In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

"Percival is the second and most powerful knight in the Knights of the Round Table in the drifter. Perhaps you are a natural knight or warrior."

Guinevere nodded slightly and said, "Then do you know where Clare is today?"

However, the young man named Percival became stunned after hearing Guinevere's name.

"Did I hear you wrongly? Are you Her Majesty the Queen?!"

Little Percival's light blue eyes were filled with shock.

The great man who was only active in various legends and rumors actually appeared in front of him on such an ordinary afternoon.

Little Percival didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Well, if there's no one else called Guinevere, then it's me you're talking about, isn't it?"

Guinevere chuckled. The eyes of the child in front of him made him, who had lived for more than a hundred years, a little dazed. The light blue eyes reminded him of the oldest and most mature person among the group of children in the courtyard.

No, if I must say, Jack's eyes are more like ocean blue.

A glimmer of reminiscence flashed across Guinevere's starry eyes.

It really makes people miss it.

"Your Majesty... Looking for Lord Kral?"

There was a hint of hesitation in little Percival's tone.

Although it is true that Lady Kral is also very powerful, but compared with the Queen of the entire Fairy Kingdom, I am afraid it is difficult to be compared with her...

"Well, I haven't been back to Salisbury for a long time. It's rare that I want to come back and take a look."

Guinevere nodded slightly, appearing unusually gentle.

It was completely different from the cruelty and lewdness in the rumors...

Although little Percival was full of doubts, he did not ask directly.

After all, such offensive words will definitely make people angry...

"Hey, it's getting late. You haven't had dinner yet, right? Do you want to go get something to eat with me?"

It was a rare opportunity to see a human child who was just like them in the past, and Guinevere couldn't help but become interested and want to talk to him more.

"Eh - I, I don't need that. The nursing home will arrange meals on time, and there are not many hours allowed for going out. I don't have that much free time."

Although it might be a great honor to be invited by Her Majesty the Queen, considering the rules of the orphanage, little Percival chose to refuse after hesitating for a moment.

"Orphanage? Do orphanages exist in the Fairy Country?"

Guinevere raised an eyebrow in surprise.

After all, after producing humans, the human ranch will ship them out according to requirements, and after shipping, humans, no matter how big or small, are the spiritual nutrition source of the fairies, and this is something that cannot be changed in any way.

But after leaving the ship, humans are collected and sent to orphanages for further education? What is Aurora up to?

"Forget it. If you refuse, there is no need for me to force you."

Guinevere said with just a slight sigh of regret.

"Well, according to what you said, I'm afraid I've wasted your time - then just go do your own thing, and I'll go find Klar myself."

Having said this, Guinevere decided not to bother the child who seemed to be in a hurry any longer.

"Ah-well, thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

"Hey, it's okay, just call me Your Highness. I'll find you next time if I have the chance."

Guinevere smiled.

"Ah."

A smile appeared on little Percival's face. It seemed that the rumors in Salisbury were not entirely true. Her Majesty the Queen was not some lustful and cruel queen, but a very good enchantress.

"—Percival, what are you doing here?"

Just as the two were about to leave, a voice came along the pure white corridor of the cathedral.

Little Percival turned around and saw the fairy with pink butterfly wings on its back approaching.

"Lord Krall."

The silver-haired boy spoke subconsciously, but found that the stern goblin's attention was not on him.

"…Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Klar walked straight past the little Percival in front of him, looked at the boy whom he had taught from a blank sheet of paper and who had now become the Queen of Spring, and asked.

Although it was still honorific, there was no respect for Guinevere in her tone.

"Nothing, I just haven't been to Salisbury for a long time, so I wanted to take a look."

No matter what she said to anyone, Guinevere was always gentle when it came to Clare.

"Well, indeed... When was the last time you were in Salisbury? Ten years ago?"

"Roughly the same……"

Guinevere still felt somewhat guilty when facing Klar's questioning.

Whatever the reason, it was his fault that he hadn't come back to see her for so long.

