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

"Okay, Dear Stayle. May I join the knights in this step to the south of the kingdom of Sursis?

Chancellor Gilbert finally concluded his meeting with Style. He's retightening his armor as the style snorts.

"Oh, okay. You turn this whole thing around while I'm gone. You got a problem with that?

"Whatever.

Chancellor Gilbert, who laughed gracefully at Style's words, let him use his arms to thank him deeply. Then, at the same time as I looked up, I said, "Oh, there's one more idea from me too..." I ear-pieced out to the style as I came up with something.

The whispered style opens its eyes slightly to Chancellor Gilbert, who talks about hiding from his point of view for sending footage to the other headquarters, and turns a gaze towards me.

Finally, Chancellor Gilbert, who had finished his talk, raised his face and made him laugh, "Of course, I will leave the judgment to Master Pride and Master Steele".... I don't know, I'm very concerned.

Style warped his face slightly in disgust at Chancellor Zilbert's dialogue, but eventually said, "Sounds great, Zilbert. This is such an emergency," he said abominably, then walked over to me.

"Sister, I need to talk to you a little.

Yeah, and I'll say a word back and make you listen.

When I did so, I turned my eyes to Captain Alan and Captain Column, whom Style was holding back beside me, and said, "You two are with me." Style gently began to ear punch me as they tilted out to my position sitting at the same time.... To be honest, I didn't know why I bothered to talk about Kosovo, but I also agreed with Prime Minister Style and Prime Minister Gilbert's proposal. Sure, I think that would be better. I don't want to waste any of my fighting power right now.... I was only concerned that Captain Alan and Captain Column were dampening their foreheads slightly for some reason.

My acknowledging style laughs at me saying, "Well, that's how it is". And now he went to speak to the knights accompanying Tiara, not to let Tiara force him.

A sudden noise was heard from footage of the northern front line. For a moment I thought it was another enemy attack, but soon I'm relieved to find out it's different from the reaction of the Knights Commander. Leave the scene to the correspondents once and the Knights leader will be gone from the footage. After reporting everything you need from me and Stayle to the Knights Commander as well, and perhaps the Knights will continue into the final adjustment of the rematch.

Much of the preparation went quickly, and when I thought it was time to move out at once.

... and then I saw Cedric staring at the footage from King Lance as he ate in.

"Cedric."

Speaking a little louder, he turned to me immediately after shaking Vikri and his shoulder once. He rocks his burning eyes wide and walks up to me with his fast feet. For a moment, if you think you turned your eyes to my feet, you distorted your neat face again. Maybe you're still worried about my leg. "You said it wasn't your fault, right?" and made him laugh, his expression was extra cloudy.

... so I ask him again.

"You decided to go to reinforcements... for King Lance?

Cedric, who opened his eyes strongly to my words, rubbed his voice upwards, "No..." as he turned straight to me in an instant.

"That's not all... for your brother and my people, and your pride..."

Cedric, absurd in his voice to elucidate, clogged his words like he was stifling along the way. More than that, I laugh bitterly at him for shutting his mouth like I say, not even thinking about it. I can still feel glad now that you cared a little about me. And Cedric opened his mouth small so that he could choose the words again.

"... if I don't get up in this place now, I'll stay like this for the rest of my life... I just thought so.

Cedric shrugged bossy, distracting himself again and being able to use his grip on objects over his uniform to grab his own chest. On that hand, which trembled slightly, I reach out and overlap. You're surprised you were touched by me, and I speak to him once again shaking his body and circling his eyes, as it were.

"... Cedric, listen carefully.

Sitting down, he peeks in with his tall face as well as his eyes. Cedric immediately noticed me, almost in a position to look up directly, and he peered the other way by trying to get on one knee on the spot.

"... okay. Because you are so lovely that you can't guess by your appearance alone.

With that said, Cedric opened his mouth every time he said something, … turning away from me spicidly again.

He gripped his chest hard and warped his face again so that he could enjoy it. The hand was starting to tremble harder than earlier.... Maybe he's making a mistake right now.

When I said softly to him, "No, I'm not," Cedric turned his attention to me again. I can see bright red burning eyes shaking in small pieces.

"... don't kill yourself. You do everything you can and work hard to protect what's important… I'm sure it's the nicest thing.

To my words, Cedric's tremor suddenly stopped. Instead he forgot to breathe as only he had stopped time, staring at me with an adhesive face. Open eyes glow round as if they were crystals.

"It's okay now.... I'm sure your brother has been waiting for you for a long time.

His jaw trembled. I find his eyes starting to moisten as I tremble to indulge in something, and I realize I'm about to cry again. When I said I was going to join the formation, I thought I would turn my hand around its head to hide his tears from the surrounding area and push my face over my armor and hug him. I gently stroked his head as it began to tremble to his shoulders.

"Pick him up.

I don't even know how far his time had stopped.

Still, I only know what he wanted to protect when he was... too young to grow up long after we met.

"Be proud of people from all over the world. That you are the proud brother of that brother... King Lance Silva Lowell.

He kept putting his strength on his shoulders. His hands kept trembling like there was no place to go.

Unlike before, once I loosened my hand from him trying desperately to indulge in crying, he slowly turned that face towards me. Tears stopped in my eyes and instead my face continued to withstand crying was terribly bright red. I stare at his face, still crying and distorted with a small nod, and I overlap words.

"And also a proud brother to King Joan Lynne Dwight.... I'm sure you both know how wonderful you are.

Grab his hand gently from me as he continues to tremble with no place to go. I put it on my own cheek to hold on to his tremor as it was. His hand over a limp armor, shaking small, passed on to his skin.

As he continued to weep, he nodded as if vibrating as he bit his lower lip. Now I let his other hand hit my cheek the same way, and I put my strength into his hands layered as they were.

"Then put your chest up. Because you are the brother of the best king in the world to you!

Make him laugh out loud and strong to reach him. Then his eyes, which kept opening, burned up as hard as the light had emitted. After a few seconds of accumulation, a clear voice leaked from him, nodding vigorously at the end, "... oh...".

"It's time," he said, as he peered from Chancellor Gilbert. Tiara is also with Chancellor Gilbert and the knights to keep an eye on how things are going here.

I guess you're ready to march. When I loosened the power of my hand, I stood up so that he would leave softly. "I have to go," he murmurs. Grabbing his right hand to pull it off with both hands at the end.

If he's going to get up.

If he wishes to move the time stopped at his will.

The last thing I should tell him right now.

"Keep hiding your nails,... fangs. Now is the time to unleash Cedric Silva Lowell..."

To his absurd voice, his whole body vibrated and trembled as if frightened. I shook my hand back forcefully as if he were going to shake my hand.

His teeth-eating look tightens as if he's ready. His shaky burning eyes were fixed and his shoulders pulled backwards, stretching his spine so that he could keep his chest up.

"Watch..." Pride Royal Ivy!

That voice like determination. At the end of the day his hand slipped out of my hand this time, turning its jacket wide open. Bwah, and the aftermath of it flicked like a cloak rocks my hair.

I told him that I would tell him, and he would not look back at me anymore if I returned it in silence and with my eyes. He walked straight to Tiara and the knights, exchanged words with Style, and then disappeared in an instant.

"... it's okay, I'm sure I can.

The words I uttered to him, and to myself, swam through the universe without shaping.