Chapter 1265: Her Majesty's Theatre

Chapter 1265 Queen Her Majesty's Theatre
On the screen, Gareth's slightly pale face... Sir Kims of the Knights of the Mist Church silently listened to his report.
"...I am very sorry, Mr. Purkins, we failed to stop his departure."
Sir Kimkins was silent for a moment before he frowned. "He really said, go back to the castle prison again?"
Gareth nodded. "He did say that."
"I know." Sir Kims nodded. "Things about Farrell's Passover are limited to prison islands. This time the participants know...to the prisoners of the prison island."
"But sir... this is Farrell, has he left the prison island?" Gareth's face was an incredible expression.
Sir Kimkins shook his head and was quite helpless: "Since he said he will come back, he will definitely go back... He will never say anything."
"but……"
"You don't have to say more." Sir Kimkins waved his hand. "The castle prison can't hold him anymore... The three twelve round tables are as good as a child in his face. Gareth, you still Didn't understand it?"
"Mr?"
Sir Pugins sighed. "The castle prison... It was not that we were able to put Farrell in, but he volunteered to walk in."
"what!?"
Ignore the horror of Gareth at this time, Sir Kimkins is the color: "Garez Knight, I am giving you a new mission now, you have six hours to rest and hurry, please contact in the specified time Gonit went to the point of action that you were responsible for annihilating the 'Doomsday Myth.' In addition, tell Lancelot to return to Her Majesty as soon as possible and continue her duties."
Gareth only stood upright and nodded.
After the communication with Gareth was over, Sir Kimkins walked alone into the depths of the manor... After a layer of strict institutions, he finally came to the highest of only one of his foggy knights. The person in charge can enter the secret room.
In the secret room, there is a huge throne, and above the throne, it is a silver, sitting armor, like the king.
Sir Kimkins slowly reached the throne of the throne and reached out... The finger just touched the part of the armor, just like an electric shock, so that Sir Kimkins had to take back his hand.
The Jazz slowly sighed and muttered to himself: "[Mordred]... For so many years, you still don't accept people other than Farrell."
A Farrell who didn't wear the sacred armor, he had already defeated the three of Gareth easily... The face of Sir Purkins came to his face.
He looked up silently, his gaze from the throne and went up... behind the throne, there was a huge mural on the wall paper.
Above the mural is a scene of a knight wearing a silver sacred armor and holding a legendary king sword, fighting hundreds of ‘devil’...
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One night, quietly passed through the earth during the rotation.
When I woke up in the morning, the maidservant was ready to wash things... Even the toothpaste was squeezed onto the toothbrush, and the hot towel was ready, standing by and waiting.
"I suddenly have the guilty feeling of a sinister feudal lord."
Luo Qiu joked after wiping his face.
The maidservant smiled softly, carefully sorting out her master's clothes, and said, "Miss Orc, she left with her brother at 5:30 in the morning."
"So early?" Luo Qiu blinked.
Luo Qiu’s sleep is really sleeping... This is something that has never been given up – if not necessary, he won’t even wake up before the clock arrives.
"Because there is still a distance from the tunnel in the past, she seems to be afraid of missing the shuttle bus." Miss Maid straightened the clothes on the chest of Luo’s boss and then flattened it, showing a satisfactory look. Miss called you half an hour ago."
Luo Qiu nodded and said casually: "Probably because of terrorist attacks... What do you say?"
The maidservant smiled and said: "I and Miss Ren said that you haven't gotten up yet... and nothing happened to the fog last night. But she is still very worried... At this point, probably already asleep.

After all, there are eight time zones.
"I will give her a text message later..." Luo Qiu nodded and began to eat the breakfast from the hotel, while planning to leave from the fog.
However, on the train information, several major routes in the fog today are temporarily suspended. Among them, there is a route prepared by Luo Qiu.
"It seems to be because of the terrorist attack..." The maidserver smeared the butter on the bread. "However, the sudden stop of the route these days may be because the target of the next attack will be on these routes?"

