In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Fake · Act 59 ~ Appearance

More than a month later, Guinevere's life finally returned to peace.

Or, it can barely be called calm.

Apart from the fact that a certain princess who likes to make trouble would come to experience the buffet activities from time to time, there is really nothing to complain about in my life.

Your Majesty's side is still the same as before, or rather, life is more fulfilling and the relationship has become better than before.

As for Lancelot... fortunately, everything is still the same as before.

The two men seemed to have never experienced the clan war in Salisbury and were still talking and laughing as usual.

Seeing her like this, Guinevere naturally would not take the initiative to bring up such embarrassing things for both of them, and the relationship between the two of them continued like this.

——Relying on the silk thread that seems strong but is actually vulnerable.

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"Are you awake, Lancelot?"

At noon one day, Guinevere knocked on Lancelot's door.

"Hmm...? Who is it?"

The dragon fairy lying on the big bed had almost reached her biological clock, so she slowly opened her sleepy golden eyes and subconsciously looked towards the bedroom door following the sound of a knock.

"Guinevere...?"

The fairy knight Lancelot recognized the person outside the door and couldn't help but murmur.

"Wait, I'm up, wait a moment."

The dragon fairy gradually woke up, propped himself up, put on his clothes quickly, and pushed open the door.

The moment he opened the door and saw the person coming, the fairy knight Lancelot couldn't help but be stunned.

The young man outside the door was not wearing the armor bestowed by His Majesty, but was simply wearing an apron over ordinary clothes. His long black hair was combed into a neat ponytail, hanging from his left shoulder.

Although it was just an ordinary-looking outfit, after Guinevere put it on, he became inexplicably attractive.

Indeed, at this moment, the only way she could describe the beauty before her was with the words that came from her heart.

"What's wrong……?"

Guinevere was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but stroke his long hair and asked, "Do I look ugly like this?"

"Oh no... that's not the case."

The dragon girl subconsciously denied it. Even if there was something wrong with her eyes, she would not regard the handsome boy with extraordinary temperament as an ugly monster.

"Wow... Come to think of it, why didn't Guinevere go to the morning court today? His Majesty can't do without you right now, right?"

The fairy knight Lancelot asked. After all, as time passed, the status of the knight Guinevere, who was always by the queen's side, became higher and higher. She even heard some fairies say that Guinevere was simply the agent of His Majesty Morgan.

"Well, I asked His Majesty for a day off, and His Majesty agreed."

Guinevere said with a smile.

In fact, it was not just one day. Morgan's original words were that he could rest for a few more days, but Guinevere refused.

"Take a leave to rest... It's really rare for this to happen to Guinevere."

The dragon fairy couldn't help but sigh.

"Do I fight that hard in front of you...?"

"Isn't it?"

"okay."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I made some breakfast for you. It should suit your taste. Come downstairs and eat."

Guinevere then gave up this unclear topic and turned to speak.

"breakfast?"

The fairy knight Lancelot certainly knew that Guinevere was a good cook, but after hearing that he had prepared breakfast for him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It was not until she went downstairs that she saw the varied and exquisite breakfast in the restaurant.

"These, these were prepared by Guinevere?"

“…Don’t you think so?”

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant..."

The dragon fairy's golden eyes involuntarily fell on Guinevere, and he couldn't help but say: "It's a rare day off, don't you want to take a good rest yourself...?"

"You're talking about this... It doesn't matter. For me, it's a break anyway. The work at His Majesty's place isn't particularly tiring."

Guinevere explained in a disjointed manner.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Come and have a taste, Lancelot. How does the breakfast I made taste?"

"Ah wu..."

“It’s delicious, thank you.”

"Eat more if you like. I'll be here today anyway, and I can prepare something more hearty for dinner later."

Guinevere couldn't help laughing after seeing her satisfied smile.

"Won't Guinevere be tired?"

The dragon fairy asked.

Guinevere just chuckled and shook his head.

This answer lingered in his mind for a long time, but perhaps he would never say it out loud again.

——As long as she likes it.

