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

... and a little.

"Oh, Val! You must protect my brother, Jill, and yourself on the dirt wall. You must not come out until you have my permission to make sure you are safe!

After solemnizing the man in the chain, I hurry to speak to Val. Listen to my orders, Val says, "Fuck!," he rushed out to Chancellor Style and Gilbert in a vicious manner. After all, it seems that his special abilities can only be achieved by making him around himself. But it's pretty helpful now.

Prime Minister Gilbert held on tight to the still awake style and nodded at me. Val uses his special abilities to collect debris and instantly build a domed shelter. It is a strong shelter that also protected against the crash of a cliff. It has been experienced that they can accommodate up to three people in person, and now they should be safe.

"Arthur, can you still fight?

If I turned around, he was already in a state of collision. "Naturally," he said, rubbing a painful mole around his neck with his wrist, but his eyes were burning glitchy.

"Does Master Jeanne fight too?"

Captain Alan is still running towards us with the blood of his enemies dripping from his head. He's sparkling his eyes again for some reason. And if I snort, I say, "Well, if you like, this is it!" and made me weave my own return bloody uniform. No, the moment I thought the bloody uniform was... I saw my outfit and my thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

"... ugh! Whoa... whoa."

I don't have a voice anymore.

Grab the uniform that accidentally made me weave it with both hands, hold it down and squat on the spot. What's the matter, Captain Alan and I peek in surprised, and when I look at Arthur, he's off my face and turning bright red to my ears.

Ahhhhh! I did it again. I'm dressed like this...

My hands and feet stick out of my children's clothes from my eleven year old body to my fifteen year old body, and when I realize that I can only hide a range of about miniscules, I wonder if I was jumping or running with a big strand just now in this outfit, and my whole body gets hot. I know it's bloodstained, but I appreciate the use of this uniform.

Pampered!

All of a sudden, bullets fly at us. Me, Arthur, and Captain Alan both fly to avoid it and pull their minds together at once. That's right, this is still a battlefield. "Jeanne!" she heard and looked back at Arthur, tearing her own sleeve clothes and releasing the cloth to me. Jump and dance to the universe. Receive it and wrap it around your mouth so your face doesn't find out. Water on the baking stone, but much better than no. In the meantime, we're going to cut off the man that Captain Alan fired at us.

"Give me the gun."

Speaking up, Captain Alan said, "Just say it!" and took the gun from the wreckage and threw it at me. Received, instead of a sword, now put up a gun. He definitely shoots out the hands of the men fighting the Knights, aiming at their feet. The original overwhelming Knights. If he sharpens his opponent's battle power a little, he'll be finished with a blow soon. I don't want to show up in front of the other knights as much as possible, and now the gun is just fine.

I didn't have any trouble replenishing Arthur because he threw the gun at me each time he took it while he was powerless with his bare hands. In addition to the Boulder Knights, Style, and that Chancellor Gilbert had just been handled by him, and he's pretty strong without a sword. He avoided knives, paid with a spinning kick, jumped, even avoided bullets with horrible instantaneous force, and sometimes even showed off his back throw. When I realized, only the knights were brilliantly alive and standing on the spot. Make sure there were no other enemies lurking around, and set aside a beat, all of them raising their voices of time to rejoice in the victory.

"Next, we have no other survivors, but look for them in the cave and crush them. If they are imprisoned, protect them! Don't let one enemy live."

The knights raised their voices to Captain Alan's command, in a controlled movement.

Doggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Suddenly, the explosion and vibration that struck our ears hit us several times in a row.

The whole thing sways to the ground like an earthquake, with fragments falling apart from the ceiling. "What is this?", "Enemy attack?", "Were the forces still there?" and the knights scream. My feet flutter with too much vibration.

Calm down! Operation change, temporarily withdraw. Do you have anyone left to rescue?

"Val"

Listen to Captain Alan, I'll call Val. Val and the others showed up when the rubble dome collapsed to signal my words. I ask him first to Val, who tries to hear, "What the hell happened to this shake?"

"I think there are others captured."

Val is an expert in this lineage. Besides, he knows best how far Style might have missed the people who are caught. "No..." Val opened his mouth after rounding his eyes a little surprised by my query.

"There was no one left to catch here, and he missed it. I don't know if there's any other stash.

Koitz, while saying, Val pointed to the style with only his gaze. Style, you missed everyone until you were so worn out. I can see tears seeping by accident.

Captain Alan nodded when he heard Val's words and gave an order to all the knights to withdraw. Give the injured a hand, see if Eric and the others are still running late, and skip backup if necessary.

All the knights rushed out this time, and me and Arthur rushed over to Chancellor Gilbert and the others. Reach out to Chancellor Gilbert and he will grab this hand and turn me into an eleven year old again with age manipulation. Her body shrunk and stroked the forehead of the still sleeping style as she wore her uniform around. I'm relieved to hear the sound of breathing small.

"Jeanne, let's go!

Now Arthur reaches out to me and holds me so I can't see my face again. Arthur threw it at Captain Alan after removing the worn team clothes. The knights each lend their shoulders to Chancellor Gilbert, who is injured in the shoulder, and the style, who is losing his mind, and run out holding him. Val also ran out to follow it. I can't figure out what happened, what this blast sounds like, and now I just think about escaping.

Anyway, now we have to get out of here.

……

Gacha... gacha... gacha...

"Run anyway ~, or are you making a scene, those guys.

Looking down at Kerakera and the cave where a man collapses laughing from above.

"No, I'm glad I didn't waste the bomb I brought for reprocessing. Hey? Tippet.

The man spoke to a full-body robe human called Tippet. I wore a robe from my head. I can't even tell if a man is a woman.

"I've only thrown half of it down, but if you don't have to be powerful enough to get a few, you can go out there. This way, when does it taste like watching you twitch and collapse and go... hey?

You'd look better if it wasn't for the night. And Tippett nodded and just listened to his inquiry as he threw zero. Doesn't show any response at all, like a doll.

"Until I come out like this, I'll see, so you guys steer it right, okay? I'll throw him out of here if he mismaneuvers.

To him in a light tone, the men around him shook his body. Because I know he really is the man who does it.

"Ah. And you, get to work, okay? If the Freesians find out, they won't be in style.

He pointed his finger at Tippett and went on to say, "The information network isn't as choosy here these days as it used to be in that country," he said.

Tippett nodded small there for the first time. Just to do my part.

"I'm at the corner, can you entertain me at best? The Freesian Knights.