I was beheaded in the Middle Ages for 20 years

"The saint you believe in is a fake!"

"Saint Raya is fake!"

"Wake up, you pigs!"

"The so-called Saint Raya, her exclusive punishment knight, who adheres to the way of chivalry, has confessed everything to my king!"

"False lies have brought us tragedy."

"Diseases from devastating climates, mass starvation and flight! The worst of all were the House of Valois in France."

"Our great kingdom, in the fire of strife, is beaten back and forth. South against North. England against Scotland!"

"We in England know how to ease this discontent and make ourselves stronger, even at the cost of force in our darkest hours. This has always been, and always will be, our moral obligation to the land we love and protect!"

"And the Valois family, a family of thieves without any sense of morality, and the so-called Saint Raya, are nothing but rats in the ditch! They are mixed together to deceive the Holy See!"

"Just wait, your Raya Knight will represent justice, stand on the side of the King of England, and punish you!"

Fortunately, England still has complete control over the Channel.

It was possible that at this time, some ships could sneak into Calais.

Otherwise, the English soldiers might not have been able to get this shocking news.

Even if the Pope himself came, he would only be regarded as a madman if he doubted the authenticity of Saint Philip.

But the basis for England’s revelations now comes from Fei’er’s exclusive knight Xu Siling.

This makes it credible.

Because Xu Siling is the perfect knight of France, why did he suddenly go north and leave France?

Everyone was surprised by this.

Xu Siling went to London and negotiated with the royal family, but it seemed that the negotiations ended unpleasantly, so she went to northern England.

Perhaps at this time, the knight, who is a saint, will discover the false truth.

He had no choice but to leave France in pursuit of the path of chivalry.

This is the most reasonable explanation.

After all, there was no reason for Xu Siling to suddenly go north.

If the news exposed in England is true, then...
The siege stopped and the tunnel digging work also stopped.

Both sides were able to catch their breath.

The English soldiers in the besieged city of Calais seemed extremely excited and happy.

As long as it is proven that Fei'er's identity as a saint is false, then what she said will have no credibility.

This means that Edward III's claim to the French throne is still valid.

At least in this war, they no longer have no justification.

The French soldiers, all with expressions of surprise, returned to their tents to rest.

Everyone's emotions are extremely complicated.

No one can accept this fact.

The most unacceptable thing is the troops brought by Fei'er.

These people are the ones who benefit most directly from the grace of Mayfair.

The reforms brought by Fei'er, the changes in Raya Town, and the kind and appropriate way of doing things.

It can be said that everyone in Fei'er's army admires Fei'er in spirit, and many of them have even joined the 'Raya Night Watch' organization. They all raised their hands and swore to protect everything of Fei'er.

But now Fei'er's exclusive knight said that Fei'er is not a saint and everything is fake.

Compared with the collapse of the French nobles, the mental state of these soldiers is even more abnormal.

"Perfect Knight, this is treason!"

"As a knight of France, he is a traitor to his country!"

Inside the tent, the nobles gathered together with John to discuss how to deal with the situation.

Although this news was not revealed by Xu Siling herself, there are still doubts and questions.

But in the current situation, this news is a huge blow to the morale of the besiegers.

You have to know that these 16,000 soldiers all firmly believed that they were the army of justice, that the Valois family was the legitimate king of France, and they were attacking another king for the sake of their own king.

But Fei'er's identity is being questioned, so what she said will also be questioned.

In the eyes of the French nobles, except for a few devout believers, most of them were more angry at Xu Siling's treasonous behavior.

"I remember Saint Raya was also in the army! Where is she?"

"Still called the Saint?"

"There is no evidence for this. The identity of the Saint is recognized by the Holy See!"

"That's right, we have to have faith in Saint Raya! Her identity is recognized by the Holy See, and this cannot be easily denied by a traitorous knight, not to mention that he has no evidence!"

"Evidence? When Xu Siling stands on the wall of Calais with two two-handed swords pointed at you, you will know what evidence is!"

John watched the nobles quarreling and it gave him a headache.

He knew in advance that this situation would happen, but it was still hard for him to imagine that the impact of Fei'er's identity being questioned would be so great.

