You notice a young man roaming around the sacred tree, near the source of youth in the forest of the fairy king, which you yourself had to protect from intruders. Your role as a fairy was that. You approach and he notices your presence. You fly back and look at him with threatening action.

“Mh? And who are you little girl? A fairy?" Ban asks surprised but with a bragger. His way of dressing was bizarre, as was his way of being.