Chapter 864
"You can stay there as long as you want."
You'd better never come out again! You idiot Shirou!
"..."
The Faerie Knight felt a sudden chill creep into his skin.
What's going on? It seems even colder over there than before...
After thanking the Queen, Shirou turned and left the audience hall.
Gawain also stood up.
Just as she was about to chase after her, she remembered something and hesitated before turning to the Queen on her throne.
"His Majesty."
"Is there anything else, Sir Gawain?"
"Um... do you think what this man said is credible?"
Gawain raised the issue that was troubling him and preventing him from calming his emotions:
"Do you really think he is that person...?"
This is not your concern.
The Fae Queen gave a cold and concise command.
I will determine his true identity myself...
All you need to do is act as my eyes and keep an eye on his every move.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Gawain lowered his head deeply, then left the hall and returned to the corridor.
The girl was filled with curiosity.
In the Camelot streets of Camelot.
The fairy inhabitants here are all the highest-ranking nobles of Britain, but whoever sees her will be terrified and make way for her.
The most cruel, ruthless, impatient, and indiscriminate fairy at the Fae Round Table, and also the daughter of Queen Morgan.
Fae Knight Tristan
Tristan, known as "Blood Heel".
Another title is "Fae Slayer".
The fairy princess had no intention of covering the town in blood today and completely disregarded the passing fairies.
She's focusing on only one thing now.
A man from a foreign land.
The man shot down by the Queen.
The informant planted by Camelot relayed the topic to Tristan.
I heard that when Mother went to see that man, Woodwose tried his best, but still couldn't get anything done.
I heard that person rejected that wicked Aurora's invitation and followed that big Gawain around.
I heard that if it weren't for my mother's intervention, Woodwose would have been skinned alive by that man long ago.
Upon hearing these rumors, Tristan's heart, which had been filled with boredom for a century, leaped with joy.
Serves you right, you stinky dog.
You must be eager to please your mother and make yourself look handsome, right?
But her mother protected her, serves her right!
Serves you right, ugly woman.
You must be longing to be pampered and cherished by such a rare man, right?
As a result, she was left standing to the side by the man she met for the first time. Serves her right!
But there's nothing we can do about it.
After all, Mother is tens of thousands of times better than that stinky dog, which is only natural!
After all, the mother in front of him was more charming than that ugly woman, which was only natural!
Cheer up, Woodwose!
Give me your usual fake smile, Aurora!
Tristan couldn't help but mock the two people in his imagination.
That being said, Woodwose is the clan chief of the Fang Clan, and his strength is beyond question.
Aurora was the same; her only ugliness lay in her personality, while her beauty was genuine and dazzling.
Even though Tristan loathed it, he couldn't help but agree with these two points in his heart.
During the audience, not only Woodwose and Aurora, but also clan chiefs from outside the northern barbarians were said to have gathered together.
Ugh, really...!
Tristan bit his lip in frustration.
My mother is really something, why won't she let me watch such interesting things?
Tristan also witnessed the sky of Britain being burned through when the Queen fired the Holy Lance.
However, Tristan did not receive a summons to an audience when Gawain escorted the downed man back to Camelot.
Moreover, the only command received was "standby".
As a result, she missed some interesting scenes.
Even Gawain was so frightened that his face turned pale; it must have been quite an interesting sight.
It seems that the man, in front of my mother, actually claimed to be the Genesis King of Britain...?
Huh? The Genesis King?
What is that? I've never heard of it before.
Wasn't it Mother who established the Fae Kingdom?
The Ancestor King of Britain, isn't that my mother?
Are you kidding me? This is infuriating!!!
At that moment, the clever yet cruel Tristan came up with a brilliant idea.
Why don't I just kill that man who disrespected my mother myself?
I'll kill that guy who even Woodwose and Gawain couldn't handle.
I tore off his hands and feet with silk thread, and then strangled his neck with silk thread.
But I won't kill him.
We won't kill him yet.
I'll hang him by the thread, bound like a caterpillar, and smash him against the wall of Camelot.
Even if he cries out and begs for mercy, he will still smash his fist against the wall.
Soon, bright red stains and torn limbs will be casually stuck to the wall, becoming beautiful works of art.
I want everyone to appreciate this art!
The stinky dog and the ugly woman will be dumbfounded.
My mother will definitely praise me.
You're amazing! ▇▇▇!
My most important ▇▇▇!
My beloved daughter, ▇▇▇!
Then, she should stroke me gently.
Because I eliminated Britain, the Fae Kingdom, and the threat from my mother.
I'm so smart!
I'm so awesome!
I am the Queen's heir!
The problem is, even Woodwose and Gawain couldn't do anything about that man.
I probably couldn't handle it with just strength...
But that's not important!
My Magecraft is thread.
Assassination and curses are also among my specialties!
The line will keep extending; although it can be cut, it will entangle the target.
Anyway, that man was just a human being, wasn't he?
If I were to suddenly cut off one of his arms, he would definitely writhe on the ground in agony, crying and begging for mercy!
That's right, take care of him instantly!!
It seems that the man was arranged by his mother to spend the night at the Camelot Hotel.
However, according to Tristan's intelligence network, he seems to have left the inn and gone to Camelot's Grand Library alone.
What an idiot!
The girl thought to herself, "Even I don't dare to lay a hand on Gawain because he's protecting me."
He actually dared to swagger out like that, and to investigate information at that?
Anyway, he's probably thinking of investigating Britain history and then secretly undermining Mother's rule little by little!
I won't let you succeed!!
He must have come to this world to destroy the Fae Kingdom, Tristan thought.
However, he was completely defeated by his mother in a direct battle, which is why he resorted to such despicable means!
What a sissy! Just thinking about it makes me laugh.
He might be a man shorter than me... chuckle
All they do is talk a good game, fooling the fairies completely.
Everyone except my mother was fooled by him.
I won't be fooled, because I'm as smart as my mother.
Tristan walked along, lost in thought. Time flew by, and before he knew it, he was in front of Camelot's library.
"Call..."
The girl took a deep breath.
Listen carefully, ▇▇▇.
"When carrying out an assassination, one must remain calm... one cannot rely solely on momentum, but must learn to use one's mind."
A fighting technique that someone had taught me a long, long time ago echoed in my mind.
Who is talking to me...?
Never mind, I can't remember anymore.
Tristan tossed his long red hair, trying to dismiss the lingering pain in his mind...
Listen up, I'm not like those roadside fish!