In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Guinevere murmured belatedly.

"Don't you think so?"

Morgan's eyes were filled with a growing tenderness and pity.

"I told you, didn't I? As long as you want, I can agree to it. As long as you desire, I can give it to you."

"Just like I did with Tristan."

"But you want nothing. You ask me for weapons so that you can serve me. You ask me for humans just to satisfy the wishes of those soldiers."

"...Guinevere, can you tell me?"

Morgan subconsciously raised his fingertips and pinched Guinevere's hand, which was about to put down the comb.

"Ugh... Your Majesty..."

Guinevere was startled, only to find that his hand was held by His Majesty, and it was not so easy to break free.

Morgan didn't care. She just wanted to know what he, who was the same kind-hearted person as she was in the past, wanted.

She already had Britain, the fairy-tale kingdom she had longed to build. She no longer wanted to make the people she cared about wait in vain, and she didn't want them to suffer what she had once faced.

"Guinevere... my knight, what do you want?"

"Um, Your Majesty...hand..."

Guinevere's hand was pinched by Morgan. Although it didn't hurt, this sudden action did scare him.

He wanted to struggle, but he had no way to break free from His Majesty's hand. If he resisted forcefully, he was afraid of accidentally hurting her who was so cautious.

So the two of them could only stand there in front of the dressing table.

But Morgan was determined not to let go until Guinevere had said what he wanted, and she knew that her knight would never be tough with her no matter what.

Finally, realizing that there was no way to let go of his hand, Guinevere could only say.

"I, in fact, do not desire to get anything from Your Majesty."

"My name was given by His Majesty. This alone is enough for me to devote all my energy to His Majesty and repay His Majesty's kindness to me."

"Besides that, I really don't have anything else to ask for."

"I just want to continue to live my current life. I want to stay by Lancelot's side... I want to stay by His Majesty's side. I will be very satisfied."

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PS: Oops, I overslept.

Fake·Chapter 58: Innocence and Cunning

Guinevere expressed his true desire.

It was just too embarrassing to express her thoughts in words. She didn't know whether it was because she revealed her true thoughts which had been hidden in her heart, or because His Majesty was holding her hand, that a blush appeared on her face.

"So this is ah."

Morgan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Well, your majesty, my hand..."

Guinevere was embarrassed and anxious, and hurriedly reminded him.

Morgan then let go of his hand.

"Did I hurt Guinevere by pinching him just now?"

However, Morgan, who had reacted, did not expect Guinevere to react so strongly.

"Is not likely to……"

Guinevere tried to make himself look more natural, but there was no way to get rid of the faint blush on his face immediately.

In Morgan's eyes, the Mirror Knight's speech, which should have been extremely serious, became shy and cute.

"But...I really didn't expect you to think this way."

Originally, Morgan herself felt a little uncomfortable with her momentary impulse, but after seeing that her knight behind her didn't know what to do with his hands, she felt that it was nothing.

"Please, please don't say that, Your Majesty."

It was embarrassing enough to speak one's mind out loud, and Guinevere could not resist sharing his inner thoughts with the person he admired.

Morgan also knew that he couldn't really push Guinevere into a corner, otherwise if he really scared him, he would be the one who would suffer.

She shook her head helplessly. Well, there is still a long way to go.

But... I just want you to be by my side...

This wish is really...

Guinevere...

Should I say you are naive or cunning?

It was getting late, and after entertaining Guinevere, it was almost time to go to court.

There was nothing important at today's morning court session. A few clan leaders just chatted with the projection.

In order to control his emotions, Guinevere chose to try his best to ignore the beautiful leader of the Wind Clan.

Even so, the Queen's knight was ultimately unable to obtain the peace he desired.

"..."

Feeling the sharp gaze from a certain Princess, Guinevere didn't even know where to look.

Tristan...how could I have forgotten about that guy...

Guinevere complained silently in his heart.

From this perspective, it might be bad when the morning court ends soon.

Should I ask His Majesty to avoid her directly?

