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

"... so I visited the tavern there, and it was a great place. In a warm atmosphere, though it was serious. All the regular people are very good people..."

"I know. It's this way. It's been an old tavern for two years. I don't remember.

Val, speaking to dispel my words along the way, struck his tongue troublesome with the bottle in one hand.

Down under the castle, that night.

Val and the others visited my castle after a while when I said I was on my way home from the delivery. It's been over a month.

According to the story, he had been busy for a while and had been on vacation from Pride for about a month until this time. If it was my vacation, I wish they would have come to visit the kingdom of Anemone. When I said, "Can you take your time with Temeh?", they returned it. I can't deny that I still have him talking to me while I'm drinking with him.

"It's crazy to go to a liquor store where Temehe is about to be set up.

"Nothing wrong with the people in the liquor store. They were really good people.

That's not the problem, it's returned to Val for tongue-in-cheek.

Sure, it's not a place of good memories. Still, it was a great pleasure to be there as my current "me."

The store owner was delighted that I visited the store, and even before the store opened, he invited me to a beautifully cleaned liquor store, and I sat down in the counter seat and even said, "This seat will be a store attraction." Although I was a little embarrassed, I was twice as happy that you were happy with me.

... Although I am still worried that in commemoration of my visit, one of the regular people wanted me to sign the wall, so when I just wrote the abbreviation, I was about to graduate not only to the women, but also to the store owner for some reason.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks for the delivery to the Knights before this. That was really helpful, because even our knights can't carry as many weapons as you can right away.

When I handed him a new bottle of liquor and told him how grateful I was, he returned a short reply.

Arthur's birthday the other month. I gave the Knights some new weapons as the kingdom of Anemone.

I was going to have the knights carry me in the early morning, but just the night before that, he visited. He was reluctant at first, but he was just on his way home to Freesia with a letter to the Queen, and he undertook it in exchange for the money.

It's Alan's birthday soon, and can I ask you again? If you ask, "It depends on the money" will be returned. I have notified Friesia that I will send it in advance, and when I told her the designated date, she immediately accepted it with an unpleasant face.

"I wonder how your vacation went. Did you take your time?

A month's vacation. It would have been a long time since I could stretch my feathers for them who were busy.

... Nonetheless, he gave me a rare and outrageous look when I only threw him a raw reply to my question. As you take your gaze off me, you tilt your face to peek at the couch across the table. When I turned my face to be caught too, Chemetho and Sefek were asleep trying to snuggle together.

They used to stare next to him until Val and I finished talking, but by this time they were stronger in their spare time, and after dinner they became more forgiving on the couch in the room. I'm glad you got used to my room. [M]

However, now that Val's eyes on them seemed a little different than usual, I tilted my neck. Then, either because he noticed my gaze, or when he moved his gaze back into the liquor bottle, he started honking his throat and looking up at the liquor.

"... my nose was frustrated.

His eyes whining abominably make strange chest noises as somewhere hatred also seems to mix.

Is something wrong? When I asked him, he talked to me amazingly well after a few tongues. Over and over again he looked tens of times more attentive than his usual chatter as he lowered his voice to make sure they were asleep.

What he told me frustratingly was the story of Sefek and his "associates" who met in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Friesia about a month ago.

"... to the point of becoming. That was a disaster.

I don't know about Cefek and Chemetho's circumstances, but I also felt a less favorable sign from his narrative tone.

I don't really remember the name Bastard... but perhaps from the way I put it, he is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Friesia. Don't you remember me? Around the Viscount or the Baron?

"It would have been easier if you had killed me in my hand...

He was slower than usual to empty the liquor bottle as he talked.

He didn't even share his thoughts, but he also looks depressed somewhere.

I think the reason Val hasn't even been close to Friesia or its neighbor, Anemone, for a while is maybe why. If I were in his shoes, I'd move as far away as I could so I wouldn't have to see the man. From what I've heard, I still seem obsessed with Sefek.

