Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1267 Knights and Bosses

1936, winter.

The Duke of York, who has succeeded as King, and his wife, as well as two daughters, Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret, are avoiding the second world war in the world in the castle of Balmoral.

At this time, Princess Elizabeth was only 13 years old.

At this point, the Duke of York was reading the newspaper in his hand.

After a silent breakfast, the young and tender Princess Elizabeth suddenly said, "Father, we are hiding here, do nothing?"

It was said that the Duchess... The Queen had cast a banned gaze - but this did not stop the young Princess’s Highness.

"Our country name is now being sacrificed on the mainland opposite the ocean. And we, in this castle, enjoy the warmth of the fireplace..."

"Elizabeth." The Queen's voice was slightly heavier. "Don't add more trouble to your father."

The Queen’s tone was already severe, and the young Princess’s Highness could only be reluctant to bow her head – as for the younger Princess Margaret, she was only holding the doll and watching all the ages with fear.

"So, I will go back to the house first." Princess Elizabeth stood up and left.

"Elizabeth, the royal court should have the etiquette, have you forgotten?" The queen could not help but frown.

Her Royal Highness Princess said: "After the mother, I want to learn to fencing, riding, and strategy...not to study the words of Shakespeare!"

"You..." The queen seemed to be too angry.

But at this time, the new king who was silent was finally open. He put down the newspaper and said slowly: "Elizabeth, you are already at the age of school, but considering the current situation, I specially hired you. A tutor... Go, your teacher is now waiting in the study, I hope you can come up with a courtesy of a royal princess and accept your new teacher."

"I don't need a tutor, father!"

"This is the order. This teacher will teach you to become a talent..." The new king looked at his big princess complexly at this time. "You will never know, in order to invite you to this teacher, What kind of price did I pay... I cherish it, this teacher will change your life. If you don’t want to live your life in the future."

......

Although the emotion of resistance almost defeated the obedience to the patriarchal power, under the attack of the mothership, the young princess finally retreated and reluctantly came to the front of the study.

She did not yearn for the very good tutor in the father's mouth. What she was thinking about at this time was how to let the other party know how to retreat.

Taking a deep breath, the young princess pushed the door of the study directly and shouted: "Where is the new tutor, where?"

At the same time, the Royal Highness also looked at the situation in the study room. In anticipation, the tutor, probably with a pair of glasses, looks handsome, or is a knowledgeable guy... otherwise, May let her father hire.

But what appeared before the princess's temple was not a literary male of that type, but a young woman.

Long blond hair, dark blue eyes... if there is no smile.

"You... are you my tutor?"

The beautiful young woman did not answer, but just picked up a special epee for fencing from the table and threw it directly at the Princess.

She took it in a hurry and was in doubt. The blond-haired woman in front of her eyes also picked up the same epee and said: "If you can touch my clothes, anywhere, within ten minutes." Yes, I will leave here... How?"

God... The princess of the princess didn’t even know how the other person had two epee in the study.

But that doesn't matter - what's important is that fencing is something she loves.

"Don't, call someone to help." The princess's eyes suddenly became sharp...

......

......

Memories, flashing through the long years in this moment, the old Queen has already reached out and touched her cheek... cold and moist touch.

"Little Elizabeth, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

"Really... really you, good night teacher?"

Her Majesty stepped forward step by step. "So many years...I really saw you again. But why didn't you change at all, and I...have not been young? Please tell me, this is Not a dream..."

Perhaps because of excitement, perhaps because of joy, the old Queen couldn't help but reach out and wanted to hold the face that had not left its mark in the past.

Trembling...

This should be a very touching meeting scene - at least, for the moment of the imperial Queen Her Majesty, the joy at this time can even rival the victory of the World War decades ago.

This changed the beautiful woman of her life...

"I allowed you to touch me, Elizabeth."

Deep blue eyes, as deep as in memory...

Listening to this cold ice, the Queen’s Majesty seems to wake up in an instant, but a near-instinctive fear still makes the Queen, who has been talking and laughing with the leaders of countless countries in the world, squatting and stunned. .

Her sword is very heavy, the young princess has eaten the unimaginable suffering of others... At the same time, her pointer is as heavy as a nightmare, so that the young princess will not forget until she becomes the queen of a country. .

But this also makes the Queen's Majesty completely awake... She is not the little girl who didn't understand anything at the time.

"Why, what do you look like..."

"Now you are already a queen, and you know the existence of the knighthood...you know the extraordinary power of the world, don't you understand?"

Her Majesty opened her mouth... This is a possibility she never thought of.

She needed some time to digest the information, and the room was suddenly silent.

......

"Miss Lancelot, how old you are this year."

Impression, such a problem, she was the first time I met - of course, not saying that I have never encountered such a problem, just because I have never been asked this question from the beginning.

No need to answer... she thought, "25."

Her gaze suddenly changed at this moment... and she keenly caught the separation of thought and language in this moment—Lancelot’s gaze suddenly became sharp, and a short sword fell from her sleeve. Come down.

Wrong.

She has appeared behind Luo’s boss. After the short sword, she crossed her shoulder and placed it on his neck, and the cold voice also sounded. “What have you done to me?”

"I think, I really just asked a question." Luo Qiu is like some normal reaction... but can't do it.

Not to mention that this short sword, even a sharper ice blade probably can't cut into his skin... Besides, the action that can be cut is unknown.

