"Your Majesty the Queen!" Lancelot, the Knight of the Round Table, hurried to the venue of the charity gala on his iron cavalry. Others arrived before others and shouted loudly before rushing into the venue.
The venue was a mess, with corpses lying everywhere. Half of them were guards here, and the other half were the **** who attacked the venue - the Dusk Cultists. From the blood flowing in the venue, it can be seen that there had been
What a fierce battle. The damn cultists actually attacked a party held for charity. What an unforgivable crime!
Lancelot suppressed his anger and quickly and cautiously stepped over the corpses. He was only worried about the safety of Queen Greenville.
When he crossed the open-air courtyard in the center of the building and reached the center of the venue, he saw the final scene of the end of the battle.
There, Queen Greenville raised the photon hammer and smashed the head of the unlucky Twilight Cultist with one blow. The bastard, who only wore a thin iron helmet, was unable to resist. Under the heavy blow of the photon hammer,
He fell down weakly, and blood even spurted out from the cracks in his dented helmet.
"Your Majesty the Queen!" Lancelot rushed over to check Queen Greenville's injury, because he saw a lot of blood on the queen's dress.
"Oh, Lancelot?" Queen Greenville finally came to her senses. Seeing the Knights of the Round Table looking at her right shoulder with worry, she quickly explained: "Oh, this is the blood of gangsters, isn't it?"
Mine. I'm not hurt at all, you don't have to worry."
"Really, really? But this battlefield..."
"Everyone, come out." The queen ignored Lancelot's question and announced loudly.
Several guards crawled out from the corner of the messy venue, their faces turned pale: "King, Your Majesty, have you really dealt with all the gangsters?!"
"Everything has been cleaned up. You can pack up the bodies here and give your colleagues a good burial." Greenville said calmly.
"Bastard!" Sir Lancelot yelled at the hiding guards: "What are you idiots doing?! Your duty is to protect the queen, not for the queen to protect you!!"
"Yes, but..."
"Oh, don't blame them, Lancelot." The queen persuaded, "These guards have not received professional combat training. They are only responsible for maintaining order in the venue. I see that they can't help. Fighting in battle is just a waste of time."
There were only casualties, so let them hide early."
"But you are a noble queen! No matter what, you can't just go into battle..."
"Be careful!" Lancelot said as he flew over and hit Greenville head-on. At the same time, a Dusk cultist who was not dead in the field raised his light gun and aimed at the two.
A shot was fired from where the person was! Fortunately, Lancelot pounced in time and pushed both himself and Greenville away at the same time!
The light bullet grazed the knight's right arm, leaving a burn mark on Lancelot's unprotected arm. The knight also raised his gun to fight back before landing, killing the **** with one shot.
His head. He twisted his body desperately before landing, so that he could land on the ground first as a cushion to prevent his own weight from crushing Queen Greenville.
Touch! All the actions were completed in one go, and the two of them threw themselves on the ground.
"Oh---" The queen lay on the Knights of the Round Table and looked face to face with Lancelot. She was stunned for a moment. Under the moonlight, the handsome blond knight looked tough and charming, and he was full of energy.
Heroic, but also tender. The queen's heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed. But she immediately restrained her inappropriate thoughts, pushed Lancelot away, and got up:
"It was such a close call just now. Thank you, Sir Lancelot."
"Queen, I hope you are safe." Lancelot also got up and glanced at the corpses on the field to ensure that there were no more enemies pretending to be dead. He relaxed after confirming that the area was truly safe.
In one breath: "In short, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Please ask your subordinates to take you back to the palace, Your Majesty the Queen."
"Well..." After the scene just now, Queen Greenville's mood was quite messy. In order to prevent others from seeing her thoughts, the queen pretended to be calm: "Call your knights here to clean up.
At the scene, let’s go back first.”
Greenville suddenly noticed a bright red spreading on Lancelot's arm, and realized that the knight had been injured in the sneak attack just now. The queen quickly tore off her sleeves and used the cloth strips of her clothes to cover Lancelot's arms.
The arm was roughly bandaged.
The handsome blond knight was shocked: "Your Majesty the Queen, how could you put this expensive evening dress..."
"It doesn't matter. This dress was also stained with blood in the battle just now. I'm afraid the blood stains can't be washed away." Queen Greenville said with a calm smile: "In that case, let it be put to its fullest use."
Lancelot remained silent and watched quietly as the queen bandaged his wounds.
The queen had an unprecedented poignancy in the night. Her blood-stained skirt, her torn sleeves, and her hair style, which had become a little messy in the previous battle but still remained dignified, were every sight.
Everywhere reveals Queen Greenville's strong will under her gentle appearance.
Just like a white rose under the moon.
The gangsters wanted to destroy and attack the flower, but she repelled it with steel thorns. And this beautiful rose was stained with blood red, making it even more beautiful.
How many women in the world can do this?