Luo Qiu curiously said: "How do you know that there will be another attack."
Yuyou said casually: "It is not a normal idea to attack and then make a request. Besides, no so-called terrorist organization is responsible for the attack last night. It is not proved, at least behind the attack. Black hand, has not reached an agreement with the government."
"Maybe they have made a request, but the government is not going to announce it?"
"That is also no agreement." The maidservant took it for granted: "If not, why stop these routes abruptly, not because of the need to make any deployment... Perhaps they already know the next action behind the scenes The plan, which is currently being prepared, is to give each other a head-on blow. In the end, this is probably not an ordinary terrorist organization... When I was in the eye of the fog last night."
Luo Qiu blinked his eyes. Last night... It was purely temporary to go to the Ferris wheel, but it seemed to inadvertently disrupt the deployment of the organization behind the attack.
Probably the route that is now paused may be related to the murderer who was shot down by the maid's lady last night... Perhaps the Cavaliers have already put out intelligence and the like.
"This way..." Luo Qiu thought about it. "Then push the trip back... I think Chen Peter should prefer to live more than two days."
After all, one night in four consecutive cities, terrorist attacks occurred at the same time... The whole country actually became very tense from last night.
Song Dynasty Hotel, since last night, has stepped up monitoring.
"I want to stay in the hotel one day today." You night asked softly.
Luo Qiu smiled and smiled: "Put two images here." Anyway, stay a few more days. Do you want to do something else today?"
"such as?"
"How about watching the opera?" Luo Qiu looked at the flyers on the travel brochure in the room.
The maidservant took out the flyer and looked at the propaganda pictorial above, "Turandot."
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St Pancras Railway Station.
In the waiting room, a small figure walks through the crowd... It has an extremely agile skill, and often takes what is taken from the store at an extremely fast speed when people don't care.
It just took a little bit each time... very few.
After a while, it stopped the move and then moved into the emergency channel. After a turn of the clock, it came to a computer room and climbed into the machine room from the vent.
In the computer room, after Oga heard the sound, he quickly stood up.
I saw that our orc, Miss Lale, jumped from the vent, and then shook her clothes in front of Oga, and all the pieces were shaken off her body.
Bread, candy, chocolate... Finally, Miss Lale pulled out a bottle of water from the neckline. "Come, eat, haven't eaten in the morning, you must be hungry."
"Sister also eats!"
They sat directly on the ground and began to eat these trophies. Oga took the hot dog bread and ate and asked: "Sister, how long will we be able to get on the bus?"
"Hurry, the car at two o'clock in the afternoon." Lale wiped the sauce on Oka's lips with his sleeves. "I have observed that the ventilation ducts here can climb to the track. When we wait almost the same time, we will Get on the train from the track. After getting on the bus, you will sneak into the car to load the goods. If it is smooth, the car will take only two or three hours, we can go to Paris."
Oga ate and ate, and suddenly asked: "Sister, don't we go to find a father?"
In the face of her brother's problems, Lale was silent... There was one thing, she didn't actually talk to the magician who helped her, that is, she and Oga were caught by the orc traffickers this time.
She shook her head and took Oga into her arms. She said softly: "This is too dangerous. Let's go back... That person, if you really care about me and you, you don't have to look for it. He I should come back by myself."
Oga lowered his head and didn't know what to think.
Upon seeing it, Lale laughed and said: "Oga, you see what I brought to you!"
At this moment, she came out of the trouser pocket behind her, and took out a small thing, and raised it in front of Oga.
"Harmonica!"
Putting this exquisite harmonica into the hands of Oga, Lale whispered: "Is your harmonica not lost on the boat? I think this is not bad, do you like it?"
"Ok!"
Oga had some love, and after wiping it with clothes for a few times, she put it on her lips and started to play it... that was what he learned from Will last night, but he learned half of the song.
"The original scenery of the hometown."
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Elizabeth Tower... old name, Big Ben.
On the fence on the sightseeing floor above the clock tower, the clear sound is emitted from the harmonica of the man's hands. The song composed of continuous notes is: "Imagine".
His lips are thin, and his hair is linen-colored...not strong, but his body is very slender, wearing a dark blue costume in the Baroque style.
He is like an actor in a stage play... but this era is obviously not the era of this dress.
"Imagine..." Another man came slowly at this time - he was a bartender in the pub he had been to before, after he was paved by the senior cadre of the 'Doomsday Mythology', he came to the wind. The man with the harmonica then continued: "hohn-lennon, I thought you wouldn't like modern music."
He continued his performance and knew that the song was finished before he put down the harmonica and looked at the bartender: "Dobass, there is no news of Reid."
Mr. Bartender... Dobas shook his head. "According to the original plan, Reid is responsible for the eye of the fog, but obviously he failed... It is very likely that he has fallen into the Kiru Knights In their hands. Even, they may have known something from Reid’s mouth."
The man shook his head and said: "I believe that Reid, he has the guardianship of Jilian's mind... No one can cross the power of the soul witch, ask a person, and still be a determined person."
"In fact, I have reservations about this soul witch." Dobass said indifferently: "I can't contact her since the beginning of the program. Sir, we don't even know the true intention of this soul witch."
He said: "Whether she really helped us or has another picture, it has no effect on the plan itself. However, since Reid is missing, let's plan ahead."

After three days?
Dobas frowned.
The British government may not accept it.

"What we need is not their compromise, but fear."
He looked at the direction of the Queen’s Platinum Palace.
We have been hiding for too long like a street mouse. Only fear can make us have a real life land... the bill that passed the European Union passed, this The future of the country will be in a state of isolation and helplessness. This will be our best opportunity. A country where the orcs can live freely under the sun... Dobass, have you seen it?"
"Caesar..."
"Three in the afternoon, plan ahead." He turned and waved his hand and said, "Let the myth of the end, start here, cover it!"
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Her Majesty's Theatre.
It is impossible to enter the game before you buy it in advance... It is never possible for the maidservant, and the place where the master can't enter is with the original sin.
"Which is so serious..."
Luo Qiu pinched the palm of the maid, and then took her, followed the flow of people, slowly entered the theater.
From the official performance, there are actually more than half an hour.
But even though I have already got the tickets for the admission, the whole process of entering the game has not been too smooth. I have long been accustomed to my own physical boss, and at this time I looked at the security of the layers, and there was no ripple in my heart.
Checking such rigor is not the aftermath of the terrorist attack last night - just because there is a big man who also came to the theatre today.
Her Majesty the Queen of the British Empire.
Others will not know that this Queen is not in the mood to come here to watch the opera at this time - her coming is just the idea behind the behind-the-shoulders: the more this time, the Queen of the country as the representative of the country, the more It is impossible to show panic, as if nothing has happened, so that the nationals will not see the attack as too serious.
Commonly known as: whitewashed.
"I should fill this year's salary and let this group of people roll back to their hometown."
When I entered the room, I held the Queen of Love, and I did not forget to sing in my ear, Lancelot’s ear.
(End of this chapter)