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

"... uh... Tiara, are you okay...?

The day after I returned to the Kingdom of Friesia.

Yesterday I heard a report to my mother, and from her mother, about peace with the Radiya Empire. We even listened via correspondents when we were in the United Hanazoo kingdom, but it was all confirmation and debriefing of each other, including that.

After that, the day was really not long away when I also turned to greet the Knights who had kept me away.... even though it was partly because me and Tiara were relieved for a while before reporting to your mother.

And today.

Tiara stays small with her knees on the couch in my room. They feel safer with me than alone. However, I remained unable to speak directly to Tiara either, as Captains Column and Alan, the Kingsguard knights, were with me. Truth be told, though, I'm very curious if Cedric remembers the kind of events and triggers that make me say that.

Style and Arthur and the others were worried all the time and asked us what was going on, but we couldn't say anything. Close your mouth so hard, Tiara, there's no reason for me to say Cedric's words.

At the very least, it was best to explain that Cedric didn't do anything weird.... Though the Steeles seem to think that Tiara witnessed me being told something by Cedric again because of the question. But there's no way I can actually say the opposite.

"It's okay,... Prince Cedric is all bad...

Puffy, and swollen Tiara looked out the window like angry. … However, I feel that the way it is said leaves a little to be said.

Captain Column and Captain Alan, who were listening to the evidence, were worried to compare me to Tiara. But in the eyes of both of us, at least I'm not supposed to have been done anything but a vow of respect to Cedric. The vow of love itself, that's nothing but disrespect and nothing unlike the admiration for me and the mouthpiece for my previous hair.... and yet I'm so sorry that I'm suddenly upset that I seem to be causing you both unnecessary misunderstandings. I really want to complain that I have not been done anything.

"I'm the one, sorry...

Tiara lowered her head to me with a squeaky voice.

I guess you care that you're letting me keep a secret. I don't care, when I gently stroked Tiara's hair with the will of returned a small "thank you..." in my ear.

I can help if I can just ask if Tiara has feelings for Cedric or if it's annoying, but... it's going to take quite a while on this.

Unfortunately, I have no idea the finesse of that area to me in a life that has no ties to love in my previous or present life. Honestly, as a sister, I feel sorry for you.... is that it? Speaking of which -, like there was something else I wanted to be sure of with Tiara.

Concon.

Suddenly, Tiara and I raised our faces to the sound of knocking on the door.

The two of us replied together because we immediately heard a voice from Stayle. Jack the Kingsguard opened the door for me and Stayle walked into the room with his greeting. I'm a little shorter than usual because you gave me some time to rest and come early.

"Stayle, what's going on in such a hurry?

"I'm sorry. I wanted to check quickly.

Carefully putting no to my query, Stayle turned to Tiara sitting next to me as she did. With a slightly stronger eye than usual, Tiara also stretched her back and twisted her neck. Stile opened his mouth slowly as he breathed deeply only once into our reaction.

"... Tiara. It's time for you to talk to me?

Tiara blinked three times back to the style that spoke directly from the point of view. As it were, "Ah... uh... brother, speaking of..." clouds the words as if they were unintentional.

About what Cedric said yesterday? Or...

"You showed me that time, about the knife throw.

... That's it.

I snort at Style's words, too. Yes, I forgot about Cedric's troubles, but that wasn't all I wanted to ask Tiara.

Suddenly showed during the defensive battle, Tiara's knife throw. Stayle was busy acting for me in the United Hanazoo kingdom, and I didn't have time to listen to Tiara for the three of us carefully.

Captains Column and Alan during the Knight of Kingsguard's tenure nod at the same time. At that time, the two men who witnessed Tiara's knife twitching were just on a Kingsguard mission, which could also be why Style rushed in. What I'm on a Kingsguard mission is something I'm going to panic about extra because if I were Arthur or Deputy Eric, I'd have to start with an explanation. Neither Arthur nor Deputy Eric know about the unidentified knife attack on Cedric, so be extra.

"... from where... if I speak...

Tiara twisted her neck to get lost as she rattled her throat, cocooning only once. Now it's more like I really don't know what to tell you from than I'm telling you.

"Since when did we start dealing with knives first," Style urged, observing that as well.

"... knife, I started practicing... two years ago.

Two years ago! Me and Style face each other in unexpected years.

I had no idea I'd been doing this for such a long time. Tiara answers with a potpout as if she was in the middle of being pissed off, grabbing her hem with both hands.

"How? Neither me nor my sister have ever seen you wave a weapon.

Exactly. Tiara spent most of her time with me and Style. If Tiara had shown such a bare gesture or been coached by a teacher, she wouldn't have noticed.... Except for one time.

