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

"Morning, … it's a good morning. Dear Tiara."

Kingdom of Friesia.

After breakfast, I visited her quickly.

She replied with her beautiful golden eyes round, looking a little surprised that I had come to pick her up.

"Did you sleep well?

She answered my question, "Thanks to you."... certainly not pale either. He asked me if I was better off if I thought the words wouldn't be a lie either. It would be a natural cut back as a social dictionary.

Actually, I'm... barely asleep. Naturally, it's only yesterday today. If you remember that look of me still sleeping in bed,... there's no way I can sleep swallowing myself.

But dare I give it back to her with a grin.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep at all.... darling, there's no way I can sleep alone thinking about you, is there?

Whisper sweetly and gently attach a finger to her little jaw so that she doesn't get hurt with the ring, causing it to rise toward me.

If I told him to close in to peek into his face and "I wanted to see you soon," his face turned red easily.... still easy.

I look at her staring at me with a flaming face so she can't turn away from me for a while, and I notice a sweet scent. Moving her hand from her jaw to her ear accompanied gently, Pickle and his body trembled nervously. Comb her soft blonde hair with her fingers as she smiles at that little animal-like reaction. My same golden hair glittered in the sun leaking out the window. Unlike my hair, my thin, soft hair texture stroked my fingers like silk thread.

"Or next... will you sleep next to me?

Drop your mouth on the beautiful blonde hair in your hand so that you can be invited by the sweet scent.

In the meantime, her face stained bright red as she glanced further, shaking her wrinkles and lips. If I waited relaxed and intact for the reaction, I uttered words so that she would gradually panic.

"I... Dear Cedric..."

... Yesterday, when this I was announced to the Queen as my fiancée, she raised her rubbed voice.

After all, as we talked about being stuck in the tower, he's not even used to men. I thought it seemed easy because you were blushing as soon as you saw me yesterday, but... this would reassure me that you could easily fall in love with her.

"Excuse me. She had such beautiful hair, don't follow me.

Show it back with a woman's preferred grin and take her hands off her hair once.

Jalali and wrist decorations made a noise every time I moved my hand. Take her hand gently, still motionless, and now mouth the back of it.

"Was this better?

I peeked upwards and asked her, and her body stretched out. "Ah... ahhh!" and I turn my whole body bright red as if I don't already have a heart and I say something. Get my hands off of her. I easily retreated to the wall if I walked further.

"What's up, you're my fiancée, right? It's only natural that I greet you like this.

"Well... but! We just met last night. Shh...!

Initial reactions so far are also rare.

When I had a brother or brother, I remember going down to the castle and a bunch of women reacting like this.... this princess needs to be made to look more like that.

I lay my hands next to my face telling her not to get away with being cornered by the wall. Don, the decorations sounded jarranging with the sound of the crevices. Stuck between the wall and me, she stares at my arm as if it were a surprise.

"I didn't expect you to look... you can afford it?

Huh, and laughed, she immediately turned to me. Slowly I close my face and meditate my eyes hard with a bright red face on me.... As a fiancée, he's prepared to that extent. But she was holding her own chest hard with both hands so as to dampen the sound of her heart, stiffening herself. Tears accumulate from eyes that have been too tightly closed.

............ well good.

Keep your face close together, avoid lips and mouth it on its cheeks. Her face shook pimply as soon as that happened, but from there she blinked again and again, staring at me as if I'd clapped a little out of her face with my arm.

"What's the matter, are you unhappy with your cheeks?... You're being honest with me if you want it.

I scratched my own hair, and if I told her so, it would be easy to understand and she wolfed. "Yes, no! Wow, wow, I'm so hard to say more..." I gently finger her in the eye area.

"I don't have a hobby to take away from a crying woman.... I don't hate to make you cry.

Come on, let's go outside. and took her hand, which remained wolfed, and went down the spiral staircase with her as she went out of the tower away.

I lay my eyes down so I could light up if I laughed at her staring at my hand taken by me and turning my face bright red.... is an adorable reaction. But...

Either way, she'll hate me.

Naturally.

I came to this country to make her fall in love and kill her.

No matter how confused you are by my sight right now... you hate me at that moment if you know the truth anyway.

In an instant, no matter how fond you are of me. That makes me feel less guilty about the fact that I'm fooling her like this right now. She is also conveniently illuminating it with me by dreaming of things like love and love.

Love, love, etc., … do not exist in this world.

It would be an ugly passion or just a desire to bind and bind others. She's just... trapped and deceived by the appearance, not by my contents. If she finds out my hand is bloody, I'm sure she'll let go of this hand easily.

"In the last three days, you will be my captivity."

That's what I told her yesterday when I first met her and exchanged greetings. Clearly dyed her cheeks and squeezed her lips convinced her that I could achieve my terms with the Queen.

Three days have passed since I was first in this country. In the meantime, I have to take a little of her heart. If I don't get enough of a blank month from there, I have to leave deep, dark marks that make you think you can't stay without me.

It's all about getting your brother and... your country back.

There's no way I can trust anyone else.

Even your brother hates me now. I didn't even believe my words, I believed the Queen's words.... but if it does, I want my brother's country back too. It's also true that my stupidity made me lose it. Because that's the only redemption I can make for that man, even if he stays hated.

Drop the queen's sister in love, and dye this hand in blood again, and it will all help.... Of course, I didn't believe the Queen's words. Still, that's all I can do right now.

