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

"... What is this about, Jill Bale?

Wang and Albert were badly puzzled.

Dear Jill Bale disturbance yesterday and the terrible debilitation of his fiancée, Marianne, who then went to see how it went.

And most importantly, today, the day after that, the sudden disappearance of Gilbert.

I told the castle man about the kidnapping and the mouth, but honestly his rampage was more of a concern to me. I let the castle man do the search, and I made sure of the location in the castle where he seemed to be as far as I could think of. Naturally, I was the first to go check this room. And that's when I saw Marianne, who was bitterly absurd in her breath, and I thought,

I thought you threw everything he could, but you went looking for help to save her.

I also let my wife, the queen, tell me this in peace. If it turns out to be a big deal, Gilbert's extreme sentence in a responsible position will not be dispensed with. We have to stop him before he does something irrevocable. He is a brilliant and smart man. But there are some places that are worse and purer than that. Above all, yesterday he was unusual. It's also my responsibility for not paying more attention to him that's going to break even now.

Now he'll even be up to his contract with the devil. For Marianne's sake, I don't even hate the sacrifice of this country.

And the last time I regained my sanity, he's also the one who will suffer and regret it more than anyone else.

Jill Bale would be insane right now.... No, I've really felt his own anomaly for a long time. I told her to get some rest, but she didn't interfere with her work, she said she could do it for Marianne. Ironically, I am fine with my job as prime minister, and judging only by the merits of the job, I had no problems at all. Besides, most importantly… if I let him rest like this and take away his work, which I was typing in as a distraction, I also felt like he would be completely broken by the touch of it the other way around. Thinking about it, he began to call me not Albert, but His Royal Highness the King, and also outside of his official duties, that one scale may have shown since then.

He's one of the few friends I have. That's why I didn't stop. For my wife too, his lover, Marianne, is a dear friend, but more than that, she is the queen. As long as he leaves beside me unauthorized, he will be contained, but if there are any illegal connections or deals there, he will not hesitate to punish Jilbel.

That would prevent even Marianne, who was protecting the castle in her position as the Chancellor's fiancé, from being allowed to stay in the castle.

I ordered the soldiers I had made searching to bring them back as peacefully but surely as possible.

If it's true, I wanted to run my own horse down to the castle to find it, but I had to do all my official business today to avoid weighing Jill Bale's blame for coming back.

Official business demarcated and I was relieved when I heard Jilbert had returned to the castle in a call from the soldiers. Whatever it is, to have him back safely.

Naturally, I can't be relieved until I know what he was doing while he was disappearing, but anyway, I ordered the soldiers to bring him to me, and I waited in my room while I continued my official duties.

But then, for a while, when I heard that Jill Bale disappeared in the castle with my son Pride and Style, I was concerned that he had really crossed the line.

I hurried to the hidden room with Marianne.

If he disappeared in the castle, it was the only way.

And...

"Jill veil, Jill veil! Are you there?"

From the side of the door I turned my voice round to him.

He opened the door as he hurried to his name and rushed inside.

"Albert...

When I walked into the room, there was still Jill Bale there. For some reason he has stopped without calming his hips on the spot or accompanying Marianne.

Tears seeped into his eyes as he looked back at me.

And when I first came to see you, Marianne, who was supposed to be doing her best to breathe, got herself out of bed and turned her gaze to us.

She said she was bizarre and didn't even get to move her hands and feet these days. Unexpectedly she called my name Marianne, forgetting that I would yell at Jilbert, and she called my name back, "Master Albert," with a large tear in her eyes. It's not a dream, my friend was definitely there.

Unexpectedly pushes Jill Vail away, rushes over to her and hugs her.

Sorry for the inconvenience, I even apologize to Marianne that I'm sorry. Myself, my eyeballs get hot.

"... What is this about, Jill Bale?

Softly away from Marianne, he leaves her to the lady beside him, then slowly turns back to him.

"The fairy has come for me.

That's what I call a smiling Jill veil. I yell out loud.

I can't joke about it. It was really good that Marianne was cured. But it didn't even come true to breathe until earlier. All I can think about is the artificial things she's doing.

