Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1989 As we all know, hard work will make you stronger

After Mr. Gareth received Lancelot at the airport, he did not immediately return to the hotel where he was staying.

At the request of Lancelot, they came to a deserted place in the suburbs.

"It should be almost the same, Lancelot?"

"Just leave like this." Lancelot nodded at this moment, and then opened his hands slightly, as if thinking about something... There was light, and it was slowly released from her body.

This is the incantation that summons the Armor of the Twelve Knights' Legacy.

Gareth didn't know the reason for Lancelot's sudden chanting of the spell. After a while, Lancelot had turned into a black armored knight.

She said directly: "Gareth, don't be dumbfounded, call for the Armor of Inheritance."

"You... you want to practice with me before tomorrow's competition?" Mr. Gareth could not help subconsciously.

Lancelot said directly: "You and the two work together. If Farrell is nearby, he will naturally sense the binding force of the round table agreement...I want to see him."

"What did you say?!"

Mr. Gareth was startled.

……

Mr. Gareth encountered such a big event as Farrell in the Forbidden City, so he naturally wouldn't hide it from the Queen of Britain—it's just that Her Majesty didn't give any further instructions, but just asked Gareth to take good care of it.

It's just that Farrell disappeared again on the day before the opening of the summit meeting, and Mr. Gareth was also clueless during this time.

The so-called Round Table Agreement is an oath that has been signed since the establishment of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table... But this oath does not actually have any substantive binding force.

It's more like a signal.

When the signal appears, all the twelve knights nearby must obey the ancient oath and give support to their companions-of course, there is no penalty for not obeying.

It is rooted in the noble character of the knights.

Mr. Gareth never thought that if this ancient covenant was called, Farrell would obediently show up... That guy came from a lunatic, how could he be so obedient?
But to Gareth's surprise, when he couldn't hold back Lancelot's gaze and called the ancient covenant with her, Farrell really appeared...

"What the hell... have I been looking for nothing all this time??"

Mr. Gareth's mentality collapsed on the spot.

……

Farrell did appear, silently...without even a trace of air movement, he appeared in front of Mr. Gareth and Lancelot like a ghost.

It's still the same crumpled white suit... It hasn't changed in any way from what Gareth saw a few days ago.

It's not that there's not a slight difference. If I have to say it... it probably means that Farrell seems to be a little deeper at this time, and he seems to be a little tired.

"The ancient covenant of knights." Farrell stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "I thought you had forgotten this ancient covenant... What do you want me to do?"

Even facing the normal Farrell, Mr. Gareth, who was already wearing the armor of inheritance, was still extremely nervous.

But at this moment, Lancelot, who was dressed in black armor, waved his hand... the suitcase she brought with her suddenly burst open—it was only the outer skin of the suitcase that broke open.

There is a golden cabinet hidden in this suitcase.

The cabinet was slowly opened at this time, and after a while, an upright obtuse sword slowly appeared in front of Mr. Gareth and Farrell.

"This is..." Mr. Gareth's eyes froze at this moment, and his expression became extremely serious in an instant, "Katina!"

At this time, the obtuse sword flew directly into Lancelot's hand... Lancelot was seen standing up with the sword at this moment.

At the same time, Farrell walked forward with a blank expression... He got closer and closer to Lancelot.Just as Mr. Gareth was unfavorable to Lancelot because of whether Farrell would make any abnormal actions, Farrell knelt down on one knee slowly.

Bow down.

Crazy Knight Farrell, at this time, is exactly like a loyal knight when he visits his monarch.

"This is the ritual sword used by every generation of the British royal family when the throne is passed on." Lancelot said in a deep voice at this time: "Every one of us knights swore an oath to the king of Britain in front of it. Farley Er, do you still remember the oath you made at the beginning?"

"I swear on my life that I will give you all, my lord. I will remember humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, spirit, honesty, justice. Here is my sword, where I fall Come down and I will protect you. My soul will guard your territory after I die. My loyalty is my armor. I will shed my blood for you. My sword is here, my blood Sprinkle the battlefield with glory. My sword is here, and God blesses it to be sharp forever, and it will never break unless his master bows his head...My-lord!"