"Never mind—what about you and Percival?"

Clare sighed. Guinevere was always like this no matter what time it was.

"I just happened to meet this kid on my way here."

Guinevere said.

"What? In the cathedral?"

Klar was slightly stunned, then frowned.

"Percival, are you——"

"Okay, this kid didn't do anything wrong, don't blame him."

"Do you really have to protect others in front of me?"

Klar's reaction to Guinevere could no longer be described as angry, and there was only helplessness in his tone.

"Because Klar is too strict. This child is exactly like me back then..."

"enough."

Klar interrupted Guinevere in a serious tone, her pink eyes were filled with seriousness and anger as if a painful point had been touched.

"——Don't compare yourself to others. This is the only thing I won't allow you to say."

Percival was startled by Clare's sudden change of expression, and Guinevere's eyes also dropped a little.

“I see… I’m sorry.”

"It's good that you understand this."

Clare no longer gave Guinevere any good look and turned away.

"Since you like Percival so much, he will stay with you today."

Having said that, Clare, who was obviously angry, walked away, leaving Guinevere and Percival staring at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness... I seem to have made Master Kral angry..."

"Hey, it's okay. If you want to blame someone, it should be me, right? After all, it's not the first time that I've made Klar angry."

Guinevere shrugged and said jokingly, "From a long time ago, I would inexplicably make Clare angry."

"Then, Your Highness, don't you need to go see Lord Kral?"

"Well...I don't think she needs it..."

Guinevere said hesitantly.

"She has too much self-esteem. I'm afraid she won't tolerate someone who easily irritates her wandering around in front of her."

"... Let's go eat something first, and then we can continue our conversation."

After having some time, Guinevere smiled and took little Percival's hand.

"Your Highness..."

The boy with short silver hair wanted to refuse because he still wanted to go find his sister, but then he thought that his sister would definitely not return to Salisbury until she met Lady Aurora.

"Okay, what do you want to eat? Do you have any favorite restaurants?"

"No... I rarely leave the orphanage. I eat three meals a day in the orphanage. I have basically never been exposed to the food in Salisbury."

"Is that so...Okay, then follow me, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Eh? But aren't we going to Salisbury to eat? Why are we going into the cathedral..."

"I'm not used to the food in Salisbury either. I'd like to let you try my cooking."

Guinevere smiled and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, they should still keep my room."

"Eh eh eh???"

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"Mmm!"

Little Percival's eyes sparkled as he put the food into his mouth.

"How's it going? Does it taste good?"

Guinevere smiled and said that being able to make diners feel genuinely amazed and delighted after tasting the food is what every chef who is not in it for money hopes to see most.

Although he is not a chef and has not been in the kitchen for some time, the psychological aspects are still somewhat similar.

"Hmm - it's better than the food in the orphanage."

Little Percival said with a smile.

"Is the food in the orphanage unpalatable?"

Guinevere asked calmly, as if he didn't mean it.

"Not really. It's just ordinary compared to your highness's meal."

"Well, you have to eat more. Humans need a lot of nutrition to grow strong and healthy."

Guinevere said with a smile.

"And after you grow up, you'll make tools that can activate fairies, right?"

asked little Percival.

Guinevere paused for a moment before answering, "Well, this is Salisbury after all, so there's still a good chance of getting free, right?"

"Hmm... Actually, that's right."

Little Percival didn't know what his words meant to Guinevere, he just thought that Guinevere was comforting him and nodded.

But it's not.

How to treat humans?

Guinevere was somewhat troubled by this question.

He did have a fondness for human beings, because those people did leave an indelible mark in his heart.

However, this good feeling only goes so far.

All of this was created by my wife. She hates fairies and doesn't like humans, and all of this is just as she wished.

Humans are nothing more than existence used to liven up the fairy world, and Guinevere silently accepted this.

If it is what my wife wants, then I have nothing else to ask for.

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Act 4 ~ "Sister" and Balaam

After dinner, Guinevere and Percival began to chat.