In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Guinevere did not immediately realize what His Majesty was thinking, but he felt that he seemed to have gained some unnecessary things.

"what?"

In Guinevere's eyes, His Majesty was stunned, and a big hole appeared on the solid ice surface in his blue eyes that were as cold as the surface of a lake in winter.

There were waves that had not been shaken for a long time.

"No? If you have any, I can help Your Majesty realize it, but you can only realize one. If there are three, I will leave one for Your Majesty, one for Klar, and one for Lancelot."

A bright smile appeared on the boy's face.

His Majesty Morgan was stunned for a moment and did not have time to respond.

Yes... it's just that since I don't have any wishes that I want to fulfill myself, I naturally help others.

He will show all his kindness to anyone who is sincere to him.

He is such a fairy, he is just such a being.

Just like her, just like she was at that time.

"---no."

After a long while, the Queen of Winter said with a complicated look in her eyes.

"I don't need you to help me realize any wishes, and you are not allowed to use this unknown power for others. Also, you are not allowed to tell others about the Supreme Blessing."

“——Forget what I said. The curse pattern on your body is the Command Spell I set. Do you understand?”

"His Majesty……"

Guinevere noticed that there was something wrong with His Majesty's mental state.

"I said, do you understand?"

The Queen of Winter whispered, and in a trance, the entire closed workshop went cold.

"I understand……"

"Alright - the duel with Woodworth is over. I'll leave the armor with you for now. Take my army and wipe out the remnants of the disaster in western Britain."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Guinevere then left, leaving only Lord Morgan in the dark workshop.

"Ho..."

She couldn't help but cover her chest.

As cold and dry as ever.

but……

The Queen of Winter was keenly aware of the changes in herself.

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Pseudo-Act 27: Inspection

"I am back."

"You're finally back, Guinevere."

The fairy knight Lancelot, who had already changed into the blue armor he wore for daily battles, sat on the sofa in the middle of the hall and said to Guinevere who had entered the room.

"Well, Lancelot, is he preparing to go into battle right away? He's wearing this."

"Yeah, I don't need any army, I just need to fly over and wipe out the disasters."

The dragon fairy said with some pride: "After all, I am the strongest."

"So be careful. I'm almost leaving... His Majesty asked me to lead a group of the Queen's troops."

"What's wrong? Your expression is so complicated."

"Ah...nothing."

"What? You feel so unnatural. Did something happen between you and His Majesty?"

The fairy knight Lancelot couldn't help but walk forward and get close to Guinevere's body.

The pair of golden eyes as clear as crystal stared straight at him, causing Guinevere to retreat a little.

"No...nothing, it's just that I feel more and more strange after getting along with His Majesty..."

"strangeness?"

"It has nothing to do with Lancelot. I'm fine. Don't worry too much."

"What? We are still friends, but you didn't even tell me this."

The fairy knight Lancelot circled around Guinevere, then snorted softly, as if he was a little angry.

"Well... that's not what I meant, but..."

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding. If you don't want to tell me, forget it. Everyone has their own secrets. I know that at least."

The dragon fairy took off the blue mask hanging on his breastplate, then put it on his face and said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm leaving now. Please be careful."

Having said that, she left the room directly.

Guinevere blinked, as if he didn't quite understand.

But I can't care about that now.

Guinevere set out immediately and assembled a thousand Queen's troops in the royal city, ready to set off directly.

His Majesty Morgan had already signaled the Queen's Army.

Guinevere is my knight and my squire; his orders are my orders, and I shall do whatever he pleases.

Faced with the new fairy knights who arrived in the past few days, there was no disturbance within the Queen's Army, because they were only loyal to Her Majesty the Queen, and the fairy knights were their commanders.

To this end, these fairy soldiers who dedicated their loyalty to the queen had no objection.

The Queen's Army is the hounds of the Queen of Winter. It is a force that all the fairies in the entire Fairy Kingdom fear, but have to rely on.

When faced with rebels, the Queen's Army will crush them completely without hesitation, and when faced with disasters that threaten the survival of the fairies, the Queen's Army will fight against the disaster together with the Fang Clan, who are good at fighting.

And this time, for these soldiers of the Queen's Army, it is another cycle of a hundred years.

Although the disaster of resurrection has been destroyed by two new fairy knights and the city of New Darlington is already under construction, the disaster will not subside so quickly. In the next ten years, various small-scale disasters will break out all over Britain.

Large cities have enough power to resist disasters and mosses, but small cities, towns, and villages cannot do so.

