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

"How was it, Roderick? How's Arthur?

Clark, the deputy commander, was the first to welcome me back with a horse before the morning exercise.

Clark, laughing in a good mood with his throat squeaking, seems to have stayed in the deputy commander's office today. After drinking at the tavern last night, I thank Clark for taking me back to the Knights' Exercise Ground. I drank too much, though. Although I met Arthur during practice after a nap, it is possible that he spent the night at the tavern until time.

My friend is in a good mood to return a word of laughter. Though I may have been able to sleep better than I am, I will also reply to the question.

"When I got home, I had already warmed up and waited.... and..."

I know you've cared about Arthur before.

As I try to tell you how it is this morning, I remember walking through a practice area where there are still few signs of people. What was my son waiting for this morning? The moment I put it on my head... I accidentally turned my face away while covering my mouth with my hands.

I suddenly shut my mouth and Clark laughed joyfully, as if he had guessed. I was hit on the bread and back, and I was urged to take a breath, and then I continued to mouth.

"... my hair was enclosed. It's been a long time since I've seen my son's face."

The next moment, Clark's laughter sounded bright.

Nice of you to tap me on the shoulder with your voice playing. I'm sure he knows why he turned away now.

My son, who had been stretching his hair and hiding his face until now, also included all his forehair in one package. Even though you haven't even looked at me before, I think it's been a dream for the last few days.

Moreover, despite not practicing swords for a long time, the reflexes and body have not faded for a long time. Even though he didn't train.

Rather, it is sharper than before. There are still challenges like mountains, but age alone would be far superior to mine. I don't want to say ten years, but I want to train again.... if you keep talking to Clark like that, he'll snort his throat and laugh. Though it is not yet in public, I think I have an unexpected fever.

I spilled too much on Clark to let Arthur slow me down. Reflect that there may still be alcohol left.

"Arthur's talent is definitely yours. What are you gonna do, have a drink tonight? Friends."

"... let's think about it"

Even though I drank too much yesterday, I hesitate to refuse to remember this morning.

No matter how dull Arthur was, I was glad to learn that skill from scratch. That made me think it was no dream for my son to join the Knights while I was a Knight Commander. That's really what it is.

"Next time, I'll be on the battlefield next to my father."

"What's wrong, are you still drunk? If you accidentally loosen your face enough to remember, rest in your room."

"No... it's fine in the back. Call me if you need anything."

I hid my loose face with my hands, but it was too late.

Clark, who would have peered into my head again, put his hand on my back to the Knight's Office to push it out with a smile.

Originally, I had to rest for a while because of the cliff collapse. I wish I could see the exercise at least, but I might as well get some rest. I don't feel comfortable going back to the Knight's office away from any drill hall, so I rent a room in a nearby drill hall.

Clark tells me it's okay to rest at home, but I can't stay relaxed forever, being the Knight Commander. Sometimes your body can't be overwhelmed. With that in mind, I decided to go to my feet so that I could rest during the early morning exercise.

"Roderick, what happened to the sword?"

………… Shit..... "

I put my hand on it before Clark pointed it at me, and I cut the sky there all the time.

You punch yourself in the forehead with so much stupidity. He left it at home this morning with Arthur at the end.

That's why I ran away just before my wife asked me about it. I feel more anxious than I thought.

Clark who pointed it out also immediately noticed my reaction. He smiled strangely and slapped me on the shoulder. "I can't wake you up even after early morning exercises," they say, "rest more." There is no excuse for being so visible. Hahaha! Clark's laughter sounded even more pleasant as I was shaken irresistibly.

"I can't believe I forgot my sword. It's Harrison."

Would you like me to call?

... sudden voices and signs, as well as a short breeze.

Someone knew before looking back, and a long, deep sigh flooded naturally. I thought Clark had stopped laughing on my shoulder once, but it continued soon.

I'm surprised what happened, but I have no doubt that Harrison showed up suddenly. It's been a complete day in the last few months.

After joining the army as an educator, Harrison mostly acted with Clark outside of the exercise.... rather, Clark appeared as soon as he called.

Are you training again? I'm always impressed, but are you sleeping properly?

"No problem."

Looking back, Clark put his hand on his shoulder with joy to Harrison, who rushed just by being called by his name.

The eyes under the short cut black hair alternate between me and Clark. Haven't you noticed they haven't called you yet? After you reply, you keep silent and wait for instructions.

Harrison, who had no need to train since he was a recruit, hasn't changed since he joined the army.... but I started challenging the Knights of the Battalion.

Clark. Correct him quickly and call him by his name, and he smiled back at me before Harrison did. Turn around behind Harrison, slap him on the shoulder again, and push him here with a playful smile that only I can see.

"Roderick forgot his sword at home. What do you say, Harrison? Is there anything you want to say?

"If you give me an order, I'll get it now."

Clark finally got angry and laughed at Harrison's suggestion.

No, I refuse, but Harrison's eyes were serious, and he was still willing to go to my house to get the sword.

