Since the violent assassination involved a priest under Archbishop Edward Stafford of the diocese, the Duke of Richmond had to make a formal representation with the Bishop to prevent a recurrence.

After all, Isabel Walton is no longer a "wandering beggar" or a witch who came to Nottingham Castle in the first place. She even had the enviable status of a member of a knightly family, a well-paid job where she could serve her lord's allegiance and worry-free food and clothing.

Although Isabel was able to guess that the mastermind behind the Nazareth Church was Father Boniface Thomas, she did not have enough evidence to prove that Father Thomas had bought the murder. If the priest's criminal acts were suddenly revealed now, I am afraid that the vast majority of people in Nottingham Castle would not believe that the assassination she said was instigated by the priest.

Therefore, she intends to take advantage of a rare "opportunity" that will arise in the future to get the priest to jump out of the field. In this way, the priest could be sent to prison or forced to go into exile. Of course, the ideal solution would be to guillotine the priest on charges of armed rebellion.

At some point in the future, Isabel will be able to deal with Father Thomas in this way. At this moment, if the priest insisted on removing the "disease" for the Duke of Richmond despite the Bishop's warnings, she would be happy to accept the threat of death at any time. If necessary, she can also pull out a few psychopathic berserkers from the "Blackfriars" to play cold-blooded war games with mercenaries from Italy and Germany.

One day later, Henry paced after sunrise to the Guards' training grounds. Staring at Isabelle, who was practicing sword fighting with Sir Augustine on the field, he said to Eugene, the valet behind him, "Go and tell Sir that I want Lady Isabel to accompany me to ride horses in the territory." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Eugene agreed.

"If Sir is worried about my safety, you can ask him to send two more would-be knights with us." Henry added.

Eugene trotted up to Jazz and told the lord what he wanted. Soon, Isabel, dressed in armor and with a sword at her waist, and two would-be knights, who were also heavily armed, strode briskly in the direction of the stables.

A few minutes later, Isabelle, riding another purebred bob horse she had purchased last time, led Henry's mount and followed two would-be knights who were also riding forward to Henry.

When Henry mounted his horse, Isabel asked him, "Your Highness, where are you going for a walk today?" ”

"Go to the North Hunting Grounds."

"The North Hunting Grounds? Your Highness, are you going to hunt today? But your valet Eugene said..."

"Ma'am, I actually want to go for a walk in Jazz's Territory. If you wish, I can invite you to Sizz's house for a delicious country dinner. ”

"Your Highness, you invited me to my home and have dinner with my family?"

"Hahaha, yes. I beg your pardon, I almost forgot that this is where you live with your family. ”

When the four men and four horses left the castle, Isabel looked back at the empty person behind her and said, "Your Highness, are the four of us the only ones out of the city today?" ”

Henry looked at the two would-be knights in front of him and whispered, "Isabel, why do you still call me Your Highness?" I haven't forgotten our agreement. ”

"Okay, you can keep the two brothers in front of us a little farther away."

"As you wish, Lady Isabel."

Although it only takes about ten minutes to reach the hunting grounds to the north or the nearby Asker Manor, Henry and Isabel on horseback walk very slowly. Henry looked up at the blue sky and said, "Isabel, I have already talked to the Bishop about you, and I will never happen again the day before yesterday." ”

The war horse under her crotch walked effortlessly along the road leading to the hunting ground, and Isabel, who was sitting firmly on horseback, looked around and said, "I hope so." Henry. While His Majesty was pursuing the policy of the state religion, the nobles, gentlemen, jomans, tenant farmers, priests and clergy of the north were full of resistance to the state religion. Don't you think, under our ass is a powder keg that can explode at any moment? ”

Henry glanced at her, just smiled and said, "Powder keg? Hee-hee, your language is always light-hearted. So, what do you think? ”

"Me? Come on, I'm just one of your guards, not a Privy Councillor. ”

"Isabel, I think you have your own ideas on a lot of things."

"Thank you, Henry. Actually, I think we're going through a process. Although in the process, some will die, some will compromise, and some will choose to go into exile, in the end everything will pass. ”

"Oh? You mean to say that the state religion will eventually triumph over Catholicism?! Henry asked, somewhat surprised.

"No, it's a replacement. Don't you think so? Isabel asked calmly.

"At least not everyone around me thinks so."

"Henry, I just want to say that Roman Catholic rule has come to an end, and His Majesty has personally created a new religious and spiritual world in this land. Eventually, it will change the fate of England and its people forever. ”

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On the afternoon of Saturday, the day before Sunday Mass, Isabelle, wearing only a cuirass and a pair of arm guards, rode outside Jomanbeard's blacksmith's shop. When she jumped off the horse, little Beard, who was still sweating and working hard, put down his hammer and went outside, smiled and saluted her, saying, "Good day, Lady Isabel." ”

Isabel nodded at him, and as she took the reins of her steed, she said, "Little Beard, it seems that you are becoming more and more gentlemanly. ”

Little Beard smiled and said, "Thank you, ma'am. I'm getting ready to go to the South soon. ”

"Really? Well, I congratulate you in advance on the opportunity to get more education and become a true gentleman. ”

"It's my honor to have your blessings."

When she came to the parlor behind the blacksmith's shop, Isabel sat down and said, "Little Beard, where is your father?" ”

Little Beard came to her with a jar of blackberry wine and said, "Ma'am, my father has something to ask the magistrate of the county

Ask. Ma'am, please taste. ”

Isabel picked up the glass with some blackberry wine poured on it and took a sip, then smiled and said, "This is still the blackberry bar you made?" ”

"Yes, ma'am. I remember you saying that when you come to Smith's house again, you'll taste the blackberry I made. ”

"Really? Oh, maybe I was so scared that I forgot about the farmer who wanted to kill me. ”

Later, when little Beard gently placed the two short swords on the table with sword slings and sheaths, he asked curiously, "Ma'am, it seems that you are wearing several pieces of armor today. ”

Isabel drew a dagger and looked at it carefully, saying, "I don't think it's good-looking, and the rest of the parts make me feel uncomfortable." ”

Glancing at little Beard with a curious face, she explained, "Actually, I have one more thing to do today, I want you father and son to make a pair of armor for me. Ancient Greek armor, to be exact. ”