On the way back to Asker Manor, Isabel wanted to visit the Alpha Team station, just two miles from the castle, to inspect the team's personnel and training. However, because she was worried about the emotional problems of her mother and sister Euphemia, she ran quickly past the woods where the Alpha team was located.

She had barely gone when she saw a teenager, probably 14 or 15 years old, blocking her way. The roadblocker probably knew a lot about duels of honor and justice, and could even call her nickname in the dueling arena when he saw her.

"Good day, Lady Medusa." A young man dressed in a woollen sharecropper stood by the side of the road and saluted her, and said respectfully.

Isabel Walton, who was walking slowly on her horse, looked at the boy standing on the side of the road on the right, and had planned to rush back to the manor for lunch as soon as she said yes. As a result, she was surprised to see the boy holding a hand-axe-style single-edged battle axe in his hand. This hand axe can be used as a tool for working in the fields and woods, and can also be used as a melee weapon for infantry sergeants in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

Since this melee weapon has the same combat effect as the double-edged Cross Knight Sword in close combat, Isabel warily halts her horse's pace. Sitting on horseback, he carefully observed the boy's movements, and said, "Hey, young man, are you going to have a duel of honor with me?" ”

The young man, who had bowed and then straightened up, stared at her and said, "Well, yes, ma'am." Then he hurriedly said, "No, ma'am, I mean I know that you are Lady Medusa, who is very powerful in the dueling ring." But, for the sake of my father, even though I know that I will be killed by you, I have to make a request to you. ”

"This kid is looking for me to duel?" When Isabel thought of this, she jumped off her horse. After gently patting the neck of War Horse Onis twice to show comfort, he came to the opposite side of the young man and looked at each other with his hands on his hips: "So, before you decide to duel with me, you want to make a request to me?" ”

The boy's gaze shifted a few inches downward, and his expression became a little nervous as he caught a glimpse of the two daggers at Isabelle's waist. But he still mustered up the courage and nodded: "Yes, madam." If you're willing to agree to my terms, I'm... I won't make a request for an honor duel with you. ”

"Uh-huh, let's talk about it."

"Madam, I beg you to release my father."

"Your father? Your father was caught in prison by the magistrate? But why should you go to your Excellency, Your Excellency, and why should you come to me? ”

"Madame, I have heard that it was you who suggested to Your Excellency the Judge that those who wanted to join the pilgrimage should be arrested."

"Damn it, Oliver, stupid pig, to start doing it so quickly." While cursing Baron Haswell, Isabel looked at the boy who was about to fight with him and said, "Young man, do you know that your father's actions are destroying your family and your life little by little?" ”

The young man with a single-edged battle axe in his hand thought thoughtfully, then shook his head: "Madam, I don't understand this. All I know is that my father has not committed any kind of crime, and you want His Excellency the Judge to put him in prison? ”

"Young man, this is a protective coercion against your father. You probably know that prisons are a relatively safe and closed place for outsiders. So, it's safer for your father to stay in prison than outside. ”

The boy frowned and said, "No, ma'am." My father and my family were devout Catholics, and my father never wanted to hurt anyone. ”

Isabel really wanted to ride away on her horse, because she felt like an alien intelligent being talking to earthlings for an uneducated village teenager. No matter how she explained, the country boy just couldn't understand her kindness.

What to do? For a time, it was impossible to find Baron Haswell immediately to release the boy's father from prison. And she, of course, wouldn't want to kill an underage boy. Isabel stared at the country boy in silence, and suddenly said, "Young man, what is your father's name, what is your name?" ”

"My father's name is Thomas Clarke, and my name is Walter Clark."

"Well, Walter, you admit that I am Lady Medusa, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am, I adore your swordsmanship and respect you very much. If it weren't for my father, I would never have been so rude to you. ”

"Well, have you had lunch?" Isabel diverts the attention of the country boy from the other side.

"No, I've been here since sunrise. Because, I know that the respected Sir Augustine is your father, and the Asker estate in front is your home. ”

"Why don't you follow me back to the manor for some food first, and then we can discuss how to conduct a duel of honor between you and me."

"Ma'am, I... Our family is not a tenant farmer of the Sir family, so we are not entitled to enjoy the sumptuous food that the Sir has given us. ”

"It's okay, let's go. If we go back late, we will only have leftovers to eat. ”

As the two returned to the estate as they crossed the road between the cultivated fields, some of the tenant farmers and hired laborers who had come to work after lunch with their tools bowed to Isabel, who rode by. At this time, the village boy behind her became more and more nervous, and unconsciously clenched the single-edged battle axe in his hand.

Arriving at the gate of the manor, a manservant stepped forward and took Isabel's horse. When she jumped off her horse, she smiled and said to Walter Clark behind her, "Walter, I didn't expect you to be so good at strength that you could run more than two miles after my horse." ”

Walter looked at the respectful manservant, and at the solemn, solemn Gothic manor behind him, and whispered, "Thank you for the compliment, ma'am." ”

"Miss, Sir and Madame, and Miss Euphemia are dining in the dining-room, do you need me to tell you?" The manservant said deferentially.

"No, you take my horse to the stable and go find Mr. Harder and give this boy something to eat." After Isabel finished speaking, she smiled at the country boy and said, "Walter, you must eat more later." Don't forget, you're still going to have an honor duel with me. ”

The manservant looked at Isabel who was rushing towards the manor in disbelief, then looked at Walter with wide eyes and said, "Boy, you dare to ask Miss Isabel for a duel of honor?? ”

Walter, who was already so nervous that he didn't know what to do, almost dropped the tomahawk in his hand to the ground, looked at the manservant timidly and said, "No, sir, I... I was just... Just ......"