If the next time the man tries to wield his own authority and regain Sefek or fall into the Vals, it will be difficult for him to keep it all down, with a bond of former sinners and even slaves.... No, but.

"Didn't you tell Pride or Chancellor Gilbert?

Val is now the "delivery man" of the royal family. Even though they say they have stronger connections than the nobles around them.

To my inquiry he kicked his ass, "You can't say that," he said. When I asked why, I broke my tongue this time saying, "It doesn't matter." Apparently, he wants to avoid involving the prides. Though it would seem like they would strike me in the hand as soon as they heard the story...................... Well, good.

Well, I'll get up out of my seat once I get my words back. I took a little more liquor than usual and put it in front of him.

"I get it. I mean, keep it a secret from the prides, too.

"Ah?"

"... Huh?

I raised my voice that Val didn't know what it meant. I have unexpected responses, too, and accidentally give them back in a distracted voice. [M]

He raised an eyebrow, trying to make my words work, and he asked again with a strange face, "What the hell are you talking about" after a few beats. I'm too surprised by his question, and I'll be honest with you.

"... aren't you?

"What.

... I can't communicate with you. Although it is usual for him to give me an unscrupulous response, I cannot grasp it all this time. 'Cause I don't care what he thinks right now...

"Maybe... are you unconscious?

"Temehe's just boiling his head.

I guess so, and I tilt my neck back. When I put my arms together and thought about it, Val scratched her head hard in frustration as she stared at me. The way you peel out your sharp teeth and stare is as if you are judging yourself to be ridiculed.

But, well, if you don't understand, that might be better. Because maybe it's the result that he doesn't want to acknowledge his judgment that much.

Nothing, and now I lean the contents of the glass at once, whining all by myself. "Shall I drink more than that," he poured first into the glass he never used and swallowed it once before he finished pouring it into my glass.

Apparently the high degree was unintentional, making his face terribly harsh for a moment. But you liked it a lot. After I finished pouring my share into the glass, I took the rest of it from the bottle and started drinking it directly, one bite at a time.

"I can't believe it." Maybe we should avoid the area for about half a month. Because the three of you stand out if you want to look.

"... I guess.

Without knowing my intentions, he quietly agreed. Much more unexpected than usual was the spineless reaction.

Tonight was the night I tried to have a slightly worse expectation of seeing him drunk, but I knew it wouldn't change. After emptying nearly seven bottles of liquor more frequently than usual for two, I woke up two of the couches and left before the sun rose.

On leaving, Val, who usually leaves silently or viciously, said to me, "You interrupted" with a grunting voice. It's not that I'm unconscious at all, but maybe I'm as conscious as I am of being foolish. See you later, and after waving off to the three of you with your backs turned, I started getting ready for bed tomorrow, too.

... I guess he hasn't noticed.

Wasn't there someone like that? Or were you just not on edge?

For the first time ever, he didn't try to make that inside look stubborn. And most importantly, he gave me "it" even if I was unconscious.

I'm really sorry to bother him about Sefek, but I was simply happy with it.

He told me that there was no reason why the prides should have nothing to do with it. It was as if I had been admitted inside him for a little while.

"I dare to ask the Regent tomorrow as soon as possible to investigate and invite him to" Bastard "... well, in my name, I don't think it would be a bad idea to report to Chancellor Gilbert.

Though it's only a story if you tap it and dust it. With such a grunt, I dive into bed after finishing my duties. I remember them blurring earlier as I closed my eyes.

Trouble, thought alone, and still flat. It was as if I hadn't even noticed for myself what was bothering me.

I don't care what he does to loosen his liquor hands, talk, and continue to expose only the facts without conclusion...

"... then I have to live up to my expectations.

Pfft, and I laugh carelessly.... Yeah, I knew we'd move fast tomorrow morning. Because he wanted to be my best friend.

Because it was the first time you "talked to me".

Taking a deep, deep breath, the scent of fluffy and aromatic wine plunders your nose. The smell of alcohol left on my skin invited me to sleep comfortably.