London.
In the carriage, Gazelle reports to the Duke about the day.
— Were there any complaints?
— It didn't look like it, but I suspect they won't just sit in the manor.
— I see... Now go back to the first plan, as soon as possible, go to the estate.
— Yes sir...
Gazelle spoke with a slight tremor.
The Duke, looking out the window.
— Why doubt?
— Will you really agree to the terms?
William grinned.
— In this world, there is no one with whom it is impossible to negotiate, especially if you increase your chances.
The carriage stopped. The Duke came out and adjusted his hat. The carriage drove away.
William walked along the old street, turning into a strange alley, he looked back, and then tapped the trash can with his cane.
At that moment, a door opened from the other wall, between the bricks.
The Duke spoke.
— It seemed like you had to know the password to open the door.
"L" came out of the room.
— Let's drop the formalities.
The Duke came closer.
— Is this your nest?
— The old one.
— Well, since we've settled the conversation, let's get straight to the point – you don't like the 3rd Prince either, do you?
— In this case, our views are the same.
— Then I propose a small deal – let's join forces and prevent this scoundrel from making a revolution like 10 years ago.
— What's the advantage for us?
— A advantage? None of us need another restructuring, but... Since we're talking about the pros and cons, I'm ready to turn a blind eye to some of your actions.
— Well, what exactly do you want?
— Hmm... Your team is what's-its-name "White Dove"... I did a great job with Richard's previous attempt to make himself known. I think she'll do well this time too.
— We've got the crew and equipment, then you've got the immediate attack plans.
— I don't have any plans for him, but in the near future we want to transfer the queen to a secret location, and I'm sure he won't want to miss it.
— Okay, consider it a deal.
— Wait a minute...
"L" was surprised. William slowed his pace.
— I have one more condition.
— Tell me...
— After the final collapse of the 3rd Prince, you will disband the team... Coincidentally, one of its members is the future queen, and I would not want her to be distracted by something so dangerous in the future.
"L" thought about it and said.
— I will release them, but what they should do next is beyond my competence.
— It's okay.
The men shook hands.
The Duke spoke.
— I will send the documentation and the rest later. However, I do not know the address...
— Don't worry, send it to anyone.
"L" grinned as William spoke with a serious face.
— See you soon...
Then he walked out of the alley. "L" stayed and lit a cigarette.
An abandoned building in London
A silhouette was sitting in a dim room, turning over some detail in his hands.
There was a knock on the door. The silhouette sighed.
— Come in.
The door opened cautiously. A dear voice rang out.
— Your Majesty, information has been received that the Queen is expected to be transported to a "safe" place soon...
The silhouette clenched the detail in his fist.
— Is the specific date and location known?
— No...
— Good...
A soft laugh sounded.
— Were you able to catch our partner?
— We were able to catch up with her at the hideout on Ghost Street, but she managed to escape.
— And Wh-ite Pigeon?..
— Not fou...
The same piece flew through the door, but the man managed to close himself.
The silhouette stood up and nervously approached the table. He lit a candle, and Richard's face cleared. The guy had tousled hair, he rubbed his eyes and then held up the map of the city to the light.
Richard took a pen and marked a ghostly street, after leaving the city, then began to mark other points with a laugh.
— You took my family away from me, my best friend, and you didn't cooperate, yes... together you are strong, but apart...
Richard saw a house with the signature "study of the Duke of Normandy."
— And what about you, Uncle?..
Richard stuck the pen and ink into the dot.
— I'll talk to you personally...
The area near the academy
Lawrence and Steve were sitting in the mail truck.
The mechanic ran his fingers over the steering wheel while the officer sprawled on the seat.
— Well, why didn't they take us?
Steve sighed.
— Because if anything happened, we were able to come and organize a retreat.
— Well, or they don't perceive us as part of the team at all.
Steve shrugged his shoulders. Lawrence was inspired.
— Or maybe like rooks again...
— No! That time was enough for me, we flew and that's enough.
— But this time...
— Not-damn-thing! It's lucky that it turned out okay, otherwise in the worst case, no "number" will cover us.
Lawrence sighed.
— It's still better than guarding some gates.
At this time, the team was distributed into rooms at the academy.
Beatrice went with Dorothy to their room with Ange, Chise accompanied Charlotte, and Ange walked towards the science class.
In the hallway, she noticed a man she knew, who had previously passed notes from the control.
The man stood at the end of the corridor, adjusted his hat and went into the office.
Ange started walking towards him. Suddenly, Lily jumped out from around the corner and collided with Ange's foreheads.
Lily immediately started apologizing.
— I'm sorry, Ange, I think... I accidentally.
— It's your fault that I can't see where I'm going without my glasses.
— Wait, you're talking to the princess and her entourage.
— Well, sometimes it happens, yes.
Lily grabbed Ange's shoulders.
— So tell me, what's going on?
— What are you talking about?
Ange continued with a puzzled smile.
— About everything! First, all sorts of robbers fly in and turn everything around, then you fight with some other ninja, after which you get caught, and then the boys, without explaining anything, shove some kind of abnormal at me. I tried to ask my dad, but he went off the rails...
— Wait...
Ange's face changed to a serious one.