"... I was practicing in your room.... Think I can stop you if your sister or brother finds out.

I'm sorry... and Tiara bowed her head.

Style seemed to have anticipated, sighing out, "... can I show you your room now with your sister?," he asked. Tiara nodded small at the style holding the black edge of her glasses.

Tiara's room, which I have interrupted several times before. Tiara usually visits my room, so it's a place where we haven't had a chance to get in.

Was the last time the three of us gathered in Tiara's room on the second day of Leon's stay in our castle as fiancée?

Tiara's room, which she had invited in with Style, was almost the same as it was a year ago.

There are so many book pages on one side of the wall that the original wall is invisible, and there are also locked crate holders and well-decorated hand mirrors. This room is as powerful for women as before.

... but.

"... I see. Is that what this pasted page is about?

The style turned a few pages of the book on Tiara's wall without hesitation.

There were a number of stab wounds left on the original wall at the bottom of the page, which was stacked many times.... Probably a trail left over from knife-throwing practice. I just turned one spot and found traces lightly.

No way, I tried turning the page on the nearby wall too, but there were still a number of stab wounds left in the same way.

I just imagined that if I peeled off all the pages pasted on this wall, this fancy room would turn into a horror at once and my spine would get cold.

Tiara herself is so responsive that she finds the graffiti on the wall, but from the first time she finds out about it, she can't block her open mouth. Captain Alan and Captain Column are also staring at the place where the stile has turned so empty in the evidence.

Tiara said she used the whole room so she could throw it in any position or any direction.

He looked back to Tiara after Stile checked several other walls.

"... where were you hiding the knife?

To Style's inquiry, Tiara opened the locked treasure compartment with a somber look on her face. I didn't doubt it, believing it would contain perfectly tiara-like accessories, gems and ornaments. There

A large number of knives had been planted.

The moment I accidentally saw it, I said, "Hih!" and I screamed briefly.

Style confirms it, putting his arms around him and says, "Where else are you hiding it?," he asked. Then Tiara showed her at the foot of the dress, as she did when she went down the stairs with one hand, and gently pulled her chest.

"And that's all...

More than ten simple knives are removed from the dress that are the same as the contents of the crate. Apparently, he wore it directly under the dress. Although the styles and column captains also turned away from the boulders when removing the knife that was fixed to the chest and thighs.

The blade part had a cover once, but that's all I'm afraid of considering if I could do a cut or something on some kind of clap.... Speaking of which, it seemed surprisingly heavy when I moved my sleeping tiara. After all, they weren't just loads of dresses.

"It's good enough..." Style held the black edge at his fingertips at the same time as his sigh. Encourage Tiara to punish the knife as it is. When Tiara nods, she puts the knife into her body again.

"The fact that you've been in such a place… is your dedicated samurai a collaborator too?

"Carler and Chelsea just kept it a secret because I asked them to! You two are not bad.

Tiara defies Style's words for the first time.

Surely it will be difficult to hide it from a samurai who can help you change.

Okay, okay, and review Tiara, who finished knifeing while Steele returned it. After staring at Tiara from top to bottom for a few seconds, she said, "It's my last question," and put her arms together tightly.

"That knife throwing technique.... who taught you?

I wouldn't be self-taught, Tiara chewed her lips small on the style asking.

When I let my gaze swim like it was hard to say, Stayle said "I have an idea" first and let go.... Well, I have a little anticipation too. I can only think of one human being who can teach Tiara how to throw a knife.

Tiara also noticed, she moved that mouth quietly when she exhaled loudly.

"... to Val.

You told me… and I hold my head as well as my style to the Tiara that goes on. Again?

"Was it an excuse to play with Cefek and Chemetho...

The words of the sighing style were spouted heavily.

Two years ago, Tiara invited only Cefek, Chemetho, and Val to her room "to play with us" after Val and the others began to move in and out of the castle as couriers. Me and Stayle were also worried about what the hell they were doing at the time, but they said, 'It's all about deception and stuff, and I'm ashamed you're punching my sister! I said,' I really couldn't get you in my room.

"That ex-con..."

Stiles shook his fists with anger exposed in the answer as expected.

I guess I can't forgive my pretty sister Tiara for teaching me such a noisy thing. Keep that momentum going "Pride! I may leave a little bit. I raise my voice, so I don't know why. I admit it. Then Tiara, who noticed the intention before me, leaked her voice," Ah, "and rushed to the style.

"Wait, brother. Val and the others are bad."

Psst.

... In an instant, the style disappeared from sight.