In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

I'm afraid I can't do anything to help my sister, right?

Percival sighed silently in his heart.

Should I tell His Highness...

As soon as this thought came into Percival's mind, he quickly rejected it.

His Highness already dislikes my sister, and my sister has no intention of contacting His Highness. If I speak rashly, it will only add fuel to the fire...

Ah...what is going on?

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The subsequent thrush conference ended quickly amid several days of bustling noises.

The process in between is no longer important, no one will care about the weak anyway.

The only surprising thing is that the winner this time is not a member of the clan, nor a newly born fairy, but a human being.

That's right, a human.

This unprecedented news immediately caused a sensation throughout the entire fairy kingdom.

This is a human being! Normally, the goblins can easily kill or dispose of this human being!

What a surprising news!

The final winner of the martial arts tournament for the entire fairy kingdom would actually be a mere human?

It's so interesting.

Countless fairies couldn't help but cheer for joy, even though it seemed like this had nothing to do with them.

But yeah, but, isn’t it really interesting?

The human knights defeated the hateful queen's knights!

If the human knight who appeared at the Thimbleweed Conference did not look like a teenager, the fairies would have thought that this human knight who suddenly appeared from nowhere was the Son of Man!

But this is not the case.

Afterwards, the queen summoned the knight, who quickly caused an uproar in the fairy kingdom.

With her appreciation and her lover's pleading behind her back, the queen even intends to recruit him as the next Fairy Knight.

However, faced with all the promises made by the queen, the knight simply chose to refuse.

"Wait—Percival, why?"

After the audience with Her Majesty Queen Morgan ended, Percival was pulled to an empty corner by Guinevere, who had listened to the whole meeting from the beginning until now and then suddenly felt depressed despite his expectations.

"Um... Your Highness."

Percival was somewhat embarrassed when facing Guinevere, who looked confused and resentful.

"I'm very sorry for failing to live up to your highness's expectations and trust in me. I'm sure that a considerable part of the conditions promised by His Majesty Morgan were fought for by your highness. I'm very grateful here."

As he spoke, Percival bowed slightly towards Guinevere.

"Oh... that's not what I wanted to say."

Guinevere sighed softly. In his opinion, what he had fought for Percival was actually nothing. His wife also agreed to his proposal without any rejection.

But these promises and rewards were external things, and Guinevere himself never cared about them.

"There is only one thing I want to ask, Percival."

Guinevere's starry eyes reflected the figure of the Knight of White Light, and he couldn't help but ask: "Why did you refuse His Majesty?"

He knew very well that his wife was the kind of person who would make the best use of everything around her. If there was something valuable, she would try her best to take it and use it for herself.

But, in the final analysis, this is just a strategy of the Queen.

Therefore, she rarely sticks to anyone deliberately, nor does she ask for reasons. A single word of agreement or rejection is enough to determine a person's value to the Queen.

I'm afraid Tristan and I are just a rare exception...

"…Because I know very well that everything I have gained in Camelot may not be what I want."

Percival said this with great seriousness.

"..."

Guinevere did not get angry and ask what he wanted, but just fell into silence for a while.

"Is this your own choice, not an idea forced on you by Lancelot and the others?"

Guinevere asked after a few seconds of silence.

"Yes, this is my own idea and has nothing to do with others."

There was no trace of lies in Percival's mouth.

"That's it."

Guinevere just nodded in the end. Although he felt very sorry, since it was Percival's own choice, he should not interfere.

“… Never mind. Perhaps everyone really has their own unique path to follow.”

Guinevere smiled.

"Well, I won't interfere with your thoughts and decisions. I just want you to go on with a clear conscience."

"Of course, if you figure it out, you can always come to me. I welcome you anytime."

"Well... Thank you for your understanding and trust, Your Highness."

Guinevere's magnanimous behavior made Percival, who had always been taken care of by him, feel ashamed.

"Okay, don't take it too seriously. This is my initiative to show you my kindness. Whether you accept it or reject it, you have your reasons to make your own decision."

Guinevere smiled and said, "To be honest, I am glad that you can make your own choice. Percival."

"At least this way you won't look like a caged bird that I raised, that just wanted to be free but forgot to fly, and left a small cage and entered a bigger one."

"I once read in a book that human will should be free and cannot be constrained."

"Unfortunately, in the fairy kingdom, not all humans are destined to have the right to embrace freedom, but I hope you can."

