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

I did go a bit too far.

It's not hard to understand how Krall feels right now.

Then, he followed her instructions to stroll around the city and check what special changes had taken place over the past hundred years.

She doesn't show her temper when she's throwing a tantrum.

Instead, they use this devilish, tickling method.

"Let's go, let's enter this Lentinion."

Du Wei turned to the women behind him and said.

He, the lord, led everyone into the city to witness the tremendous changes that had taken place in Lentinion over the past century.

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Chapter Six: The Bride's Companion, Habert Rott [Please subscribe! Please vote!]

The cities of the fairy kingdom of Britain share common characteristics.

That is, "to whom to seek salvation".

Fairies are best at relying on others and often lie without considering the consequences.

Lentinion is different from them.

Here, fairies rise up for humanity, and humanity rises up for fairies.

It wasn't just for myself, but for the sake of my neighbors that I decided to keep moving forward on this path.

It bears some resemblance to the Knights of the Round Table in pan-human history.

We are all comrades who walk side by side, regardless of rank, helping and recognizing each other.

Respect love, compassion, and faith.

Walk on a path where you can be proud of yourself and your friends.

They are individuals, and also a collective, bound together by the same idea, glory, and bond.

Morgan was able to glimpse the true nature of the city through the fairy's eye.

He didn't do nothing to Lentini Enduvi; before leaving, he conveyed his thoughts to Clara....

An ideal city where humans and fairies can coexist peacefully.

It seems that Krall has achieved this goal.

"This place is very nice. There's no difference between humans and fairies; everyone wants to see a shared future...120..."

Morgan and Dewey remarked as they walked down the street.

Looking at the fairies and humans walking around, I felt that this was the ideal state of Britain.

Du Wei's idea was not wrong.

The Greater Grail has entered the preparation stage, and the third method will be activated soon.

At that time, human genes will be repaired.

The next step was to change the whole of Britain and make it a true utopia.

As we strolled around, we arrived at the commercial area.

"Stop right there, you loving couple!"

As Morgan passed a store selling glamorous clothing, she heard a voice coming from her direction.

The off-key voice caught people off guard.

Even faster than her reaction was her lightning-fast figure.

"Stop! I can smell that unique atmosphere that only newlyweds have here! Hmm...not bad...Miss..."

The newcomer was a petite fairy.

Wearing a pink double-pointed hat, a thick pink coat resembling a cotton-padded jacket, and pure white lantern pants.

Her long pink (chbb) hair cascaded down her back.

He was carrying a large brown shoulder bag that looked like it contained tools.

"Yes..."

Morgan's eyes narrowed when he saw the pink-haired fairy.

This fairy awakened her long-dormant memories.

Morgan, who was once the savior, also had companions, including the Black Knight and a Fairy Knight.

She was one of Morgan's original partners.

Fairy Knight Tertrot.

Morgan had defeated her in a one-on-one match in the past.

After that, Trott decided to become Morgan's partner and shoulder the mission of saving Britain together.

Unfortunately, all of these things fell apart later.

In the 400th year of the Fairy Calendar, the Knights of the Round Table were poisoned, and the Savior was nominally attacked.

Morgan never saw Tertrot again after that.

It could be due to the inconvenience of becoming queen, or it could be because she believed that the other person had also died in the calamity.

Morgan discarded the past of the savior.

The petite enchantress before him was very similar to the Tertrolte in Morgan's memory; there was almost no difference between them.

But they are different beings.

"Sorry... I got a little distracted... My name is Habertrot! Habertrot of textiles!"

Morgan wasn't the only one who was distracted.

When Habertrot first saw Morgan, a sense of sadness welled up in her heart for some reason.

I have no memories of her.

But why do I feel heartache when I see Morgan?

"Habetroth...?"

Morgan nodded as if he knew something.

The name is different now.

It does not refer to itself as Tertrol, but appears here as Habertrot.

However, they look identical.

Her former best friend has passed away, and the Habertrot who appears before her is the successor of Tetrot.

So it's normal that she doesn't remember Morgan.

"Textile companies? What do they want with us?"

Mordred asked with a hint of doubt.

Du Wei also knew about the relationship between Morgan and Habertrotter, but he didn't intend to speak up at the moment.

I never expected to meet Habertrot here.

He can only say that fate played a cruel trick on him.

"Well, everyone calls me Habeyoo. I'm a professional tailor. A fairy who secretly helps brides before wedding chaos! I'm all the brides' partner!"

Habertrot's earlier confusion vanished.

He introduced himself without any ambiguity, while keeping his eyes focused on Morgan.

She was sizing up the other person's figure.

Having roughly conceived the bridal gown in my mind, I felt a strong urge to complete it.

.....once again?

I don't know why I think that way.

Did I make her a wedding dress before?

Habertrot couldn't figure this out, nor did he delve into it too deeply.

"Looks like he's still the bride's partner..."

"Hmm? This lady... could it be that I've actually met her before? If she's such a beautiful bride, even if I had amnesia, I, Habe-miao, could never forget her...?"

Habertrot continued to ponder.