After the closed-door meeting, Mr. Gareth returned to the hotel early and had a video conference with the Queen of Britain.
The discussion was about the New World Alliance … and also about the news of Australia in Oceania joining the New World Alliance.
It was more about the content of Australia joining the New World Alliance.
Because nominally, the Queen of Britain was also the monarch of Australia … Of course, today, Australia was a completely independent country.
However, the Queen of Britain still retained the power to appoint the Governor of Australia … However, the Governor of Australia had no real power.
The Knight Mechanism used to be huge, and Britain used to be one of the world's overlords.
The video call between Mr. Gareth and Her Majesty took nearly 20 minutes.
After that, Mr. Gareth walked out with a tired face.
Lancelot was sitting in the hall outside the room at this time … She did not participate in the conversation between the Queen and Gareth.
"The Queen means that she will persuade the cabinet in the near future to officially sever the unclear relationship with Australia." Mr. Gareth sat down directly, "The so-called British Federation is just a system in name. If Britain wants to restore its past glory, it needs to give up this glory that is no longer decadent."
Lancelot just nodded.
As one of the 12 knights arranged by the [Knight Operation] to protect the Queen, she wouldn't participate in any political matters. She wouldn't even ask about the internal business of the [Knight Operation]. She was the Queen's personal guard.
This generation of Lancelot was like this … She could almost be regarded as an independent individual.
"We need to end the meeting in Chellona as soon as possible and return to Britain." Mr. Gareth said in a low voice, "Ferrell was taken away, this matter has a great impact on the Knight Mechanism. It's a pity that our performance in the Power Conference was not very good. Even if we barely entered the Security Council, we have almost no right to speak. But it's not a loss. "
Lancelot suddenly frowned at this time, as if something flew past her eyes … It was a black butterfly.
But Mr. Gareth did not seem to see the butterfly.
Lancelot stood up abruptly and walked out with the suitcase containing the ceremonial sword.
"Where are you going?" Gareth asked in surprise.
"Wait for me here." Lancelot didn't even turn his head as he left the room.
Mr. Gareth wanted to chase after them, but after hesitating for a moment, he did not.
After Lancelot left the room, she took the elevator and went directly to the highest floor of the hotel. Then she climbed up the fire stairs to the rooftop of the hotel.
The moment the iron door was pushed open, Lancelot saw a fluttering black butterfly … The butterfly slowly flew and finally landed on a white jade-like finger.
Lancelot didn't hesitate and walked closer.
"Why are you looking for me?" Lancelot asked directly.
In front of her was Miss Maid.
You Ye smiled and said, "I'm not the one looking for you. You're the one looking for me … Your queen is looking for me."
Lancelot frowned and said indifferently, "It's a pity that the [Power Conference] is over. As you can see, the results of the [Knight Mechanism] are obviously not good. "
Miss Maid smiled faintly, "There is no rule that says that if you want to have a foothold in the Transcendental Association's Security Council and have enough right to speak, you must get enough beads in the [Power Conference] … Of course, this is also one of the methods."
"What other methods are there?" Lancelot frowned and immediately shook her head, "We can't let the [Power Conference] reopen. It's meaningless. Chellona has Shinryū, so she will always be the big winner … unless you guys are involved."
"The so-called right to speak comes from having enough power." Miss Maid chuckled, "As for power, it has many components. Pure destructive power is power, knowledge is power, information is power … Luck is also a kind of power. "
Lancelot's eyes flashed with doubt.
Miss Maid opened her palm at this time, and in the middle of her palm, there was an old leather cover that was the size of two palms turning slowly.
"What is this?" Lancelot asked subconsciously.
"The method to make the [Tear of God]." Miss Maid smiled and said, "Of course, it's just a simplified version … The full version is not enough with just a ritual sword. However, this is enough for you to have enough right to speak. "
"[Tear of God]?" Lancelot was stunned. This was the first time she heard of this thing.
Miss Maid said indifferently, "It appeared at the scene of the [Power Conference] … Many people were using it, and they were very satisfied with it."
Lancelot was stunned at first, and then she was shocked … Although the Transcendental representatives from various countries at the scene of the [Power Conference] were not good, there was no lack of true elites.
They had already realized that at the scene of the [Power Conference], there was indeed a special item that could increase the strength of Transcendents in a short period of time, and it did not seem to have many side effects.
"How much effect does this simplified version have?" Lancelot asked suddenly.
Miss Maid said, "Only about 30% of the effect … This is a simple optimization that is suitable for the most suitable substitute material that can be found in this world. After all, the [Tear of God] at the [Power Conference] was not its final version. "
"I still don't know how much effect it has." Lancelot shook her head.
