Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2045 I'm in Oceania, I just got off the plane and met for the first time

After the closed-door meeting, Mr. Gareth of [Knights Agency] returned to the hotel where he was staying early, and had a video conference with the Queen of Britain.

The discussion was about the [New World Alliance]... and the news about the Australian country in Oceania announcing its merger into the [New World Alliance].

More about the incorporation of Australia.

Because in name, the queen of Britain is also the monarch of Australia... Of course, today, Australia is a completely independent country.

It's just that the Queen of Britain still retains the power to appoint the Governor of Australia... However, the Governor of Australia has no real power.

The former [Knight Organization] was huge, and the former Britain was also one of the hegemony countries in the world.

Mr Gareth's video call with Her Majesty lasted almost 10 minutes.

After that, Mr. Gareth walked out with a tired face.

Lancelot was sitting in the hall outside the room right now... She did not participate in the conversation between Her Majesty the Queen and Gareth.

"What the queen means is that she will persuade the cabinet to officially sever the unclear relationship with Australia in the near future." Mr. Gareth sat down directly, "The so-called British Commonwealth is just a system that exists in name only, and Britain wants to restore it. For the glory of the past, we need to give up the glory that is no longer corrupt."

Lancelot simply nodded.

As the twelve knights arranged by the [Knights Agency] to guard Her Majesty, she will not participate in any political matters, and will not even intervene in the internal affairs of the [Knights Agency]. She is completely a personal guard by Her Majesty's side.

This generation of [Lancelot], the situation is like this... It can almost be regarded as an independent individual.

"We need to end the meeting in Shenzhou as soon as possible, and then return to Britain." Mr. Gareth pondered: "Farrell was taken away, and this matter has a great impact on [Knight Agency]. Unfortunately, in [Power At the General Assembly] scene, our results were not very good, even if we managed to get into the Security Council, we hardly had any right to speak, but let’s not lose.”

At this moment, Lancelot suddenly frowned, as if something flew past her eyes... It was a black butterfly.

But Mr Gareth didn't seem to see the butterfly appear.

Lancelot stood up abruptly, and walked out with the suitcase containing the ritual sword.

"Where are you going?" Gareth asked in surprise.

"You wait for me here." Lancelot walked out of the room without looking back.

Mr. Gareth wanted to catch up, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally failed.

After Lancelot left the room, he took the elevator directly to the highest floor of the hotel, and then climbed up the fire-resistant stairs to the roof of the hotel.

The moment he pushed open the iron door of the stairs, Lancelot saw a flying black butterfly... The butterfly flew slowly, and finally landed on a white jade-like finger.

Lancelot didn't hesitate, and approached directly.

"What do you want from me?" Lancelot asked directly.

In front of her was the maid.

You Ye smiled at this moment and said: "It's not me looking for you, but you looking for me...your queen is looking for me."

Lancelot frowned, and said calmly: "Unfortunately, the [Power Tournament] is over. As you can see, the results of [Knight Mechanism] are obviously very bad."

The maid smiled lightly and said: "There is no rule that if you want to gain a foothold on the Security Council of the Extraordinary Association and have enough voice, you must get enough beads at the [Power Conference]...Of course, this is also One of the ways."

"What else can I do?" Lancelot frowned, then shook his head and said, "We can't let the [Power Tournament] be reopened, it doesn't make much sense, there is a real dragon in China, and it will always be a big winner... unless You are off."

"The so-called right to speak comes from enough power." The maid said with a chuckle: "As for power, it has many components. Pure destructive power is power, knowledge is also power, intelligence is also power... luck, It's also a kind of strength."

Doubt flashed across Lancelot's eyes.

At this time, the maid opened her palms, and saw that half of the old book with a two-palm-sized old cover was slowly turning in the palm of her hand.

"What is this?" Lancelot asked subconsciously.

"The production method of [God's Tears]." The maid said with a smile, "Of course, it's just a simplified version...the full version, and a ritual sword alone is not enough. However, it is enough for you to master enough more voice."

"[Tears of God]?" Lancelot was startled, this was the first time she had heard of it.

The maid said indifferently: "It has appeared before, at the [Power Conference]... many people are using it, and they are very satisfied."

Lancelot was taken aback for a moment, and then he was taken aback... [Power Tournament] The extraordinary representatives from various countries at the scene, although good and bad, did not lack real elites.

They had already realized that at the scene of the [Power Conference], there was indeed a strange auxiliary thing, which allowed the superhumans with ordinary strength to increase their strength in a short period of time, and it seemed that there were not many side effects.

"How effective is this simplified version of...?" Lancelot asked abruptly.

