At the same time, at seven o'clock in the evening, Goth's Cafe on the outskirts of Edinburgh.
After a whole day's work, Black Cat finally closed the door of the shop and closed the shop.
She and her friends initially started running this shop just for fun. Unexpectedly, the business would become so popular not long after the shop was opened, and the business owner has become somewhat famous in Edinburgh over the past few years.
But at the same time, she was very tired. Even though she and her friends took turns guarding the store, Black Cat never had a moment of peace, working from dawn to dusk every time for three days a week to deal with the various matters of the store.
Tomorrow is a holiday, so she can finally close the shop early and have a good rest.
The girl took off her black wig and black ear headdress, revealing her beautiful golden hair.
She took off two more black contact lenses, revealing her real, beautiful sapphire blue eyes.
She used a tissue with remover to wipe off the black eye shadow, restoring her beautiful big eyes and delicate eyebrows.
Without the cover of makeup, she is even more beautiful. She is a standard beauty with an alluring beauty, and this beautiful appearance was fixed seven years ago.
These seven years not only took away the childishness on her face, but also carved the contours of her face into a more detailed and three-dimensional shape, making her even more eye-catching, like a goddess being born.
But she is just a mortal, a flower that will eventually turn to zero.
She changed out of the maid outfit and put back on the dress of a noble lady. The smile on her face also disappeared at this time.
After leaving the wonderful world of fairy tales and fantasy, she stepped back into reality again, but reality was so empty and irritating that she wanted to run away immediately.
She sighed and planned to go home. But at this moment, her phone rang.
"Hello? Is this brother?" She picked up the phone and asked, changing her delicate tone and speaking in a calm but slightly strong voice.
"Hey, Charlotte, I haven't chatted with you like this for a long time." Lancelot's voice came from the microphone: "Tomorrow is a holiday, right? ---Are you free?"
Charlotte thought for a second, then immediately smiled and said: "Of course I'm free. Do you have any plans, brother?"
"No...I'm not asking you to hang out, I'm sorry." Lancelot lowered his voice and apologized: "I have something I want to trouble you to help with, so---"
"Okay, I will definitely come." The girl replied impatiently.
"Uh...really?" Lancelot felt puzzled by his sister's cheerful attitude: "This is really not for fun, this is a serious matter------"
"I know, but I'm free, so I will definitely come and help." Charlotte rushed to speak before Lancelot could explain more.
"Then...okay." The Knight of the Round Table was confused for a while: "I will tell you the details tonight. After all, the phone line is not very confidential."
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back at home, brother." She closed the phone and walked out of the store.
She had barely taken ten steps away from her shop when a thirty-foot-long stretched luxury sports car caught up with her.
This kind of anti-gravity sports car is also an absolute luxury among the people. Its cost can be compared with the iron cavalry used by the Knights of Great Britain. This elongated sports car is even more luxurious. There are only thirty of them in Europe. The cost is
It is said to be several times more expensive than King Arthur's Dragon Rider.
Needless to say, the person in this car must be a prince, noble, rich and powerful young master.
And this is exactly what happened. A handsome boy wearing a luxurious white evening dress opened the car door and walked out. He saluted Charlotte: "You are so beautiful tonight, my beloved Charlotte. I will appreciate you."
Do you want to take my car home?"
"Richard..." The blond girl looked confused: "Why do you always do it so exaggeratedly... How much does this car cost?"
"For you, my beloved Charlotte, all this is worth it." The aristocratic young man named Richard smiled and said: "Come on, you, the beautiful one, walking alone on such a vulgar night street really loses your status.
, hurry up and get in the car."
"Well..." The girl didn't agree immediately, but she didn't refuse either. Richard gently held Charlotte's hand and guided her into the car.
"Richard, I'm sorry, tomorrow's appointment has to be rescheduled." Charlotte said after sitting down: "My brother has something to do for me, and I won't be able to get away tomorrow."
In fact, she could easily shirk it, but she took the initiative to agree to Lancelot's request. Of course, Richard couldn't know about this.
"That's it..." The aristocratic young man couldn't help but feel a little disappointed on his face: "There's nothing you can do about it. Just cancel it. Anyway, there are still many opportunities to date again in the future."
"Yes." The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Using her brother's request as a guise, she successfully got rid of this date that she didn't want to attend. Tonight, she could finally sleep peacefully - at least
It's temporary!
Seeing Charlotte's sigh, Richard asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, don't worry about me." Charlotte said disapprovingly.
