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

"... oh,... maria... no, no... please..."

At the moment my vision changed, it was a beautiful woman sleeping in a white bed and the figure of Chancellor Jilbert, who squeezed and cried his hand. Her cringing eyes had already turned red, pressing her squeezed hand against her chest, rounding her back and shaking her shoulders terribly. Is there a nursing attendant at the end of the bed? Three women are lining up and spicidly turning away.

It's like mourning a woman who sleeps in bed.

He was a very, very beautiful man. Flushing thin peachy hair, her eyes swimming through the blurry universe with them open are the same color as her clear hair.

The way it looked was just too terrible.

Contrary to the weak and dripping hands and feet, only the breathing chest and lung areas appear to be painfully fine up and down. He had white skin, but felt worse in blood than that. Maybe he's even had acid deficiencies already. My lips were moving to say something, but it seemed difficult to even do that anymore.

"Dear Pride... this is.

Arthur is staring at Mr. Marianne and Chancellor Gilbert as confused.

"It's Jill Bale and his fiancée.

I thought I heard a voice coming from behind me. There was a stile. After you moved us for a moment, I guess you flew straight in, too.

Arthur is wolfish with a look like he can't read the situation. I really wanted to tell you before I got here, but I don't have time for this anymore.

"Arthur, give Mr. Marianne... touch that guy.

Pull Arthur's hand with a grip and sue. Arthur turned his eyes round and said, "Huh...?" He leaked his voice.

"Arthur, your special abilities are not limited to crops. Your true special abilities…"

For the first time, Chancellor Gilbert looks back at this one with her hand taken. Sustain a glimmer of hope as you shed tears from your open eyes.

"It's the power to heal the disease of all things."

At that moment Arthur, hearing my words, took his hand off me and ran to Mr. Marianne.

As it was, he clenched her fine arm from above the hand that Chancellor Jilbert clenched as he jumped in, and with his opposite hand as he grabbed that arm.

... the sun, sets.

"……………………………………………………………………………………………!

All of a sudden, her body, which should have lost its power, grew larger.

Slowly, as if he had finally come out of the deep sea to the surface, and began breathing heavily.

It's not just a fine breath, it's a tight, oxygen-grabbing, spitting motion.

Chancellor Gilbert calls her name many times. Strong as if to respond to it, she grabbed Chancellor Gilbert's hand with the other hand and held it strong.

Yeah, I grabbed it.

At the end of the day, she's a disease that won't even work with her hands and feet, and she shouldn't even move a finger.

The ladies beside him screamed, not much surprise. No way, such a miracle is asking her how she is, seeping tears in her mouth.

Little by little, her limbs make a move. It's been a long time since I've made a move. Still, move.

When it comes to time, is it about a few minutes?

As she breathed, her complexion was also back in blood. The intense breathing sounds calmed down gradually, and finally she was quietly long and exhaled.

"... Maria...?

Chancellor Gilbert calls her name again with a trembling voice with his clenched hand in his chest.

It was a voice of hope and anticipation.

".................. Jill.

Turning small to Chancellor Jilbert, she smiled softly. With those lips that didn't even come true to utter words until earlier.

"Honey... and... I'm happy.

At that moment

Chancellor Gilbert held her tight.

Gently draw her with a clenched hand, turning her own arms unstoppable with trembling on its thin back, and firmly resting her on its chest.

As it is, Chancellor Gilbert is now more speechless. Only a screaming whimper leaks from the mouth that was so fluent.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

I thought it was like crying like a toddler.

I can't stop overflowing with tears and wetting her. It was as if I had freed myself from years of misery, closer to screaming than crying.... No, it's not like that. I'm sure it is.

Chancellor Gilbert, trembling with joy all over his body and falling from his knees, still holding even Mr. Marianne and crying, felt that he himself continued to suffer more than anyone else. From time to time in the whimper, Maria, I heard the words, good, sorry, over and over again in response to whimpering and tears.

And she was also zeroing a large tear from that eye as she buried her face in Chancellor Jilbert's chest. Still a little confused, it also seemed incredible what was in front of me. Shaking his moistened eyes with blurred tears, that one hand, which would not yet be well placed, picked and gripped the hem of Chancellor Gilbert small.

Arthur, who was staring beside him more than anyone else, also stared at the sight as if he could not believe what was in front of him more than anything else, holding her hand blindly again.

… for the first time, see my true special abilities.

Arthur Beresford.

His special ability is the power to heal diseases of all things.

Tiara, the protagonist who was thrashed after hearing the truth about the cliff crash from Pride in the game and walked over to him who gets wet in the rain, likewise gets wet in the rain and catches a cold.

Arthur visited Tiara, who fell asleep the next day with a terrible high fever, and softly touched herself on the forehead of Tiara, who she refused to touch the day before.

And the earlier fever pulls like a lie, and Tiara and Arthur wake up for the first time then to know his true special abilities.

His special abilities are very rare and valuable.

I'm sure much more than the royal ability to predict.

It's God's hand that heals not only humans, animals, and even plant diseases just by touching them.

It should have been five years after he grew up humanely to know the truth.

I twisted it.

But I have no regrets. I made up my mind when I was ready.

After a while, as I noticed, Mr. Marianne gradually raised her face and turned to Arthur, who kept holding her own hand.

Gently, Chancellor Gilbert supports her thin back so she can't be compelled.

Mr. Marianne quietly compared Arthur to his own hand held in his hand alternately.

With a small voice, you...? and shrugged, Arthur nodded small at it, turning away.

Slowly as it was, he woke up, supported by Chancellor Gilbert, and held Arthur's hand back strongly, holding his own, wrapped in his other hand.

"....................................................................................."

Gee, he squeezed Arthur's hand hard, and she cried again. I shook my lips as if I were speechless and cried. Unlike the tears I shed to Chancellor Jilbert earlier, he was crying like a girl.

"Again Jill...,... help me Jill... thank you..."

Many, many times after that she kept thanking Arthur. Beside it, Chancellor Gilbert also continued to bow his head to Arthur many times, crying.

While Arthur was pompous, he continued to receive even two words.

From his own eyes, he cried a single tear.