Trafford’s Trading Club

It seems that nothing has happened to them - since the Knights of Bedville fought successfully in 'singing’ and then left.

The fog-rioting Orcs have calmed down and begun to be controlled by the knights - as for the temporarily assembled magicians using composite techniques, they have since dispersed themselves.

Suddenly it became cold… This made Cheng suddenly feel a kind of maladaptation.

Probably a process in which ordinary people are involved in mysterious events - participating in mysterious events - becoming part of an event - suddenly resolved - and end up not knowing what to do.

They sat down in a bar near the street where the enormous compound amplification had been destroyed.

Guests here, including the owner of the bar and the bartender, are gone - Will finds a few bottles of unbroken wine, puts the money down in the closet, and then lets people move the messy tables and chairs, barely putting together a complete spot.

“Well... anyway...” Will looked at his buddies silently at the moment and smiled. "Cheers...? ”

“Cheers!! ”

Alcohol is a good thing… for those who like it.

After two cups of entrance, even the nerves, which were a little dull and numb, began to function.

And then, in an atmosphere of growing excitement, they started discussing what was happening today —— they didn't have time for that until then.

Neither Klein nor Nick are here, and they have started dealing with the rest of the knights - but Klein said he would definitely come back to Will later.

As for Orc Little Girl and Oga, it was on Klein's advice that they left.

“So... what happens next? ”

In the course of a lively discussion, such questions were suddenly raised - and all of a sudden they fell into silence.

What happens next?

“Will we be dealt with? ”

“You idiot, can we at least help? And look at the motorcyclist, not like such a heartless man? ”

“Probably… maybe? ”

Will shook his head, looked at the panic between the two companions and softened his breath… At this time, Cheng was sitting alone at the bar, thinking about something - next to the guitar he never left.

This should be the first time he took this guitar out and used it... Will thought of himself.

Naturally, he didn't associate himself with the essence of the guitar, but the process also ended up waking up feeling a little mysterious about Oga.

“What are you thinking?” He walked over with two glasses and a bottle of tequila.

“Nothing.” Cheng shook his head, “It felt like… I just wanted to be quiet. ”

“Wine?” Will swayed the bottle.

“Have a drink.” Cheng sighed and said with a smile.

“We… what happens next.” Will sat down for a while and whispered about it - he was thinking about it, too.

But Cheng also suddenly remembered Zhongdust - the company he signed with before leaving the country was Zhongdust, and then chose to study abroad very arbitrarily. He thought that Zhongdust would not agree, but didn't think that he had any objections, and gave him a generous amount of money for further education.

Haven't talked to this nominal boss in a while, I don't know how he's been doing lately... what he wants to do and how he's doing.

“By the way, at that time, how did you feel like you were okay?” Cheng suddenly looked at Will curiously and asked.

“Back then?” Will suddenly shrugged.

Cheng nodded, “When they all went crazy, you were still awake. ”

Wilton shook his head suddenly and then shook his head, “I'm not sure, I was confused at the time, but I don't know why, something suddenly seemed to quiet me down... it always felt like this thing was guarding me, right? ”

He pulled a pendant out of his pocket and placed it on the bar.

Cheng also picked it up and looked at it... and found that there was a button on the back of the pendant, so he opened it curiously - this was actually a small frame - but there was no photo in it.

“Actually, I've opened it before, and the pictures aren't there.” Will shrugged.

But Cheng also looked at one of the badges engraved inside and subconsciously said: “This badge is just...”

“Looks like a royal seal, doesn't it?” Will seemed a little hesitant - naturally, as a pure corrupt national, he would not fail to recognize the origin of the badge - and he was curious that the pendant was given to him by his Orc little girl as a gift.

But... shouldn't it have anything to do with the royal family?

After all, it's an animal.

I don't know why… it seems to be raining suddenly outside at this time.

Rainwater, washing away everything in the city… Rainwater, even blown into bars, floated slightly on the faces of several people, with a moisture formation.

All of a sudden, it's like the whole world is quiet.

……

……

Westminster Palace.

The coronation of the two did not last long… Dagonit and Ofen hurriedly opened the door and walked into the room after hearing the noise in the room.

Just inside the room, their adoptive mother, now Britain's true queen, sits alone in a chair and looks out the window silently.

There are two cups… Dagonit frowned.

“Your Majesty, let us in. Can I help you?” Ofen first said.

