Whether it is the religious structure maintained by the early Celts or the sacred oath of the Celtic warriors, the "Gaith", Celtic mythology is only a European classical mythology alongside Greek mythology and Norse mythology.

It is strange that the mythical prohibition with magical powers, "Gais", has also influenced English literature in later generations. Because William Shakespeare, who was about to be born thirty years later, applied the mythical oath of "Gais" to "Macbeth", one of his four great tragedies.

Perhaps one of the most famous legends in the myth of Celtic is the story of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table who followed him. In addition, King Arthur's best friend and mentor, the great magician Merlin, also plays an irreplaceable and important role in the legend.

Isabel wanted to hear some of the old myths that had been around in Wales, Scotland and Ireland for a long time, but she didn't have enough free time to listen to her sister Euphemia sitting there and "talking nonsense".

While Euphemia was about to talk to her about the sacred oath in a tone that was both fearful and excited, Isabel mentally estimated how much time was left before the action began. Euphemia lowered her voice and said, "Isabelle, Gaith has a very important place in Celtic mythology, but it is also the most secretive part. It allows warriors to gain power, and it can easily kill warriors. ”

Isabel didn't want her to feel like she didn't respect her enough, and after listening to the other party's words, she smiled and said, "Uh, Effie, I'm interested in these mythical stories you are talking about. If you want me to know more about these myths, why don't you lend me some books? ”

"What? Book? My God, the Celts, are not allowed to write Celtic myths. And after destroying the records of the books, they are more inclined to oral narration and trained memory. ”

"Wow, these Celtics are really good. Uh, Effie, you can rest here for a while, okay? ”

"Okay. Well, are you going somewhere? ”

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just looking for some... Something special. ”

"Something special? What is it? I can help you find it, and by the way, I can tell you these myths orally. ”

"Thank you, Effie."

During the time Isabel lived at Asker Manor, Euphemia had come to see her as the only person she could talk to. Every morning, when Isabel and her father rush to Nottingham Castle to serve His Royal Highness, she is left with her maid Jenny, her brother Alfred who likes to eat and play, and her mother and governess, Ferdinand Fitzgerald. Of these, only Mr. Fitzgerald could be the person she could talk to in some way.

Although she has different relationships with these people, she always feels that she can't find common ground with them. Therefore, she looks forward to Isabel coming home early every day, sitting with her in a place where no one will disturb them, and happily talking about the weather, holidays or new topics of the day.

Isabel came home late today, but her energy was still high. As she walked with her in the storeroom, she spoke with great interest about the Celtic myths that Mr. Fitzgerald had occasionally told her.

Carrying an oil lamp, he paced unhurriedly and said with relish: "Actually, the early Celts left behind many Celtic writings. However, most of it was destroyed by the later Romans. ”

Isabel searches her eyes for obsolete objects that can be exploited, and listens with her ears to Euphemia's "real-time education". While looking at it, he said, "Really? But you just told me that the Celts weren't allowed to write down Celtic mythology, did you? ”

Euphemia explained, "Yes, it is. However, that happened after the Romans plundered. ”

"Effie, what are some of the stories that impress you the most about Celtic mythology?"

"I like the folklore of Old Ireland and the story of King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table. Isabel, what are you holding in your hand? ”

"Oh, nothing, this is the humanoid mask I found here."

"Can you show me?"

"Of course."

When Isabel handed the humanoid mask to Euphemia, she found several half-used ones, with copper nails nailed to the outside and a thin layer of dust on top of them. She picked up a "coat" that resembled a modern jacket and asked Euphemia curiously, "Effie, is this a garment, or is it a knight's armor?" ”

Euphemia looked at it and said, "This is soft armor, made of linen. Isabel, this mask is actually part of the knight's helmet, and it must be used in conjunction with the helmet to resist enemy weapons. ”

"Really? I just like the patterns on the mask. By the way, you call this dress soft armor? ”

"Yes. Soft armor has been around for centuries, and until the last century knights still wore it inside chain mail or full-body plate armor. ”

"Why?"

"Because this soft armor prevents the rings and plates from wearing down the knights' skin."

"Well, then it should still be called clothes, not armor."

In fact, the armor was made of two layers of linen, the inner and the second, which was usually filled with rags or horsehair. In addition, there are copper nails nailed on the outside, which can also be regarded as a kind of armor. Sometimes, it can also be worn outside. ”

"Well, that's pretty good."

A few minutes later, Isabel left the storeroom with the humanoid mask and a few pieces of obsolete soft armor and Euphemia. When she returned to her chamberlain's room, Euphemia thought that the two of them would have a good chat for a while. Unbeknownst to her, Isabel put down her things and planned to go outside.

Puzzled, Euphemia asked, "Isabel, where are you going?" ”

Isabel unsheathed her two knightly swords and took off her leather armor and said, "Oh, it's time for me to go to work in the stables." ”

"The stables? Why, instead of taking care of and feeding the Onyx when you came back, you went straight to the storeroom? ”

"yes, I didn't even take care of Sizz's two horses."

"I guess you must have something very important to use these things, so you go straight to the storeroom."

"Effie, tomorrow is Sunday Mass, and I think I should take tomorrow's Mass seriously."

Euphemia tilted her little head and smiled, "It's right to take Sunday Mass seriously." But why use the knight's items you found in the storeroom? ”

How could the raid begin a few hours later tell the innocent Sir Sir's youngest daughter. Isabel just chuckled and said, "Because starting next week, Jazz intends to teach me knightly skills about hunting." ”