My mother's love song

Is Morgan waiting inside?

As Altria was thinking this, there was a commotion on the other side of the Chalk Gate.

Maybe other people couldn't hear anything clearly, but the child of prophecy who possessed the highest fairy eyes could vaguely hear something.

"Lancelot, come and help... hurry up, find a way to hide! You hold his shoulders!"

"Your Majesty, be gentle! Your pants! You're about to pull them off!"

Altria: ???

What on earth is going on inside?

For some reason, the girl felt a strange feeling as if she had caught someone cheating.

Soon, before the Child of Prophecy's delusions became more serious, the door to the Amyrlin Throne Room was opened.

Altria, Gawain, and the officials of Camelot entered in an orderly manner.

The officials consciously came to both sides of the hall, and Gawain stood next to Lancelot.

Only the Child of Prophecy came alone to the bottom of the Jade Throne.

Camelot's clerk announced as the crowd quickly quieted down.

"Kneel. Pay tribute. Worship. Submit."

"The messengers who came to the throne held their breath, thirty ambassadors, a hundred officials were silent."

"The king who expanded the territory, the king who established the fairy kingdom."

"This is the presence of Her Majesty Queen Morgan. This is the glory of Her Majesty Queen Morgan."

"Son of prophecy, please bear this in mind. This is the grace of Her Majesty the Queen. This is the pardon of Her Majesty the Queen."

On the jade throne at the very center of the hall, a graceful figure sat majestically and solemnly, surrounded by hazy black mist.

She is Queen Morgan…?

Because of the black fog, I can't see anything clearly from a distance. Is this a hindrance from magic?

Altria pursed her lips, swallowed, and her green pupils rolled around.

I didn't see Rod anywhere...

There's nothing from the officials, and there's nothing from the fairy knights...

Where is it? Where is my princess?

"Artoria."

"!"

The Son of Prophecy shuddered, and then listened to Morgan's words.

"I agree. Come forward and hold your head up."

"Okay, okay!"

Altria raised her head, and she was surprised to find

"!?!?"

The Child of Prophecy widened her eyes.

The fairy's pupils trembled violently, and reflected on the emerald irises was an unbelievable, strange and weird scene.

Morgan, the queen of the Fairy Kingdom, is as dignified and charming as the rumors say. She is a peerless beauty who is no less beautiful than Lancelot, who is known as the most beautiful.

Just sitting on the throne, she exudes a noble temperament, worthy of being the queen who rules the fairy kingdom.

but……

Why is Rod sitting in your arms!!!

And it's the reverse sitting position on your legs

Just like a mother holding her baby, you let Rod bury his face in your arms! ? ! ?

"........."

The Son of Prophecy's face turned pale.

Morgan deadpanned.

The reason why she held Rhode in her arms was simply because there was no shelter in the throne room, and if she didn't, she wouldn't be able to deal with the unconscious Rhode.

You can't just throw your beloved husband into the big hole outside, can you?

Give it to Lancelot? I'd rather hold it myself!

As for the position in which they were sitting opposite each other, it was entirely Morgan's own preference.

Now, the queen is sitting on the throne, holding her beloved boy in her arms. Her figure is so different.

She has a graceful and upright figure and looks majestic.

Her sharp emerald eyes peered down through the black veil, making her look more like a Valkyrie than a loving mother.

The scene seemed familiar, reminiscent of the small-scale belief in the Earth Mother Goddess that existed sporadically in Europe throughout human history.

Mary, dyed black, the Black Madonna Morgan le Fay holding the Savior.

"..."

Of course, there was no way that Altria could know this. She just felt suffocated.

Um...Is this some kind of public execution?

Or is it your provocation, contempt, and insult to me?

No, could it be a brand new Play that I don’t know about!?

Calm down, me!

Altria adjusted her breathing and finally calmed down a little.

In short, judging from the current situation.

After achieving the achievement of "Slave of the Fairy Knight", Rhode became "The Queen's Plaything"... That should be right, right?

"Well……!"

Altria gritted her teeth and clenched her hands in anger.

