Why had the Knights of the Round Table been summoned to this Singularity?
And why had she herself left the Fairy Realm to help humanity?
Robin pondered a question she had never considered before. Following behind Anno, a trace of bewilderment showed in her eyes.
Centered on the point that had caused the anomaly, the collapsing space formed a perfect circle. Robin, Anno, and the others had also walked one full circuit around it.
This circle was like the lifespan of a fairy—its beginning joined to its end, with no end in sight.
Throughout her long life, aside from missing her mother, the aversion to death born from being brought into this world, and the disgust and hatred she felt toward her father, Oberon, the King of Fairies, whom she had never met, Robin realized—
There seemed to be very little worth remembering.
She had once traveled across the entire world, but wherever she went, the path had always been smooth.
The days when her mother was still alive had been the peak; the moment her mother left had been the valley. Other than that, there had been no hardship.
The fairies revered her because she was Oberon's child. Humans hated her because she was the King of Pranks. In a life spanning who knew how many hundreds or thousands of years, she could only find a few casual acquaintances.
And—
True friends?
Her gaze dimmed slightly. Lost in wild thoughts as she walked, she raised her head a little and glanced at Anno ahead of her.
At Robin's height, all she could see was Anno's butt.
Robin made a disgusted face and hurriedly moved out from behind Anno.
"Hm? What is it?" Anno noticed Robin suddenly quicken her pace to walk beside him and found it rather strange.
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