The maid said: "Only about 30.00% of the effect... This is a simple optimization that takes into account the most suitable substitute materials that can be found in this world. Tears], it is not the final version.”

"I still don't know how effective it is." Lancelot shook his head.

"About the data..." The maid thought for a while and said, "It should be able to double the user's strength within 10 minutes, without any side effects. It can be used in a superimposed manner, but the time limit will be halved, and at the same time, a slight loss of strength will occur. Phenomenon."

"...This is just a simplified version?" Lancelot looked at the maid in disbelief: "It's no wonder that at the [Power Tournament] that day, some people were able to erupt astonishing power. It's a pity that the increase in power is not enough. Means really strong."

But this indifferent female knight finally showed some obvious strangeness on her face.

At this time, the smile on the maid's face grew stronger... Lancelot even shivered subconsciously.

She even felt that this mysterious woman seemed to be happy to see her emotional changes... There was even a feeling of being teased?

Lancelot quickly restrained his emotions, and pondered: "Although the effect of the simplified version of [God's Tears] you mentioned is amazing, after all, it has the side effect of debilitating... Besides, this medicine alone can make people [Knight Agency] has enough voice in the Extraordinary Association...it seems not enough, right?"

"If it's a peaceful age, maybe it's not enough." The maid said indifferently: "But if it's a war time, I don't think there will be enough problems...Are you right, Knight [Lancelot]."

"War!" Lancelot stared.

She thought of [New World Alliance] almost immediately!
"Then, let [Tears of God] become a special item for [Knight Mechanism]." The maid chuckled, "If one day, the simplified version of [Tears of God] can be mass-produced, I will Come and take Britannia's ceremonial sword in person... Excuse me, then."

She made an impeccable ladylike salute before Lancelot's eyes, and then disappeared.

When the evening wind blew, Lancelot felt a little chill... She didn't know whether the war that this mysterious woman said would happen or not.

Maybe even this mysterious woman doesn't have a definite answer?
But this is indeed the area that the members of the [Extraordinary Association] tried to discuss during the closed-door meeting.

It's just that the [New World Alliance] has just been announced, and there is not much information other than that, so the discussion has no substantive results.

Taking a deep breath, Lancelot solemnly picked up the book that recorded the formula of the medicine, intending to open it.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the formula.

Lancelot couldn't help frowning, "What does this mean...Will war not necessarily happen? Mass production...On the day it can be opened, can it be mass-produced? If it can't be mass-produced, so what ..."

Questions continued to appear in Lancelot's mind.

After a long time, she solemnly put away the formula, and then directly sent a message to Mr. Gareth.

——Gareth, I have something important to do and I have to return right away!

——The next meeting, please!

……

When Mr. Gareth received the message from Lancelot, he almost cursed.

What about waiting for her to come back?

Is this gone?

——I am so obedient, after waiting for so long, all I got was a goodbye?
"Oh, Lancelot is indeed a woman... a woman!"

Mr. Gareth sighed heavily, he felt so tired, he was fighting alone, unable to support himself... It felt like no one would take him to play.

……

……

Australia.

It was late at night, and a team of soldiers in white combat uniforms was shuttling through the streets of the Australian capital.

In addition, there are soldiers from Australia.

Just a few hours ago, the government headed by the Australian Prime Minister not only announced the news that Australia would join the [New World Alliance] and form a new government.

At the same time, it was also announced that from this moment on, the Australian capital will be handed over to the [New World Alliance] military to take over indefinitely until the new government announces the lifting of the takeover.

Armored chariots are now walking in the streets late at night, making rumbling sounds... The people can only hide in their homes at this time, looking at these big guys wandering on the street uneasily through the windows and doors .

At the beginning, this move by the government directly angered the people in the capital—however, the fierce resistance was quickly suppressed after gunshots rang out.

I heard... On Porter Street, within a short period of ten minutes, hundreds of dead bodies of radicals appeared.

……

At this time, the huge apron was brightly lit.

Military transport planes painted silver-gray slowly landed... These transport planes carried extraordinary delegations that left the Forbidden City one by one.

One of the transport planes had just parked, and a certain guest on the transport plane seemed to be impatient to get off... A figure broke through the cabin door directly, setting off a gust of wind, and landed on the tarmac.

The strong wind directly knocked over a dozen soldiers in white combat uniforms to the ground.

The man was laughing and said, "Comfortable! Comfortable! Forbidden city is simply not a place for people to stay!"

At this moment, as if agreeing with this sentence, powerful breaths shot up into the sky... It actually caused the transport planes lined up to land to sway slightly.

In addition to the soldiers in white combat uniforms, there are also a large number of Australian soldiers here... At this time, the faces of these soldiers showed horror.

