"You didn't reincarnate?!"
Inside the tent, Sovell asked in astonishment.
Guinevere (elderly version) nodded and began explaining her circumstances:
"After Sir Gawain succeeded to the throne, he swept away Mordred's remaining forces and restored peace to Britain in less than a year.
People wanted to find the place where you departed, but no one, not even Sir Bedivere, could find it again. Afterward, it became a mystery, until little Jin Garin found this place.
Decades later, Sir Agravain, Sir Bedivere, and even Gawain, who was king, passed away one after another. Gareth and I were the only ones left from the days of the Round Table.
Before I died, I begged little Jin Garin to bury me here, and he agreed. So I stayed here all these years."
Beneath her weathered features, traces of the beauty that had once been unrivaled in the Kingdom remained, but everything had long since changed.
Sovell let out a deep sigh and said nothing more.
In Kerimud City, on the morning after the night he soundly defeated Liens, he had bestowed a blessing upon Guinevere to ease his guilt.
The blessing ensured that, in her next life, Guinevere would be born as the daughter of an immensely wealthy and distinguished family, marry her true love, and live a peaceful, happy life.
But... who could have imagined she wouldn't reincarnate?! She even became an earthbound spirit!
That bastard Merlin lied to me back in Avalon!
Sovell clutched his hair, utterly frustrated and filled with resentment.
"Sir Sovell... are... are you all right?"
Guinevere (elderly version) ventured to ask. Rather than answer her directly, Sovell muttered to himself:
"There's no helping it. I still have to pay for the sins I committed a thousand years ago!"
As he finished speaking, Sovell's fingertips rapidly traced azure trails