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

"Ahhh,... it was a boring party. Wow.

... a woman walks. He blurred so boringly from the heart as he fingered his wavy crimson hair.

Luxurious decorations with colorful flowers, fine liquor and cuisine.

A party in the Great Hall that did as much luxury as you could think of from the lives of the people under the castle. It was all what she asked for, which is also the lead role in this one. But she's not stupid either. I understood that the number of guests was decreasing year after year, and that there was nothing to float in the great hall and that it was quiet.

Sitting on the throne during the party, she only wore a little food and wine on her mouth, and the woman just put her legs together looking boring. She had no intention of thanking or entertaining her guests herself.

"Oh, you don't have to follow me anymore, Stayle.

She shouted and walked without looking back, paying just her fingertips for the Regent, who kept refraining behind her back. For the first time he opens his mouth to the queen walking in a different direction from his own private room.

"... which way, will they go? Your Majesty."

A low, unchallenged voice releases without expression.

The pitch-black eyes behind the glasses clouded, and furthermore the muscles on his face were not moving at all but his mouth like a doll.

To his words the queen stopped pitifully. After she remained facing straight ahead for a beat, she slowly turned that body towards him.

with a grin as ugly as it attracted.

"It's decided. I'm going to see my darling, darling fiancé.

Nitah... and spread a distorted grin, and Style looked back without fear to the giggling queen as she pulled up the end of her mouth. With those eyes, which have no emotion at all, the queen laughed as she remembered when she answered briefly, "Excuse me," and now it is time to leave the scene. Even her figure of walking in a mood did not change a single complexion while hitting earlier and taking small steps.

... Are you worried about Prince Leon again?

Raising his head, Style exhales small as he sits on the spot until the queen's back is invisible.

He knew very well that the Queen had visited his room from time to time since his engagement to Leon and his transformation into a room like another.... So maybe what is being done.

We also know that the Queen has slaughtered the people of the kingdom of Anemone in a castle torture room. It was his job to arrange that room, which had not been used until then, and to accommodate all the people who had made Leon what the Queen wanted.

I also know that Leon is sick of heart and useless at the border that day, and that the Queen keeps choosing his wounds like that when she finds time. … but.

... Well, if Tiara doesn't get his attention, that's fine.

It didn't matter to Stayle.

What worries me is that the queen's spearhead will turn to her sister-in-law, Tiara. That's why earlier, I asked myself if the Queen was going to go do something to Tiara. And Style's interest had disappeared when confirmation was taken that the Queen's purpose was not Tiara.

... I think it's pitiful. I also understand that he also tastes a living hell harder than death.

Whenever his screams overflowed from the room at night, the horrible rumors of the queen became extra whispered from those who heard it in the king's quarters.

Moreover, there were various speculations and rumors from the guards and samurai in the royal palace who knew that Leon was tucked into the room, that the scream echoed as soon as the queen entered Prince Leon's room, whether he was bought that beautiful look and kept as a plaything by the queen, or whether he was a living doll to clear his depression… or just a scream, in fact a gasp from every consolation with the queen.

But still, Stayle didn't want to correct the rumor or or spread the word about his true treatment. On the contrary, he was also severely silenced by the samurai who looked after him around him, striking his hand to make sure that the truth did not leak out under the will of the queen.

Where the queen's figure disappeared completely in the long hallway, the style also moved her legs. Turn your heels back and go in the opposite direction to the Queen.

... but the meditation is a reward for a woman.

A case that also inspired me to buy the queen's disgust.

Prince Leon, the first prince, said he was drowning in booze with the people under the castle the night before his visit to our country.

I originally knew the rumor that she was a princess. Did you want to taste the last freedom before your marriage to the Queen, or simply as a result of your continued search for pleasure without thinking later?

An indulgence and war with the kingdom of Anemone, which could also be said to be futile. The marriage necessary for the bridge. A queen with a devilish prince of crumbs would look great.

As the kingdom of Anemone, we could have made trouble, and as our country, we could have made the sacrifice of that devil's passion, and both countries would have been happy marriages.... that crumb.

Due to his extra road run, cracks were about to enter again between the two countries that were wrapping around the corner. It was good because the queen was satisfied with the fact that she would kill the people of the kingdom of Anemone. If we did badly, we would have gotten back into battle with even the people of our country.

The royal defilement that shook all his privileges as royalty and made himself give priority only to desire. If you think the reward has come for keeping many women crying as they greed, this is also a natural consequence.

Return to your room and lock the door. I checked the curtains and windows already due and turned off the lights.

When he did it in the dark, Style exhaled heavily as he calmed down. I remember holding the black edge glasses with my fingers and thinking about it until earlier. Then a scream that I was used to hearing leaked from nowhere as if I had measured the timing.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

That cry, which was disgusting at first, is also now only a deafening murmur.

