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

Has it been more than twenty minutes?

At all, I had no teeth on Arthur. Exactly like the game. Arthur is the only attacker in the game to overwhelm his pride with sword moves.

And at the end of the day, pride loses before overwhelming power.

Exactly, like me right now.

"... come on,..."

Critical, sword and sword clash together. Arthur is putting his strength into the sword so that he can push the sword I tilted to the side off the top. It's not a sword, it's a rivalry between power and power. It was no other Arthur who pushed me to this situation that I myself most avoided.

I managed to absorb the weight with my hands and feet, but I couldn't. Without keeping it for two seconds. At the end of the day, Arthur plays his sword out of his mind as soon as he loses his power from his hand unbearably.

The sound of metal being played sounded, and the caracallas and swords rolled down the ground as they were.

"... I'm here.... You're a strong boulder, Arthur.

"Thank you... No... but I'm still here.

Even Arthur, the winner for some reason, is flabbergasted before me as my hand tingles and sits on the spot without pity as it is. Could I have been disillusioned by the fact that two years ago, when I had been slapping a great deal of mouth, I was defeated without a single blow being hit by Arthur?

I got a little anxious and looked up at Arthur. But he gently offered me his hand without turning a disillusioned or anything like that on me.

Unexpectedly taking his hand, Arthur zeroed in a small voice, "I've been so archaic... I can't believe I'm going to struggle like this..."

... Yes, we had a struggle. Because I too desperately avoided his attacks and kept waiting for the timing of the counterattack.

And, even so, I didn't hit Arthur a single blow, and I was prevented by my sword if I could avoid it all by shaking my sword with a gap. Totally my complete defeat.

Arthur is the only opponent whose pride struggles and is defeated by the sword. He is still strong. Honestly, just the arm of a sword would be the strongest in this world.

Originally I'm pretty strong because I have cheats as a lass boss. You don't have to try. In five years, you're the strongest lass boss on your own. And now, if I actually waved my sword now, I'd be even stronger than I was two years ago. It hasn't changed since two years ago, and I haven't auditioned or done anything.

And now Arthur was pretty strong, too.

Well, I take it for granted. Arthur in this world was firmly bashed in by his father and even had a good opponent named Stayle in his archery. I would rather be much stronger in five years than Captain Arthur Knights, whose father and good enemy in the game were both absent.

... I wonder if I'll be killed instantly after five years without even being able to struggle.

The majesty of Las Bosses is and suddenly weird anxiety is too much on my mind. No, although pride is the strongest because not only swords, but fights, sniping, and measures are all cheats. I realize that my inner queen Pride has come out that I am completely defeated by Arthur opponents where I thought. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

... Well in the end, I can't beat anyone with my arm, so I guess it doesn't end the same.

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I took Lord Pride's hand, which sat up, and drew it closer.

Master Pride, who stood up without difficulty, leaned on me with that momentum. My face gets hot again to Master Pride, who says "I'm sorry" with both hands on my armor.

Master Pride is awesome close, and I suck at all the scents that I didn't care about during the match earlier, and the length of my eyelashes.

I look from top to bottom again because Master Pride is still standing close to me to slowly regain his posture.

... Wow, you look great.

It may be rude to look good on a woman, but honestly the crimson uniform went great with the color of her hair.

The moment I saw it, my heart was going to stop, reminiscent of the Knight's outfit, which reminded me of Lord Pride, who was fighting for tearing his dress apart on one of the cliffs two years ago.

Besides, I seriously thought my heart would burst like this because Stayle said "align". On top of that, I'm working with Lord Pride. At that time two years ago, I wanted to see how much powerless I was that I couldn't do anything about, how much I had changed now, and how little closer I was to Master Pride then.

I've heard of "Sister Your Strength Is Out of Standard" on Style before. It's only his talent, he said. Sure, in the two years since then, Steele and I have been working together almost daily, but I never saw Lord Pride doing an audition.

Yet this strength.

At first it looked good, but I immediately did it for real. I used my whole body to take one to play the sword of Lord Pride.... and I can't believe you're going to struggle so hard. Furthermore, Master Pride has a first-rate sniper arm. In terms of overall strength, Master Pride would be far stronger than me.

... yet, it's not enough.

I need to be stronger.

I also joined the Knights Squad. There is more to be learned. Then more. Strong enough that Lord Pride can afford to beat a struggling opponent.

... Then I figured I wouldn't ask for an "array."

Well, I think I was hoping that if I decided to join the Knights Squad.

But together, "over there" is time to do it again...

Again, if you don't get a chance, it's hard.

But I don't have time to stop right now. I swore to myself two years ago that I would move forward one step at a time.

"You're a boulder, Arthur. I really didn't know you could beat your opponent.

Suddenly, I was in a good mood when I was thinking about Lord Pride.