Altoria accepted Aurora’s assistance.
"Rest assured," Aurora said with a beaming smile, clearly delighted. "I have already contacted Spurgen, and he has agreed to et with you when you head to Norwich. I believe you will grasp the opportunity to enter the Hall of the Pilgrimage Bell."
"I will also send people to the north, to Orkney, and have the Elf Knights of the Wind Clan scattered throughout the cities to gather intelligence, finding out about Orkney and the two missing Pilgrimage Bells."
"As for Woodworth and Mourine, things seem to have gotten a bit troubleso, but I will try to find opportunities for the two of you as well."
Since Woodworth had accepted the queen’s command, having already returned to Oxford with the elite of the Tusk Clan to guard the relationship with the Pilgrimage Bell, it seed not as easy as Aurora had previously imagined to divert him.
The Chief of the Wing Clan, Mourine, particularly troubled in Gloucester, left Aurora with no gaps to intervene at the mont.
However, with Aurora’s affability and connections, even if it were impossible, she could still make so attempts, at the very least probing the journey ahead for Altoria’s pilgrimage.
Naturally, the extraordinary perceptive abilities of the Wind Clan would also beco a source of intelligence for Altoria—an evident benefit.
To this, Reiger expressed no opinions.
It was Altoria’s choice.
This Elf girl was the true child of prophecy; such matters were naturally to be decided by her.
He now only wanted to understand what exactly would happen between himself and Morgan, and beyond that, to determine the outco of his combat with the Elf Knights.
And to accompany Altoria was clearly the path to accomplishing all of this.
After all, she was the original female protagonist, at least in the Folklore World of Fairy Country Britannia.
With her as a companion, even if Reiger did nothing, the plot would advance on its own.
At this mont, Aurora turned to Alberon.
"As you can see, I have now officially joined forces with these two. This must be a scenario you are very pleased to witness, right, Alberon?"
At Aurora’s words, everyone’s gaze focused on Alberon.
"Yes," Alberon said, smiling and sighing in response to everyone’s looks. "I never thought things would go so smoothly. I had thought it would be difficult to find allies in Fairy Country Britannia to stand against Morgan."
"You’re mistaken on that," Aurora shook her head and replied. "Aren’t the Round Table Army of Rentiniene, the rebellion in Sheffield, and the Royal Clan in the north all your allies?"
"But this also ans the allies I might have are limited to these," Alberon said with a smile towards Aurora. "Now I have you, and even more so, the legendary child of prophecy on our side, which makes think Morgan’s rule might not be as solid as I had imagined."
"Her Majesty’s rule has always been quite unstable. Not to ntion other issues, but just the existence tax alone has caused many fairies to feel discontent. However, Her Majesty has ruled Britannia for more than two thousand years, not because her rule is that secure, but because her power is too formidable for anyone to dare to rebel."
That was the main reason Morgan had been able to rule Fairy Country Britannia for over two thousand years.
To put it in layman’s terms, even those who were discontent with her, were too frightened by her power to take action to overthrow her.
Were it not for Morgan’s overwhelming strength and deterrence, given the brutality of fairies, they would have likely rushed the throne by now and torn Morgan to shreds.
"A witch who rules over Britannia with force? Terrible indeed..."
Alberon expressed his emotion.
Suddenly, Altoria spoke up.
"Um... Alberon, right?" Altoria addressed Alberon. "Do you also wish to overthrow Morgan?"
"Isn’t that quite obvious?" Alberon was taken aback for a mont, then smiled. "I’m your ally, without a doubt."
However, Altoria continued to look straight at Alberon.
"What’s your reason?"
Altoria’s expression was very serious as she asked the question.
"Aurora believes that there is no future for Britannia under Morgan’s rule."
"And what about you?"
"Do you also wish to oppose Morgan for the sa reason?"
For so reason, Altoria was quite intrigued by Alberon’s existence, by his thoughts.
Alberon too noticed this, giving Altoria a deep look.
Reiger watched Alberon with a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
He was curious to see what Alberon would say in response to Altoria’s probing Elf gaze.
Alberon’s reply ca without any hesitation.
"It might be good for you to know." Alberon pondered for a mont before saying, "I have two reasons to want to overthrow Morgan."
"One is my current territory, Autumn Forest—Wales."
"It is a place abandoned by fairies and humans alike, a gathering place for weak fairies that are not needed."
Morgan had inscribed a command spell on all fairies throughout Britannia, collecting their Magic Power every year.
This caused so already weak fairies to either die after their Magic Power was collected or be deed valueless for collection.
Autumn Forest, Wales, was populated by such fairies, a refuge for those too weak to stay in cities and villages.
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