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

"… so, in this situation…………, Dear Cedric…"

... My head, it's hot.

"Master Cedric! Thank you very much."

"Somebody water Prince Cedric..."

"Dear Cedric, give me a break...,...! Damn, Your Majesty."

He rams into his desk and fights the scorching heat as if it burns his head off.

I desperately get one person to breathe while the book hits my nose tip smells. Hold your head with both hands, trying to endure but dying unbearably. The sound of footsteps approaching unexpectedly was heard, and at the same time the teachers' voices quieted in an instant.

"............... Cedric.... it again.

Return the words to your sighing brother's voice, asking if he had come to see you again.... even though as far as I'm concerned I don't want to be seen much ugliness. I'd like to say if the king is that free to keep you busy with the massive construction of the border, but his head was hot and not the other way around. Instead, it came out.

"............... die.

I managed to get everything together. That was the big word.

When my brother called out to the teachers that he had nothing to worry about, he grabbed my head on the desk. I hear a sigh of laughter lower.

"Is this study method again? It's not normal for seven teachers to teach at the same time.

"... I told you this would suit me.

Since the day I decided to stop running away from my studies, I had asked my brother and seven teachers for classes.

At the same time, he was allowed to lecture on his studies and asked for oral commentary. This is the fastest way to regain nearly a decade of laziness. When I got used to it, I wanted to increase it to more than ten, like the other subjects, but... this was the only subject I could limit myself to. I thought it was a little difficult for teachers to mix their voices, but I asked them to accept it. I was questioned if it would really get to my head.

Naturally, there was no problem. Even now, we have heard and remembered all the words of the people unleashed on more than one person.

... and that's not why I'm dying right now.

"... how long till we catch up?

Check with the teachers on my current progress. One of the teachers replied, "I'm halfway there with practical skills," and sighed so that my brother could be half-witted, "Already, or what?" As far as I'm concerned, "it's better than" yet. "It is because I want to finish this subject quickly that the heat of my head cools slightly and I drop both fists on my desk in frustration when I say that I am spending my time this way as a priority.

"... manners and upbringing are... hell..."

As soon as I mouthed it, my face fever worsened again.

My brother tells me I deserve it, but I don't have the strength to say it back anymore.

... I haven't done any practical moves yet. I plan to learn how to actually shake and greet myself after all the seating. However, whenever I verbally heard from teachers how to shake themselves and contraindications in each situation, I was struck by so much shame that a fire came out of my face.

"I... feel good about how much disrespect I have to give them..."

Die.

Even if I don't want to remind you, my head is clearly left with my actions from that time.

He held his head about to boil and stuck it at his desk again.

When it comes to one behavior, there is only disrespect in Ning Luo if we compare what we are learning with what we were doing at the time.

I dare you to think they're selling me a fight and it's beyond my natural bounds. It exceeded fifty if it included only the disrespect and contraindications I had already committed in the Kingdom of Friesia, but also the details. Plus, I've been disrespecting them dozens of times since then in Hanazoo. The more manners and upbringing I've had, the more contraindications and social disrespect I've never noticed.

I really think it's something that I didn't get kicked out of the country a lot. No, on the contrary, it's enough to be punished. I took this for granted. First time! And the first princess, Pride, did you do it in front of Tiara?

The more I think about it, the more I burn in the flames of shame. Besides, it doesn't just stay with the prides. I've been committing this for the last seven years in the country, in social circles and under the castle.

"Brother... I don't want to go down under the castle with the social world for a while..."

Too much shame leaks weak tones. My head is overburned and I accidentally slap my forehead as it is on my desk. The teachers raised their voices in surprise and managed to keep in mind for the fifth time repeatedly.

"It's a natural reward. I would have said it as one of the punishments. No going out until you wear all the manners.... but naturally if you wear it, ask the social community and the castle to come out as before.

"What can you do like you've done before?"

With such a disgraceful act, he raised his face absurdly, and his brother erupted suddenly. I'm serious.

