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

"Go ahead, sister, Tiara. If you don't eat fast, you'll get cold.

Where Arthur and Pride's story separates me, I give Pride and Tiara a plate of cooking one of three pieces at a time.

Neither of us has even gotten a bite on the plate yet just feeding Arthur. Pride received the plate with Tiara and me along with a thank you once we put the basket on the table in the corner that was on one arm. I smile back at you both, and once again I look to Arthur in the front.

After talking to your sister, Arthur still seems to be dreaming. I'm gonna peek into your blurry eyes and turn a grin from me.

"What's up, Arthur? If you don't want it, I'll eat it.

"There's no reason why you're such a jerk! I mean, Temehe's got a plate."

Eat that way! and Arthur yells away from me a plate of both hands.

After all, he was frightened to the point where he meant the joke. If I got my hands on the dish served on my plate so that I could look like Arthur, Arthur's shoulder finally lost its strength. "... it's delicious," he threw at me, "it's great," and I finally got my usual complexion and grin back.

"... thanks. You've done a lot of things.

Porphyra, and I can only hear you hang it with a voice.... This is the kind of thing, so he wanted to keep it quiet. But I'll give you back what you told me.

"It's natural to celebrate about my partner's promotion.... Congratulations.

Only the last word got weirdly small. On the contrary, I was embarrassed and when I turned away, only a short response returned "oops".

If we turned our attention to Pride and Tiara, we headed for Captain Alan and the others with the dish in one hand. Probably said thank you for this surprise success. When we think about toasting each other with a glass, it gets a little funny to realize that the only thing in both hands is each other's dishes of cooking. When I saw Arthur, he said, "Later" as soon as I saw him thinking the same thing. Reply to that word and transport the dish to a slice. The aroma of pork, sweet sauce and vegetables get tangled up and I even feel like I can eat as much as I want.... and

"Don't make me feel extra delicious when I think you and Tiara made it.

"Right.

"... bad. You said it was your celebration and you were going to taste it all the way to us.

"? It would be better if we all ate. I'm better this way.

I unwittingly blow out of Arthur-like instant answers.

I accidentally choked on my throat, but I got nothing but to raise and lower my shoulders a few degrees.... I would have thought that I would only want to give in to Arthur alone or split up. When I realized that, I became ashamed of my narrowness.

"... promotion celebration, any hope?

"No, I don't need it. Even though I've already had too many just for this celebration.

"Shall we even do it in a superior chair? Your room is too little furniture.

"That's definitely the one who sits when you get here.

Answer Arthur, who cuts back calmly, with a daring grin. "You know what I mean," he replied with an expression alone, and Arthur gave me a grin that pulled up, "I don't have any trouble with that." It was time to go on and say, "Speaking of which, I have something to report to you."

"... hey, hey, why is he here?

… Arthur's words overlapped and his gaze hit another person as he followed ahead of the further gaze he showed.

I answer Arthur's words with a sigh, saying that Cefek and Chemetho are good.

He had a sharp eye on me and Arthur with Val's obviously disgruntled face as he sat at the wall.

"... the labor of a previous defense battle. I guess you have a complaint because I brought you in on an instant move from your delivery destination on the same day.

I moved him to the castle room once before he came here and told him the main thrust of the celebration. And I go on and I say to Arthur, "No... you care from where my celebration is, don't you?," he questioned. Well, Val would be able to do that too.

But I have no choice. It's pride that invited them, but I brought them on an instant trip while I was at work. I have nothing to do with it. Plus, I just got back from delivery with a bandit I captured a few days ago. They pulled me back right after I left the country again from there, so the grievance will also remain.

I sighed once and tasted the dish dish cheeky for the last time. Finish eating and look back at Val again before you go get the soup.

"... I'm going a little. You go say hello to Captain Alan and the others, too.

They cooperated for tonight, too, and I hit Arthur's back on the shoulder. The surface of Arthur's vessel overflowed just because he was about to drink soup. I managed not to zero in on the boulder reflex nerve, but I was still resented.

Apologize with just your hands and head to the complainants. Sandwiched by Chemetho and Sefek during the meal, he himself has turned his gaze to me troublesome while eating dishes made by Pride.

"... dude. Are you sure it makes sense that they even invited us?

"Sister, it's your hope. He wants to thank you for working in the defense earlier. When I decided to serve the dish for Arthur, he wanted to call it both.

