The Swiss minister in charge of receiving the Queen had long since heard about Black Cat from Clifford, so he was rather in a spot. He said, "But Black Cat once said that everyone who has seen what she looks like is dead... She had also requested to wear a mask when she took on this assignment, so..."
The bodyguard said arrogantly, "Perhaps you can go over and ask. I don't think anyone would refuse the Queen's request."
The main issue here was: how ridiculous would it be if someone wearing a mask was among the Queen's personal bodyguards?
It would look really awful, which would greatly affect their public image.
The Queen had also heard their conversation, but she ignored them.
She had always been high up in the air. In her world, it was only right that these people obeyed her orders. In fact, they should even be proud of being able to protect her.
The Queen continued toward the exit of the airport.
"Are you sure you want to give up the opportunity? You guys best think carefully what your purpose is for coming to escort and protect the Queen," said Clifford to Black Panther.
Black Panther replied, "But before we came, we had already agreed that Black Cat would be wearing a mask."
It was most certainly their greatest honor to be selected by the Queen to be her personal guard. If word of it spread in the future, it would bring them a lot of fame.
With that, the Assassin Alliance would be able to openly, and uprightly, transform into the Assassin Security Agency.
When Nora first heard the new company name, she had been speechless.
Since they were a security agency, couldn't they remove the word "assassin"?! The name made it sound as if they were guarding assassins instead.
Clifford sighed and said, "You guys also said that Black Cat wouldn't be able to come, but isn't she still here in the end?"
It's not the same.
Black Panther silently grumbled inwardly. Could Black Cat even take off her mask?
She was a copycat! There was no way she could remove it.
Although losing an opportunity like that was a huge pity, Black Panther simply couldn't allow Black Cat's face to be shown in public—for Black Cat's sake, as well as for Ms. Smith's.
Black Panther refused the offer. "We really can't."
When Abbott, who was next to him, first saw Clifford approaching, he'd thought that the Queen had really taken notice of him, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the fake Black Cat instead?
Thus, when he heard Black Panther refusing the offer, he scoffed, looked at Nora, and said, "Of course they wouldn't dare to—because she's fake!"
Black Panther looked at him frostily. "It is our organization's responsibility to protect Black Cat's identity."
"... Never mind, then. What a shame, though," said Clifford.
After speaking, Clifford left and went after the Queen's bodyguard. After saying a few words to him, the bodyguard cast another glance at them.
Then, he went to report to the Queen.
When the Queen heard of this, a look of surprise came over her face. However, she didn't spare them even a glance but instead said, "Nevermind, then."
The person next to the Queen couldn't help but comment, "How shameless and unappreciative."
Nora wasn't aware of what was happening there.
Instead, her eyes were completely fixed on the big and tall figure following the Queen.
The man's muscles were well-proportioned and every step he took was regular and rhythmic as though every muscle on his body was just right.
Nora had only ever seen a good figure like this on Barbarian.
Every human's muscles developed differently post-training because the way everyone exerted force in training was different.
But this was not the case for Barbarian. He was naturally endowed with perfect muscles because he had been injected with the gene serum.
As bodyguards were not allowed to wear masks because they represented the British Royal Family, Nora finally managed to get a clear look at Barbarian's face.
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