"... many people want to see you. Get yourself educated quickly and skip what you're saying and doing.

"So I've already saved the results! He said he didn't have a face to match. He would have seen what I've done to the women."

Hahahahahahahaha... and finally my brother laughed with his belly in his arms. "Brother," he shouted, but I can't stop laughing at all. On the contrary, even the teachers around me are laughing compared to my brother. I can't stop lighting my face even if I want to be extra embarrassed and suppressed. I've been accumulating tears in my eyes. No, I'm not going to get over it again.

"~ Eh...

Hold your head again and press your face against your desk. My brother stopped laughing but said, "Good for the rest of the day. Joan will be here in an hour. Then you should come for a break," he said, grabbing my head eagle and messing with my hair, and I just went back to my official duties.... It doesn't even matter what your hair looks like anymore...

He asked if the teacher would rest, but waved no. If you don't block your ears, there's no problem. Encouraging them to continue again, lectures on the seven manners resumed again, starting with Dan, the teacher.

As soon as I realized my new disrespect for the Four Prides, I forced myself to wake up with all my strength in the palm of my hand pressed against my desk.

... really. The more I realize, the less I know why Pride has sheltered me over and over again.

Why can't you just tire of saving the Hanazoo United Kingdom and doing that to me?

"You don't have to rely on your talent even if you don't have the strength!" Be proud of you for scratching your feet. "

Leaving me was no different.

On the contrary, if you don't mind, she may have had to get hurt.

"... I told you I would protect you."

You took me out, that saved me.

He allowed me to go out with him and asked me to come out when I was about to be crushed by helplessness.

Because of me, much sought after and loved, she suffered a tragic wound to that leg.

Why did she apologize to me?

You owe me an apology, though.

'It's not your fault.... even if you weren't here, I must have popped up.'

Why do you hang the kind words until then? Because of what I did extra, I regretted it so much that I even felt guilty about breathing how foolish I felt for me and others.

My helpless presence still only annoys others no matter how I scratch them. Yes, it was time to be reminded.

'... it's okay. Because this world is more kind to you than you think.'

She saves.

With one of those words, it's incredibly easy.

This is not the only time. He told me as if he had foreseen everything for my seventeen years.

It is as if the self that is a divine son, the self that only afflicted his brother, and the self that could only be restored to his brother or brothers by renouncing knowledge and sharpening his sight, draw all of that.

I can't believe I lost my word, and she kept telling me.

"I'm sure you can protect many more important things."

"True," she said.

It was after the end of the war that your brother told me that she knew my "Divine Son" by predicting it.

"The real me… I hate myself the most.

Take your freedom from me before you feel comfortable, corrupt me into the upper toys, threaten my brother's position, hunt me down, and jeopardize even my brother's and brother's promises "Divine Son" me.

Yet she told. I think I can protect a lot of important things. … until now, the only way to hurt that important thing is with me, the Divine Son.

'Cause you're the proud brother of two such lovely kings'

Touch me and laugh.

I also thought my heart would stop at that word.

Forgive me, but forgive me now.

To her for acknowledging me as her brother and brother's "brother."

For me, it's better than anything.

Once upon a time, my breasts burned and rolled just like when my brother recognized me as my brother's brother.

I wanted to be two brothers rather than the Divine Son.

To me, to the two "brothers" who were superior and great at everything.

But also that I don't deserve to be helpless, ignorant and incompetent... more than anyone else, I understood.

That's why I even blamed "Wang Brother's name. With my presence, … I was ashamed to call myself the only worthy one, the two younger brothers.

… but what if.

"Cedric."

If this two brothers of mine... "Wang Brother" can live again "Shinko".

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

If that is to be forgiven.

For my brother and my brother, the people of the United Hanazoo kingdom. And to reward the great amnesty of pride.

I have to get up this time.

Not to be protected or sheltered, but now I want to be in a position of "protection."

For that reason, I thought so, trying to accept even the abominable "divine son".