Because of the same royal palace, over the window. That was a leak. Sometimes I could hear the Queen laugh. On a few occasions in the beginning, I had gone on an instant move to peek at the queen's entourage and whether she was really also tortured, but it was all just that the queen kept getting along with the words without putting her hands down.

Instead, he also seemed to rejoice in making the king and his wife suffer only by words without contaminating their hands.

"... I'm not even comfortable asking now.

Lurking his voice, lifting his mouth end, he laughs. That black grin melted into the darkness.

Because while Leon's screams are ringing, at least it is a sign that his important presence is not in the hands of the Queen.

The last time I took a deep breath, Style used instant travel. Vision switches from darkness to a lit space. Style opens his mouth before that appearance enters his sight. Never answers against the queen, in a serene voice.

"Not at all... were you up late reading the book again? Tiara."

A woman sitting on the sofa stands up in the words of the style. "Brother!" He let his voice play and ran over to him with joy.

For Stayle, it's the only one. Only one family left for him.

"Were you being a good boy? I'm sorry I'm late to see you today.

Laughing peacefully, stroking Tiara's head. Whenever her fingers slid through her soft golden hair, Stayle felt the extra force of her body slip away. "That's not true, I'm glad my brother comes to see me every day," her voice, like the sound of a bell, washed away beautifully the traces of an earlier ugly cry.

"My brother isn't tired? It must have been your birthday. I'm sure you've been busy.

"It's okay, it's done right.... I missed you sooner.

When I said that and peeked at her face, which was shorter than myself, a soft grin returned. If I held her thin body like the light of the sun, I said "Good day to work" and gently turned my arms around his back.

... my, only light.

I think so, confirming her presence in this arm.

Only my sister... only Tiara must try to protect me.

Eight months remain until Tiara's sixteenth birthday. That way she will marry and leave this country.

Out of the Queen's reach, in a distant land.

My chest hurts terribly to leave Tiara.

Neighbouring countries can still travel instantly to see me after my daughter-in-law, but I can't leave the queen myself without permission if I'm further away than that. Losing her from this hand is an unparalleled loss. But it's much safer than staying in this country with a queen like this.... most importantly, because that way Tiara can be free from the tower of separation. For her happiness, I don't care what happens to me.

If there is only one concern, Tiara's right to decide on her fiancée rests with the Queen… that she is.

I don't see how a queen trapping Tiara in a tower of separation would prepare a good opponent for Tiara. I have to protect Tiara somehow.

It would be good if the queen were lucky enough to choose the right person. Otherwise, use any hand to pull the man off Tiara.... with all the hands you can in this body corrupted by slavery, must.

If I noticed, I had strength in my arms holding Tiara tight. "Brother...?" but hold her as she is for a while with fatigue as an excuse. Along with the vow to be sure to keep through.

... Leon Adonis Coronalia, the king's only mate.

Queen's depressed spit.

Ever since he was bred to death, the Queen has done more of the pleasure he has ever exuded in the people by himself.

If the Queen loses interest in Tiara like this, the troublesome choice of fiancée may be left to me, the Regent. Even if not, I'm sure he won't reach Tiara like this while he's playing. Because I got the best toys in a place much closer to me than the tower away.

Since the invasion of the kingdom of Chinensis earlier and the reign of the kingdom of Sursis, that woman has also been in a good mood. Thanks also to Joan, the former King and Prince Cedric, who got a new toy.

Please keep the queen's sacrifice and accomplishment, Leon.

Because your misfortune leads to Tiara's happiness.

The more you suffer, the more peace Tiara is promised. The people are also less likely to be targeted by the queen.

Because it is the reward of devouring pleasure as I desire, making women cry, and scorning discipline as royalty. It is only fitting that the filthy prince should decay for the sake of the pure Tiara.

And if you speak of greed, stay as long as you can, without boring the queen without being crushed until she dies.

In that jail, which was lavishly and extensively blessed, given as the King's Mate.

Suffer forever, live and endure only to please that woman.

It's all for the people of my country and my precious Tiara.

……

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"Hi, Prince Steele. Happy Birthday to First Princess Pride this time.

Prince Leon called me, and I turned my body too.... Shit, I had no idea he was getting close. Apparently, he had spoken too much to his guests and was a little shaken up.

You must have been surrounded by a lot of guests earlier, but you seemed to come and say hello to me until you got rid of it.

Align the glasses with each other as you return your words and greetings.

He's a frequent visitor to my country, but the last time I saw him in person was when he instantly moved to the kingdom of Anemone to procure ingredients for Arthur's promotion celebration. When you visited me afterwards, and when Pride made regular visits to the kingdom of Anemone, I did not accompany him to teach King's Assignment from Regent and Gilbert.