"........."

Guinevere's words caused Percival to fall silent for a while. His light blue eyes could only look in amazement at the young man in front of him who had always been like a brother to him.

“…? Oh, sorry, did I say something that sounded weird?”

Guinevere noticed Percival's abnormal look and couldn't help but speak.

"No, it's just that your Highness' words somewhat surprised me..."

Percival said.

"...Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go. Didn't I say I would give you something at the end? Come with me."

"I originally wanted to give it as a gift to celebrate your becoming a fairy knight, but in this situation, it can only be a farewell gift, Percival."

With a somewhat helpless murmur, Guinevere brought Percival to the west side of the royal city, which was the barracks of the core forces of the Queen's Army. It was a powerful army like the Knights, which could be called an army within an army.

"Your Highness?"

Percival then noticed that after arriving at the military camp west of the city, they came to an exceptionally large stable.

In the stable in front of them, a tall, snow-white horse appeared in front of them.

"This is……?"

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Act 16 - Death of Balaam

"His name is Kentrey, and he's a very good goblin horse."

Guinevere walked up to the tall snow-white horse and gently stroked its fur.

"咴咴."

Hearing Guinevere's praise, the fairy horse named Kentrey responded with joy.

"Come, Kentrey, look."

Guinevere stroked the snow-white horse's head, pointed at Percival in front of him and said, "He will be your companion in the future. What do you think?"

As fantasy creatures, fairy horses are more intelligent than ordinary horses, and the best of them can even speak human language.

Although Kentrie could not speak, he was still intelligent. He looked in the direction of Her Majesty the Queen's finger and saw a knight who was tall, strong, and heroic like himself and far superior to his kind.

"咴咴."

Kentry snorted; the knight in front of him did attract his attention.

Judging from the intuition of a fairy horse, he is definitely a very good knight.

If this is the case, choosing this knight as your partner seems to be a good choice.

"This is……?"

"It seems that it likes you very much."

A smile appeared on Guinevere's face. It was a great honor for a knight to be able to get tied to a fairy horse and then become one with the horse on the battlefield.

"Then your Highness means..."

"Kentry will be handed over to you from now on. You two will be the closest comrades in arms. I hope you can get along well with each other."

Guinevere raised his hand and said.

"Well...thank you, Your Highness."

Percival also realized that this was probably the gift that His Highness had been reluctant to reveal to him before. For a knight, it must be an extremely lucky thing for a strong warhorse to become a partner who shares his mind.

And now I just happened to encounter such an opportunity...

Following Guinevere's advice, while silently enduring the anxiety and restlessness that came from his heart, Percival slowly raised his hand and then slowly placed it on the snow-white horse.

"Whew—Whew."

Kentrie did not resist, but leaned his head forward very calmly.

Listening to the snorting, although Percival still couldn't figure out what this fairy horse meant, it didn't seem to resist?

"I told you, she still likes you very much."

Guinevere chuckled. Rather than leaving this outstanding fairy horse to spend its days bored in the stables of the royal city, it would surely prefer to gallop on the battlefield and in the fields.

From then on, the legend left by Percival at the Robin Conference has been sung in the paradise of Britain ever since, and the White Knight himself chose to return to Salisbury first to take care of his teacher whose health was getting worse.

"Is that so... Then do you want me to give you a ride again?"

Guinevere sighed softly. The time of parting was always coming, and now, perhaps, was the time for them to say goodbye.

Will we be able to meet again in the future?

Guinevere didn't know, and he really couldn't guess what would happen in the future that no one knew about since the deaths of several Mirror Clans.

"No, Your Highness, please don't bother me to take these few more steps."

Percival felt somewhat melancholy in his heart. After this meeting, he didn't know when he would see His Highness again.

By then, will they still be able to get along as closely as they do now?

Percival couldn't guess, but he was really unsure.

...After all, what I am about to do is exactly what His Highness has at the moment.

"fair enough."

Guinevere sighed softly, then raised his hand and opened the mirror. Light shone through the door across the space, revealing an indescribable beauty.

Percival held Kentry's hand, bowed slightly to the young man in front of him, then turned and walked into the Door of the Mirror.

With the flowing light, Percival returned to Salisbury.

After settling Kentrie in the stable at home, Percival immediately went to visit his teacher.

"Teacher? Teacher? Teacher Balan?"