In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

In the Fairyland, I Became the Fairy Queen Author: A patient who died from severe overwork

Summary:

Why have we come to this point?

Yeah, actually even I am thinking about this.

No, you misunderstood. My marriage to His Majesty was not because of you, nor has it anything to do with Sir Tristan.

To be honest, I don't hate you. After all, it's you who gave me a new life.

Maybe I should thank you for bringing me to Camelot.

This makes me even more grateful to you for letting me meet someone who is truly worthy of my love.

Well, stop here, Fairy Knight Sir Lancelot, the wedding is about to begin.

Next, it's time for me to spend time with Morgan, no, my wife.

Also known as, "I seriously suspect there is something wrong with my Chaldea 2"

The sequel of the original book with three million words will not be abandoned as long as it is not taken off the shelves.

Pseudo-Act 1 ~ My first encounter with her

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I feel it, I feel it.

Like myself, like a bystander.

The free and scattered consciousness is gathering together, just like the soft snow accumulated on the ground is being molded into a snowball.

The existence called self was born.

The existence named ■■ has been lost.

There is no sadness at all, because it has been forgotten, completely forgotten.

To the point that I completely forgot what I was sad about.

I could only feel that the existence that could barely be called my own was condensed in a liquid.

Like a fetus.

Like a pupa.

Struggling, struggling.

Following its instinct, the squirming being was no longer tolerated "there" and was therefore expelled.

I can't cry, and I can't laugh.

I can't say it, I can't shout it out.

I don't know whether I am dead or alive now, it doesn't make any sense anyway.

But it seemed as if something was pushing me to keep moving forward.

■■■■

■■■■?

It sounded like someone was talking, but I couldn't hear it clearly, and even if I could hear it clearly, I wouldn't be able to understand it.

But the momentum of all this makes it impossible to maintain the status quo any longer. We want to... at least, get rid of the current situation.

Subconsciously "using" an existence that I didn't know how to describe, I struggled to escape from this liquid.

But no.

The existence called self is really too heavy a burden. Maintaining this state for even one more second would be too much pain.

No...no...

If this continues, if it continues like this...!

For any "living" life, it itself is the firewood that never stops burning. Pour a single form of gasoline on it, which can make a life burn fiercely, the desire for life.

This is the most primitive impulse and desire.

No one is born to die.

This is what someone, ■■■, said to "himself".

That's it. I can't forget it no matter what. I can't forget it. I can't remember anything at all, but the passion that was inspired and burned by those unknown words is still flowing in my body.

Struggling - struggling, as if just for such an illusory obsession, the concept that was framed and constrained as "him" tried hard to stretch out the "hand" that was gradually condensed by the "concept" in the mud.

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Why did you return to this lake area?

I don’t know, maybe I just wanted to come back and take a look on a whim.

Britain's most beautiful dragon fairy flew high in the sky, across the endless mountains and rolling hills, and came to the place where she once rested.

The remains of Albion, the oldest and last dragon, rest here.

The thousands-meter-long dragon skeleton turned into a mangrove-like lake area, and my former self slept here forever. As a part of the dragon's past, the rotten piece of flesh, I don't know whether I am dead or alive, and I can't move.

In the end, he was just pulled up by some nosy goblin.

It became like this.

So even if she left, this lake area was where she once rested, and it could be considered her hometown.

Always come back to take a look.

But this time, the dragon fairy found something strange.

She had sensed since she landed that there was an unusual aura in the previously peaceful and dark swamp.

She couldn't help but frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

No matter what, this is where she once lived, and it is also the resting place of Albion. No one is allowed to disturb the dragon's resting place.

The sharp blades on her wrists were unsheathed and condensed into long swords as bright as the surface of a pure lake.

She felt the aura that she had never encountered before, and followed it all the way from the outermost area of ​​the Longhai Lake area to the center of the lake area.

The former dragon bones stand here like jade pillars supporting the sky. The mosses growing on them and the lush trees around them silently illustrate the many years that have passed here.

This is the last peaceful place of the dragon fairy, and it must not be disturbed or destroyed by outsiders.

With this thought in mind, the beautiful dragon fairy moved step by step closer to the lake swamp where she was once picked up.

There is a place where the flesh and blood of dragons rotted, turning into the soil and roots that nourish the land, and a quagmire that accumulated countless disasters.

