After the city was repaired, there were no real scars left behind. The effect of the "Elimination Spell" was much better than expected. Of course, what happened in Fog City had already been published in the magic newspaper created by the Magician Association.
In the dynamic newspaper headlines, there were even many scenes of the fierce battle that happened in Fog City last night. The vortex of discussion had quietly rolled up in the countries of Eurasia.
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In the Platinum Palace, it was already nine o 'clock the next morning.
Her Majesty the Queen, accompanied by Dagonit and Orfin, received the leader of the magician team, Deacon Ace.
"Mr. Ace, this is your [Holy Lance]. Please check that it is intact."
Inside the box was the [Holy Lance] used by the Royal Guardian last night to defeat Hopkins. It was held by Dagonit.
Deacon Ace's palm just casually swept over the box and smiled, "I believe that Her Majesty the Queen is a respectable person who will keep her promise."
The Queen said indifferently, "About the cost of repairing Fog City, please make a detailed list. After verifying that there is no mistake, I will send someone to personally send it to your association."
"Then, about the mineral deposits in the Northeast?"
Deacon Ace narrowed his eyes. He was more like a shrewd businessman than a magician. This was actually the most important thing. There were several exclusive materials in Britain.
"About this part of the matter, I will personally discuss it with the people in your association later," the Queen said with a smile.
The deacon didn't say much. After nodding, he left with the [Holy Lance]. As for how the two sides would argue about the mineral deposits, it was a matter for the higher-ups.
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After Ace left, Her Majesty the Queen met with Gareth, Tresti, and Bedivere separately. The last person she met was Mr. Gareth.
Before the duel last night, they had already pledged allegiance to the current Royal Family. No, to be precise, they only pledged allegiance to the current Queen and not to the current British Royal Family.
Before this group of people at the round table pledged their allegiance, they actually left some room for maneuver. Gareth thought about the Queen's intention of meeting with the three of them alone. Unexpectedly, Her Majesty the Queen was very direct.
"What?" At this moment, Mr. Gareth's face was full of disbelief, "You want me to take over the knight mechanism of Fog City?"
"Tresti and Bedivere have already agreed to take over their respective knight organizations." Her Majesty said seriously, "You're the only one left, Gareth."
Gareth frowned and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty … There has never been a precedent in history for a Knight of the Round Table to take over an organization."
The Queen said, "If there is no such example, then it can't appear in the future … Gareth, are you willing to see the British knighthood once again fall into the hands of people like Sir Hopkins? Are you going to let me re-elect the Grand Secretary, and then command you? Or do you not have the confidence to do a good job, Gareth? "
"That's not what I mean." Mr. Gareth shook his head. At this time, he naturally understood the intention of letting the twelve who had already pledged their loyalty to each take over different knight mechanisms.
For Knights of the Round Table who had inherited the power of inheritance like them, once they had made an oath, they would not betray the Queen. Letting them take over the knightly organization was equivalent to consolidating Her Majesty's control over the knightly organization.
"I just don't understand … Why me?" Gareth smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, I didn't play much of a role in the whole thing … I wasn't like Lancelot who destroyed the Holy Grail, and I wasn't like Dagonit who carried out the undercover work."
"Gareth." Her Majesty smiled at this time, "I originally intended to let Dagonit take over the knightly organization of Fog City … But he recommended you to me."
"Dagonit, recommended … me?"
Ignoring Gareth's surprise at this time, Her Majesty directly signed a document, "Gareth, I have written the document of your appointment. I hope that your future work will make me feel that this recommendation will not disappoint … Are you still planning to not take it?"
What else could he say?
The document was already written … Taking a deep breath, Gareth cautiously took the appointment.
"Then, the matter of discussing how to rebuild the knightly organization will be temporarily handed over to you, Tresti, and Bedivere to coordinate … I believe that if the three of you can work together, there will be a very good start, right?"
"I will do my best."
After saluting, Gareth took the mission document and left the Queen's office, feeling a little unreal … As soon as he came out, he let out a long sigh.
