My mother's love song

"Game over."

The flash of Rhodes's sword passed through Woodworth's chest.

The smooth and efficient slash like a meteor shattered the Duke Paire's plan of counterattack.

"Ughh ...

Blood spurted out, Woodworth flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

It is a sword that transcends cause and effect and reaches the ultimate realm.

The pitch-black blade did not cut through Woodworth's body, but it destroyed his Rule.

No miracle or reversal happened, and the battle came to an end.

"Remember the name of the weak human who bestowed upon you defeat, hero."

In his gradually blurry consciousness, Woodworth heard the cold words coming from the human boy.

"I am Lord, the King of World's End from Orkney."

"And, I am an avenger who lives solely for the purpose of bringing destruction to this world and the treacherous Rain Witch."

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Camelot, Amyrlin Hall.

The emergency meeting convened by the Queen of the Fairy Kingdom resumed after a temporary pause.

The seriously injured Woodworth entered the hall and began to report his experiences in the series of operations to capture the Son of Prophecy in Tintagel.

Although the fairies couldn't believe that Woodworth would lose to a mere human, when they saw that the upper body of the Fang Clan leader was wrapped in countless bandages, they all had to accept the reality.

Woodworth showed a humiliated and angry expression as he described the human boy he encountered.

When he mentioned the other party's real name, all the goblins' faces changed.

“Ahh… Ahhhh… As I expected…!”

"It's definitely the curse of the Rain Clan..."

The nobles and ministers shouted in panic.

"He is the royal offspring born from the corpses of the Rain Clan we slaughtered... just like Queen Mab!"

Some people also hold different opinions.

"No! It's not the Rain Clan's curse! How could the weak Rain Clan possibly defeat Lord Woodworth!"

"If the Rain Clan can't win, can humans win?"

"I understand, he is from the human race... He is the curse of the Goblin Emperor!"

"What? The Fairy Emperor... Lord Nero's?"

"Didn't that human say that? The target of revenge is not only Britain, but also the witch!"

"So this must be the ghost of the Goblin Emperor!"

"Lord Nero has returned from the world of the dead [Okney]! To kill the woman who betrayed him!"

Hearing this, the ministers all raised their heads and looked at the person sitting on the throne.

The witch who first appeared in the Winter War, Queen Morgan

She is the second generation [daughter] of the Fairy Calendar's King Slayer, the Rain Witch Ash, or at least that's what the Queen herself claims.

But...it was the witch Ash who betrayed and killed the emperor. What does that have to do with me, Queen Morgan?

Some people will definitely think so, but what does Nero, the key person involved, think?

He will not let the witch go no matter what, so revenge is reasonable.

"It's the curse of the Rain Clan!"

"No! It's the ghost of the Goblin Emperor!"

In the throne room, the goblins were arguing over whether the King of Orkney was the [Curse of Rain] or the [Return of the Emperor].

In addition to these two, the goblins also put forward many other points. After all, they have done too many bad things in the past.

"Can't be wrong."

Lancelot raised his head slightly and looked at the sky above the throne room.

"…It was Rhodes himself."

the other side.

Morgan, who had finished listening to the report, did not make any comment, but just sat quietly on the throne.

It seems so.

"..."

Morgan's shoulders trembled slightly, and the only one who noticed this was Mary, who was closest to the throne.

The nightmare demon in Paradise narrowed his eyes, stole a glance at Morgan's reaction, and revealed an expression of great joy.

So interesting! Haha, it was a good decision to come to Camelot!

She was genuinely happy, her mind already jumping for joy and running naked:

Let me watch your future from the closest VIP seat, Morgan!

Woodworth suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty Morgan! Please give me a chance to redeem myself!"

The face of the noble large dog was now distorted by the anger and humiliation of defeat.

"Next time, I will... I, Woodworth, will stake my name on the Grand Duke! Next time, I will definitely bring the head of the human who calls himself the Avenger in front of you!"

After he made this petition, the surrounding goblin nobles began to whisper.

