As soon as it was proposed that a person of status and social rank should be used as a witness to the duel, the chief guard of the town where the cattle and horse market was located immediately appeared in front of everyone. The young man looked at the sudden appearance of the Captain of the Guard, Sir Herbert, with a suspicious gaze, and he had some suspicion that there might be some relationship between the young woman and the knight.

"Good day, Sir Herbert, Chief of the Guard." The young man brought the cross-handed half-handed sword in his hand with the tip of the sword downward, and came to Sir Herbert with the sword upside down, saluting respectfully and greeting him.

"Boy, do you have anything to say?" Jazz just looked at the young man calmly.

"Sir, I am honored to have you as a witness to the duel. So this savage, violent duel becomes a duel of honor related to the status and honor of the individual, right? ”

"Well, that's right."

"Sir, since it is a duel of honor, it is necessary for both parties to solemnly swear to each other and the witnesses before the duel, and to promise to strictly abide by the rules of the duel and the judgment of your command."

Sir Herbert was a little amused by the young man with a distinctly Midlands accent, and couldn't help but glance at Isabel. However, he nodded at the young man, "Well, you're quite right. A duel of honor really has to highlight its ceremonial dignity. ”

When the young man saw that the other party agreed, his heart was full of joy, but he still looked at the other party calmly, "Sir, I will not privately decide to duel with the other party until you give the order. ”

At this time, Isabel, who was standing in place, was already waiting impatiently. With a dagger in each hand, he hurried to Sir Herbert's side. Raising his right arm, he pointed the sword in his hand at the young man standing to the left of the knight, "Bastard, pick up your sword and fight me!" ”

Just by the silk shirt Isabel wore, it was clear that she would never be a girl from a family of peasant or joman families. It may have come from a local gentleman's family, or it could have been the daughter of a knight, and the young man did not seem to be at all afraid of her sword, always smiling and watching her.

Sir Herbert thought the young man's opinion correct, so he coughed lightly: "Cough, uh, I, as a witness to this duel, now ask both sides of the duel to swear solemnly to each other and to me." ”

Isabel hated the young man's smile for no reason, and swung her raised dagger downward, "Sir, let him speak first." ”

The young man straightened his chest, raised his right hand without squinting, and swore with a solemn expression: "My name is William Parr, and as the magistrate of Northamptonshire, the eldest son of the chief of the guard and the procurator, I hereby solemnly swear that I will strictly abide by the rules of the duel and the command and judgment of the witnesses, and that I will not ask for a duel on my own initiative, and I will not retaliate in private, and there will be no irregularities in the duel." ”

If William hadn't revealed his true identity, it would have been estimated that Isabel would have slit his throat with a sword as if he were an ordinary man in the next duel. However, after the other party told her real name and identity, she couldn't do it anymore. Although the murderous aura in her heart caused by the duel had been stirred up by the other party at this time, she needed to temporarily suppress the desire to eat blood that was about to erupt.

His eyes were full of murder, and he glared at William Parr without saying a word, she knew about this bastard from her best friend, Katherine Neville. This bastard is none other than Catherine's own brother and John Neville's uncle. In a few years, he will have a title that falls from the sky - the Marquess I of Northampton.

The hell knows how this bastard could have come north from the magistrate's estate in Northamptonshire. Not only did he come to the north, but he also met his nephew John in a duel in the market in Darlington. Wait, maybe he's coming for his sister Catherine. But why didn't he know John?

Isabel looked intently at William after completing the oath ceremony, and sneered, "William Parr? Well, that's good. Before I swear, I want to tell you something very interesting. ”

William felt that the other party's tone was wrong, he thought that the other party was in a rough and obedient mood because of the duel, "Very interesting? Miss, please speak. ”

"Do you know who that boy you almost killed is?"

"Miss, if you may, please tell me who that boy is."

Isabel gritted her teeth and spat out a sentence, "Bastard, I tell you, this boy's name is John Neville, the eldest son of Lord Latimer III, and the stepson of Catherine Neville, Lady Latimer. ”

"Bang!" The sharp cross-handed half-handed sword in William's hand fell to the hard ground, and he looked at the other party dumbfounded, "Miss, what you said is true?" ”

Isabel glared at him without saying a word, and suddenly turned back to William's nephew and shouted, "John, come here." ”

John Neville didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly ran over, "Godmother, I'm here." ”

"John, do you hate this man very much?" The corners of Isabel's mouth twitched, and she came up with an extremely shady idea.

"Yes, godmother." After John replied respectfully, he immediately remembered the way William taunted him, "This bastard not only wanted to duel me, but he also humiliated me in public just now. Little John immediately pointed at William's nose and cried.

At this moment, beads of sweat oozed from William's forehead, and he quickly knelt down on one leg in front of John, "I'm sorry, John, please forgive me for being barbaric and rude!" ”

John didn't expect the other party to apologize to him so politely, and looked up at Isabel, "Godmother, what does this guy mean?" Did you tell him, 'Who is my father?' ”

"You can let him tell you for himself."

"Yes, godmother." John turned his gaze to William again, "Say, who are you?" ”

When William reveals his relationship with John's stepmother, John also becomes a little surprised. With his mouth slightly open, he looked at his uncle and then at Isabel, "Godmother, do you believe what he said?" Is he really Madame's younger brother? ”

"That's right. Okay, now you can teach him a hard lesson. ”

"Godmother, he's my uncle, my relative, I... How can I kill him? ”

At this point, this duel of honor is no longer possible. Isabel put away her dagger and glanced at the captain of the guard, "Sir, let your men drive these people away and cancel this duel." ”

Sir Herbert already understood the relationship between John and William, and shook his head helplessly, "Uncle wants to duel with his nephew?" I've never had anything like this before. ”