Her Majesty seemed to be a completely different person from before... He even felt more reserved when facing her than when facing Sir Hopkins.
But at this time, he saw that outside the corridor, someone was leaning against the wall as if waiting for him to come out … The clown, Dagonit.
Gareth was silent for a while, and finally walked to Dagonit. He hesitated and said, "Before I came here, I went back to Hopkins Manor … I found Geraint, a few cabinet elders, and others in the place where the prisoners were held … They didn't die at all."
Mr. Clown narrowed his eyes at this time, "Even if you found them, except for Geraint and some of the knights, those cabinet elders won't be released … Of course, it's the same for their loyal ones. Her Majesty won't so easily return the situation that has already been opened to those old guys again. They will spend the next few days leisurely. "
"Why …" Gareth lowered his head.
Dagonit was startled, then he shrugged and said, "Are you talking about recommending you to take over the knights of Fog City? Didn't I say, Gareth, you are more suitable for these trivial things than me — are you going to let me sit in the office and sign documents? Maybe my signature will be different every time. "
Gareth grabbed Dagonit's collar with one hand and pulled him in front of himself, "I say, why did you lie to me that you killed so many people, killed Geraint!"
"Did I lie to you?" Mr. Clown had a fearful expression on his face. "I remember reminding you about this."
Gareth couldn't help but be startled.
Mr. Clown shook his head, "I say, Gareth, can you have some confidence in me? I made a knight's oath in front of King Arthur's statue … I said this sentence, didn't I? "
"Who knew you were referring to this at that time!!" Gareth pinched Dagonit's neck with both hands and was furious … Mr. Clown looked like he was about to suffocate.
But he suddenly let go of his hand, looked at Dagonit who couldn't stop coughing, and sighed, "It's not you, it's really great."
Gareth …
Mr. Clown suddenly put on a bright smile and said slyly, "Are you feeling very guilty towards me? Are you blaming yourself for not trusting your companions? It's okay, for the next year, you can contribute your salary to me, so my wounded heart will be well healed ~ ~ "
"Get out —!" Mr. Gareth strode away.
"Half a year?" Mr. Clown hurriedly chased after him and hooked his shoulder.
"Get out —!!"
"Three months?"
"Go to hell!"
"One month, okay? I'm running out of flying knives recently! "
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The voices gradually faded away from the corridor … When Her Majesty came out of the office, she only saw the backs of the two people before they disappeared.
At this time, a servant came to Her Majesty and told her that Lancelot had woken up.
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Later, Lancelot was transferred to Platinum Palace for treatment … When Her Majesty walked into the room, Lancelot was sitting on the bed silently, looking at her hands, seeming to be absent-minded.
"My Queen …" Hearing the sound, she immediately wanted to get down from the bed.
Her Majesty waved her hand and said with a smile, "I'm not stupid enough to let a patient bow to me."
"No." Lancelot hurriedly said, "You're the wisest queen I've ever seen … I've heard about what happened yesterday. I didn't expect so many things to happen, and I've been kept in the dark. I'm sorry … I didn't do anything, and even let someone take away my holy seal … I don't deserve the name 'Lancelot · Du · Lake' anymore. "
Her Majesty came to the bedside and sat down, suddenly saying, "Do you remember what I said to you when you and I were trapped in the stone room?"
Lancelot nodded subconsciously.
Her Majesty said, "Now, my hands have been released from your eyes, and the light has come … Don't you want to prepare yourself?"
Lancelot moved her lips and whispered, "But now I'm already …"
"This is what the Guardian found from [Oberon]'s body after eliminating him." Her Majesty handed a box to Lancelot, "I think it belongs to you."
When the box was opened, a soft light shone on Lancelot's face … It was the holy seal, the holy seal of 'Lancelot · Du · Lake'.
Lancelot lowered her head and stared blankly at the holy seal floating in the air, and then it automatically integrated into her body little by little.
She was originally the rightful inheritor of this power. When the disrupted inheritance rights were restored to the right track, the holy seal obeyed the ancient oath and returned to her body again.
"I … Am I still qualified?" Lancelot muttered to herself.
