In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

“Huh…! Huh…!”

Aurora... Aurora...

This rain continued across the western side of the vast Britain, spanning the north and south, from Lancaster in the north to Salisbury in the south.

In order not to leave any evidence and to hide his tracks, he gave up his daily flight and ran back to Salisbury as quickly as possible. He was covered in mud, but he didn't care about anything else.

Aurora...Aurora, tell me.

That’s right…I did this for you. I did this for you…!

No, it doesn't matter.

Even if I am covered in dirt, it doesn't matter, as long as I can get your reply and thanks...

I only do this because I love you...

Whether it is what he is doing now or his past relationship with Guinevere.

As long as you can say "thank you" to me with a smile, I will be satisfied... I won't ask for anything else...

The heavy rain continued to fall until the Dragon Fairy returned to Salisbury in a panic. During this time, the news that the entire Mirror Clan had been slaughtered and killed had spread throughout the Fairy Kingdom.

Out of worry and fear, the fairy knight Lancelot did not dare to go through the main gate again, but secretly entered through the side door just to bypass the guards who were on duty daily.

But when she sneaked into the hall, she saw Clare with Aurora.

"According to reports, the Mirror Clan's city of Lancaster was destroyed overnight, and the goblins of the Mirror Clan were also slaughtered."

"It is said that it might have been done by Moss, but how could Moss have climbed over the city wall?"

Klar frowned slightly. An entire clan suddenly disappeared overnight. This was truly a shocking event.

Looking at the entire fairy kingdom of Britain, there are only seven fairy clans that have appeared in history. Now the Mirror Clan, which has the ability to predict, has been suddenly wiped out, and not a single one is left. Such a serious incident is unprecedented in the entire history of fairies.

"Klar, what do you think?"

Aurora didn't rush to speak, but just asked for Clare's opinion.

"Could it be that His Majesty Morgan was angered by the prophecy of Ainsel?"

Klar hesitated for a moment, not knowing who he thought of in the few seconds of silence, and then he opened his mouth to ask.

However, Aurora shook her head slightly, as if she had never expected that Clare would actually think this way, and said, "This is absolutely impossible. Your Majesty Morgan is a thoughtful person."

"She treasured the prophecy of the Mirror Clan that spoke of the future as a treasure."

"After all, Lord Ainsel is also an extremely outstanding clan leader who is concerned about the future of Britain."

When she thought of this, Aurora couldn't help but frowned in pain: "Ah... poor Mirror Clan, they ended up like this."

"The one who attacked Lancaster must be a being that does not belong to this world."

"He must be the most filthy and corrupt beast in Britain."

"No matter how beautiful your appearance becomes, you are just imitating me poorly."

"——Ahh, it's so disgusting——that kind of creature, just thinking about it makes me feel so dirty that it makes me sick."

"——"

The goblin hiding behind the exquisite stone pillar heard every word of these words. Finally, he could no longer endure the devastating pain and fled from the cathedral.

Outside the cathedral, the dragon fairy stood in the heavy rain as if she had lost her soul, letting the cold raindrops wet her long silver hair that was like a waterfall, and then flow down her delicate face, mixed with her tears.

“Wuwuwuwu… Ahhhhhh… Ahhhhh…”

The desperate cries spread in the heavy rain, but did not travel far before being drowned out by the sound of the heavy rain.

——It’s a miracle, it is indeed a miracle.

That day, she gently picked up the horrible, squirming piece of flesh from the mud.

"Hello, my lovely self, or would good morning be more appropriate for you?"

"My name is Aurora, what's your name?"

At that moment, I gained a soul, possessed a body, understood my heart, and knew my aspirations.

——I know, love.

but……

"Yes, I know, I know everything, she is just like that, she is just such a fairy, but——"

The desperate, almost shattered voice had not yet finished when a familiar figure appeared in front of the Dragon Fairy from outside the cathedral, holding a black and blue umbrella.

That is——

"The person that everyone says needs to be redeemed in Salisbury... turns out to be you, Lancelot."

She was extremely familiar with that figure, because that was the most beautiful existence in the Fairy Kingdom.

A hundred years ago, at the Queen's coronation ceremony, the fairy in her wedding dress shocked the whole of Britain.

At the same time, she was also the one she had embraced at the place where she was born, another fairy like her.

"Guinevere..."

The Queen in front of him was not wearing her usual dress, but a solemn black short robe. Her black hair was no longer so eye-catching, and her starry eyes looked even more dazzling.

"Why...why are you in Salisbury today?"

She didn't dare raise her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks. She could only let the tears flow down her cheeks along with the rain and silently prayed that he couldn't see.

Although the umbrella in his hand was big enough, Guinevere had no intention of shielding her from the rain.

The starry eyes only fell on the cheek of the dragon fairy. In the dark night, the boundaries between rain and tears had already blurred, and he whispered softly.

