At 8:16 a.m., Abraham Grant, dressed and in good spirits, stood in the noblest and unique room of Nottingham Castle with his hands behind his back, looking out the window at the castle scenery without saying a word.

The owner of the dormitory, the red-haired boy who was being dressed by a valet, looked with some unease at the famous scholar from St. John's College, Cambridge University. Of course, this is not the first time the two have met like this, and naturally it will not be the last.

In silence, a sly smile suddenly appeared on the young man's young face, and he blinked at the scholar's tall back and said, "Teacher Abraham Grant, I have discovered an interesting phenomenon in you in the past few years. ”

Abraham turned to look at the boy and grinned, "Your Highness, what have you discovered?" ”

"Mr. Grant, why are you always in high spirits every morning, and you can't hold back your energy by noon?"

"Uh, what's this—"

"Mr. Grant, let me answer for you. Because you are accustomed to doing your studies every night, like a night owl. ”

"Your Highness, your observations are very accurate. In fact, I'm not alone. ”

At this time, the valet had finished dressing the young man, and stood respectfully with his hands down. As he walked out of the room, the boy said to Abraham, who was close behind him, "You mean that's the case with every teacher from Cambridge?" Well, since you've been doing your studies every night, do you know what happened at Nottingburger last night? ”

The corners of Abraham's mouth grinned slightly, and he thought, "Henry is no longer the little Henry he used to be." Although he still likes to be lazy in bed for fifteen minutes every morning, he has learned to divert the conversation, and is indirectly unwilling to admit his fault. ”

While Abraham was thinking, his mouth did not mean to be closed, and he hurriedly replied to the young man named Henry: "Your Highness, in fact, I only heard about it this morning. ”

"Oh...... So what do you think about this? ”

"Your Highness, according to your butler, he considers this young woman to be a bountiful wandering beggar. As for how to deal with homeless beggars, the national parliament had issued a series of decrees a few years ago. ”

"Well, what if Field's views have some sort of opinion of his own? Mr. Grant, I mean this young woman may lack some ability to work due to lack of food?! ”

"Your Highness, if the truth were as you suspected, I'm afraid this young woman wouldn't have escaped from Nottinghamburg so easily."

"Mr. Grant, what you said makes a lot of sense. Probably, this is the main reason why the young night watchman thinks this woman is a witch. ”

As the two entered Henry's study, the butler Arthur Field rushed to hear the news. Entering the study, he first bowed deeply to his lord, and after getting up, he said in a gentle tone: "Your Highness, Sir Augustine and your knights have returned. ”

Henry, after glancing at Aristotle's On Virtue and Evil, Eudemian Ethics and other ancient Greek literary works on his desk, asked his butler with some excitement: "God forbid, the fearless Sir Augustine really caught that witch?" ”

Arthur looked embarrassed and replied, "Yes, Your Highness." But ......"

"But what? Field, what's the matter with you, how did you get spitting? ”

"Your Highness, Sir Augustine actually volunteered to be a witch hostage, and that hated witch was willing to return to Nottinghamburg with the knights."

Henry's mouth was wide open, and after glancing at the butler several times with an incredulous expression, he immediately turned his face and asked the famous scholar from Cambridge who was standing beside him: "Mr. Grant, perhaps I have mixed some benevolent imagination in my opinion on this matter. What do you think? ”

Abraham frowned, looked at his student in silence, and then replied, "Your Highness, as your teacher, I have to advise you that, given your age, it is not appropriate to come into contact with this society too early. Your main task at the moment is to get the knowledge you need from books, and you don't need to know anything else at the moment. ”

"Mr. Abraham Grant, you always have all sorts of reasons for refusing to answer any of my questions to you that are not from the books. Everyone who lives in this country has an obligation to care about this country, and for me, this obligation is even more indispensable. As warm and comfortable as it was to stay at Notting Hamburg, I will one day be exposed to the outside world, whether it is wonderful or dark. ”

"Your Highness, your future is a long way to go, and you can't do everything yourself. You want to be a good captain, not a sailor who only knows how to row hard. ”

"Mr. Grant, a good captain always starts with a sailor who rows hard, doesn't he?"

Abraham saw something in Henry's flickering eyes, shook his head slightly, and said, "Your Highness, do you remember the young maid who died of the plague?" ”

Henry nodded with a heavy expression and said, "Mr. Grant, I can understand that you are doing this completely for my sake. ”

Just as Abraham was breathing a sigh of relief, he was surprised to hear Henry say to the butler, "Where are Sir Augustine and my knights now?" I need to know if they are safe and if they are hurt? ”

Arthur replied truthfully, "Your Highness, the knights and knights are safe now and have not been harmed in any way. It's just that...... I think Jazz's mood looks a little heavy. ”

"Heavy? Why is he like this? Field, take me at once, I need to know everything. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. But please stay behind me. Suppose the witch wants to make ...... What's going on......"

"Arthur, you're worried that the witch is going to hurt me, aren't you?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Don't worry, Arthur. Don't forget, I've been practicing swordsmanship since I was 6 years old. ”

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When Ferguson was kicked hard by Isabel, he threw himself forward in a "hungry dog pounce" position and fell heavily on the mud that had been soaked by the rain.

At this time, Ferguson, who was already extremely angry, immediately got up from the ground without caring about the mud on his face. When he threw away the light spear and shield in his hand, he reached out to draw the sword that hung from his waist, but he grabbed an empty spot.

Turning to his senses, he watched as the woman took her stabbing sword and rested it on Sir Augustine's neck. There is no doubt that as long as the opponent gently pulls the sword back, Sir Augustine, who has the title and honor of knighthood, will immediately be splattered with blood on the spot, and his body will be in a different place.

Ferguson, who didn't have time to think about how the other party got his stabbing sword, roared angrily: "Come on, stinky woman, if you think that I will kneel in front of you like a coward, then you are wrong!" I will fight for honor! Even at the expense of everything!! ”