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

"... tiara. What's the matter, you look like you don't float? Are you feeling ill?

... what,... this...?

"Yes, no, Master Cedric! That's not true!

... Tiara...... why...,... why.... are you looking so sad...

"... tiara. Again, your mind started from the beginning... you didn't have one for me...

"... Huh...?

At the next moment, she goes to her beautiful shoulders and he reaches out.

I stretched myself up to this one I was watching in the stiff motion of my hands as if I could even tighten my neck. My chest makes a terrible noise to her screaming. Blood went up in an instant on my head, and I accidentally

"Get your hands off Lady T'Tiara."

Arthur. Arthur.

Dear Tiara raised her voice a second time to me when she jumped out of nowhere.

I rounded my eyes and said, "Why are you here...?," his lips asked and groaned. At the same time Prince Cedric turned small at me. But I didn't mind grabbing it. I pulled Tiara-sama's shoulders intact and ragged her,... and held her tight.

I don't know if I'm going to get too violent. I don't really stand up for surprises.

Called to escort the guest and queen, I saw Tiara disappearing into the garden and Prince Cedric's back and chased him away. I sent the knights to the queen first, and I followed her unconsciously.

Her Royal Highness Princess Tiara Royal Ivy II.

Clean as I don't think you are that queen's sister,... you're sweet.

Though the Knights Commander, he was also close to people like me.

'Please don't touch me. I don't want to be touched by anyone who separated that woman from her blood.

forgive me even for working to such disrespect and disrespect,

'Just let me stay by your side. And if it does, please... share your pain with me.

Together, we even wept.

The strange and stubborn heart was relaxed by that man's words.

All the precipitation and hatred that was stuck in my chest could be revealed. I couldn't tell anyone but Captain Harrison Knights, and I listened to my father who kept it within, and it was really a thought of being saved.

Plus I knew my true special abilities, shared secrets,... even felt as though I was used to special occasions if I realized it, and fell in love with myself.

She has a fine fiancée.

"... tiara. My days with you were such a good time. At this hour,... it's been a long time since I've had one.

Prince Cedric holds Dear Tiara in his hand and preaches love.

Tiara, who bent her arms forward and stood between herself and Prince Cedric, swayed her eyes in confusion.

I also thought I should leave this place, but... before I made a disrespectful statement to Prince Cedric, I couldn't move until I made an apology. His stomach was burned by Prince Cedric, who held Tiara so strongly and lovingly as if to show off.

"So run, Tiara... with your beloved man... run away from the Queen's hand now..."

Become……………

Suddenly, Prince Cedric, with his eyes in his arms, holds Tiara in his fist.

Master Tiara also opened her eyes so that she didn't know what it meant. In the meantime, he grabs Tiara-like's shoulder again himself, and the stripped Prince Cedric stares straight at her and releases his words.

"The Queen... called me to kill you..." Whether you're here or with me, they'll just kill you! Now go down to the castle and hide yourselves. "

While the Queen is dealing with guests from exotic countries! and raised his voice, Prince Cedric shouted with a voice that made him lurk, and for the first time turned his eyes to me.

"It would be you. Who does Tiara think sincerely of?... Tiara, please.

He stared at me with a rugged look and pressed Tiara's back toward me as he prayed.

Prince Cedric shook his eyes sadly and laughed as Tiara shouted back, "Why did you give it to me?"

"I knew anyway...... That there is no way the Queen can keep that promise. Tiara, you're a sober man. I guess that's why... people like me didn't fool me when they saw me and chose that man.

Damn...... and Lady Tiara squeaks.

But Prince Cedric shook his head quietly. If I held Tiara's shoulder as I was urged to stop and look back, Prince Cedric looked around and looked back hard again with his burning eyes.

"I thought it was love and other fantasies, but... now I even want to believe a little. You love him, don't you? Then protect him.

I just nodded in the eyes of sincere Prince Cedric, too.... Yes, I love Tiara. She healed my wounds. She cried with me in the rain.

