1939, late August.

The 15-year-old Princess Elizabeth has also grown into a slender girl.

She was wearing a strange military uniform, and her face was smeared with a special paint to cover up her beautiful face.

With the help of her tutor, she quietly hid it from everyone in the family and came to a small country in Europe to undergo some kind of experience.

After three years of study, not only riding, swordsmanship, and even marksmanship, the young princess already has quite high attainments. At the same time, the cultural courses are also to the extent that her father can't praise her enough.

There is no doubt that the young Princess already has the qualifications to become an outstanding woman.

She is on a train.

In the back half of the train carriage, Her Royal Highness, dripping with sweat, was holding a standard long sword in one hand and a Soviet-made short pistol in the other.

A total of seven men fell here. They were wearing uniforms called "SS" that were the same as the military uniforms worn by Her Royal Highness.

The blood slowly flowed out from their bodies, and finally gathered into a stream, spreading under the leather boots of the princess.

Her Royal Highness the Princess leaned tiredly in front of the carriage door. Her trembling palms suddenly let go, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground. It was not because of fear, but because of her numb fingers, which made it difficult for her to hold it firmly.

Weapon in hand.

Moreover, there was a bleeding wound on her arm.

Her Royal Highness gritted her teeth, tore off her underlying clothes, and used her hands and mouth to bandage the wounds haphazardly. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the door and walked out of the carriage.

She took off her clothes at the same time, and then threw them onto the river under the bridge where the train passed. Her Royal Highness the Princess took out a package from the bottom of the carriage at the connection between the carriages. After opening it, it contained a package.

A lady's long dress.

After finishing dressing up, Her Royal Highness the Princess transformed into a delicate lady and walked into the carriage in front... She moved forward gracefully and finally arrived at the restaurant carriage soon after.

She found a seat, then slightly lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, knelt down to salute, and then slowly sat down. Opposite her, a woman with long blond hair and dark blue eyes was enjoying a cup of warm wine.

Hot black tea.

"teacher……"

"You're hurt." The blond woman said coldly.

Her Highness the Princess bit her lip lightly, "I accidentally..."

"Let's continue reading the dictionary tonight." The blonde woman said expressionlessly.

Her Royal Highness the Princess lowered her head... She thought to herself that if this was the case, it would be okay. She even felt relieved. Her teacher began to appreciate the scenery outside the window.

Her Royal Highness the Princess quietly looked at the other person's profile, becoming a little obsessed.

"Is there something on my face?" The teacher noticed the princess's gaze.

"No...no." Her Highness the Princess's talent has been well-trained in the past few years, and she said casually and quickly: "I was just wondering when the war would break out..."

"Soon." The blonde woman responded casually.

Her Royal Highness held up the teacup, sipped it, and began to watch the train speeding past... as if a white horse was passing by.

A few days later, on the third day of September, Britain and France formally declared war on Germany.

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…

Dian Po seemed to have stopped.

The linen covering the body was suddenly lifted, and the night was still dark...but the light of fire could be vaguely seen in the night sky, the sound of gunshots was heard continuously in the city, and a strong figure blocked Her Majesty the Queen's eyes. The man named Judas

strong old man.

"My Queen, you have arrived. You probably don't need my help to get out of the car." Judas said calmly.

Lancelot, who was in Her Majesty's arms, also opened his eyes slightly at this time, still looking as if he was exhausted... but her fingers were quietly writing something in Her Majesty's palms.

"I think I am needed." The Queen said sharply, "Gentleman, how can I, an old and frail person, get down from here? We even have injuries here!"

Judas obviously didn't want to have too many arguments, so he picked up Her Majesty the Queen without saying a word, then jumped off the bed of the pickup truck and landed firmly on the ground.

"Oh! You are such a gentleman." Her Majesty the Queen said in surprise.

Judas nodded and said calmly: "Go in... You shouldn't be unfamiliar with this place."

Her Majesty the Queen raised her head and looked at the huge building in front of her: the largest clock in the foggy city.

"Of course." Her Majesty the Queen said softly.

Clock Tower of the Palace of Westminster, also known as Elizabeth Tower.

"So, is this the final place you prepared for me?" Her Majesty the Queen turned back.

