My mother's love song

Even after reincarnating into the next generation and forgetting about me and Ashiya, Bavanshi's admiration for Morgan remained unchanged.

The girl murmured, "His Majesty Morgan... must have her own considerations..."

This is true.

In Rhodes's opinion, Morgan's action was basically a push from behind to the still hesitant Altria.

Rhode already had a vague idea of ​​what the Queen of Winter was planning since their last reunion in Camelot.

Let's wait and see for now.

Rhodes put on a relaxed expression and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get back to the main topic of tonight."

"Yes, that's right! I'm here to taste food with Mr. Rhodes today!"

Britomart said sheepishly, "Let's put the serious topic aside for now and get back to the recipe!"

The beautiful lady in men's clothing with silver hair and twin ponytails showed a charming smile.

It's true that I never get tired of seeing this smile no matter how many times I see it.

The two turned their attention back to the food in front of them.

"It's delicious! I thought it would be too much to eat after two bites, but it's not the case at all! I feel like I can finish it in just a few bites."

"Really? I think this mashed potato salad is really good too..."

Rhodes thought to himself: I really hope Morgan can make some progress in cooking.

Britomart smiled happily and said, "As expected of the Great Dining Hall Oxford! I never thought that one day I would be able to eat food as delicious as that in Panhuman History in the Fairy Kingdom!"

"Hahaha... Does Britomart usually eat badly?"

"Yes! It's terrible... Even human cooking is hard to describe. I've been having fish and chips every day lately."

"Would you like to try some of my frankfurters?" Rod asked in a sexually harassing manner.

"Hey, is that okay? Oh, right... this is also part of the communication, so I won't be shy! Mr. Rhodes' sausage!"

Britomart stretched his neck and took a bite of the food that Rod had forked, then revealed a very happy expression.

"It's great! The skin is very crispy, and a lot of slightly sweet gravy comes out when you bite it... It's delicious."

"You're exaggerating."

As he said this, Rhode took the initiative to wipe the corners of the girl's mouth with a napkin.

Britomart uttered a shy "Ah!" but did not reject Rhodes' action.

Although the Fairy Knight appears to be several years older than the black-haired boy, the warm atmosphere is like that of an old father and daughter going out for a weekend outing.

This guy Bawanshi... is obviously a taste idiot, but he still makes such colorful expressions.

Rhodes thought: Although I admit that the food here is good and is at the level of a star-rated hotel in pan-human history, you don't have to be so... ?

The young man was stunned.

"Brittomart, you just said the flavors here are as good as panhuman history?"

The girl nodded.

"Yes! I haven't eaten at such a delicious restaurant in Fairyland for a long time!"

Rhodes: "…………When did you go to Panhuman History? When did you develop a sense of taste?"

Hearing his question, the fairy knight girl said mysteriously.

"Ah... you didn't know yet?

I forgot to tell you that I am actually a hybrid of a fairy and a human from pan-human history."

"What……"

As Rhode stared in astonishment, the girl said with a clear expression: "I was not born in the Fairyland, but from the inner sea of ​​the Fairyland Star.

My biological mother is the fairy knight Britomart, who once fought alongside the great King Arthur. I am her second generation.

Hehehe... In that case, Mr. Rhodes and I can be considered from the same hometown. After all, Mr. Rhodes is also a human who came to the Fairy Kingdom from the Pan-Human History..."

Rhodes didn't hear what Britomart said next, and cold sweat kept flowing down his forehead and cheeks.

A few days ago, Noknaria's careless remarks suddenly echoed in Rhodes' mind.

“…When it comes to lowly bloodlines, it’s probably the same for both of us, Fairy Knight Tristan.

You are nothing more than a low-level fairy brought here by Morgan as his "daughter."

Rhodes' brain was working rapidly, and a truth slowly emerged from the darkness.

Could it be that Bawanshi is not Britomart, but...

"Morgan, the most powerful and beautiful fairy queen, I heard rumors about your majesty from Paradise...

So, with great excitement and deep emotion, I took the initiative to visit this fairy country, in order to find a lord worthy of my loyalty as a knight..."

Rod interrupted the girl’s account of her experience: “I’m sorry, Britomart.

I will listen to your explanation later, but can you answer a question for me first? "

"…Um, what?"

"Do you know what kind of fairy the predecessor of Fairy Knight Tristan was?"

……

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By nightfall, the rebellion in New Darlington had reached its most critical moment.

The streets were uncharacteristically alight with flames.

Just an hour ago, the Round Table troops who had infiltrated New Darlington a few days ago captured the city gates.

They encountered almost no effective resistance, after all, the lords here had long been hated by the people.

Although there were fairies who wanted to tip off the enemy, they were too few in number and were quickly eliminated.

After controlling the city gate, the Round Table Army opened the main gate and let in their companions who had been lying in ambush in the wilderness outside the city.

