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

"… Now if you'll excuse me first.

The night the moon started coming out already. I finished greeting the captains and was allowed to rest in my room for tomorrow's march, too.

Today, Father... the Knights Commander announced the selection team for tomorrow's march.

To be able to cope with any unforeseen circumstances in the defensive battle, they were to be organized in half of each squad, rather than in the presence of each selected squad. However, since the Kingsguard Knight joins the defense battle with Lord Pride unconditionally, the team to which the captain and deputy captain belong, including me, was adjusted in numbers and other squads so that they were better balanced.

The best squad is Captain Alan and Deputy Eric in the defense. Instead, the second squad captain's deputy is in Friesia.

Squad number three is Column captain is in defense, so the deputy captain is in Freesia.

And Captain Harrison, the eighth lieutenant, was supposed to be in Friesia... because I was in defense. Captain Harrison's gory push led me and Captain Harrison to join the defense. More than a majority of Squad VIII, including former deputy Isidore captain, were instead to remain in Freesia.

Captain Harrison said, "There can't be a defense battle without me. If you are said to be away because of your captainship, I will return the captain's seat on this occasion." I saw him direct to Clark, the deputy commander. … thus to Clark, Captain Harrison.

Captain Harrison will never bend what he says, and I'm serious. Clark knows that, too, so he had no choice but to adjust the number of people for it. I had no idea that Captain Harrison, who was absolutely loyal to his father or Clark, would bet to the captain's seat to make a direct judgment.

Put your hands on the door of your room, check inside and exhale. I knew you'd be here first.

"... Whirley, Style. It's late.

Close the door with your back hand and scratch your head.

When we met in Lord Pride's Kingsguard this afternoon, we heard that an alliance had been signed. I thought you knew it was time for Style to pick you up.

"No, I just got here, too. I have a little something for the wild.

Don't worry about it, the style I tell you about is making sure to relax in my chair. Though I wondered if I had even prolonged my regency duties, the armor and sword dropped off by the door with their luggage intact and… and only the two-handed part of the armor removed.

"In n?... How'd it go. Prince Cedric is.

"I also thought he was just a fool... but he wasn't the only one.

I don't know, man. The voice was rarely slightly shriveled when I said it and said it out of sight of me. It's unusual for him to say that he won't forgive me for once.

"Of course I'm not tolerating what he did, a lot of disrespectful behavior towards your sister. Even so,... he's like someone else these days.

Stiles with cheeksticks in a thin, long sigh were still thinking about it. As I waited for the next word, Style accidentally turned his gaze downstairs towards me. Open your mouth as you hold the black edge of your glasses with one hand.

"So Arthur. I'm sorry, but I need your help. Me, my sister, you,... Prince Cedric.

"Wow.

I've known it since the beginning. I was there when Prince Cedric told the queen that the king was suddenly ill, and... because Lord Pride told me then.

From the unloaded luggage, I take what I owe Deputy Eric and walk over to Steele wearing it intact from the top of my armor.

"... robe. Did you prepare it on purpose?

"Oh dear. Even when it comes to allies... there's no way you're gonna find out.

Leave only the hood at the neck, wrapped in a brown robe from top to bottom. I'm glad Deputy Eric was just holding it together.

One clouded his expression as he remembered, as Stayle said, "You're ready."

"... I wasn't really going to let Prince Cedric see you or your sister either.

"Ah? I don't see you. So how do we get to the king's room?

Keep it up, you don't even know where it is that you're not Prince Cedric, and you've turned a bad grin on me for some reason.... absolutely against some jerk-off. When I dared to wrinkle my eyebrows, I said, "If only I had stolen the eyes of a samurai or an escort and temporarily kidnapped only the king," or even said something really noisy with my face.

"... but I still stopped. I don't want to hurt my chest about my family any more than that.

Of course, I don't condone disrespect for you. That look of the style, though, sank again in darkness. Apparently, there was something wrong with him. I don't know, but I dare you to open your hands and gently slap that rounded back. Pong, and a light noise, simultaneously stretched the spine of the style all at once.

"... that's not a good place to be human.

He is aware of his belly black in Temehe, but I think he is still the brother and sister of Lord Pride and Tiara. A monkey thicker than blood is connected.

