The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

"Be quiet....! If we talk about us later."

"I'll kill you if I have to."

Nnh, Pride can't reply with his mouth shut with one hand.

The man who grabbed her left arm shouted at her ear, while the man who was away from the door shouted and threatened, but Pride was not afraid.

If you look at the situation calmly and do not blindfold at first, you think you are not going to return it alive or if you threaten to make me cry to sleep. Furthermore, it was determined from the tone and appearance of the two students that they were high school students.

A man holding her mouth with one hand cannot tie her arms alone. Grab the rope from your pocket with your finger while holding your left arm. Pride was almost helpless as he walked in silent to help the other one lock the door.

I try my best to shake my left arm, but naturally, I can't even beat a man on my own without strength. Even now she has only fourteen-year-old muscle strength, but I don't think even her original appearance would beat them in the only weakness, the clay of power.

Neither do they doubt that she won't scream loudly from a blocked mouth, nor that she won't outrun her. I was afraid to move, so I decided that I couldn't make a sound, and I looked at each other. The man with free hands took the rope and grabbed her right hand violently to tie her pride behind her.

If you try to tie it up with a rope, you'll hear a voice saying something from pride. But of course it doesn't make sense. Not to mention a loud, modest voice, and one of the men's cracks threatened to shut up and kill her, and grabbed her hands together.

Concon

The sound of knocking was easy to understand, and the men's shoulders jumped like cramps.

Hold your breath, hold your breath, and look at the door while putting pressure on your pride's arm and mouth. The same knock sounded a few seconds later, as my heart withstood the rumbling, without moving a single body, and moving only my thoughts.

Quite frankly, it wasn't the classroom they were in, it was the sound of tapping on another classroom a little further away. Good, I thought it was different, but I stopped tying it up once there were signs of people nearby and made sure to lurk. I can't do anything bad until the Lord of Knocks is gone.

Instead, I pushed her to the floor and broke her knee. At the very least, make it harder to get into trouble and bend down small enough to avoid making footsteps.

The knock sounds again. The sound of the third time gradually approached our classroom.

They were tapping each one from the classroom by the stairs, and they found out it was a teacher or a security lookout.

Unlocked classrooms can hear chatter and doors open. Holding pride in their arms, they grabbed it and repeatedly threatened to "don't make a sound" or "I'll kill you if you make a sound" with a low voice that sounded as mean as possible in their ears.

The more she choked without her nose, the stronger she pressed her mouth and sandwiched herself. Concon, the rattling sound of knocking and opening the door approached. In the meantime, the resistance was foolish, and she solidified with them without a voice.

Shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh.

Concon.

"Nhhhhhh!"

At that moment, for the first time, Pride spoke up with all his strength.

Giggle, I thought I'd hit one of the guys on the spot, but if I do that now, I'll be sure to find him.

The voice of Pride, shouting with a strong mouth, was fortunately not a resounding sound to them. When I pulled her into the classroom, I was relieved that she was right by the back window. The door that was sounded was only twice now, and it was never sounded again. And then...

Gashaanhhhhh!, the door was kicked down.

"What are you doing?"

Blade anger and, above all, the impact of the door in front of them being destroyed in an instant caused the men to peel their eyes and not speak.

If only the mouth remained wide open and solidified, the sight of the two men holding the pride in their backhand, pressing their mouth, holding the rope on their knees, and pressing it down was confirmed. Instead of excuses for the perpetrators, there was no time to know the status quo.

And the LORD, who broke down the door, ran away before he could utter his anger. The amateur rushed in at a speed not captured by the eyes of the two, and even Pride was difficult to follow with his eyes.

It's much easier to catch up to him with his incredible hegemony. He rushed right in front of the two in an instant, and beat them to pieces at the same time as the sound of the beating.

He hits one in that position and kicks the other in the air with his back leg.

Gong, gum, and two sounds almost simultaneously reached pride's ears, and the men holding themselves in their ears blew in. The arms holding my mouth and arms are gone, and I'm finally free. With his mouth wide open, the men tried to look in the direction they blew up, but before that, they peeked into his face with an incredible figure of "Are you okay?"

