I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

She is Aurora, the patriarch of the Wind Clan.

Woodworth's anger subsided considerably after Aurora's reassurance; he had almost ruined his gentlemanly image in a moment of impulsiveness.

The downside of the Fang Clan is that they are too easily swayed by emotions.

At this court meeting, Morian, the patriarch of the Winged Clan, was absent, and the same was true for the Royal Clan.

Only the four tribes of Fang, Wind, Earth, and Mirror were present. (End)

The clan chiefs discussed the damage report caused by the calamity.

Discussions centered on how to deal with the ever-growing Ketpila.

Du Wei felt somewhat awkward watching the court meeting; it seemed no fairy had revealed his secret.

Morgan thus listened attentively to the opinions expressed by the various clan leaders.

Just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but speak.

Einset, the patriarch of the Mirror Clan, spoke first.

“Your Majesty, that human was the winner of the Singing Crow Tournament held by Woodworth. He defeated all the fairies who participated in the tournament.”

Einsey stared intently at Du Wei.

She seemed puzzled by the presence of humans before her, but there was no malice in her puzzlement.

The situation is just too special.

The Mirror Clan are a clan that can see the future.

But Du Wei is not in the future she sees.

As soon as Einset spoke, the ministers and officials present were in an uproar.

"Oh? That's rare indeed. I never expected a human to win the songbird competition."

Morgan spoke for the first time as the patriarchs began their discussion.

Her pale blue eyes, hidden beneath the black veil, were looking directly at Du Wei.

The action seemed to be scrutinizing the only human present, adding an interesting element to the otherwise mundane situation.

This is the first time I've ever seen humans defeat fairies.

She did not see it for at least 1800 years after she became queen.

"A human? The winner of the Songbird Tournament is a human! Woodworth, does your Fang Clan have no warriors capable of fighting?"

"I already told you... shut up... Caples!"

Woodworth glared at Caples, revealing his pale white fangs.

The killing intent erupted in an instant.

"quiet."

Morgan's voice rang out, and the fairies present fell silent once again.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain range permeated the hall.

Woodworth's anger was extinguished.

He was indeed the organizer of the songbird competition, but it was unexpected that a human would win first place.

In the past, the Fang Clan should have been the one to take first place.

What ability does this human possess to defeat the warriors of my Fang Clan?

Woodworth's moo was fixed on Duvie.

From the outside, Du Wei looks just like any other ordinary human being.

I can't see anything special about it.

"Oh my, I didn't expect humans to come in first place. Well then, according to custom, they should be given a corresponding reward, right?"

It is indeed a miracle that humans were able to defeat fairies. However, I believe this human can set a better example for other humans.

Aurora's face beamed with joy.

As if offering a blessing for humanity's achievement of becoming number one, an aura of holiness and purity emanated from her.

Officials and envoys alike praised Aurora's benevolence.

This person is so gentle even towards humans.

"Human, state your name."

Having defeated the fairy and seized first place, you have arrived before my throne; you are worthy of the reward you deserve.

Morgan asked Dewey.

Her slender legs were crossed in a charmingly seductive manner.

In an instant, all the fairies' eyes were focused on Du Wei.

...divide...line...

Please vote for me! Please give me a reward! Please vote for me!

As an aside, Ya Ling is similar to the Star Tentacles of Earth, with each individual possessing strength comparable to a minor deity.

Normally, their appearances are instructed by Gaia, the planet, and they are under Gaia's control. However, Arling of Britain in this Lostbelt is an exception.

Chapter Twelve: What I Want and Crave [New book, pink and fresh! Please give flowers! Please give monthly tickets!]

“Du Wei, my name is Du Wei.”

Du Wei looked back at Morgan with neither arrogance nor servility.

I met his gaze briefly through his deep black eyes.

Morgan nodded slightly and continued, "Dewey, aside from the currency you are entitled to, I grant you permission to make one request of me."

As soon as he said that, the fairies present started to make a fuss.

"What right do mere humans have to claim this, Your Majesty! Please reconsider!"

Woodworth was the first to stand up and object.

What a supreme honor it is to have the Queen listen to one's request! What right do these humans have to have such a privilege?!

Even fairies don't receive this kind of treatment.

Why did His Majesty bestow such an honor upon him?

"Woodworth, do I have my own considerations, or do you have doubts about my considerations?"

"I...I...I will not question His Majesty's decision."

Woodworth could only swallow his dissatisfaction.

Within Britain, Queen Morgan was an absolute figure.

Seeing that Woodworth had failed to persuade Morgan, the other clan leaders did not say anything more about it.

Aurora hadn't expected Morgan to say that.

Could it be that that human had something special about him?

Morgan's calm, unwavering eyes continued to scrutinize Du Wei.

The person before her had an extremely pure heart, like a gem shining brightly amidst a sea of ​​black mud.

This reward was also her way of questioning Du Wei's inner thoughts.

With her fairy eyes, she couldn't be mistaken.

Having witnessed countless sorrows and betrayals, she sighed, now she had only reached the point of numbness.

How long has it been since I've seen an innocent person?

He must be a human from another world.

Morgan saw through part of Dewey's true identity.

On the other hand, Du Wei understood a lot from Morgan's words.

Can you grant her permission to make a request?

In other words, he was only allowed to make the request to her, and whether or not it was fulfilled was up to Morgan.

She truly deserves to be called the Queen who ruled Britain for two thousand years.

In terms of rhetoric, it was impeccable.

In other words, this is a test.

Although I didn't intend to say anything too outrageous, it seems I have no choice but to liven things up.

Du Wei's lips curled up slightly into a smile.

"Speak once you've thought it through."

"Then Your Majesty, only you can grant me what I desire. All I long for and can reach is myself."

Du Wei stared intently at Morgan and said seriously.