What price did he pay for it?

That's all I have to be sure of.

"Jill Baer, listen carefully. It was really good about Marianne. You don't mind blaming me or my wife Rosa for not being powerful. But... please be honest with me. Where are my children, Pride and Style? And what price did you pay for this?

Grab his shoulders and seriously inquire.

If, when it matters, we must punish him. And... I thought I should be punished then too. Because I'm guilty of the same thing again, always beside him, not realizing his anomaly as a friend and subordinate, and not being able to support him.

Jilbel did not break his smile and shook his neck to the side.

"I apologize for the disrespect I had the other day as soon as I got back to the castle to Master Pride and Master Stayle. They both worried that I was missing, and they followed me straight to Marianne. But I'm not going to tell anyone about her.... Before I got here, I made it convenient for both of you and told you that Lord Arthur, a friend of the Knights, was looking for you both. Afterwards, take a moment trip to the Knights' Exercise Grounds like Stayle.... maybe by now it's time they were back in Lord Pride's room.

"Is that true?

"I don't mind betting on this neck.

Even if I don't get my hair stuck in, Jill Bale won't move. Perhaps it's true that the children are safe. That's how his eyes tell the story.

"If so... what happened to Marianne's disease?

You're not going to say fairy work or anything like that again. and give the nail in advance.

"One of you... introduced me to someone with a special ability to heal the disease.

"! If you were there, where is that special ability man now..."

Unexpectedly doubt Jill Behr's words. So Gilbert was out of the castle and to meet that special ability... no, you mean he was picking him up? That would convince me that he had also forgotten to report to me and popped up. Of course, as prime minister, it's a problem.

To my inquiry, Jill Bale shakes his head again.

"Because he doesn't seem to want it. I can't answer you unless you have permission.... I can't even talk to you about the person you referred me to.

I'm sorry, I felt a strong will in the words, even though I said so softly.

It was as if he had a look on his face as if his possessions had fallen. What has happened in the last few hours?

"But you paid for something, didn't you? to its special abilities or referrals! What the hell are you..."

"Nothing.

Quit saying his unhesitant words.

"That one... appeared suddenly before me, saved Marianne... saved me, wanted nothing for the price, and... left.

"Jill Behr, this is a period of falsehood..."

Close your eyes and quietly grab Jill Bale's chest, unwittingly absurd your voice.

I can't help but talk about referrals and special abilities. It would be natural to want to hide such valuable connections and abilities. But such a human being suddenly appears before him, wanting nothing from him, the prime minister, healing only illness, leaving, etc… there is no way such convenient things can happen.

If, assuming, a special ability to heal the disease and its referral have emerged, it is not surprising to want him to have extrajudicial consideration. If the country wishes to formally introduce itself to its special abilities and to treat the disease, how many huge rewards will it need?

But he never turned a blind eye from me.

Just one word: "It's true." Answering, he began to move his mouth again as it was. But...

"That one... eh.

That was the last time he could have told me that properly.

It was a gentle expression, because his lips were suddenly trembling, and tears began to overflow from his eyes again.

Surprised, when he unwittingly loosened his hand, he knelt on the floor to collapse on the spot. Cover your face with both hands, tears streaming down through that gap.

"Ah... you... really, all of a sudden... appeared before me..."

I can't hide my confusion in Jill Bale, who cries out as if I cut a weir.

"Give me your hand... reach out... I've been searching for you for years now and I haven't found you... with a special ability to heal the disease..."

It was as if the strained thread had been cut. This is not his act. That's all I've been with for years. I know exactly what I mean.

"I saved Marianne..."

A scream woods the room. He sounded like he was going to rip it open.

"What if... to me,... to someone like me,... mercy...! At the price of… take…………………"

I could hardly hear him with a whimper, but I reprimanded him and asked him if there was still a last price.

Then his whimpering got even worse, enough to worry about not getting hiccups.

And he answered my question small enough to squeeze it out at the end.

"... forever to come... as long as the king wishes... to work for the people of this country... to be prime minister... to remain..."

That's what you said, I lost my word to Jill Bale, who shouted out.

