Rumors

Gawain faced Bai Mo; her figure was so tall that Bai Mo had to look up at her. She patted the sword at her waist and said, "You don't even know which clan you've hired belongs to, which clearly shows they don't trust you."

How about this: I'm willing to increase the price they offered by 30%, and grant you legal status in Manchester. If you're willing, you can serve under my banner. My army is just outside the city, and if you agree, I can give you a position second only to mine; your strength is worthy of that.

"So, how about you just void the previous contract?"

Clearly, Gawain didn't want to fight Bai Mo, who had just fought alongside him. The city lord of New Darlington had fled, and there was no reason not to take advantage of this easy target.

Bai Mo looked somewhat surprised, then shook his head and said:

"No, I don't like breaking contracts."

"I see. Then I should apologize to you for doubting your loyalty because you are a mercenary. But in that case, we have no choice but to settle this. The strong prey on the weak, the weak obey the strong, and the strong have an obligation to protect the weak."

If you want me to give up, then defeat me in a duel.

Gawain immediately prepared to draw her sword, but in the next instant, she felt her waist go empty. Looking up, she saw that her fairy sword Carnwennan, had somehow ended up in Bai Mo's hand.

"It's a decent weapon, but unfortunately, it's a bit too small for you."

As Bai Mo spoke, he tossed Carnwennan back to Gawain. At that moment, a look of seriousness appeared in Gawain's eyes. She realized that the person in front of her had definitely held back when fighting the avatar of Calamity.

"Is this alright, Gawain... Can't you give your name? That's a bit of a shame. You're a good person, no, a good fairy, but I can't just hand over this city."

and..."

Just then, behind Bai Mo, the light from the floor-to-ceiling window distorted slightly, and a chill swept over. Bai Mo frowned slightly, but did not turn around. He raised his arm, and a violent crash was heard. The mirror shattered, and a figure fell to the ground.

"Ugh!"

"Boggart?"

Gawain warily watched the Queen Knight on the ground, who was holding a weapon and preparing to launch a surprise attack. It was none other than Boggart, who was famous among the many Queen Knights. However, Boggart had just been knocked to the ground by Bai Mo's attack and was powerless.

"What are you doing? Wasn't Gawain already identified as an enemy? How could you...?"

Suddenly, Boggart trembled, swallowing back the words she had just prepared, only to hear a cold voice coming from the stairwell:

"Boggart, I think I only ordered you to deal with those fairies, right? Don't do anything unnecessary, I remember that's what I said."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I only wanted to serve you."

Do you think I need your power?

Boggart said no more, but knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head. Meanwhile, the Fairy Knight Gawain was overwhelmed by the large amount of information and his mind became confused.

Your Majesty? Whom can Boggart address as Your Majesty? Also, what does it mean to "deal with those demons"?

Gawain looked out and saw that there wasn't a single goblin in sight on the streets of New Darlington.

"Come to the main hall, victory deserves a proper celebration."

Doors opened one by one, and Bai Mo walked away without looking back. Gawain glanced at Boggart on the ground, and finally followed Bai Mo's footsteps. When they arrived at the main hall, a considerable amount of food had already been prepared on the Round Table.

As soon as he entered, the figure from the main hall immediately appeared at the doorway. Looking at the dark blue figure, Gawain felt a lump in his throat, unable to speak, finally managing only to utter:

"Your Majesty... you're not dead! You're still alive?"

"Why do people think I'm dead just because I've only disappeared for a few days? We haven't even seen my body, so shouldn't my fate be unknown?"

Morgan frowned, and both Boggart and Gawain seemed to think they should be dead. Gawain also lowered his head, wondering where the news of Morgan's death had come from, and how all the clan leaders believed it so readily.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore. Come and sit down. This was really beyond my expectations. I didn't expect a small-scale Calamity to occur here. Luckily, you were here."

Unfortunately, I don't intend to continue maintaining this place, and currency means nothing to you. What kind of reward do you want?

"No need, this was agreed upon in the first place... And can I really let go? Besides, didn't you say it's best not to expose ourselves to the fairies?"

Bai Mo felt somewhat uneasy about Morgan's enthusiasm. Upon hearing this, a hint of worry flashed in Morgan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"It's nothing. I'm sure Gawain will keep the secret well. As for Boggart, I've already placed a restriction on him, so there's no need to worry. More importantly, tell me quickly what the situation is with this Calamity."

Although Bai Mo wanted to keep her distance from Morgan, Morgan had only prepared two chairs placed side by side. Bai Mo had no choice but to sit down and suggested that Gawain didn't need to stand and could go get the sofa from the side.

"Um... Your Majesty, what did you mean when you said you didn't intend to continue maintaining this place?"

Gawain looked puzzled, while Morgan gave her a pitying look before saying, "I've temporarily left Britain and found something precious."

She grabbed Bai Mo's arm, which was tucked behind her back, and lifted it up, saying:

"This is my ally, Bai Mo. He has come to save Britain. He can ensure that Britain is free from all Calamity and curses."

As soon as the words were spoken, Gawain's gaze froze. She had lost count of how many times she had been shocked today. If anyone else had said this to her, Gawain would have thought they were talking nonsense, but these words came from the mouth of the Queen, whom she respected most.

"If that's the case, then please allow me to continue serving you, Your Majesty!"

She kicked the sofa away, her eyes burning with an intense fervor, but in response, Morgan's eyes flashed with coldness. Just as she was about to speak, Bai Mo said from the side:

"Don't take advantage of ignorant good people, Morgan."

Morgan pouted slightly in dissatisfaction, then sighed softly and said, "Not everyone can bear the truth."

"But I don't want to see your evil deeds. If the other party were an inherently evil demon, that would be one thing, but the person in front of me isn't exactly shameless, is he?"

Your future doesn't lie here; you can't continue living like this.

Morgan nodded slightly upon hearing this, then said, "Indeed, Fairy Knight Gawain, no, Barghest."

Barghest, the true name of the Fairy Knight Gawain. For fairies, a name has great significance. A fairy who loses his name loses his purpose and is not far from his doom.

"As you can see, now, no one in the Fairy Britain recognizes me as their queen anymore, right?"

"No, Your Majesty, with a single command, Manchester will be at your disposal, and the Duke of Woodwose and Lancelot in Oxford will surely return to your side."

"So, you want me to turn a blind eye to this betrayal?"

Barghest was speechless. The situation in the Fairy Britain was complicated. It wasn't that Morgan needed the Fairy Britain, but rather that the Fairy Britain needed Morgan. She knew very well that although Morgan's previous politics had been ruthless, this was one of the few solutions in the face of countless Calamity.

She disappeared for three days, and the number of Mors in Britain increased visibly, almost causing Calamity in places like New Darlington.

It's fair to say that if Morgan hadn't sat on that throne, the Fairy Britain would have truly been doomed, literally.

The fairy's actions undoubtedly constituted a betrayal of the queen.

Rumors can kill! Which bastard spread the rumor that His Majesty Morgan is dead? If I find out, I'll set you on fire!

Barghest thought angrily, while on the other side, in the distant Misty Forest, a man dressed in white travel clothes sneezed.

"What's wrong, Oberon? Have you caught a cold?"

"No, thank you for your concern, Ritsuka. It's probably some noblewoman talking about me. Sigh, being popular is really frustrating. Anyway, we still have a long way to go before we reach Salisbury, where the Wind Clan is located."