Trafford’s Trading Club

Whatever Her Majesty's dissatisfaction with the idea of this bureaucrat, it is only natural that the security work needs to be done - even more rigorous than it has been in the past, because of this delicate time.

As soon as the queen entered the table, Lancelot began to patrol the perimeter - of course, Her Majesty was surrounded by six experienced knights, as well as a number of imperial security personnel.

These knights were temporarily drawn… In the past, there was only Lancelot by the queen.

In fact, this arrangement is entirely due to Lancelot's failure to recover - less than 10 hours after the late night battle, despite the medical treatment provided by the Knights of Fog, she was not in good shape at this time.

Holy Armor is a mysterious power that is built by the Celtic Divine System… it can be repaired automatically even if it is damaged.

It will take at least six hours… feel [Lancelot Du Lake] 's armor automatically restored at this time, the only female table with no half smile on her face.

She has toured around and returned to the queen's chambers again.

“No suspicious persons have been identified at this time.” Faced by an old queen, Lancelot gazed calmly, her legs slightly forked apart, and said with her hands behind her back.

“Take it easy, little Lancelot.” Her Majesty waved, "in fact, I'm not that important. Really, Lancelot, I'm just a decent old woman standing in front of people, so to speak, representing this country. ”

Her Majesty lowered her head to tease her pet and laughed: “Someone really thinks I'm important... you know, last year I heard an interesting joke. A group of terrorists felt that holding my pet would allow me to compromise their demands, so they even planned how to kidnap it. ”

Lancelot doesn't have any expression on his face.

Her Majesty scratched her pet chin with her fingers, "You see, they all think you might be more important than a country. A decent joke about my country... well, haven't the show started yet? ”

Her Majesty spoke of putting glasses in front of her eyes and measuring the direction of the stage from here down.

“Half an hour to the show, Your Majesty.” In the face of Her Majesty the Queen, Lancelot responded only to this last sentence.

But then the queen suddenly stood up from her seat and bent her back slightly, seemingly to close the distance between what... what she was looking at.

Lancelot frowned, "Your Majesty, what happened? ”

Only Her Majesty the Queen said slowly at this point: "I wish… it was incredible that there were such similarities in the world. ”

“Queen? ”

Her Majesty slowly lowered her hand glasses and seemed to be caught in contemplation, muttering to herself: “After all these years, she should be older than me...”

Suddenly, Her Majesty turned her body and said positively, "Lancelot, can you do something for me? ”

“Yes, your-majesty. ”

……

The sound of the shutter rang softly - many seats had similar sounds before the show started… Boss Lo was not immune.

Of course not for the sake of photographing a circle of friends, it's just a crossover… to soothe the other side of the hemisphere, he may have slept like a dead pig by now, but he will wake up the next day with a nervous nun.

Of course, he entered the country with the maid.

“Well, I guess I'll be able to eat when I wake up.” Lochu smiled, put away his phone and looked at the maid next to him and suddenly thought of something interesting.

He asked softly, "Is there anything you don't like about this country? ”

“Why do you say that?” Unight blinked.

Rochu started playing with the maid's fingers, "You know what I'm talking about. ”

“Mm-hmm.” The maid shook her head and put her hands on her chest, softly saying, “She just exists in several of the same sub-worlds, experiencing similar things… and me, more. This little dissatisfaction disappeared a long time ago. ”

Legend with the only one.

It is as if He were present in the plural sub-worlds, when He became His moment, but everything that preached His name would be united, and a thousand worlds, could be the only independence.

The same goes for the maid... the former national hero, the Orlean girl, is just a part of her past.

“And...” Night smiled. “It's already a great way to avenge her. ”

Boss Luo was about to give a puzzling look... someone slowly walked up the stairs and she came to the front of Lady Luo Qiu and the maid.

A lady wearing a tuxedo with a slightly pale lip color and a sophisticated five-officer dress.

“Madam, would you please come upstairs… someone please meet me. ”

She whispered.

……

……

Birmingham, Victoria Square.

During the day, both tourists and local residents enjoy hanging out here… just when there are most people.

Two men, one wearing a suit and the other wearing worker's clothes, met unexpectedly in the square and walked side-by-side up the stairs.

The two only have eye contact.

But at this moment, a shadow appeared behind the two of them… they perceived something sharply, but without a moment to react, their shoulders were put directly on.

Between the two, a bearded man's head stretched out and said in the face of an old friend: "Are you two interested in a cup of coffee at Birmingham's knight's office? ”

The two of them were suddenly shocked and flashed many thoughts, but eventually pointed to one - they were exposed! And it was decided more than an hour ago by the chief!

“You are… [Tristan]! Tristan, the twelve knights in Birmingham!” Almost at this time, the man in the overalls recognized the bearded man's whereabouts.

But when the two rebelled, the bearded man slammed their heads together without saying a word - blinking Venus and fainting.

Watching them fall directly to the ground, the bearded man held them one by one and exaggerated: “Are you drunk in the middle of the day, you two drunkards! Don't want me to take you home! ”

The result of such a performance is… nobody cares.

So, the bearded man clamped two people and took the bags that each of them was carrying and left - outside the square, he threw the two faint people into a pickup truck - and in this industrial city, such pickup trucks are so common.

He also walked into the container —— but this is not where the cargo was actually loaded, but where the various instruments and screens were placed.

“Oh, Mr. Tristan, have you conquered these two apocalyptic thugs? That's fast!”

