I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Shirou closed his eyes and said, "Alquette, stop for a while, go to sleep."

"That's so boring, let's play cards." Elquet said.

"If you are more verbose, I will call Yan Ye to arrest you." Shi Lang said.

Elquette smiled triumphantly: "I have gone abroad, can he still arrest me again?"

"You look down on Yan Ye too much." Shi Lang sneered, "Do you know? There was a child as innocent as you before, thinking that he could hide from the manuscript when he went abroad, but Yan Ye took the knife and ran to the African chief to arrest him. Come back."

"You...you are lying to me, right? Shirou, you must be lying to me, right?" Alquette was a little frightened.

"If you don't be quiet anymore, I will call when I get off the plane," Shi Lang said.

"Don't... don't, I'm quiet, can't I be quiet?" Alquette closed his mouth reluctantly, with aggrieved expression on his face.

Shirou closed his eyes.

Will Yan Ye go abroad to arrest people? How could it be, of course she lied to her!

How can an editor be so idle?

For children like this, if you don't cheat, you really don't stop.

In 2003, the speed of civil aviation planes was relatively slow, and it took more than ten hours on the plane to arrive at the city airport in London.

The shapely person got off the plane.

Shi Lang looked at his watch. It was an electronic watch, which indicated 12:37 in the morning.

However, there is a nearly nine-hour time difference between London and Fuyuki City, so when I arrived in London, it was already very dark.

"Huh huh? This is Camelot, what it looks like in the 21st century." El Quette looked around, a little excited. Of course, after all, she also fought for the people of this land more than 1,500 years ago.

"Alquette, it's time to go. Don't look around." Shi Lang said as he walked.

"Got it!"

Elquet followed, staring at Shirou's profile with red eyes.

Shi Lang glanced at her and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just weird. As the king, when you set foot on this land again, don't you have anything to say, Shiro? No--, the eternal king." Alquette asked with a grin.

"I have nothing to say about this land." Shilang said without squinting his eyes, his face was very flat: "History moves forward, and people move forward. I will neither sigh nor miss the past. ."

"That's really boring," Elquet said somewhat boringly.

Shi Lang looked at El Quette and asked, "You guy, didn't you want to see a funny expression on my face, so you came here on purpose?"

"Hehehe...was discovered!" Alquette laughed.

Shilang's face turned dark, and he reached out to grab Elquet's hair, but Alquette had already ran away.

"Come after me, Shiro!" Alquette ran away and waved at him with a smile.

"You are dead if you are caught by me!"

Shi Lang's face turned dark, and he chased after him.

The streets of London are full of tall buildings, feasting and feasting.

But compared to Fuyuki City, there is a bit more punk and Gothic tone here.

Some ancient churches are mostly towering spires and pointed arches, using pointed vaults, flying buttresses, and slender beam columns to create a light and slender flying feeling. The complicated decorative carvings are light and beautiful, towering and steep. The stained glass creates a mysterious and splendid view inside. It makes the whole building look simple in lines and magnificent in appearance, while the interior is very open and bright.

From time to time, you can see English gentlemen in suits, tall hats, and walking sticks in the street. There is an illusion of going back to the eighteenth century.

Elquette was gone, Shiro planned to find a hotel to spend the night.

After adjusting the time of the electronic watch, it is now more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Although he knew that the magician would not go to bed too early, Shirou was really embarrassed to disturb Kenneth at such a late time.

After looking for a few hotels and comparing the price/performance ratio, Shi Lang found a hotel with a better price and opened two rooms.

Back to the room, Shirou hadn't rested too long before Alquette carried a lot of things and entered his room.

"How did you find me?" Shi Lang asked.

"Kukuku, don't underestimate the true ancestor of the Scarlet Moon! As long as the moonlight comes, there is the rest of the land!" Elquet said.

"Speaking of people."

"Sniffed it out." Alquette pointed to his nose.

Shiro: "..."

"I bought a lot of things that look fun and delicious. Oh, yes, this one is for you." El Quette handed Shirou a picture.

Shi Lang glanced at it, a particularly abstract portrait, and you could probably see the outline of the figure. It was a five-big and three-thick burly brother, exuding the breath of a fairy and a sage.

Honestly, it's kind of disgusting.

"What are you doing for me?" Shilang asked strangely.

"This is a portrait of you." El Quette said.

"What?"

"You, the eternal king. This, the eternal king. This is your portrait." Elquette said, pointing to the painting.

Shi Lang was taken aback, and then took a closer look at the brother Gui in the painting, a rush of *** came to him, and he couldn't help saying: "What has become of my image!"

"There are many kinds. For example, the old king in the poker card is you, and this portrait is you. Oh, yes. I remember, the editor Yan Ye told me that there are people who plan to mother you. For example, the eternal king is impossible. It's a theme like the true ancestor girl." El Quette said.

Shi Lang stared at Elquet coldly, and said, "If you dare to write, I'll squeeze your head."

"You...how did you know that I was going to write?" Alquette looked at Shirou in shock.

"Shameful choppy, too stupid question, I won't answer." Shi Lang said.

"Woo..."

Shi Lang put away his luggage, called El Quette out, and got ready to go to bed.

"Eh? Did you go to bed so early? Come out with me to play!" Elquet said.

Shi Lang said, "Don't make any noise, Alquette! I'm here for errands, not for fun!"