"Fear of the Divine Son and anxiety struck me that it was now time to make no mistake, that I could really protect her, and that I would do something extra and not lose her. She lay her hands on me.

She promised not to touch me, and she reached out to me again and again.

"... Cedric, listen carefully"

When I realized it, I wanted her words from the bottom of my heart.

Kneel, wait for words like begging.

'... okay.' Cause you're so lovely that you can't just guess what you look like. '

"I immediately realized that I meant the Divine Son.

After all, no matter how much you decorate and repair your eyes, the only thing you can do is say, "Divine Son... without it, it's an incompetent vessel."

"No, I'm not."

... Also, she peeks into my heart.

No more soft words were poured out if we waited for expectations, hopes and words.

'... don't kill yourself. You do everything you can to protect what's important... and I think it's the nicest thing you can do.'

"Don't kill me." He told me that he kept killing Kamiko.

"He told me not to kill the Divine Son, but to do everything in my power to protect what was important.... He admitted it.

This, me, full of inconsistencies that are ignorant, absorb all knowledge, incompetent, never forgettable, helpless, and can even steal technology at a glance.

"Not the Divine Son, but both of them combined." He saw me as me.

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

In that moment, I remembered many of my brother's and brother's words.

Neither my brother nor my brother have ever spoken the name "Divine Son" since I spoke. Ning Lo, since you realized I was trying to weather you, others have also controlled me from talking about it.

Not for ourselves, not for me, not to be hurt, not to be drunk again.... weathered this name together. But at the same time...

Many times, they wanted me to study.

Not just my brother who knows nothing, but even my brother who knows what I think.

Over and over again, more than three thousand is better.

"Waiting."

... waited and gave it to me.

The fact shook my whole body without further ado.

"A man named me, not the Divine Son, has always wanted me to be..."

The moment I realized it, I was overwhelmed.

You've been waiting for me like this for years.

Don't force it, even, over and over again.

Pathetically, the hand that held me close to crying was soft and comfortable as a stroked head was stretched.

"Pick him up."

She forgives.

I'll go.

The forgiveness from her pushed my back as if it had been forgiven from all things.... I'm sure I was hoping. I can get Pride to poke and move his weak self, this time.

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

I'm your brother's brother.

How proud that is for me.

I managed to snort at her and she gave me more words.

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

... Woohoo, I know.

Those two are my pride, I'm proud of them.

I stretch my chest to say that I am the most kind and excellent wonderful king in the world, and I can say that again and again. The two of you saved me, because I say so. Definitely.

I always wanted everyone to know that.

I wanted the shadow of a human like me not to disappear and to always be illuminated. I wanted them to get the right rating because I thought they were more dazzling people than anyone else.

It's like the words of the Bible.

She put my hand on my cheek so I could contain my tremors and put my hand on it.

She saves me over and over again.

Pull me up with that hand again and again that I deserve to be abandoned and left to fall into the ground.

'Then stretch your chest. Because you are the brother of the best king in the world to you!

Tighten your chest.

That word lit my chest horribly.

I kept blaming myself.... that he was born as the younger brother of his first prince. He continued to pull the legs of the first heir to the throne with such powers as "Divine Son".

But the pride of being my brother's "brother", the vessel of a king better than anything else for me, burned my heart to the point of burning.

"I'm not a godson." As me. As my brother's brother... "Wang's brother, I could stretch these breasts.

There's no way I can't do that.

I was able to separate blood from such a wonderful man, because he's my brother.

Answer her, and finally the time has come to go.

I had to go, and they grabbed this right hand the last time I tried to leave her.

In return, those eyes were so strong and beautifully illuminated this me that I didn't think they were wounded.

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

It's like a revelation.

Forgive, save, give and release me.

Her whole body popped and she shook her white, thin hand back.

If cursed and the power of the Divine Son made sense and let me down.

I was sure it was for this moment.

Declaration, made.

I was incredibly fearless of myself then. It was as if he had received a blessing, and could act as if he had become familiar with the Divine Son, who had even been killing him for a long time when he stood on the battlefield.