"The rough data …" Miss Maid thought for a while and said, "It should be able to double the user's strength within ten minutes without any side effects. It can be stacked once, but the effectiveness will be halved, and at the same time, there will be a slight loss of strength. "
"This, is still only a simplified version?" Lancelot looked at Miss Maid inconceivably, "No wonder some people could burst out extremely amazing strength at the [Power Conference] that day. Unfortunately, the increase of strength does not mean that they are really powerful. "
However, this cold female knight finally showed some obvious changes in her expression.
At this time, the smile on Miss Maid's face became bigger … Lancelot even shuddered subconsciously.
She even felt that this mysterious woman seemed to be happy to see the change in her emotions … She even felt that she was being teased?
Lancelot quickly restrained her emotions and muttered, "Although the simplified version of [Tear of God] you said is amazing, there is a side effect of loss of strength … Besides, this potion alone can give the [Knight Mechanism] enough say in the Transcendent Association … It doesn't seem to be enough, right?"
"If it's a peaceful era, it may not be enough." Miss Maid said indifferently, "But if it's a war era, I think there won't be a problem of not enough … Am I right, Knight Lancelot?"
"War!" Lancelot's eyes focused.
She almost thought of the [New World Alliance] immediately!
"Then, let the [Tear of God] become the special supply of the [Knight Mechanism]." Miss Maid chuckled, "If there is such a day when the simplified version of [Tear of God] can be mass-produced, I will personally come to take the British ceremonial sword … Then, sorry to disturb you."
She made an impeccable lady-like bow in front of Lancelot and then disappeared.
As the night wind blew, Lancelot felt a little cold … She didn't know if the war mentioned by this mysterious woman would happen or not.
Perhaps even this mysterious woman herself didn't have a definite answer?
But this was indeed the field that the member states of the [Transcendent Association] tried to discuss during the closed-door meeting.
However, the [New World Alliance] had just been announced, and there wasn't much information other than that, so the discussion didn't have any substantial results.
Taking a deep breath, Lancelot solemnly picked up the book that recorded the potion formula and wanted to open it.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the formula.
Lancelot couldn't help but frown, "What does this mean … War might not happen? Mass production … It can only be mass produced when it can be opened? If it can't be mass produced, then what … "
Questions continued to appear in Lancelot's mind.
After a long time, she solemnly put away the formula and then sent a message directly to Mr. Gareth.
— Gareth, I have something important to do and have to return immediately!
— I'll leave the following meeting to you!
…
When Mr. Gareth received Lancelot's message, he almost scolded.
Didn't you say you would wait for me to come back?
You're leaving just like that?
— I was so obedient. I waited for so long, and all I got was a goodbye?
"Oh, Lancelot is really a woman … A woman!"
Mr. Gareth sighed heavily. He felt so tired. He felt like he was fighting alone and couldn't hold up a single tree … Everyone didn't want to play with him.
…
…
Australia.
It was late at night. Soldiers in white combat uniforms were shuttling through the streets of the Australian capital.
In addition, there were also Australian soldiers.
Just a few hours ago, the government led by the Australian Prime Minister announced that Australia had merged into the New World Alliance and established a new government.
At the same time, they also announced that the capital of Australia would be handed over to the New World Alliance's military for an indefinite period of time until the new government announced that the takeover would be lifted.
Armored vehicles were now roaring in the streets in the middle of the night. The people could only hide in their homes and look uneasily at these big guys wandering on the streets through the windows.
At first, the government's actions directly angered the people in the capital. However, the fierce resistance was quickly suppressed after gunshots rang out.
It was said that … in just ten minutes, hundreds of corpses of violent people appeared on Porter Street.
…
At this time, the huge helipad was brightly lit.
Many military transport planes that were painted silver slowly landed … These transport planes were carrying Transcendent delegations that had left the City of Abstinence.
One of the transport planes had just landed, and a guest on the transport plane seemed to be eager to get off. A figure directly broke open the cabin door, set off a gust of wind, and landed on the helipad.
The gust of wind blew a dozen soldiers in white combat uniforms to the ground.
That person laughed and said, "Comfortable! Comfortable! The Forbidden City is simply not a place for people to stay! "
At this time, as if agreeing with this sentence, a powerful aura rose into the sky. It actually caused the transport planes that were lined up to land to sway slightly.
In addition to the soldiers in white combat uniforms, there were also a large number of Australian soldiers here. At this time, these soldiers' faces were filled with horror.
