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

"Good evening, Lord Column. No, should I now call you Sir Bordeaux?

When the party plugged into the middle.

Give him a voice from me, surrounded by many guests.

I was going to keep the order for once, but the other guests who noticed my presence quietly pulled away from around him.

"His Royal Highness Prince Leon..."

The column rounds my eyes and calls me by name. The reddish face and the sweat on his forehead at the same time gave him a good glance at fatigue.

I handed him a new, contented glass, and his shoulder swayed like nervous again if he laughed at me.... Looks pretty tired. I've seen him a few times before at a Friesian or Anemone ceremony, but I've never seen him so tired. You look nervous as if you were attending the ceremony for the first time.

It's tough, and I say hello while I work first. No, he took a sip of the glass he handed him, saying it was outrageous, and his fingers were still shaking a little.

"Have you finished greeting those in need besides Her Royal Highness Princess Pride yet?

I didn't confirm my greetings to the other royals, although I saw him speak of pride.

Then the column left a little of the contents of the glass in a gentle exhalation with tension, telling Prince Steele and Princess Tiara, Chancellor Gilbert, that he had not finished his greeting. Well, he was terribly surrounded by it when I realized, and it would be hard for him to jump out of it, not even royalty. Instead, I'm surprised at the skill of being properly greeted by just three of the top people, including the queen.

That's all I thought about by myself, and the column apologizes to me, "I'm sorry to disturb you". Oh, no, he lurked his voice from me as he returned it and laughed again.

"More than that, congratulations on your fiancée candidacy. I feel safe with you. [M]

"Heh, no...! I'm just here on behalf of my father, so...

You still want to hide it from me, too, and I laugh at him unexpectedly in panic. You don't have to hide it from me, but whisper softly in his bright red ear, whining.

"It's okay, I'm on your side, right?... It's tough to say how clumsy the house is.

Although I have never thought of it that way, I understand that nobility is also having a hard time securing the name and majesty of the house, keeping an eye out, etc. At least until now I know that he wasn't the kind of person who would flirt with being a pride fiancée candidate by himself. Then I guess it's still the parents' intention or something.

With his face still red on my words, he breathed heavily on his shoulders with his mouth shut strong. Slap him gently on the shoulder a few times as he bows his head to me. [M] Even if he can't affirm it, he shows his appreciation for what I've learned, and I still realize that he's the Kingsguard of that pride.

I look around with my eyes alone, waiting to slowly lift my head out. A lot of guests still seem obsessed with me and now with the column.

"... aren't you going to the Knights?

"No, it's the mountains I want to go to… because when I do, it will add an extra burden to the Chivalry Chiefs.

I have also declined beforehand, he tells me he is a really caring person, I think.

Indeed, even now the Knights are surrounded by many guests. Guess he's been put in a lot of exploration by guests who know he's a knight. If we get to him there, that's what pulls Prince Steele out of the lead role and people hiss each other.

Hmm... and looking at it with a gavel, it seems Arthur is also going to jump into that wave now. He shouldn't be very good at that kind of social interaction, but I guess he thought there was no reason to throw it all at the other knights.

With that in mind, I gently place my hand on the shoulder of the column.

"... shall we go then?

"is…………"

I giggle at him raising my voice so that he can't understand my words. His one-handed wine glass swayed and the contents overflowed for a moment.

It's okay, I smiled back and walked with him to Prince Steele.

Prince Style was surrounded by many guests, but he immediately noticed the presence of both of us and hung up first.

Prince Steele, a little confused, also smiled back at the phrase "that was tough," to his father's representation from the column. I greet him briefly and go to Tiara with his feet. He was still confused because I tried to draw him in and take him out of the column.... It would be a natural reaction because I suddenly took him around, which I had never talked about directly before.

Tiara also turned to me with a slightly surprised look at me and the column lined up. At the same time, the guests around me pave the way for my appearance and give way to order. Hang a word from me on a column that seems a little distracted by the fact that the road to the royal family has cleared up too much.

"Because you are only my" then. "

There was nothing wrong with him, and when he laughed, his eyes opened quietly like he realized my intentions.

I turn my gaze toward Tiara and gently turn my arm around the shoulder of the column and walk amicably. A wave of people split and I was able to exchange greetings with Tiara immediately. Many men were gathered together. She looked shady because of her fatigue in Russia, but still responded with a bright smile when we greeted her. "Captain Column's clothes are lovely, too!" Let the words jump, "he said slowly and dropped us off.

Find Chancellor Gilbert at the end.

You noticed our movement when you looked around lightly, and you were closing in on us yourself. He should be busy greeting me around as prime minister, but I think it's the boulder that's already grasped my move once I finished greeting him.

I greet him back from me, as if by chance I had met him. "This is His Royal Highness Prince Leon."

Overgreeting the column as well, Chancellor Gilbert said, "That's it. Please tell Sir Bordeaux it's a pleasure," he thanked me.

"I know Lord Column is also an excellent Kingsguard knight. Lord Bordeaux and both of you will be blessed with excellent sons and a high sawdust nose.

"I'm afraid. Please continue to thank my father and brother.

"Yeah, of course." Whether the rumors are true or false, Lord Column is an excellent Kingsguard knight who protects our precious pride.... I'll take care of it?

Chancellor Gilbert laughs as he makes many inclusions in his last words.

The long eyes glowed demonically, and the quiet voice glanced down at us. The cold air was released for a moment, but it looks more like it was directed at the guests around than at me or the column. He wants to avoid being exposed more than necessary, both to him and to the Kingsguard Knight of Pride.... I knew him from the time of the defensive battle, but I think he's pretty deep, too.

Chancellor Gilbert and I finish greeting each other, and the column and I walk side by side unchanged. "Fuck, His Royal Highness Prince Leon...!" I dare you to shake a different subject to him as he dives into his voice and tries to tell me.

"By the way, does Lord Column read books, etc?

I never talked to you very closely, so I dived into my voice and continued, and the column nodded and returned the words immediately after listening back a little. I received wine from a samurai as I walked with her on the spot, addicted to colour.

"I've been reading a lot for a long time, too. However, it is mostly about books and studies. What did Lord Column do?

"I also have a lot of knight-related stuff right now, but I also have a passion for literature from time to time. Regardless of the lineage, the preferred author is..."

Again, that's Lord Bordeaux's lord. It also goes through my books. It's wonderful that I still encourage you to study as a knight. Literature, my heart danced a little to the word.

"If it's that funny, I'd like to read it, too. I haven't even dealt with book-related that much in trade yet, but there's still going to be demand.

"Yeah, definitely. Because literature is a familiar entertainment for the people, regardless of class in particular.

Entertainment, that's what makes me extra interested. I would be so happy if the people of Anemone had new pleasures. How much fun would it be to go down under the castle and talk about the same book or something?

Enjoying the column and the topic of the book, I invite him straight to a point. He noticed ahead, too, and leaked a little "Your Highness Prince Leon, this one is", but I didn't mind hanging on his shoulder and walking away.

I have them from the Knights, to the corner.