John thought so too.

If he didn't know the truth, he would be more anxious than the French nobles.

John's calmness and his nonchalance were noticed by the nobles.

The nobles slowly stopped arguing and turned their eyes to John.

If an ordinary king knew this news, he would only feel pain and upset.

The look on John's face immediately calmed down these French nobles.

At least now, they finally discovered that the late King Philip VI and John II were completely different.

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with this matter?"

"Someone said it rightly. The identity of the Saint was not easily recognized by the Holy See from the beginning, not to mention that it was not something that the British could deny with just a few words. As long as the Holy See does not deny the Saint, she is the Saint. I hope everyone will not forget it."

The nobles were able to accept John's explanation.

"If we believe everything the English say, then do you believe that castrated pig Edward III who says he is your king? Damn it."

John's dirty talk made the nobles smile.

"As for the treason of the Perfect Knight," John glanced at the French nobles, "We all know that he went to England, but he has been away from France for so long, and I have never heard that he wants to be loyal to England. Most of those present are nobles from northern and central France. You all have some connection with those in England."

John is right.

Part of France's territory was once a fiefdom of England. Many nobles between Britain and France exchanged letters, so it was normal for them to have contact.

"I haven't heard that our perfect knight pledged allegiance to that inferior pig Edward III, but have you heard it?"

When you look at me and I look at you, if you really think about it this way, it is indeed true.

The perfect knight Xu Siling wanted to change his allegiance to the lord. If he was really loyal to Edward III, then this should have happened a long time ago. In this case, they would not be completely unaware of the situation.

"I heard that not long after arriving in Paris, Knight Raya hacked to death one of Edward III's palace ministers."

"I also heard that Edward III and Knight Raya had a very unpleasant quarrel."

After a few words from the few people, most of the resentment of the nobles disappeared immediately.

John seized the opportunity and said seriously, "I hope everyone will believe in our French fleet. The fleet will definitely control the strait and prevent any supplies from being delivered to Calais. Perhaps our siege in the past few days was too fierce, and the British are cowardly, so they have to spread false news and ask for a few days of breathing time."

The nobles laughed out loud.

"Then your Majesty, I will order the soldiers to continue attacking the city! They want to rest, but we won't let them. They spread false news and scare me? Damn it!"

John raised his hand to stop him. "It's not that easy to capture Calais. Our siege equipment is not well prepared. We must dig tunnels while attacking. But the spread of this news has somewhat disturbed the morale of the soldiers. Let's take a day off today and continue the siege tomorrow. When you go back, comfort the soldiers. I will send someone to write a letter to the Pope and ask him to deny the news." "Yes, Your Majesty has thought it through well. This kind of unfounded false news is indeed best handled by the Pope."

"Go back and rest."

As soon as John said this, the nobles obeyed and left.

He believed that his words could suppress the negative impact of the news for a long time.

Although the soldiers would be somewhat shocked by this, appeasement would not have much effect, as if there was a thorn stuck in their hearts.

But at least morale is still there and there is no problem in attacking the city.

Even if you suppress it, you still have to write the letter.

It would be enough if Innocent VI also issued an official document denying the news coming from England.

After arranging everything, John left the tent and wanted to find Fei'er to see what she thought.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see anyone in Fei'er's tent, and I was told that she was in the sick camp.

When John rushed over, he found that Fei'er was dressed simply and was not affected by public opinion at all. She and the servants she brought were taking care of the wounded soldiers.

“May the grace of the Lord, the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you.”

While taking care of the wounded, Fei'er smiled lovely and kindly to calm the soldiers.

A wounded soldier looked distressed and asked in a low voice: "Saint, the Englishman said that your knight betrayed you and that you are not a saint. Is this true or false?"

Fei Er did not answer directly, but smiled and said, "The axe is already at the root of the tree. Every tree that does not bear good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire."

These are the words Jesus once said. Some of the soldiers had heard them, while some had not. However, the panic on everyone’s face disappeared, and they were no longer so solemn.

John saw this and stopped disturbing them.