... I couldn't believe it.

Can that be called a price?

I know because I've been on official business with him for years.

what his job as Chancellor was like for him.

Yet.

Quit the prime minister. If so, keep working.

... but no matter what he looked like that kept crying with his mouth shut, he didn't look like a liar or a deluder.

Rather, it seemed as if the emotions I had enjoyed had overflowed.

"... eh... Albert.

After a while of crying, he finally utters the word. They call me by my name and mop my back as I say what's wrong. It's been a long time since yesterday's argument for him to call his name.

"... sorry...... you too. I'm... I'm..."

I understand the meaning of his words.

For several years he had a stronger wind to me and especially his eldest daughter's pride.

Words to pride in particular are often released even in official settings, and I don't know how many times I shake up my fist each time I stopped before making irrevocable remarks. He also had some sense that he was moving in various ways to find the special abilities. How many times did you lust him for it when we were together... I forgot how many.

"... that's good enough. I understand that I also have a responsibility for not being able to support you in the midst of a hard time.

To my words Jilbert shook his head left and right terribly.

"I knew... you, my friend, Rosa... how special you were treating us...! Yet... yet I... I, uh..."

His tears continue to overflow from the gap between his fingers.

Me and Rosa couldn't save him or Marianne after all.

All I could do was look at Marianne, who was going to be debilitated, and Jill Bale, who saw it and kept moaning. And how tight my chest was. And most importantly, I was angry at myself for not being able to save one of her while having the greatest power in this country: the Queen. How can I save them and how many times have I fisted the wall by myself?

It's the same with me that I couldn't do anything while I was frustrated by my helplessness.

I can break my knee myself, hold his shoulder hard and put my strength into it, crying down.

"You, as Prime Minister... have done the right thing.... more, love yourself.

Thank you, thank you and I kept quietly accepting his zero words.

Then.

"... Jill.

Marianne fluttered, borrowing the hand of a samurai, and walked over on her feet.

As I walked away from him gently and Jilbel turned towards her, she held him tight so that she could cover him to Jilbel.

How many times would she have dreamed of hugging Jill Veil like this?

Seven years, while still suffering and enduring.

"I keep you... in so much pain... I'm sorry...

With that said in a fine voice, I put my hand on Jill Veil's cheek. When Jill Baer opened her mouth to deny that... she gently glanced at her lips with those fingers.

In the meantime, the whimper pulled like a wave from him, who kept crying so much that he was likely to cause hiccups even now.

hands on her cheeks as they were, slowly with lips glanced at by her and her lips

... superimposed.

"I love you..."

Set aside enough time, her fine voice quietly wooded into the room.

"... Jill Bale.... stay by his side until tomorrow.

"No, but I'm still on official business today..."

Drop your fist at him as he tries to embark on himself with Marianne in his arms. stuck, and it sounded good and held his head in pain.

"Leave the job alone without permission. What more are you saying now?

And besides. And I stood up and looked down at Marianne stroking him and his head gently, and I continued.

"If you wish, rest firmly for the business of the Chancellor from tomorrow.

To repay the favor. If I continued to do so, I received an unmistakable reply from him.

I threw it out on the way out now. I have to finish my official duties.

And most importantly, I want to make sure my dear children are safe with these eyes right now.

We must also report the matter of Jilbel to Rosa, the queen.

During official duties, there will probably be tough questions and pursuits.

But after her official duties, I can easily imagine her crying and rejoicing in the recovery of her friend, Marianne, and herself, who will forgive it.

I would have liked to hear the story of "that man" from Jilbert somehow.

To convey my gratitude directly from myself.

It is not enough to thank Jill Behr wholeheartedly for what he says.

Had it not been for that person, I would have kept him, for the rest of my life, frustrated and mourned by the guilt of not being able to save her.

I think one day, if I can, I'd like to see you once before I die.

to that person who saved her and left in no way in return.

And I also think it's something I'd like to see my dear children one day.

I don't ask for anything in return like that, but I want you to be someone like that... who can do everything for the people... I think so.

That's how I run out again.

To meet my dear children, who are responsible for the future of our country.