"Your Excellency, let us go with you. I know it's about 15 miles (about 24.1 kilometers) from here to Morecambe Bay. Francis said calmly.

"How do you know the way from Thurland Castle to Morecambe Bay?" Isabel became interested in his words, leaning against the table with her arms folded and asking.

At this time, Benjamin said excitedly: "Your Excellency, Francis, I, and several others went to the town of Morecambe before the day of fasting to plunder some of the priests who went there to buy fish. ”

Isabel smiled and said, "Really? So, what did you end up with? ”

Francis looked at Benjamin, a former accomplice in robbery, and said with a smile, "We only got a whole bunch of all kinds of fish and shells. ”

"Benjamin, you go and call the other two brothers. Francis, you divide this bag of gold into quarters. Also, find a few more pockets for the cockles. Before Isabel left the tavern, she smiled and instructed Francis.

Soon, Benjamin led Brian and another would-be knight named Michael to the outside of the tavern on horseback. Isabel stood beside her and glanced at the three would-be knights, then at Francis, who was standing on one side.

Francis nodded, and then gave a few words to the two would-be knights, Benjamin and Michael. Led by Francis and Brian, Isabel then mounted her horse and galloped down the road to Morecambe Bay.

Later in the afternoon, the salty sea breeze became more and more intense over Mock Bay, and the icy waters began to become turbulent at this time. Several of the wanderers who were still digging for cockles on the beach also fled the devouring beach.

Isabel sat on her horse and stared sideways at the rough Irish Sea, refusing to leave. At this time, Brian, who was walking in front, said loudly to her, "Your Excellency, let's get out of here quickly." ”

As the three of them walked back, Francis slowed down and walked beside her and said, "Your Excellency, on the other side of the sea is the island of Ireland, is this sea and the island of Ireland reminding you of anything?" ”

Isabel glanced at him, shook her head and said, "I've always dreamed of being a navigator. That way, I can go anywhere in the world on my own sailboat. ”

"Your Excellency, you also want to be a captain? Like the Portuguese and Spaniards to discover the New World and get the gold they wanted? ”

"So, you want to discover the New World, too? To find the legendary gold? ”

"Your Excellency, I have only heard some of the merchants who do business with the Spaniards talk about this. Actually, I don't even know how to sail a sailboat. ”

"Francis, trust me, you'll get this opportunity soon."

"Your Excellency, I believe in you."

After leaving the small town of Morecambe, the group of three returned the same route as they came. After arriving in a village to the northeast called Bolton Lesands, the trio had to travel northeast across a 12-mile (19.3-kilometer) stretch of no-man's land before returning to the main road to Thrand Castle. This no-man's land happens to provide the best place for some of the local people who are accustomed to looting and stealing.

Shortly after the trio left the village of Bolton Lesands on horseback and headed northeast, they encountered a robbery party of seven or eight local sharecroppers and landless vagrants on the road between the two heights. The purpose of the robbery team is very clear, they need money or food for a full dinner.

In addition to Brian, Isabel and Francis themselves are the leaders of two murderous, "blood-rich" robbery gangs and elite knights. When they meet this group of guys who dare to run out of the road and rob them with all kinds of agricultural tools in their hands, it can almost be described as a duel between two vicious wolves who have long been accustomed to killing and devouring blood, and a pack of country dogs.

When Isabel discovers that the other party is nothing more than a ragter-clad and unkempt farmer and landless wanderer, she has no desire to draw her dagger. Riding on his horse, he said to Francis and Brian, "What are you going to do with these poor people who can't even eat?" ”

Brian stared nervously at the group, holding the double-edged Cross Knight sword in his right hand, which had been drawn from its scabbard, and pointed the tip of his sword at those who were blocking the way, and said, "Your Excellency, if they make a move that threatens your life, I will not hesitate to kill them." ”

Francis looked at the poor farmers and wanderers and couldn't help but think of himself. After sighing softly, he said, "Your Excellency, why don't you give them some of the clams we picked up today." ”

Isabel looked at Brian, who was standing in front on horseback, ready to rush up at any time to "kill the enemy", and said calmly: "Brian, how much money do you have on you?" ”

Brian looked back at her and said, "Your Excellency, I don't have any money other than what you gave me last time. ”

"Take some of the money I gave you last time and give it to these people."

"Your Excellency, why do you give them money? They're going to kill you! ”

"Relax, they just need bread, cheese and some pork."

"Your Excellency, are you going to let them go?" Brian said in great surprise.

"Look, Brian, these people don't even look like they can hold the fork of the fork, do you think they'll have the strength to kill me?" Isabel smiled, trying to ease Brian's nervousness.

Francis smacked his horse's belly with his feet, stepped off his horse and walked slowly to Brian's side, and he said softly, "Brother, put down your sword and carry out your orders." ”

After Bryan slowly lowered the sword in his hand, he glanced at him and said, "Francis, why aren't you and Your Excellency nervous at all?" Aren't you afraid that your Excellency and you will kill you? ”

"Boy, I'll tell you about that later." After Francis finished speaking, he rode his horse slowly to a place about ten paces away from the looter, and said loudly: "Listen, we don't want to hurt you. If you want money, we'll give you some. There are also some shellfish, take them. ”

With that, he untied a thick linen bag full of cockles that hung on the bridge behind the saddle and threw it forward with all his might. Seeing that he was not in danger, Brian rode his horse to his side. When he untied the money bag on his waist, he muttered: "Fortunately, Your Excellency just asked me to give them this money, if I put ......"

"Alright, don't say it. Do you want them to know about that thing that everyone will go crazy when they see it? Francis lowered his voice, warning the young knight-to-be.

When Brian grabbed a few coins mixed with shillings and pennies from his purse and threw them on the ground, the vicious-looking farmers and lost wanderers immediately threw down their farming tools and ran over.