"Very well, you still remember your oath, Knight Farrell." Lancelot slowly put the ritual sword [Katina] in his hand on Farrell's shoulder, "Tomorrow, you will Fight for the royal family, seize the seat of the council...Order!"

Farrell didn't respond, just knelt silently on the ground and didn't move.

Time passed so quietly.

I don't know how long it took before Farrell suddenly pushed away the ritual sword on his shoulder and said calmly, "I refuse."

Lancelot snapped: "Farrell, are you going to break your oath?"

Farrell said indifferently: "The king I was loyal to is no longer here, and my oath has been blown away with the wind... I did not swear allegiance to the current queen."

Lancelot frowned... But Farrell's reaction seemed to be within her expectations.She nodded at this moment, and slowly put away the ritual sword, "Her Majesty has something to tell you, will you listen to me?"

Farrell was silent for a while and said, "What did she say?"

"You are the most outstanding knight, you are the most powerful knight, you are the light of Britain, are you willing to watch the land of Britain become a colonized place in the upcoming extraordinary world... that, you Territory once sworn to defend."

Farrell didn't respond, just stood up silently.

He disappeared, and Mr. Gareth didn't see clearly how he left... It's just that Lancelot had already lifted the armor of inheritance at this time, and he didn't follow suit and also lifted his own.

Mr. Gareth smiled bitterly: "He is also the successor of the Twelve Knights. I still can't understand why there is such a big gap between us and him... Tell me, will he come back tomorrow."

"I don't know." Lancelot shook his head, "But what Her Majesty asked me to do, I have done."

"Finished?" Mr. Gareth's heart moved, and his expression changed slightly: "What do you mean by finished?"

Lancelot said bluntly: "My mission has been completed, so I have to go back. There is no guardian around the queen, no way."

"?!?!" Mr. Gareth's eyes widened in disbelief, and his voice changed, "Wait a minute! You came all the way here just to say a few words to Farrell?"

"if not?"

"Didn't you come to support me in the [Power Tournament]?"

"Her Majesty did not issue this order." Lancelot shook his head.

Mr. Gareth slapped his head at this moment... His mentality is really broken right now!
Wait, when he was talking on the phone with Her Majesty, Her Majesty did only say that Lancelot would arrive tonight... just said that she would arrive, and did not say what Lancelot would do?
"I'm not playing anymore!!" Mr. Gareth, whose mentality has collapsed, reached out and directly took off the brooch of the [Knight Organ] commander on his body, and fell to the ground, "I resigned! Who of you would like to be the commander? Who should go! It was all of you who were unwilling to do it, and forced it to me!"

But at the moment Mr. Gareth was angry, the ground suddenly trembled.

In the distance, a huge black shadow was approaching rapidly... With the rapid arrival of the black shadow, the vibration of the earth became more and more intense.

In the end, what appeared in front of Mr. Gareth and Lancelot was a [mountain]!
No, it should be said that it was a rock as huge as a hill—and this rock was being held up by Farrell with one hand.

"You... why are you back?" Gareth subconsciously said, "Mr. Farell?"

He always had an ominous premonition that he couldn't explain clearly.

I saw Farrell said calmly at this time: "From now until tomorrow's competition, you use this big rock to exercise, first squat with weights for an hour, and you are not allowed to summon the armor of inheritance."

"One...an hour?" Mr. Gareth swallowed subconsciously, and screamed: "Impossible! It is impossible for human beings to do such a thing! Besides, the competition is going to be tomorrow, and we will exercise at this time What's the point! Even if this kind of exercise is effective, it won't improve much in a short period of time, okay?"

"Even if it's just one ten-thousandth increase in strength, it's still an improvement. When the strong fight against one ten-thousandth, they win." Farrell said solemnly at this time: "Strength is accumulated little by little. , to the vast sea, one step at a time... Efforts will become stronger! Continue!"