"Lord Woodworth is actually no longer able to do it, right?"

"Yes, yes, what Master Tristan said is indeed correct!"

"Lord Woodworth and Boggart are old-fashioned relics that are outdated... Now is the era of the Goblin Knights!"

Duke Paire clenched his mouth full of fangs, blood flowed from his gums, staining his fur red.

He was well aware that there was an insurmountable gap in strength between him and Rhode.

But even so, Woodworth saw a glimmer of hope at the end of the battle.

The next time he meets that boy, he will really risk his life and die together with him.

No matter what, we must not, never let the man who calls himself the Avenger get close to the Queen.

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In response to the Grand Duke's speech, Queen Morgan did not respond but remained silent.

Seeing this, Woodworth shouted again.

"Your Majesty Morgan...!"

There was another moment of silence before the Winter Queen finally snapped out of her trance.

"........."

She looked down and said calmly, “Keep your head up, Woodworth.

It's not your fault, don't feel ashamed of your failure.

You have worked hard on this trip to Tintagel. Now you should take a break from your official duties and recover from your injuries."

Although this was a normal way for the queen to comfort her subjects, it also contained the meaning of "it's natural that you can't beat that man."

The only one who understood the meaning of this was the Flower Magician who was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Woodworth petitioned again: "Your Majesty Morgan! Please let me capture the King of the End!"

The queen shook her head: "No need. You don't have to take that man to heart...

Once your wounds are healed, you should focus on capturing the Child of Prophecy."

"But……!"

Woodworth was certainly not satisfied with the order. He wanted to say something, but Morgan did not give him a chance.

"I will issue an edict later."

The queen suddenly stood up and announced to the fairies below.

"Then the rest of the meeting will be handed over to the court magician."

Hearing this, Meili cried out in shock: "...Hey! I'm going to preside over the meeting?"

Are you actually running away? I want to continue watching your funny reactions!

Without giving any further reasons, Morgan turned around.

“How can this be! Wait, Your Majesty, ahhhhhhh!”

Morgan disappeared from the Amyrlin Hall.

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In the deepest part of the royal capital Camelot, there is a magnificent and luxurious room with dim lake light.

This is the bedroom of Queen Morgan.

Leaving the emergency meeting of the Fairy Kingdom, the Queen used the Water Mirror Magic to return to her room.

She took off her heavy and solemn queen's dress and put on a thin nightgown.

The pajamas are made of smooth silk, expensive and perfectly tailored.

The satin black pajamas wrapped around the queen's exquisite and curvy body, outlining her plump and sexy female curves.

Whether Morgan is wearing the queen's attire or changing back into her pajamas, she is as beautiful as a painting.

At the same time, it is as stern and noble as the surface of a lake in winter, giving people an inhuman and cold feeling.

After doing all this, Morgan

Throw himself onto the bed.

The queen hugged the pillow in her arms, rolling around on the bed with a silly grin.

"Uu ...

This is really an unimaginable picture, it can be said that they are like two different people.

Who could have imagined that this innocent girl who looked like a JK in love would be the majestic queen who ruthlessly exploited all fairies and ruled Britain for more than two thousand years?

"He's really back...my husband...Rod is back!"

Her beautiful porcelain cheeks were stained with a delicate blush, and Morgan narrowed her eyes happily.

"Fufufu... You actually said you were an avenger and that you wanted to take revenge on me and Britain!"

Scenes from two thousand years ago flashed through the queen's mind like a kaleidoscope.

Rod and Ash, who had been on two pilgrimages together in the past.

Without any interference from a third party, they still fell in love with each other and became each other's destiny in both histories.

"Really... and he left such embarrassing words..."

Queen Morgan hugged the pillow tightly, as if she regarded it as the incarnation of her husband and loved it.

"'I'm going to kill you' or something like that, is this some old idol drama line..."

"'Just born for this' or something like that... I hate it, ugh!"

Without Rhodes, there would be no Morgan today.

It was he who saved her life in the first history, and the savior Ash was resurrected.