Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1290 Forbidden Spoils of War
The matter of Her Majesty's Theater was immediately sent to the government and the knight's agency at the same time.

Both sides were furious at the same time.

Especially the knight agency, originally thought that the danger of the "doomsday myth" had been at least temporarily lifted, but unexpectedly, the other party would pull out the bottom line and be snatched away from the theater by Her Majesty the Queen.

This news was also blocked by the government at the first time-at present, all the audience in the theater are temporarily placed in the lounge and lobby of the theater, and at the same time they are required to cut off any means of communication.

The police arrived first, and then the people from the Military Intelligence Department also came. In the end, Gareth, who had just completed his mission on the Eurostar train track, actually brought a team of people to the scene himself.

"who are they?"

A policeman couldn't help asking his companions. He was extremely surprised—just 10 minutes ago, they gave way to people from the Military Intelligence...but now, it's the turn of these guys from the Military Intelligence to give way to this group of people. Give Way.

"How do I know?" The companion shook his head, looking at the people from the Military Intelligence Department in disbelief as if they were 'invited' out by this group of people.

The theater where the accident happened was blocked by this group of people.

At this time, in the theater.

Mr. Gareth was standing in the room where the Queen used to watch the performance - he had already discovered that there were traces of fighting here, but after finding out that the wood had been cut by Leaving, the traces of fighting in the room were not serious.

The battle didn't seem to last very long... or was it one-sided?
But it is Lancelot who guards the Queen... Who can easily suppress Lancelot?Gareth became more and more suspicious—even if he was injured in the face of Farrell last night, Lancelot would not be helpless to fight back.

He and the clown Dagonit were actually less injured than Lancelot... The holy armor of him and the clown was interrupted by Farrell before it unfolded, so the holy armor was not damaged too much.

But Lancelot was blasted by Farrell after putting on the holy armor.

A knight called out from under the stage at this moment, as if he had discovered something...Mr. Gareth simply jumped off the stands.

I saw the knight walking over with a middle-aged man.

"Mr. Sne." Gareth called the middle-aged man very politely.

He is a magician hired by the Knights' Organization. Although he is also a member of the Magician's Association, he has been a Briton for generations. After the Magician's Association was certified, he has always stayed in Britain.

"Mr. Gareth." Mr. Snee nodded, "I found some remnants of the secret medicine at the scene, and the samples collected from some viewers have also been tested, and they are the same substance. This is an instant Stunning poison, but harmless."

"Mystic pharmacist..." Gareth frowned, "According to what we know, there is indeed a senior cadre in the 'Doomsday Myth' who is a occult pharmacist. His name is... what is his name?"

"Tip." Mr. Sneh said indifferently: "In addition, he is not actually a occultist, because he was suspected of cheating and poisoning the examiner during the process of certifying a occultist, and has been permanently deprived of his certification by the Association of Magicians." Qualifications of a pharmacist."

At this time, another knight came quickly, "Mr. Gareth, we have investigated everything. Except for the disappearance of the Queen and Lord Lancelot, there are only two actors from the troupe."

"Actor?" Gareth frowned.

The knight said: "One is called Caesar, who plays the male lead, and the other is called Judas, who is also an important character in the play..."

"Caesar..." Gareth recited the name subconsciously.

"Sir, have you thought of anything?"

Gareth shook his head, "No... I have no idea. By the way, Mr. Snee, can you use tracking magic?"

"No." Mr. Snee shook his head and said, "I didn't find any useful medium here, and the tracking spell can't be used... sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Gallus patted him on the shoulder...but he was helpless.

At this moment, the phone rang.

A call from the knight agency.

Gareth answered immediately, and then his face changed slightly, "Really?!"

……

"What! One day... before dawn tomorrow?!" No. 10 Downing Street angrily suppressed the urge to drop the phone, "Pugins, I hope you're just playing a nasty joke on me!"

"I think, and I hope I'm in the mood to play such a nasty joke with you. But it's not like this...the Prime Minister." Mr. Pukins' voice seemed somewhat helpless.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, the Knight Agency received a notice from the leader of the 'Doomsday Myth'.

The content is as follows:

First: need to unconditionally release all members of 'Doomsday Myth'.

Second: pass the request for the cession of Northern Ireland before sunrise tomorrow, if not... at sunrise tomorrow, they will publicly execute Her Majesty the Queen.

……

"It's a joke. Could it be that the entire British Empire can't deal with a few thugs?!"

The prime minister roared: "Mr. Pukins, I really want to know whether the funds allocated to your knight organization every year for so many years have been spent on Japanese pigs!"

During the knight mechanism, Mr. Pukins took the phone away from his ear...he was bored, and he was in the mood to listen to the yelling of the man at No. 10 Downing Street.

The Prime Minister's only concern was that Her Majesty was being threatened - but Mr Pukins was also worried about Farrell's escape from prison.

"I won't trust you any more, Pukins!" After saying something coldly first, he hung up the phone.

This made Mr. Pukins feel ominous... He silently looked at the pendulum clock on the wall. It was only about 14 hours before sunrise tomorrow.

He sighed, stood up, and turned around... The paintings on the wall behind him moved away automatically, revealing a huge screen.

The screen turned on, and seven faces appeared on the screen at the same time...these are the heads of the knight organizations in various places.

"Everyone, the situation is already like this... We need to know the queen's whereabouts immediately. If the enemy is allowed to execute the queen publicly this time, it will be the scariest and most ridiculous joke in the history of our country."

"Tell me, Pukins, your decision?"

Mr. Pukins took a deep breath and said seriously: "Activate the Holy Grail."

