"That's right, Sir and I did fight before you arrived at Bowlan Forest." Isabel told the truth as she led her two horses.

"Your Excellency, Mr. Althop and I have found some bloodstains, which is why I guessed so." Francis said as he pulled Sir Augustine's two horses. ”

As the two walked back, Isabel said, "Because the plan was to clean up the battlefield before you arrived, there was not enough time. ”

As Francis led his horse by his side, he asked cautiously and curiously, "Your Excellency, what made you plan to change your plans?" ”

"For the sake of my sister, Sir Euphemia's youngest daughter. Why, didn't I tell you about her imminent marriage to Sir Roland's eldest son, Howard? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, I remember it very well."

"I'm sorry, maybe my words reminded you of your family."

"It's okay, Your Excellency. In fact, the three of us siblings were raised by a nursing mother and a maid for the baby, so the relationship between the three of us and our biological parents was not as harmonious as outsiders imagined. ”

"But, after all, they're your relatives, aren't they?"

Returning to the vicinity of where the crowd was sitting, Isabel stopped Francis: "When you return, be sure to keep a close watch on the other guards who are not members of the Friars. If anyone wants to take part in the rebellion, you can help Sir Alex Alex Ferguson imprison them. ”

Francis nodded, "Yes, Your Excellency." ”

"The work of delivering letters this time will be very hard and tiring. If you can't persevere, you can rotate with the rest of the Monks, got it? ”

"Your Excellency, even if Mr. Althop intends to go to every county in the North, I will be able to hold out."

"Alright, let's go back."

After the two of them tied the four horses to one place and the horses of the others, Isabel came to the place where everyone was sitting with a sunny smile on her face. When Robert saw her appear, he immediately smiled and said, "Miss Isabel, they told me that your archery skills are very good, and that there is no one in the whole of Richmondshire and Nottingham Castle who is your opponent, is that true?" ”

Isabel sat on a section of the trunk and said with a smile: "Sir, you are right, I am very confident in my bowing skills. ”

"Well, I find no virtue of humility in you. However, I saw a prospective knight who was proud, confident and brave enough to challenge all odds. ”

"Sir, you are very good at talking. I bet there's no woman who wouldn't want to be your companion or lover. It doesn't matter if it's a young girl or someone else's wife, right? ”

As soon as Isabel finished speaking, the others in the room burst into laughter. Robert's face changed slightly, and he smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I apologize deeply to you if I make you feel uneasy." ”

"It's okay, I don't care about that."

"Miss Isabel, I am impressed by your various talents. You have just shown me your eloquence, now can you show me your mastery of archery? ”

Robert's attitude looked sincere, and the others had expectant smiles on their faces. At this time, only Francis boldly said: "Your Excellency, since you became the Privy Counsellor of Your Highness, we have rarely seen your archery performance on the school grounds. ”

"Really? How come I don't remember? Isabel glanced at Sir Augustine again, and Sir just pursed his lips and nodded with a smile.

Isabel had no choice but to stand up and say to the crowd, "All right, I'll go get my longbow." ”

After removing the longbow and quiver from the saddle bridge of the changing horse, he hurried back to the front of the group. He tied the quiver to his back and leaned his longbow gently against the trunk of the tree on which he had sit. After inspecting the arm guard on his left forearm and the three-fingered glove on his right hand, he picked up the longbow again.

Holding the bow in her left hand and staggering her feet back and forth to make an open position, Isabel looked back at the crowd and said, "Guys, what do you want to use as my target?" ”

Robert suddenly remembered the bloodstain he had just seen, and opened his mouth to say, "Miss Isabel, we are still in the confines of this large area called the Bowlan Forest, are we?" ”

"Well, sir, you don't want me to go hunt a deer and come back, do you?"

"Miss Isabel, you are so smart. It's just that you can change to a smaller target. After all. We're here to appreciate your bows, not to get a prey. ”

"It seems that this guy is destined to be a lawyer, how can there be so much nonsense?" Isabel muttered inwardly, just saying, "Okay, no problem. ”

Suddenly, she seemed to hear a melodious "singing" from the forest across the road. Quietly took a few steps forward to take a closer look, and it turned out that it was a few blue-crowned chickadees that were common in England and were good at chirping, shuttling and jumping between the branches, and singing from time to time in their mouths.

The English people of the 16th century, of course, did not know what it was, but simply regarded it as a common small wild bird. It wasn't until 1758 that this wild bird was named "blue-crowned" by a Swedish biologist named Carl von Linnaeus.

Isabel glanced back at Francis, then pointed to the half-empty branch opposite. Francis stood up knowingly, picked up a few stubby twigs from the grass and walked slowly to Isabel's side.

"When I count to three, you throw some branches where I pointed." Isabel whispered as her eyes fixed on the blue-crowned.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Francis replied, weighing a few short twigs in his hand.

"One... Two... Three! As soon as Isabel finished speaking, Francis raised his right arm and threw the branch towards the forest opposite.

The blue-crowned chickadees perched on the branches were frightened and immediately flapped their wings and flew into the air. In an instant, Isabel raised her bowed left arm into the air, her eyes fixed on one of the blue-crowned, and her right hand reached into her back quiver and quickly drew a heavy arrow.

Hook up the arrow and pull the bow, and while the eyes follow the blue-crowned that is constantly flying into the air to the right, the body also enters the state of turning the body and moving the bow. At this time, Isabel was silently calculating a certain amount of advance in her mind.

When the blue-crowned, which was flying farther and farther away, flew to her predetermined position in the air, the three fingers of her right hand suddenly spread, and the heavy arrow from the string accurately shot the blue-crowned out of mid-air.