Today, Guinevere did not need to follow his majesty to deal with those troublesome problems. At the same time, the fairy knight Lancelot did not receive any more tasks. It was a rare opportunity to have a good rest, so they simply stayed in their own mansions.

Guinevere still liked to read some books in his spare time, especially those "drifters" that flowed into Britain from the outside world. Guinevere liked the heroic epics in them very much.

The Dragon Fairy is similar. Even if she can't find anything particularly interesting, she will pick up a book and read it.

But unlike Guinevere who likes heroic epics, she likes various fairy tales such as Beauty and the Beast.

Because that is something closer to the world of fairies.

After noon, the sun set in the west, and gorgeous clouds, under the increasingly dim sunlight, sprinkled brilliant colors on the balcony full of green potted plants, casting two shadows on the figures of Guinevere and the fairy knight Lancelot.

It's getting late, time to prepare dinner.

Guinevere put down the book that contained the wonderful story and went to prepare dinner.

However, at this moment, an uninvited guest arrived quietly.

"Hmph, you didn't go anywhere today. What are you doing at home? Guinevere☆"

The door of the mansion was pushed open, and a blood fairy dressed in scarlet appeared in front of the two fairy knights, stepping on a thick and gorgeous carpet.

"Tristan?"

The fairy knight Lancelot couldn't help but frown slightly.

“…Tristan.”

Guinevere sighed softly as he looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess who appeared with a bright smile on her face.

Generally speaking, whenever she comes, nine times out of ten, nothing good will happen.

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Pseudo Chapter 60: Divine Departure

"Huh, what? Is there no room for me at the Knight's table?"

The fairy knight Tristan walked up to Guinevere with his head held high and said with a smile.

"Can I change the dining table to a table for two now?"

Guinevere asked suddenly.

"No."

The Blood Fairy answered without even thinking.

"Hmm--Okay then."

Guinevere looked back at the fairy knight Lancelot and saw that although she frowned, she had no intention of chasing him away and chose to compromise very straightforwardly.

After all, he knew Tristan's character very well.

Although she has restrained herself a lot since what happened a month ago, the relationship between the two of them has also eased.

But the main reason was that the memory of the happy time they had spent together before was too profound, causing Guinevere to feel a little PTSD now.

If you don't satisfy her, there's no way you can get out of this safely.

"I'm going to prepare dinner. Tristan will wait with Lancelot."

"Humph, do you really think I will come to help you? How is that possible? Have you lost your mind these past two days?"

The blood fairy with long red hair curled her lips and glanced disdainfully at the boy who took off his armor and put on an apron.

What? This guy…is so rustic and ugly.

She was so vicious in her heart.

…Can’t you change into something a little prettier?

Hearing her usual sarcasm, Guinevere finally felt a strange sense of relief.

Well, at least it’s a familiar tone and a familiar taste.

It would be more frightening if she offered to help.

"Then I'll be busy now. Please wait for a moment."

The boy then turned and walked into the kitchen and started working.

In the living room that maintained the owner's favorite style as much as possible, the two fairy knights sat down silently after looking at each other in silence.

The fairy knight Lancelot glanced at her and then looked away.

"--snort."

Compared to the Dragon Fairy who obviously didn't want to have any unnecessary arguments with her, the Blood Fairy curled her lips with a little disdain.

But seeing that she had no intention of speaking, she didn't bother to waste any more words with her.

"..."

"—"

"........."

"——"

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The silence in the living room lasted for an unknown amount of time before the Blood Fairy finally couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore and chose to speak first.

"Hey, how long do you plan to keep this guy hanging?"

The Blood Fairy asked.

"What's hanging?"

The dragon fairy frowned slightly. She didn't understand what Tristan meant.

"Humph, you don't know—?"

However, the other party was unable to react in time and was regarded by Her Royal Highness the Princess as asking a question he already knew the answer to, and her grey eyes were full of contempt.

"You keep saying that you love someone in Salisbury, but you have an affair with him in Camelot. Oh, this is your ignorance, Lancelot?"