In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Krall said in all seriousness.

The human guard was completely stunned by Klar's slap and forgot to answer for a moment.

"say!"

"Yes - it came from outside. I heard everyone shouting and thought something good must be happening, so I shouted a few times along with them..."

After realizing what was happening, the human guard quickly explained.

"...If you dare to say something rude like that again, be careful of having your tongue pulled out!"

Klar also gradually calmed down from her sudden outburst of anger. She snorted coldly. Fairies have the problem of not caring about gains and losses and doing whatever they want. Humans also have the problem of following the crowd.

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PS: The eighth update

Pseudo·Act 106~Like, you and her.

"Yes!"

The human guard who was warned by Klar quickly shut his mouth.

Never mind, it's just this once.

Klar exhaled as he adjusted his emotions and breathing.

But where did this rumor come from? Klar had no choice but to sit back and watch, so she left the cathedral.

After Klar left, another guard hurried to check on his companion.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine, Will, it's just that I got hit really hard..."

"...I've already told you that there are some things you can't say. Saying this in front of Master Kral is like seeking death, isn't it?!"

"Then I just..."

"You're lucky... Really, you called me an ugly duckling. Fortunately, only Lord Klar heard it. If he heard it, you would be dead!"

“I…?”

"Oh, you're new here, so you don't know what those goblins on the street are shouting. But it's okay if you don't know... They are actually talking about Guinevere, the goblin knight most favored by His Majesty Morgan."

"Eh?! Fairy Knight?!"

"Well, two years ago, when Lancelot brought him here, he was still an unknown goblin who didn't know where to go."

"I was lucky enough to meet him a few times. I chatted with him for a while and told him not to forget that there was a patron in Salisbury. As a result, he actually gave me a bag of Mor pounds, hahahaha!"

"Hey! There's such a thing?!"

"Needless to say? That bag of Moruk was given to me by Lord Kral!"

"Ahem, in short, people like us should be more careful about what we say and do. Guinevere is a good man, so we'd better stop gossiping about him behind his back."

"I will be the queen's bedfellow from now on. If he knew that there was such a thing..."

"Oh oh oh-"

The guard quickly covered his mouth.

"Haha, it's better if you are willing to listen."

Will smiled and patted his shoulder.

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After a quick survey of the streets, Klar almost understood where this malicious name came from.

...It was just an idea blurted out by the fairy shop owner who seemed to have taken Guinevere to the store to apply for a job but was rejected.

This interesting idea was quickly recognized by everyone in Salisbury.

After all, an ugly duckling with no purpose or name is more interesting than an elegant knight who is a boring character that never changes.

"Woo..."

"Haha...it looks like everyone is really happy, don't you think? Klar?"

Aurora, who happened to meet Clare, walked by amid the cheers of the goblins of Salisbury, with her usual gentle smile on her face.

"But... since this is about Guinevere... wouldn't it be inappropriate to say such sensitive things at this time...?"

Clare followed behind Aurora, frowning slightly and couldn't help but say.

"Eh……?"

Klar's words surprised Aurora and she raised her pretty eyebrows slightly: "That's really strange, Klar."

"Aren't we all cheering for the wedding of His Majesty and Lord Guinevere?"

"And what everyone said is not wrong, right? After all, isn't that what Guinevere is like? Without a name, and even his purpose is charity, isn't he just like the ugly duckling in "The Flotsam"? "

"And look...hasn't the ugly duckling turned into a white swan? Even if Guinevere knew about it, he wouldn't say anything, right?"

Faced with Aurora's words, Clare had no choice but to remain silent.

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Because of the good impression that the fairy knight Tristan left on Guinevere some time ago, he didn't even dare to see her for a while afterwards.

After all, there is nothing that can be done about it. The person whom I have always thought of as a bad friend actually likes me, and it seems that he is planning something bad to me. No one would feel at ease about this.

And what Your Majesty said, that the Fairy Knight Tristan had feelings for him...

Guinevere still couldn't accept it.

He didn't want to keep her hanging, so perhaps finding a chance to explain things to her would be the best option.

As for the other method that Your Majesty mentioned...it doesn't work either...

This kind of thing is undoubtedly a betrayal of His Majesty's feelings... But if even His Majesty chooses to acquiesce and support it... Guinevere would be somewhat troubled.

Unlike the fairies who, when they first came into contact with human society and civilization, also realized that the so-called human system was just a way or a tool to enliven the fairy society, Guinevere spent his first years in Salisbury, the free wind capital.

The humans and fairies there are almost equal, and everyone advocates a free and happy life, so there are fewer factors that restrict humans.

Even among the many books that Klar let him come into contact with at the beginning, most of them were written by humans. Guinevere, who recorded the knowledge in these books as intelligence, naturally thought more like a human than a goblin.