This transcendent man with strong muscles and bones laughed even more wantonly.

It's no secret that being extraordinary is no longer a secret. They've seen many extraordinary people these days... but they've all seen them on the screen.It was indeed the first time in his life to face the extraordinary power.

fear.

At this moment, Chaofan, who was the first to break open the hatch and move his body, suddenly exclaimed.

At this moment, this extraordinary man's face suddenly became extremely painful, and his hands desperately stretched towards his neck, as if he wanted to break something apart... At the same time, his body also began to be slowly pushed towards his neck by something. Pull up.

In the end, the Transcendent who was the first to break open the hatch was caught by the neck by a man in a black robe and a white mask with a sword pattern on his face, who stopped in mid-air.

In an instant, those soldiers in white combat uniforms all showed fanatical gazes, cast their eyes on the black-robed man, and shouted: "[Sword Seat]! Praise you! The sharpest sword in the world!"

"This is the [Sword Seat] among the 26 seats in the [Club Hall]...is it the [Sword] in the Minor Arcana card?"

"It seems that I want to give someone a blow."

"There is no problem with Liwei, I would do the same thing if it were different. But don't think about using me for surgery...my knife has not drank blood for too long."

"[New World Alliance], I hope there is no mistake..."

The voice of the Transcendent delegation was broken and messy.

[Seat of Sword] glanced down coldly, the extraordinary man in his hand was struggling in pain at this moment...but after struggling for a long time, the palm of [Seat of Sword] directly crushed the throat of this extraordinary man.

Then the body was thrown and landed on the ground... It just landed in front of the delegation to which the dead Transcendent belonged.

Several other transcendents in the delegation showed fury and were about to strike.

[The Seat of the Sword] At this time, he took out a handkerchief, slowly wiped his palms, and said calmly: "I hope that everyone who comes here is the elite among the extraordinary, who knows how to be humble and courteous. A talented and self-disciplined person, not a loser who fled from the forbidden city all the way like a dog in the water."

"Die!!"

Among the delegation where a member died, a strong man roared directly, his muscles tore through his clothes, and he turned into a huge [tiger man], jumping up.

[The Seat of the Sword] He didn't even look at it, just as the tiger was waving its sharp claws and was about to tear him apart, a sword appeared out of thin air, directly piercing the chest pain of the [Tiger Man], and directly stabbing the [Tiger Man] nailed into the earth.

The rest of the Transcendents in the delegation were terrified immediately, and saw dozens of swords shooting down one after another like sharp swords... In the end, the swords turned into cages, trapping the Transcendents Imprisoned at the same time.

No one is going to forcefully stand up for this delegation.

【The Seat of the Sword】At this time, he glanced down, "Everyone must be tired after coming from a long distance. The Allies have arranged a place for you to rest, please go ahead."

They walked past the imprisoned Transcendents without even looking at them, and were silent.

……

……

It is also the capital of Australia...in a luxurious manor.

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 without making any sound.

Suddenly, the woman stopped in her tracks and looked out of the corridor window... Outside was a corner of the manor courtyard.

The woman suddenly said, "I don't like this manor."

The first entourage behind him bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, this is the best manor we can find so far... After all, we have just arrived here. Your manor is the best among many [seats]. It's gone."

The woman turned around, looked at the first entourage following behind, and said indifferently: "I don't like you anymore."

The first follower was terrified instantly, and tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Failed work." The woman shook her head and reached out a little.

At one o'clock, the body of the first follower was torn apart... In the end, what was scattered on the ground was a pile of metal parts.

A gear was slowly rolling to the edge of the corner.

Even so, the rest of the followers behind the woman still did not dare to raise their heads.

Looking at these attendants, the woman suddenly sighed and said, "I used to have the most perfect work, but it's a pity...you all go down and clean it."

The entourage immediately answered yes.

The woman turned and left, and the followers began to clean up a pile of parts on the ground.

After a while, the woman came to the door of the study in the manor, and said to herself, "Well... I have a new inspiration, and I should be able to make a good work."

Saying so, the woman pushed open the door of the study, intending to draw the design that came to her mind tonight——at this moment, the woman's eyes fixed.

In front of a row of bookshelves by the wall of her study room, a young man with black hair and black eyes was standing right now.

"I borrowed a book to read." The young man looked at it with a smile at this time, "If you don't mind, then I won't read it. It's the first time we meet... Her Excellency Ekaterina the Great."

The woman's expression changed slightly, but she closed the door of the study quietly... Seeing the young man standing in front of the bookshelf, he walked slowly towards the desk, and finally sat down firmly.

(End of this chapter)