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

"Pride... Dear..."

It wasn't long after I was briefed by Captain Column on the current situation that Stayle brought Arthur on an instant move.

I was very relieved because I didn't know if it was cheap the whole time since I headed to the front line in the north. Because Captain Column told me there were no knights dead, but even the wounded were undetermined.

Arthur, who appeared on instant travel, seemed largely upset already.... Perhaps you had already heard about my feet from Stayle.

I wanted to welcome Arthur safely with a smile, but as soon as I saw that look, my chest ached first.

Because in Tiara's words, now I know too much.

"... I'm sorry, dressed like this.

I don't see any words, only weird apologies come out. I know very well that even myself, as I smiled bitterly, my eyebrows are lowered and I am forced to laugh.

As Arthur shook his head sideways, he took every step as if Tiara and Captain Alan were not even in his eyes.

"Um, enough... from the style, listen...

They say Arthur is speechless, just like me. He looked at my feet over the cloth in the bed and distorted his face spicy before my reply.

"... Yeah, I'm a little impotent. But thanks to Captain Alan and Captain Column.... It won't hurt anymore now, and they'll heal in a few days.

Speak slowly so Arthur can calm down.

Arthur pointed his face at Captain Alan and Captain Column once and for all to my words. I didn't know what the two of them looked like, but the next moment Arthur had a tremendous momentum and lowered his head deeply to both of them.

"Excuse me... when I, Lord Pride,... wasn't there..."

"What are you talking about?... you protected my precious people.

The Knights Commander is alive, too. I was so happy to hear that from Captain Column. Arthur must have worked hard for me, and I could be sure I didn't have to ask for that name.

I manage to reach out to Arthur, who keeps his face down while stuck in words. When I glanced at him, my right fingertip touched his hair. When I asked him to stroke "closer" to plunder, he slowly raised his face.

"The Knights, the Knights... are my precious people.... Thanks for protecting me.

When I conveyed my heartfelt gratitude, Arthur, who came beside me to the point where I could reach him, ate and tied his teeth all the way. With a rugged look on his face, his fist was gripped hard with his armor on.

"Still...! I wanted to protect you.

His voice was fierce as he shook his shoulders terribly to bear crying and desperately contained them.

Tiara awoke with a small groan at that scream that clogged Arthur. My hand, which was squeezing my left hand, was loosened naturally, away.

I noticed Arthur and Steele with a surprised look on his face. Tiara stood up softly, as if trying to give Arthur a place and pull him a few steps toward Steele.

"Excuse me...!," Arthur repeated, making more noise with his eaten and bound teeth, leaning again unbearably.

Arthur, who has a strong sense of responsibility, cares about my injury to the First Princess as a Kingsguard knight, because he is such a sweet man.

... and. I'm sure a few hours ago, I just would have thought so.

"... sorry.

Again, apologize to Arthur and reach for his head. Surprised that he was suddenly touched, he looked up after shaking his shoulders with Vikri. I see pale eyes glowing for a moment bewildering, and with every head I hold it tight.

"I'm sorry to make you feel so hard, thank you for breaking my heart.

I thought I had to put it into proper words.

He gradually accompanied me to my shoulders as Arthur's hands trembled in his arms. I thought you wanted to pull it apart, so I could gently pull it on my shoulder as it was.

... Now, I know.

Arthur thought of me, that he was hurting me.

"I'm glad Arthur and the others are safe. You fought a lot, didn't you?... six years ago,... it finally arrived, didn't it?

Yes, yes, and every reply was unleashed with meaning in mind. Many times from the back of his throat, I could hear him swallow something.

Six years ago, I was delighted that Arthur, who was crying to help the Knights Commander, was able to fight with the Knights Commander himself towards the northern front line.

"Even if I had known by prediction that this would happen to me… I wanted Arthur to go to the front.... Arthur, too, I'm sure he will.

