I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 412 Not for you
Island in the sky.

Char sat at the tree stump table next to the pasture, playing a game of chess with Tony.

Below is the battlefield of Verdun, and the mushroom cloud from the battlefield even rushed to the vicinity of Sky Island.

Xia Ya stared at the mushroom cloud with lowered eyes and sighed.

"It's really amazing. How can an alchemist achieve this?"

"The Philosopher's Stone can achieve the transformation of matter. To explain it with modern science, it can aggregate and split neutrons and protons, convert light elements into heavy elements, and achieve the Midas touch of gold.

This is very similar to fusion and fission, but this is a relatively low-level usage and the energy loss is large.

Therefore, he should have used up the Philosopher's Stone he had accumulated over the years. It should be impossible to release a second such explosion. "

Xia Ya silently lifted a chess piece and took a step forward.

"It's not a good thing for immortals to invest too much emotion..."

Inside the Elysee Palace in Paris.

Joan of Arc and Joseph, as well as Cartier, the current president of West France, Tesla, Raleigh from Britannia and others are sitting in the president's office at the moment.

The Elysée Palace is an ancient building in Paris, the presidential residence and one of the important buildings in Paris.

It was built in the early 18th century AD and has a history of more than 200 years. The word "Elysee" comes from Greek, meaning "promised land, blessed land".

In 1718, Henry, Count of Dever, built this palace in the center of Paris and named it "Palais de Dever". It was designed by architect Arman-Claude Molay.

There is a clock and case files on the large desk with gilded edges and black paint, as well as a telegram. President Cartier is sitting behind the desk with a very serious look on his face.

"This is a battle report from the front line. An explosion similar to that of Dresden occurred on the battlefield of Verdun. It was very powerful.

Even though our troops had evacuated Verdun and were dozens of kilometers away from the center of the explosion, people were still burned. "

Then he pointed to the telegram on the other side.

"This was sent by William II personally. He said. We are not the only ones who have this kind of weapon. The reason why it was only released in the uninhabited Verdun is to prevent the sacrifice from continuing to expand."

"Haha." Laman sneered, "Do they know how many people their army killed in Verdun if they don't let the sacrifices continue to increase?"

Cartier's words continued, "He said that they could sign an armistice agreement with the Allied Powers that would not cede territory to each other or pay compensation, but there was one requirement."

He slowly raised his head and looked at Joan of Arc, "That means handing you over to Germany."

"This is impossible!" Raman said excitedly.

"I know, of course this is impossible." Cartier comforted, "She is the hero of West France. How can we personally deliver the hero of West France to the enemy? We will not fall into this low-level alienation plan. , listen to us first."

He looked around and said, "If we don't agree, then we will continue the war, but we have to sign a treaty with them to stop using super-standard weapons.

Otherwise, we will die together. "

Joseph frowned slightly.

"Do they still want to fight?" Raman also frowned deeply, "Given the situation in their country, can they still fight?"

"It should be that the explosion gave the people some confidence." Cartier whispered softly.

He looked at Joseph, "Joseph, what do you think?"

"In any case, even if a treaty is signed not to use such weapons, the intensity of the war will always be limited, so they are putting pressure on us." Joseph said, "Test our bottom line, and then cease the war. Strive for more rights in the agreement.”

"Ha, that's ridiculous!" Raman gritted his teeth, "Obviously they started this war, so even if we don't try these war criminals, they still want to gain benefits?"

"If they want to fight, then fight them!" Raman said sternly, "I don't believe how long they can last. I will personally lead the army into Berlin and send William II to the gallows!"

"Calm down first, Raman." Joseph said calmly.

Raman took a deep breath and sat back down.

Joseph frowned and continued, "The war has reached this level, I think, not just us, but both sides have the intention to cease the war.

The crux of the matter still lies in how the treaty should be signed. "

"We Katyusha only have one shot." Joan of Arc spoke at this moment. She turned her head and looked at everyone present, "But we don't know if the enemy still has the ability to attack a second time."

"We have Britannia, scientists from Beichen and Northern Russia, and even Mr. Tesla, but even we only have one round of this weapon on hand now. I don't believe they will have a second round." Raman said.

