In fact, Isabel Walton has already drawn some conclusions from conversations with the other side. For example, the identity of the assassin, who assigned her, and how much commission she received for the purpose of assassinating her. Now, she just wants to get a few words of answer, or confession, from the other party's mouth that can verify the truth of the conclusion.

In a trance, she felt that she had become an intelligence analyst for the United Kingdom, a NATO ally of the CIA, who was secretly collecting, analyzing, and processing important information about terrorist groups and individuals on British soil.

The most exciting thing is that when she collects intelligence in other countries, she can use "waterboarding", sleep deprivation, bright light exposure and other violent torture methods to obtain information on suspects without any legal responsibility.

Although these cruel and inhumane methods of torture have been used by humanitarians or politicians with "ulterior motives" to expose the shortcomings of the intelligence situation, they are too small compared to the penal methods of the late European Middle Ages.

Although the suspect had been "forced" to drop his weapon, it still did not change the fact that he and his accomplices were assassins. And because the suspect has been denying and quibbling, he dressed himself as a Christian soldier in the cloak of Catholicism, fighting to maintain the ancient religious order. So, Isabel decided not to play a benevolent angel anymore. Instead, she prefers to be a fallen angel.

When she heard the assassin's repudiation answer, she put down her sword and crouched down quietly in front of him and said, "Hey, man, can you do me a favor?" ”

The assassin endured the pain in his injured calf and wrist, and a sentence burst out of his closed lips: "What can I help you?" ”

"Help me to help yourself and get yourself out of this pain as soon as possible."

"The pain I have endured is nothing compared to the pain of God."

"I see, you're saying that the pain you're suffering isn't even pain."

So, what kind of pain counts as pain? Like Jesus Christ? Isabel straightened up as if she were talking to herself, the assassin's sword in her hand.

"Jesus Christ? yes, that's right. This time I want you to taste the pain that God has endured, what do you think? Isabel leveled her sword again as she spoke, aiming the tip of her sword at the assassin's left shoulder.

Just as she was about to stab her sword, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind her. Looking back, it turned out to be Ferguson Congreve and two would-be knights of the Guards riding in her direction.

Ferguson saw from afar Isabel raise her sword as if she were executing a prisoner, and hurriedly drove her horse to her. When he jumped off the horse, he looked at the assassin who was kneeling on the ground and had closed his eyes, and said, "Madam, Your Highness has asked me to come and look for you." Uh, that's what you call a suspicious? ”

Still holding her sword, Isabel pointed her sword against her right cheek and said, "Sir, this is a foreign mercenary who and his accomplices were paid 200 pounds to assassinate me. ”

Ferguson looked at the assassin in amazement, then looked at Isabel and said, "How do you know?" Have you tortured them to extract a confession? ”

"Torture? I was about to do that when you came. ”

"Ma'am, I think you'd better leave this matter to Your Highness and Lord Haswell. After all, His Majesty the King has long been dissatisfied with the nobles who have territorial privileges. ”

"I know. However, these two bastards tried to kill me. ”

And so it is. However, this just means that you are the victim of this violent incident, and you can raise it with these two people... Offer high financial compensation. ”

"Damn it!" Isabel looked at Ferguson with disgust and cursed.

"By the way, what about this man's accomplices? How can I see only one person? Ferguson added.

"On it." Isabel lifted her chin and glanced at the branch of the oak tree on her right, reaching out into the air.

Ferguson couldn't help but laugh as he followed her gaze: "Why is this guy hanging from a tree?" ”

Isabel pursed her lips and said, "This bastard probably thinks that life in His Highness's territory is very comfortable, and wants to stay in His Highness's territory for a while." ”

Ferguson shook his head amusefully and asked a would-be knight to climb up the tree and throw the assassin off the tree. Calling Isabel to the side, she whispered, "Ma'am, do you know who paid these two men to kill you?" ”

Isabel looked at the assassin on his knees and said, "At the moment, I only know that these two men were ordered by a priest to kill me. ”

"Priest? What's going on? Ferguson was even more surprised.

Then Isabel told him some of the conclusions she had reached. Witnessing the would-be knight pushing another assassin down from a tree, he said, "Witch, this is my crime." They also tried to tie me to the cross and burn me at the stake to purify me as a witch and all the diseases I had brought. ”

Ferguson pondered, "I think someone must have told the bishop about what happened before you were baptized. Then, with the acquiescence of the bishop, a certain priest found these two men to assassinate you. ”

"Bishop? Perhaps, it was some 'servant of God' in Nottingham Castle who reported the incident to the bishop. ”

"Are you kidding? Father Thomas once said in front of everyone that he would always obey Protestantism. ”

"Sir, I'm sure he'll say so."

Isabel said calmly: "But, do you think this is possible? Let a priest who had been in the Catholic faith for many years suddenly be forced to convert his faith with a sword overnight. Sir, if you were a priest, what would you do in the face of His Majesty's edict? ”

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When the two captured mercenaries were returned to the Duke of Richmond on horseback, Henry was amazed at Isabel's "hunting results" today. As she looked at the two mercenaries lying on the ground in confusion, she heard Isabel say, "Your Highness, this is the 'prey' I brought back for you. ”

Henry shook his head helplessly and whispered, "Ma'am, hunting is a quasi-war activity, and the whole process is full of unknown dangers. In any case, these two 'prey's are much more dangerous than the real prey. ”

Isabel shrugged her shoulders and said, "Your Highness, participating in the hunt can improve my alertness, flexibility, and courage in battle. But these two people are very dangerous, so I have to do it. ”

"Well, can you tell me the whole thing?"

"Yes, Your Highness. Here's how it goes......"

Isabel briefly recounted the causes and consequences of the mercenary encounter, and then told the Duke of her conclusions. Henry frowned and said, "So, these two foreign mercenaries were instructed by a priest to assassinate you?" ”

Isabel said calmly, "Yes, Your Highness. In this way, they become soldiers of Christ, thus turning an illegal incident of violence into a legitimate religious activity. ”

"Religious activities? Hmph, this group of Catholic priests is still resisting His Majesty the King and the Protestant policies. ”