Said it was a dish made by Pride because of it, but he stares at Val, who eats guts without taste. He was sitting on the floor and carrying the dish to his mouth by placing Val, who was eating on his feet with a dish of dishes together, so that Cefek and Chemetho could also pinch it.

I didn't disagree with Pride's desire to call the Vals either. It's only Arthur's celebration this time, but I have a pretty good duty to send them to the battlefield irrelevant. The reward was also collected and handed over to the guest while Pride was cooking. Val had his eyes a little rounded on quite a few foreheads as well, but... my sister had a much clearer reaction when she told me to come because you were going to behave like a hand cook.

I also told him that I had invited Arthur to celebrate his promotion... and that the three of them had been completely tired of waiting since I moved him to this room.

Chemetho slapped his hand a little to celebrate Arthur's promotion, but Sefek leaned his neck and stared at the table dishes as he yawned from time to time, not even interested in talking to Val.... I fear he would have flattened out ahead of Arthur if I hadn't pushed him to order him never to eat until I had Pride's forgiveness. That is the tragedy of Prince Cedric again.

"Well, I wouldn't complain if you let me have a free meal.

Val sips the soup poured into the vessel in a zuzzle. The bags leaned down as they hung on his shoulders, and the sand inside overflowed the floor. "Clean it up properly," Val ordered, placing his hand on Chemetho's head, who sits next to him in the same way and eats the food, manipulating the sand leaking out of the bags and cleaning it up in the bags without leaving a grain behind.

"Then when you're done eating this, why don't you complain about leaving?

I'm not interested in celebrating anyone else, I sigh at Val who tells me. Sefek said, "Because me and Chemetho are still eating!" and said no to Val. Apparently, she and Chemetho are going to taste a proper meal.

"If you can go home, the door is there, but... don't forget that this is the corner of the Knights Exercise Ground.

There's a knight out there who doesn't like you, enough to say, he's got a tongue strike back. It's no use here, even if it's in the dark. The Knights Exercise Arena is not just about knights consolidating their protection. Temperature-sensitive special abilities are on the lookout as are the castle gates and perimeter. If I layered him even more so, Val started eating the rest, biting the meat off the plate rampantly, angrily, and making a terrible chewing noise.... To be honest, I just want to give him the dishes and kick him out just the way he wants. … but.

"... I am grateful to you guys. Thanks to you, sister, many people were saved the way you wanted. I also heard about Captain Column... later.

Put your arms together and tell them so, looking down unchanged. Then Val, who had been moving his big mouth with a mogmog for a while, swallowed it and then looked up at me annoyingly.

"I don't remember being appreciated. I'm not even going to do it for Temehe.

Keh, and Val, throwing up and throwing it back, flattened out on the plate, stood up to go get a second cup. As Sefek sat down and grabbed Val's hem, he stuck out a vessel of empty Chemetho soup. Val received it ramblingly with his tongue pounding and headed to the table.

Was it still useless to just talk? Unfortunately, as soon as we get confirmation from Pride, Val and the others will be back where they came from.

"It's okay. Because I can tolerate as much as I feel uncomfortable.

... and the unexpected responded.

Seeing, Sefek was only moving his mouth as he divided his share of soup into Chemetho. The gaze remained directed at Chemetho, but the words were definitely directed at me. It's unusual for Sefek to talk to me directly from himself. I thought so. Now Chemetho looked up to me after a sip of soup.

"I" also wanted to help the Lord, and I wanted to do it! I'm glad I got sweets, money, and this rare dish.

Chemetho, who speaks out to be pushed back by Sefek, has smiled when he says just that. It's almost the first time he's talked to me without going through Val either. When I returned it short without thinking "well," they turned their eyes to the plate of meals again as if they were ready and started eating the rest.

... Careful, did they send you? Or are you going to follow Val? At least I understood they didn't have to leave first.

I was just finishing up the conversation, and that's when I thought I'd go back to you, like Arthur, the Kingsguard knight or my sister.

"Cookies were really for you, too."

Suddenly, a voice popped up close to Pride's fury as well.

I thought something, and at the same time as I turned my face, five other people besides me were listening back together. Obviously Tiara is panicking and Pride is gradually bluing her complexion. At the end of her gaze, Val, who apparently finished serving the dish, was stopping that hand and looking back at his pride.

And after a few seconds of rigidity, the blue pride turned its neck toward me...... for some reason, with a strong and stretched face.

............... Cookies...?