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Chapter 48: Phantom Kid vs. Galahad
🕑 Added 2021-09-09 16:19:29 +0000 UTC3/5 chapter, enjoy.
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The pigeons that had enveloped Mathison parted in a flurry, and the figure of Phantom Kid disappeared without a trace.
In addition to Johny and the others present, a dark figure on the huge palm of the central statue watched over Phantom Kid.
As Phantom Kid disappeared among the pigeons, the figure actually leapt off the statue and with a puff opened the cloak on its back, forming a gliding wing, like the wings of a bat...
Mathison followed his original route and quickly left the central area of the park, out of the confines of the statue square and into a hidden wooded area.
"Barbara must have confirmed by now that I'm Phantom Kid, so she'll definitely be waiting for me in that area, and then I can carry out my plan to make 'Phantom Kid' and 'Mathison' two people once and for all..."
After confirming that no one was following behind him, Mathison turned around and moved forward to his intended location.
However, when he turned back around, there was actually an extra person in front of him!
It was an older handsome man in a suit and holding a black umbrella who appeared in front of Mathison.
"Hey hey, no way, how come even the King's Men have popped out?"
Mathison had thought that Agent Bean’s men were already troublesome, but he didn't expect there to be even more outrageous people.
The Royal Gentlemen's Secret Service, established at the end of World War I by a highly distinguished duke, was nearly a century old. S.H.I.E.L.D. was a stepchild compared to it.
However, although they are both mysterious organisations hidden from the world's view, the overall strength of the Royal Gentlemen is much weaker than that of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is backed by the World Security Council and possesses various black technologies.
However, in terms of the quality of individual agents, although the Royal Gentlemen are few in number, every one of them is at least a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent of level 6 or above.
In particular, Harry Hart, now the strongest of the Royal Gentlemen Galahad, whose battle performance in the film is definitely not below that of Hawkeye and Black Widow.
It is also the man in front of Mathison.
"Phantom Kid, the teaser letter was very classy, but unfortunately, using the legend of the Knights of the Round Table’s legend, it was very easy to decipher."
Harry said blandly.
"Following the guidance of fate
Q will finally set foot on the land to reproduce the prophecy
When L commits an unforgivable sin, he is replaced by the most gracious G
B can only make the final decision
Because the cunning M is ready to pierce K's heart!”
"By ‘the guidance of fate,’ you meant the planned royal itinerary, and once Her Majesty had ‘ set foot on the land,’ you activated the mechanism to make the long-prepared sword in the stone fall and ‘reproduce the prophecy.’"
"In the playing cards, Lancelot represents the Jack of Clubs, which would also imply that the time of your action is at exactly eleven o'clock at night."
"Bedevere repeatedly hesitated three times before deciding to return the holy sword, so the key number is three, combined with ‘Gawain’ in the previous sentence, with the third letter in the logarithm being ‘W’, or ‘West West.’"
"Hence the dummy you used to gather the doves before flying in from the West, and now intending to escape through the woods west of the statue as well."
"These woods are so large that you were able to see through my escape route, you are really worthy of being a Royal Agent."
After hearing Harry's complete interpretation, Mathison was not surprised at all but instead smiled calmly.
Upon hearing the word Royal Agent, Harry's pupils shrank, their existence was unknown even to Queen Elizabeth, how did this crossover Phantom Kid know about it?
"Phantom Kid, it looks like you have a lot of secrets."
Harry stared deeply at Mathison, difficult to discern his appearance against the light, but the look in his bare other eye revealed confidence that was in control.
"That's the best compliment you can pay to a thief, Mr Galahad."
Did he actually even know the agent’s code name? ...
Harry's face didn't change as he continued.
"The terrain in these woods is complex, but there are only three routes that will lead to a successful escape from Robinson Park, using the statue as coordinates to the west."
"The first is to follow a south-westerly direction. After about two kilometres, the road will take you into the branch of the Splendor River."
"The second is to escape directly west. About three kilometres away, there is a watchtower from which you can fly directly out of the park on a glider. I thought you would have chosen to go that way."
"The last one is here, northwest, and five kilometres further back is where the Finger River branches off."
"Oh? Then why did you choose to wait here, weren’t you afraid that I would actually go west?", Mathison asked curiously.
Harry had a strange feeling at this point. Obviously, he was in a position where he and Phantom Kid were in absolute hostility, but this thief didn't seem to be at all self-conscious of such a situation. Instead, he was here chatting like he had known him as a friend for a long time.
He was not in a hurry, afraid that the army would come and block him to death?
"In fact, even if you choose the other two roads, you will not be able to escape just the same, because our people are spread over those spots, and I believe in their ability."
Additionally, it was his agents’ final exam...
Those words didn't come out of Harry's mouth because of one thing he realised after meeting Mathison: they had completely underestimated this Phantom Kid. The odds of winning against him are hard to tell when pitting Eggsy or Roxy alone against him.
"You know, I've always believed in the saying..."
Harry didn't want to go on and was going to just show his hand.
"If you don't know your manners, you can't stand for yourself, can you?"
Mathison said what Harry wanted to say, a phrase that only an English gentleman would utter.
It was impossible for anyone to maintain absolute self-control when what they wanted to say was said by someone else.
As a result, Harry lost his focus for a moment.
Mathison seized this momentary opportunity and quickly closed in on Harry, trying to subdue him.
However, unlike his previous opponents, Harry was able to regain his focus in just a split second.
The knife that Mathison aimed at Harry's neck was blocked by an umbrella before it could fall.
The umbrella spun around with a subtle force and brought Mathison's arm to the side.
Mathison drew back in a hurry to avoid Harry's ensuing elbow strike.
"Whoosh!"
At some point, Mathison's index and middle fingers had clasped a playing card and flung it out as he closed the gap between him and Harry.
Harry quickly tilted his head, and the poker card passed the side of his cheek, leaving a light red cut..
Harry's eyes flashed with fear as he watched another poker card appear in Mathison's hand.
