Chapter 1104: Inverted Right and Wrong
"May this voice reach everyone..."
Aurora's voice flowed with the wind, echoing throughout Camelot.
"Aurora's wind message?"
Gudako looked up at the sky.
The clouds maintained their usual warm yellow hue, yet the air now carried a startling chill.
"What is she trying to do?"
Muramasa frowned slightly, an uneasy premonition rising in his heart.
"She should be on our side, right? Probably has some strategy?"
Tristan didn't seem particularly concerned.
For a woman like Aurora who perfectly matched his preferences, he instinctively believed she must be on the side of justice!
"Anyway, there's no way she'd engage in truth-distorting behavior. I'm certain of that."
Tristan smiled confidently.
After all, in the legends, the most tragic aspect of the knight Tristan was how his wife had inverted the black and white flags, directly causing his eternal separation from his beloved Isolde.
"I want to expose the true identity of the false queen currently sitting on the throne, and reveal all the crimes she has committed over these thousands of years."
"The queen named Morgan is not a fairy of our Britain, but a complete outsider - a self-righteous invader sent from the paradise, claiming to save us while actually persecuting us!"
"She is a witch, a genuine witch. Her true name is Caster, the Savior Caster. Yet her title of savior is nothing but falsehood! All disasters, great and small, since Britain's birth have originated from this invader. She persecutes us with calamities, then pretends to be our savior before our eyes, making us grateful, helpful, and loving toward her, successfully stealing our trust and loyalty."
"How can a queen who is the source of disasters, such a false queen, be worthy of the throne as ruler of the Fairy Kingdom? Fairies everywhere, now is the time to drive this sin-laden false queen from power and make her pay for her past crimes!"
Aurora's voice sounded utterly pure, almost saintly.
As if she truly believed what she was saying.
Her highly persuasive words, coupled with the shocking "truth" she revealed, instantly ignited both the rebel army and the queen's forces!
Tristan's smile became stiff.
"What is she saying?!"
"This is clearly slander! Miss Caster would never be that kind of person!"
"That Aurora woman!"
Gudako and the others immediately erupted in outrage, each wearing indignant expressions.
Though they stood opposed to the queen, this didn't prevent their admiration for her. They were the ones who truly knew the queen's past, who understood that this so-called truth was pure slander - defaming the queen's selfless efforts as calculated schemes. Even Muramasa was hopping mad with anger.
"How sorrowful I am..."
Tristan instinctively reached for his harp.
Looking down, he saw the harp had already broken in two, making him even more sorrowful.
In the palace.
"Is that true?"
"Could it really be as Aurora says..."
The officials were half-convinced and half-doubting, their minds filled with endless speculation.
Some had already begun to believe Aurora's words, for the revelation that Morgan was Cnoc na Riabh had come from the Queen herself. Driven by their loathing for the fairy of paradise, they could no longer suppress their fury.
Yet, with the Queen's power still largely intact, they dared not act on their rage, seething in silence.
"Aurora..."
Morgan murmured under her breath, her head bowed.
"After two thousand years, you remain as repulsive as ever."
Even the so-called "truth" failed to ignite her anger.
It only made the air around her grow colder.
Melusine's expression was fraught with conflict, like a castaway struggling in the vast ocean.
She could not refute the Queen's words.
Because she loved Aurora beyond redemption, she understood Aurora's nature better than anyone else.
For selfish reasons, driven by mere displeasure or dislike, Aurora would stubbornly twist white into black and black into white.
And Melusine herself was Aurora's most devoted accomplice!
"Your Majesty, please abdicate!"
The accomplice stepped forward, pressing the Queen.
The officials glanced back and forth between the two, their eyes filled with calculation.
"Hah."
Morgan let out a cold, derisive snort.
"What exactly have you all misunderstood?"
Everyone in the hall pricked up their ears.
The outcome of this confrontation might very well decide their fates—and the fate of the entire Fairy Kingdom!
"Trivial reputation, petty public opinion—do you truly believe I care for such insignificant things?"
Facing all the scheming courtiers, the Queen merely sneered.
She did not even deign to look at them, arrogantly declaring,
"Everything in this Britain is my property. This Fairy Kingdom is my private garden. Do you think I would care about the chirping of one or two insects in my garden?"
"Without my protection, you are nothing—a bunch of worthless fools who couldn't even defend your own homes. How dare you spout such nonsense in my presence?"
Her posture was unyielding, her straight back seeming as though it could pierce the very dome of the hall.
The Queen's words radiated unparalleled arrogance.
She regarded all the fairies in the Fairy Kingdom as mere insects in her garden, only allowing them to live out of mercy, for they could occasionally loosen the soil for her flowers.
The fairies' expressions gradually shifted.
"Understood."
Melusine nodded, her face devoid of emotion.
Immediately, she unfurled her wing-like mechanical armor, their sharp, angular edges exuding an intense, cutting aura.
"In that case, I will force you to abdicate through strength!"
"Have you lost your mind?"
Morgan scoffed, as if hearing some absurd joke.
"Who was it that suppressed the calamity within you? Who bestowed upon you a True Name to maintain your form? Have you forgotten all of that?"
Before this throne, she was invincible.
With enough magical energy to envelop the entirety of Britain and the ability to effortlessly recreate the Age of Gods' Great Barrier, she could not possibly be defeated!
Yet, Melusine remained unmoved.
"That may not necessarily be the case, Your Majesty."
At that moment, a calm, unhurried voice sounded from the side of the hall.
Amid the clattering of armor, a troop of several dozen knights emerged from the spiral staircase and flooded into the council chamber.
Leading them was a long-faced fairy of the Earth Clan.
No.
He wasn't a fairy at all, but a human disguised as one.
A brilliant smile spread across his face, his entire demeanor one of leisurely composure.
"Spriggan, have you joined forces with Aurora?"
Morgan suddenly remembered.
Ever since Norwich fell to the rebels, Spriggan had vanished without a trace, and no one knew where he had gone.
Of course, she hadn't paid him any mind, naturally forgetting all about him.
To think he'd suddenly reappear now?
And looking as if he'd been planning this for a long time?
A faint sense of foreboding rose in Morgan's heart.
They had come prepared.
What exactly were they scheming?
Morgan quietly grew more vigilant.