In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Guinevere tied up his long black hair as he walked through the lush branches of the golden woods. The moonlight shone through the trees and branches, and bits of silver light fell on the boy's cheeks, making him look as beautiful as a fairy in a dream.

"Forget it. For fairies, this is necessary happiness and fun. It's too difficult to ask you not to do this."

While muttering to himself, the beautiful boy changed out of the armor he usually wore. For some reason, in the eyes of the fairies, he did not look very good.

"Guinevere? What happened to Guinevere?"

"You look so bad."

"Would you like to eat something? We have a lot of fruits here."

"You didn't get enough sleep? Do you want to rest for a while?"

The goblins chattered non-stop around the kind-hearted young man.

"No, nothing, I just happened to encounter some bad things."

Guinevere fell down tiredly, and the branches in front of him bent, rolling up the dry leaves to form a natural hammock to support the fallen Guinevere.

Those beautiful starry eyes were full of struggle.

My mind was filled with scenes of what happened in Salisbury.

Lancelot her.

As expected, I am more inclined to Aurora.

Whenever he thought of this, Guinevere felt as if his heart was suddenly tightened, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Whether it’s the choices you made in the past, the behavior you see today, or the words you say to yourself.

This silently shows her choice.

"Ho..."

Guinevere pursed his lips uncomfortably, and an indescribable feeling of powerlessness and deep anxiety surged into his heart.

Even so.

Aren’t these things I have known for a long time?

Yes, these are things I had already realized when I was in Salisbury, and I clearly understood them.

But you still don't want to give up, right?

...Yes, this is clearly something I have already realized.

But, you don't want to let go just like that, right?

In the final analysis, it’s because I can’t bear to let go.

"It looks like something bad has happened to him."

The goblins were chattering and making a lot of noise.

"Guinevere can tell us anything that's bothering you!"

"That's it!"

"It's nothing... I just got a little sentimental all of a sudden. Don't mind me."

Guinevere turned his head to the side with a struggle.

"Really? How could Guinevere not believe us?"

"Ooooooh! We're not friends anymore! So sad! So sad!"

"No... But there's really nothing to say about this kind of thing..."

Guinevere had no choice but to think of ways to fool them as much as possible.

"But how would we know if you don't tell us?!"

"We are friends! Shouldn't friends be honest with each other? Just like humans."

In the end, Guinevere couldn't defeat them after all.

"Okay, okay... Actually, it's about a friend of mine."

"I, I should like her...but she doesn't like me, and she likes another fairy."

Guinevere's low voice immediately caused an uproar among the goblins.

"What?! There are still people who don't like Guinevere?! Guinevere is so beautiful, how blind that person is!"

Even if it was to show support for someone, this wasn't the way to do it. Several other smarter fairies immediately covered the idiot's mouth.

"..."

Guinevere had no intention of taking his anger out on it, he just felt even more disappointed.

"Ahem, this idiot is really stupid. What he actually meant was that Guinevere is so outstanding, but why would the friend you like like someone else?"

"Because, because I am the one who came later."

Recalling the scenes that happened during the day, Guinevere suddenly recalled the day when he was rejected by the Dragon Fairy in Salisbury.

"Eh?!!!"

The goblins all made sounds of disbelief.

"Yes, is that so?! Then isn't Guinevere the third party?!"

"It's not that kind of relationship!"

"Yes, but!"

"So, Guinevere was rejected?"

"Hmm... not bad, about the same."

Guinevere sighed softly.

"If that's the case, then why do you have to cling to that friend of yours? It's obvious that he or she doesn't like you anymore!"

"That's right! Forced relationships are never happy - that's what humans always say."

"But - but -"

"Why are there so many buts? She already has a favorite fairy. There is no point in wasting time like this on Guinevere."

"Why not just make it clear! That way, we won't have to meet each other again in the future!"

"No, she and I are both His Majesty's knights. This kind of thing is impossible for me or His Majesty to do."

"Is it really?"

The goblins were somewhat confused and could not understand Guinevere's extremely contradictory thoughts at the moment.

"That's right. Your Majesty will definitely not allow me to have any trouble with her like I did with Tristan... I don't want to disappoint Your Majesty..."

