Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1287 The Knight and the Boss
1936, winter.

The Duke of York, who has become king, is sheltering from the Second World War at Balmoral Castle with his wife, Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret.

Princess Elizabeth was only 13 years old at this time.

At this time, the Duke of York was reading the newspaper in his hand.

After a silent breakfast, the young and immature Princess Elizabeth suddenly said, "Father, are we just hiding here and doing nothing?"

Hearing this, the Duchess...the queen cast a silent gaze—but this didn't stop the young princess from speaking.

"At this time, the name of our country is being sacrificed on the continent across the ocean. But we are enjoying the warmth of the fireplace in this castle..."

"Elizabeth." The Queen's voice was slightly heavier, "Don't add trouble to your father."

The Queen's tone was already severe, and the young Princess Her Royal Highness could only lower her head reluctantly—as for the younger Princess Margaret, she was just holding the doll and looking at all these ages with fear.

"Then, I'll see you in my room first." Princess Elizabeth stood up and left directly.

"Elizabeth, have you forgotten all the etiquette that the royal family should have?" The queen couldn't help frowning.

Her Royal Highness said indifferently: "Queen, what I want to learn is fencing, riding, strategy...not Shakespeare's writing!"

"You..." The queen seemed very angry.

But at this time, the silent new king finally spoke. He put down the newspaper and said slowly: "Elizabeth, you are already at the age of school, but considering the current situation, I specially hired a A tutor... Go, your teacher is already waiting in the study, I hope you can show the etiquette that a royal princess should have and accept your new teacher."

"I don't need any governess, father!"

"This is an order. This teacher will teach you to become a talent..." The new king looked at his eldest princess with a complicated expression at this time, "You will never know, in order to invite this teacher for you, What price did I pay...Treasure it, this teacher will change your life. If you don't want to live your life in vain."

……

Although the emotions of resistance almost defeated the obedience to patriarchy, under the attack of motherhood, the young princess finally retreated and reluctantly came to the door of the study.

She didn't yearn for the very powerful tutor that her father said, and what she was thinking at this moment was how to make the other party retreat.

Taking a deep breath, the young princess directly pushed open the door of the study with both hands, and said loudly, "Where is the new tutor?"

While speaking, Her Royal Highness is also looking at the situation in the study room—as expected, this tutor is probably wearing a pair of glasses, looks personable, or is a guy with profound knowledge... Otherwise, neither Might get her father hired.

But what appeared in front of Her Royal Highness was not that type of literary man, but a young woman.

Long golden hair, dark blue eyes... a faint smile.

"You...you are my tutor?"

The beautiful young woman did not answer, but casually picked up an epee dedicated to fencing from the speaking table, and threw it directly at Her Royal Highness.

She took it in a hurry, and in the midst of doubts, the woman with blond hair and blue eyes in front of her also picked up the same epee, and said calmly: "Within 10 minutes, if you can touch my clothes, any place will Okay, I'll get out of here...how?"

Oh my god... Her highness the princess didn't even know how the other party conjured up two heavy swords in the study.

But that didn't matter - what mattered was that fencing was something she loved.

"No, call someone for help." Her Royal Highness's eyes suddenly became sharp...

……

……

Memories flashed through the long years at this moment, the already old Her Majesty reached out and touched her cheek... a cold and moist touch.

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

"Really...is it really you, Teacher You Ye?"

Her Majesty walked in staggeringly step by step, "After so many years...have I really seen you again? But, why hasn't your appearance changed at all, and I...haven't been young for a long time? Please tell me, it doesn't It's not a dream..."

Perhaps because of excitement, or perhaps because of joy, the old queen couldn't help stretching out her hands, wanting to hold the face in front of her that had not left any traces of time.

trembling...

This should be a very touching meeting scene—at least, for Her Majesty, who is excited at the moment, the joy at this time can even be compared to the victory in the world war decades ago.

This beautiful woman who changed her life...

"Have I allowed you to touch me, Elizabeth."

The dark blue eyes are as deep as in memory...

But listening to these cold words, Her Majesty the Queen seemed to wake up in an instant, but a kind of almost instinctive fear still made this Her Majesty the Queen, who had talked and laughed happily with countless world leaders and heads of state without changing her face, shivered. .

Her sword is very heavy, and the young princess has suffered unimaginable suffering... At the same time, her pointer is also heavy, like a nightmare, so that the young princess has not forgotten it until she becomes the queen of a country .

But this also made Her Majesty the Queen completely awake... After all, she is not the little girl who knew nothing back then.

"Why, your appearance..."

"Now you are the queen, and you also know the existence of the knight mechanism... You who know the extraordinary power in the world, don't you think you can't understand it?"

Her Majesty opened her mouth... This was a possibility she had never thought of.

She needed some time to digest the information, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

……

"Miss Lancelot, how old are you this year?"

In my impression, this is the first time she has encountered such a question—of course, it does not mean that she has never encountered such a question, just because she has never been asked this question from the beginning.

No need to answer... "25," she thought to herself.

Her eyes suddenly changed at this moment... and she keenly grasped the separation of thought and language at this moment—Lancelot's eyes suddenly became sharper, and a short sword slipped from her sleeve down.

Wrong body.

She had already appeared behind Boss Luo, the dagger crossed his shoulders and rested on his neck, and a cold voice sounded at the same time, "What did you do to me?"

"I think, I really just asked a question." Luo Qiu seemed to have a normal reaction...but he couldn't do it.