This Transcendent who was moving his muscles laughed even more unscrupulously.
Transcendents were no longer a secret. In the past few days, they had seen many Transcendents, but they all saw them on the screen. It was indeed the first time in their lives that they faced Transcendents directly.
Fear.
At this time, the first Transcendent who broke open the cabin door to move his body suddenly exclaimed.
At this time, the Transcendent's face suddenly became abnormally painful. His hands desperately reached for his neck as if he wanted to break open something. At the same time, his body began to slowly be pulled up by something.
In the end, the first Transcendent who broke open the cabin door was stopped in mid-air by a man wearing a white mask with a sword pattern on his face. He was wearing a black robe and a white mask with a sword pattern on his face.
In an instant, the soldiers in white combat uniforms showed fanatical gazes and looked at the black-robed man. They shouted, "The Seat of the Sword! Praise you! The sharpest sword in the world! "
"So this is the [Treasured Sword Seat] of the twenty-six seats of the [Clubhouse] … the [Treasured Sword] of little Arcana?"
"It seems that he wants to show his strength."
"There's no problem with showing his strength. If it were me, I would do the same. But don't think of using me as an example. My sword hasn't tasted blood for too long. "
"New World Alliance, I hope we didn't come to the wrong place …"
The voices of the Transcendent delegation were broken and messy.
The Seat of the Sword coldly glanced down. The Transcendent in his hand was struggling in pain. But not long after, the Seat of the Sword's palm directly crushed the Transcendent's throat.
Then, the corpse was thrown to the ground. It fell right in front of the delegation that the dead Transcendent belonged to.
The other Transcendent in the delegation showed a furious expression and were about to attack.
At this time, [Treasured Sword's Seat] took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his palm. He said indifferently, "I hope that everyone who comes here is an elite among the Extraordinaires. You know how to be humble and courteous. You are talented and self-disciplined talents, not losers who fled all the way from the Forbidden City like dogs in the water."
"Die!!"
In the delegation that lost a member, a strong man directly roared. The muscles all over his body burst out of his clothes. He turned into a huge Tigerman and jumped up.
[Seat of the Treasured Sword] didn't even look. Just as the tiger waved its sharp claws and was about to tear him apart, a treasured sword appeared out of thin air and directly pierced through the [Tiger Man]'s chest, nailing him to the ground.
The rest of the Transcendents in the delegation were terrified. Dozens of swords shot down like sharp swords … In the end, the swords turned into cages, trapping the few Transcendents at the same time.
No one dared to stand up for the delegation anymore.
The Seat of the Sword glanced down. "Everyone must be tired after coming from afar. The Allies have arranged a place for everyone to rest. Please."
They walked past the imprisoned superhumans and did not even look at them. They remained silent.
…
…
In a luxurious manor in the capital of Australia.
The woman was walking slowly in the corridor with a calm expression. The woman seemed to be thinking about something — the followers behind her followed carefully and didn't make any sound.
Suddenly, the woman stopped and looked out of the corridor window. Outside, it was a corner of the manor's courtyard.
The woman suddenly said, "I don't like this manor."
The first follower behind her lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, this is the best manor we can find now. After all, we just arrived here. Your manor is the best out of all the [seats]. "
The woman turned around and looked at the first follower behind her. She said indifferently, "I don't like you either."
The first follower was instantly terrified and said with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, I …"
"A failure." The woman shook her head and reached out her hand.
In an instant, the first follower's body was torn apart. In the end, what scattered on the ground was a pile of metal parts.
A piece of gear slowly rolled to the edge of the corner.
Even so, the rest of the followers behind the woman still didn't dare to raise their heads.
The woman looked at these followers and suddenly sighed, "I once had the most perfect work, but unfortunately … you can all go and clean it up."
The attendants immediately responded with a "yes".
The woman turned around and left. The followers began to clean up the pile of parts on the ground.
After a while, the woman came to the door of the manor's study and said to herself, "Well … I have new inspiration. I should be able to make a good work."
Saying so, the woman pushed open the door of the study and planned to draw the design in her mind tonight. At this moment, the woman's eyes narrowed.
In front of a row of bookshelves by the wall of her study, a young man with black hair and black eyes was standing at this moment.
"I borrowed a book to read." The young man looked at her with a smile, "If you don't mind, I won't read it. Nice to meet you, Your Majesty Catherine the Great. "
The woman's expression changed slightly, but she quietly closed the door of the study. She looked at the young man standing in front of the bookshelves and slowly walked to the desk and finally sat down.
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