He said with a smooth grin that I would dive in and thank him for the ingredients.

"It's early, I didn't know Pride was eighteen.

"Yeah. Sister, your queen's crown won't be far off either.

It's a boulder, and Prince Leon smiles at me and hammers me, but Uncle Vest also told me that it's only a matter of time before he's crowned. Even in neighboring countries his arms and personality are reputation, not to mention the face of the kingdom of Anemone. I can also snort that it seemed a shame that I barely came out to the social world until two years ago.

"Prince Steele's birthday was next month. I'm sure we'll be glad to celebrate that fold.

"Thank you, I'm afraid. Please come. I invited you to a wonderful party for Prince Leon's birthday.

Since two years ago, Prince Leon's Birthday Festival has also become largely celebrated.

Until then, since becoming an ally, my mother had been invited many times to ceremonies such as the royal birthday of the kingdom of Anemone, but each time Prince Leon was "ill and absent." It seems that the second and third princes of the time, imitating him of the first prince, likewise stayed to celebrate in the country without a big birthday, … but now every time Prince Leon goes to a big place, the yellow screams of a woman are constant. I hear that many royal nobles want to deepen their intimacy and dealings with the kingdom of Anemone for Prince Leon.... Well, that's naturally my country with pride, too.

"That's a great popularity, pride is. I have a high nose as an ex-fiancé, too.

Oh my goodness. And Prince Leon, who laughs like a howl and a prank, pointed to pride with his eyes as he read what I had in mind.

Many men still speak to pride now, … leaving with a few greetings. Until now, I've had a lot of pride in talking, but today I seem to be turning it down very well. Every time I look at a man leaving with his back rounded to Russia, the end of his mouth seems loose. It's out of the question to just think about getting her to the point of face-to-face a few times.

"Yes, as long as I'm happy as my brother-in-law too. Because the First Princess of Pride is a princess who is proud of me and my country.

If you made a smile back from me too, Prince Leon muttered "Don't envy me" with a smooth grin intact.

The jade eyes swayed slightly, but... I don't know if that's for the popularity of pride as the first princess, for princes and warrants who admire pride with dignity, or for pride as a sister who is said to be proud of her... "brother.

"Oh, speaking of which,

Looking at my complexion, Prince Leon, who drinks the rest of the glass, switched the wine glass from the lady beside him and changed the story. Prince Style asked me if I would change too, and I said no because I still have a bite left. Prince Leon gently lifted the glass and grinned, opening his mouth.

"Has Prince Steele spoken to the people of the United Hanazoo kingdom yet?

In the words of Prince Leon, he naturally takes an eye for a hedge in a different direction from Pride.

United kingdom of hanazoo. This will even be their first time showing up in a public place. Their attention is high.

Next in the lead, Pride, as a guest, it will be more prominent than Prince Leon, who is immovably popular. An ever closed country, they derisively traded with the kingdom of Anemone. Now alliance with the kingdom of Friesia. Even more naturally because we are steadily preparing to open the country with it. There is no way that anyone in my country is going to miss the opportunity to negotiate directly with a deal.

As a Freesian kingdom, it also gained a reputation from various countries by further expanding its alliance. The defensive success of the United Hanazoo kingdom, coupled with peace with the Radian Empire, could also further enhance its name as a major power.

"No, unfortunately.... but it looks like it's time to exchange greetings with my sister, and I'm hoping that I and Tiara can talk afterwards.

Just if I was talking, the hedgehog that was doing my eyes moved out.

King Joan successfully flushes the spot so that King Lance, the tallest, can get through between them and cut ahead. In addition, … Prince Cedric continued after his brother as he returned his words to each of his guests who spoke from behind the most.

So does King Lance of splendid stature, but this is still how Prince Cedric draws attention even from a far-sighted view. The golden hair alongside King Lance made him do so unnecessarily, and above all Prince Cedric's masculinely neat appearance was bound to look back at every woman who rubbed off, and his eyes had been caught when his face was reddished. Even the array is less conspicuous than before for not making jarring and decorating noises, as before.

Prince Leon leaked his voice as he remembered again as he watched with "It's true," and spoke to me.

"For the defensive battle fold, thank you..." I sincerely hope that I will continue to have a good relationship with Prince Steele.

His eyes glowed lusciously with his words that made him contain. I know what he's trying to say. I also told him, "Me too," and as soon as I gave him my hand, he grabbed it and shook my hand.

He is only a "people of the kingdom of Anemone.... but as an ally, I've come to think of it as comforting for me lately.

Saved by pride like me and Arthur, he wants me to stay happy in my own country.... to the best of my heart.