In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Although he knew the reason, His Majesty Morgan still asked deliberately.

"——Guinevere was ignorant and offended Your Majesty. This was his fault, but I brought him here and recommended him to Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please forgive Guinevere this time. I am willing to accept the punishment on his behalf."

The proud dragon fairy knelt on one knee in front of His Majesty Morgan and spoke seriously.

"...Humph, these two really have a deep affection for each other."

The fairy knight Tristan made sarcastic remarks at the side without thinking too much of it. After all, Guinevere was punished by His Majesty just because he had an argument with her. How could she let her mother release that annoying guy just like that?

The Dragon Fairy ignored the Blood Fairy's ridicule and just looked at the Winter Queen of the Fairy Kingdom with hope.

She knew very well how difficult it would be to get His Majesty Morgan to change his mind, but if it was for Guinevere...!

"...Lancelot, let me ask you...can you still see that there was blood stain on this throne?"

His Majesty Morgan did not respond immediately, but instead asked another question that was irrelevant.

"Well... Although Tristan killed a lot of people in the morning... but..."

The dragon fairy shrugged her nose. She didn't smell any blood, which felt a little abnormal.

"Tristan is my daughter and my heir. This is absolutely true and cannot be changed. Any of her actions are approved by me."

His Majesty Morgan said.

"But...but..."

"Do you recognize what this is?"

His Majesty Morgan pointed at the scattered armor under the throne.

"That's... Guinevere's..."

The dragon fairy was stunned: "But on his body..."

"The Secret of the Unknown, the armor I made for him, is also the power of the concepts that protect him."

"His Majesty……"

"I only confiscated the magic sword I gave him, and he tore off the armor himself, saying that since he was a sinner, there was no need for him to wear the glory I gave him. Do you understand?"

"He brought this upon himself. I will not impose any other punishment on him, but he will just have to stay in the dungeon for a while to reflect on his actions."

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In the dungeon, Guinevere looked at the candlelight in front of him, and time passed by minute by minute.

Because he was in a dungeon without even a window, Guinevere couldn't even tell whether it was day or night outside.

He just quietly felt the passage of time. The conceptual power that had been silently protecting him from the beginning was stripped away by his own hands, making him feel weaker than ever before.

He just sat there quietly, feeling the strong and somewhat uncomfortable feeling of weakness in his body.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but suddenly I heard the sound of an iron door opening.

"please."

The two goblin guards who imprisoned Guinevere bowed slightly to the visitor, and Guinevere happened to see the refreshing blue through the fence.

"Lancelot?"

Guinevere's tone was a little surprised at first, but then there was some joy in his starry eyes: "I knew you would come to see me."

"How dare you say that...!"

The fairy knight Lancelot said this particularly sternly. Although she was wearing a mask at the moment and it was impossible to fully see the expression on her face, one could probably guess how bad her mood was just by listening to her tone.

"Well, I said I know I was wrong...will you forgive me?"

The boy lowered his head and said.

"You...you are just like this! You won't listen no matter what I say to you!"

The Dragon Fairy was slightly stunned and then said angrily: "What did I tell you? Don't talk back to His Majesty, and don't disobey His Majesty!"

"I have not disobeyed Your Majesty, and I will always remember your kindness to me."

Guinevere looked up at the Dragon Fairy, then lowered his head and said, "I just couldn't stand someone's reckless behavior, so I said a few more words."

"But since you already know Tristan's identity, and even His Majesty has told you clearly, you still don't know your limits."

"Well, I don't deny that."

Guinevere found that it was useless to say anything, so he simply gave up arguing.

"——Guinevere, I'm talking to you!"

The dragon fairy squatted down in front of the boy leaning against the wall and took off the mask on his face.

The young man, who had been thinking that he must not lose the verbal battle no matter what, could not help but look away when he saw the dragon fairy's face frowning because of him.

Well, no matter how unwilling and unconvinced I am, it is not a reason for me to cause her to worry about me as well.

"I really know I was wrong."

Feeling that unbearable gaze, Guinevere said, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"If only you could think like that at that time..."

Fairy Knight Lancelot said with a deliberately cold face.

"..."

Although Guinevere didn't say anything, his expression was still somewhat lost.

"So, does it hurt to take off your armor? Are you very weak? Do you want me to stay and take care of you?"

Pseudo-Act 46: Unable to Enlighten

"Lancelot...?"

Guinevere turned around and was suddenly stunned.

The coldness on the Dragon Fairy's face quickly melted away, revealing a smile as warm as the sun. As she stood up, she gently stroked the Black Iris Knight's cheek.

