England, in the spacious corridor of Buckingham Palace, two people walked slowly, walking in front of a girl in a T-shirt on the upper body and jeans with a leg missing on the lower body, she had a long black ponytail, and her posture was beautiful, at this time she was holding a long Japanese knife tightly in her hand, and behind her was a teenager, seventeen or eighteen years old, holding an unconscious silver-haired girl in her arms.

The two walked silently, neither of them making a sound.

The corridor is flanked by small gardens that have undoubtedly a long history as the royal palace of the British royal family and the offices of successive queens, with dense and neatly manicured shrubs, which are planted next to them with a variety of bright flowers, mostly red, which look particularly delicate in the sun.

The flowers, the green grass, and the moss-stained white walls around you make you feel a sense of history just by looking at them casually, and you subconsciously become quiet.

However, the two people who were walking in the corridor obviously did not become so silent because of the environment, their hands unconsciously twisted around on the scabbard, and the girl walking in front was obviously a little entangled, her eyes kept changing, and her lower lip was gently bitten.

Soon, the two of them passed through corridors and paths and came to a large gate.

Behind the gate, there was a faint mournful cry, "Woo...... It's really troublesome to wear a dress or something, can't you wear jeans......"

It was the Queen's voice.

Hearing this kind of sound usually makes the girl feel a headache. After all, as the leader of a country, the queen's personality made her feel a little ashamed, but at this time she only felt guilty. Taking a deep breath, the girl was about to push the door open.

But the young man behind her stopped her in a flash, and suddenly said: "God Split, in fact, you don't need to go in, after signing the contract, the overall situation has been decided, and you don't need to go-"

Shen Crack shook his head. She glanced at Intix, who was unconscious in Mo Wen's arms, and her eyes gradually became firm, "Since I have signed a contract with you." I'll always be on your side, and I want to save Intix. ”

"- Don't forget, my magic name is Salvare000, and I lend a helping hand to those who can't be saved!"

"So this operation. I must attend! ”

The door was slowly pushed open. A qiē in the room is presented in front of the two of them.

The first thing you see is a common high platform with a staircase, but there is no throne or anything like that, a bright red carpet spreads along the gate all the way there, and there are several rows of circular tables around it, some like the annual rings of a tree, and a huge oil painting hangs on the wall in front of it. There was nothing superfluous in the room, and the whole looked like a United Nations venue. It's just that Mo Wen's sharp eyes noticed that the color of the wall near the window was slightly different from the surrounding one. It looks like it was just refurbished a while ago.

By this time, there were already several more people standing in the room.

In the center of the stage is the Queen of England, who is around fifty years old, her skin and hair are beginning to show her old state, but she looks more energetic than a teenager, wearing a long black and white dress that covers her feet, compared to her who complained before, and in the queen's right hand is holding a sword, not in a sheath and hanging on her waist, but in a unsheathed state in her hand, the appearance is a typical Western double-edged sword, with a handle almost eighty centimeters long. However, there is no blade, and the tip of the sword is flat, and it has an elongated, square handle.

"Catina II?" A thought flashed slightly in Mo Wen's heart, and his eyes immediately looked like other people, on the left hand side of the queen, there were three beautiful women standing side by side, the oldest was nearly thirty years old, and the youngest was in his early twenties, wearing gorgeous dresses, they were the three British royal princesses who were known as "brains", "military", and "benevolence", but for some reason, the faces of these three princesses were a little stiff at this time, and they seemed to have something on their minds.

Although these three beauties with their own temperaments are also quite beautiful, Mo Wen's eyes are more focused on the three figures standing on the queen's right hand side.

With fair skin, blue eyes, and long blond hair that is almost 2.5 times the height of the girl, looking at the first glance of the girl who is about eighteen years old, Mo Wen knows that this is his biggest enemy on this trip, Laura Stewart, the supreme bishop of the "Necessary Evil Church", the actual leader of English Puritanism, at this time, the other party's face is full of silly smiles, and the first feeling is that this person must be very easy to deceive, and then he will feel that the other party is very close.

Standing next to Laura was a middle-aged man of about thirty-five or sixteen years old. With neatly combed blonde hair, a handsome face, wearing a suit and standing with his head up, his whole person exudes a unique atmosphere of aristocratic society, and there is a red and black long sword hanging from his waist, if Mo Wen is not mistaken, this is the leader of the knightly faction in the three major factions in Britain.

And the last figure is a tall blonde woman wearing a work apron, a heavy coat, trousers, and industrial goggles on her forehead, looking at her posture and dress, some look like a maid, but the thick and leafy appearance is incompatible with the gorgeous surroundings, making people not feel that she is a maid hired by the royal family at all, from her, Mo Wen can feel an aura very similar to the divine crack, which is the power of the saint.

Frowning slightly, Mo Wen thought of a troublesome figure.

And while Mo Wen was looking at the others, the others were also looking at him.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, long golden hair, gold and silver demonic pupils, this young man who walked in with the divine crack, the first impression is perfect, whether it is from appearance, temperament or manners, it is impeccable, even the most demanding English gentleman can not find the slightest rudeness of the other party, but this perfection gives people a sense of illusion, people will unconsciously question, can this perfection really appear in human beings?

Although I have seen photos before, when I really saw myself, everyone was still subconsciously impressed by Mo Wen's demeanor, especially the knight commander, Mo Wen's noble temperament made him unconsciously ashamed of himself, and felt that the other party was a real nobleman and a model of knights, if the other party was also an English knight, he might even willingly give up the position of knight commander.

Lord of the Paladins (C/B+): Lead the Hand of Sakaram to reclaim the Sanctuary, and you are revered as your master by all paladins. (Effect - Passive, the power of knight skills and treasures increases, and one's own character is easier to be trusted by others, and under certain circumstances, you can directly obtain noble status.) ）

Not to mention the knight leader who was almost shocked by Mo Wen's inherent skills, not everyone was satisfied with Mo Wen's expression, although it was 'amazing' at first, and soon Laura and the Queen of England reacted, frowning slightly.

I don't know what to think, Laura's brows widened, and she showed her trademark smile again, while the queen looked at her daughters, a little worried about their reaction, and saw the three expressionless faces, although a little surprised, but still relieved.

"Drink, drink to England!"

In an extremely strange language, Supreme Bishop Laura greeted him and beckoned to Mo Wen. (To be continued......)