In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Since they have been targeted by the demon lord, there is only one outcome: either they die or they destroy it.

Even if they could get rid of it now, Greymagin would begin to roam throughout Britain and become a very dangerous factor.

In that case——!

Guinevere stretched out his hand, and extremely rich magic power condensed into the shape of a greatsword.

But there was someone faster than him.

A brilliant light, like thunder surrounded by dark clouds, tore through the air. Just a flash of lake light cut off the thick arm of the goblin lord.

"Guinevere!"

"I see!!"

A huge amount of magic power was used as fuel to propel him into the air like flying.

The fairy lord who had lost his arms could only watch the enemy appear in front of him.

Then, there was a flash of sword light.

The entire goblin lord was neatly cut in half by Guinevere's final sword.

The magic power quickly dissipated, and the great goblin named Greymakin was destroyed along with his soul amidst the unwilling wails, and there was no possibility of the birth of the "next generation" anymore.

"Ho-"

The ice and snow on the greatsword in his hand, which was constructed by magic power, quickly melted away, and the knight, covered in blood, sat down on the ground helplessly.

"Guinevere, are you okay?!"

The fairy knight Lancelot slowly walked forward and helped the boy up from the ground.

"Well...I'm fine."

Guinevere wanted to appear stronger, but he simply didn't have the strength.

This is the first time that he has used his magic power on such a large scale.

"I'm glad you're okay... I was worried about you just now, wondering if you might have had an accident or something."

"Well, let's go find a place to wash off the dirt on our bodies, and then go back to Camelot at dawn."

Looking at the dragon fairy, whose body was not very clean at the moment, Guinevere nodded subconsciously.

"Ah."

In this way, the dragon fairy took the boy to find a lake not far from Darlington, and under the cover of night, she lit a bonfire on the shore.

"Wow."

Amid the sound of tranquil water waves, the young man took off his bloodstained clothes and threw them into the clear lake water. A faint blood color spread in the lake water.

After washing and wringing, Guinevere cut down a few branches, stood them up in front of the fire, and hung his clothes on them to dry.

"Why do you want to do this? You can just use magic to dry it."

The fairy knight Lancelot took off her blue mask, and her snow-white hair reflected a warm halo under the orange-red flames. She stared at the boy in front of her with her golden eyes and asked.

"Get used to it."

There was something dazed in the boy's eyes. Everything in front of him under the night sky was so similar to the scene when she once lifted him up from the pool.

But the beautiful dragon fairy in front of him was different from that time, and the armor on her body was stained with blood.

"Thank you, Lancelot."

Guinevere said somewhat seriously.

"Hey, what are you thanking me for?"

The Dragon Fairy smiled and said, "We are friends and comrades-in-arms. Isn't it natural for us to help each other?"

"friend……"

The boy subconsciously murmured what she had just said.

"Yes, my friend."

"Yeah, friends, even if, even if we can't be that... being friends is enough."

A faint smile appeared on Guinevere's face.

"Guinevere...?"

The fairy knight Lancelot suddenly saw the half-naked boy stand up, walk to his side and squat down.

Although she didn't feel ashamed of it, she was still a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Don't move."

Guinevere took the wet cuff of his washed clothes and gently rubbed it on the armor of the fairy knight Lancelot, wiping off the blood stains on the blue armor.

“Eh? No, no, you don’t need to do that. I can use my magic to eliminate it…”

The dragon fairy immediately understood the boy's intention and hurriedly explained, but Guinevere did not listen to her, but carefully wiped the blood off her body.

"It's okay, I don't care."

Guinevere smiled and said, "Besides, we are friends, right? Isn't it natural for us to do these things for each other?"

"... Well, what you said... is not wrong..."

The fairy knight Lancelot paused for a moment, then spoke.

Yeah, yeah.

At this moment, they all thought of the same thing.

Even if we can't be each other, at least we can be friends.

Isn’t this great?

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Pseudo-Act 19~How about being my bodyguard?

Camelot Royal City

During the morning court session, the clan leaders, thirty ambassadors, and one hundred ministers were waiting quietly between the thrones.

Although it was already time for the morning court session, there was no sound of the clerk reciting today, which made the ambassadors and ministers somewhat uneasy.