Judas said nothing, but Catherine had already stepped out of the car, put a hand on Her Majesty's shoulder, and pushed her towards the building in front of her.

"Madam, you should learn from the gentleman just now, you hurt me!"

"Damn old woman..."

At this time, Judas looked at Lancelot who was still on the side of the carriage, and seemed to be considering whether to carry her down as well. However, Lancelot stubbornly propped up his body, and gradually moved out of the carriage.

Climbed up and down.

Then he followed him staggeringly.

Along the way, a number of security personnel had fallen to the ground and were unconscious... In the corridor, there were some signs of a fight. This is the British Parliament after all. The House of Lords and the House of Commons must not be without any guards.

.

There are a large number of murals and sculptures carved on the corridor...also known as the West Church.

Finally, they stopped in front of a hall and walked into it. This was not a place where a state funeral was held.

In front of the red carpet, I saw a middle-aged man wearing bartender clothes, already waiting for everyone to arrive, "Judas, you are so slow."

"Haha, Tobas, my brother!" Judas stepped forward and hugged each other greatly, while Lancelot looked around the hall.

She discovered a large amount of filming equipment placed here, and immediately had an ominous premonition... Queen Zhishi did not tell her about Doomsday Myth's plan.

"Where's Caesar?" Tobas asked with a frown.

Tip, the secret medicine master, walked up and said quickly: "Didn't you notice what happened in Fog City? The leader is giving them an extra performance now."

Dobas nodded, thoughtfully.

At this time, the door of the hall opened again, and a naked man was seen standing at the door. Catherine shouted in surprise, and ran over, "Caesar, you are back!"

He nodded and took a step forward, but suddenly fell forward.

Catherine arrived in time and helped him up before he fell to the ground, "You...how are you?"

"Just take a rest..." Caesar's lips turned a little white, "The consumption of the holy armor is a bit beyond imagination... It's still a bit reluctant to use it without going through the inheritance ceremony."

"Tip!!" Catherine turned around and shouted.

Tip has hurriedly walked forward, even holding several bottles of secret medicine in his hand, and started to concoct something on the spot, "Chief, you are too messy!"

Caesar waved his hand, took the secret medicine prepared by Tipu temporarily, drank it, and slowly walked to the queen with Catherine's support.

"Sir, you don't look very good." Her Majesty the Queen looked at her and said, "I know a few good doctors. Maybe if you stop this behavior now, you will get good treatment."

"I'm ready." Caesar chuckled, "You'd better worry more about yourself...Queen, time is running out."

"My pet is missing." Her Majesty the Queen said coldly, and then looked around anxiously, "Have you seen it?"

"Judas, Tobas, send this queen to rest." Caesar waved his hand.

After the queen was sent away, Caesar came to Lancelot. Lancelot frowned and said: "You...did you really use the holy armor?"

"Don't worry, your colleagues are fine... After all, I can't die just yet, so there's no point in leaving one or two behind and not being able to come back."

He immediately waved his hand, and although Catherine was a little reluctant to leave, she still pressed Lancelot to leave.

In the hall, only Tip was left to take care of Caesar. He once again began to mix something and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

Caesar sat down on the table and smiled casually: "It's terrible."

Tip frowned and said: "You must not have known how easy it is to forcefully use the Holy Armor! You must have disobeyed advice and used the body of the Beast King... Remember, you are not the real Beast King! Even if there is a secret medicine, there are side effects!! "

"I have points..."

As he said that, he took out a phone and after the call was connected, there was a roaring sound that Tip could hear even if the speakerphone was not on.

"[oberon]!! You complete bastard!!!!"

"Aren't you going to use those toys of yours to attack us first?" Caesar sneered: "The cooperation is terminated."

beep!

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In front of the door of the room, Lancelot was pushed in casually by Catherine, and at this time, Lancelot was re-tied with layers of iron chains.

"Even if the Hamstone is relatively brittle, it will at least take ten days and eight days of continuous grinding before it breaks." Catherine said calmly: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my energy."

Discovered... Lancelot's face changed slightly.

"Besides, I think it's better if you don't have physical strength." Catherine said abruptly.
To be continued...