As Abigail, I'm messing around in infinite space

"It's unreasonable."

............

When Jeanne saw Pierre Cochon again, she was in an invigilator.

"You said the voice you heard, was it an angel or a saint, or the voice of God?"

The interrogation is still going on, but this is replaced by another priest.

"I won't tell you any more, I didn't even answer your questions for fear of offending him."

"Are you afraid that telling the truth will offend God? Has God ever forbid you to tell the truth?"

"The enlightenment I got was to tell the king, not to you."

"When you first saw the king, did he have an angel on his head?"

"If there is, I haven't seen it."

"Why does your king believe you without any evidence?"

"Ask him yourself."

With such an answer, there is no way for this interrogation to proceed again.

............

Once again, Joan came to the same place, and the same group of church members looked at her.

"Did you ride a horse when you were captured?"

"Yes, a fine black horse."

"Who gave you the horse?"

"My king."

"How many horses did he give you?"

"Five horses, five carriages."

"It's an honor to be equivalent to the Lord's reward. Apart from horses, has your king ever given you other property?"

"No."

"What clothes did you get? They were made of silk, weren't they?"

"Yes, he did give me some, but I never had time to wear them."

"But as a peasant girl, you are quite rich, right?"

"As a servant of God, you are quite rich, right?"

Then amidst a burst of laughter, the clergyman went back with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Then another person came up.

"You launched an attack on Paris, did you?"

"That's what I want to do."

"Have you ordered the citizens of Paris to surrender in the name of the Father?"

"No, I mean surrender in the name of the King of France."

"That's not what's written in the evidence, you can see for yourself."

"I can't read."

"Oh, yes, I forgot, God sent illiterate peasants to carry out such an important task, do you think God's decision is right? To choose ignorant maidens to save France?"

"Let God answer that question, please."

Just like that, another person failed.

However, the interrogation is still not over. Obviously, they have prepared more comprehensively this time.

"Do you have a sword?"

"There are a few."

"You raise the flag too."

"Yes."

"Which do you prefer? Your banner or your sword?"

"I like flags better than swords."

"Why? Because it has special value or power?"

"No, it's just...swords are weapons."

"So what?"

"That's why I prefer flags."

"why?"

"Avoid killing."

"You mean you'd kill more people if you didn't fly the flag?"

"No...no...of course not, I've never killed anyone."

"Then perhaps the temptation to kill is too strong."

"No, I warned the British to go home, I begged them not to make me fight, they know I..."

"We have countless witnesses who can testify that you did not carry the flag all the time."

"may be."

"Sometimes all you have is the sword."

"Yeah, I don't know..."

"Have you ever used the sword in your hand?"

"I used it, I raised the sword..."

"You hold your sword up and swing it in the air like this!"

"I do not remember......"

"You swing your sword over your head on the battlefield, kill the enemy, shout at the enemy, and fight to the death! You want us to believe that you have never killed anyone in this excited mood!"

The priest kept interrupting Joan's thoughts and mobilizing Joan's emotions.

This couldn't help but make Joan overwhelmed, and finally she could only say a simple sentence:

"No, I didn't kill anyone."

............

"You lied."

Qiubi was still sitting on the window of the invigilator, and said to Joan with a blank expression.

"I'm not lying, go away I don't remember, I didn't kill people I don't remember."

"Shall I tell you? I've been watching you."

"I don't want to listen anymore, go away, I didn't kill that person! Go away!"

Joan seemed to want to avoid it, but Chubby stared straight at him as if he could see through her heart.

"There was chaos on the battlefield. I just tried my best to protect myself! There was heavy sand, smoke and noise, and people attacked me everywhere. I might have fought back, but it was only self-defense."

"Looks like you remembered."

"Yes! Yes! I remembered, you are satisfied!"

"I'm just telling you a fact."

"Then can you tell me, why did God let the war happen in the first place? His power is so great, you say, he is the God who created the world and the source of life. He can easily prevent these bloodshed and misfortunes. Why didn't he..."

"To stop these things from happening?"

"Yes, he can obviously stop it. Does he like... like to watch us kill each other in his name?"

Joan of Arc stopped suddenly, and she suddenly realized what the question she just asked meant.

Chubby didn't know how to look at Joan's face, he continued to answer:

"So I've been saying that God doesn't actually exist, because it doesn't exist, and all this can be explained."

"No, it's not like that, Lord, please forgive me, I shouldn't question you, you must have your considerations, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Joan of Arc suddenly fell to her knees and kept praying, but how long can this self-deception last?

............

"Damn!!"

At this moment, on the other side, a man angrily threw a cup against the wall.

"I beg you to calm down, General."

Pierre Cochon sat aside and said to the angry man.

"I have become a laughing stock in court, how can I calm down?"

"You have seen the situation, this girl is very popular, but we are making progress every day."

"Soldiers refuse to fight as long as the bitch is alive, you know? They need proof that God is on their side."

"We cannot burn her, that is your prerogative."

"It is your prerogative to convict her."

"But we cannot convict her unless she confesses to blasphemy."

"What are you waiting for? You have a lot of torture tools, ropes and pulleys, just torture her."

"You can't ask anything like this, other than that... You must understand that several of my colleagues are very scared."

"Afraid of a girl?"

"Fear of being wrong, if she's right, if she's God-sent."

"Which side are you on, Cochon?"

"I'm on the side of the church."

............

In the ensuing interrogation, there was still no way to obtain conclusive evidence, but it really couldn't go on.So...

In the square in Rouen, Joan was taken to a platform with wooden stakes and a lot of dry wood underneath.

Immediately, Pierre Cochon stepped forward and said:

"Joan of Arc, my pious friend, as your judge and jury, in order to arrive at a truly lawful verdict, submitted the records of your trial to the University of Paris. You asked for their opinion. After careful consideration, learned scholars came to the conclusion for us. You have committed many great crimes. Now I want you to listen carefully to their views in detail."

After finishing speaking, Pierre Cochon gave the seat to another person, and immediately, a clergyman walked up with a piece of parchment and began to read:

"Number one, you say that God commanded you to wear men's clothing and to keep your hair short so that no one could tell you apart from your fellow soldiers..."

"Please don't abandon me, where are you? Where are you? Please, is this what you want? You want me...to be burned without... confession?"

Joan of Arc asked softly, but obviously did not get any answer.

"Finally, Article 12, you say that you are unwilling to submit to the judgment of the Church, but only to God. As for this charge, scholars believe that you do not understand the authority of the Church, that you have major errors in your belief in God, superstition, alienation from faith, summoning demons, worshiping idols, and ... spreading heresy."

Immediately, a bishop in red stepped forward:

"Joan of Arc, we once again beg you to put aside your false beliefs, sign this document, and change your words, please."

"If the church wants me to say that the images I see are evil, then I will no longer believe in this church."

Jeanne's words caused waves again.

The clergymen looked at each other, not knowing what to do. At this moment, a man who looked very dignified shouted directly:

"Execution!"

Seeing that Joan of Arc was about to be taken away, Pierre Cochon stood up suddenly.