[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

21: The Night Watchman 04

It wasn't until it was time to eat that Edward appeared in front of Zong Yan again.

"Let's go to dinner." The little prince's face didn't look particularly good. He hesitated for a while, then with a touch of self-loathing finally said, "My father wants to see you."

Edward's father?

Wang KeMing went "OMG" in his heart and asked cautiously, "You mean King Lanchester?"

"Bloody hell." Edward rolled his eyes. "He's just a tottering old man."

Oh my God, that's not VIP treatment. It's state guest treatment.

As he followed Edward, Wang KeMing anxiously said, "Yan Ge, I'm kind of nervous. What if I lose face for our nation...."

"Stop thinking so much." Zong Yan sympathetically patted him on the shoulder. "Just watch your table manners and keep your mouth shut."

Sure enough, the little fat man didn't speak at all during the meal. Contrary to his usual chatty personality, he kept his head down and ate.

It was an ordinary meal. Instead of Buckingham Palace's formal dining room, the food was served in a smaller space.

The small dining room had a similar layout and decoration, but it was only used for the royal family's private meals. It was extremely elegant. Precious antique vases were placed around the room, proving that Buckingham Palace's collection was amazing. Of course, Zong Yan and Wang KeMing weren't able to tell the difference.

Lanchester II was a man of many years. Although he was old, everything about him was dignified. His deep-set eyes concealed a sharp gaze.

It seemed that while Edward and his fellow students were staying in Buckingham Palace, a delegation from Russia was also visiting. The old king had been dressed formally before, but he'd changed into a casual outfit to avoid making his guests feel uncomfortable.

"You're the school chief of Miskatonic University? The younger generation is astonishing."

Lanchester didn't belittle Zong Yan and Wang KeMing because of their age. Instead he lifted the red wine in his hand and toasted them politely.

The occult world wasn't a secret for the senior political officials of various countries. Cooperation was also commonplace. No one in the room thought anything was strange.

"Your Majesty is kind."

Zong Yan took a sip from the wine glass in front of him. When he tasted it, he found it was lychee juice and realized the other party had already looked into his preferences.

Investigation might be one thing, but Lanchester II's attitude was still quite friendly.

The food consisted of the usual British "national dish" of dark ingredients, including fish and chips as well as some items that didn't do much to stimulate the appetite. When the meal was over, the old king asked the small kitchen of Buckingham Palace to make some desserts and send them over to Edward's bedchamber. This act of bribery immediately won Wang KeMing's praise.

"Good man!"

Even with Wang KeMing's appetite, he hardly ate anything at dinner, which demonstrated the character of British national cuisine.

Edward saw how easily he was bought off and felt irritated for a moment. He dragged Zong Yan by the arm and ran upstairs to the bedroom.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

The side hall was built behind Buckingham Palace, a short distance from the main hall.

The little prince ran quickly. Pulling Zong Yan behind him, he hurried to the top of the building.