Without waiting for Mr. Gareth to react, Farrell threw the boulder in his hand directly at Mr. Gareth.

At this time, it was too late for him to recite the mantra and put on the armor of inheritance. The boulder fell down, and he ran away instinctively. Unexpectedly, a stone popped out of Farrell's hand, hit his knee, and made him kneel a little. on the ground.

Seeing the boulder fall, Mr. Gareth had to catch it with both hands... His waist almost seemed to be broken, and his face flushed red, so he could catch the boulder.

"Start the timing now. It's not up to standard. A fist like this." Farrell said, and swung his fist far away. The terrifying pressure of the fist instantly caused a big tree tens of meters away to explode. .

He really can do it!

Mr. Gareth was dripping with cold sweat at this moment, and Farrell really did it - punched himself!

However, at this moment, against this terrifying boulder, Mr. Gareth was holding his breath and struggling, unable to speak at all—he seriously doubted that this boulder was directly brought by Farrell from outside the Forbidden City. It was dug from that circle of mud and rocks.

Or it came along from the site of the [Power Conference] that the Administration is rapidly building.

Seeing this, Lancelot was packing her luggage... After sticking back the stripped leather of the suitcase, she clapped her hands, pulled the handle of the suitcase and left.

"Where are you going?" Farrell said suddenly.

"The mission His Majesty entrusted to me has been completed, so I should naturally leave." Lancelot said indifferently: "Tomorrow's competition, I will support you mentally."

"You stay too!" Farrell said directly: "You change into him after he finishes squatting. Now you use the fastest speed for me and swing the sword [-] times!"

"??"

It's not funny, it's not funny, Mr. Gareth swears, he is absolutely not gloating at the moment, because when he smiles, he will get angry, and when he laughs, he will be crushed into meatloaf.

Later, Knight Lancelot, who was evaluated by Mr. Gareth as the most stable and normal among the twelve knights, had to take off his sandals and swung his sword humiliatingly.

……

In the distance, Mr. Song was looking at the boulder that was going up and down, groaning silently.

When the incident happened, he was actually discussing some issues with Farrell-the mobile phone was no longer used, because Wolfgang came back and he could be a tool man translator.

But as he spoke, Farrell ran out without saying a word—he came here and met these two British knights.

"[Knight Mechanism] I know something." Wolfgang thought for a while and said, "I have also heard about this Farrell."

"Tell me about it." Mr. Song said calmly.

Between him and Farrell, they didn't ask about each other's details... out of respect for the strong—but it was someone who told him at this moment, so it was naturally another matter.

"On the land of Europe, a terrible war took place a hundred years ago..." Wolfgang slowly talked about the great war in the land of Europe a hundred years ago.

As a detached person, and a detached person who has received missions to linger in this sub-world, it is impossible for Wolfgang to recklessly enter the sub-world without investigating any information about the 003 sub-world.

Since it was for the contribution of the organization that he discovered the offline ... income, then he also collected some information about the strong in this world.

Originally, Farrell was also on the list he planned to recruit.

However, what Wolfgang didn't expect was that he could meet the queen from hell in this sub-world...the fallen morning star.

It must be against her!

Wouldn't it be exciting to think about being able to develop the fallen Dawn Star into an offline one?The contribution points obtained after the event is completed are enough to squander for a long time, right?

After a moment.

"...In this way, the so-called confrontation with the devil is essentially a crusade against that magical shop." Mr. Song pondered, and was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes moved, and his eyes looked at another place .

In the distance, three figures are rapidly approaching.

moment.

"Your honor."

I saw Gong Fanxing and Charlotte coming hand in hand, and at this time, in Gong Fanxing's hands, there was an old man with a childlike face and white hair, but looked extremely embarrassed, wearing a Taoist costume.

"Who is this person?" Mr. Song asked, frowning.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this humane name is Yang Taizi." Gong Fanxing said casually at this time: "It is the current head of Zhendao... I just happened to meet him."

"Really? Taibai's successor..." Mr. Song nodded, pondering... as if thinking of something.

(End of this chapter)