In this way, an army consisting of nearly a thousand human soldiers armed with iron weapons quickly gathered in the city.

Until this time, Tristan, the fairy knight appointed by the queen to govern the city, had not noticed anything unusual.

The red-haired princess, who was unhappy because her servants left her, locked herself in the room and lay on the table in a daze.

On the other hand, there was no subsequent fighting after the Round Table Army entered the city, and they were even warmly welcomed.

"Ahhh... humans? Why are human troops on the streets?"

"The Round Table has invaded New Darlington! It will fall like Norwich!"

"So what? Even though humans are annoying, Tristan is a hundred times more annoying!"

"That's right, I can't stand Tristan anymore! Instead of living in fear of that guy every day, it's better to let the Round Table Army occupy this place!"

To the citizens, they were not invaders, but heroes who had liberated the city from the tyrannical princess.

"That's right, hurry up and get rid of Tristan for us! Of course, it would be even better if you can fight until both of you are defeated!"

The Round Table Army easily suppressed the guards of the City Hall, and many goblins even defected in the hope of joining the rebellion.

How unpopular is the Queen's daughter... The human soldiers coming from Londinium couldn't help but click their tongues.

The Round Table Army had an unimpeded journey and soon arrived at their final destination, the mansion of Lord Tristan.

They surrounded the entire manor in a well-trained manner.

It was at this point that Tristan finally realized that something was wrong.

"What's all the noise outside?"

The Fairy Knight, looking unhappy, came to the balcony of the bedroom while muttering.

Then she saw the black mass of unfamiliar soldiers, fully armed and lined up outside her house, as well as the citizens who followed them to watch the fun.

"……Aha?"

Tristan, who was surprisingly perceptive about this kind of thing, realized that this was a rebellion and veins popped up on his forehead.

"Where did all these scum come from to gather at my doorstep and make so much noise? Are you tired of living?"

Then Tristan put his hands on his hips and started yelling at the army below.

However, the rebels did not intend to engage in a war of words with her, and the only response to the Fairy Knight was the bows and arrows in their hands.

In the darkness of the night, ignited arrows flew towards the mansion like a rainstorm. Although these arrows, which were not infused with magic power, would only bounce off with a clang even if they hit Tristan, the girl's house soon caught fire.

The Round Table Army planned to use this method to force Tristan out of the mansion where the spell was set, or simply burn her to death inside.

"...Tsk."

Tristan stretched out a finger, sniped several humans with curse bullets, and frowned unhappily.

Among the Goblin Knights, Gawain is a turret-type hero known for his large range and high firepower.

To Gawain, a mob of a thousand human soldiers was nothing more than a handful that could be crushed with just a few more swings of the Carventine.

But Tristan was different.

As a witch, she is not good at one-on-many combat. Even if she rushes out to fight the human army, she will only put herself in a disadvantageous situation.

Is that the end? Tristan gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction.

"You bastards... remember this!"

The manor house had been engulfed in a raging flame, and the red-haired girl was standing alone above the fire.

"I have memorized all of your faces. When I come back... I will definitely kill you all one by one next time!"

The villain princess, who uttered the classic line of defeat, reached into the pocket of her skirt.

There is the gift of the mirror given to her by her beloved mother. As long as she has this, Tristan can travel freely in Britain.

"what……"

Tristan's expression turned into a daze: [to the mirror] I lent it to Rhodes this morning.

Sudden!

A flying arrow hit Tristan's neck and left a scratch.

Arrows shot by humans cannot penetrate Tristan's magic wall, so this is an attack with fairy magic added.

The citizens of New Darlington also joined the fight against the tyrant.

"..."

Tristan broke out in a cold sweat. "The situation seems... a little bad?"

In the blink of an eye, more arrows infused with magic power flew over.

"...Die! Die, all of you, you pieces of shit!!!"

Tristan knocked all her attacks down in mid-air, and due to her anxious mood, she wasted too much magic power, and her magic power decreased rapidly.

Ten minutes into the war of attrition between the two sides, Tristan suddenly felt unable to stand still, a sign that his magic power was about to run out.

If he performs magic a few more times, he will lose his power.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Tristan used more magic in an impatient manner, and the rebels below fell like harvested rice fields.

However, the girl's efforts could not bring about any change in the situation.

As the soldiers fell, more soldiers would immediately fill in, and the only thing that was decreasing was Tristan's magic power and mental endurance.

“Haaah…Haaah…Hmm…Don’t come near me! Haaah…Don’t come near me!”

The high temperature caused by the fire approached the Fairy Knight, further straining her will, which had already reached its limit.

“No…no…!”

The girl waved her hands in an ugly manner and performed magic, and a huge curse bullet exploded among the rebel crowd.

This attack was very effective. The Round Table Army was thrown into disarray and the citizens also recalled the horror of being dominated by Tristan.