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

The next day, when you exchange subordinate contracts.

Though I was worried about the style that didn't even show up for breakfast, he ended up showing up really good at the time Father had specified.

Because of my mind. I had a neater face than last night, and as soon as I met him, he said, "Good morning, Master Pride".

The contract itself was nothing more than a name for the number of people to be seen and a signature to be written in front of your father. Though it was a formality that I couldn't even feel the emotions of the child, I still had chest pains in the appearance of Style writing his name diligently with shackled hands after I wrote it.

Next to your father, there was an auxiliary who I couldn't remember yesterday. Long, clear, thin-water-colored hair is wrapped around the shoulder position and draped. Long, thin-water cut eyes the same as your hair. I've heard of five below my father, but I don't care how you look at it, my father looks older than that. I do think I heard of him as an immortal man with special abilities who can freely manipulate his own age. He can't really remember how it was in the game, but now he looks like he's still his real age. Still, in that guy's style, he's seen extra young alongside his sinister father.

... Well, even so, your father wasn't even 30 yet. Which one of you is the strangest looking age?

The ceremony was called for. The priest was talking about something small and difficult, but the actual contract was completed when we finished writing each other's names because all we needed for the contract was a sign between me and Style.

A strange light wrapped us… there was nothing like it, there was no visible real feeling at all, but the moment Steele finished writing, the heartbeat of her own chest sounded loud, and the Steele also held her chest in wonder, so I'm sure the contract came into effect unharmed.

And as Father had said the day before, the shackles on the steer were immediately removed. by the shackle keys I snuck back to where I was this morning.

Stile had his lightened hands closed and open, but he smiled and replied that his father would put his hands on his shoulders, "Please do me a favor from now on, my son".

I really wonder if it would be better for this country if Tiara went the stealth route like this and the style became a fine king's match.

Although the style of the game was mostly belly black schemer glasses outside of my sister-in-law ten years later because of my pride. I'm sure he'll grow up to be a straight good kid if he stays like this.

"Dear Pride!

Style rushes up to me after finishing the conversation with my father. Yesterday's leaning darkness seems to be a lie.

"Thank you for coming. Lord Pride and your sister will always try to protect you.

My father was also smiling relieved from behind at the boy laughing with his hands on his chest as if he were a knight.

... is that it? Knight?

I caught on a bit, but now I concentrate on the style that turns my smile on me.

"Thanks, Style. But it's my family, so I don't need it. Call me Pride. Something my mother had my uncle call me by name, too.

The game's pride made me call it "Dear Pride” or “Her Majesty the Queen” but I don't want to be called by such other manners.

But as Steele suddenly frightened, "Oh, no... no, I..." she blurted and still started whining in her mouth.

"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride.

Looking up, my father's aide is peeking into me and Style. Wow, a beautiful face even if you look at it with an angle from below. Is that it? Faces like this, like I was in the game after all... no, it could have been a different series.

"Sure, His Royal Highness Regent Vest calls Her Majesty the Queen by her first name, but in front of the people she is called“ Her Majesty the Queen ”or" Sister. "

Regent Vest means my uncle, or my mother's brother-in-law. He is a great man who has the same rights as his father, the king's wife, as one arm of his mother.

Well, on the contrary, I didn't know because I rarely saw my mother in front of the people.

"Then call me Pride when you're with me, although it's good for you in public, sister. 'Cause me and Stayle are family, and we're in a reciprocal relationship."

So when I asked for a handshake, I rounded my eyes not only to the style, but also to the prospectors and fathers around me, and even to the auxiliaries. The spectators, who have known me for a long time, talk to each other, "That pride..."

Nevertheless, I did not cower in it "... Yes, sister." If it's a well-styled kid who shook my hand. "

"Apparently, Lord Pride has become a splendid vessel of queens for a long time. The boulder was young and gained predictive ability. When I first heard you were awake, I wondered what would happen."

"Prime Minister Gilbert, is that a compliment?

My father stabs a nail in the words of an assistant. Well, both opinions are the best right now. I know it's rude, but it's because the game's pride makes it the worst out-of-the-way lass boss as a queen.

The auxiliary called Chancellor Gilbert behaved like a shrugged shoulder and said, "Excuse me, I have spoken too much as Chancellor." I've been bowing my head.

As it were, "Your Majesty was very sorry not to see it. The Princess, who is also an important heir to the first throne, said it was an important and important sunshine. Well, it's something we've been meeting with our neighbors for over a month. And Tiara-sama's -" and so on, my father was slapping me in the head.

Prime Minister like this Jill Bale, who plays hard, seems to remember in the game...

Thus I was to terminate my contract, with a glimmer in my head.

His father called his samurai Lotte, Marie and the guards Jack, and returned with him to the royal palace.

He became my brother-in-law, holding hands with the protagonist Tiara's brother-in-law.