My memories with her that took me out gave me strength.

How to swing a sword, how to shoot a gun, avoid it, do what you do, and collaborate and collaborate. It was easy for me to imitate when I saw it up close.

I have nothing to fear from a skilled knight, and from the sight of pride.

I'm sure I knew.

She would have saved me... I hoped.

Since the first time I was offered a hand.

I thought she would believe it, from that moment on.

I even expected, relied on, begged, and wished ugly.

It always has been. She is noble, strong, and gracious and beautiful in everything.

The more I notice, the more I want to stick around.

"God to us is not in control. Forgive us, protect us... and sometimes reach out to us for salvation. '

That's what my brother used to say to me.

For my brother and the people of Chinensis, "it was the words of this young man who taught me what God is like.

The first time I heard it, I thought it was something like that. I also thought that was all I could do.

... but now I know. How big and respectful it is.

I kept telling my pride like a god, to me.

I kept overlapping my pride with my brother's "god."

If she can believe it, she'll save me. How long have you held something like certainty?

She took me by the hand many times and saved me from weakness.

"Hey... don't you like Shinko so much?

In a kind voice, ask me.

My troubles and pain take everything and ask.

No matter who else asked me, I wouldn't have answered.

I couldn't expose myself, such as in my chest, which I couldn't even tell my brother or brother, unless I had no other pride.

It was like a penance to God that I revealed to her.

I hated this "godson." And he said he shouldn't have gotten it.

How good would it have been if my brother had gotten it. That would have made it easy for my brother and the enemy soldiers to retreat from the beginning. I thought I must have been given the help to protect my brothers just for that moment.

"You don't have any body," he nodded, even though Pride told him so. How good it would have been if people like you and your brother, not people like me, were "godchildren". That's why I was trying to keep killing this genius for the rest of my life.

"I'm not."

She said.

This talent is not abominable or hateful to me right now. He said it would make me happy from now on.... I don't know what it means, I don't understand it, I clog the words. She went on to me even more.

'... if I were God.... if I had to give that talent to King Lance or you.... I'm sure I can give it to you too.'

I don't know.

Why should I give it to someone like me, not my brother? She should know all about my stupidity and weakness.

But the words of pride were not mere pity, and she grinned, bewildered.

'Cause you're the kind of person who would give everything away if you could push someone away.' Cause at the end of the day, you're gonna throw everything away for someone you care about. '

As if she had peeked at everything in my past, she said. Was prediction so all-powerful by then?... No, it's not. Because it's her,... I guess I've been noticed.

"That's what I want to give you. Someday you will protect your loved ones and yourself. Such talent. '

Yeah, I could protect you. I did manage to get this hand to my brother then. So much so that I think I gained the power of the Divine Son for this time.

The inquiry from her that followed was full of certainty, and that alone rewarded her for her life, which she continued to be cursed by this talent. Yet she caressed my wound again, unchanged, and kept healing me.

'And... give King Lance the king's vessel. I'm sure you know why better than I do. "

Oh... I know, I know...

I know this better than anyone else in the world. My brother's greatness and kindness. If I could admit it, the joy filled my chest, my body trembled many times before her, and tears filled up. She wiped my tears gently if I gave up enduring any more.

'King Lance is a truly lovely king. "Divine Son" is such a great man to bounce off. My brother believes you the best.'

... ever received, it was more shocking than any of her words.

I know. I know,... I should have.

I thought I knew this better than anyone else in the world. My brother's greatness and kindness.

But I didn't really trust that brother myself.

"In the presence of the Divine Son, and when the presence of his brother hides in the shadows. I kept thinking as if I was looking down on my brother at the bottom of my heart, and I didn't even question him.

I'm stupid.

Tens of thousands of words I've ever thought rip my chest open again.

Why didn't you believe me? My brother said he would be fine. Whatever I was, everyone already knew how great my brother was. My brother, loved, trusted by the people and blessed with his crown,

A long time ago, it was over me and stuff.