The clan leaders had more or less guessed what His Majesty was up to.

Then, the sound of footsteps climbing up the long stairs was heard, and the Fairy Knight Lancelot and the Fairy Knight Guinevere walked into the throne together.

"Here he comes."

His Majesty Morgan looked at the knight who had walked to the front row and stopped through the black veil, his tone was exceptionally calm.

"Yes, in compliance with your majesty's orders, Guinevere and I have successfully eradicated the "Disaster of Resurrection." "

"--very good."

His Majesty nodded slightly, just glanced at the fairy knight Lancelot, and then set his sights on Guinevere.

The young man looked exceptionally handsome, and compared to the fairy, he seemed to have a different aura.

"Did Guinevere feel any discomfort during this journey?"

"...No, not really. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Guinevere said modestly.

"...I see. Well then, I will grant you Mo Pounds for now. How about 100 million each? I will also grant you a residence in the royal city, which will make it more convenient for you to do things in the future."

His Majesty Morgan didn't even blink at this reward.

"If you have any more extravagant requests, feel free to ask. I have always been lenient to those who have made contributions."

"——Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

Fairy Knight Lancelot and Fairy Knight Guinevere said in unison.

"Okay, if you don't have anything else to do, please leave."

"Guinevere will stay for now."

The boy subconsciously glanced at the fairy knight wearing a blue mask with an inquiring look, and the dragon fairy nodded.

"Yes."

The clan leaders then shut down communications, and the ambassadors and officials left in order.

The fairy knight Gawain, who was standing at the front row, hadn't said anything from the beginning. He just looked at Guinevere meaningfully, then looked away and left.

"Be careful when talking to His Majesty. Don't say anything weird. Remember that."

The fairy knight Lancelot grabbed the corner of Guinevere's clothes, whispered some instructions, and then left with the soldiers of the Queen's Army.

Soon, only His Majesty Morgan on the throne and the knight Guinevere below were left on the huge throne.

"His Majesty."

Guinevere bowed his head slightly.

"...Don't keep your head down, look up at me, look into my eyes."

"Yes."

The long-haired boy then raised his head and looked at the Winter Queen who had ruled the Fairy Kingdom for two thousand years sitting on the Jade Throne.

I have to admit that Her Majesty Morgan must be the most beautiful woman in the entire fairy kingdom. Among the many fairies I have seen, perhaps only Lancelot can compare with her.

The clear colors like the lake and the sky gathered in her eyes, looking directly at herself.

"Spread out your armor and let me see it."

"Yes."

Guinevere then summoned his magic power to reveal the hazy glow hidden in his body.

"I see. Is it something like a concept that is protecting you? Although the original physical armor has disappeared, is the concept still protecting you?"

His Majesty Morgan saw through the nature of the light curtain that was currently covering the young man.

Guinevere didn't say much, after all, even he himself didn't quite understand it.

"...I heard that you are the fairy that Lancelot picked up from the Mirror Lake District?"

"Yes, I woke up after being picked up by Lancelot, but unlike normal fairies, I don't seem to have any records of my "previous generation."

Guinevere answered calmly, without concealing anything or trying to quibble.

"It was Sir Lancelot who saved me and taught me afterwards. It was also her credit that I was able to stand before His Majesty in the end."

"That's it."

His Majesty Morgan nodded slightly as if he knew something.

"Then do you still have any memory of what happened before?"

"Hmm... I can't really explain it. When I think about it carefully, I can't remember anything, but sometimes I can't help but feel something..."

"Have you ever thought about finding your lost memories?"

His Majesty Morgan asked.

"Well... I did think about it, but it's been so long. If I could remember it, I would have remembered it a long time ago, right...?"

There was a hint of bitterness in Guinevere's tone.

"Besides, I don't have any special free time right now. As expected, I'll put off searching for memories until I repay Lancelot for his kindness to me."

His Majesty Morgan was silent for a moment and looked at the young man in front of him.

Although he had lost the eyesight that could see through other people's hearts, the boy's behavior never reflected any falsehood.

It even made her feel inexplicably familiar.

"Guinevere, my knight."

In her aqua blue eyes, the boy's pure gaze was reflected.