With a determined look, a solemn expression, and a deep tone, Gentleman Beard Smith behaved naturally and without pretense of pretense. Previously, Isabel Walton, who had always been trapped in the haze of war, was suddenly amused by him.

She thought that the gentleman who had become a grandfather looked cute, a cuteness that wanted to make people laugh. She rested her back entirely on the backrest of the Gothic bench and rested her arms loosely on the armrests on either side. A faint smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the gentleman and nodded, "Beard, I think, you can change to a less serious topic." For example, the Ascension Day, an anecdote about an ocean voyage or something of value in 10 wagons. ”

The gentleman's eyebrows furrowed, feeling that her words were incredible. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly recalled the relationship between Isabel and the Duke of Richmond, brushed his beard, and nodded slowly. "Yes, Your Highness will definitely write to you to tell you the news of the war."

"Beard, do you want to tell me that His Majesty will capture the Queen of the Scots through this war?" Isabel crossed one leg again as she spoke, giving her a sense of ease.

"Your Excellency, this is a fact, and this is a fact that no one will deny, including Your Highness." The gentleman wondered what she would think of this war, whose goal was to plunder the future Queen of England.

"Well, everyone thinks we can capture Queen Mary in this war?!" Isabel slowly stood up and walked to the clearing in front of her. Turning to the right again, he looked with his hands behind his back towards the throne of the Duke and Duchess of Richmond on the small steps, "Sir, do you think the Scots will willingly hand over their queen to His Majesty's army?" ”

"Their nobles took a large sum of money from His Majesty before agreeing to hand over Queen Mary. If the Queen is not surrendered, His Majesty's army will turn Scotland into hell. ”

The words of Gentleman Beard Smith can already represent the thoughts of everyone, including the Duke of Richmond. Well, the conjecture that Isabel had made in the tub in Plymouth had unfortunately come true. Today, however, she did not want to spoil the joy of returning to her father's domain by talking about the Anglo-Soviet war.

Still facing the Duke and Duchess, who were still a few steps away, he turned his face slightly sideways and smiled at the gentleman, "Beard, do you know where Your Highness is now?" ”

The gentleman blinked, nodded and said, "Now, His Highness should be on his flagship." ”

Isabel is certain that the Duke of Richmond is commanding the royal fleet to anchor in the waters off Edinburgh. After the ground battle began, the royal fleet quickly seized the Scots' docks by force, and sent all the army units ashore. By burning and plundering, he regained some of the losses for the large amount of gold and silver treasures lost by His Majesty.

Turning around and walking near the gentleman, and about to tell him that he was going back to his father's domain to celebrate Ascension, Simmons, the captain of the Duke of Richmond's guard, strode into the hall with his sword at his waist. When they came to Isabel and the others, they saluted in turn.

Then, with a smile on her face, she looked at Isabel and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, God has blessed you to return to the north. Uh, those 10 wagons were loaded... Spices? ”

She didn't agree or deny what the captain said about the spices, but just smiled and glanced at the captain, "Simmons, immediately send someone to unload the arquebus and gunpowder from the carriage and send them to the armory." ”

"Arquebuses? Gunpowder? The captain and the gentleman uttered the question almost at the same time, and their eyes turned to Isabel in unison.

"Yes, I bought it through my trading partner in the city of Santo Domingo, on the Spanish island." Isabel said casually, but without exaggerating the facts,

"Spanish Island? City Santo Domingo? Your Excellency, this... Where is the Spanish Island? Is this Santo Domingo city a castle for the Spaniards? The gentleman quickly stood up and asked in surprise as he came to her.

Sincere words, exaggerated expressions but lack of knowledge of the facts, Isabel was once again amused by the gentleman and shook her head, "Gentleman, relax, I have a lot of time for you to know about these overseas affairs." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I understand." Beard smiled awkwardly and returned to his seat and sat down.

Captain Simmons rarely saw a calm gentleman be so anxious as he was today, but he didn't dare to laugh in front of the gentleman, so he just forced a smile. Isabel also wanted to laugh, but fortunately she could hold back, and asked Simmons deliberately seriously, "Captain, remember my words?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, do you have any other commands?" Simmons replied loudly with his chest puffed out, trying to banish the gentleman's laughing appearance from his mind.

"Captain, handle it carefully. If your man breaks an arquebus, I'll make you pay 100 pounds. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, I see."

"The rest of the items are loaded in a wagon." After Isabel finished speaking, she thought that the rest of the items were boxes of pounds sterling and all kinds of expensive supplies looted, and looked at Simmons seriously, "Captain, this carriage must be parked in the square inside the castle, and no one is allowed to approach!" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Simmons left the hall, and two young guards who were waiting for him outside the door hurriedly came up. One of them hurriedly asked, "Captain, did your Excellency tell you any good news?" ”

"Good news? What do you want to know, you little one? Simmons said disdainfully as he stepped out of the hallway.

"Uh, for example, your Excellency will give us some spices and cane sugar?" The young Wei Cong, who came from a merchant family, seemed to know the kinds of commerce well, for he was talking about the most expensive and rare goods in the northern market, which were always in short supply.

"Spices? Cane sugar? No, no, no, you brought back an arquebus! ”

"Arquebus...?"

After explaining the custody of the weapons and supplies, Isabel came to the gentleman comfortably, looked at the other party's thoughtful eyes and smiled lightly, "Old Beard, are you still thinking about the Spaniards' overseas territories?" ”

The gentleman turned his somewhat blank gaze to her and nodded, "Oh, it turns out that the island of Spain is an overseas territory of the Spaniards. It seems that I will not be able to get to those islands until I die. ”

At this time, Isabel thought of the fact that old Beard and his eldest son had invested 400 pounds. After a moment of thinking, he smiled and said, "Gentleman, today I plan to invite you to my father's domain for lunch. ”