"…Should we say that our similarities lead to our shared destiny?"

"Well, I guess it won't be too different."

The voice is still pleasant, but the laughter is no longer there, and the eyes no longer reflect the figure of the past.

"me……"

"Okay, shut up for now. I don't want to hear anything more from you."

"You are in a very unstable state right now... Is this the price of love?"

Guinevere didn't want to talk to her any more, but with the help of the cursed tools his wife gave him, he could more or less figure out what had happened to the Dragon Fairy.

"Is this love or a curse?"

Guinevere's words sounded like a question, but he came up with his own answer.

"Love that is self-indulgent is love that traps oneself."

"Just to preserve this kind of love, from the perspective of an outsider, you... forget it."

"Hmm, just like me who always hoped to stay by your side forever."

"However, it would be shameless to simply assume that I have nothing to do with you from now on. After all, it was you who rescued me from the Dragon Sea Lake area. It's time to repay you for saving my life."

Guinevere held up the umbrella with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards the fairy knight Lancelot.

"Guinevere..."

The magnificent figure was reflected in the golden crystal eyes, and the dragon fairy felt like a thorn in his throat.

Yes, what he said was not wrong. It was all his own fault that he ended up like this. He could not blame anyone else.

If, if once upon a time, I had chosen him instead of Aurora... would everything be different?

Guinevere could not hear the fairy knight Lancelot's thoughts, he just knew that he had to do something for her.

An existence that requires the existence of others to maintain is ultimately sad.

If that's the case...

"I can't do anything more for you, but at least I want to repay you for giving me a new life."

"——Dragon Fairy, I wish that you will no longer be bound by the shackles of so-called love and live only for yourself."

The strong red light penetrated Guinevere's slightly thick robe.

——That was the first and last strength left after all the traces left in the past were wasted.

A supreme blessing that is enough for the world to respond to.

The strong red light seemed to have received a response from the world, weaving into threads of light and falling on the dragon fairy in front of him.

She lowered her head slightly and subconsciously caught the light that was like silk threads and branches.

Then it merged into her body and disappeared.

"...I see. Your Majesty, the supreme blessing you mentioned... is this what it means?"

Guinevere could clearly feel that he seemed to be missing a part of himself, something that had been attached to him since birth, yet still distant.

A certain power that cannot be explained, cannot be recognized, but exists in reality.

And now, one third of this power has been consumed.

If you want to observe it intuitively, perhaps after taking off the clothes, you can see that the amount of "Command Seals" on the body is reduced by one third.

Guinevere didn't think there was anything to regret. Whether it was his friends' final request or his repayment for her kindness, it was worth using up this supreme blessing.

"I am..."

"Okay, you're free."

Guinevere said lightly.

"Guinevere... you said... freedom? What freedom?"

“I no longer need to live for someone or for anyone. Isn’t this freedom?”

He stretched out his hand under the protection of the umbrella, and drops of slightly cool water fell on his white fingertips and gathered in his bloodless palm in the night.

"If you insist on staying with Aurora, I can't stop you. This is your choice and has nothing to do with me."

"As for doing this, I just want to repay your kindness to me, so there is no need to thank you."

"From now on, you and I will owe each other nothing."

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Act 11: Rainy Night, The Selected Gun

The dragon fairy was stunned for a moment, and Guinevere was unwilling to stay here any longer.

Drops of rain fell on his fingertips, and Guinevere turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait...wait! Guinevere...!"

The dragon fairy, who had just woken up from a dream, subconsciously reached out and grabbed Guinevere's hand that was wet by the rain.

She didn't know how long it had been since she held Guinevere's hand like this. Even after a hundred years, the boy's fingertips were still as delicate as ever.

After this restraint disappeared along with the desperate love, she subconsciously grasped the hand of the savior.

"Guinevere... I..."

However, before the Dragon Fairy could finish his words, the cold fingertips shook off the Dragon Fairy's clenched hand without hesitation.

The fairy knight Lancelot suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the tears that had not yet shed slid down along with the rain.

"I've already said that I'm only doing this to repay your kindness in giving me a new life. Besides that, we don't owe each other anything."

Guinevere looked back, and those starry eyes were no longer full of smiles as they once were. Those cold eyes were not icy, but they were enough to hurt the heart of the dragon fairy.

"Also, please don't let me talk any more nonsense, Sir Lancelot, please respect yourself."

Guinevere, holding an umbrella, turned and left without a trace of reluctance.

But the dragon fairy, who had realized that she had missed too many opportunities, was unwilling to let go, so she immediately chased after him.

"Wait! Guinevere! Listen to me--"

However, those who might have been caught up with a hundred years ago, could not be caught up with at this moment no matter what.

Guinevere raised his hand and the mirror opened immediately, and the light curtain submerged the magnificent figure holding the umbrella and leaving.