1936, winter. Novel.

The Duke of York, who has succeeded as king, his wife, and their two daughters, Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret, are hiding from the Second World War in the world at Balmoral Castle.

Princess Elizabeth was only 13 years old at this time.

At this time, the Duke of York was reading the newspaper in his hand.

After a silent breakfast, the young and immature Princess Elizabeth suddenly said, "Father, are we just going to hide here and do nothing?"

Hearing this, the Duchess...the Queen cast a forbidding look, but this did not stop the young Princess from speaking.

"Our country is currently dying on the continent across the ocean. But we are enjoying the warmth of the fireplace in this castle..."

"Elizabeth." The queen's voice was a little heavier, "Don't cause any more trouble to your father."

The queen's tone was already harsh, and the young princess could only lower her head unwillingly. As for the younger Princess Margaret, she was just holding the doll and looking at all this in fear.

"Then, I'll see you back in the room first." Princess Elizabeth stood up and left directly.

"Elizabeth, have you forgotten the etiquette that the royal family should have?" The queen couldn't help but frowned.

Her Royal Highness the Princess said calmly: "Queen Mother, what I want to learn is fencing, riding, strategy... rather than studying Shakespeare's words!"

"You..." The queen seemed very angry.

But at this time, the silent new king finally spoke. He put down the newspaper and said slowly: "Elizabeth, you have reached school age, but considering the current situation, I specially hired a

A tutor... go, your teacher is already waiting in the study. I hope you can show the etiquette that a royal princess should have and accept your new teacher."

"I don't need a tutor, father!"

"This is an order. This teacher will teach you to become a talent..." The new king looked at his eldest princess with a complex expression, "You will never know that in order to invite this teacher for you,

What kind of price have I paid... Cherish this teacher, it will change your life. If you don’t want to live the rest of your life in mediocrity.”

…

Although her resistance almost defeated her obedience to her father's authority, under the attack of her mother's authority, the young princess finally retreated and reluctantly came to the door of the study.

She did not yearn for this tutor who her father said was very powerful, and what she was thinking about at this time was how to make him quit before the difficulties.

Taking a deep breath, the young princess pushed open the study door with both hands and said loudly: "Where is the new tutor?"

While speaking, Her Royal Highness the Princess also looked at the situation in the study room. As expected, this tutor probably wore a pair of glasses and looked personable, or a knowledgeable guy... Otherwise, it would be impossible to let him...

Her father hired.

But the person who appeared in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess was not that type of literary man, but a young woman.

Long golden hair, dark blue eyes...a faint smile.

"You...you are my tutor?"

The beautiful young woman did not answer, but casually picked up an epee specially used for fencing from the table and threw it directly towards Her Royal Highness.

She hurriedly took it, and while she was wondering, the woman with blond hair and blue eyes in front of her also picked up the same epee and said calmly: "Within ten minutes, if you can touch my clothes, you will be able to touch them anywhere.

Okay, I will leave here...how?"

Oh my god... Her Royal Highness the princess didn't even know how the other party conjured two heavy swords in the study.

But that's not important. What's important is that fencing is something she loves.

"No, call for help." Her Royal Highness's eyes suddenly became sharp...

…

…

Memories flashed through those long years at this moment. Her Majesty the Queen, who had already grown old, reached out and touched her cheek... a cold and moist touch.

"Little Elizabeth, long time no see..."

"Really...is it really you, Teacher Youye?"

Her Majesty the Queen walked in staggeringly, "Have I really seen you again after all these years? But why has your appearance not changed at all, and I...have long ceased to be young? Please tell me, this is not

It’s not a dream…”

Perhaps because of excitement or joy, the old queen couldn't help but stretch out her hands to hold the face in front of her that had not left any traces of time.

Trembling...

This should be a very touching meeting scene. At least, for Her Majesty the Queen, who is excited at the moment, the joy at this moment can even be compared to the victory of the world war decades ago.