But if one day, there will be a sharp blade that pierces his body... He will also be born again in the club - the resurrection of death, he has tried it from the beginning.

"Don't play tricks." Lancelot's voice was colder... the short sword, still standing.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and calmly said: "It’s so strange. It is reasonable to say that if I really make you feel dangerous, then should you care more about the situation in the room at this time... After all, there is something you have to protect. People, as well as my companions who make you feel dangerously close. It should not be shown that it is the first priority to ensure the safety of protecting people."

Choose it.

It’s like saying this.

Abandon the controlled object into the room, deal with the situation, follow the Queen's safety as the main, or do not give up control.

She soon had a choice.

"If inside, your companion has really threatened the safety of my employer, then now I should not give up on you... at the very least, control you, the two sides are on the same starting line, isn't it? ”

"This is also true."

What surprised Lancelot was the attitude of the other party's identity – and even more incredible is that the other party seems to have determined that he really would not take the shot, and turned around at this time.

The short sword that was originally placed around his neck became the tip of the sword facing his throat.

"25 years..." Luo Qiu said casually: "In fact, it is longer than my life... Miss Lancelot, these 25 years, there are memories that make you worth remembering and collecting."

She couldn't help but frown... This is the second strange question.

"I think, if my memories have a treasured part, you don't need to care... you still care about yourself." She chose the usual way of doing things - shot.

Of course, in order to ensure that things will not be led to a worse situation, she did not intend to kill people, but at least let the other side quiet.

The throat is a deadly place, she is not going to attack, but otherwise... maybe the shoulders, the thighs will be a good target - at least, his ability to act is compromised.

Thinking is in the blink of an eye, and the body's actions are almost in sync with the thoughts - when the conclusion is reached, Lancelot's wrists tremble, and the short sword stabs toward the other's shoulder, the shoulder blade.

This should be like this... but the short sword did not move at this moment.

It is like having penetrated an invisible wall, it is completely stable, more like a screw that has been tightened - it is fixed in the air!

Lancelot was shocked, loosened the dagger and instinctively retreated - but her body could not move at this time.

And the short sword, so fixed in the air ... fixed in the middle of her and Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu glanced at Lancelot and then reached out and picked up the short sword in the air and played it in his hands. "At the moment, I will not bring danger to the person in the room... Including my companions too."

She naturally does not believe, even did not give up vigilance... At least the eyes are like this.

But the short sword started to melt in Luo Qiu's hand... It melted completely into a group of steel juice, and then began to automatically stretch, twist, deform... Finally, it turned into a silver rose.

"If not, then create it from now on... If you already have it, I hope you can cherish them." Luo Qiu’s metal rose on his hand was returned to Lancelot’s hand. Said, it was inserted into the palm of her virtual grip.

It can move.

Lancelot suddenly moved up—and at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and the maidservant came out with a smile, and Her Majesty the Queen sent it with sincerity and fear. Yes, sincere and fearful.

"Go back, Elizabeth. Don't ask too much about my things... remember my words."

"Yes." Her Majesty nodded.

She really didn't have more inquiries - even if she was curious in her heart, the man who was a good night teacher's male partner... Of course, there was a reason why Lanslot had a metal rose in his hand.

"Don't send it." The maidservant said at the moment.

Her Majesty still nodded, and the son seemed to obey the student's appearance, making Lancelot feel even more incredible than letting Farrell easily defeat last night.

Luo Qiu did not intend to talk to Her Majesty the Queen, but just nodded slightly... his arms were slightly bent, and Yuyou came to her side and took it up.

"Then, the show should start soon, please let us leave, ma'am."

Luo Qiu used this as a conclusion.

......

"Her Majesty, what are they?"

In front of the door... the mysterious men and women could not be seen in the corridor, but the doubts in Lancelot’s mind were obviously more intense – she began to doubt her own strength as a twelve round table.

First Farrell, then...

Unexpectedly, Her Majesty shook her head at this time: "Lancelot, today's business, I hope you can not say anything to anyone... about me and her."

She frowned.

But Her Majesty is not willing to say more, but once again glanced at the metal rose in Lancelot's hand, smiled and said: "Hey... child, I think for the first time, in fact, the flower is still very commensurate with you. Do you think about it, it would be better to put on a lady's dress."

Without waiting to answer, Her Majesty smiled and walked into the room.

Lancelot looked at the metal rose in his hand...and launched it.

......

In the hallway.

The boss and the female partner are still holding hands.

"It turned out that this is what you said has already been retaliated."

Luo boss smiled at this time: "I want to come to let the Queen's childhood leave a deep memory... Suddenly I want to see you as a strict teacher."

"It’s just the request of the Duke of York." The maidservant smiled. "But as a family teacher, I think it should be passed."

"The former Orleans girl actually personally taught a Queen of England to come out, um..." Luo Qiu shook his head, which did not know who was the bad taste.

The maidservant did not express any opinion on this and smiled and said: "Is the owner and 31rd still happy?"

"I think she can wake up later... After all, this time, it is not a special intention to come to her, and it is a coincidence to meet." Luo Qiu said: "Let's see it again... After all, the boss who disturbs the employees' vacation, Probably will be hated."

"Then, it will be fine to cancel her next vacation." Miss Maid is light and windy.

Feeding...

(End of this chapter)