Now, Isabel has finally grasped what the fighting culture of the north is, and what it means to have a strong folk style. However, she would like to add to this phenomenon of "all soldiers": this is simply an extreme clinical manifestation of a kind of paranoid personality disorder and borderline personality disorder that is fucking fierce, naïve, stupid, and lacks self-control.

Without having to make an appointment with a psychiatrist or pay by the hour, she herself can make the final judgment directly for the farmer: this idiot + idiot + bastard + son of a bitch has a severe personality disorder, and he should be immediately put in a restraint suit for the mentally ill and immediately sent to Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland for mandatory treatment for mental illness.

Isabel Walton, who was holding the farmer hostage, deserted at this time and traveled to a large general hospital in Maryland, United States, more than 400 years later. Although her ears were full of conversations between her father and the farmer, she didn't even listen to a single word.

"Because the lord's squire thinks your ox cart is blocking the way, and you want to kill her because you are unhappy with her words?" Sir Augustine rebuked the farmer loudly.

"I don't know why she thinks that. So, I can only solve this matter with my sword and spear. The farmer stared at his two blank eyes, and said whatever came to his mind.

"Idiot, shut up! Do you know who I am? ”

"Uh, sir? Oh, you're the lord's knight? ”

"That's right, now I command you to move the ox cart out of the way at once. If you still won't, I'll make you the first person in Richmond County to be crucified. ”

"Yes, sir."

As the farmer's attitude eased, little Beard lowered his sword and pointed at him. When he found that Isabel's dagger was still against the other party's neck, he looked at Isabel in surprise and whispered, "Ma'am, ma'am, what's wrong with you?" ”

Isabel blinked, looked at him and hurriedly said, "What's the matter?" ”

"This guy is no longer resisting."

"Oh, really? Great, it doesn't seem like there's a need to double sedative this. ”

"What did you say, ma'am?"

Isabel shrugged her shoulders and withdrew her dagger and let go of the farmer. At this time, Augustine Walton glanced at some of the people who were still watching, and said loudly, "All right, all disperse, get out of the way." ”

After speaking, he turned to look at Isabel and said, "Come back with me, Your Highness has been waiting for you." ”

Isabel nodded, and was about to go to the side of the road to pull her mount and mount her horse, when she looked back at little Beard and said curiously, "Hey, what are you doing here?" ”

"Isabel, hurry up, don't keep Your Highness waiting." Augustine, who had already mounted his horse with two would-be knights, urged.

"I'm sorry, little Beard, but if you have any questions, you can come to my Highness's guard residence for dinner time." Isabel said hurriedly.

"Ma'am, I'll wait until you come to get your sword." Little Beard had a happy smile on his face blackened by the smoke of the stove.

Just as Isabel was on her horse, she suddenly noticed that not far from the side of the road, two men dressed in ordinary civilian clothes and leather armor, with thick beards, carrying knightly swords, daggers, short-handled battle axes, longbows, and arrows were secretly observing her.

"Why are these two guys armed to the teeth paying attention to me?" When Isabel got on her horse, she couldn't help but think. At this moment, when she suddenly turned around to take a closer look, the two men were nowhere to be seen.

As she rode back to the castle with Jazz and the others, she felt more and more that those two guys must be abnormal, too abnormal. Augustine, who was riding on the right, noticed that her face was a little wrong, and asked, "Isabel, are you alright?" ”

Isabel hurriedly said, "I'm fine, thank you." Uh, sir, did you notice two weird guys just now? ”

"No, what's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Uh, Isabel, who was that kid you were talking to?"

"Oh, you mean little Beard, he's the son of Beard the Blacksmith."

Augustine smiled lightly: "It turned out to be the son of Joman Smith, did he come to you for something?" ”

Isabel pursed her lips and said, "I don't know, maybe you want to ask me about forging two short swords." ”

"Well, I hope so."

"Sir, I feel like you're saying something else, isn't it?"

"No, I just wanted to tell you that little Beard's father was just a yoman. If he really thinks anything else about you, it's just a beautiful imagination of Our Lady. ”

"Ha, ha, that's funny." Isabel kept a straight face and deliberately used words to make a laugh.

"It's not funny. You must know that hierarchy is a very difficult gap for everyone to cross. Augustine said calmly.

On his way back to Nottingham Castle, Henry, dressed in cavalry armor and cape, and wearing a knight's sword, was standing on the stairs in front of the main building and looking in the direction of the castle gates. Arthur, the butler, who stood behind him, could hardly tell what he was thinking from his consistent face.

When Augustine and the other four men came to him at a gallop on their horses, Henry immediately descended the stairs to Isabel's horse. Isabel then jumped down from her horse and saluted him, saying, "Good day, Your Highness." ”

Henry looked at her with joy and said, "Good day, ma'am." After Augustine and the others saluted him, he said with some displeasure, "Ma'am, what is it that has hindered you from coming back?" So much so that I am in a dilemma that is both missed and guessed? ”

"Your Highness, it's nothing. It's just that the wheels of an ox cart are broken, blocking the road. ”

"Well, okay, let's go now."

"Yes, Your Highness, I'll bring your horse right away."

Isabel lightly dismissed the armed conflict as a perfunctory past. When he rode away with Augustine and the others from the guard's station, he whispered, "Sir, how many people accompanied His Highness to hunt today?" Are there any nobles who go with His Highness? ”

Augustine looked at her strangely and said, "According to the precedent, half of the guards will accompany His Highness on the hunt. It's just that today no nobles went to the hunting grounds with His Highness. ”

"That's good. Sir, please tell the others that you must keep Your Highness safe today. ”

"It always has been. Isabel, I want to know what the hell is going on, you are so anxious about the safety of Your Highness. ”

"Even with the two eccentric men I mentioned earlier, I suspect something bad will happen."

Augustine pondered, "Isabel, are you saying that someone would pose a threat to His Highness's life?" ”

Isabel shook her head and said, "I hope those two guys didn't come down for His Highness." ”

Soon, Isabel led Henry's horse and Sir Alex Ferguson and a dozen would-be knights back to the castle's main building. As soon as Henry got on his horse, Isabel asked, "Your Highness, are you going to the hunting grounds in the north today?" ”

Henry looked at Isabel, who was now with a longbow on her back, and a pot full of arrows hanging from her saddle, and said excitedly, "No, let's go to the greater hunting ground to the south." ”