Trafford’s Trading Club

No matter how dissatisfied Her Majesty the Queen is with the staff's idea this time, now that she is here, security work naturally needs to be done adequately. Even because of this delicate time, it is even more strict than before. novel .

After the Queen entered the special seat, Lancelot began to patrol around. Of course, there were six experienced knights guarding Her Majesty the Queen, and there were also many security personnel assigned to the Queen by the empire.

These knights were temporarily selected... In the past, there would only be Lancelot by the queen's side.

In fact, this arrangement is entirely because Lancelot has not recovered from the battle late last night, which was only ten hours ago. Despite the treatment with the medical technology of the Knights of the Twist Agency, her current state It's actually not good.

The holy armor is a kind of mysterious power, and the technology derived from the Celtic pantheon...even if it is damaged, it can automatically repair itself.

It will take at least six hours... Feeling the automatic repair state of [lanelotdulake]'s holy armor at this time, the only female member of the Twelve Round Table did not have the slightest smile on her face.

She had made a tour and returned to the Queen's room again.

"No suspicious person has been found yet." Facing the elderly queen, Lancelot looked calmly, spread his legs slightly, and said with his hands behind his back.

"Relax, little Lancelot." Her Majesty the Queen waved her hand, "Actually, I'm not that important. Really, Lancelot, I'm just someone who stands in front of others and represents the dignity of this country. Just an old woman."

Her Majesty the Queen lowered her head and teased her pet, and smiled and said: "Some people really think that I am very important... You know, I heard a funny joke last year. A group of terrorists thought that as long as they held my pet hostage, , so that I could compromise their demands, so they even planned how to kidnap it."

Lancelot's face showed no expression.

Her Majesty the Queen scratched her pet's chin with her fingers, "Look, they all think you may be more important than a country. The dignity of my country is really a joke... Well, hasn't the show started yet?"

Her Majesty the Queen put her glasses in front of her eyes and looked down at the direction of the stage.

"There is still half an hour before the official performance, Your Majesty." Faced with Her Majesty's words, Lancelot only responded to this last sentence.

But at this moment, the queen suddenly stood up from her seat. She bent her waist slightly, as if to close the distance with something... She was looking at something.

Lancelot frowned, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

I could only hear Her Majesty the Queen saying slowly at this moment: "I really wish... that there really are such similar people in this world. It's incredible."

"Queen?"

Her Majesty the Queen slowly put down her hand-held glasses, seemingly lost in thought, and murmured to herself: "After so many years, she should be older than me..."

Suddenly, Her Majesty the Queen turned around and said seriously: "Lancelot, can you... do something for me?"

"Yes, your-majesty."

…

The sound of the shutter rang softly before the show started, and there were similar sounds in many seats... Boss Luo was not exempt from the custom.

Of course, it’s not for the purpose of posting pictures on WeChat Moments, it’s just a way of communicating... To appease the person on the other side of the hemisphere. He may be sleeping like a dead pig at the moment, but when he wakes up the next day, he will be worried. Just Aunt Ren.

Of course, he entered the country together with the maid.

"Okay, I'll probably be able to eat after I wake up." Luo Qiu smiled slightly, put away his phone, then glanced 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?" You Ye blinked.

Luo Qiu began to play with the maid's fingers, "You know what I said."

"Yeah." The maid lady shook her head, put her hand on her chest, and said softly: "She just exists in several of the same sub-worlds and experiences similar things... and I, there are more. This A small part of the dissatisfaction disappeared a long time ago.”

Legend and uniqueness.

Just like appearing in multiple sub-worlds, when it becomes the moment, everything that spreads the name will be unified, and the thousands of worlds can become the only independent one.

I guess it's the same with the maid... that former national hero, that girl of Orleans, is just a part of her past.

"And..." You Ye smiled slightly and said, "I have already done a good job in helping her get revenge."

Just when Boss Luo was about to give a puzzled expression... someone came slowly, and on the stairs, she came to Luo Qiu and the maid.

A lady wearing a tuxedo, with pale lips and delicate features.

"Madam, could you please come upstairs? Someone, please meet me."

she whispered.

…

…

Victoria Square, Birmingham.

During the day, both tourists and local residents like to hang out here...when there are the most people.

Two men, one wearing a suit and the other wearing work clothes, met by chance in the square and walked up the stairs side by side.

The two only made eye contact.

But at this moment, a black shadow appeared behind the two of them... They were keenly aware of something, but before they could react, someone was directly holding their shoulders.

Between the two of them, a bearded man stuck his head out and said in a tone like meeting old friends: "Both of you, are you interested in having a cup of coffee at the Knights Institution in Birmingham?"

The two of them were suddenly shocked, and many thoughts flashed through their minds, but in the end they pointed to one that exposed them! Moreover, the leader only decided to act in advance more than an hour ago!

"You are...[tristan]! Tristan! The Twelve Knights stationed in Birmingham!" Almost at this time, the man in overalls recognized the origin of the bearded man.

But before the two of them could resist, the bearded man banged their heads together without saying a word. After seeing stars in their eyes, they fainted.

Seeing that the two people were about to fall to the ground, the bearded man supported the two of them one by one, and exaggeratedly said: "Are you drunk in broad daylight? You two drunkards! Don't want me to send you away. Go home!”

The result of such a performance is... no one cares.

In this way, the bearded man sandwiched the two people and carried the bags each of them held, and calmly left the square. He threw the fainted two people into a small truck in this industrial city. Small trucks are all too common.

He also walked into the container, but this was not really a place where goods were loaded, but various instruments and screens were placed.