Pulsed, emotions pushed in like a tsunami.

A mourning for himself and more relief ensued, and something strung up made a noise, a thousand slices, overflowing.

Happy, sad and frustrated. To the joy that my brother is all right now and to the stupidity that I haven't believed in in in a long time. To myself, who succumbed to the fear of ten years ago and could only think of threatening my brother if I did not continue to kill the Divine Son.

The intolerable whimper leaked slightly, giving me an ugly, groaning, gentle word she had no more.

'... you did your best.... It's alright now'

Take everything I have and save it. Over and over again, she saves.

I can't stand it before her. I expose everything and cry like a toddler.

"Hard work and a word of it gently wrap me ten years ago.

"It's okay now," the word unleashes me now.

Before the month of the lid, the words of your brother touched my head many times.

My brother said. "It's... it's okay.

I know, I meant to. My brother finished his crown splendidly, since then. Yet............ I was still scared.

Take it, take it, take it.

I was afraid to let you lose it.

No matter how much my ego, I thought it would be good if I fell and my brother would be recognized.

I don't mind being self-satisfied. Even if I am ashamed, if my brother is to be recognized for that matter.

If you just polish your eyes, you can line up with your brother or brother. That makes me happy enough.... Yes, I thought.

But now.

'... I'm sure you can be nice people like your brothers'

To those people, to this guy,... and to her, I want to line up.

A new desire arose, as pushed by the words of pride.

I want to stretch my chest.

I want to be who I seem to be when it's not just the appearance, the contents, and the ability deserve to line them up in all of that.

It's inferior to lining up now, it seems I'm the narrow one who admires dazzling them.

He put his hands on his head like his brother or brother, and his hair dripped even more in a bent state if he nodded willingly.

"............ Looking forward to it"

I sincerely thought I was good with an unforgettable head.

I will hold this moment with me until I die, with all the words I have given her.

She blamed me for the sin, saved me, and pardoned me. She still held an unforgivable sin and still reached out to me for salvation, all I could see was a god mimicking a person's form anymore.

During the parting, I took a second vow, swearing to my heart that it would be the real, really last time I would tell her.

I really wanted to take a vow of worship on that toenail, not on the back of my hand. But that is unacceptable to me, the King's brother of the United Hanazoo kingdom.... that much I could understand.

That is why I took an oath on the jewels of the kingdom of Chinensis and on the rings of the big fingers that met the gold of the circus, and on the back of her holy hand.

Make sure it grows. When you exert the power of this Divine Son, get over it all, and become a man who deserves the name of the King's brother.... When I was bound to pierce this will, I took an oath.

I don't forget.

That's why I offered them all my vows.

Knowledge and strength reside in this body, and it must be accomplished.

helpless, ignorant, incompetent, and so foolish. My life is rewarded by only one, and

I was given the end of the act.

"Dear Cedric,... how about adding or subtracting...?

Two, one of the teachers calls out and raises his face.... Apparently he worried because I was unresponsive when he blushed until just now. No problem, I returned it and encouraged it to continue. It's okay, I was listening to their lectures properly, too.

"Excuse me, do you really have everything...?

Augusta, a teacher who told me to take a break if I could, looked at me with a slightly dazed face. If I recited what she had just lectured on the evidence I had been hearing, the ringing would have happened, as usual.

"Excellent, Master Cedric.

Another teacher let his eyes shine and raised his voice, and he spoke as if he had panicked along the way.

They're also worried about my aliases. Well, four of them would be responsible for running away as soon as I was called that name at the time.

... but now.

"... naturally.

I dare to laugh invincibly at all the teachers who temporarily interrupted the lecture by opening their mouths. He scratches his hair up to his right ear without decorations and tells them off as he drifts it behind his back.

"I am the brother of the king... the brother of Lance Silva Lowell.

I'll be proud of you no more, I'll stretch my chest.

To be my brother, to be my brother.

To keep my vows with Pride.

And Tiara's... for the day she stood next to me.

I'm Cedric Silva Lowell.