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

I didn't like or dislike my time studying.

I didn't like to be separated from my brother, but unlike when I was four years old, my time for study was fixed. In the meantime, it would have been nice to remember what even a teacher could be charged with, reciting it and answering questions from the teacher.

With more days and a little more time to study, my knowledge was growing.

"... tree climbing...

My brother, as usual, took a carriage to the kingdom of Chinensis, even though I pulled him off. I just turned eight nine days ago, and there's no way my twelve-year-old brother could have fought me, and he ends up running off to the carriage every time.

I headed to my room while the escorts and Chancellor Dario followed me behind my back. Along the way, my eyes somehow caught on a tree by the castle.

When I first went down to the castle with my brother, it was a play played by the children under the castle.

"... hmm? Is that it? That's a tree climb.... I see you might want to play with moving your body, too. What do you say? '

Reminds me of my brother's words.

Playing to move the body, … certainly never tried it before. Book memories and recitations all the way until my brother can help me. I haven't left that side since my brother helped me.

Reminds me of a child climbing a tree in my memory. How he would have held hands and how he would have hung his legs.

With that in mind, he ignored the words of Prime Minister Dario and moved his hands and feet. And easily, I climbed to the top.

Too easy, I finally noticed it after I hung my feet on the tallest branch and looked down at Prime Minister Dario and the others. It was strange that all the grownups, far taller than me, were under my sight. The grownups, who were always looking down at me, looked blue and panicked as they raised their voices to come down to me.

I felt better, and most importantly, the feeling of no one beside me was clear, and I sat back on the branch for a while and relaxed.

... when I realized, I was on a tree all the way up to the time my brother came home.

"Cedric, what are you doing there?" a brother's voice sounded angry from underfoot. I've always enjoyed watching my brother laugh at me get angry, and now I hear him worried, "Can't you get off?" on the way. My chest hurt heavily for some reason as soon as I did, and I had no choice but to get out of the tree.

"Fool! You'll be in danger if you climb up there. What if you fall and get hurt?"

... and soon, I regretted getting off.

I've never been so mad at my brother before.

He was taken to his brother's room in the form of a pull as it was.

"Why did you suddenly try to climb a tree?

"... because there was a tree.

"Did you stop the escorts, too? Why did you cut it off?

"... because I could climb,... and it was fun.

"Why didn't you come down all the time?

"... cozy.... brother, he wasn't there...

"What are you going to do if you slip your legs or break branches and get hurt?

"............ I wasn't thinking.

I can't even look down, answering my brother's question. After listening to my brother's sermon from one to a hundred, I can be taught that after I've done something wrong, it's an apology.

I found out that I worried about my brother, so I apologized for the first time in my life. Besides, after a long sigh of sigh, he asked me as if he only remembered one last thing.

"... Speaking of which, who taught you to climb trees etc?

At first, I didn't know what that meant. If I answered unclearly, "I would have seen it with you the other day when you and my brother went down under the castle," my brother twisted his neck with his hands on his chin.

"No way, Cedric.... just at first glance, can you do it?

Now I twist my neck. Soon afterwards he nodded, and his brother roared in an arm-wrapped and somewhat contemplative manner. "Well... if you're about to climb a tree, you can't help but tell me," he mutters, spinning the words as he came up with.

"Maybe... you can elevate it to technology, not just memory.

Only, hypothetically. My whole body growls in total fury at the words of my brother, who groaned like a solitary. My brother blinked and laughed as he noticed me opening my eyes to the limit.

"We're still talking about assumptions. Besides, I won't tell anyone unless you tell me.

Don't worry. That said, my brother strokes my head as usual. "It would be amazing if I could. I don't mean arrogance, but it's not abomination," he laughs.

"... I must try harder not to embarrass you, too.

I exhale, and the words of my brother, who said it softly, pierce me.

Seeing, there was nothing shady or shady about my brother, who laughed gently at me. Really, I know exactly what you were saying just because of your good intentions for me. But...

.................. no.

No, that's all I know.

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

Everything my brother spent hours, days, weeks, months and years trying to remember and wear makes me pointless.

You're so, so hard on your brother. All of that ruins it because of me.

The moment I realized it, my fears rippled against me.

Grasp and squeeze your arms hard to hold on to all the tremors in your body. My muscles are tense and my eyes are out of focus. I rang my throat to swallow my rough breath, but it was as dry as I had drunk sand.

Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary...

I'll ruin your brother's life.

I'll kill your brother for his hard work.

I'll break my brother's dream.

I'll take your brother's future.

I'll hunt down the brother who saved me.

First of all, I want to smash both these eyes and ears.

Cedric? and my brother tilts his neck at me.

When I stared back without a word, my brother sat next to me, "Are you tired" and let me lean over. Act like your brother said and meditate your eyes to sleep.

... I want to be stupid.

Stupid, useless of incompetence is good.

I don't need knowledge.

I don't need talent.

I don't even want a throne or anything.

I just wish my brother was happy.

What am I supposed to do, take nothing?

... you don't have to touch it.

If you don't touch everything that involves knowledge, you just keep avoiding it. I don't take study time anymore. I can't get it in my eyes and I don't listen.... that way, you won't gain any more knowledge. I don't have to worry about overtaking my brother or getting any smarter.

Keep hiding this talent. I can't, if I insist on forgetting it, I'll weather the name "Shinko" someday. I'm just a stupid kid.

I fail to study and avoid becoming a fool, and I will no longer tell anyone to be king to me, who is no longer a godson.

That way, I'm sure everyone will notice my brother.

How hard my brother works.

How much my brother thinks of his people, his country.

How wonderful a king's vessel my brother is.

I want you to realize that my proud brother exists.

The only warm presence in this cold world.

Until the day when my brother's efforts, kindness, will all come to fruition,

Kill the godson.