Her Majesty retracted her gaze at this moment and smiled: “When there are no outsiders, call me Mother… I like that you call me Mother, much better than Queen. ”

“Mother... worried about the next thing?” Ofen nodded and then questioned with hesitation.

Her Majesty shook her head and pondered for a moment before suddenly saying: "Dagonit, Offen… there is something I want you to do privately,”

“Go ahead.” Dagonit says very little seriously.

The queen sighed softly, "Meet your brother and say hello to him for me… Also, tell him that he has to keep sitting in the king's chair for a while. Finally... well, let's fix those extra nails for him. ”

They glanced at each other and nodded.

“Where's Lancelot?” After the queen had said this, there was a sense of concern on her face, "I was a little worried about her… if she hadn't destroyed the Grail this time, even if we were all ready, we wouldn't be able to succeed. ”

“She...” Dagonit said, “She's in another room right now, and she's in need of medical attention right now... but Lancelot's power? ”

The queen shook her head at this moment, "The mysterious power of Lancelot, forbidden to mention it again later, is listed as one of the highest classified materials. ”

“Mother?” Ofen was surprised.

The queen just laughed: “A lady told me... as long as it didn't happen, we'd have a lot less trouble. ”

“Madam?”

The two of them had to be very surprised… was that the person the queen saw before they came in?

……

The Westminster Palace, one of the only rooms left, is fairly complete.

In bed, covered with a pure white quilt, Lancelot, a knight who has been unconscious since the destruction of the Grail.

Someone outside the door is naturally watching… two superior knights who were slightly injured in this war.

But what these two dedicated knights don't know is that strangers have broken into the room they're looking after.

The maid actually stood by the bed for a minute or two.

She looked at Lancelot asleep and seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, the maid walked into the bed - reaching over Lancelot's forehead and a little black light slowly blended into her body.

Thereafter, Lancelot's body began to float… a great deal of black fog gushed out of her body, and her body disappeared slightly with the gust of black fog… until it eventually disappeared.

The black fog started a new polymerization.

Final molding.

It still looks like Lancelot - but now it's dressed like a lady.

Hands folded in front of her... after waking up she opened her eyes slowly... Unlike the usual Lancelotna ‘facial paralysis' look, this‘ she ’look is obviously much richer.

At the same time, it was amazing how beautiful she looked after having these subtle expressions.

“Long time no see, Miss Unight.” ‘She’ smiled like a peach blossom.

“Eleanor… it's been a while.” The maid nodded and then said with no expression, "Know why I had to force you to wake up? ”

‘She’... the Duchess of Aquitan is now puzzled: "As the one who manages all rewards and punishments for the Dark Soul Messenger, if you were to force the Dark Soul to awaken during a vacation, would it presumably mean that the vacation would be terminated? But I don't recall that I violated the leave regulations. So, with all due respect, I don't know. ”

“Have you forgotten what you did so quickly?” Lady Maid calmly said, "Forget what you did in the Royal Auditorium, do you need me to remind you again? ”

“You mean the Grail thing?” Eleanor was surprised at the moment: “If my memory hadn't been confused, then this [Holy Grail] was the owner of the store...”

Here Eleanor suddenly stopped and took a look at the maid before smiling: “… the last one was given to me for use during the war, right? Since it has not been recovered so far, I should still have reserved the right to use it. In other words… even if I destroy it, I should have that right - after all, it has been given to me, hasn't it? ”

“Even if given to you, it still belongs in the store.” Lady Maid has no expression: “As property in the store… even you exist as property in the store. You don't know how much extra money [Grail] can bring to store owners, do you? So you can still feel like you're doing nothing wrong. ”

But the Duchess of Aquitan squinted her eyes and smiled. “Yea, how long have I been asleep for, how many centuries... has the time been long enough for you never to lose business in the store, never to care about the dealings of the store owner, to start caring about these things... or is the new owner, now, a little too much of a loser, to use enough time? ”

The maid smiled gently and said softly: "Eleanor, it is my responsibility to punish and reward the Dark Soul Messenger, the maximum authority, including putting out your lights from [the ark]. ”

The Duchess shrunk her smile and looked at the maid quite surprised, then curious: “Looks like we have a wonderful new owner in the shop… So are you going to call me now? ”

“The master didn't mean it that way, not necessarily.” The maid said softly.

