Trafford’s Trading Club

Restored cities without real scars. And the effect of "eliminating the technique" is much better than expected - of course, what happens with the fog has already been published in the magic newspaper created by the Association of Magicians.

Dynamic newspaper headlines have even restored a lot of the fighting that took place last night in the fog… The vortex of discussion has quietly rolled around in the countries of the continent.

……

Platinum... it's 9: 00 a.m. the next day.

Her Majesty, accompanied by Dagonit and Ofen, received Deacon Ace, the leader of the magician's army.

“Mr. Ace, this is your holy gun, please check its integrity. ”

What was in the box was used by the royal guardians last night, and the last time they beat Pupkins' [holy gun]... was held by Dagonit.

Deacon Ace's palms just swept randomly on the box and laughed: "I believe Her Majesty is a respectable and committed man. ”

"With regard to the cost of restoring the fog, please make a detailed list and I will personally send someone to your association after verifying that it is correct. ”

“So, what about those minerals in the Northeast? ”

Deacon Ace squeezed his eyes, more like a brilliant businessman than a magician... and that's what really matters - there are several exclusive materials in British soil.

“I will discuss this part in person with the members of your association later.” Her Majesty smiled.

The deacon didn't say much... nodded and left with the [holy gun] - then how can the two sides peel about the mineral deposits, that's the upper level thing.

……

After Ace's departure, Her Majesty met separately with Gareth, Tresty and Bedville - the last of whom was Mr. Gareth.

Though I had sworn allegiance to the present royal family before last night's duel... no, rightly so, only to the present queen, not to the present British royal family.

This group of tables actually left a little room for themselves to rotate before they could serve… Gareth thought of the Queen's intention to meet the three of her own alone - but, unexpectedly, Her Majesty was very direct.

“What?” At this moment, Mr. Gareth's face was filled with incredible colors: "You asked me to take over the Knights of Fogdu? ”

“Tresty and Bedville have promised to take over their knighthood.” Her Majesty said positively: "It's just you, Gareth. ”

Gareth frowned and hesitated: "Your Majesty… there has never been a leader in the takeover of the Knight Round table in history. ”

The Queen said, "Without such an example, would you not be able to appear in the future... Gareth, would you like to see the British knighthood fall again into the hands of someone like Sir Pupkins - you want me to re-elect the elderly and then command you? Or, Gareth, you don't have the confidence to do it? ”

“That's not what I meant.” When Mr. Gareth shook his head, he naturally understood the intention of giving each of the twelve loyal round tables to take over from the different cavalry organs.

Round table knights who have inherited the power of inheritance, such as them, will basically not betray once an oath has been made… By allowing them to take over the knighthood, it is tantamount to consolidating Her Majesty's control over the knighthood.

“I just don't understand... why me?” Gareth laughed bitterly: “In the whole thing, to be honest, I didn't do much… not destroy the Grail like Lancelot did, nor do the lurking work like Dagonit did. ”

“Gareth.” Her Majesty laughed at this moment: “I was going to let Dagonit take over the Fogdu Knights... but he recommended you to me. ”

“Dagonit, recommended… me? ”

Minding Gareth's surprise at the moment, Her Majesty signed a document directly, “Gareth, I have written the instrument you appointed, and I hope that your future work will make me feel that this recommendation is not disappointing... are you still going to stand still? ”

What else can he say?

The instruments have been written… Take a deep breath and Gareth has taken this appointment with caution.

“So, discussing how to rebuild the knighthood is left to you, Tresty, Bedville to coordinate… I'm sure the three of you would have a good start if you could work together, wouldn't you? ”

“I'll do my best. ”

After the salute, Gareth took the mission paperwork and left the Queen's office a little unrealistically… he just stepped out and appealed for a long time.

His Majesty is as if he were two people… he even feels more restrained than he was in the face of Sir Pupkins.

But at this point he saw someone leaning against the wall outside the corridor, as if waiting for himself to come out… clown, Dagonit.

