Two male servants who did not squint led Isabel Walton to the butler with her hands tied. Isabel gritted her teeth and glared at the middle-aged man with a straight body, meticulous hair, and a rigorous and unsmiling face, and shouted, "Bastard, you want to crucify me, don't you?" Come on! ”

Arthur Field frowned slightly, glanced at her with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Normally, we usually wrap your body very tightly with firewood and grass before lighting the fire. This practice is extremely ornamental. Of course, if the relatives of Ackerman, whom you killed, protest out, we will crucify you, then make a torch from your body covered in asphalt and pine resin, and carry you to the public. ”

Isabel snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "Really? I think you can do with me the way the Scythians do it. After setting my body on fire, let the frightened cow pull and burn me across the damn Nottingham Castle. You know, it's very admonishing, and it's also purifying. For this primitive and savage punishment of yours is always inseparable from the destruction of heresy and evil! ”

"Oh...... Do you still know about the Scythians?! Arthur said in surprise. After a quick thought, he instructed the two servants, "Take her to... Dungeon go. Give her some bread and water, and don't abuse her. ”

After the servants carried Isabel out of the courtyard, Arthur hurried over to Henry's side and whispered a few words. At this time, Augustine looked at Henry's expression with trepidation, and then lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Highness, I know that your will cannot be disobeyed. However, I very sincerely ask you to give her a fair verdict. ”

Henry smiled, tapped Augustine on the shoulder with his hand and said, "I know what you want to do, you just want to intercede on behalf of this witch." Sir, maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'witch', but I can't find the right words to describe such a strange young woman. ”

"Thank God and Your Highness for your kindness. I just think... This woman should be dealt with fairly. ”

"Well, justice, a knightly virtue. Alright, I've had this woman taken to the dungeon. If you want to do anything, it's best to finish it before I start interrogating her after lunch, understand? ”

"Your Highness, I understand."

After respectfully watching the lord, the governess, and the butler leave, several other members of the guard immediately gathered around the captain who had already stood up. The grumpy Ferguson opened his mouth and asked, "Captain, what did Your Highness say?" Just now I heard His Highness say that this witch will be crucified! ”

Augustine looked around at the would-be lancers with helmets in their hands, armor unremoved, and only a stabbing sword, and a smile gradually appeared on their faces. While leading the cavalry in the direction of the chamberlain, he said to them with some joy: "Your Highness has agreed to my request, and he will give a fair judgment to this woman." ”

A young midshipman's eyes lit up, and he immediately answered, "Captain, I know, I know why you are interceding for a murderer." ”

Ferguson glared at him and said, "Do you think Sir really has a crush on the witch's face?" ”

"Yes, is there any reason other than that?" The Cadet Knight asked curiously.

"Don't talk about it, go back to lunch. There is still work to be done in the afternoon. Sir Augustine interrupted the curiosity of several midshipmen with a command.

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With her hands tied, Isabel was escorted by two male servants towards the castle's main building. Although her hands were tied by Augustine himself, the binding was not strong. The mystery of this may only be understood by the two of them.

If she struggled to break free or bit hard with her teeth, or if she was asked to find some kind of strong, sharp object, she would have been able to break free of such "restraint" easily. Even if there were two medieval-looking male servants around her, she had a way of knocking them out in an instant and escaping from the castle in an instant.

So, how do you explain her submissive posture at this moment? Well, there is only one explanation. During a previous casual conversation with Augustine in the hunting grounds, she came to some conclusions. From these conclusions, it can be inferred that the land under her feet and the people who lived on it did belong to the Kingdom of England at the end of the Middle Ages.

Not only the end of the Middle Ages, but also in November of 1534 AD. What His Majesty King Henry VIII of England did that year, she didn't know very well. She also didn't know what major events were happening in some other countries of the world. It doesn't matter, even if she knows these things, I'm afraid it won't change her current situation in the slightest.

As for this Nottingham Castle, it is not Nottinghamshire, which is located in the East Midlands region east of the central part of England, and certainly not an important industrial city in the East Midlands of England. All she knew was that the castle was located in a small place called Richmond in the northeastern part of the Kingdom of England.

In later generations, there were many places called Richmond in the world, such as California and Indiana in the United States, and New Zealand, Canada, Jamaica and other countries also have cities with the same name. If nothing else, the capital of Virginia in the United States is called Richmond, and one of Isabel's classmates at the Naval Academy is from Richmond, Virginia.

It occurred to her that Virginia was one of the first 13 states of the United States, one of a series of colonies established by Great Britain on the Atlantic coast of North America from the early 17th century to the thirties of the 17th century. Maybe the British aristocracy who established the Virginia colony in the first place came from the Richmond where she was at this time?!

The conclusion gave Isabel a little excitement. She wondered whether the British nobles who had gone to North America to establish the colony and dominions of Virginia were descendants of the Duke of Richmond. But in addition to the excitement, she was a little disappointed.

Because it is November 1534, more than 70 years before the beginning of the 17th century. She felt that she might not be able to meet the true face of the British aristocrat who had gone to North America to establish a colony of Virginia. But one thing is crucial, and that is that she can't easily kill any of the nobles living in Richmond. If a nobleman dies, it may affect the birth of the American colony of Virginia in the future.