In human values, being loyal to one's partner is the most important thing between human partners.

Even with Morgan's permission and agreement, he was unable to quickly accept behavior that was so different from his previous worldview.

Then there is Tristan's own opinion.

He could see that Tristan liked him, and it was also recognized by His Majesty Morgan.

However, just like what he said to Woodworth in Oxford, feelings are the most unreasonable thing. You can like someone for no reason, or hate someone for no reason. Compared with complex humans, fairies are purer and more innocent, and undoubtedly let go of all the advantages and disadvantages.

Guinevere really didn't know what kind of mood he should have towards this willful and reckless little princess, and what kind of feelings he should have to like her.

I have been with her for more than two years, but I can't even do something like this. I am such a bad friend.

Gently stroking his delicate fingertips, Guinevere couldn't help but whispering softly, as if in a dream.

"Hmm... what should I do..."

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PS: Ninth update

Fake·Chapter 107~Forced Kiss

Finally, unable to endure this dilemma, Guinevere made a decision that seemed like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

Go find the Fairy Knight Tristan and make things clear.

During this period, Her Royal Highness rarely returned to New Darlington, the fiefdom assigned to her by His Majesty, but like Guinevere, she lived in His Majesty's bedroom.

It's just that because she had forced herself on Guinevere some time ago and was exposed, she hasn't appeared in front of Guinevere for a long time under the order of her mother.

...To be honest, without the chatterbox, the atmosphere around me becomes quite quiet.

Although I can more or less guess that my actions now seem like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, but as long as I am careful enough... ?

With a mentality that he couldn't tell whether it was confidence or luck, Guinevere left the familiar bedroom area, and according to the instructions of the puppet, he finally arrived at the bedroom of the fairy knight Tristan based on his experience of leaving here in the past.

Along the way, with memories and instructions mixed together, Guinevere recalled that he had once been to Tristan's bedroom.

It was not long after the clan war between Salisbury and the Earth Clan that he returned to Camelot with a lot of resentment, but was captured by her and sucked blood again.

Because it happened to be a moonlit night that day, I managed to escape the disaster and also happened to see another side of the willful princess.

"……who?"

There was no obstruction when she walked in, and no fairy dared to break into the bedroom here. Before she saw the face of the fairy knight Tristan, she heard a familiar but calm voice.

Guinevere passed through the barrier in front of the bedroom and saw the literary girl wearing a pair of glasses sitting casually on a chair.

"Tristan???"

Guinevere's tone of disbelief made him unable to believe that the literary girl who exuded a certain tranquility in front of him was the same person as the willful princess he knew.

"Hah? That's rare, Guinevere?"

The fairy knight Tristan glanced at the stunned boy, and then gradually withdrew his gaze.

"Mother didn't allow me to look for you these past two days. You actually came to me on your own. Should I say you are brave... or simply ignorant of the immensity of the world..."

The Blood Fairy put down the book in his hand, raised his hand to take off his glasses, and said.

"Well, of course, that's to make things clear with you."

"uh-huh?"

The fairy knight Tristan was somewhat interested in what Guinevere said, and then she crossed her legs and turned sideways.

"Hmph, okay."

A smile that was very familiar to Guinevere appeared on the pretty face of the Blood Fairy, but this time she did not choose to act impatiently.

Guinevere is like that, he responds to soft words but not hard ones. Sometimes, it might be more beneficial for him to put down his tough disguise.

"When did you fall in love with me?"

Guinevere asked the question he wanted to ask most.

"Well... about two years ago..."

Fairy Knight Tristan gave his own answer: "I forgot exactly when, but I just fell in love with a bastard like you without realizing it. What? Do you have any objection?"

"...No, liking someone is a personal decision. I'm not so arrogant as to impose my will on others."

Guinevere shook his head slightly.

"Hmph, so you're saying that I'm forcing you to like me too?"

The fairy knight Tristan chuckled, and there was a hint of mockery in that charming smile.

“…I didn’t say that.”

"No, you do."

As if she had suddenly turned back into the willful little princess, the Fairy Knight Tristan ignored Guinevere's answer and made his own judgment.

"But you're not wrong, are you?"

Fairy Knight Tristan said: "I am the favorite daughter of the Queen of Winter and the future successor of the Fairy Kingdom. There is nothing in the whole of Britain that I cannot obtain."

"Except... you."

"really……"

Guinevere sighed, expecting her to give some unexpected answer, which really embarrassed the two of them.

"Tsk, can't you be more sensible? The protagonist in the story always says this to the heroine. You are so boring."

The fairy knight Tristan curled her lips, and for a moment, Guinevere couldn't even tell whether she was serious or joking.