The injuries raised his worries one after the other, and Pride first gazed at him to reassure him. He sat on the floor laughing, and first returned a calm voice to tell him he was safe.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. Thank you, Mr. Alan."

Alan finally exhaled at the pride of showing his head down in a way that kept his position at school.

Stretched shoulders descend with a relaxed breath, desperately regulating disturbed breathing. Fortunately... I was just a little weak while overflowing.

I now realize that I have spoken with more respect for pride than the embarrassment of being called Alan. However, I was relieved that she was not injured, above all, if I thought lightly that it would be okay if no one asked me.

Guard of the Knight of the Guard. Alan or Harrison was always on Pride's escort before and after Arthur's absence as a student.

When Arthur left Pride, Alan was secretly guarding her throughout the class, including the mobile classroom, but he only hid or guarded her from other student teachers.

Even when Pride jumped out of the classroom slightly behind the rest of the students, he was watching him from outside the classroom, after a distance, but she suddenly disappeared when she went up the stairs. I thought I'd gone up the stairs, but I couldn't hear the footsteps.

Then it was somewhere on this floor that I chased her around early, but I quickly decided that she had lost sight of it without any shadow or footsteps at all.

The knock rang sequentially from the position closest to the stairs, and the unlocked door opened. If you would have listened to the locked room and repeatedly explored the signs, of course Alan would not have missed the crimes and cover-ups of the two amateurs.

In the back of the locked room, there was a faint voice. That alone is sufficient judgment.

I only confirmed with signs that she was not in front of the door and I did not hesitate to kick the door down. Even though it is locked, it is equal to thin glass for him, such as a door. Pride's situation ignited his head for a moment, but Alan's fist and kick, which were still on the verge of restraining his power, rendered the two men incapacitated in an instant.

After kicking down the door, it didn't take five seconds.

"Who are these guys...? Are you an outsider or do you recognize him?"

"No... there may be some mistakes."

After Alan turned away from himself, he finally defeated Pride, and his face twitched when he looked at them.

Both of them have grown completely. The man, who would have covered his mouth, leaves a bright red mark with his back against the right wall, peeling off his white eyes, and the man who was about to tie his arm was rolling tightly against the wall by the window. The kicked stomach didn't hold back, and his hands and feet were still thrown loose.

Alan also checks it and gently scratches his head with his fingertips. Haha... "I'm sorry..." she opens her mouth, overflowing with a dull laugh.

"I meant to cut to the limit, but... it seems that it wasn't enough to add or subtract a little. Maybe it's the night we can talk... no, tomorrow? I wonder..."

Though I tried my best, I shouted with pride in my heart.

I knew that Alan, who was supposed to be talking about his escort, would come to my rescue in a little while.

That's why I kept quiet without wasting my time, and I didn't hesitate to raise my voice the moment the knock was struck. If you expose yourself in vain, it will be excessively violent and important. I was more afraid of someone other than myself being accidentally injured. I felt like I could defeat them if I couldn't do it alone, but my absolute trust that I didn't have to win.

... I was anxious what to do if I was tied up and left a trail...

When I was about to be tied up with them, I could convince them not to be violent because I wouldn't resist, but it was impossible.

A mole on the wrist of the First Princess is not only the responsibility of the guards, Alan, but also the ultimate punishment of the male students.

But as a result, Alan rescued me before I was taken into custody.

Alan sweats at the fact that he can't hear the situation right away, but the relief that Pride didn't get injured won, so he can't be too depressed. After exhaling a big breath into what I was able to prevent this time, my legs were slightly less powerful than usual.

I apologize for being late, but if you look at Pride and apologize,

She was there laughing like a flower.

Fufu, the voice overflowing from your mouth is hidden with your fingertips, and Alan turns his eyes round to laugh like a light.

When two men attacked me earlier, I wonder why I smiled like that. I think that if we were to pride ourselves on two amateurs who obviously don't even seem to be working behind the scenes, we might have managed to do it alone. That's why I thought I could afford to calm down, but that smile doesn't suit me.