Although it is not yet strong enough to condense into a harmful disaster, ordinary fairies dare not approach here.

but……

Walking step by step into the dim swamp, the dragon fairy's eyes, which were as bright as gold and as transparent as amber, changed color involuntarily.

She quickly sheathed the sharp blades on her wrists, and jumped into the swamp where she had been picked up without hesitation, grabbing the struggling figure.

Because in just a moment she understood that the strange existence was not an invader, but a "kindred spirit" like her.

In the slightly cold water of the swamp, she grabbed the hand that refused to give up struggling, and then slowly picked him up.

It was as if she had picked me up from the mire in the past, and the spring-like greetings,

"Cough-cough!"

But unlike her who turned into the most beautiful dragon fairy in an instant because of that kindness and love, the boy in her arms was naked, coughing and shedding tears like a newborn baby.

There is no doubt that he is not of the same origin as himself, nor is he a part of the dragon of the past, but at the same time, the indescribable sense of familiarity with him and the feeling of wanting to get close to him are equally strong.

The fine and soft waist-length hair stuck to the boy's snow-white skin. His perfect face and starry eyes that had just opened with tears still brimming were like clear sapphires reflecting the colors of the stars in the night sky.

What a nice view……

Even the most self-respecting and beautiful dragon fairy in the fairy kingdom couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of the boy she was holding.

"Cough...cough..."

The young man in his arms finally regained some consciousness and murmured something subconsciously.

The figure of the boy was reflected in those crystal eyes that were as dazzling as gold and as transparent as amber. In that glance that seemed to have lasted for who knows how many years, she seemed to see...

...No, that's not right.

"…Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

The Dragon Fairy's tone was gentle, soothing the boy who was as bewildered as a newborn baby, but even so, she still felt that something was wrong with the boy.

It seems like it is shaking, is it because of fear?

"……cold……"

The boy curled up his body, and the only heat he had was taken away by the pool water.

As a newly born being, he has not yet activated his magic power and is as fragile as a human.

"Cold? I see!"

The dragon fairy reacted immediately, picked up the boy from the pool, and immediately lit a fire. He cut some branches and piled them up to make a messy thing that was hard to call a tent.

The magic power in his body drove the air flow, and then he stood in front of the naked boy across the fire, blowing streams of hot air onto the boy, drying his wet body and hair.

"Thank you...thank you."

The boy silently dried the hair that was sticking to his body, then combed it, exposing his entire face to the firelight, and expressed his gratitude to the dragon fairy who saved him.

The fair skin, the straight nose, the stunning face that was exactly like the fairy in her mind, as if the entire Milky Way had condensed into a one-inch pupil of the sea of ​​stars, and a faint arc revealed between the thin lips. Even the most beautiful fairy would surely fall for this smile.

"Ahem...mm."

The dragon fairy was slightly stunned. That pure smile was so beautiful that even she was stunned inadvertently.

"It seems that you are not a fairy... Could it be that you are a human?"

"Fairy? Human?"

The boy was ignorant and confused.

"No... Although it doesn't have the iconic physical features of the six major clans, this amount of magic power alone makes it impossible for it to be human... Could it be a fairy from a new race that has just been born?"

Seeing the young boy's particularly ignorant look, the Dragon Fairy found a fairly self-consistent answer after pondering for a moment.

"As a member of a new tribe, you have just been born, but the place where you were born is not that good..."

The dragon fairy with snow-white silver hair looked at the young man who could only barely cover his body with tree branches and the fire, and took a deep breath.

"I still have to start from the beginning."

"Well, then, I will take you to Salisbury tomorrow, and there I will teach you everything you need to know."

"…Okay?"

Faced with the dragon fairy's request, the young man was just slightly stunned. He stared at the girl who picked him up from the dark swamp in a trance. In fact, he didn't know the meaning of everything she said.

But he still chose to accept it, probably because he had a longing figure in his heart.

"……Um."

If I had to ask why... maybe it was because she saved me?

What the naive boy didn't know was that the beautiful dragon fairy's act of saving him was not actually simple.

...Once, also here, a nosy fairy pulled her out of the dark swamp. When she hugged the boy who was also immersed in the swamp, did her heart also feel close to someone?

Perhaps only the Dragon Fairy himself understands this idea at this moment.

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PS: This book is a sequel to a certain book. Friends who have read the original book or not are welcome to read it.

Act II: In Salisbury