At this time, Tesla, who had been silent on one side, slowly said, "Not necessarily."

Everyone looked at him.

"In my opinion, this kind of weapon has to surpass this era for at least 30 years." He said in a low voice, "At first, I thought that no one except me could realize it in this era, but everything that happens now is beyond confirmed my prediction."

He slowly got up from the sofa, came to the window and looked out.

"I don't know, have you noticed that once we have a technological breakthrough, Germany will also get a similar technological breakthrough.

For example, our mecha technology, land ship technology, shallow water ship technology, and even today's weapons.
Within Germany, there is a mysterious scientist. His fame may not be as famous as mine, but his existence is even comparable to that of an entire country. "

Tesla's words made the faces of those present look very solemn, because it is undeniable that what he said is indeed correct.

If it weren't for the opponent's constantly updated technology over the years, the Allies would have won this war long ago.

Cartier covered his head with a headache, "There is no need to spread the word about this matter for the time being. We will talk about it after we have figured out a solution."

He looked at Raman and said, "Raman, go and arrange a room for our distinguished guest at the Elysee Palace."

Raman nodded and looked at Tesla, Reilly and the others, "Sir, please follow me."

"Joan of Arc, you also go with them." Cartier said.

Jeanne nodded and followed them out.

The Elysée Palace is a two-story building made of large stones.Hosting the symmetrical wings are two platforms, surrounded by gardens in the middle, with a simple and solemn appearance.

The interior is also splendid everywhere.The walls of each living room are decorated with gilded fine wood. Famous oil paintings and exquisite tapestries are hung on the walls. It is surrounded by gilded carved furniture and rare artworks from the 17th and 18th centuries, as well as glittering clocks and large chandeliers, making this place feel like a... A museum.

Joan of Arc came to Paris for the second time, but she did not have the opportunity to come to the Elysee Palace because she spent most of the time on the front line.

A village girl like her has no chance to go to a place of this level, but she just came back from the Winter Palace not long ago, so she won't lose her temper when she sees the decoration here.

However, she stopped again when she was about to reach the bedroom door. She turned her head to look at Raman and asked.

"Is there the largest telegraph transmission system in West France inside the Elysée Palace?"

Raman nodded, "Information from across the country and from intelligence systems in various places will be compiled here."

"Can you send a telegram to St. Petersburg?" Joan asked.Raman frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and confirmed, "It should be no problem."

There was a glimmer in Jeanne's eyes, "Help me send some information to St. Petersburg. I want to ask them some questions."

Raman frowned and thought for a moment, "What do you want to ask?"

Jeanne opened her mouth slowly and told him the question she wanted to ask.

After a moment, Raman nodded, "I understand, but I'm not sure when the other party will respond."

"I can wait," said Joan.

Raman nodded to her, then turned and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Joan of Arc also opened the door on one side and walked in.

This is the bedroom in the east corner of the Elysee Palace. This is a place specially used to receive distinguished guests. It is not the place where she should live. However, she does not have a fixed residence in Paris, and Cartier also feels that it is appropriate to arrange her to other hotels. not too good.

The decoration inside is naturally extremely luxurious, and everything has a historical look.

She stayed in this room for a while, until it gradually became dark. Raman opened the door again and walked in, handing her a piece of paper with many words written on it.

"St. Petersburg also learned about the Verdun battlefield, so it has been paying attention to the news on our side." Raman said.

Joan of Arc nodded, "I understand, you go down first."

Raman nodded, nodded to Jeanne, and then retreated from here, closing the door behind him.

Joan of Arc found a chair in front of the dressing table and sat down, and began to read the information on this piece of paper quietly. There were waves in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

It wasn't until the sky thundered that she slowly moved the information in her hand to the candle on one side and lit it, and the flame quickly ignited the paper in her hand.

The paper quickly burned into ashes in her hands.
She slowly stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window on one side, looking out at Paris.

Dark clouds stretched across the night sky, and the early summer breeze was filled with the smell of smoke and photoelectricity.

