards Joan as the savior of France and even the maintenance of kingship.

From the perspective of ordinary people, Joan is undoubtedly an extremely strong character, so strong that he is not even like a woman, in the words of the high-heavy count, it is a human fortress.In fact, whether it is in the heart or in the body, Joan is indeed unreasonably strong, but only in front of Baicheng, she occasionally shows a fragile side.

Like this moment.

Joan returned to her residence, locked herself in the house, and asked Baicheng in front of her with some worry.For those French aristocrats, she treated them as enemies from the beginning and adopted an extremely tough approach. She did not regret it, but she was still somewhat worried about whether this approach would cause some bad consequences.

Only Baicheng can give her this answer.

"No, I think it's quite soft, after all, no one is dead." Bai Chengman replied indifferently.

"If it were you, what would you do?"

Baicheng said without hesitation, "Simple, kill all of them, and leave none."

Jeanne: "..."

Seeing Joan of Arc’s somewhat dangling expression, Bai Cheng smiled and said, “I’m not kidding. The so-called nobles in your country are no different from the pillar worms that corrode the pillars. I have seen a lot, although generations of generations will never be cleaned up, but no one is wronged, killing them all is good for the country... However, simply killing is the worst strategy, after all, they are in control. Too many rights also have a certain confidant. Once they die, the following will inevitably be chaotic and may even cause riots. For the current France, this is almost fatal."

"Then what is the best policy?" Jeanne asked immediately.

"The best policy is to suppress them all, confiscate their property, expropriate their army, and charge them and their children and relatives to the army. Although these fine clothes and food wastes may not be useful on the battlefield, they are dirty and tiring. Life can still be done. After all, even garbage has the value of recycling. Anyway, they have eaten so many people's fats, and they will not finish for several generations. There is no need to sympathize with them."

"But... this can't be done, right?" Joan frowned. Even if she had the power to sweep the army on the battlefield, she did not have the confidence to suppress all the domestic aristocratic class. That invisible chain of interests was almost an unshakable behemoth. , Breaking through with force will end up hurting both sides, not helpful to save France, and it is too cruel.

"Yeah." Baicheng shrugged, "You can't do it, and I can't do it. Even if it breaks and then stands, it must first be possible to stand up. Now, this political system itself is outdated. Corrupt, there is no possibility of standing up. If you hit too hard, you will only kill the entire country with one punch. So... you have done a good job. As long as they don't interfere with your battle, it will be the greatest victory."

"Since you say so, then I'm relieved." Joan nodded, and then there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "What did you mean by that sentence you wanted me to convey to them?"

"Oh, that, it just took away their luck."