The bearded man shrugged: “Looks like the one responsible for attacking here is just two small characters...”

At the same time, he opened the bag that the two men were carrying and looked at what was inside. “It was a portable explosion technique, the 1978 work of the Society of Magicians... If the play exploded in the square, even a small character could cause a lot of trouble...”

“Anyway, you have successfully organized them.” The subordinates in the container were clearly relieved.

Don't look at it like it's very simple, not even bloody... If there's no information coming from the Knights of the Fog, I'm afraid the square won't be noticed until after the disaster. Naturally, only the cavalier organ understands the peril.

“But they feel really early.” The bearded man… Tresty thought something: "Looks like you've guessed Red's fall, or even tipped him off… I hope everything goes well elsewhere. ”

Saying, he waved his hand, and the subordinates said, “Quit the squad! ”

……

Glasgow City, in a building next to Glasgow Central Railway Station.

The location of the fourth floor… like the explosion caused by the gas leak, all the glass windows on the entire floor were instantly broken, a lot of glass chips fell on the floor, pedestrians shouted.

In an empty fourth floor, five men burned in the eyes of their bodies and lost consciousness fell 708 times around them.

Here, only one young man in a police uniform stood… He grabbed the back collar of the sixth man, took a man and walked out.

“Mr. Gerrant! ”

Several knights of the Glasgow City Knights Service rushed up the stairs to the dealer… The man in the police uniform threw the man with his hand directly down and floated: “I'll leave the cleaning to you, and I'm going to continue patrolling the streets. ”

Mr. Gerrant jumped straight through the window —— downstairs, an iron rider with a road police sign parked right here.

Mr. Gerrant rolled over and put on his helmet… he really went on patrol.

……

……

Scary screams, coming out in pitch-black tunnels, constantly echoing... suddenly a dark red light appeared.

In the tunnel, several shadows ran wildly… three men and two women.

Behind them, there seemed to be something so horrible that they were so full of fear that suddenly one of their companions suddenly fell to the ground.

A bright flying knife was inserted behind a fellow man who fell to the ground.

Da-da... Da-da... Da-da...

The sound of that thick armor when walking came from the tunnel little by little… they were stuck like something, unable to act.

Finally, wearing a golden armor, he filled his eyes with confusion and violence... and the golden armor guy, between his ten fingers, clamped a bright flying knife.

The flying knife is out, the lane is cold!

Ah--!!!

After a few screams, the men and women fell to the ground… their throats had been pierced by flying knives.

The next second, a figure in blue armor arrived quickly and seemed to be a step behind, "Dagonit, I said to stay alive! ”

The light scattered from him, the blue armor split apart, and the inside was Gareth - the gold armor also spread apart at the same time. All I heard was Mr. Joker crying his face, “Sorry, I didn't notice...”

“Dagonit!!! ”

“Just kidding, just kidding.” The clown jumped behind the man with the knife in his back and turned him over and put on a smiley face. “Heh, you want to live. ”

“It really is...” Gareth rubbed his forehead and looked behind Dagonit with considerable agony.

This tunnel is full of pit depressions left behind by destruction… it is not a day and a half to fix it.

Gareth had to take the phone out helplessly, "It's me, Gareth... this Ann thug is in uniform too. Yes, I know… Besides, I suggest that the train on this route be paused. Today's European star, I can't think of any way to open it. ”

Gareth here is on the phone, "Really... Tristan, has Gerrant done his job? Good, so that leaves... Dagonit? Dagonit!! ”

But Dagonit on the other side was pillowing his hands and whistling, "Whistle."

Let's go.

Gareth could only see his back, which was not in the darkness.

……

……

Lancelot leads the way in the hallway.

Behind her, the maid and the owner slowly followed - as Lancelot intended, the queen invited only the lady, and her male companion did not have to follow.

But at the time of the invitation, Lancelot felt unexpectedly altered her attention… she seemed to have difficulty ignoring the presence of the young man behind her.

“Lancelot… is that the knight in the legendary round table? ”

Lancelot frowned, stood on his feet, turned around... Asked, it was Rochu.

I just saw Boss Lo smiling, “Sorry, I just got a little interested in this legend these past two days, so I looked at a little more about the knights at the round table. I really don't mean to offend you, but I'm really curious about the name… In general, women rarely use it. ”

“Wait…” Lancelot said suddenly.

Lochu blinked.

And she said softly, "Wait, please wait outside the door. ”

Lo Qiu opened her mouth and the maid closed her eyes and was about to open her mouth. Lo Qiu waved her hand slightly and whispered in her ear: “I want to talk to her alone… go in yourself. ”

The maid glanced at Lancelot and nodded if she thought about it.

On the way back, there was no sporadic talk… Lancelot seemed to have completely forgotten about the name issue - until he finally got to his destination.

She opened the door, made an inviting gesture, and let the maid walk into the queen's seat alone... she slowly closed the door and then stood outside, like a sculpture.

Boss Lo looked at Lancelot and smiled and asked, "Miss Lancelot, how old are you this year? ”

She seemed a little stunned and looked at Lochu, inevitably with a slight mouthful.

……

In the meantime, in the room.

When the maid appeared in front of Her Majesty, the honorable queen of the country, her eyes couldn't help but shake, and she stood up from her seat, “Teacher... teacher? ”

“Little Elizabeth, it's been a long time...”