"Come outside with me." Isabel threw a word as she turned to walk out.

"Madame, please wait." Francis whispered a word to the tavernkeeper's wife, and hurried out of the house.

The two leaned against the stone wall behind the tavern and looked left and right to see that no one else was passing by. Isabel then said casually: "When you grab a piece of red-hot pig iron, you only hate that time flies too slowly." When you put your hand on a venerable lady, you feel that time flies too short and too short, does it? ”

Francis's face flushed slightly, and he whispered, "Your Excellency, what do you mean......?" ”

"I don't want to know who that woman is. I just want you to know who you are and what you're here for. ”

"I beg your pardon, Your Excellency."

"Listen, Sir Roland, the governor of Lancaster Castle, has decided to join the rebels. Now, we're heading to Lord Lancashire's Castle of Thrande. After we leave this tavern, the four of you will come after us, don't lose it. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. What will you leave behind as a signpost this time? ”

"Cockles, a shellfish from the Bay of Morecambe, I would put them in a prominent place on the road."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Before leaving, Isabel said, "Follow the main road, and there should be a village less than a mile north of the castle of Thrand, where you will wait for me." ”

Francis nodded and said, "I see, Your Excellency." ”

"Also, no matter what happens, you can't be in front of the London lawyers."

"Yes, Your Excellency. Your Excellency, are you in any danger? ”

"Francis, do your own thing, understand?"

When Isabel reached the back door of the tavern, she turned around again, took a small pocket containing money from her waist and threw it at Francis. He glanced at him and said, "Tell Brian that this is the money for wine and food." ”

Augustine and Robert, along with two servants, had not long been outside the tavern when they saw Isabel riding a horse and followed by a man dressed as a peasant. Isabel pointed to the two large jars of malt wine in the farmer's hand and some roast beef and pork chops in a bowl or plate, and said to Robert with a smile: "Sir, to congratulate you on the success of your petition, please accept these food and wine." ”

The group was eating, drinking, and laughing as they rode their horses to the second village on the road, Crafton, when a dozen men dressed as locals rushed out of a path on the right that was deep in the dense forest. The leader was none other than Yomanon Bill Tuttle, who had been waiting nearby.

Sir Augustine, who was walking ahead, reined in his horse, glanced at the local farmers and hired men who were armed with ordinary weapons or farm implements, and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Tuttle?" Don't you understand what the magistrate means? ”

Tuttle rode his horse and looked at the people beside him, and said in a loud voice, "Sir, the magistrate has no evidence and cannot charge you with murder. But remember, the people you killed were my brother and my nephew! ”

Isabelle, who was beside Augustine, sneered and said slowly: "Sir, it was your idea to say that your brother and your nephew are blocking our way and plundering us?" ”

"Miss Isabel, I'm the head of the family, so it's up to me to decide."

"Well, I see what you mean."

"Miss, I notice that you are carrying a longbow, is this the longbow that killed my two relatives?"

"Mr. Tuttle, I heard your relatives say, 'Kill the men, leave the women, the weapons, and the horses.' That's the case. So, I'm going to use this longbow to protect myself and get your loved ones where they're supposed to be. ”

"Good, good, I'll make you pay for your actions today!"

Sir Augustine showed no fear on his face, and said aloud: "Sir, the lawyer behind me and his servants have nothing to do with this matter, do you also want to kill them?" ”

Tuttle moved his tired buttocks, glanced at Robert and the servants, who were too frightened to speak behind him, and said, "Sir, I am a joman and parish clerk of status, not a poor tenant farmer. ”

Isabel nodded, crooked the corners of her mouth, and said, "Mr. Yoman, if you are indeed a parish clerk of status, why don't you let these innocent people pass?" ”

"No problem, as long as you stay."

"Well, I can stay. But you must first swear to God that you will not harm everyone here. ”

"Miss, I can swear."

Isabel turned her horse's head to Robert's side behind her, and said calmly, "Mr. Lawyer, now I will let my father get out of here safely with you and your servants." ”

Robert was horrified and said, "Why does this Yoman stubbornly think that you are the murderer of his relatives?" ”

"Because... I'm a young woman who looks rich, has horses, and has a great weapon, you know? ”

"Could it be that this brother of Mr. Yorman really intends to rob you?"

"Alright, don't talk about it, now get out of here."

"No, Miss Isabel, I can't watch you and Sir get killed by them."

Isabel turned her horse's head again and turned back to him, "Sir, this is the North, and there are many things that cannot be solved by the law that you are good at. ”

Without waiting for Robert to speak, he rode up to Sir and said, "Father, take them to the village of Crafton ahead and wait for me." ”

Sir frowned, looked coldly at Yomanon who was stuck in the road and wanted to take revenge, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency, let me stay and fight with you. ”

"Father, if Mr. Althop dies, there will be a second Mr. Althorp. Would you like to see our homeland trampled on by the rebels for the second time and ruthlessly destroyed? ”

"But I can't let my daughter die in front of my eyes!"

"Father, if this happens, Francis and the others will be behind us, and you can go to them for help."

Eventually, Sir Augustine gripped the hilt of the knight's sword at his waist with a grim face, and led Robert and his two servants safely through the wall of people blocking the road. Tuttle looked at Isabel triumphantly and said, "Miss, I agreed to your request. Now, can you dismount and surrender to me? ”

Isabel jumped off her horse, took off the longbow she was carrying and hung it in the saddle, stood in front of her horse, Onix, and said, "Onyx, get out of here." ”

The thoroughbred warbred horse quietly walked to the grass on the right side of the road, and Isabel said without fear: "Mr. Tuttle, how are you going to avenge your relatives now?" ”