When she thought about how Morgan and Tristan had taken Rhode into the bedroom and ravaged him before she came to Camelot, Altria felt her heart bleed...

So envious... No!

You two, mother and daughter, how far do you want to humiliate Rhodes before you stop?

"……Um?"

Altria was surprised to find that, except for herself, no other fairies noticed the young man in Morgan's arms. Only the fairy knight Lancelot, who had been in the hall from the beginning, was standing by and trying to hold back his laughter.

So, the black fog just now was indeed a magic that hindered cognition.

Yes, Rhodes did say that.

He has an inherent skill of blurring other people's perceptions.

Because I've been around him for so long, my fairy eyes may have become resistant to cognitive-impairing magic or hypnosis.

So Morgan probably didn't know that I could see Rod sitting on her lap.

"........."

I didn't expect that... Queen Morgan, who has such a graceful and elegant beauty, plays so big in private.

Rhode seemed to have said that this was called... oh, "exhibitionism".

So that’s what happened.

Your Majesty Morgan, you usually sit on the throne and accept audiences in front of more than 100 officials, while using concealment magic and secretly getting intimate with humans, right?

Shameless...!

What fairy queen? She is clearly a dissolute and obscene concubine!

While Altria's worldview was exploding, Morgan was also observing her.

While caressing her husband's back like a loving mother embracing her child, she stared at Altria's face and spoke calmly.

"I see, the child of prophecy.

Well, it seems that you are indeed the true child of prophecy."

"……snort!"

Altria had nothing to say about this vile queen who stole someone else's princess.

"?"

What is she mad about? Did I just say something wrong?

Morgan was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself what a strange child he was, and then declared: "I recognize your achievements in Norwich.

Although it may seem like meddling in other people's business, you have worked hard to defeat the disaster, so come and claim your reward."

As she said this, Camelot's clerk fairy came in front of Altria.

"Here is three hundred million Morgan pounds. Take it with gratitude to the Queen."

“…………Three, three hundred million!?”

This is not a fake banknote that Oberon prepared for the auction, but a real 300 million Morgan pounds!

Altria's eyes widened.

"Don't insult me ​​with this kind of thing! (Slaps the money that is handed to him)

Do you think this piece of waste paper can buy Rhodes' freedom and dignity? "

This kind of cool plot can be imagined in your mind. The Son of Prophecy accepted the Queen's bounty with the fastest hand speed in his life, fearing that Morgan would have any regrets.

"……Ah."

The Queen of Winter seemed very satisfied with Altria's reaction. She stroked the back of Rhodes' head and raised the corner of her mouth in disdain.

Although he was unhappy about being looked down upon, the Son of Prophecy did not regret it at all.

Money is money, even if it has a seductress's head printed on it, it can't shake its value! When we're done, let's go to the most expensive restaurant in the capital to eat seafood!

Morgan raised his eyes and said, "That's all I want to say. If there is nothing else, the interview ends here.

Altria. Do you have any questions for my Queen Morgan?"

Stop talking nonsense and give me back the Rod in your arms!

Artoria was about to shout

"Remember to think twice before you speak. Depending on the content, I will cancel your guest status."

Morgan's addition completely silenced the Son of Prophecy.

It's not that I can't speak because I have the enemy's money in my pocket.

It was because the majesty emanating from Morgan's body at that moment just now made Altria feel a chill to the bones.

She is definitely not some lustful concubine who only knows how to play with men...

The real thing, the Fairy Queen who swept across Britain with overwhelming absolute power and conquered the six major clans!

"........."

"Well, since you have nothing to say, let me do it."

Morgan's beautiful face showed a contemptuous and sarcastic smile.

She used her hand to push aside the bangs of the boy in her arms, bent down and kissed his forehead, while her eyes were fixed on Altria, giving her a provocative look.

"(Chirp)...The hateful child of prophecy of Ainsel.

Presumably, the final catastrophe of this year will lead to the destruction of the fairies living in Britain once again.

However, no matter how many times they die, creatures like goblins will still be reborn without learning from their mistakes.

Even if the whole of Britain is engulfed in flames, as long as my castle remains intact, the Fairy Kingdom can be revived countless times."