Forgetting the sword is a knight in itself, but... I can't join the mission or the exercise today either. Anyway, I'll be back at Arthur's practice tomorrow morning, so I'll have to pick it up then.

"Can't I be slashed without being conscious as a knight?

…… Not just the Knights. "

"Well, there's a mistake for everyone. Then take a good look at Gwen and the other knights."

I understand. Harrison nodded at Clark's guidance.

I wonder if Harrison and Gwen have challenged each other in the name of the Knight of the Eighth Squad who suddenly appeared. After I bought Harrison's education clerk, Clark's instruction seems to be going well, even if there are some problems. Rather, it seems to be working well with each other.

Clark is also very concerned, and I have often been able to help him with his men for a long time. No one can move Harrison any more than he.

"Yes, Harrison. Roderick hasn't recovered yet. Will you stay with me till I rest in my spare room in the drill hall?"

"I understand."

... really, no one can move more than Clark.

They will also be watching if I rest properly. Harrison will always carry out the orders he receives once. Especially from Clark.

Correct his attitude to Clark's request and guide me to the back room as instructed, saying, "Is it okay not to be in the Knight's Office?" And if Clark keeps saying, "whatever Roderick says, give me a good rest," I don't know if he'll ever hear my words again, the Knight Commander.

Clark finally tapped me on the shoulder, and I finally put my back in and went back before the morning exercise started. The studio room was chosen and Harrison opened the door instantly before putting his hand on it. The wind touched his face and dived through an open door after a word.

"Here's your water. I'll keep your jacket."

While Tekipaki and I were sitting on the bench, I also took the water bottle and glasses from the separate room, and I left my jacket on the dryer to avoid wrinkles.

I'm impressed to be able to move the motion forward with my fast feet, but... unfortunately, that's not something that Harrison would care about. Until now, he only cares about me or Clark. It really doesn't make any difference to other knights, but it doesn't extend to yourself or other knights.

Do you feel grateful for retaining him, who was to be expelled at the time? Or was it because we were defeated together?... if only you could turn that consideration over to yourself and others.

If he is left alone, he will not eat or sleep properly. Once a year, I fall ill and fall asleep. When he was a recruit, he couldn't afford to spend the sick in the same shared room as the other recruits, and he didn't have a home to return to, so he was sent to the ambulance building. I went up to the main squad and was assigned a private room, but now I can only imagine the unknown fallen in my room.

"Captain Knight. Let me know if there's anything else you need."

"Oh, it's okay. I'm sorry, Harrison. If you need anything else, come and get me."

You won't be able to move from this room until I lie down, as Clark ordered, and Harrison can't help but take a bench instead of a bed.

I was also suggested to carry a bed or sofa, but I refused. If you sleep poorly on a bed or sofa, you can fall asleep. Then there is no point in going out to the exercise hall.

After seeing me, Harrison lowered his head deeply with the reply, and now he left the room step by step without using his fast feet. Close to silence from the footsteps, he turned off the signs, leaving only a small sound of closing the door.

Harrison breathes out deeply and long the moment he's convinced that he's gone and unattended. Close your eyes and get heavy as your whole body remembers in your black vision. Once again, I think it has not yet turned into a serious wounded person.

"... you've put too much force into it."

Hah... and nobody else is muttering and exhaling.

When I closed my eyes while lying down, it was Arthur this morning who was vividly remembered. Whatever happened, the hair that I didn't want to tie up was enclosed in my forehead, and I polished it properly even with my sword.

I didn't think I'd be late because I used to work in the fields early in the morning and late at night, but... I was even glad they were waiting. When I knew I was leaving, it wasn't long before my son dared to pull me into the room or go out in the back field. I am also aware that I was avoided.

When I started my practice, I took it seriously as I had done in the past. Without complaining, he was exactly the same as when he was aiming for the previous knight. Regardless of how much I was supposed to be able to move my body in field work, I thought how much I could follow in practice for a few years, but I didn't try to raise the roots and followed to the end.

All of them were overjoyed, and I forgot some time. That's how talented I was in the last match.

Shortly afterwards, I hurried out and forgot my sword because my wife mentioned it to me, but... more than that, I must have been too unconscious. Normally, even if you are tired or drink too much, don't forget your precious sword in a hurry.

Fu, and. If you remember until the end, you should reflect, but you'll be filled with laughter. Clark can't show the other knights his loose face. I can't complain even if my parents say I'm stupid. Open your eyes thinly and gaze meaninglessly at the bottom of the shelf above your head with wrinkles between your eyebrows.

Harrison, who was supposed to have left, was still standing there without warning.

They're still gone. I wonder if it's been a while since we started exercising early in the morning, or if we're already on our way to report to Clark.

After thinking about it, I consciously deepened and prepared my breath. Close your eyes and concentrate on resting in earnest. If possible, I wish I could just go back to the supervisor for the afternoon exercise.

... I look forward to seeing you again tomorrow morning.

You can also focus on your eyelids where your thoughts are getting heavy.

He sank himself into sleep, commanding himself to take a nap.