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

I can see my crying eyes are still swollen.

If you look outside, it's already night.

It was really hard after that.

After my father had forgiven me for crying and had finally told me not to do anything dangerous to me, my father made me check the wheels and told me that one had a crack and the other had been built strangely.

As it were, if I decided to find out about it in my predictive abilities, and I told you, Father, you are the benefactor of my life, thank you. or something like that and hugged me, so my tear glands loosened again and I cried heavily.

Children were such crying creatures.

Then, when I returned to the castle, my father explained everything to me, and I was largely told the whole country that what the Queen found out made me heir to the throne.

He apologized to his father for not being able to stop me from myself when it came to the samurai and the guard, and at the same time apologized for his disrespect, so he went in there thoughtfully, and it was my fault, these people showed me around, and he complained that if I was punished, I would take it.

My father didn't want to punish me from the start, so I didn't have to blame all of them.

It's been a long time since my father stayed by my side until I fell asleep. He slowly told me about his sister Tiara's presence as if she were telling an old story.

That you were going to tell me today that you have a sister. Being able to see you on Tiara's birthday in a month. That my mother could hardly see me because of my weak body, Tiara, and my official duties. And what kind of girl is it? He talked to my father and mother after stroking my hair over and over again.

"But you and Tiara are our precious daughters."

My father had really sweet eyes when he said that to me.

Yes, that's the word. If my father had lived and continued to speak this word in pride, would he have twisted that far? I knew it. From this point on, you did everything I could, me.

Finally, I have gradually become sleepy with stories of imperialism, folklore, etiquette and rituals from the story that I also learn extraordinarily more as a formal heir to the throne. My consciousness was interrupted when I adopted my brother as your last assistant to become queen.

That... younger brother... Xu

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"I won't forgive you... I won't forgive you... I'll kill you..."

There is a boy crying. The eyes were burning with hatred as I cried.

The boy has a girl at his fingertips.

A girl who still doesn't know how to laugh as a woman is holding her belly and looking down at the boy.

"Ahaha, aren't you stupid? It's not like you can do it. Because right now, you..."

I know this boy, this girl. No, girls aren't where I know them. This is...

It's me.

Pride Royal Ivy.

She... No, I'm a tenacious person who makes indelible wounds to all of my attacking characters. And healing that wound is my sister and protagonist Tiara. In the ending, he becomes Her Majesty the Queen on behalf of his convicted sister to lead the country to peace with the attacking character.

I saw this footage in the game.

It's definitely a retrospective scene from the past of one of the attackers.

Surely his name is... Stayle. Stay Royal Ivy.

Pride's brother-in-law.

Somebody, somebody help him.

Even though he's not bad at anything.

I can't save you. To me, who is Ten himself.

The only thing I can save... is my sister-in-law, who was his only salvation in castle life...

"Tiara...

wakes up. Looks like I was dreaming.

I see my own face untied by my hair as I am assisted in the morning by a samurai as I wake up. Father's similarly ill-eyed face. It's a boulder lass boss. My father gave me bright red hair. Only the light wavy hair gave way to my mother and my father was very happy with it. I thought the eye color was purple and witchy.

It's also hard to see this face honestly after I've regained my memories of my previous life.

It's not something I'd like to see in the morning about the childhood of an extremely evil outrageous lass boss.

"In Kimihika, the protagonist's father dies in an accident, and his mother, Her Majesty the Queen, also dies following him because of that shock. Pride, who had gained the ability to predict, inherits the throne early, but who has always been all-you-can-do, neglects his sister, who had singled out his mother's affection, and places Tiara under house arrest in the tower of separation.

Luxury all you want, trifles and threats to the lives of civilians. Tilt the country. Peaceful powers will succeed in a dictatorship that will also be alerted to the countries around them as they look around.

The game begins ten years later with Tiara's growing birthday at the age of sixteen. Pride is eighteen, by the way.

It involves the attacker, healing the wounds of his heart, confronting the Queen Pride, and awakening the predictive abilities that in the climax confrontation scene were said to be revelations of the same king as Pride, both in the process and while showing the flickering and the scales.

"... Dear Ryde,... Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride?

I finally come back to reality with the voice of a samurai.

"Ha!?

Weirdly I turned my voice upside down and looked back and I was already ready for a hobby.

That's the samurai I made you cry. She's a sweet maid who treats me the same way that it happened.... No, it could have been kinder than before. I never used to peek me in the face with such a gentle look.

The samurai finished laughing like a huffy lady, he called out to me.

I really don't know why I haven't noticed this before, to such a lovely samurai. The samurai...

That? And here I twisted my head.

With that said... I look back at the samurai.

"You, what's your name?

The samurai looked a little surprised, but immediately smiled and told me, "My name is Lotte". As I walked around the castle afterwards, they all told me so much that they would ask the samurai who sheltered Lotte yesterday and the guard who stripped me out the window for her name. An elderly maid named Marie and a guard named Jack.

Lotte, Marie, Jack.

I just found out the name, but I felt like a non-father being started coloring this castle life full of despair just because someone found out the name.

In just one day, most of us changed our eyes to see me. Because although I have always been the First Princess, my awakening of predictive abilities confirmed me as the First Heir of the Throne. At the same time, saving your father from a carriage accident seems to have been an explosive factor in spreading the rumors.

In part, he said, "That princess, who was so selfish, changed her mind?" and "A goddess descended among my princesses," I also heard rumors that people who had gained predictive abilities would be worthy of the throne and personable, but I enjoyed pretending not to hear what I wanted to deny all the while.

Goddess and nothing, I'm me just for reclaiming my memories of my previous life, and the pride in the game didn't change the abject outrage of getting predictive power. Rather, it was getting worse.

I can't remember what I dreamed of this morning.

I think it was some serious dream... With that said, who was the target of the attack? Although all series offensive characters were around five with hidden characters...

I remember the whole game because I repeated it over and over when I attacked all the characters, but I don't remember the individual attack targets in detail.

Mostly what I was haunted about was Series 3, and one and two of the series with the same worldview had just cleared it all once back in the day. After that I did all the new stuff after 3 and occasionally did it again was about the first series 3 I haunted.

I just thought I'd start over with one of the series in my last life, and I'm dead.

Well, if you see him in there, you'll remember.

Because it's a game life anyway.

That said, my father, who should die in an accident in the game, is alive, and my mother, of course, should be fine, but what about this?

The world of this game can change the story.

The day after I realized what I cared about, it was dinner time that my father would let me know that my brother-in-law, one of the targets of the attack, was coming to the castle in two weeks.