Chapter 1321 - 1320: Déjà Vu

Standing in front of Kensington Palace, looking at the tightly closed iron gate ahead, Arthur's heart was filled with immense anger and excitement. Now, as he recalled the scene of being stepped on by Lu Yu, a flood of humiliation surged in his heart.

At this moment, he was heading to report everything clearly to Elizabeth IV, urging her to take action against Lu Yu!

After all, regardless of his position, he was the person in charge of the European Federal Authority, and such a request could still be made to the Queen.

"Lu Yu"

Thinking of this, at this moment, Arthur clenched his fists, his eyes full of somber hues: "As long as I meet Her Majesty the Queen and report everything you've done, you'll never leave London alive this time!"

While speaking, Arthur's eyes revealed a poisonous intent, and he spoke: "What about the Assassin Alliance? As long as you're in London this time, you'll never dream of leaving alive!"

Now, as Arthur contemplated, he awaited the Queen's summon, having already prepared his words, ready to reveal everything once summoned.

Time ticked by, and unknowingly, he had waited for a full ten minutes.

"Why is this old woman so slow?"

Ten minutes later, Arthur, seeing the door still tightly shut, couldn't help but feel a surge of wicked fire, muttering coldly, his eyes full of icy intention.

He was never a good person, being servile and fawning in times of need, yet turning to vile speech when things didn't suit him, extremely despicable.

Even now, as a subordinate, he felt utterly displeased with the Queen being slightly late, even referring to the Queen as an old woman.

Creak!

Just as Arthur muttered these words, the door of Kensington Palace swung open, and a man in black, with a straight stature, strode out. Upon seeing Arthur, he spoke, "The Queen summons you!"

While speaking, the man in black spoke coldly, without any courtesy, simply opening the door and addressing Arthur directly, clearly not taking him seriously.

Upon hearing this, Arthur shot a cold glance at the man in black, then slightly narrowed his eyes in anger, not expecting even a doorman to disregard him.

Enough was endured with Lu Yu earlier, and now facing disdain here, Arthur was truly furious!

Yet, even in anger, he dared not act rashly, as this was the Queen's residence; daring Arthur wouldn't dare to act recklessly here.

"Hmph!"

Thinking of this, Arthur let out a cold snort, quickly striding toward the interior of Kensington Palace.

His steps swift and full of anger.

"So arrogant?"

Watching Arthur stride away, the man in black sneered, gazing at Arthur's departing figure, speaking: "Unaware of the looming disaster, he probably doesn't realize yet that Her Majesty the Queen is ready to act against him, does he?"

While speaking, a hint of mocking intent slipped from the man in black's gaze towards Arthur, who remained completely oblivious.

Thus, Arthur headed directly towards the Queen's location.

A few minutes later, Arthur traversed the long corridor, arriving at Kensington Palace's front courtyard, where he saw Elizabeth IV seated under a lavish parasol, sipping from a cup of tea, appearing very leisurely.

Opposite Elizabeth, in the shadow of the parasol, sat a man with a straight stature, but due to the shadow and parasol's obstruction, his appearance was unclear.

Seeing this man's silhouette, Arthur felt a strong sense of familiarity, wanting to take a few more glances but lacking the courage.

Because, now, the Queen was beside him, and he dared not investigate more.

Who is this?!

Unable to explore this man further, Arthur pondered inwardly, his eyes full of confusion, entirely unclear about who this man was, capable of sitting opposite Queen Elizabeth IV for afternoon tea!

"Arthur"

Just as Arthur was overwhelmed with doubt, Elizabeth IV slowly spoke, her voice low with a hint of reprimand: "What are you daydreaming about?"

These words struck Arthur suddenly, triggering a shiver. Facing Elizabeth IV, he hastily said: "Arthur pays respects to Her Majesty the Queen!"

Speaking with utmost respect, his demeanor drastically shifted from the earlier somberness at the door, truly a person transformed.

"Hmm"

Hearing Arthur's greeting, Elizabeth IV merely nodded, looking at him and simply responded with a hum, then drank another sip of tea without saying more.

Witnessing Elizabeth IV's response, Arthur's body noticeably trembled, his eyes revealing a hint of shock.

After paying respects, ceremonially, Elizabeth IV would generally offer him a seat; even if he didn't drink tea, seating should be customary.

After all, this is basic protocol for the British Royal Family.

However, after greeting Elizabeth IV, she merely nodded plainly, without offering him a seat, nor even a direct look, leaving Arthur quite bewildered.

"Is it because of this man?"

After such a thought surfaced, Arthur's gaze shifted towards the man under the parasol, full of doubt.

Yet, upon seeing this man, Arthur's heart inexplicably jolted, followed by a strange tension, and in an inexplicable way, a sense of déjà vu surged upon gazing at this man!