This beautiful woman who changed her life...

"Did I give you permission to touch me, Elizabeth?"

The dark blue eyes are as deep as in memory...

But after listening to these cold words, Her Majesty the Queen seemed to wake up for a moment, but an almost instinctive fear still made Her Majesty the Queen, who had chatted and laughed with countless heads of state from around the world without changing her expression, trembling.

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Her sword was very heavy, and the young princess suffered unimaginable suffering... At the same time, her pointer was equally heavy, like a nightmare, which made the young princess not forget it until she became the queen of a country.

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But this also made Her Majesty the Queen completely sober... After all, she is not the little girl who didn't understand anything back then.

"Why, your appearance..."

"Now that you are the queen, you also know the existence of the Knight Agency... Now that you know the extraordinary power in the world, don't you think you can understand it?"

Her Majesty the Queen opened her mouth... This was a possibility she had never thought of.

She needed some time to digest the information, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

…

"Miss Lancelot, how old are you?"

In the impression, this was the first time she had encountered such a question. Of course, it didn't mean that she had never encountered such a question before, it was just because she had never been asked this question from the beginning.

No need to answer... She thought to herself, "25."

Her eyes suddenly changed at this moment...and she keenly captured the separation of thought and language at this moment. Lancelot's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a dagger slipped from her sleeve.

Wrong body.

She had already appeared behind Boss Luo, with the dagger behind her shoulders and placed it on his neck, and a cold voice also sounded at the same time, "What did you do to me?"

"I think I really just asked a question." Luo Qiu seemed to have a normal reaction...but he couldn't do it.

Not to mention this dagger, even a sharper ice blade would probably not be able to cut into his skin... Besides, it is unknown whether the cutting action can occur.

But if one day there really is a sharp blade that pierces his body... he will also be reborn from the dead in the club. He has already tried it from the beginning.

"Don't play tricks." Lancelot's voice became colder... The dagger was still raised.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and said calmly: "How strange. Logically speaking, if I really make you feel in danger, should you be more concerned about the situation inside the room at this time... After all, there is someone you want to protect inside.

People, and at the same time, there are my companions who make you feel the danger approaching. Shouldn't it be shown that protecting the safety of the people is the first priority?"

Choose.

That's what it sounds like.

Give up the object you have controlled and enter the room. To deal with the situation so far, follow the queen's safety first, or don't give up controlling the other party.

She soon made a decision.

"If your companions inside have really threatened the safety of my employer, then I should not give up on you now... At the very least, if I control you, both parties will be on the same starting line, right?

"

"That's true."

What surprised Lancelot was the other party's attitude of recognition. What was even more incredible was that the other party seemed to have concluded that he really would not take action, and turned around at this time.

The short sword that was originally placed on his neck now had the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat.

"Twenty-five years..." Luo Qiu said casually: "Actually, it is longer than my life... Miss Lancelot, in these 25 years, are there any memories worth remembering and cherishing for you?"

She couldn't help but frown... This was the second strange question.

"I think you don't need to care about whether my memories are treasured...you should just care about yourself." She chose to act in her usual way.

Of course, in order to ensure that things would not get worse, she did not intend to kill the person, but at least let the other person be quiet.

The throat is a fatal place, and she doesn't plan to attack, but other than that... maybe the shoulders and thighs would be good targets to at least damage his mobility.

The thought lasted only a moment, and the actions of the body were almost synchronized with the thought. The moment he came to the conclusion, Lancelot flicked his wrist and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with the dagger.

It should be like this...but the dagger didn't move at all at this time.

It was as if it had pierced an invisible wall and was completely stable. It was more like a tightened screw that was fixed in the air!

Lancelot was shocked, let go of the dagger, and instinctively retreated, but her body could not move at this time.

And the dagger was frozen in the air... frozen between her and Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu looked at Lancelot, then reached out and picked off the dagger in the air, playing with it in his hand, "For now, I will not bring danger to the person in the room...
To be continued...