If I also put my hand down on my shoulder a few times as I appropriately did, the style scratched my head small with my index finger silently. Finally, fix the position of the glasses with your fingertips and a chattering noise will sound.

"... let's go. Let's get this over with and get ready for tomorrow.

"Ah.

I grabbed the hand offered to the steer, and at the next moment my vision changed.

……

"I'm sorry about this in the middle of the night, Arthur, Style.

Again, I would like to thank the two of you for coming to my room on an instant move. I'm so sorry we're both leaving the country tomorrow, but it's such a late night.

"Not at all. I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

"No, I'm the one who's late... You're going...?

I nod clearly to Arthur, dressed in a robe, unlike the style he gave me back with a smile.

"Yeah.... I'm sorry we both asked you so suddenly then.

Before I leave, I bow my head again saying that I also have to apologize properly for this and put it down. Even though I was in a hurry, I think it would have been bad to suddenly ask for a response like that terrorism.

Still, they both laughed at me without one disgusting face. On the contrary, Style said to me, "Rather, I was glad you spoke right this time," and Arthur nodded at it.

"... because I promised.

Seeing the gentle look on their faces makes them laugh zero from me, too, by accident. A year ago, I promised myself when I worried about all three of them. … must speak next,.

I was telling Tiara what we were going to do this evening before we went to see her. I thought you might want to follow me like a defensive battle, but I told Cedric to be careful about that, and he didn't just say he wanted to go with the advice to stay away from Steele and Arthur.

"... So shall we go, sister?

At the same time as Style's words, Arthur wore the hood deep again. He borrowed it from Deputy Eric when he thought it was the first time he saw it. Honestly, I was relieved that Arthur came in that outfit because I was thinking about how to hide Arthur's special abilities.

I hold that hand as I nod at Style's words.

"Then first, go to Cedric's castle, and from there, look for Cedric and guide him to the king's room."

"No, they showed me to the king's bedroom, so I'll move directly there for a moment. Prince Cedric will be there.

Eh, I accidentally raise my dumb voice to Style's words that apply my words.

"Because my sister, at that time, said to me, 'Work with Arthur tomorrow night because I want to help the king of the Kingdom of Sursis'. I must have decided this one was quicker.

"Me too, Master Pride said, 'I want to go and help the king of the kingdom of Sursis tomorrow night', so I'm going to rendezvous with Steele right away, but if I borrow this robe, I'm late... sorry.

Contrary to the style of laughing satisfactorily at my reaction, Arthur, who raised his face from the hood, kept his head down with peculiarity. The long silver hair tied to that clap spills a little out of the hood and I laugh unexpectedly.

"Thanks, Style. Besides, there's nothing to apologize for, Arthur.

This is how he even prepared a robe, so that his long hair wouldn't spill, so he gently touched Arthur's hand trying to untie and re-tie the hood, turning from behind me to quickly wrap his hair in a dough and re-tie it. Tilt your face off the hood and your hair won't overflow.

"I knew it was good to talk to you two right away. After that, I was so relieved.

I talked to the two of you and after I found out you'd cooperate, I didn't bother at all. I'm sure it'll work, because I thought sincerely.

It's a boulder style, so I stroke the head of the style. I didn't think you were allowing me to go directly to the king's bedroom. Still unable to travel directly to Cedric for a moment, Steele was prepared to infiltrate again from within the castle.

Besides, they both acted more than that since I revealed myself. A boulder makes me want to cuddle.

"Then hurry up to the king's room -... Style? Arthur."

I looked up to get back on my mind and leave, and for some reason they were both solidified. Is Style getting nervous now? He's covering his head with one hand with a slightly stained cheek, and his mouth with the other, and Arthur was grabbing both ends to pull the robe further from his already deeply worn condition as he leaned down small. Now I can't even see my neck instead of my face. I hear a small voice whining, "Hair..." Was the dough hair still embarrassing to the boys?

"... No, let's go, sister.

"~ Eh... I'm sorry, I'm fine.

The two of them managed to respond, and now it's time to take Steele's hand with Arthur and travel momentarily.

Sursis kingdom, to the king.