Great World of Magic Cube

Finland, Sweden, Norway, Poland, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Germany, Denmark... all the way through the country suffered a brutal and devastating destruction.

In particular, to small countries such as Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, and Denmark, it is extinct and does not leave a living thing. And the populous countries like Finland, Sweden, Norway, Poland, and Germany, although not directly destroying the country and destroying the tribes like the above countries, but the population in the territory is not left, as long as the warships of the Orion Empire are slightly serious. Once you plow a little, you will step into the footsteps of those countries.

It can be said that this is not a long way, there are nearly 50,000 to 60 million human beings killed, and the number of various animals is countless.

In this way, after half an hour or so, the six warships of the Orion Empire arrived in the UK. No announcements were made, and the posture of the entire British island was completely cleaned up.

The unstoppable super-fluctuation immediately spread throughout the UK.

"Lord, punish these demons." At the same time, in the depths of London, England, in a white halo, an old man screamed in a tragic voice.

"Is there really no way?" The Queen said with a pale, weak voice.

"Sorry, Her Majesty, there is only so much that can be done now, we have tried our best." The Catholic sac in white robes said with a helpless sigh.

"My people..." The Queen looked at her eyes and shouted.

"Queen of Her Majesty." The royal members on both sides quickly came forward to comfort.

"Go. Call Abilia." The queen, like a returning light, sat up from the bed by the support of someone else's arm. The old butler looking to the side screamed.

"Yes, my master." The housekeeper gave a chest and turned and left the room.

"Andy Archbishop." After the steward left, the Queen turned to look at the white old man.

"Your Majesty." The old man named Andrew was in charge.

"I commanded in the name of the highest prince of the Anglican Church to dispatch all the power of the Anglican Church and completely destroy the wicked guys outside." The Queen reached out and grabbed the palm of Archbishop Andrew, and the voice of hoarseness was full of refusal and murder.

Archbishop Andrew heard the words and his face could not help but hesitate.

Follow his thoughts. Now that it is basically a state of extermination, there is really no need to mobilize the last seed. If you fight with the powerful enemies, it is better to leave behind a living force to wait for the future to find a good opportunity to rebuild the country.

"Andrew!" The Queen said a little.

"Follow your will." Andrew sighed and sighed and agreed.

The Queen nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at the man in a black robes. The old man with a long beard falling down to the chest.

"Bifaan." The Queen whispered.

"Listen to your instructions, Her Majesty the Queen." The old man named Bi Fa'an single-handedly cuddled his chest and bowed his head.

"I want you to take the rest of the people right away, leave here, go to the legendary ideal township... maybe there will be their last place to live," the Queen said.

"Follow your orders." Bifaan opened his mouth and wanted to say something. But looking at the Queen's appearance of ‘sleeping’ at any time, I still swallowed the words I wanted to say, and bowed my head.

The ideal township, the land of legends that appeared in the legend of King Arthur, is a place that only the holy king can find. But the real situation is that it is a fairy kingdom. Controlled by the fairy king Arvid, only the recognition of Alvid will allow outsiders to enter his country.

In other words, if you can't get Alvid's recognition, no matter how many famous reputations, achievements, or miserable encounters and fates you have in the outside world, don't want to get his shelter!

Therefore, it can be said that the task assigned to him by the Queen is a task that is basically impossible to complete!

"I know this is very difficult, but I can only ask you, Bi Fa'an." The Queen said with apologetic eyes.

"Queen Her Majesty... Don't worry, Bi Fa'an will definitely complete your order." Bi Fa'an's eyes screamed red.

At this time, accompanied by a "squeaky" sound, a long white trousers wearing an equestrian hand, a white silk shirt with pleated smudges on the chest, cuffs and neckline The button was tightly fastened, and a brown, cool, short hair with a clear facial features, a young woman with a strong sense of arrogance, walked into the room with the old butler.

