Chapter 143: Great Britain with Simple Customs, Meeting Irene Again
About three hours later.
Ye Chang dragged her slightly tired and hollowed body out of the Victoria Hotel, holding tightly in her hands the four-colored crystal and the space container containing the body of the lowly craftsman.
Although her steps were a little unsteady, there was a glint of satisfaction in her eyes.
Shortly after she left, Ai Jiangtu led the Guofu team members back to the hotel.
"Captain Wang, I got the challenge chapter." Ai Jiangtu handed a badge inlaid with an iris emblem to Wang Feng.
"Huh?" Zhao Manyan suddenly leaned in closer, sizing Wang Feng up suspiciously. "Captain, why do you look so radiant?"
Wang Feng took the badge calmly and said, "Nothing, just a breakthrough in my cultivation."
"Another breakthrough?!" Zhao Manyan's eyes widened, his voice rising an octave.
He learned about Wang Feng's cultivation history and his "cheating" life from Mo Fan.
"So what breakthrough did you make?"
"Don't ask," Wang Feng waved his hand. "I'm afraid it would be a blow to you if I told you."
At this moment, Jiang Shaoxu suddenly leaned in closer and sniffed, "Wait. Why do you smell like milk?"
Wang Feng remained calm and said, "I accidentally spilled some milk while drinking it at noon, and I didn't have time to change my clothes."
Jiang Shaoxu narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Okay," Wang Feng changed the subject, "Now that the challenge in Paris is over, we should prepare to move on to the next stop."
"Where is the next stop?" everyone asked curiously.
Wang Feng raised his lips slightly: "Britain."
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The next morning, Wang Feng and his group arrived in the foggy city of London.
This ancient city is shrouded in hazy morning mist, with Gothic buildings and modern skyscrapers looming in the mist, and red telephone booths and black taxis on the streets forming a unique British landscape.
As soon as they got off the plane, the girls rekindled their passion for shopping and looked at the luxury stores on the street with shining eyes.
Wang Feng held his forehead helplessly and had to announce free activities again, only requiring them to return to the hotel before dusk.
Walking on the streets of London, Wang Feng appreciated the unique charm of this city.
When he turned a corner, he suddenly stopped - he saw a man in a suit and a baseball cap following a woman stealthily.
The man's technique was quite sophisticated. With a slight hook of his finger, the wallet in the lady's bag slipped into his sleeve.
"stop."
Wang Feng grabbed the man by the back of his collar and pulled him back like a chicken.
"What are you doing! You rude foreigner!" the man struggled to shout in English with a heavy accent.
Wang Feng sneered, took out the exquisite ladies' wallet from the inner pocket of his vest, and handed it back to the panicked lady who had just discovered that her wallet had been stolen.
The man's face suddenly changed, and shadow magic energy suddenly surged around him.
Seven shadow stars formed a star track under his feet - it was the basic magic [Shadow Escape].
However, just when the shadow was about to cover his entire body, a silver light flashed from Wang Feng's fingertips, and the man's magic fluctuations immediately receded like a tide.
"Playing shadow system in front of me?" Wang Feng said with a disdainful smile.
"You... you are a mage too?!" The thief's face turned pale and his legs trembled unconsciously.
Seeing this, the people around took out their phones to contact the Magic Association.
"Thank you so much!" The woman who was nearly robbed excitedly took the wallet, her eyes welling up. "My passport and all my documents are in it."
Wang Feng shook his head helplessly.
A dignified shadow mage has actually fallen to the point of stealing on the street. The customs of the British people are surprisingly "simple".
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
A clear female voice came from outside the crowd. Everyone spontaneously made way for a woman with cascading blonde hair.
She was wearing a Victorian-style corseted dress, her proud figure stretching the fabric just right, and her delicate face had an elegant apology.
When she saw Wang Feng in the center of the field, her golden eyes suddenly lit up: "Wang Feng?"
The person who came was the dragon-taming duke Irene who had been separated from him in Russia.
"Shouldn't you be gaining experience in the government? Why did you return to England?" Wang Feng was also a little surprised.
"We've finished our training, so I came back to take care of some family business," Irene said with a slight smile.
Then he asked the accompanying wizard to take the thief from Wang Feng's hand, turned around and apologized to the lady whose wallet was stolen, and also promised to let the lady stay in the VIP suite of Victoria Hotel for free for one month.
After finishing the work, Irene turned to Wang Feng with a smile in her eyes: "Would you like to come to my manor and sit down?"
Wang Feng glanced at the time and nodded in agreement: "Thank you for bothering me then."
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After arriving at Irene's manor, Wang Feng was taken to a quiet courtyard.
Two young maids stood on both sides of the exquisite pavilion, and on the carved tea table in the center of the pavilion were exquisite snacks and a pot of steaming black tea.
"Tea, please."
After the two sat down, the maid respectfully poured them black tea.
The amber tea soup ripples in the bone china cup, exuding a light bergamot aroma.
"Wang Feng, you didn't come to the UK just for sightseeing, did you?" Irene took a sip of her tea, her golden eyes filled with understanding. "Are you leading a team to challenge the British Pavilion?"
"That's right." Wang Feng picked up the teacup. "The training on the road delayed me for a while, and I still have a few more challenge chapters to go."
According to the rules of the National Government Competition, participating teams must obtain a certain number of challenge chapters from powerful magical countries in order to obtain tickets to the Venice Competition.
This mechanism is precisely to screen out those teams that are not strong enough.
Interestingly, the rules do not restrict the challenge chapters to come from different countries - even if all challenge powerful countries, it is not a problem.
"Then you better be careful. Our British Pavilion team is very strong this year. The players are all at the level of substitutes for the national government." A hint of cunning flashed in Irene's golden eyes.
"Thank you for the reminder. I will take it seriously." Wang Feng smiled indifferently, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The two then talked about their experiences during their respective training in the government.
Irene talked about her adventures in Africa, while Wang Feng shared his thrilling experience on the plains of West Siberia.
As they talked and laughed, the setting sun quietly went down to the west, casting a golden-red afterglow over the manor.
"Time flies." Irene glanced at the sky. "Would you like to stay at the manor for one night?"
"No need, I have to go back and reunite with my teammates." Wang Feng stood up and said goodbye.
Irene walked him to the manor gate, the night breeze ruffling her golden hair. "You really don't need a driver? This place is not close to the city."
"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Wang Feng smiled slightly.
Before he finished speaking, Wang Feng's figure had gradually faded away in the moonlight like ink, and finally completely blended into the night.
"This is..." Irene's golden pupils narrowed slightly, "To be able to use the shadow system to such a superb degree."
"I actually reminded him to be careful of the national pavilion team." A blush appeared on Irene's ears.
(End of this chapter)
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