Pull her hand in confusion. She hardened her legs hesitatingly, but she said, "Dear Tiara!" He took my hand out, chewing on his lips if he hung his voice. "Thank you very much!" He turned to Prince Cedric only once, holding back his gripping hand strongly.

Put her on the horse, and I'll take the reins and ride with her. I still can't think of a safe place to escape. However, if his story is true, sooner or later she will be killed. My face wasn't false then, no matter how I saw it. And most importantly,

I don't want to lose anything important anymore.

Never again.

……

"… long. ………… d.... for...,... Arthur Beresford.

"... Yes?

They call me by my name, and my consciousness is set.

Spoon was completely relieved with one hand when he noticed. If I'd been called up and looked up, Mr. Harrison would have stared straight at me with a jittery look. They told me my hand was stopping, and I was in a hurry to realize that my meal hadn't been on my hand from the middle of nowhere. I'm sorry, I said and pulled the dish dishes in at once.

"... you haven't slept again, Captain.

Turn to Mr. Harrison as he bites off the dish in his mouth.

Somehow Mr. Harrison had already eaten up the food. I'm so sorry to think you could have waited for me after you finished eating. Swallow it in your mouth and apologize again "sorry" after you cut it all off with water. I'm worried about Mr. Harrison's meal originally and we're eating together. Then I disagree with this.

"No, I slept... but did you even dream about it? Sleep shallow.

I don't remember. And I remember this morning with a grunt. I don't think it was as bad as a nightmare, but when I woke up, my chest bothered me so much.

Shall we go now? I'll pack it up to clear the dishes. I have another exercise coming up, and I need to keep my mind on it.

"What kind of bill will the Bill Council have tomorrow?"

I kind of throw it around trying to change the story. I finished cleaning up the dishes, and if I had opened the door and been outside, the wind would have blown in well. Mr. Harrison returns a word, "I don't know," and gently returns the word. After all, this guy is really indifferent to things he's not interested in.

Bills council once a year.... Maybe that guy won't answer this year. Dear Pride, who participated in the Bills Council every year. That person, who had proposed various bills or sometimes put A and B on other opinions, is now bound by the tower of separation. And the only person who knows that... in the Knights, maybe, is me.

Father and Clark may have information in there, but they probably don't know it specifically. I can't believe the Knights are dying of royalty these days, so much so that the Knights will be sent out of the country for a while under heavy town guard next time. I haven't even been able to tell the Kingsguard knights what Prince Cedric told me.... I don't think we should talk about it.

Captain Alan, Captain Column and Deputy Eric have been largely back in book shape lately. Mr. Harrison is the one who hasn't changed at all.... but Captain Alan and the others were so uncomfortable sometimes when they laughed, I also felt like I fixed it when I gave them a look like it was nothing. Every time I took the liberty of hurting my chest.

... What if Lord Pride found out it was happening in the tower of separation?

Even if I try to think about it, I just think of it as a shitty look.

The more I think about it, the harder it is. I think I can't say it again every time. I was also invited to drink a few times, but I was willing to drink... and then I avoided because I was afraid to talk about something extra. It's not a good idea to smooth your mouth extra after receiving a message from Prince Cedric, and booze is no good for a while.

When it's time to sleep at night, I really think about Master Pride. Even though I hadn't seen him, I imagined Lord Pride tied me to the bed over and over again when I was distracted, and my heart was squeezed and it hurt so badly. Whether you eat your teeth and tie them up or slap your fists while you roll on the bed, the pain doesn't twist at all, and... sometimes I want to cry.

"Today, for sure,... you started with the shooting exercise.

Get confirmation from Mr. Harrison as he heads to the shooting station. Just one more word back.

Since Lord Pride's Kingsguard knight stopped, I've had more days in the practice area all day except on assignment. Everyone except the Kingsguard knights and the day's watch. That's normal, but at first it left somewhat uncomfortable. I'm used to that now, too.

... Master Pride is in custody. Then maybe for a while, for better or worse, the status quo will continue and nothing will work.

It would be nice to at least know the cause, but I still can't even grasp that. The only possibility as thin as the spider's yarn is the existence of the Radiya Empire. But I didn't have time to poison him, and I don't know what the Imperial family of the Radiya Empire can do to make Lord Pride such an eye. Most importantly, the situation doesn't move like this - so does the upper management. Mostly, if you even got a clue like that, there's definitely a stile...