He himself was not panicked, so how could Fei'er, as the lord of Xu Siling and also a saint, be panicked?

The next day.

The French soldiers once again boosted their morale and attacked the city.

The English soldiers were surprised at the French soldiers' restored morale, but they were also not made of clay and fought back hard to defend.

“Go, it’s the Lord’s will!”

"Die, you French pig! The Lord is with us!"

John was in a bad mood as he watched the brutal siege.

If given a choice, he would rather choose siege.

But he didn't have time, not to mention that control of the Channel was not in the hands of France.

He urgently needed to capture Calais in order to consolidate France's foothold in the Channel and shift the battlefield to England.

But even so, the gap in numbers is not as easy to reverse as it was in England.

The English longbow was good in defense and caused them a lot of trouble.

But it is still within the acceptable range.

Even if Xu Siling did not do anything in England, but just prepared for the arrival of the French soldiers, it would be enough.

The news spread in England would not be confirmed as long as Xu Siling did not personally stand on the city wall and point his sword at France.

Not to mention that Pope Innocent VI received John's letter and had to respond. The fact that the Pope's voice was not as high as that of the saint did not mean that his words had no weight.

His words can also deny this fake news.

Just like that, John, who thought everything was going well, was once again stunned by the news from Innocent VI and became completely panicked.

because
Pope Innocent VI issued an official document stating that the identity of Fëan Raya as a saint was in doubt!
The news spread so quickly and the impact was so horrific that John felt suffocated at one point.

"How could it be! The Pope is such a pig!"

The French soldiers attacking the city suddenly came to a standstill and returned to the camp.

The English soldiers standing on the city walls cheered loudly and laughed at the enemy.

The nobles all had different looks on their faces and gathered in the soldiers' tent again, watching John get angry.

Philip IV of the Capetian dynasty, Blanche's grandfather.

He personally took charge of turning the Holy See into a running dog of France.

The royal family was in great glory at that time.

The royal family speaks the details, and the Vatican dares not say anything.

No one expected that the Vatican would one day refute the royal family.

After all, as France is a country that is filial to the Holy Church, most of the French nobles do not care about the Pope.

But the occurrence of this kind of thing undoubtedly brought a huge impact to everyone.

The soldiers were completely stopped.

It was impossible to attack the city smoothly in the first place, and digging tunnels would also take time.

The decree from Pope Innocent VI undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the soldiers' hearts.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

John had never expected that the Pope would betray the royal family, and he was at a loss at this time. Logically, even if the Pope did not interfere in this matter, Xu Siling should have responded in England.

But... for some unknown reason, there was no news from England.

Just as John was silent and had a headache, not knowing how to react, a voice came from outside the tent.

"It's the Saint! The Saint is here!"

"Miss Raya is here!"

John heard this and took a deep breath. He believed that Fei'er would also have a headache at this moment, so he led the nobles out of the tent.

No matter what, Fei'er's identity as a saint cannot be denied, and he must put on enough preparation to welcome Fei'er.

Everyone left the tent.

It was rare for Fei'er not to wear the solemn dress, let alone a veil.

Instead, she was wearing a beautiful, fitted black dress, her feet in the mud, as if she was out of place in the tent.

The soldiers didn't dare to approach, but couldn't help but line up.

Their eyes were strange, questioning, strange, and sad.
Fei'er walked past them with a smile on her face.

Until one soldier suddenly burst into tears and fell to his knees.

"Saint, are they all fake?"

No one wants to believe this, and the lower classes are even less willing to believe it than the nobles and the king.

They desire hope more than anyone else.

As a saint, Fei'er brought them a lot of hope.

Fei'er stopped. There was no sadness or panic in her blue eyes, and her young face was full of a kind smile.

“Love is patient and kind.”

“Love does not envy or boast; it is not puffed up or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.”

Faile patted the soldier's helmet gently.

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by supplication and prayer with thanksgiving let your requests be presented to the Lord.”

“And the peace of the Lord, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds within.”

"I, Fier Raya, have never considered myself to be a saint who is above the ordinary and high above everyone else."

"I am just a French girl, a devout believer in the Lord." (End of this chapter)