Not to mention just this dagger, even a sharper ice blade probably wouldn't be able to cut into his skin... Besides, it's still unknown whether the cutting action can occur.

But if one day, there will be a sharp blade piercing his body...he will also be reborn in the club—he has tried the resurrection from the dead from the very beginning.

"Don't play tricks." Lancelot's voice became a little colder... the dagger was still on.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time, and said calmly: "It's strange. Logically speaking, if I really make you feel dangerous, should you be more concerned about the situation in the room at this time... After all, there are people you want to protect inside. People, and at the same time, my companion who makes you feel the danger is approaching. Shouldn't it be shown that ensuring the safety of the people is the first priority?"

choose.

As if to say so.

Give up the controlled object to enter the room, deal with the situation so far, obey the Queen's safety as the main priority, or not give up controlling the other party.

She soon had a choice.

"If inside, your companion has really threatened the safety of my employer, then I should not give up on you now... At least, if you control you, the two sides are on the same starting line, right? "

"That's true."

What surprised Lancelot was the attitude of approval from the other party—and what was even more incredible was that the other party turned around at this time, as if he had concluded that he really would not make a move.

The dagger that was originally on his neck turned into a sword pointed at his throat.

"25 years..." Luo Qiu said casually, "Actually, it's longer than my life...Miss Lancelot, in these 25 years, do you have any memories worth remembering and cherishing?"

She couldn't help frowning... This is the second strange question.

"I think, you don't need to care about whether my memory has a treasured part...you should care about yourself." She chose the usual way of doing things-shooting.

Of course, in order to ensure that the matter would not lead to a worse situation, she did not intend to kill the person, but at least let the other person be quiet.

The throat was a deadly place, she wasn't going to attack, but other than that... perhaps the shoulders, the thighs would be good targets - at least, to the detriment of his mobility.

Thinking is only for a moment, and the body's actions are almost synchronized with the thinking - when the conclusion is reached, Lancelot flicks his wrist, and the dagger stabs towards the opponent's shoulder - the position of the scapula.

It should have been like this...but the short sword didn't move at all.

It is as if it has pierced into an invisible wall, and it is completely stable, more like a screw that has been tightened-it is frozen in the air like this!

Lancelot was shocked, let go of the dagger, and retreated instinctively—but her body could not move at this time.

And the dagger was frozen in the air... between her and Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu looked at Lancelot, then reached out and 'took off' the dagger in the air, playing with it in his hand, "For now, I won't bring any danger to the person in the room... Including my companions too."

She naturally didn't believe it, and she didn't even give up her vigilance... At least that's how she looked.

But the dagger began to melt in Luo Qiu's hand at this time... It completely melted into a ball of steel juice, and then began to stretch, twist, and deform automatically... Finally, it turned into a silver flower Rose.

"If you don't have one, then start creating it from now... If you already have one, I hope you can cherish them." Luo Qiu returned the metal rose in his hand to Lancelot——Correct Said, it was inserted into the palm of her empty hand.

I can move.

Lancelot's body moved all of a sudden—but at this time, the door suddenly opened, and the maid came out with a smile, while Her Majesty the Queen saw him off with trepidation... yes, trepidation.

"Go back, Elizabeth. Don't ask too much about me... remember my words."

"Yes." Her Majesty nodded.

She really didn't ask any more questions—even if she was very curious about this man who was Teacher You Ye's male companion...Of course, there was also the matter of why Lancelot had a metal rose in his hand at this time.

"No need to send it away." The maid said again at this time.

Her Majesty still nodded, and she looked like an obedient student, which made Lancelot feel even more incredible than Farrell's easy defeat last night.

Luo Qiu didn't intend to talk to Her Majesty, but just nodded slightly... He slightly bent his arm, and You Ye came to her side, and put his arm on her.

"Then, the performance should start soon, please allow us to leave first, ma'am."

Luo Qiu concluded with this.

……

"Your Majesty, may I ask who are they?"

In front of the door...the mysterious pair of men and women were no longer visible in the corridor, but the doubts in Lancelot's heart were obviously more intense—she began to doubt her own strength as the Twelve Round Table.

First Farrell, then...

Unexpectedly, Her Majesty shook her head at this time and said: "Lancelot, today's matter, I hope you will not tell anyone... about me and her."

She frowned.

But Her Majesty the Queen didn't want to say more, but took another look at the metal rose in Lancelot's hand, smiled and said, "Oh... child, it's the first time I feel that the flower is actually very suitable for you .Do you think about it, it would be better to change into a lady's dress."

Without waiting for an answer, Her Majesty walked into the banquet with a chuckle.

Lancelot looked at the metal rose in his hand... Startled.

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on the corridor.

The boss and his girlfriend were still walking arm in arm.

"So that's what you said you've already taken revenge."

At this moment, Boss Luo smiled and said: "I think it must have left a deep memory of Her Majesty's childhood...Suddenly I want to see you as a strict teacher."

"It's just the request of the Duke of York." The maid said with a smile, "But as a tutor, I think it should be a pass."

"The former Orleans girl actually trained a queen of Great Britain with her own hands, um..." Luo Qiu shook his head, not knowing whose evil intention it was.

The maid lady didn't express any opinion on this, she smiled and said, "Is the master talking with No. 31 happily?"

"I wish she could wake up later... After all, this time, I didn't come to find her on purpose, it's just a coincidence to meet her." Luo Qiu mused, "Let's see again... After all, the boss who disturbs the employees on vacation, Probably will be hated."

"Then, just disqualify her from the next vacation." The maid said calmly.

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(End of this chapter)