As the team reached the entrance to Latimer's Manor, located south of the forest, Isabel raised her right hand in mid-air to signal the group behind her to stop. John Neville looked at his godmother and asked incomprehensibly, "Godmother, why stop?" ”

Isabel looked at the fence gate and the low stone fence at the entrance to the manor, "John, why don't you step through this gate now and continue to be your eldest son of Lord Latimer, having a lot of time to play, and showing your father's generosity by hunting freely in your father's forest." ”

John hurriedly argued, "Godmother, I definitely didn't think of it that way. When Madame Latimer sent me to Asker Manor, I had already made up my mind to become a knight. ”

"Knights? Tell me, John, what was the first thing I said yesterday? ”

"Godmother, the first is that I can't move freely without your orders."

Isabel propped her hands on the bridge in front of the saddle and smiled indifferently, "Since you left Asker Manor, have I given you an order to move freely?" ”

John, who was full of freshness and curiosity about everything he saw, remembered what he had sworn to say yesterday. At this point, in the midst of Isabel's questioning, he began to frustrate himself with his willfulness and his penchant for playfulness.

Sitting on the horse with his head bowed, he didn't dare to look into the eyes of his godmother. Isabel felt angry and amused when she saw that he was silent, and looked like she bowed her head and admitted her mistake. Sighing slightly, he shook his head and said solemnly, "John Neville, raise your head and say loudly, what is your identity now?" ”

"I'm a knight's squire, godmother." John immediately looked up at the familiar fence gate of Latimer's manor.

"Well, good, I'm glad you haven't forgotten who you are." Isabel nodded with satisfaction, "So, what are you supposed to do as an acolyte?" ”

"Obey the orders of a knight or godmother."

"Well, now, follow the group quickly south, and you will not be allowed to rest until you reach the Fountain Abbey."

"Yes, godmother."

In this way, John Neville did not dare to look at his father's estate again, and rode silently along the road and galloped south. Isabel in the procession looked at her godson riding on the side of the flag bearer at the front of the line, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "It seems that John's training time is still too short. It's only been three years, and he's going out on a mission. ”

"I used to think that the process of a boy going through 14 years of training to become a good, qualified elite knight was too long and painful."

"Now it seems that there is some truth to it."

As the team made a quick march to the town of Rippon, which was more than an hour's ride, Faist slowed his horse to allow Isabel to catch up with him. When he saw Isabel, he asked calmly, "Your Excellency, the road sign in front indicates that there is a congregation called Fountain Monastery nearby. ”

"I know, you go to the front and tell Baldwin at once, and turn to rest near the monastery."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Located about 4 miles southwest of the town of Ripon, North Yorkshire, Fountain Abbey near the village of Eldfield is a historic Cistercian monastery (Roman Catholic Friars' Order). It was built in 1132 and closed permanently in 1539 by Henry VIII after more than 400 years of vicissitudes. The monastery's property was confiscated and replenished into the treasury, and its lands were temporarily sealed by Henry VIII, waiting for some benevolent nobleman or knight to buy it.

After the monastery was closed by Henry VIII last year, a few monks wandered north along the road into Richmondshire. Compelled by life, the monks became hired hands in the handicraft workshop at Isabelle's Church Hill Manor. At that time, Isabel did not pay much attention to the monastery when she learned about it from several monks. Now, God Almighty has given her a golden opportunity to enter the monastery and find out.

At this time, under the leadership of Baldwin and Fast, the whole team quickly left the main road next to the town of Ripon and ran wildly towards a country road to the southwest. As he was about to pass the village of Stadley Roger along the way, William Parr, who was riding on one side, stumbled upon a sense of joy on Isabel's face.

He didn't ask, didn't say a word, just followed Isabel and galloped at a speed. When the procession reached the outside of a large pristine forest between the abbey and the village of Eldfield, Isabel immediately ordered the procession to stop. Beside William, he ordered, "Let the others dismount at once and go south into the forest." ”

Soon, everyone and their horses marched quietly and silently through the forest. Soon, Baldwin, who was at the front, saw in the distance through the dense branches of the trees, the pointed roof towering in mid-air in front of him. Then he stopped and looked at Fast beside him, "Go and inform Your Excellency, we are about to enter the territory of the abbey." ”

"Your Excellency, a mile ahead is the Fountain Abbey." Fast ran back to Isabel and reported.

"Well, let the team stop and rest on the spot." Isabel finished speaking and looked at William beside her, "You and John lead all the horses to the woods behind." ”

After hiding the horses, William Parr and his nephew John returned to the rest of the people who were sitting on the grass. Isabelle, after gathering all the people around her, glanced at the silent guards and whispered, "Brothers, the Fountain Monastery is a Catholic monastery that was closed by order of His Majesty the King last year. ”

"Do you know what will happen to the monastery that has been ordered to close?" Isabel asked.

"Your Excellency, when the monastery is closed, all the monks will be expelled from the monastery, their property will be confiscated, and the land will be sold or rewarded to the nobles and gentry." William, who was educated, immediately replied in a coherent manner.

Isabel nodded, "Brothers, are you willing to use your chivalry to protect women and children, fight for justice, and fight against chaos and evil?" ”

Her words are indeed very beautiful and seductive, and make people have a blood-boiling urge and desire to risk death. Just as the Crusades waged against the countries on the eastern shore of the Mediterranean in the name of recovering the lands occupied by the Arab invasions, even when openly robbing civilians, they would shout: "Fight for the faith!" ”

As soon as the words ended, everyone present laughed in unison, except for William and his nephew. To put it bluntly, Isabel was instigating the guards to plunder.