Gareth silenced and eventually walked up to Dagonit, hesitating to say: "Before I came here, I went back to the Pupkins estate… I found Gerrant where the prisoners were being held, a few other elders, and others… they were not dead at all. ”

Mr. Joker squinted his eyes at the moment: “Even if you find them, they will not be released except for Gerrant and some of the knights... and of course their loyalty will be the same. Your Majesty, it will not be so easy to turn this open situation back to the old men again. They'll be relaxed for the rest of the day. ”

“Why…” Gareth lowered his head.

Dagonit shrugged, “Are you suggesting you take over the Fogdu Knights? I'm not going to tell you, Gareth, you're better suited to doing these trivial things than I am —— are you going to let me sit in the office and sign the papers? I could be different with every signature. ”

Gareth grabbed Dagonette's collar and pulled it in front of him, "I said, why lie to me, kill so many people, kill Gerrant! ”

“Did I lie to you?” Mr. Joker looked scared, "I thought I warned you. ”

Gareth couldn't help it.

Mr. Joker shook his head, "I said Gareth, do you have a little faith in me? I'm also the one who made the knight's vow in front of King Arthur's statue... Did I say that? ”

“Who knows what you bastard meant at the time!!” Gareth grabbed each other's necks with his hands and was furious… Mr. Joker looked like he was about to choke.

But he suddenly let go of his hand and looked at Dagonit, who coughed, and shouted, “It's not you, it's really great. ”

Gareth...

Mr. Joker suddenly changed a brilliant smile, and the thief cheated and said, “Do you feel guilty about me? Do you feel that you don't trust your companion, you blame yourself on the duck? It doesn't matter, you can contribute your salary to me for the rest of the year, so my broken heart will definitely be well healed ~ ~”

“Get out--!” Mr. Gareth stepped away.

“Six months?” Mr. Joker hastily chased up and caught his shoulder.

“Get out--!! ”

“Three months? ”

“Go away! ”

“How about a month? I'm running out of flying knives these days! ”

……

The voice gradually moved away from the corridor… When Her Majesty came out of the office, she saw only the shadow of the two men's eventual disappearance.

At this point, a servant came to Her Majesty and told her that Lancelot was awake.

……

Later, Lancelot was transferred to the Platinum for treatment… As Her Majesty walked into the room, Lancelot sat silently on the bed, looking at his hands, seemed a little faint.

“Queen...” As soon as she heard the noise, she decided to get out of bed.

Her Majesty waved her hand and smiled: “I don't think I've fainted enough to have a patient give me a courtesy. ”

“No,” Lancelot hastily said, “you are the wisest king I've ever met… I've heard about yesterday. I didn't expect so much to happen, and I've been blindfolded. I'm sorry... I didn't do anything and even let people strip me of my seal... I'm no longer worthy of the name [Lancelot Du Lake]. ”

Her Majesty came to the bed and sat down, and suddenly she said, "Remember what I said to you when you and I were trapped in the stone room? ”

Lancelot nodded his subconscious location.

“Now my hands are loose from your eyes, and the light has come," said the Queen. "Aren't you going to be ready for yourself? ”

Lancelot moved his lips and whispered, “But I'm already...”

“This was found by the Guardian after he eradicated [Oberon].” Her Majesty has now delivered a box to Lancelot, "I think it belongs to you. ”

When the box opened, a soft glow reflected on Lancelot's face… the Holy Seal, [Lancelot Du Lake] 's Holy Seal.

Lancelot looked down at the holy seal and floated, then automatically blended into her body, little by little.

She was the orthodox heir to this power, and when the disrupted inheritance rights were put back on track, the Holy Seal followed the ancient vows and returned to her body again.

“Am I… am I qualified?” Lancelot muttered to himself.

But all of a sudden she felt something pressing her head... and she was surprised to open her mouth -- pressing her head, it was a book.