I still don't know how well Arthur fought for me on the front lines. But if there was a knight who was losing his life because Arthur was absent, I'm sure both me and Arthur would regret it. Because...

"Body wounds are healing things.... Thanks to Arthur and his team, the war is over. I'm so happy right now. Thank you so much."

Loosen your hand holding Arthur tight and lay it on my shoulder-gripping hand as it is.

Now the overlaid fingers moved bickly. Try to wrap his fingers trembling slightly and take his hand, squeezing each left and right. Then slowly Arthur raised that face to me.

The face, which was about to cry, was pointed at so that he could enjoy his lips with a bite. He responded with a grin from me to that look much stronger than just now.

"From now on, I will always count on you.

At the same time as his eyes were opened, his lips, which had been tightly closed until just now, opened small. When I came here, my complexion, which should have been blue, became red and red. As soon as I loosened my hand wondering what was going on, Arthur, on the contrary, squeezed me tight.

"... next... I'll definitely make it..."

I accidentally stiffened myself to Arthur's quiet screams that echoed throughout the room. Like that time six years ago, I take my hand and stare back at Arthur, who raised his voice without a word.

Arthur, who was reddishing his face because of the tension, didn't show tears, as he used to. But he declared to me with as strong a will as he did then,... he was a man two years older than me if he realized it.

His eyes, which he should have heated earlier, restore tranquility. He gently stroked me with his finger belly over and over again, loosening the power to grasp my hands and try to count the number of fingers.

"...... please take your time and rest. Master Pride's just gonna be fine... and we're so happy.

Unexpectedly I want to cry again to a kind word without any more. Arthur laughing softly with his gaze dropped in my hand wrapped me whole with the last big hand he took off his armor. The warmth of the awesome heat relieved me of that alone.

Second, a peek at Arthur's face at close range had mud on his cheeks. Staring at him, he glanced in that direction, as Arthur noticed, and rushed to rub his cheek with one back of his hand. I can just see how desperately Arthur, dressed in a worn out outfit, was fighting for me, even without injury.

"Until so much... thanks.

Words leak unexpectedly. Then Arthur rounded his eyes a little to my words. You were ashamed that your face was dirty in front of me, and made your face just a little red again.

The mud rubbed hands no longer layered on my hands, and they gently put their strength into the hands of those who had wrapped them all the time for that matter. As it was, a glowing soft grin and glance directed at me.

"I will risk my life as many times as I want for Lord Pride.... n and I'll definitely be back.

My hand gripped so tight, so hot. That calm face resembled that of the Knights Commander, and he was so... adult.

Shortly after I feel that much, I realize it's very important and I also turn my gaze from Arthur to Tiara and Style, who are watching me across the bed. I single-handedly invite the two of you to notice my sudden gaze and return a few blinks. The two, a little confused, walked right over to me. When Arthur noticed it too and took a breath as if he was hazy in some way, he tried to rush a little and pulled his own hand out of one of my hands.

I slowly grab the left hand of the style and Tiara's right hand in line to pinch Arthur. As it were, when I drew it all the way in, Style and Tiara, and Arthur, fell in on me so that I could get involved. Arthur supported Tiara's weight with one arm to keep her from riding over me, and Style indulged me to lean over with one arm spinning over Arthur's back. Still only now I don't mind and I held these two full hands of happiness together.

"Welcome back, all three.

I dropped the three off on the battlefield, and this is how I met them again. All three of them came home safe and sound. Because I was so happy.

When I loosened the force of my arm, Tiara jumped happily on my neck. "It's just now!" He raised his voice and looked back at Steele and Arthur only with his face intact. When I looked at them so they could catch me too, they both put themselves in shape and then smiled at me and Tiara. "I'm back right now," he returns to overlap slightly, lowering his head for both of us at the same time.

'Cause you're so loved.

Reminds me of what Leon said earlier.

I don't know, I still win the warmth of my chest. If Leon's right, if they care about a human being named me that way.

Because I'm sure I'm the happiest man in the world.