"Queen... please... please hold on to your subordinates." After the two got on the iron horse, Lancelot reminded him nervously, as if he was afraid that the queen would fall from the iron horse during the flight. But he was actually
Only he himself knows his thoughts.
"Yes." Queen Greenville replied softly, hugging the handsome blond knight's waist tightly with both hands.
A certain sweet aroma came from the queen's body and her clothes. The aroma even stayed on the cloth strips she used to bandage her wounds, lingering in Lancelot's mind. The knights of the Round Table were almost attracted by this aroma.
He was so confused that if he didn't have strong self-control, he would have hugged the queen into his arms at this moment and done something that was beneath his status.
But he restrained himself. Regardless of Greenville's status as a queen, she was always the wife of King Arthur and the wife of Lancelot's best friend. The handsome blond Knight of the Round Table felt that if he took advantage of others' danger at this moment, he would be with her.
If the queen does anything complacent, it will be a huge offense to King Arthur and her friends.
He took a deep breath, tried to put away the messy thoughts in his mind, and then stepped on the accelerator of the cavalry. A blue light immediately flew out of the charity party venue and flew in the direction of King Arthur's palace.
Great Britain, somewhere outside London, in Vivian's research institute.
It was already late at night. After finishing something, Shixing walked into his room, rubbing his sore shoulders.
"Oh, that woman is really good at calling people." His throat was hoarse and sore from dryness. Even a dragon would be tired after spitting fire for several hours.
The evil star thought he could finally rest. But when he opened the door, he found that there were already guests in his room.
The two little ghosts were lying on the evil star's bed, waiting for the Xinghui Dragon.
Hal couldn't wait and fell asleep first, and the little carp Pochi who was with him also took a nap on the cheek of the leopard man boy.
Husky was lying on the bed, looking at his photon dagger boredly. In order not to fall asleep, he turned on the photon dagger, adjusted the output to the minimum, and the blade of the dagger turned into a small red dot, and
He just sat quietly in the darkness, staring at the red dot, as if looking at a ball of fire.
"What are you doing in my room?" Xinghuilong wondered for a while: "Go back to your room and go to sleep, you brat!"
"Hey~" Husky put away the photon dagger, sat up from the bed, and looked at his Uncle Evil Star with a sly expression: "We are here to say good night to Uncle Evil Star, and thank you for your help."
Long looked impatient: "Thank me? Have I done anything worthy of your gratitude?"
Although everything he did today seemed worthy of gratitude.
"Of course I want to thank you for helping brother Daniel." Huskey came over and said, "If you hadn't given Uncle Evil Star advice to brother Daniel, he would have continued to work hard to make quick money and exhausted himself.
Wang. So thank you, Uncle Evil Star, for saving Daniel’s brother Wang."
"Oh." Xinghui Dragon continued to respond coldly.
"Hehehe~" Husky paced beside the bed while picking up his photon dagger and waving it. Of course he did not dare to open the dangerous light blade, but only adjusted the dagger output to the minimum to let the photon dagger appear on the handle.
That little red ball of light. He waved the dagger in the darkness, and the red ball of light dragged out long red rays of light in the darkness.
"Speaking of which, Uncle Evil Star is so powerful. He actually blocked the enemy's bullets with this dagger." The dog-man boy continued to talk to himself: "It would be great if Husky could do the same thing one day."
Wow."
"You can do it, because this is a lightsaber." Evil Star replied without emotion.
"Because it's a lightsaber, is there any difference?"
"Of course. If you react quickly enough, it is true that ordinary swords can also cut bullets. But its attack trajectory is a [line] after all, and the opponent's attack is a [point]. Use [line] to resist [point]
, the fault tolerance rate is very low." The evil star dragged a chair across the room and sat down, explaining: "The lightsaber is always better, because its attack trajectory is not only a [line], but also a [line].
surface]. This thing is usually a blade, and it is indeed a [line] when it is stationary. But when you swing it quickly, the barrier on the blade will be temporarily stretched, and it will turn into a light film with an area of
It increases with the speed of swinging the sword. When it has a certain area and becomes like a shield, it is of course easy to block bullets."
"So that's it, it's like this." Husky opened the photon dagger and waved it carefully. Sure enough, the dagger stretched out a series of "films" in the air. These light films have collision volumes and can be [faced]
] form to block a lot of oncoming bullets, so even if the timing of drawing the sword is not very correct, it doesn't matter much.
"Didn't that guy Arthur even teach you such little things?" Evil Star asked again.
"Uncle Arthur gave this dagger to Husky just a few days ago. He only asked Husky to use it carefully, and he didn't have time to teach him anything."
Having said this, the dog-man boy gave his evil star a sly look and smiled. He smiled so openly that even the evil star could easily guess what the kid was up to.
"Actually, Husky was thinking, since Uncle Evil Star's swordsmanship is so powerful, is it possible to ------