Dear Pride....? As she was about to say her name in her mouth, she swallowed it in a hurry behind her throat. Now, the name alone is forbidden here. However, I only understood that Alan, who looked back at himself and opened his mouth to Pocahontas, questioned his laughter. "I'm sorry," she apologized quickly, continuing her words with her smile and face relaxed.

"I'm really glad that Alan is here to help me.... I was so dressed. It didn't make me anxious from the beginning."

Neither Harrison nor Alan can be seen, basically, looking around in secret escort.

But I didn't expect Alan to be here soon after he brought me into the classroom. There was confidence that Alan would move faster than the moment Stale noticed the anomaly. And Alan, who was really invisible, came quickly to help me. I was purely happy with pride for the reassurance that it protected me even if I couldn't see it.

With his fourteen-year-old body wrapped in wavy hair, Alan thinks the girl in front of him is the first princess. Elegance and elegance overflowing from every trick were not hidden.

Apologizing for the inconvenience, Alan couldn't respond to the pride. With one knee down, I chewed every word Pride said to me... my face got upset.

Pride watches when he realizes that Alan's face is bright red, as if it were Yakan. I panicked again and again to wonder if I had spoken too fluently.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Of course, I didn't mean to get caught! I didn't resist for a good reason."

I desperately excuse myself, but it didn't reach Alan's head.

No, it's okay, my mouth moves for a while, but my expression doesn't catch up. He keeps drinking himself desperately in his head, saying, "Return to duty." I've decided here to brag about drinking to the columns with one hand.

The pride of keeping your eyes swimming in a hurry stops in one place. The clock hung on the wall of the classroom stopped his eyes and took a breath. With your mouth open, only your complexion turns blue.

Alan finally felt cold when he said to Pride, "What's wrong?" Pride looks back at his call, shaking his lips.

"The exam... is about to begin..."

There was no more time for the test to begin.

We have to hurry! Pride covered his mouth with both hands and shouted. When Alan asks, "Is it that sister and brother?", he returns it with a powerful voice.

Alan certainly knew that Pride had promised to accompany Farnham's sister on the day just before the exam. The two lost consciousness will not escape, but we cannot leave them like this. But Pride couldn't let him go alone, and Alan rushed into the hallway through the doorless entrance. However, most of the students rushed to the exam hall, so nobody was there.

There were no signs since I lost my pride, but now I can't have my students call a teacher and leave it to me. Stale can't easily use instantaneous travel on campus.

In the meantime, Pride gets up if I go alone. Don't do that! Alan hangs still, but doesn't mind the pride, rolling up the skirt that was spreading to the floor earlier to make it easier to run.

…… Kaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! "

I screamed.

Shortly after he turned his back around with his neck, he sat down holding his skirt down as if his hips were falling out.

"What's the matter?" Alan said to Pride, who sat down with too much scream and collapse, rushing towards her from the front of the door in an instant. If you can't believe you twisted your legs and peeled your eyes, Pride looks back at Alan with a slightly crying face.

I complain with a blushed lip and a blushed voice with a pale complexion that I don't know whether to turn red or blue.

"Ah... well... please don't look behind me..."

Alan raised his eyebrows behind him.

Instead of injuring my back, I want to peek and tilt my neck slightly. Then, in a hurry, Pride shouted, "No!!" and backed down.

"I'm sorry!" Alan apologized in a hurry and turned against his back. I didn't see it, so I raised my hands in front of my face to show my intentions, but Pride pulled a few centimeters further away from Alan while burning his face. Alan twists his neck again to the pride of sliding down the start of each piece of clothing.

"What... did you do?

"Eh, well... uh..."

Alan asked Pride to swim his eyes.

While this is happening, time is running out and I can't move. The feet protruding from under the clothes are folded so that there is no place to go for the shoes, and only the sound of the cloth and skin imprinting reaches Alan's ear.