His world is so small that it can no longer withstand any damage from any storms.

"Does Guinevere like your Majesty?"

"Eh?"

The young boy was stunned involuntarily. For a moment, the goblins in the forest saw the gorgeous and flawless boy turned into a gray-white stone statue under the scattered moonlight.

"No, no, I didn't..."

After a long time, Guinevere came to his senses, blushed, and tried his best to deny this thing that seemed impossible at first glance.

"I see. But that's not right. Don't humans always make sacrifices for the people they care about?"

Some goblins who had been wandering around the nearby towns told him the news they had heard from others.

"I, I'm not a human, I wouldn't do that..."

Guinevere became very flustered, anxious to deny the possibility.

"I just want to repay His Majesty for his kindness to me. I have never thought about anything else."

"……That's it."

These words should be taken for granted, but when I say them I feel inexplicably lacking in confidence.

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Pseudo-Act 54: Blood Fairy (Part 1)

In the end, even with the persuasion of the elves in the Autumn Forest, Guinevere was unable to let go of this relationship that was so important to him.

Their conversation only stopped at Guinevere's resistance, and then the goblins felt helpless. As the night deepened, they could only go back to sleep.

Guinevere lay in the tangled branches of the trees, gazing at the night sky.

The stars disappeared, only a bright moon hung high in the night sky.

Guinevere sighed as his black hair, stained with a layer of silver, spread out behind his head.

So worried and scared.

Even I don't know what I'm afraid of.

Are you afraid that it won't be what you imagined... or are you afraid that all your efforts will be in vain in the end?

Even he himself couldn't figure out this problem.

Or maybe he subconsciously didn't want to figure it out.

In fact, from the first rejection he had realized that the ending might not be a happy one for him.

He really didn't have the courage to accept such a cruel outcome.

Even if nothing changed, he just didn't want to face such a cruel ending.

Even if there is no result,

Even if there is no change.

Even if it was just to maintain the status quo, he didn't want his already empty "world" to fall apart again like the day he was born.

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The next day, Guinevere said goodbye to his friends in the Autumn Forest and returned to Camelot.

His friends were very worried about him as he was in a bad mood yesterday, but there was nothing they could do for him and they could only pray silently that he could get over this difficult time on his own.

However, unlike what Qiu Zhisen's friends imagined, Guinevere never thought about getting over this hurdle.

He didn't think of this as an obstacle that held him back. His world was too small, so small that it contained nothing except the little things he cared about.

The Welsh region was quite far away from Camelot, and even with Guinevere's speed, he could only see the magnificent walls of Camelot at dusk.

After returning to the royal city, Guinevere still had no motivation at all. He could only force himself to report to His Majesty first and deal with the rest later.

But before he could act, an oval-shaped ripple suddenly appeared from the wall and engulfed the boy who was unable to react in time.

"Could this be——"

With a dizzying moment before his eyes, Guinevere fell to the smooth floor, and the scene around him changed into someone's room.

But the rich scent of roses enveloped the boy's figure, and the crisp yet frightening sound of his high heels hitting the smooth floor revealed the identity and name of the visitor.

"Hey, is this one of your majesty's great magic tricks, the so-called "mirror combination"? "

Guinevere could not help but ask, "Is it necessary to go to so much trouble to catch me?"

"——Humph, if you were willing to be obedient, I wouldn't have to spend so much effort."

Walking slowly on a pair of scarlet hollow high heels, the fairy knight Tristan had his usual playful smile on his face, beautiful yet frightening.

"…I am in no mood to mess around with you. Get out of the way. I want to go find His Majesty."

Guinevere lowered his eyes slightly. He really didn't have the energy to fight with her now. He just wanted to be alone and quiet.

"Humph, you can't wait to bring up Mother when you see me, do you think I'm afraid?"

The Blood Fairy sneered, and stepped on Guinevere's side with her red hollow high heels, leaving him no room or space to breathe.

"——I told you to get out of the way. Don't force me to do it."

Guinevere grabbed the fairy knight Tristan's slender ankle. Feeling upset, he really didn't want to bother with this guy anymore.