It's a book Her Majesty dropped.

I only heard Her Majesty smile with a gaze: "If you don't think you can forgive yourself yet, why don't you try punishment? Hold on to this book, you can't let it fall all day, if you fail, you have to eat a hundred strawberry sundaes in an hour... what do you think? ”

“I'll do it.” Lancelot took a deep breath - she got out of bed carefully and looked at the book above her head… just in a balanced way, not too hard with her constant exercise.

“By the way, keep your hips straight... think like a lady. Remember, now you're a lady, not a knight.” Her Majesty said with a smile: "Don't tighten your body, relax… yes, relax your belt a little more. ”

“Is this... like this?” Lancelot couldn't help but get up unnaturally.

“Well, pretty much.” Her Majesty smiled and looked with satisfaction at Lancelot as he stood, then suddenly said, "Oh, Lancelot, are you interested in being my student? ”

Pff--!

Because of the sudden relationship, a well-balanced book fell off Lancelot's head like this...

“Looks like the chefs have to work overtime.” Her Majesty laughed in disguise.

……

When Mr. Davis came to the Queen's office, led by his guard, he looked at the woman in the white shirt with a book called "Confessions" on top of her head, somewhat surprised.

“Mr. Davis, Her Majesty is waiting for you inside. Please come in.” Lancelot said with no expression.

“I remember, your name seems to be... Lancelot?” Mr. Davis nodded.

“Yes.” Lancelot nodded, just blinked, “Last year, when the Queen visited Northern Ireland, we met once at a local banquet. ”

“So you remember.” Mr. Davis nodded and smiled, "Thank you for your time. ”

Lancelot was a little surprised... but still looked the same, as Davis walked into the Queen's office and continued to stand in front of the door, carrying out her escort duties.

……

In the room, Her Majesty personally made a pot of tea for the arriving Davis… they looked at each other for a while in the negotiating area beside the office.

“I'm leaving at noon and I have a meeting this afternoon.” Mr. Davis… Caesar said slowly at this point: "This leave was a little long. ”

“Actually, you can stay for a while.” Her Majesty slowly said: "The former prime minister is dead… I need someone to help me. ”

Caesar bluntly said: "Elizabeth, I have been operating in Northern Ireland for more than a decade… For years I have secretly arranged for the Orcs to live there in a new capacity, which is actually enough… You should understand that I have little interest in the so-called power of the British government. ”

“That's a shame.” Her Majesty laughed bitterly, "I know I couldn't keep you... this time you were willing to help me, it was unexpected... I didn't even think you'd say yes at first. After all, some Orcs need to be sacrificed this time...”

“But I need that effect.” Caesars have no expression: “The matter of fog has begun to spread among the inhumans of the continent. Over the next period, the voice of the antiquarian will intensify again. The living conditions of the Orcs on Eurotral Road will become more difficult… only then will they have the courage to look for new opportunities. Elizabeth, you know what? There are now at least 740,000 Orcs in the world… but in Northern Ireland, there are currently only 30,000. They never had the courage to take that step. ”

Her Majesty shook her head, "If you need me, don't hesitate… I'll do my best if I need policy support. ”

“Thank you.”

Caesar nodded directly, didn't have too many corrections, and stood up, "So I said goodbye... if I had guessed correctly, you would have gone to the Magicians' Association to negotiate with them yourself, wouldn't you? When that happens, the guardian of the royal family will appear before you again. ”

“You're always so reassuring.” Her Majesty sighed, "No wonder Margaret loved you so much...”

For a moment of silence, Caesar said, “I'm leaving, you take care of yourself. ”

Her Majesty suddenly said, "Caesar, can I see the two children of Margaret? Anyway, they're also my nephews. ”

“You'll see soon… probably. ”

……

……

At noon, accompanied by a maid, Rocchu came to a small, seemingly secret shop - a place that was found at the address given by a lady.

Lady Maria's magic house.