— Now I'll tell you everything, just wait here a little bit.
— Go-go-ood.
Ange went into the office, which the man entered, but there was only an open window, and on the floor lay a basket with a note, after reading it, Ange thought.
A voice was heard.
— And how long to wait?
At that moment, it dawned on Ange, she went up to Lily, took her hand and said.
— Let's go get some business.
She dragged the girl away.
A moment later, Ange was loading everyone's bags into the mail truck, and when Lily got in, Lawrence asked.
— And why her?
Lawrence spoke up.
— Yes. We didn't seem to ask for a pro...
Steve slapped Lawrence on the shoulder.
Lily spoke up.
— For your information, I am the daughter of Chief Justice I...
Dorothy interrupted.
— And blah, blah, blah.
Beatrice asked.
— But seriously, why do we need Miss Gaveston's services?
— That's what it's for.
Ange said, handing the piece of paper forward, and it went to Steve along the chain.
— Ghost Street, Court, Duke Office... What is this?
— The addresses where Zelda's footprints were seen.
—Got it. — Steve said, starting the car, the car started moving.
Charlotte spoke up.
— I'm sorry, but I still don't understand.
Dorothy spoke up.
— Zelda has theoretical knowledge and experience like Ange and maybe even more...
Chise added.
— Moreover, she has information about Richard's plans.
Beatrice spoke up.
— It turns out that we are not the only ones who will be looking for her.
Charlotte spoke up.
— What should we do about Grandma's move? Richard won't let that go either.
Dorothy suggested it.
— Let's split into two teams – the first one will find Zelda and reveal all of Richard's secrets, and the second one will prevent an attempt to sabotage him.
It's been half an hour.
The guys were sorting out the equipment, he said.
— You know, everything is strangely easy..
Dorothy, rearranging things.
— What are you talking about?
— I don't know... It's a restless feeling. Previously, missions exuded some kind of mystery, excitement, yes, my God, a sense of fear in the end.
— I don't know about you, but my feeling of fear disappeared on the farm. I am sure that this is not just a sediment from previous thoughts.
Steve looked at the others, who were distributing gadgets among themselves.
— Something's wrong anyway.
— Okay, come on. But if the anxiety persists, then use it and be ready.
— Mgm...
At that time, Ange, having put her things in a bag and thrown out the trash, called everyone to her.
— So, 8 people will be divided into two groups. One part is finding Zelda, the other is transporting the queen.
Beatrice accidentally came across a wand in the trash, handed it to Chisa, who drew a face and a crown, and then drew a line.
— That's it... Only the most trusted people will be allowed into the royal house at such a moment, and a princess who happens to be there with two close friends and the judge's daughter will attract the least attention of our possible options.
Chise sketched it all.
— In search of Zelda, there is a driver/leader, a voice assistant, a warrior, and a human shield...
Lawrence exclaimed.
— Hey, actually, I'm doing some good too.
Charlotte spoke up.
— I agree.
— Thanks.
— But when you're silent, it's even more useful.
She said with a smile, everyone smiled a little and unloaded. Ange spoke up.
— That's all for now, you will hear instructions from the leaders, if the mission is completed successfully, we will meet on ghost street, the list of shelters is separate.
Before the departure, the guys split into pairs and talked about something. Beatrice helped Charlotte with clothes and equipment, Dorothy and Steve checked routes with maps. Lily stood awkwardly next to Lawrence, and Chise and Ange took out a briefcase and began to disassemble it.
Ange handed the scabbard to Chisa, opened it, sighed and hooked it on her belt. She also took a kusarinama, after which she pushed the case towards Ange and hinted at the contents.
Ange looked at him, closed the briefcase and took it with her.
The boys began to disperse to their cars, and Lily awkwardly said goodbye to Lawrence.
The drivers started the cars, wished each other good luck, and they drove off.
In Dorothy's car, Ange began to change clothes while driving, which caused Lily confusion and discomfort, and Charlotte just said with a smile.
— First time?
— No... It's just that... It's unethical.
Dorothy laughed.
— Get used to it, but you haven't been Incognito yet...
— And on the Planet of the Black Lizards, — Ange said with a smile.
Dorothy sighed.
— It's started again.
— Whose planet? — Lily was still puzzled.
— The place where this weirdo came from.
— Is it far?
— Very much... moreover, this is the most top-secret and supernatural place in the entire Milky Way... according to this weirdo.
— You're having fun.
As soon as Lily uttered this phrase, Charlotte's mood immediately changed.
—I've been... thinking about something...
— Get down! — Dorothy shouted.
They started shooting at the car abruptly, Dorothy lost control, and had to crash into the curb.
Dorothy asked.
— Are you okay?
— Yes. — Lily replied, holding her head.
Dorothy carefully led the girls out of the car.
Ange took out a revolver and spoke.
— You shouldn't have changed your clothes.
The girls ended up behind the car while the shelling continued.
Lily asked.
— And that's always the case with you?!
Dorothy, taking out and loading her shotgun.
— Not often. 2 times out of 6.
— That one third?
Dorothy rolled her eyes and started shooting back, Ange took out a mini fridge and opened it and took out a key ball.
— And this?
Suddenly, a small bomb rolled towards them.