They longed for the arrival of the Queen's Army to reap Moss's life with the swords that they also feared.

Afterwards, the Fairy Knight Guinevere led the Queen's Army of Thousands to leave Camelot and head west, clearing everything along the way, including the dragon skeleton of Albion, the Mirror Lake area where the Mirror Clan lived, and even Manchester, the territory of the Fairy Knight Gawain.

"Beyond this is the Mirror Lake area. It is not convenient for us, the heavily armored cavalry, to fight in the lake area. Lord Guinevere, we..."

Early the next morning, Guinevere and the Queen's Army arrived at the start of the cleanup operation.

In front of him was a mangrove-like ecosystem formed by the remains of the Albion dragon. In this environment, only the trained fairies of the Wind Clan could shoot Moss while shuttling between the trees.

"But we only have a hundred archers who are good at fighting on the plains. Should we negotiate with the Mirror Clan first and conduct a joint cleanup?"

The knight in heavy armor asked the black-armored knight in the front.

"...No, there is no need to go through so much trouble. The Mirror Clan is a pastoral clan and is not good at fighting. It would be too difficult for them to fight against Moss who is hiding in the swamps and dense forests. There is no need to cause them additional losses."

Guinevere's mind flashed with the image of the Mirror Chief who often came to his rescue at the morning court, and he couldn't help but feel a liking for him.

"Then let's..."

"Forget it, just let me go."

"Lord Guinevere?! This——"

"Don't worry, even Lord Woodworth hasn't defeated me. It's easy to deal with just a few Moss hiding in the dense forest."

Guinevere drew out the magic sword, and then slowly walked into the dense forest surrounded by the lake with the sword in hand.

The soldiers of the Queen's Army looked at each other and could only choose to wait where they were.

About half an hour later, Guinevere put away his magic sword and jumped out from a small island.

"Okay, it's solved, let's go."

"Lord Guinevere—?!"

The knights' eyes were filled with amazement. They certainly knew how powerful the Fairy Knights were. For example, the Fairy Knight Gawain, who was named by His Majesty a hundred years ago, was an exceptionally powerful existence.

But even the powerful goblin knight Gawain couldn't sweep away all the mosses in such a complex terrain as silently as Guinevere.

"What's wrong? Well, let's continue heading south. Although I really want to go and say hello to Einsel, I have a mission after all. So I'd better go and get rid of Moss first."

Guinevere showed no sign of abnormality, nor did he become complacent about doing such a thing.

Because he knew very well that Woodworth, who was of similar strength to him, could do such a thing, and Lancelot, the fairy knight who was faster than him, could do it even better.

There's nothing great about it; he just did what he could.

"Okay, the next step is to go south to Manchester."

"Yes."

Seeing that Guinevere did not show any reaction, the knights could not help but whisper to each other.

"I heard that His Majesty just named two fairies to become the new Fairy Knights. I didn't expect them to be so powerful..."

"Isn't it? It is said that Lord Guinevere had a duel with the Duke of Oxford before he set out on this expedition. The two fought from morning till night without a clear winner."

"Your Majesty has gained another powerful knight."

Guinevere heard the whispers, and although he did not interrupt them, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

My mood improved a lot along the way.

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Pseudo-Case 28: Cleaning

On the outskirts of Manchester, the galloping knights killed all the Moses who were approaching the peaceful town on the plain.

Morse, who was extremely feared by ordinary fairies and even a headache for the Queen's soldiers to deal with, was torn apart in the blooming blood-red.

As long as the fairy knight Guinevere is on the battlefield, the thousand-strong Queen's Army has not lost a single person.

The ferocious Moss could not put up any resistance in front of him and could only be cut into two cleanly by the magic sword bestowed by His Majesty.

The knights only needed to follow behind him and do some simple finishing work. The whole process was a completely one-sided massacre.

"Huh... this way we're almost done."

Guinevere sheathed his sword.

"Lord Guinevere, are you all right?"

"It's okay. Just Moss can't do anything to me."

Guinevere took off his helmet and shook off his long hair, revealing a beauty that was rumored to be no less beautiful than Aurora, who was shrouded in glory.

"You are worthy of being Lord Guinevere! He calmly annihilated hundreds of mosses. He is simply the strongest knight of His Majesty!"

"Ah, so forget about your Majesty's strongest knight."

Although what he said was true, Guinevere still couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"So how about going to Manchester to rest for a while?"

"No... I don't really need any rest. What about you? It's okay to tell me if you're tired."

"Ah, no, it's not that I'm tired..."