But she suddenly felt something pressing down on her head … She opened her mouth in surprise — the thing pressing down on her head was a book.
It was the book put down by Her Majesty.
Her Majesty squinted her eyes and smiled, "If you still can't forgive yourself, why don't you try to punish yourself? Hold this book and don't let it fall down for a whole day. If you fail, you have to eat 100 strawberry sundaes within an hour … What do you think? "
"I'll do it." Lancelot took a deep breath. She carefully got down from the bed and looked at the book on top of her head … If it was only balancing, it was not too difficult for her to do so with the training she had been doing all this time.
"By the way, stand up straight … You have to be like a lady. Remember, you're a lady now, not a knight. " Her Majesty said with a smile, "Don't be so tense, relax … Yes, relax a little more."
"Is … Is that so?" Lancelot couldn't help feeling a little unnatural.
"Well, it's almost done." Her Majesty smiled and looked at Lancelot's standing posture with satisfaction. Then she suddenly said, "By the way, Lancelot, are you interested in being my student?"
Pa —!
Because it was too sudden, the book that had been balanced very well fell from Lancelot's head just like that …
"It seems that the chefs have to work overtime." Her Majesty suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.
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When Mr. Davis, led by the guard, came to the Queen's office, he was a little surprised to see a woman in a white tuxedo shirt with a book called "Confession" on her head.
"Mr. Davis, Her Majesty is waiting for you inside, please come in," Lancelot said expressionlessly.
"I remember your name is … Lancelot?" Mr. Davis nodded.
"Yes." Lancelot didn't nod. She just blinked, "Last year, when the Queen visited Northern Ireland, we met once at a local banquet."
"So you still remember." Mr. Davis nodded and then smiled, "Thank you for your hard work during this period."
Lancelot was a little surprised … But her expression was as usual. After Davis walked into the Queen's office, she continued to stand in front of the door and perform her guard duty.
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In the room, Her Majesty personally made a pot of tea for Davis … They looked at each other for a while in the discussion area next to the office.
"I'm leaving at noon. I have a meeting in the afternoon." Mr. Davis … Caesar said slowly at this time, "You took a long leave this time."
"Actually, you can continue to stay for a while." Her Majesty said slowly, "The previous prime minister is dead … I need someone to help me."
Caesar said indifferently, "Elizabeth, I've been operating in Northern Ireland for more than ten years … Over the years, I've been secretly arranging for the orcs to live there with new identities. In fact, it's enough … You should understand that I have little interest in the so-called power of the British government."
"That's a pity." The Queen laughed bitterly. "I know I can't make you stay by my side … It's already beyond my expectations that you're willing to help me this time … In fact, at first, I didn't even think that you would agree to help me. After all, some orcs need to be sacrificed this time … "
"But I need this effect." Caesar said expressionlessly, "The incident in Fog City has begun to spread among the non-humans in Eurasia. In the next period of time, the anti-orc voices will intensify again. The living environment of the orcs on Eurasia will become more difficult … Only in this way will they have the courage to find new opportunities. Elizabeth, do you know? There are at least 740,000 orcs in the world now … But I've only settled 30,000 in Northern Ireland so far. They still don't have the courage to take this step. "
Her Majesty shook her head, "If there's a need, please don't hesitate … If you need political support, I'll do my best."
"Thank you."
Caesar nodded directly without being too pretentious, then stood up. "Then, I'll take my leave … If I'm not wrong, you should go to the Magician Association to negotiate with them in person, right? When the time comes, the guardian of the royal family will appear by your side again. "
"You're always so reassuring." Her Majesty sighed, "No wonder Margaret loves you so much …"
After a moment of silence, Caesar said, "I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
Her Majesty suddenly said, "Caesar, can I see Margaret's two children? After all, they're my nephews. "
"You'll see them soon … probably."
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At noon, accompanied by Miss Maid, Luoqiu came to the door of a small shop that looked quite secretive — this place was found according to the address given by a certain lady.
Lady Maria's Magic House.
Genius memorized this address in one second:. Mobile version of reading website: m.
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