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

"... sorry, you win again. Sir Bastard."

A week after the night with Val and the others.

Leon was addicted to cards in a room with one guest. "It won't be a battle," the other baron who lost to Leon laughed happily as he lost.

Though a nobleman sets up a mansion under the castle of a great kingdom called the Kingdom of Friesia, he was just entrusted with the edge of the countryside under the castle. There is rarely an invitation to the royal family of the kingdom of Anemone.

The man was in a good mood just to say that Leon's straightforward nomination and invitation to hear more about the lives of the Friesian people, his allies, happened to overhear his reputation.

"Sorry, I've been winning cards a lot for some reason.

I haven't done much. and a man shouts "no" to Leon, who smiles smoothly.

Cards and the like are entertainment. Rather, it can be considered a victory here for those who give up their wins to their opponents. Tilting his wine glass, smiling in an upbeat mood, he was also a man in the village who had a reputation for his good character.

Even relative to Leon in this way, it would only have looked like a sight smiling as if it were a shade of rest if a third party had seen it.

"Because of that, I'm glad you're dealing with me today because I didn't have a lot of people to deal with my cards.

"No, this is as honorable as it gets. Please help me out as much as you like.

Responding with a grin to the man returning the soft words, Leon once put the cards together.

"Sir Bastard's story is very helpful. Because I can't get to the countryside of the Freesian kingdom very often either. All the people were amiable, and some beautiful wives.... really nice.

The man waving as if to humble himself to Leon's words made his wife laugh sadly, though he had been preceded six years earlier.

Besides, Leon gave it back with a grin, dripping his eyebrows, "Oh yeah," he discouraged, as he remembered.

"Recently, a sailor from a trading destination asked me how to make fortunes with cards. If you want, can I do it?

Oh, is that good! and happily the man showed both palms to surprise him.

Nevertheless, he praises Leon for returning, "You know it's a boulder until you play like that." And...

The smile will freeze easily.

After cutting and showing the cards several times, arranging them in several pieces, and placing a few more pieces in circles on the table.

Pip, Leon took one card left in his hand and showed it side by side.

"... one. You seem to be very much in love.

Dokiri, and only the man's heart bounced as he tackled it on the surface.

Laughs brightly and makes her miss those times before she sees her dead wife. But Leon didn't mind putting down another card.

"Two.... days surrounded by people every day. Wow, it's rare to have a house at the Baron's so often party every day.

The man's spine froze in his mouth as if he were peeking and watching there right now.

There are connections not only in the village, but also with many nobles. That's why I'm setting up a place to relax. Still, I told him in a calm tone.

"Three.... big secret. Again, there are many secrets when it comes to being a Baron's house. But this doesn't seem like a very serene hiding thing.

Finally even the loving laughter disappeared from the man.

They drink it as if they were thrust into the air as if a trial were taking place in front of them.

"Four.... unfair redemption. The tax rate is too high. It is true that the tax rate should have fallen in the Kingdom of Friesia for several years, but it has even risen slightly instead of falling. None of your people seems to know that.

The discouragement of Leon's calm voice disappears.

It sinks to deceive the people, betray their trust, and even despise the man in front of them who was fattening his private belly.

"Five....... erased, woman.

The last word was quietly thrown into a soberly cold space.

His face, which leaned down small, can't even be peeked at by a man. It was just as if Leon himself was in pain. The man also wondered if the woman he had ever held in his hands "they" and their families had any Leon associates. But there's no way I can remember a woman who had a relationship with the kingdom of Anemone. Because many of them were women just for one night.

I just couldn't move forward the prince in front of me who definitely knew my evil deeds. There is a way to keep your mouth shut for as long as there are people around it. But the opponent is the first prince of the kingdom of Anemone. There's no way we can fight each other where we scratched our feet.

Leon stands up with no sound as he leans down, shaking in front of a man who is likely to spill even out of his chair.

"By now, the knights of the Kingdom of Friesia will be visiting your village. with the Count family presiding over the territory.... because you already know Chancellor Gilbert. And now outside this room, the knights of the Kingdom of Friesia are waiting for you. The reason is,... you already know why, right?

The brightness disappeared from Leon's neat face, who should have laughed at first.

Cold, detached beings with just contempt had their eyes glowing in emerald. As the man solidified his sweat with no words, Leon put it on the table, wrapping up the cards he no longer needed.

"One of the women you erased now lives happily ever after. Find someone who cares… and cares about you.... Never again do I want you to offend her heart.

Hold down with one hand a little anger and a breast full of more grief, Leon says.

To the point that he seemed guilty of knowing, he was heartbroken by the work the man had committed.

From now on, he will be punished according to the law as a sinner in the Kingdom of Friesia. From there, the territory of the Kingdom of Friesia lies ahead. What Leon can do is expose the man's wrongdoing facts to the day and entrust it to Jilbert, the prime minister. Gilbert was responding with a quick response to information from Leon.

To Leon, who suddenly pleaded guilty to a stranger himself, men prejudge all doubts. He doesn't know how much of an enormous period of time the hell it took to find out, and above all, the kind of monster that has connections with the existence of the First Prince of the kingdom of Anemone and so on.

In a guest room with no one, you can also kill a man with one of Leon's intentions. There is no way that Leon, the first prince, can be held guilty of killing one sinner if he says he was resisted or attacked.

If you think about it that way, the man couldn't stop rattling and trembling. Finally he spilled out of his chair and collapsed. Leon turned his eyes straight to the man who couldn't even think of sitting back and looked up with a bright blue face with his chair legs in his back.

"Never again to her...... no, please leave the woman out of this. For relatives and blood families, married, single and all women of all ages. If you ever dye your hands in a place like this again. I'm sure I can't forgive you.

The man felt with his skin that it was a word that was not false.

And how frightening it may be to "not forgive" from the next king and famous him. Now I was even convinced that if anger or obsession were added to his emotions that were suppressing me with grief, I would be punished in a way that I could never imagine.

Seeing the man snort over and over again, Leon snarls his fingers quietly. Pattin, the door opened with momentum.

The knights of the kingdom of Friesia lined up with the knights of the kingdom of Anemone to surround them and capture the man. The man who has already been broken in his willingness to resist is irresistibly taken by the knights.

After dropping off the knights and exchanging greetings. Leon moved his legs to head to his next official duties as soon as possible.

"... Sefek,... you're lucky.

Because I got out of these hellish days and met Val and Chemetho.

Leon shrugged in his mouth as he thought so, laughing small.

A life closed in darkness, blocked from the outside, made into a spitting pile of depression and greed. Through it she grabbed her present happiness. I'd be happy if I could protect that happiness at all.... and a little proud.

"Help me."

To the screams of her past, which had stopped only in her heart, without a voice… if she had been helpless, she could have stretched out just one fingertip.