“Well... you're a heartless man for making fun of me before tomorrow.” The Duchess shook her head slightly, unfortunately, and then walked back to the bed in the eyes of the maid and kindness and sat down.

She looked up at the maid and laughed: “Let's deduct the loss of the [Holy Grail] from my performance… If I remember correctly, I can still repay the loss of about ten or eight [Holy Grails]. If there is nothing else, I will continue my vacation. ”

The maid had not spoken until then, so she watched the Duchess lie down in bed, listening to what she had said before closing her eyes.

“I'm glad to wake up temporarily and see your change… My good student, yes, say hello to our new owner for me. ”

“It's just a memory of a subworld. ”

The Duchess closed her eyes slowly… her body turned black fog and returned to what it had been like in Lancelot.

The maid sighed softly and watched as she returned to the coma. She walked up and covered her quilt again.

Hmm... the quilt seemed slightly over-covered and ended up directly covering ‘her’ head.

……

When Her Majesty arrived in Dagonit and Ofen, watching Lancelot covered with a white blanket, she was shocked - usually only the morgue could see this.

Good thing it's just a false alarm.

At this point, Dagonit's phone rang, and he answered, um, and then he said softly, “Okay, I get it... send someone to hunt it down. ”

He put the phone down before looking at Her Majesty the Queen: "Mother, the ones where the myth of the Last Day was taken have been rescued. ”

“I get it.” Her Majesty ordered a little, seemingly not worried, just a careful position for Lancelot to put up his quilt, "Oh, Dagonit, is this your prank? You won't be able to find the woman you want. That's not a gentleman. ”

“... not me. ”

Offen looked at Dagonit in surprise.

Mr. Joker changed his crying face, “It's not really me...”

……

……

The fog… In a middle-class dwelling, the chains were ripped apart.

After the hamstone-made chain debris landed, a crisp noise was made - and finally, Catherine unlocked the chain.

At this point, she rubbed her wrist and looked at the figure in front of her rather dissatisfied - wearing a grey black robe and a mouthless mask: the guardian of the royal family.

“I said to you, how long will this mask last? Give me back my handsome Caesar, will you? ”

I saw the royal guardian reach out and remove the mask from his face, revealing his original appearance… Caesar.

Catherine screamed at this moment, directly into his arms, and rubbed her chest comfortably... for a while before raising her head and saying, “How was my acting in the auditorium? I'm really crying. How can you reward me? ”

Caesar just rubbed her hair, gave her a smile, and looked at all the people in the room... he bowed deeply towards Judas a few times before softly saying: “Thank you... for my discretion. ”

“You didn't do anything wrong, chief.” Judas laughed, “You've already told us what to do, so... we'll take care of everything you have. Besides, it is now more advantageous for us to give the Queen real power than it was. ”

Caesar didn't have much correction, he just nodded, and then said, "Tomorrow, let's go back. There should be another meeting next to tomorrow, and I need to be in front of them early. ”

“Chief, could you take a vacation...” Tippe looked like a bitter melon.

But the next second, he had Judas clamp it up and walk out of the room -- and then Dobbs nodded at Caesar and Catherine, "Well, I'll be in the store, hopefully not ruined. ”

In the room, it was soon left only Katherine and Katherine.

At this point, Catherine stood up without saying a word and grabbed his head with both hands and began to kiss furiously.

The sound of wheezing began to sound.

Catherine had fallen asleep after a storm… Katherine stood naked in front of the bed, covered her with a quilt, then put on her nightgown and left the room - and came into the study of the house.

But what surprised him —— or, for a moment, tightened his body -- was that he saw someone in the study who didn't belong here.

Standing in front of the bookcase in the study, he was holding a book of what kind, looking down... and when he heard Caesar push the door in, he closed the book.

"I'm sorry, I've been here a little while, but it doesn't seem like a good time... so I had to wait here for a while. ”

Caesar did not shock anyone in the house, he just walked in casually and gently closed the door of the room… with a pair of eyeballs, instantly turning a brilliant amber gold colour.

“I have no malice... just think of me as a salesman on the house.” He said softly: “Besides, it is better not to continuously push forces that are not your own, Mr. Caesar… or, in other words, Prince Cavra. ”

Appearing in front of Caesar, of course, was the mysterious young man he had met in the theater who claimed to be a passers-by...

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PS1: Next chapter later...