On the screen, everyone fell silent for an instant... A strange aura, even through the screen, seemed to be slowly permeating in their own place because of the conversation between the eight people at the meeting.

Finally, on the screen, an old man slowly said: "Pukins... You should know that the Holy Grail is the spoils captured in the great war a hundred years ago. But it is forbidden to be used...Using the Holy Grail requires sacrifices, you , don't you know?"

"Tomorrow, we may see a country in chaos."

Mr. Pukins sighed, "So... I, Pukins Pendragon, the great descendant of King Arthur, will use an absolute command to require the Knights to obey one of my orders."

"Pugins, are you serious?" Everyone on the screen was shocked, "Pugins, the Absolute Command is an honor bestowed on the descendants of King Arthur by the Knights...you can only use it twice in your lifetime!"

Mr. Pukins did not speak, but slowly unscrewed the silver carving on his hand... After the silver carving was unscrewed, there was still a mechanism inside.

In a small gap under the carving, a gemstone slipped down at this moment.Mr. Pukins held this gem high... The leaders of the knight agencies all over the screen stood up one after another.

"Yes, I have decided." Mr. Pukins said slowly: "With the proof of the kingship... I will use up an absolute order."

"Yes, your-majesty."

……

……

This is probably a place similar to a prison cell... and it is still built of stone, it seems to be a bit old.

Her Majesty the Queen didn't know where she was sent to in the end, and she was already there when she opened the black cloth bag on her body.

At the same time, Lancelot was also imprisoned in this place.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do my job well." Lancelot lowered his head slightly, "Letting you in such a harsh environment."

Her Majesty was not as panicked as Lancelot imagined, but instead looked at the environment of the stone room - the only thing that could illuminate was an oil lamp put down by the hijackers.

This is a stone room, about the size of a bungalow.

"Actually, it's pretty good, at least it doesn't even have a place to sit... But they actually took my pet away, which I can't agree with."

Her Majesty smiled and sat down - the chair was made of wood and was obviously uncomfortable.

Lancelot frowned, the Queen's calmness was beyond her expectations, "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid?"

The queen smiled and said, "I'm afraid, but what I'm afraid of is the future situation, not the current cage."

"You are a great person." Lancelot said suddenly after being silent.

Her Majesty the Queen shook her head slightly... She could still endure this bit of suffering.

Back then, she was imprisoned in a place even narrower than this stone room. Not only was she hungry, cold, and even without light, she almost went crazy for three days and three nights. under punishment.

Compared to the punishment he received for failing to meet the teacher's requirements when he was young... this stone room is really nothing.

On the icy and snowy grass, barefoot with a thick dictionary on top, maintaining a ladylike standing posture.

Forced to master French within a month, almost half of the time is spent on copying every day...and maintain a gentle smile.

It's really nothing... this stone city.

"It's you, Lancelot, are you afraid?" The queen came back from her memories, looked at the young woman, and asked softly.

Lancelot shook his head directly, "To become a knight, you must first overcome the fear of danger."

"Oh." The queen shook her head, "son, listen to me, now you, like me, are imprisoned here, ordinary people who have lost their power... I am not a queen here, and you are here No power whatsoever. There is no shame in admitting your fears."

Lancelot was stunned, then frowned and said: "I'm worried, what are they going to do next... You have been hijacked, and once this matter is exposed, the outside world will inevitably fall into panic..."

The queen suddenly interrupted Lancelot, "Lancelot, when did you become a knight?"

"I?"

She opened her mouth... Her Majesty the Queen didn't seem to be worried about her situation at all.

The queen folded her hands on her lap... At this time, her sitting posture still looked elegant, as if she was not sitting on some inferior wooden stool, but a noble throne.

"We can't change the current situation for the time being." Her Majesty the Queen smiled slightly: "Generally speaking, what we need to do at this time is how to change our bad mood... chatting is obviously a good way .my knight.”

"I... look at the environment here."

She obviously couldn't agree, and after quickly responding, she began to check the wall of the stone chamber... tapping it inch by inch with her fingers.

Her Majesty watched, shook her head slightly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

……

"Have they agreed?"

In the room, a thin man with eyes... Tip quickly stood up - because at this time, Judas had just returned from the outside.

And Judas' mission this time was to send the leader's notice to the knight organization.

Judas looked at Tip angrily, rolled his eyes and said, "I threatened you to die now, do you want to think about it?"

Shaking his head and ignoring Tip who was stunned by him, Judas walked quickly to the side of the leader Caesar, "Received the news from Dobas that the heads of the seven major knight organizations all over the country went to the The fog is here... the currently serving Knights of the Round Table will probably have a complete gathering within an hour."

"Isn't this expected?"

The one who spoke was Catherine who was treating Caesar's wound... I don't know what happened to this wound. Although the bleeding stopped, it still couldn't heal.

This is a very incredible thing... Both Catherine and Judas are very aware of how powerful Caesar's body is.

"That's it, Catherine." Caesar withdrew his palm from Catherine's hand at this time, "As long as it doesn't bleed, it's fine, this wound is fine."

He stood up and began to put on his coat at the same time, and asked, "Dobas, haven't you found any news about the spiritual witch?"

"That bitch!" Catherine snorted coldly, "Since the accident, she hasn't shown up...she wasn't with us in the first place."

Caesar shook his head, and said casually: "If it is not the same way, most of the 'Doomsday Myth' and we are not the same way... They are just free members. If you can't find it, then forget it... What we need to do, Just waiting for the sunrise tomorrow."

"They won't find this place, don't worry." Judas nodded, "As long as they can't find this place before dawn..."

(End of this chapter)