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

It's been two years since my brother saved me.

My brother went two months and five days ago to the kingdom of Chinensis, where he had been speaking for a long time, and both Prince Joan became more intimate.

As you told me before, my brother, returning from a visit to the kingdom of Chinensis, told me with pleasure that Prince Joan I was a good prince.

My brother asked me many times to go to the kingdom of Chinensis, but I kept refusing.

I was afraid of being invaded by knowledge I didn't know any more.

"Kamiko... just look, just ask, and I'll absorb all that.

The kingdom of Chinesis takes its name as the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, but culture, faith and everything is a country different from ours. I was afraid that I would absorb heterogeneous values again.

Furthermore, until now, we have heard various bad reviews of the kingdom of Chinensis from people in the upper echelons. cult, crazy, hard-headed, narrow country and. And look at me in the white eye, called the Divine Son.... my enemy.

They repeatedly chanted, "Beware of the kingdom of Chinensis," "Do not look," and "Do not mix obscene information with the brain of the sacred Cedric," and forbade him to look outside the carriage even when going to the kingdom of Chinensis at ceremonies and other times.

I couldn't wait to think how horrible the view was all over the place. While those in the same carriage were flat, one of me kept my ears blocked and my eyes closed until I arrived.

I could have believed my brother's words better than those adults, but still,... fear prevailed.

Not normal, I am.

If we set foot in the kingdom of Chinesis, with these eyes and ears, I may be absorbed and planted within unknowingly.

Maybe by the time we get back to the kingdom of Sursis, we'll be completely different.

Like that time before my brother saved me, when the adults were brainwashed and finished with tools.

No matter how many times my brother asked me out, I didn't feel like going to the kingdom of Chinensis. Only the fear of my brother leaving won and I stopped my brother from trying to get in the carriage again and again.

After dropping off his brother, who would still go, he even ran away from the castle man and continued to pull him into his room. Occasionally, Prince Joan visited my country, but I kept avoiding it. I remained alert to the "exotic prince" who might give me unwanted knowledge and values.

You only look good to your brother and you don't even know what kind of ugly faces you have back there.... like the adults of that time.

Most importantly, apart from what you think of me, even if you really think well of my brother. For a human being in the kingdom of Chinensis who upholds his faith and loves God, my alias "Divine Son" must be obnoxious... abominable.

My brother said.

The United Kingdom of Hanazoo is one country.

The kingdom of chinese is a good country.

And Prince Joan said he was a good prince.

But it doesn't matter if I'm acceptable.

... Nothing, I don't mind.

If you have a brother, that's fine.

My brother told me that he would teach me the breadth of the world, but I had some grasp of things outside the country in my books. We also know that the Kingdom of Cerseis is a small country, and that there are utter interculturalities and great powers.

But you won't have anything but my brother, like where I am, just looking all over the world.

... Even in the castle, I was far more comfortable beside my brother than in my own room. If I was next to my brother, I would feel safe, as if that was the only safe zone there.

My brother worried over and over about me not being free just sitting there doing nothing, but there was no problem at all.

Even in the absence of a book, the contents of a huge amount of books ever read were in my head. If I'd untied that again in my head, I wouldn't have had time.

I sincerely thought I needed nothing but my brother.

... but four months and ten days before we celebrate our sixth birthday. That's when I understood.

My position and my sins.

The first thing I found out was "malice" and "goodwill".

"That the brothers of ordinary men are whispering their pussies.

"That I, the Divine Son, am admired by some superiors for my unusual evaluation.

My brother kept repeating and studying for days what I could remember at a glance and recite in less than half an hour.

Since I was six years old, I've known that "forgetting" just because I'm changing is normal for normal people.

My brother who keeps trying over and over and over again to do what he can't do at once is amazing and decides greatly better than me and others who can do everything at once.

... but the others didn't think so.

"First Prince of the Ordinary Man" "Second Prince of the Genius"

Always compared my brother to me, and looked down on my brother.

My brother kept looking at me that didn't need to be directed because of me, and still didn't fail in his efforts.

Just do what you can't do easily.

The awesomeness of such a brother was smeared by my presence.

The kingdom is up to the First Prince's brother if he goes in due course. However, many of the people in the upper echelons still referred to me as the first heir to the throne.

And I get it.

I can't do this.

The more I can, the more I hunt down my brother.

My brother who works so hard and thinks about the people and the country could even take that seat because of me.

I've never wanted to be a king.

The only thing I care about is my brother. I am not interested in the country or the people.

No king works harder for his country than his brother.

No king thinks of his country or his people more than his brother.

No king is more gentle and splendid than my brother.

Why don't you know? Why doesn't anybody notice?

It's a boulder, Master Cedric! '' It's wonderful, Master Cedric! The next generation of kings is you, after all.

Even after my brother saved me, among those who became my teachers and caregivers were adults similar to Regent Bertrand. Adults trying to monopolize me, adults trying to bury more time than prescribed in their studies, adults trying to get into me... but my brother noticed right away and helped me.

I remember all the words released at that time, even if I can't understand them, along with the unusual eye color of those adults.

And I finally understood the meaning of the words that I've been told so many times before...

That's good intentions for me. And it was malice to my brother.

No one, I haven't noticed.

The presence of a brother who should be king much more than I am.

And my "godson" curse didn't stop there.