At least visually verify that the thrown leg is not injured and raise your eyebrows to the pride of leaning against a burning face. Obviously you're hiding something, but you don't know what it is. Just in case, "Are you hurt? Ask again and Pride won't panic." It's true! "she replied quickly.

Then why did Alan suddenly sit down? Alan thought about the pride of making it difficult to say from himself, but he still doesn't know. I wonder if there was a column or Eric here.

Then I noticed a pride gaze with tight lips. When she followed her gaze behind her like she was sneaking, there was an entrance that was opened by a broken door.

I thought you wanted to leave the classroom immediately, but it would be strange if it solidified without doing anything.... and then Alan notices the wreckage of the door he kicked down. It was a door with a simple design like a lump of iron, but it was illuminated by the light leaking from the hallway window, and something of a different tint came into my eyes.

I feel familiar, and then Alan gets up from before Pride. If you lower your hips again, you'll hear a small, panicky voice from Pride. After all, if you pull out this or the underlayment of the fallen door, it was just a ripped cloth.

Some familiar cloth of that color was about two centimeters wide, but the length was about fifty centimeters long. Having taken it in his hand and checked that there was no pattern, Alan thought for a moment and noticed.

"………………………………………"

I noticed.

Alan himself thought so, not pride.

Looking back towards Pride with the momentum to cut the wind, she was already expected to be perceived and pulled further to the window with her face bright red. Distract your face from Alan's gaze and squeeze your mouth. Aaaah, a burning face, a crying expression, and a cloth in Alan's hand tell the whole story.

"Ah......"

The moment I realized it, Alan felt incredibly incredible, and once the lump of cloth was rounded down into his hand, he slowly walked towards pride.

Called "Jeanne", she stopped about a meter in front of her and then crouched on the spot. Instead of kneeling down on one knee, he bends his elbows to both bent knees and gently calls out to her in a gentle tone, looking up at her.

"... let's give up going to the examination venue... In that appearance... to a boulder."

"............ yes"

Muguu... while grabbing the hem of the skirt by myself, I completely broke my heart as I nodded deeply.

It's so embarrassing to be noticed by Alan, and to be able to say what's happening to me right now. While thanking Alan wholeheartedly for not confirming with words, he clasped his feet uncomfortably.

Alan, who was relieved by Pride's approval, took off his group clothes and made them rustle from the front. A coat as long as a cloak hid her body as neatly as I had lent it to her before.

The entire skirt is torn vertically and the back of the underwear is exposed.

"By the way, they didn't do it, did they?

It is hard to imagine that such brutality was carried out without even blocking the mouth, rather than restraining Pride.

In addition, Alan thinks that one of them would have the torn parts of her skirt, not the underside of the door. And as he guessed, Pride replied with a squeaky voice.

The skirt caught on to the door hardware when they pulled it into the classroom, and with that momentum... Alan feels a little at ease when he says pride. I'm really glad I rescued Pride so quickly. Otherwise, it cannot be said that it did not seriously develop into more than violence.

Still obsessed with keeping her in custody, they didn't even realize that Pride's clothes were torn, but if they did, the situation would be worse.

... it was really dangerous...

Alan, shouting in his heart for relief, sweats cold from his forehead.

If that happens, it'll be a big problem, but more than that, I want to die. As a result of being too desperate about pride, Alan has forgotten a little bit about the two current criminals, but I really think it's good to faint them now.

"Ah... I wonder if the column is still out there."

Zero the name of the other Kintetsu Knight who is not here.

He casually turned his face away from Pride and moved to a window leading to the outside.

It was a pride that made me feel better when I looked behind the group clothes Alan had lent me, but considering my situation where I could see even my underwear if I peeled off one of them, I still couldn't do it flat. Close your mouth to Alan, opening the closed curtains, feeling the Susiu behind you on your skin.

He exhaled relieved at his murmuring, "Oh, it's fine," but he still couldn't move from the spot.

Pride chewed his mouth at the fact that it was the second time he had borrowed group clothes from Alan and had a big accident with a broken skirt.