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

"... Gu, ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

- I wonder who. Someone is crying.

I hear a groaning cry in the dark, dark.... Me.

"Oh? Style, you're back early."

Someone is approaching me.

I can't see her face, she's a black-faced woman as smeared.

Oh, yeah. I came back on her orders, killing my mother.

She seemed happy as soon as I saw her, but she was very surprised. I said desperately, "Run away," but he died under my blade, standing still like I don't know. The phrase "Stayle… why" is still vividly in my ear. Her mother, who had fallen from bleeding, was crying.

Put your dead mother down on the floor without even seeing her face properly. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm...

"You're back not to be found right as ordered, great"

The stroked head is disgusting. I'm willing to kill a woman who says she looks in a good mood.

The woman shakes the knife that barked like a beast and stabbed her mother. Not long before the woman avoids it. The blade has its throat.

Stick... your hand stops on the brink. You don't have an inch of hesitation, but your hands, they don't listen to what your body says.

"Ahaha, aren't you an idiot? You can't kill the Lord who made the covenant of servitude.

That's what I say, the woman laughs. Oh, I feel nauseous just hearing this voice.

"Why did you let her kill you?"

Yell as much as you can. But it won't reach that woman.

"Nothing? That's funny. That's why we're here! Oh, sweet slave, Style. Thanks to you, I've been having so much fun lately."

The woman laughs. I don't think he's a child, with a brutal grin.

"... kill me. If you enjoy tormenting me so much, you can kill me."

There is no more untrained in this world without my mother.

"Huh? You said you'd kill me when you signed the contract. You want to die already? I want to die and go to my mother."

At her throat, the knife is trembling. Even though I could kill you in a little while.

"Then... it's an order. You must not have your own life ahead of you. And do not tell anyone about today or about this promise."

"Become..."

They won't even let me die.

"Oh, good face. You can stay on that face for a while, okay? Bye, good night, Style. Wash away the blood of that filthy common woman by tomorrow's birthday."

That said, a woman laughs at a mixed nose.

Collapse from your knees and slap your fists on the ground.

Bark, even forget you're human and keep barking. If only I could stab myself with this knife and make it easier.

But I can't die anymore. Because they gave me orders.

I won't forgive you, that woman,

Um, a demon in a man's skin.

Be sure to avenge your mother one day.

Just so you know, I...

…

"Good morning, Master Stayle.

With the sound of the curtain opening, I wake up.

I hear the samurai is here to wake you.

"Good morning…"

Only my mouth managed to reply, but I think it's blurry already in the morning.

The light in the window dazzles, diving once in the futon, rubbing your eyes.

... I don't know, I was dreaming of something...

I can't remember at all, even if I seem to remember.

The samurai said, "It seemed a little stuck, are you okay? He said," but I don't even know if it's a good dream or a bad dream. It just wouldn't have been a fun dream because I had a little tear seeping in me when I rubbed my eyes.

I never should have cried in my dreams even after I broke up with my mother. I finally wake myself up from Bette with that in mind.

... Well, I've cried outside of my dreams.

I remember all sorts of things with Pride that happened a few days ago, and my face gets hot. No matter which one I remember, the embarrassment comes in, and at the same time the warm ones fill my chest.

Ask the samurai to confirm their plans for today, as they become selfish.

Oh, yeah, today...

"And we will make final adjustments for Dear Tiara's birthday tomorrow.

Yes, Pride's sister. And for me, I'll be my sister-in-law, Princess Tiara, the second princess of this country.

I haven't even met her yet, her birthday party and unveiling were imminent tomorrow.

"Thank you. My sister is looking forward to seeing you, and I look forward to seeing you now." That's what I said and smiled, and the maid smiled back at me, too.

Tiara Royal Ivy

Second princess of this country. If your pride means you're looking forward to it, I'd welcome it. He said he was weak from a very young age, and I need to protect him properly. Mother, father, and sister, all the people are celebrating her birth and existence.

... but

With that in mind, I finish my dominance and leave the room. We proceeded through a wide hallway and had just reached the stairs.

"Morning, Style"

I hear voices coming up the stairs. The most beloved person in this country in the future. And my important loved ones.

"Good morning, Pride.

But I'm not mistaken. All I want is pride happiness, that's all.

Tiara's Birthday Festival tomorrow. And at the same time, the day that my mother, the Queen, meets me, who was adopted as an assistant to Pride for the first time, or Pride, who established her right to inherit the throne.

It's you that matters to me.

It's all pride, just for her sake.