No, this is disrespectful to His Majesty. It's okay for others, but as His Majesty's knight, how could I possibly neglect my duty for personal reasons...

Forget it, I'll just have to bear with it for a while.

When the morning court session was over, Morgan and Guinevere left through the side door between the thrones, the ministers dispersed, and Her Royal Highness, who was as beautiful as a rose, also took action.

"Mother~☆"

The Fairy Knight Tristan walked through the side door of the throne without any worries. Only the three of them were qualified to enter and exit. He quickened his pace and soon found Morgan who was leaving and Guinevere who was following behind her.

"Tristan, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Morgan looked at her beloved daughter jogging towards her and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, I'm not here to look for my mother. I'm here to look for the person next to you☆"

The fairy knight Tristan said with a smile on his face, and then cast a kind look at Guinevere who was trying to hide behind Morgan.

"...That's it."

Morgan suddenly felt lost. It was disappointing that his daughter didn't come to see him.

"Okay, mother, this guy next to you!"

"——Guinevere, take me over☆"

Before waiting for the mother's consent, the Blood Fairy immediately grabbed Guinevere and ran to the side of the corridor.

"……Ugh."

After a moment, Morgan could only sigh helplessly.

I hope they don't quarrel.

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"Humph!"

"Tristan, what did you bring me here for?"

Guinevere had almost foreseen what was going to happen next.

"——Humph, it's my freedom to do whatever I want. It has nothing to do with you."

The Blood Goblin laughed grimly, then turned around suddenly and pressed Guinevere directly to the corner of the corridor.

"——Tsk, you thirsty vampire, this is a corridor, what if someone comes?!"

Guinevere didn't care how he would be treated. As long as it was what His Majesty wanted, he would try his best no matter how difficult it was to accomplish.

"Humph~ There's no one here."

The fairy knight Tristan snorted lightly, then raised his hands, held down Guinevere's body with one hand and pinched his chin with the other hand.

Just when Guinevere thought she was going to start her traditional art of adding extra food, the Blood Fairy did not do so.

"——Hey, was I dreaming about what happened last night?"

She just asked with a cold face, but even so, she felt an inexplicable throbbing from her heart that was somewhat uncontrollable.

"what?"

Guinevere was slightly stunned, subconsciously thinking about what else could happen between him and her.

"Hey, don't ignore me! Answer me! Are those things that happened last night true?!"

However, the Blood Fairy did not give him the time to think. She clenched her teeth and could not even tell whether she was angry or excited at the moment.

"You mean last night? Those things..."

Guinevere finally realized what she was talking about and frowned subconsciously: "Of course it's true. Even a fairy who likes to fantasize can't have a dream that is the same as the real thing, right?"

"All true? Then...then why?!"

The Fairy Knight Tristan asked back.

"You saw it, didn't you? You saw it, you saw me—"

"All I saw was a broken flower that Your Majesty picked up. I have nothing more to say."

Guinevere's answer blocked all the words of the fairy knight Tristan.

"Last night, His Majesty told me everything about you."

Guinevere said lightly.

"I don't need to argue with a persecuted person, and I don't want to add insult to injury."

"Humph - you obviously did this only because you were afraid that if Mother knew about your revenge on me, she would kill you!"

The Blood Fairy shouted, "But what is that cup of blood? Are you giving me alms? Are you pitying me?!"

"No, I'm just worried that you will find a chance to retaliate against me if you are not satisfied."

Guinevere told the truth: "In other words, it's just a compromise with life. You can just be grateful to me, right?"

"what?"

The fairy knight Tristan frowned.

She was a little unsure whether what Guinevere said was true or false, but at this moment the two of them were so close to each other, and the boy's faint, violet-like, or iris-like elegant scent revealed a hint of the sweetness of life, stimulating her nerves.

"Huh... huh..."

The Blood Fairy took a deep breath that she only took when her index finger moved.

Guinevere felt something was wrong.

"Okay, thank you very much...you said so!"

The fairy knight Tristan then pressed Guinevere under him.

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