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

"" Thank you for sharing. Ishiki?... hey, you have a way of reading it. "

Sefek looked back towards Val as he opened the card tied to Cookie's mouth. They both poked at Val for each package of cookies and read the cards. They both teach Tiara to read and write letters little by little between knife throws, but were not sure because they were not used to reading them yet.

Val, who distorts his face depressingly, picked the first card addressed to Chemetho and read it. If you answer short, "It fits," and you first poke Chemetho's wrap back into Sefek, this time over here! and is also prompted to check the minutes of Sefek.

"..." Thank you for your help. "And then... Temehe said she was a good woman.

Sefek is a lovely girl, isn't she?

If you can read it, don't ask, and Val poked his second sweet wrap back at Sefek as he crossed his tongue.

They were in the process of being delivered, putting themselves in one of the neighbouring countries of the Kingdom of Friesia. After being returned to their original location and renting a room under the castle quickly, Cefek and Chemetho were watching the cookies they received from Pride as they sat back in bed. In the next bed, Val opens a bottle of liquor he brought in in in large quantities and drinks it all over the bed.

Without paying any attention to the mass-produced large number of empty bottles by Val, the two of them were letting their voices play on messages from Pride. "I could read it properly, me and Sefek! You wrote I loved it!" "The Lord loves me!," Val blocked one ear in the hands of those who did not have a liquor bottle, to the two noisy even in the middle of the night.

"Hey, what did it say about Val?"

In Sefek's words, "Uh?," said Val, looking troublesome, eyeing the wrapping of the cookies at his disposal.

The contents were already picked with one hand of the card I had read, and when I removed it from the wrap, I went into the clothes. "It's no big deal," he said, emptying the liquor bottle in his hand all at once again, letting him go under the bed and rolling himself into bed.

"Did it say a lot?"

Chemetho, who confirmed that Val had begun to fall asleep, likewise calls out as he dives into his own bed.

Jumped into the bed next to Chemetho to follow them, pointing a little lip at Sefek's failure to tell us what was going on.

The three of them, who were lucky enough to be rented a room with three beds, soon extended their legs in their own bed. Unlike Chemetho, who is still small, Sefek, who has grown taller, was supposed to kick his opponent off the sleeping table with a good chance, especially if it's the same sleeping area as Val and Chemetho.

In response to an inquiry from Chemetho, Val, again tongue-in-cheek, turned his back on both of them to strike a turnaround, wearing a blanket.

"... just one word.

A word? Val exhales fed up at the two people who really keep asking each other in bed. He reached straight out and turned off the lights placed beside the bed.

Good night, I replied raw to the unanimous words from both of them, turning my back again.

Surrounded by darkness, Cefek and Chemetho softly retrieved the cards they had laid in their clothes while they could not even see each other. The night was bright and he could clearly read the letter of the card, even in the dark.

I'm glad you're here.

"... you forgot to write...?

I whine small just in my mouth so neither of us can hear me.

That one sentence written on the card was exactly the same as the words hung on me a year ago.

'Thank you so much.... I'm glad you're here.

The words, voices and pride of that time reminded him clearly of everything, and Val wrinkled between his eyebrows. If I wrote it on top of what I really remember, I think from the bottom of my heart that it's a pain in the ass to death. But at the same time, if you don't remember, and on top of that, the word came to her head again and she gave it to you.

... Either way, it's troublesome.

I praise my face and meditate with my eyes strong as they are. I nostalgic for the cards and roared thin and low as I spit them out.

That fact bothered me small enough that it was going to be harder to call a "kid" as it was to the pride that was becoming feminine in body than it was a year ago.

If you don't think of your pride as a "kid," you may not be able to release it to your pride, the lord of slave covenants. Because disrespect doesn't lie to her.

... I'm still a kid inside picking and crying and making noise to the extent of overnight.

I remember many of Pride's appearances that changed his complexion when he got mucky, bright red, and panicked at his words, and Val exhaled heavily.

As I told myself, he was a kid. I looked back only once to Cefek and Chemetho, who began to sleep behind him, thinking he was a kid.

They both turn their bodies in the same direction as themselves, wrapping their blankets around and sleeping. I had also noticed from a distance that the letters could be read little by little and that the two of them were able to talk to the style without having to go through themselves.

... the kid grows too fast.

Second, I noticed that my mouth end was about to loosen there.

I couldn't help but think that no one was watching, and I held my mouth down with one hand and scratched the loose end of my mouth hard with my nails.

I shook my head to the side, gained momentum, re-wrapped it in a blanket and turned my back on the two. As a result, the three of us realize they are falling asleep in the same pose, eating and tying their teeth in a harsh manner.

"... both the fucking kids.

Dare to speak up, roaring low, this time Val fell asleep.

Relieve yourself of being so vicious even in your own words.