"Oh! Mr. Tristan, have you subdued these two doomsday myth thugs? So fast!"

The bearded man shrugged and said: "It seems that the people responsible for the attack here are just two small characters..."

While speaking, he then opened the bag carried by the two men and looked at the contents, "It is actually a portable explosive technique, a product of the Magicians Association in 1978... If this thing explodes in the square, it will be considered a Small characters can also cause a lot of trouble..."

"Anyway, you have successfully organized them." The subordinates in the container were obviously relieved.

Even though this seems very simple, even without bloodshed... If there was no information sent from the Knights of Twist agency, I am afraid that they would have only become aware of the disaster after the disaster occurred in the square. Naturally, only those in the Knight Agency understand the danger involved.

"However, they think they really acted in advance." The bearded man... Tresti said thoughtfully: "It seems that they have guessed that Red was arrested and even provided information... I hope other places will also All the best."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and his subordinates understood and said in a deep voice: "Close the team!"

…

Glasgow, in a building next to Glasgow Central Station.

The location on the fourth floor... was like an explosion caused by a gas leak. All the glass windows on the entire floor were shattered in an instant. A large number of glass shards fell to the ground, and pedestrians screamed.

In the completely destroyed fourth floor, five men with burns on their bodies and eyes and unconscious men fell to the ground in pieces.

Here, only a young man in a police uniform was left standing... He also grabbed the sixth man's back collar, carried him, and walked out.

"Mr. Geraint!"

Several knights from the Glasgow City Knight Agency hurriedly ran down the stairs to do business... The man in a police uniform threw the person he was dragging down his hand and said frivolously: "I'll leave the cleaning to you. , I will continue to patrol the streets."

With that said, Mr. Geraint climbed over the window and jumped downstairs. An iron horse with the logo of the highway police was parked here.

Mr. Geraint climbed into the car, put on his helmet... and really went on patrol.

…

…

Frightened screams were heard in the dark tunnel, echoing continuously... Suddenly, a dark red light appeared.

In the tunnel, several figures were running wildly... three men and two women.

Behind them, something terrifying seemed to be chasing them, causing their faces to be filled with fear... Suddenly, one of their companions suddenly fell to the ground.

A bright flying knife was stuck in the back of the companion who fell to the ground.

Ta da...ta da...ta da...

The sound of the thick armor coming from the tunnel gradually came from the tunnel... They seemed to be stuck by something, unable to move.

Finally, a figure wearing golden armor, exuding chaos and violence, came into their sight... And this guy in golden armor had bright flying knives between his fingers.

The flying knife shoots out with cold light!

ah! ! !

After several screams, these men and women fell to the ground one after another... Their throats had been penetrated by flying knives.

The next second, a figure wearing blue armor arrived quickly, but seemed to be a step too slow, "Dagonit, I said I would keep him alive!"

The light and shadow dispersed from his body, the blue armor cracked, and the golden armor that was clearly Gareth's inside also dispersed at the same time. Mr. Clown could only be heard saying with a crying face, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention for a moment..."

"Dagonit!!!"

"You're kidding, you're kidding." The clown jumped up behind the man who was stabbed in the back, turned the man over, put on a smile and said, "Here, you want to live."

"It's really..." Gareth rubbed his forehead and looked behind Dagonet quite distressedly.

This tunnel is full of potholes and pits left by damage...it will not take a day and a half to repair it.

Gareth had no choice but to take out the phone, "It's me, Gareth... The gangster An was also subdued. Yes, I know... Also, I suggest that the trains on this line be temporarily stopped. Today's Eurostar, I guess there is no way to open it.”

Gareth is on the phone here, "Really...Have Tristan and Geraint completed their tasks? Very good, then what's left...Dagonite? Dagonite!!"

But Dagonite beside him was resting his hands on his head, whistling "whistle"

gone.

Gareth could only see his back as it disappeared into the darkness.

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…

Lancelot led the way down the corridor.

Behind her, the maid lady and Boss Luo followed slowly. According to Lancelot's original intention, the queen only invited this lady, and there was no need for her male companion to follow.

But during the invitation, Lancelot unexpectedly changed her attention... It seemed hard for her to ignore the presence of the young man behind her.

"Lancelot...is he the legendary Knight of the Round Table?"

Lancelot frowned, stamped his feet, turned around...it was Luo Qiu who asked the question.

Boss Luo smiled slightly at this time and said, "Sorry, I just became interested in this legend in the past two days, so I read more about the allusions of the Knights of the Round Table. I really don't mean to offend you, but I am really curious about the name... Generally, women rarely use such names.”

"Wait a moment..." Lancelot suddenly spoke.

Luo Qiu blinked.

But she said calmly: "Wait a minute, please wait outside the door."

Luo Qiu opened his mouth. The maid narrowed her eyes and was about to speak. Luo Qiu waved his hand slightly and whispered in her ear: "I want to talk to her alone... You can go in by yourself." .”

The maid glanced at Lancelot, then nodded thoughtfully.

No one spoke on the way back... Lancelot seemed to have completely forgotten Luo Qiu's question about the name until he finally arrived at his destination.

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

Boss Luo looked at Lancelot at this time, smiled and asked: "Miss Lancelot, how old are you this year."

She seemed a little stunned, looking at Luo Qiu, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.

…

At the same time, inside the room.

When the maid lady appeared in front of Her Majesty the Queen, the eyes on the old face of this decent queen couldn't help but sway. She stood up from her seat and asked, "Old...teacher?"

"Little Elizabeth, long time no see..."