Peter McDonald, the leader of the highlander mercenaries, was stunned at the moment when the tip of the knight's sword was broken, only to see the other man quickly raise his left hand and throw an oil lamp at his face. His head tilted to the left, dodging the incoming oil lamp.

Without waiting for the opponent to raise the knight's sword with the tip of the sword severed to fight back, Isabel hurriedly withdrew the short sword in her right hand, raised her right leg and kicked the opponent in the abdomen. At this time, how could MacDonald, who was not wearing a cuirass and only had a linen nightgown on his body, resist the other party's kick.

When McDonald was kicked to the ground, Isabel Walton burst into the room, stomped on his chest, raised his dagger and stabbed him in the right wrist. Bleeding from his right wrist, MacDonald couldn't bear the intense pain that followed, so he threw away the knight's sword.

At the same time, Francis, who was staying in the corridor outside the door, had already noticed the fight, and his deputy Thor immediately broke into the room. Before McDonald, who was lying on his back, stood up, he raised the Cross Knight Sword in both hands and aimed it at his chest and stabbed him down.

"Wait." Isabel stopped them when she saw that their swords were about to pierce each other's chests.

When McDonald saw the two knight's swords against his chest, he had to give up the idea of fighting back. Seeing that the other had been subdued, Isabel said to Friancys, "Lift him up and let him sit down." ”

Not understanding Isabel's intentions, the two pulled McDonald up from the ground and pressed him to a long-backed seat. Then he heard Isabel command, "Tie him hand and foot." ”

In a few moments, McDonald's hands were tied behind his back, and his legs were tied to the legs of the chair, barely moving. At this time, Thor brought another chair, with Isabel sitting opposite him and Francys standing on her side.

As Saul held an oil lamp to light Peter's face on the right side, Isabel crossed her right leg and stared at each other with her arms folded over her chest: "I guess you must be Peter McDonald, right?" ”

Peter felt that his pierced right wrist was still in great pain, and tried to cover the wound on his right wrist with his left hand, but his hands were tied to the back of the chair. Forcibly enduring the pain, he kept a calm state and looked at each other: "It's me, who are you?" Didn't expect it to be a woman?! ”

"Anyway, you don't know who I am, so you might as well just call me Black Monk." Isabel's voice came from behind the silver mask. Although her tone sounded indifferent, the silver mask on her face looked even more terrifying at this time.

Peter tried to struggle with his bound hands and snorted softly, "Black Friar?!" It turns out that you are the Black Friars. A lot of people here know about you, even us foreigners. ”

"You're welcome. So, McDonald, can you tell me why you're here? ”

"My brothers and I are mercenaries, so we'll be anywhere."

"Well, do you know where your brothers are now?"

Peter recalled all the strange noises he had just heard, and sneered, "I suppose my brothers have all been killed by your men now, right?" ”

Isabel looked up at Francis, who was standing on the left: "Is that so?" ”

Francis remembered that a few Black Friars had killed a few priests by mistake, nodded and whispered, "Yes, my lord." Well, four more priests were killed in the chaos. ”

"Priest?! God will forgive them. After saying that, Isabel looked at Peter who was sitting opposite him again: "Now, do you want to say anything?" ”

"Did Sir send you to kill me and my brothers?"

"What sir? McDonald, in fact, the purpose of the Black Friars coming to you today is very simple. ”

"For the money, huh?" The bleeding wound had caused Peter to lose some sensation in his right hand, but his mind had become somewhat clear.

"Maybe. Let's talk about money. Isabel took the opportunity to turn the conversation to money.

"Okay, if you want to talk about money, then why did you kill my brother???"

Isabel looked at him with unusual calm: "The Bible says: 'The love of money is the root of all evil.'" Some, who love money, are led away from the truth and pierce themselves through with much sorrow. Is that so? With that, he gracefully turned his silver face to Francis to one side.

Francis Swift smiled to himself and promised, "Yes, my lord." ”

"McDonald, now you know in whose name the Black Friars killed your brother, right?"

"I am surprised that the 'Black Friars', as the largest robbery gang in the North, will use the Bible to put on a sacred cloak for their shamelessness."

Isabel had planned to annihilate McDonald and his gang of mercenaries on the outskirts of the village of Howth in Richmond County, but the cunning bastard would allow herself and the Monks to go deep into neighboring Westmoreland County to complete the elimination plan.

Luckily for her, she was able to anticipate a possible encounter with the County Patrol in Westmoreland. Otherwise, not only would the Scots not be cleared, but the Monks would risk plunging the Monks into another battle.

Thinking of this, Isabel decided not to play the role of a benevolent god anymore. Standing up, he glanced at Saul beside McDonald, and said coldly, "Deal with him." ”

"I'll be happy to serve you, sir." Thor immediately put down the oil lamp in his hand excitedly, covered MacDonald's mouth with his left hand, and held a dagger across his neck with his right hand ready to move.

Just as Isabel and Francis turned and walked to the door, McDonald, who was dying, quickly screamed as if he had found a life-saving straw. Unfortunately, his mouth was covered by Thor so hard that he couldn't speak at all.

"Woo... Woo... Woo... McDonald struggled with all his strength, screaming from his covered mouth.

"Gather all the people and prepare to return to the county immediately." After Isabel whispered to Francis, she turned around and said coldly, "Let go of his mouth." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. But what about the people in charge of attracting the county vigilante? Francis glanced at McDonald, who had a strong desire to survive, and asked in a low voice.

"My lord, as long as you let me go, I can give you all the treasures." MacDonald is a complete believer in the magic of money that can change everything.

"Don't kill him yet." After Isabel finished speaking to Saul, she turned to look at Francis and whispered, "Give me 10 people, and I'll go get them back." ”

Francis almost screamed in surprise, and hurriedly invited Isabel to the side of the door and leaned against the wall and whispered: "Your Excellency, you can't go, it's too dangerous." Uh, I'm going to get them back. ”