To tarnish this princess's heart to my color at all. That's the best I've ever had.

... Then why did I hesitate to take her lips now?

Even last night, I had a chance to take it away from me when I broke up. If I even snatch my lips at first, I hate it, but she won't be able to forget about me. That would make the last three days easier.

… no hesitation, etc. Ultimately, I plan to take that away from you, too. If she didn't make me fall in love with her so much as she wanted my mouth out of it, that queen wouldn't be satisfied either.

But... it's also important to women.

If I were a fool a year ago, I would have definitely taken that away on my first day. But now that I've packed all my knowledge, I also know it's sacred to women.... not easy to take away. Staring at each other, thoughts overlapping their lips without catching up, etc. Interpretation is book bullshit. But there will be many women who dream about it.

At least, that's a last resort. Otherwise we should wait until she falls in love with me like this and really asks for it.

At the end of the day, she's destined to be killed with my hands, but at least I want to kill her as a pure maiden.

That's the only thing I can do for her.

"Shh... shh"

Suddenly, I thought I screamed briefly, and Tiara suddenly moaned because I was in love. I immediately grab the hand I was taking and pull it in, try to hold it and take her.

I'm sorry, and I gently pull her apart apologizing with a bright red face.

"I'm glad I'm not hurt. Are you hurt in the leg?

Yes, I'm fine. and lay her eyes down to be ashamed that she fell,... a truly innocent girl. "Master Cedric, are you hurt?" Returns the word to her that it is irrelevant and takes that little hand again.... It's really ridiculous. Instead of getting hurt, I said I was going to kill her.

Instead of me, you worry about me until I get hurt, this woman.... No, it doesn't matter. It's her pre-construction anyway. She also turns her contemptuous eyes to me one day. At the end of the day, you hate me so much that you want to kill me.... I don't have to really tip my heart to her myself. All I'm saying is, it's just an engagement to look good.

I don't believe in anyone but my brother, I don't forgive anyone my heart.

That time I slipped everything I loved off this hand.

That's how I learned and decided.

……

"... Cedric. I guess I'm awake anyway.

... along with the sound of a knock, my brother's voice.

I didn't even notice you came in front of the door until it rang. Though he hasn't slept, he was still moaning a lot.

Let me open the door and not only my brother but also my brother was behind it. We're both pale.... No, that would be me too. I haven't slept since last night.

There's no way I can sleep. Because Pride suddenly lost consciousness.... is one of those irreplaceable beings to me, she is.

"I also asked the castle guards and knights, but they still don't seem to know anything.

... So you haven't woken up yet?

My chest tightened to your brother's words. Close your eyes and that moment will turn out clear. Over and over again, I remember, my head hurts and my breath hurts. I couldn't bear to scratch it in the middle of the night; my throat is still tight.

"I wish there was something we could do...... This is how you can only pray for recovery.

My brother's expression was even shaded by the dark voice that was unusual for him.

Yeah, there's nothing we can do. At least I wanted to accompany Pride, but there was no way we could have wished for that to happen to our pre-nuptial princess... or even a suspect in harm's way. Because of the distance, staying in the castle was made possible… yet, the news does not come in that Pride woke up. Most of the royalty invited from afar, not just from my country, will not try to return home.

... Everyone is waiting for their pride to wake up.

Yes, that's what she is.

Loved, sought after, … supported and guided by many.

And yet no one, she can do anything. Me, my brother, my brother... I asked Prince Style... and even that Savior who saved my brother seemed hopeless.

Take me, brother, brother, to the pride that saved our country... Eh... I can't do anything.

If you look at my brother and his face, it still doesn't look like they could have slept together. Especially my brother kept his chest cross tight and... his fingers were trembling in Russia as well.

"... and... in a little while, I should be able to go and wish you a meeting with Pride. I'm going.... my brother and my brother.

No matter, I got word back from the two of us that I was going.

Again, I think you both feel the same way I do in a strong will and a sinking voice.

After shouting and tormenting Pride was dubiously exhausted as well as… breathing. My heart stopped for a moment when I ran over to the poor blood color and what it looked like. If I still remember, I can run something cold through my spine many times.

Tiara cried out her pride name many times, crying and continuing to call her pride without wiping her eyes.... I didn't even get to lean on her. I couldn't even reach it and could only call to pride nearby.

Moreover, Prince Leon, who had scratched the crowd to his power, was unimaginably wolfish from that usual graceful appearance. The original white skin was dyed even bluer, his teeth rattled in Russia, and his open eyes were about to open his pupils.

If I looked at the guests from the stage, every guest had their eyes on this one to see how Pride was doing.

Pride, … have you woken up yet? How does Tiara feel admiring her pride? How painful is Prince Steele, Captain Arthur, Captain Column, Captain Alan, Deputy Eric, Chancellor Jilbert. Ha...

I think of her and can only breathe because of the fact that there are many people who are hurting their chest. All I could do was mourn my brother's misfortune, to her for spending the night with me, to his beloved.

"Heh... heh."

If I was careful, I would have slapped my fist off as far as I could on the table. I can hang words from my brother, but I still can't break my fist.

I want to make sure my pride is safe, I want to see Tiara.

I want to help her, the one who thinks of her, just like she did! I don't know...

Concon.

... The door my brother made me close made a sound again.