"Idiot, why do you have to do something that hurts yourself just to be angry?"

"You... you figured it out?!"

Guinevere asked, blushing and somewhat ashamed.

"Hmm."

In response, the Fairy Knight Lancelot simply smiled and said, "I know your character very well. This is probably your way of trying to express your dissatisfaction, right?"

But he is really kind. Compared with hurting others, he prioritizes hurting himself... idiot.

However, the Dragon Fairy would never tell him the second half of this sentence.

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But in the end, the dragon fairy did not stay to take care of Guinevere, but just said that he would come back to see him every day.

The fairy knight Lancelot wanted to do it himself, but Guinevere did not want to trouble her. For the boy who was quiet and gentle by nature, as long as she cared about him in her heart, he would be very satisfied.

The knight, who was like the Blue Rose, had no choice but to let him stay here after showing some helplessness.

The following night was a peaceful one, at least the person he cared about most was relieved. Guinevere sat in the empty dungeon and spent his first night in the dungeon.

And on the next day, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found a dining table with delicious food in front of him.

"Um……?"

The boy frowned and looked up, and as expected, he saw a certain Oxford man who did not want to reveal his name.

"Oh, isn't this the proud guard of His Majesty, Guinevere of the Black Iris? How come he is lying in the dungeon after only a few days of absence?"

The big clawed hand patted gently, and Woodworth almost had ridicule and sarcasm written on his face.

"Woodworth...? Why are you here?"

"Hmph, that's because I want to take a good look at you, who offended His Majesty and was taken to the dungeon for reflection—"

Woodworth snorted, then put away the mockery on his face and waved his hand: "Okay, these are specially prepared for you. I was afraid that you would not be able to adapt to the prison in the royal city, so I prepared this breakfast for you."

"Well... let's call it the Longchang Enlightenment Designated Set Meal. If you want to eat in prison in the future, just follow this set of specifications."

"Longchang? Enlightenment?"

"Ah, don't worry about it. It's a borrowed word from the word for drifting objects (human beings). It means something similar to a dungeon or a prison."

"Okay, stop sitting there like an idiot. Get up."

Guinevere stood up with the clanking of his handcuffs and shackles.

"Hmm, why are there only meats? There are no vegetables at all."

"Ah? You ate mostly meat the last time you came to my place. I thought you didn't like vegetarian food."

"Even you can eat vegetarian food, so why wouldn't I like eating vegetarian food?"

Guinevere said expressionlessly, "Never mind. Of course I can't be disrespectful at a time like this. Thank you for the meal. Thank you very much."

"Tsk, what are you thanking me for? It's just a meal."

Woodworth snorted and waited for Guinevere to take action.

"Would you like some?"

"You've already said it. I prefer to eat vegetarian food rather than meat. As Yaling, I won't die if I eat less meat."

"Ah... You're unexpectedly harsh on yourself."

"Do you think I'll be like you? Locked up here just because I can't control my mouth?"

Woodworth said back.

"...But, no matter what, I cannot blame you for your behavior. I even admire you. The attitude of that crazy girl that His Majesty got from who knows where is really unbearable. If I were there, I would not have watched her slaughter people in the court."

"But I can't plead for you. After all, your Lancelot has already pleaded with His Majesty yesterday. It seems that His Majesty is determined to keep you locked up for a while."

"Well... since it's His Majesty's wish, then I can't disobey. It's pretty good here. Except for the inconvenience of going out, everything else is the same."

"It's rare that you can maintain your current mental state. Humph, you are worthy of being my opponent."

"Well, you're not bad either."

Seeing Woodworth bragging like this, it would be awkward if I didn't say anything.

Guinevere praised half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. I rushed here after the morning court session yesterday. I was wondering if I could make it in time, but it seems I can't..."

Woodworth frowned and said, "That Tristan... Tsk, where on earth did he come from!"

Guinevere silently ate up all the food prepared by Woodworth.

"Hmm? Finished eating? I didn't realize you had such a big appetite."

"It's a rare meal. If you don't finish it, won't it be troublesome to clean up?"

Guinevere took it for granted.

"Oh, that's true."

Woodworth nodded.

"Well, it's almost time for me to go back to Oxford. His Majesty's personality makes it likely that he will release you after a few more days. Don't worry too much."

"…Of course, you don't look like someone who needs to be worried."

Woodworth said as he looked at Guinevere who seemed to have no psychological pressure at all.

"Don't worry, take your time."

"Well, I'm leaving now... Oh, there's one more thing I haven't told you."

"Ok?"

"Be careful Tristan."

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After Woodworth left, the entire dungeon returned to peace.