Richard closed the car door and sat down, and was silent for a while.
"We are dating, right?" He asked doubtfully: "Why do I always feel like you are avoiding me? Is there anything I haven't done well enough?"
"No, it's really not." Charlotte shook her head gently, "I think I'm just too tired. I just want to go home as soon as possible and have a good sleep."
She couldn't tell the other person that she had always been thinking about someone in her heart. That shining golden boy was not a human being, and it was impossible for them to be together.
"Of course." Richard suppressed the doubts in his heart and turned to the driver and ordered: "You also heard what Miss Charlotte said. Let's drive."
"Yes, Master." The driver started the engine. The extra-long luxury sports car sped down the night-lit streets and disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, late at night, near the Sixth Falls of the Nile River.
Amid a feeling of coldness and suffocation, the drowning Bedivere's consciousness gradually became blurred.
He only felt a graceful figure approaching him from the water, and a delicate jade hand hugged him.
At first, he was in a panic and kept struggling. But when his head was pressed by two soft and comfortable balls of flesh, the werewolf stopped struggling with blood flowing from his nose.
The warm, soft, slippery and elastic balls of flesh were padding his cheeks. It felt so comfortable, so comfortable that I wouldn't complain even if I died now.
Bedivere lost consciousness for about five minutes. He only felt that slender hand constantly pressing his chest, squeezing out all the water in his stomach. Of course, this was not enough, and Bedivere choked.
A lot of river water, lung-full of stagnant water needs to be cleaned, and to do that requires ------
Artificial respiration.
He felt someone's face coming up to him, blowing a sharp breath into his mouth.
"Woo---Cough cough cough cough cough!" As a large amount of air entered his lungs, he coughed crazily, spraying out the accumulated water in his lungs from his mouth and nostrils. His consciousness gradually returned.
wide awake.
The werewolf opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chanel, who was soaked next to him, and knew that she had rescued him from the water.
"Thank you, beautiful lady." Bedivere got up and said. There seemed to be still the residual warmth of the girl's kiss in his lips, which made him secretly happy: "Thank you for the artificial respiration, even though I have a wife."
"...Uh, no, you're welcome. I really didn't do anything." The girl turned away embarrassedly, suppressing her smile, and glanced at the depressed man not far away, who was hurriedly washing her face in the river.
Mouth of Segled.
Sensing the commotion by the river, Paramedis from the camp also set up a torch and rushed over to see the situation. He looked at Bediwell who was wearing a leaf robe, and then at Bediwell who was wearing Bediwell's original robe.
Chanel immediately sneered and said: "Good evening, children. Have you gained anything from this trip?"
"Well, a big harvest." The werewolf said as he touched the giant rhinoceros horn tied around his waist.
"Yes, big harvest, meow." Saifei glanced at the blond girl and said.
(Only Seglade was still gargling by the river, so he had no time to answer his father’s questions.)
"Good evening, Sir Palamedes." Chanel turned around and saluted the Leopard Warrior: "I am a knight of the French Order of Holy Lily, Chanel of Orleans. It is my honor to know you."
"Uh... you know my name?" Palamedes was stunned for a while.
"Sorry, I overheard it when I got off the boat." Chanel explained.
By the light of the torch, Palamedes saw the girl's pointed ears and suddenly realized: "Oh, is it an elf? A dark elf? --- Hearing is really sensitive. You can be so sensitive even if you wear a magic-sealing bracelet."
hearing?"
"My ears could have heard the sound of a pin falling within ten kilometers." The elf girl shook her head and subconsciously played with the bracelet on her left wrist: "But, with this thing around, I can only hear a sound.
There was a noise within a hundred yards."
(No, that's already powerful.)
"So... where are your companions?" Palamedes lowered his voice and asked, "Is it possible---"
"The sisters are all dead." Chanel sighed: "We thought that with our hearing, we would have no problem traveling at night. Unexpectedly, a big eagle attacked us. It flew very fast, and we couldn't cope with it.
Not coming."
"As a result, your raft crashed and you were the only one who survived?" Palamedes also sighed: "I'm sorry."
Chanel said quickly: "No. You don't need to be sorry. Our sisters of the Holy Lily Knights came to take the exam with the awareness of death. In order to rush, we made hasty and wrong decisions, and ultimately failed. That's all.
That's all."
Bedivere stood up and remained silent.
"So, what are your plans next?" Paramedis looked at the elf girl and asked sharply.