All the fairies immediately fell silent in unison.
It was an abnormal situation.
Whether it was the fierce-tempered Woodworth or the ill-natured Tristan who would dare to lose temper or speak foul language in front of others, they seemed to be in an atmosphere where they did not dare to act up upon hearing the speech of the Clan Leader of the Wing Clan. It was quite eerie.
Of course, it was not due to fear or consideration. Otherwise, Tristan would not have turned his face away, and Woodworth would not have cast a fierce gaze toward Mourine’s direction.
But they had, as if by an unspoken agreement, chosen to shut their mouths. It was apparent that they had thought of something and stopped making a fuss.
"Ah, you are making it very difficult for me," Spurgen finally spoke up.
"Since it was I who proposed the topic, if you wish to disregard it, then let us move past this topic. After all, there seems to be some time before the ’Calamity’ erupts, and at present, we can’t change much, right?" Spurgen said with an air of nonchalance, "Unless Her Majesty is willing to take action, then that’s a different matter."
The eyes of all the fairies immediately gathered upon the throne.
There, the Queen had been silent all along, quietly witnessing all the conversations and disputes, as if indifferent to it all, still with a look of detachment.
"The situation in Norwich, for now, is to be marked as a top priority."
After a while, the Queen spoke lightly.
"Since the ’Calamity’ has not erupted, let us observe for a while. When necessary, I will intervene."
After speaking, the Queen turned to Woodworth.
"How is the search for the prophesied child proceeding?"
This obvious change in topic indicated that the Queen was no longer focusing on the ’Calamity.’
The fairies were very quick to shift the topic as well.
However, the next second, they were attracted by Woodworth’s words.
"Your Majesty, I have not failed in my duty," Woodworth said, "The mission to search for the prophesied child has finally made some progress."
All the fairies present reacted to this statement.
Including the Elf Knights.
And naturally, including the Clan Leaders of the fairy clans.
"There’s been progress?" Spurgen said, quite surprised, "I thought that mission had always been without any progress."
"Indeed," Aurora also said in surprise, "I thought that the prophecy of the Mirror Clan was nothing but a tall tale."
"This is getting interesting now," Mourine perked up with a smile, "Since there’s been progress, that would mean the Mirror Clan’s prophecy isn’t false after all?"
The fairy officials all began a buzzing conversation, clearly surprised and taken aback by this revelation.
"Hmph!" said Tristan, with considerable dissatisfaction, "What prophesied child? Such nonsense! How could anyone possibly threaten our great mother?"
Gawain said nothing, his head bowed as he knelt there, as if lost in thought.
As for the Queen on the throne, her detached expression finally showed some change.
"...Report to me, Woodworth," the Queen ordered coolly.
Woodworth bowed his usually lofty head, speaking with respect.
"In accordance with Your Majesty’s commands, I led the execution team formed by warriors of the Tusk Clan, collecting and searching for all information and clues related to the prophesied child throughout Fairy Country Britannia."
"Previously, this task has not been very successful, leading me to think that the prophecy of the Mirror Clan was nothing but empty words."
"But recently, I received information from a village called Tintagel, claiming that the prophesied child had appeared in their village."
At this point, Woodworth clenched his fist on the other side of the magical projection, speaking with suppressed anger.
"Upon receiving the message, I immediately went to Tintagel with my execution team, only to find it had been reduced to a sea of flames."
"And before we arrived at Tintagel, that person appeared."
"The prophesied child."
Woodworth could not hold back and gritted his teeth.
"He claimed to be a humble human, yet displayed overwhelming power and instantly slew the warriors of the Tusk Clan. "
"Like Her Majesty, he wielded a technique called magic and was highly potent, effective enough to affect my elite warriors of the Tusk Clan."
"I... I could not refrain from engaging him in combat personally, hoping to eliminate a threat for Your Majesty, yet he managed to escape."
Woodworth’s words prompted a whispering among the other fairies.
Clearly, they were all shaken by the idea that "Could this person really be the prophesied child?" referring to someone who could instantly slay the elite of the Tusk Clan, used magic like the Queen, and had escaped from Woodworth.
If they knew that Woodworth, due to pride, had omitted the fact that the other party was able to momentarily suppress him, they would probably be not just shaken but shocked.
It was because of this that Tristan spoke out disdainfully.
"Just magic, is it? I can do that too!"
Tristan’s murmurs did not bring him admiration from the other fairies; instead, their looks turned scornful.
The other Clan Leaders also began speaking in turn.
"To escape from Woodworth’s hands and wield magic, such a skill truly befits the savior’s abilities," Spurgen said with a sidelong smirk.
"Human... huh?" Aurora mused aloud.
"Now that you mention it, I’m actually quite curious to meet this person," Mourine chuckled to herself.
Then Gawain also spoke.
"You let the person escape? No wonder you’re more irritable than usual today. Do you need me to take action, Your Majesty?" Gawain raised his head, looking towards the Queen on the throne.
There was immediate silence among all the fairies.