"I can't be beside you anymore. I'm sorry I missed my promise.... I don't have a face to meet you '

"Huh... Ahn's..."

Unexpectedly rings a giddy, eaten, tied tooth.

The frustration made my body hot in an instant and Mr. Harrison set me up with a sword. "I'm sorry, it's nothing," he apologizes and bows his head behind his back. Mr. Harrison will be slashed reflexively if you don't mind right away.

It became routine to go to practice with Mr. Harrison after breakfast was brought together and even the Kingsguard knight was stopped.... If it's after something else, you can go ahead, but I've been watching and waiting until now until Mr. Harrison finishes eating, so he's waiting for me the same way. Mine usually comes first, but from the Kingsguard knight suspension, the position was completely reversed.... I'm scared because they're staring at me not to make me wait.

"... Damn.

... The night I asked Prince Cedric to give me a message, I tried to wait pretty late but Style didn't come.

He hasn't come yet. Maybe Prince Cedric just hasn't seen him, and I don't know... but I think it's troublesome that he's a prince at times like this.

I can't go easy on you when you want to go hit me. There's no way I, the knight, can summon a prince, and even archaeology can't see him unless it's a date and time I promised in advance. Most importantly, it's definitely not an archaeological place right now. Investigation and regency work regarding Master Pride...... even without it

He's a lot worse now.

Absolutely, definitely.

Unlike me, I'm probably looking at it really close, even though Lord Pride just keeps me in captivity.

Is there anything else... or is nothing too clueless? Both of them? Either way, it's equivalent to not being beside Master Pride.

I didn't think there was a face that could match me or anything, that couldn't match each other.

I've never been told this or distanced before in a long relationship. I haven't even seen him in person, but he's got some weird chest noise, and his tingling sensation ran his skin over and over. I think many times since then I should have asked Prince Cedric to let me go see him in person.

Dear Pride and the Style. Those brothers and sisters will definitely try to hide themselves when they are the only ones who are tight, and they won't try to make it easy for you to ask. You tell me from yourself when you grab the thread or when it's all over. I wonder if I can count on you that much, I snap a little. I live in a different world because I'm royal, and even though my head knows how, even though I'm quite prepared to engage with those people................ especially now.

"... eh.

Unexpectedly put your strength into the hand that accompanies your lower back sword. What I decided then remains the same. However, even if I'm ready for that now... I regret it, but I really can't help it. Because it's a situation.

"We're already aligned.

The shooting training center is in sight, and Mr. Harrison squeals from behind.

Sure, most of them were already aligned. There must still be till time, but I'll make my feet faster because it's bad enough to keep you waiting. Mr. Harrison told me "I don't need it," but even though I was the captain, I knew I was sorry to make him wait among the many senior knights.

When I arrive on the run, I get a voice from the Knight of the Eighth Squad. "I'm sorry, I kept you waiting," he says, making a decree. I knew I couldn't get out of respect for the other knights. Confirm the number of people and their physical condition and communicate the contents of today's exercise.

"If you need anything, please report it to yourself or Mr. Harrison as soon as possible. So..."

- I can't help it. It's a situation. Now, I just... I just have to wait.

"Begin!"

─ Stale, Dear Pride…… or until the time when the situation itself moves.

A short vocal reply is returned at the same time by the knights.

Watching the back of the knights rushing out to the exercise at once, this time walking and following along with his deputy, Mr. Harrison.

─ Absolutely, to accept whatever happens.

"... don't think you'll ever be left alone...?

I suppressed the rage that gushed and at the end of the day squeaked just in my mouth.

Mr. Harrison asked me back, but I shake my head. Do you know anything about rebelling promises? Because I'm not convinced, the promise of rebellion won't come true. I'll never admit it until I can beat him up.

No matter who else gives up, he gives up his pride or something. I'm already hungry.

Whatever he really decides to lose, no matter what he decides to lose.

Because I decided not to let go of anything important.