"The fairies of this kingdom are the same—if they don't get spiritual satisfaction, they can't survive, can they?"
"So, it's fortunate for the girl to be alright. It's a good thing for you, for me, and for everyone else."
Uttering lines as if from a play, the handsome man approached Reiger.
"I'm Alberon, somewhat of a king."
The other introduced himself and extended his hand to Reiger.
"Reiger."
Reiger gazed deeply at the other man, and similarly extended his hand, clasping with the other.
"Of course, I know you, Reiger Brillhaut. Your great name is now famous throughout all of Britain, isn't it?"
The handsome man named Alberon blinked, giving off a playfully charming look that didn't feel awkward at all.
His words were true. In the span of one month, Reiger's name, through the promotion by Camelot, had spread throughout Britain and become known to many fairies.
