Chapter 489: Greed

There was plenty of time to buy and escort them to Earl Cumberland's Castle, and Isabel Walton and her team of guards had three full days to complete the task. Although more than half of the guards wanted to return to the county to celebrate the arrival of the festival with their families on the day of the Epiphany, the devotion and joy of celebrating the festival did not seem to be comparable to the excitement, joy, and pride of receiving the spoils.

While Isabel was staying with a group of landless wanderers, a "plunder" was taking place on the south side of the courtyard of Fountain Abbey. Young John Neville held the short-game war hammer he had snatched from the dead leader, spinning back and forth in his hand as he stared coldly at the row of kneeling men in front of him.

As the hammer-shaped ram swirled in John's hand to the side of the long armor-piercing cone, he gestured with his left hand over the head of the first kneeling man, the bell he held in his right hand as if aimed at the top of the man's brain.

He appeared to be like a sergeant authorized to execute prisoners of war, waiting for an order to complete the execution ritual by piercing the man's brain with the cone of his bell. Even if the man was wearing the helmet of an infantry sergeant, he could pierce the helmet and get into the brain in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, tell me, where are the things you stook?" John gestured as he spoke in a voice that had changed his voice.

Although he was ready to execute the prisoners, none of the thieves, outlaws, or rebels kneeling in the row spoke. As the eldest son of the nobles, John really didn't understand why these people cherished the things they had stolen so much. Could it be that food, clothing, weapons, and horses are more important than human life?

The 20 Duke's Chamberlain, including Baldwin, Fast, and William Parr, were probably a little impatient, and many of them had drawn their swords, battle axes, or war hammers and other melee weapons in their hands, and were scolding and preparing to massacre the men who had surrendered.

William, who was more educated, did not draw his half-sword, nor did he shout insults or prepare to slaughter the "prisoners of war", but only stopped his nephew, "John, put the hammer down, Your Excellency did not say that you were going to kill them." ”

John's face, which was still full of murderous aura before, immediately smiled at him, "Uncle, I'm scaring them." But if they still don't want to say it, I'm really going to kill one. ”

"You wait." William shook his head and turned to look at the Flag Guard beside him, "Baldwin, is there anything else in this monastery that hasn't been explored?" ”

Baldwin crossed his arms over his chest and snorted softly at the men kneeling on the ground, "Well, there should be a dining room, a wine cellar, ......" At this point, he turned his head to the three guards of the first team, "Hey, did you find any special premises when you explored the direction of the altar earlier?" ”

One of the guards scratched his head and recalled, "We found what could be a warehouse and kitchen to the east. However, there was nothing in it, and I couldn't find even a spoon. ”

"I see." Baldwin turned his head back to look at William, "Only the dining room and the wine cellar are not being explored. ”

"Are these bastards hiding their stuff there? Perhaps, what they looted was not hidden in the monastery at all? William suddenly felt teased.

At this time, Fast beside him suddenly shouted, "What? The bastards didn't hide what they had stolen in the monastery. Bastard, I have to kill someone before they can speak. ”

William hurriedly stopped Fast, "Brother, wait. Let's take a look at the restaurant and wine cellar. I think the wine cellar is the best place to hide. ”

Fast pointed a half-sword at a man's nose, "You must pray to God, I can find what you have stolen." Otherwise, I'll wear you on the barbecue until I'm done. ”

At this time, the huge beef leg on the barbecue grill had already been eaten by the guards. William subconsciously glanced at the vacant barbecue grill, and suddenly a scene described by Fast appeared in front of him: "The barbecue rod penetrated the anus of a naked man who had been stripped of his clothes, and then pierced out of the mouth, and roasted the whole person back and forth on the fire like a whole sheep." Fast stood by the fire, caught the dripping human oil with a wine jug, and poured the oil from the jar back on the man's body with a spoon......"

William didn't dare to imagine it anymore because he had the feeling of wanting to vomit. Hurriedly turned to look at Fast, pointed to a door on the south side of the courtyard, and said, "You say, could it be a restaurant?" ”

"I don't think I've ever been through that door. Let's go, let's see. ”

"Let's go. Otherwise, John might actually have stuck his newfound hammer in a man's head. ”

The two of them approached Isabel and found her having fun with some of the children. William stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Your Excellency, I have something to say to you. ”

"Your Excellency?" A mother who sat curled up near her child whispered in surprise.

Isabel smiled at the young mother as she stood up from the grass, "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

Then, after she, William and Fast walked to the side and listened to what they had to say with their hands behind their backs, they shook their heads, "These thieves were also outcasts before the raids, and of course they are not willing to hand over their food and belongings easily. I think that in addition to the wine cellars, the forest outside the monastery could also hide food and belongings. ”

At this point, she suddenly glanced at the young mother sitting on the grass, and said to William and the others, "Wait. ”

Turning to the young mother, he crouched down and asked softly, "Dorothy, do you know where the thieves often hide their loot?" ”

The young mother, named Dorothy, hurriedly pointed to a small door to the left of the restaurant, "One night, I happened to see them carrying a lot of things into that door. ”

"Thank you, Dorothy."

"Isabel, why do these squires call you 'Your Excellency'? ”

"Well, I don't know how to answer that question to you."

Isabel smiled and turned her head to William and pointed in the direction of the kiln, and nodded. When the two looked at each other excitedly, they ran towards a small door on the left side of the restaurant. Isabel turned her face to look at her young mother again, "Dorothy, I don't want to lie to you. However, if I say who I am, I may make you, your children, and your father hate me. ”

Dorothy shook her head, "Well, it's not your fault, you can only blame the sheep for eating people." ”