"This... this is..." Joan of Arc, who opened the package, looked surprised, because it was a soldier inside!

A coma soldier in the uniform of the Orn Emperor!

"What does this mean?" Joan of Arc looked at Zhao Qiankun in confusion, and Old Zhao smiled: "I heard that you first took on this war?"

Joan of Arc blushed when he heard this: "I was indeed impulsive at that time. I just saw the ugly faces of the grain collectors. I was angry for a moment, but I didn't consider the consequences..."

Zhao Qiankun waved his hand: "If you can see civilians being bullied and stand by, it's not Joan of Arc... Besides, even if you suppress your anger at that time, you will sooner or later, because the pride of the Lionheart Empire, the princess Paladin Joan of Arc, the routine of provoking war by the princess Paladin, has long been written in the script!"

"The play... script?" Joan of Arc looked surprised when he heard this: "What are you talking about?!"

Zhao Qiankun pointed at the unconscious soldier: "Do you know who he is?"

Joan of Arc became more and more confused: "Aren't he a soldier from the Orn Empire?"

"More specific!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "It is the Aoun Empire, the so-called grain collection army!"

Joan of Arc was shocked when he heard this, recalling the words of Emperor Aoun two days ago, he vaguely guessed something in his heart: "What do you mean by it, do you say..."

"I found them in a northern village..." Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "Along the way, I was inquiring about the information related to the Grain Recruitment Army, and found that both towns and villages were harassed by these guys. However, before this plague, the Orn Empire had never heard of such a Grain Recruitment Army. They seemed to appear out of thin air, but they were well organized, well-trained, and had complete documents and procedures, so they could not be questioned by the subordinate villages and towns..."

"You want to say that this grain levy army is not Aoun's regular army, but a private army of a big man?" Joan of Arc's eyes turned: "This man belongs to the top of the empire, and his power can interfere with the military system. He created such an army without telling the king and did evil everywhere, just to anger me?"

Speaking of this, Joan of Arc shook his head again: "Maybe it's not necessarily for me. Their intention was to arouse public anger and make the country turmoil. I came to help. Maybe it was an unexpected event that was beneficial to them, turning the originally planned civil strife into an invasion of foreign enemies!"

Zhao Qiankun smiled and nodded: "You are very reasonable, but not completely correct... because the one who created these grain collecting troops may not be the ones!"

As he said that, Zhao Qiankun raised his hand to stroke the unconscious soldier's body. With a faint magic wave, the soldier's skin cracked, rotted, and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a rotten corpse.

Even Joan of Arc, who has been through the battlefield for a long time, was scared by this scene: "Is this... a necromancer magic? Did you use necromancer magic to turn him into a mummy?"

Zhao Qiankun waved his hand: "It's not a necromancer magic, it should be considered a plague magic... and it's not my spell. What I did was actually a dispersing spell..."

Joan of Arc was completely confused and looked at Zhao Qiankun with a confused face. Old Zhao organized a language and explained: "You can understand this way that these so-called grain collection troops are actually rotten corpses who died of plague. Then someone used a special plague to bring them back to life, put on armor, pretended to be the so-called grain collection troops, and did evil everywhere."

"Let the corpse be restored to death, it sounds like a necromancer magic..." Joan of Arc obviously couldn't understand it yet, and he looked at Zhao Qiankun with a little fear...

"The essence is different... This thing is like converging evolution, such as the Earthly Dragon in Sikaro and the dinosaurs of the primitive continent. Although it looks very similar, it actually has no relationship at all. Dinosaurs are primitive creatures left over from ancient times, while the Earthly Dragon is a sub-dragon race produced by the hybridization of Western dragons and ordinary reptiles... So although my move looks very similar to the necrotic spell, it is not the same thing at all, do you understand?"

Zhao Qiankun didn't know how to explain it, so he had to give an example, but the more unfamiliar word confusing Joan of Arc became even more confusing. Lao Zhao had no choice but to argue simply and roughly: "In short, don't look at me with the eyes of the necromancer. We are not the same thing, do you understand?" As he said that, Lao Zhao pointed to the corpse on the ground: "What you should care about now is who created these grain collection troops? I guess the mastermind behind the scenes should be the same person as the one who spreads the plague!"

"Spread the plague?" Joan of Arc said in surprise: "What do you mean is that this plague was deliberately spread by someone?!"

"Other do you think?" Zhao Qiankun shook his head: "You girl looks very smart, why do you become stupid when you reach this point?" As he said that, he stepped forward and pointed Joan of Arc's forehead: "When you use your beautiful head, why is it so coincidental that something happened to five of the six empires? Why is it so coincidental that there was a plague in the Orn Empire and you asked you to come to provide disaster relief? Why is it so coincidental that you saw the grain collection team bullying the weak? Why is it so coincidental that you provoke a war? You said there is no routine behind this, do you believe it?"

Seeing that Zhao Qiankun wanted to make some of her head, Joan of Arc, as a warrior, had an instinct to dodge, but as soon as she was about to tilt back, a touch was already coming from her forehead. This speed surprised Joan of Arc, but she didn't think much about it, but instead listened to Zhao Qiankun's words.

As the saying goes, one word wakes up the dreamer. Joan of Arc followed Zhao Qiankun's thoughts and really feels like he has fallen into a huge conspiracy...

"But why is it me?" Joan of Arc looked puzzled: "If you just want to provoke a war, there are ways to do so, why do you have to use me?"

Zhao Qiankun shrugged: "Maybe you are the biggest obstacle to the war between the two countries. The leading power in China, the halo of the Paladin, and the Lionheart Royal Family, have countless fans in China. If you stand up to oppose the war, it should be a big trouble for the mastermind behind the scenes... Now, you are the culprit, and this position is very embarrassing!"

Seeing that Joan of Arc blushed, Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "But, I personally guess that there is another reason to choose you... that is, the mastermind behind the war, and from a personal perspective, I don't want to oppose you!"
Chapter completed!