"Abilidia." Seeing the coming, the Queen's mouth embodies a faint smile, whispering.

"Grandmother." The woman named Abilia walked quickly to the Queen's side, reaching out to hold the Queen's palm and whispering.

"Abiliya, my little granddaughter, grandmother now has one thing to ask for," said Queen Wen.

"You said." Abilia immediately called.

"Help me, kill those wicked guys outside!" said the Queen's face.

"...I understand, grandmother." Abilia looked at her grandmother for a moment, then nodded heavily and said firmly.

The Queen raised her hand with relief, but was immediately held in the hands of Abilia and put it on her face.

"Good granddaughter." The Queen whispered, "In these years, you have wronged you."

"...all for the UK," Abilia said softly.

"Yeah, everything is for the UK..." the Queen muttered with a sigh of relief. Immediately after the shock, the eyes sharply swept over the faces of everyone present, and then suddenly sang the British national anthem - the Queen of God.

"GodsaveourgraciousQueen, LongliveournobleQueen, GodsavetheQueen; Sendhervictorious, Happyandglorious, Longtoreignoverus; GodsavetheQueen. OLord, ourGod, arise, Scatterthineherenemies, Andmakethemfall; Confoundtheirpolitics, Frustratetheirknavishtricks,..."

Just singing and singing, the Queen’s voice is getting smaller and smaller, and I can’t hear it until the last point.

"Grandmother." Abilia, who noticed the Queen's situation, cried in grief.

"Queen of Her Majesty! (Mother / Grandmother / Aunt)" Then, others found the Queen's death, kneeling on the ground and sorrow.

The cry of sadness echoed in the entire underground space.

"Hey!"

However, at this moment, Abilia, who gently put the serene queen on the bed, stood up and walked outdoors like a wind.

"Abiliia, what are you going to do?" asked a woman of similar age to Abria.

"Complete the grandmother's life." Abilia said without returning. It disappeared into the house.

"Oh." Hearing the words of Abilea, the Archbishop Andrew sighed and stood up from the ground, and turned his head to the house.

"The Archbishop you..." The older royal family could not help but say.

"I am sorry, Sir Richard, I may not be able to host the funeral of Her Majesty at the moment." Andrew stopped and turned to the questioning man for a slight sigh and said in a low voice.

As one of the members of the royal family who had been staying with the Queen, he naturally understood the meaning of Andrew's words. He couldn't help but stunned, and then watched the image of Archbishop Andrew disappear into the room.

For a time, the royal family members in the room became overwhelmed and turned to look at Bi Fa'an and the old man who existed as the Queen's exclusive steward.

"For the safety of your Highness, please also ask your Highness and Mr. Bi’an to evacuate immediately." Finally, the old butler said slowly.

"What about the grandmother's body?" asked a male royal family member.

"Take it to you again." The old housekeeper replied.

"Elvinson, are you sure?" Richard frowned.

"I have lived long enough, and I should have lived for a few years. Instead of accompanying you to drift away, let me stay with you here. Maybe I will be able to reach Heaven with my Majesty and continue to be a housekeeper. Serve her." The old butler was full of free and easy, and a pair of seeing the red minister's appearance whispered.

It is said that people in the field can't help but become silent.

"That's it." After the silence, Bi’an sighed.

"Old friend, I wish you good luck."

"You are too." The old housekeeper laughed.

Then Bi Fa'an turned and walked outside the house. The members of the royal family looked at each other and, under the leadership of His Royal Highness, stepped forward and hugged the old housekeeper, followed by the room and caught up with Bi’an in front.

After a while, the entire room was left with only the old butler and the queen lying on the bed.

After everyone left, Bi’an went to the front door and re-entered the Queen’s side. As usual, he covered the quilt for the Queen, then stepped back to the side and sat down on a chair, whispering “Queen Ah, finally it’s time for us to rest."

"Speaking, it has been more than 30 years since I became the steward of the royal family. This is really a long time..."