The entrance of the local convent was overgrown with weeds. This fortress-like stone building was the last shelter for the poor Anglo-Saxon women in Britain.
Through the small square window on the door, Leorcliffe pleaded, "Dear sister, I've brought these women here with the nuns and the other women. Can you help me take care of them? "
Toffie and Judith's hands were tightly intertwined.
"I'm sorry, we can't fit more people in here." A nun appeared from the window and rejected their request.
"Sister, these are just some poor women." Leocliffe pleaded. Some of the women beside him clenched their fists tightly, their faces filled with pleading, while others were filled with indifference. Their expressions were dull, as if they had nothing left to live for.
"We're overcrowded here. Many people from the nearby villages have fled here. I'm really sorry." The nun showed pity on her face, but she still refused decisively. "Maybe you can try the convent in the north."
"I'm the captain of the Royal Militia. I order you to open the door!" Leorcliffe ordered.
"We will not open the door because of a soldier's order. That's why you brought the villagers here." The nun's voice was cold and firm.
Leorcliffe nodded and said dejectedly, "You're right." He nodded. "Please accept my apology. We'll leave now." He lowered his head and turned around to leave with the women who could not help but sob.
"Wait." Just when Allen was about to use magic to change the nun's mind, the nun suddenly called out to them. She closed the small window on the door. The door creaked as the nun opened the door. She blinked her eyes and nodded her head inside the door. There was a look of relief on her face. With a little helplessness, she said, "Come in. Find the empty floor by yourself."
After the women bowed to the militia and thanked them, they quickly walked through the door.
Among the women, only Judith was still holding Toffie's hand. She looked at her husband with tears in her eyes and was reluctant to enter. Once she let go, she did not know when she would see him again. More importantly, she was not sure if she would see him again! The Normans were extremely ferocious and cruel, and the things they had done to them were unimaginable. She really did not want to leave Tuofei and leave her husband's protection. She also did not want her husband to face those mortal demons.
Toffie pulled his wife into his arms and kissed her forehead. "Oh, Judith, what should I do?" Although he was talking about Judith, his eyes looked at Leorcliffe. Although he did not say it, Leorcliffe knew what he wanted to say.
"We have to go to Hastings, Toffee. Come on, your wife will be all right here." Leocliff, the new captain of the militia, pulled his best friend along.
"No, I've had enough of war!" But this seemed to have made Tuo Fei come to a decision. He slapped away his best friend's hand and refused.
Leorcliffe was enraged. He grabbed Toffie's collar and said, "Look, you're thinking about the days after the war. When the time comes, you'll tell your children that you're sitting on a mountain and watching England being destroyed."
Toffie stared at his friend. "I want to stay with my wife!"
"Go with him. After the war is over, we will rebuild our home. A home that belongs to the English." Judith caressed the face of her husband, whom she had just reunited with. She had personally experienced the cruelty of the Normans and knew how they would treat the English. So, she overcame her own selfish desires and joined the ranks of persuasion.
Allen, who had been carrying Merlin without saying anything, could not help but persuade them. "I personally suggest that the two of you run to the mountain and hide until the war is over." Allen knew the result of the Battle of Hastings. England was doomed to be almost annihilated. So, he also wanted to persuade the two villagers not to die in vain.
Leorcliffe's usually lazy face showed a rare serious expression. He had always hated military service. Now, he looked at Allen and said solemnly, "England will not allow me to be a deserter. I am a warrior of Crowhurst Village, and also a warrior of England." He turned his head and looked at the half-closed door of the monastery. "And for them."
Allen admired his courage and determination. He did not try to persuade him anymore. He just touched Merlin who was silent beside him. "Do you want to go in with your sister? I think the nun will agree to let you in even if I don't use magic. There are many women and children in there. "
Merlin pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he spoke his mind. "Master Wizard, I know you have terrifying power. If it's possible, can you accept me as your apprentice and teach me how to use these powers? So that I can protect them in the future …"
This time, Allen did not refuse. He looked at the little boy who was neglected by the Muggle. "I can send you to the place where you learn magic. It's the best magic school in the world — Hogwarts. There, you will gain power."
In history, Merlin had studied at Hogwarts, and the school was Slythrin. The green ribbon of Sir Merlin's First Class Medal was to commemorate Merlin's graduation. Just like what Mathilda, the leader of the centaurs, had told him, after graduation, Merlin had somehow traveled back in time to five or six hundred years ago. After that, he assisted the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, who had pulled out the Sword in the Stone and was crowned as King, a legendary figure, King Arthur, who was known as the "King of Eternity" — Arthur Merlin, the King of Eternity. Because of Arthur Pendragon, he achieved his current status in the wizarding world.
Hearing this, Merlin was a little disappointed that he could not be taught by Allen, who had witnessed the miraculous feat with his own eyes. However, he still nodded obediently. This action reminded Allen of his little sister, Sweet Bear, Emily. Feeling that he was a little too cold, Allen reached out and rubbed Merlin's head. "Before I send you to Hogwarts, I can take you with me for a period of time before leaving. You can learn from me during this period. Don't worry, although this era has the habit of letting apprentices work for free for a long time, the mentor will teach them little by little. However, I obviously don't need a child like you to do anything for me. Learn as much as you can."
"Yes, my mentor." Merlin nodded happily. He was smart enough to notice the keywords that his mentor had inadvertently mentioned. The wizard apprentice was a little shocked. "This era? You're not from this era? "
At first, Allen reflexively wanted to deny this title. After all, he could not teach Merlin for too long. However, he then remembered that Merlin's name was Merlin. The title of Merlin's wizard mentor made Allen feel a little embarrassed after hearing the long list of titles from the former King of Norway, Harald the Heartless. In the end, he nodded happily as the boy called him Merlin, acknowledging this relationship.
On the other hand, Judith's tears were falling from her eyes. "No, Toffee, I …"
"My dear, wait for me to come back." Toffee reluctantly pushed Judith's hand away from his arm.
It was finally time to say goodbye. Allen walked to the side of the nun who was waiting in front of the door and stuffed the heavy money bag into her hand. The nun felt the weight of the money bag in her hand and opened it to take a look. Her expression was slightly stunned, and she quickly closed the bag. She looked at the foreign busker who seemed to have suddenly appeared and asked in surprise, "Busker, what are you doing? You've donated so much money. What are you going to do? "
Allen pointed at Judith who had walked into the door and answered briefly, "For these kind villagers who can entertain the poor and foreigners, and for your kindness, my skills are not bad. I can still make money."
The nun did not ask any more questions. During this period of time, Britain had shown too much evil and extremely good human nature. She beckoned Judith to enter the door. Under the reluctant gaze of the newlyweds, the heavy wooden door was closed again.
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