In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

Some people lost all their fighting spirit and will just by seeing Guinevere coming.

What about resisting the tyrant, what about overthrowing the corrupt goblin country? When they repelled the armies from Salisbury and Oxford again and again, they were so excited and cheered enthusiastically, as if they could really do it.

But it was just a dream after all.

It seems...it's just a seem.

When the enemy came, they just waved their hands lightly, and the fortress that they had spent a lot of effort to build, reinforce and maintain was torn apart without any resistance.

The goblins in iron armor tried to line up to resist, but they couldn't even attract Guinevere's attention. The knights of the Queen's Army holding halberds came rushing like chariots, tearing the goblins and their iron armor that was as fragile as paper into pieces.

There was chaos, blood mixed together, and shouts of killing continued.

After the first wave of goblins guarding the fortress were almost all burned to ashes by Guinevere's sword, the second and third waves of rebels were unable to resist the knights who came to suppress them.

More and more goblins fell in a pool of blood and slowly turned into dead wood and soil.

...Win? It's ridiculous. How can we win against such an enemy?

Everyone lamented like this.

The Demon Queen, whose black hair was flying in the heat waves, did not move a step. He did not even need to swing the sword a second time, and the entire Winchester was destroyed.

No one dared to approach him, and no one even looked at him.

The figure swaying in the sea of ​​fire was twisted by the high-temperature flames, and the beautiful figure seemed like a "disaster" that brought all suffering, death and misfortune.

"——Choose, lay down your weapons, or die here?"

Guinevere asked as he had asked before.

Although the Knights' almost crushing battle had already begun, Guinevere would allow them to give the weak rebels one last breath under permitted conditions.

If they can choose to surrender and lay down their weapons voluntarily, then only the leader of the organization will be killed, and as an accomplice, at most their limbs will be chopped off, or they will be chopped to the point of only having their last breath.

This was the last act of mercy from the Queen of Spring before she set out on the battlefield.

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Act III - The Rebellion is Suppressed

In the end, most of the rebels chose to throw away their weapons.

As long as you are not the core figure of this rebellion, or the leader of the resistance army, laying down your weapons means you will not be killed.

At least you will be left with a breath of life. For a goblin, it is not a particularly dangerous thing.

Many goblins who saw the rebel soldiers guarding the city turned into dead trees and scorched earth under the flickering demon fire immediately threw away their weapons, and the rebellion was subsiding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the rebellion was quelled, the Knights immediately began further investigation and statistics.

Finally, Guinevere glanced at the report that Winston had put together.

"The organization of the resistance army... 95% are fairies, and only 5% are humans?"

Guinevere couldn't help but raise his beautiful eyebrows. Unlike the rebellion in Swindon a hundred years ago, the composition of the rebels was almost the same as that of the regular goblin troops.

Is it because the leader of the rebellion was a goblin?

"…Winston, what do you think?"

After a moment's silence, Guinevere suddenly spoke, with a hint of embarrassment in his words.

Guinevere basically spent the past hundred years in the royal city, and his management of the knights was relatively loose. In this situation, it was Winston who carefully managed the knights and the people in the courtyard when he was away.

From what he had seen when he went to the courtyard, Winston was doing well.

"Well, actually, I haven't participated in the suppression of the rebels for quite some time..."

Winston was startled by His Highness's sudden questioning of him. To use the words of the children in the courtyard, he had focused all his skills on management and development, and his analysis of battle situations was not as proficient as that in daily life.

However, he was too embarrassed to play dumb in front of His Highness, so he just gave his own judgment and analysis after a moment of silence.

"——I think this rebellion is still different from the last rebellion in Swindon."

"During the Swindon rebellion, the ratio of goblins to humans was almost 1:1, and this time the goblins' ratio was indeed overwhelming... Whether it was weapons and equipment, or the goblins' original combat power, they were much stronger than the rebels composed of low-level goblins and humans in Swindon."

"In addition, I think this rebellion can be said to be well-trained in a sense..."

"Well-trained...?"

Guinevere casually put down the report that the knights had compiled and asked, "What about the mastermind of this rebellion? Is he still alive?"

"The leaders of the rebel army fought desperately when they broke through the fortress. They have been killed by us, but there is one deputy who is still alive. I thought he might still be useful, so I ordered him to live."

Winston said, asking the knight to bring the goblin over.

The tied-up goblin was covered in blood and looked similar to a human. The wounds on his body that would be fatal to a human were slowly healing.

Although they had lost the most distinctive feature on their backs, Guinevere had been to Salisbury before, and from their pointed ears and human-like appearance, they could be judged to be fairies from the Wind Clan.

"...A fairy from the Wind Clan?"

Guinevere's bright starry eyes looked directly into those eyes that were mixed with hatred and blood.

"Yes, to serve as a warning to others, we cut off his wings."

Winston continued, "According to the investigation, he is doing something similar to logistics in the resistance army. He is mainly responsible for sending humans to the fighting elves. At the same time, he is trying to make his own human ranch. We also found in the experimental area..."

"What did you find?"

Guinevere looked at Winston.

"Um... made from the young humans they captured before, imitation human raw materials..."