As she came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, sporadic raindrops continued to drip. The crystal and heavy raindrops were like copper plates falling from the sky.

The heavy rain was pattering on the ground, and even a blinding flash of lightning and deafening thunder streaked across the sky above the city, seemingly unable to stop the night that fell on the earth in an instant.

She raised her head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, just like her heart at the moment.

She clasped her hands together and placed them on her chest, murmuring in a low voice and reciting some kind of prayer.
After an unknown amount of time, a voice came from behind her.

"Are you looking for me?"

Jeanne opened her eyes slightly, turned her head slowly, and saw a familiar figure standing behind her at some point.

It is still a white magic robe, and the white semi-long hair is casually scattered behind the head. Although it looks like she is only in her 20s, it makes people feel like her soul is hanging down from the soles of her feet like a weeping willow, which is completely invisible. age.

Gujing Wubo's eyes seemed to contain the stars of the universe.

In fact, many times, whenever Joan of Arc prayed, the existence in front of her would respond to her.

Whisper in your own ear, answer your questions, and chat with yourself.

Many times, she gives herself a lot of direction.

The previous explosion on the battlefield of Verdun saved tens of thousands of West French people from death because of his reminder.

However, this was the first time that his real body appeared in front of him like this.

"I'm a little confused now." Jeanne murmured in a low voice. "In order to end this war quickly, hundreds of thousands of people died at my hands. But now it seems that we have opened a Pandora's box. From now on, A larger number of people may die in this war that has suddenly increased in intensity."

"Destiny is so dramatic and cruel." Xia Ya said.

Suddenly, Joan of Arc slowly raised her head and looked at Char, "Can you take me to Berlin? Or bring me directly to William II."

Xia Ya raised his head in surprise, "Are you ready to fulfill their first condition?"

"No, I'm going to negotiate." Joan of Arc said seriously, "I have a [-]% chance of convincing William II."

"only you?"

"I am the only one." Joan of Arc repeated, "If they want to kill me, it will be useless no matter how many people they bring. On the contrary, I am enough alone. If you want to negotiate, you need to bring sincerity, and I went alone, and what I brought with me was sincerity.”

"What if you fail?"

“I will make people publicize the fact that I went to Berlin alone to negotiate with the Kaiser. If the negotiation fails, the ambassador will not be detained.

If Wilhelm II still cared about international reputation, he would have let me go.

And if I were captured, that would be a way to end the war.

According to the current international situation, after Tsarist Russia withdrew from the war, the situation of the entire war was reversed.

Beichen's advance on the eastern front was rapid, the Ottoman Empire announced its surrender, and most of Serbia's territory had been retaken, while the war on the western front was in a state of anxiety again.

The defeat of the Allied Powers is certain, with or without me it will be the same outcome.

However, the armistice agreement is not so easy to sign. William II needs to explain to the people in his country, otherwise, his throne will definitely not be guaranteed.

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to promote the treaty process.

And since I, the much-hyped "hero" of West France, was even the culprit of the explosion in the Dresden Industrial Zone, it was only fitting that I should be the one responsible for this. "

Joan of Arc analyzed Germany's purpose in an unusually calm manner, as if she was not talking about herself, but someone else.

"After they arrest me, they will put forward conditions to West France in exchange for me, and finally sign an armistice agreement. We captured many German generals during the war."

"But what if" Char looked at Jeanne, "Siflan doesn't exchange you back?"

Joan was silent for a moment and then said, "Then, the Germans will execute me to vent the people's anger, but in the end, the armistice agreement will still be signed."

"But the people inside West France should be very angry." Xia continued to ask.

"Western France is different from Germany's dualist constitutional monarchy. We have a four-year president. Cartier's term itself has expired, and the worst he can do is resign."

Xia Ya was silent for a moment, and then said, "Since the war situation has been determined for a long time, you can wait."

"Continue to fight, and then throw Katyusha into each other's territory?" Joan of Arc said quietly, "There is no need to let the hatred continue. If all this can be solved with minimal casualties, it will be better for everyone. They say it’s the best choice.”

Xia Ya looked into Jeanne's eyes and said softly.

"But not to you"

(End of this chapter)