Winston felt his mouth go dry.

In the past, he would not have reacted to such a report, but after spending time with the children in the courtyard, he felt that His Highness would probably have the same idea as he did.

"…Have you found out anything? Purpose, goal, whether there are accomplices, and whether there are any people behind the scenes?"

After spending a long time with His Highness, Winston could clearly feel that His Highness was suppressing his anger.

On the issue of human ranches, His Highness and His Majesty have basically the same views, and neither is willing to convene a new human ranch.

When it comes to the issue of human pastures, the more we understand, the more we resist such abnormal existence.

"…You said, purpose?"

The tied-up fairy from the Wind Clan spoke.

“Hehehe… hehehahahaha…”

"Our goal is to throw you and the witch of Camelot into the big hole together! Hahaha! Haha——"

He laughed wildly and crazily, but soon his laughter stopped abruptly.

"It's a pity you can't do it."

A beam of demonic light flashed before the knights, and then pierced through the chest of the Wind Clan fairy without any resistance.

Guinevere grasped the sword that pierced the goblin's chest, whispered something softly, and then the demon fire that gushed out from the sword immediately engulfed his figure.

Without even having the chance to scream, the demon was burned by the demon fire and turned into ashes in endless pain.

"Your Highness..."

Winston was slightly stunned and murmured subconsciously.

"Hey...it's okay."

Guinevere took back the magic sword and said, "Let's deal with the Winchester matter for now, and then... let's go to Salisbury."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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Afterwards, the news that Her Majesty the Queen led the knights to wipe out the Winchester rebels spread throughout the Fairy Kingdom via Oxford and Camelot.

"Ohhh... You are worthy of being Queen Guinevere! Even after becoming your Majesty's queen, the sharpness of this fairy knight has not diminished at all."

Inside the Jade Throne, the ambassadors and ministers who received the news expressed praise and amazement.

"Humph, isn't that natural? How can those scumbags from other places stop Guinevere's iron hoof?"

The fairy knight Tristan felt contempt for the ambassador's and ministers' boring flattery.

"...Indeed, if Your Highness takes action, a rebellion in just one place would not be worth mentioning at all."

The goblin knight Gawain silently gave his own analysis.

"Tsk, that's all he's capable of."

Woodworth, who had suffered a setback over the rebellion in Winchester, curled his lips.

"However, it is a good thing to see that the Fairy Kingdom can have more pillars like Queen Guinevere."

Ainsel, the chief of the Mirror Clan who has always had a good relationship with Guinevere, couldn't help but smile.

"..."

Morgan just looked at the ministers under the throne quietly, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

She didn't care how powerful her beloved husband was, or what kind of contributions he could make for her. The only thing she wanted now was that he could come back to her as soon as possible, and that would be enough.

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After resolving the rebellion in Winchester, Guinevere reorganized his army and then crossed the increasingly dense forest to the great cathedral that was famous throughout the Fairy Kingdom.

In order to prevent riots, Guinevere deliberately stationed his troops outside the city of Salisbury, and then entered the Cathedral of Liberty with only Winston.

The people of Salisbury naturally also heard that the beautiful Queen was coming to the cathedral, and they lined the streets to welcome her.

"Your Highness...are you so popular in Salisbury?"

Winston was a little surprised, but he also felt that such a thing was unexpected but reasonable.

"...More or less, actually, what I said before wasn't that bad."

Guinevere actually always had some complicated feelings towards Salisbury.

After all, this is his true hometown. Even if life here is not so satisfactory, it is still worth commemorating.

There are also people here who are worth remembering and who are still cared about.

There are also fragments of that beautiful dream.

Winston looked at His Highness's complicated expression and then closed his mouth silently.

He had heard the children in the courtyard say that this was a complex thought that humans and some fairies might have.

Arriving at the cathedral, walk around the spear of white light in front that looks like a landmark building.

It was the Spear of the Chosen, left behind by the legendary savior Ash of Britain, and said to be wieldable only by the innocent.

For some reason, the savior Ash sealed it here, and no one can pull it out and use it anymore.

Winston followed Guinevere into the beautiful cathedral.

This place is absolutely worthy of the name of the cathedral. The colorful colors of the glazed tiles above are reflected on the snow-white stone pillars. Looking to the left and right, there are green grass. This is a beautiful scenery that is rarely seen in Camelot.

At the main entrance of the cathedral, the beautiful fairy of the Wind Clan with pink cherry wings was awaiting the arrival of the distinguished guests.

"On behalf of the Lord of Salisbury, Aurora, the head of the Wind Clan, I welcome the arrival of the Queen of Spring, Her Royal Highness Guinevere."

The face that couldn't be more familiar lowered towards the boy whose identity changed again and again, along with her delicate pink hair.

"Well, there's no need to be so polite between us, Klar."

However, what surprised Winston was that Guinevere's behavior towards the goblin was exceptionally gentle, a treatment that even several clan leaders might not be able to enjoy from His Highness.

"Since Her Majesty the Queen has arrived, we must be polite."

The fairy named Kral said meticulously.

"… Anyway, where's Aurora? I have something to ask her about the Winchester Rebellion."

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Act IV - Salisbury