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

"... Style. Are you sure your body is okay?

Speaking pale, Uncle Vest turned his eyes to me as he gathered the paperwork.

Yeah, of course. And as I return the words, I also look at the paperwork on my progress to yesterday borrowed from Uncle Vest.

"Yeah, of course.... and I can't sleep again for a while.

If you whiten your thoughts to kill your emotions, your words will fade even if you don't like them.

Though I'm sorry about Uncle Vest's hand, this was the best I could do right now. Yesterday, I apologized to everyone about my fall along the way, starting with my mother. I wasn't blamed, but instead I was embarrassed to rest a little more. but...... that doesn't work either. Especially now.

"As of last night, neither the General nor the Chief of Staff confessed anything.

Are you still afraid of retaliation from Adam, or loyalty?

They didn't open their mouths. I guess Jilbel also made some threats that he had joined the interrogation, but he didn't get any prominent information. Furthermore, the example of the unsub remains unknown. I haven't progressed since yesterday at all. Today, every other Radiya squire will be questioned.... than if the end had picked up information even if it was spilling something. If you finish it and you can't grab anything, you can move on to the next stage. If you even put it in a painful question, someone might throw up. Until then.

"Dear Mr. Style, I apologize for being at work! Here we go again, Lord Pride!

Suddenly, the footage shows up in the room.

It's a call from a guard using my special ability to communicate. I put the paperwork on my desk once, and I put my no in Uncle Vest before I made the instant move.

For the fifth time since this morning, to welcome and capture the escaped pride.

"Oh? Style, it was early again. Aren't you busy?

Hahaha, and my pride looks back at me with a mild laugh.

It's the fifth time we've gotten used to each other. I instantly moved the pride trying to cross the horse to the tower of separation without question.

In the room, an open window and a restraint unlocked. And a few guards who were supposed to be in front of the room were already holding back in front of the bed. Pride is restrained in bed again by their hands at the same time as I take Pride down to bed as it moves instantly.

"Ahaha! Are you in trouble too? The guards don't just work because of their incompetence.

Laughing irresistibly restrained as she was accustomed to the bed, she moves only her mouth. I wish I'd blocked my mouth, but... I couldn't move it to execution.

A guard around him distorts and turns away from the word of pride as he seems to suffer.

Pride, who tried to escape again this morning, was once again entering Wangju when I heard from Jack. Before entering the palace, we travelled momentarily back to the tower of separation, and after some time we broke the restraint again, … it was a repetition of that.

I tried changing the restraints, but the results are the same. When Pride escaped in chains and locked objects, the key was removed and hung from the original location. I tried to suspect the samurai entering and leaving the room, but Pride repeatedly escaped even while they were absent. Besides, I don't even think they would do that, even if they were dedicated samurai of pride.

I even thought about fixing the window again, but it just cracks me up anyway. Even a real pride opponent might have worked it out if he was a knight, but no one in the guard had any enemies.

Even though, I can't fire at my princess opponent for fear of fault. Pride could easily overcome and even afford to strike a blow in an attempt to keep that body against the wall. Weaponry, horses, etc. were also taken from the guards on the spot and fled, so there was no use for them.

Some people try to apologize to me like they did this morning for the words they got from Pride.

But before I did, I said, "I don't mind." Rather, it would be more difficult for me to assume that I have made good contact with Adam by failing to deal with it within us. First of all, it would have been nice to know just how Pride solved the restraint, but it still remained a mystery. While the princess, Pride, is being held in bed, she can't even put a guard in the room who is a man all the time. I also asked the dedicated samurai for surveillance on several occasions, but the restraint was still just lifted when I realized it.

The return of the Kingsguard knight, who knows the circumstances, also came out as a proposal, but he still gets caught up in the Knights about Pride if even one knight requests a secondment. A Kingsguard knight would be even worse.

Some inference will follow their return. The leakage of information must now be minimized as far as possible.... Yet I am.

"... sister. Don't you think it's useless? There's no way you can get away from me.

In response from me, Pride had a nimanima and a creepy grin from the top of his bed.

"Really? ♪ And you won't take that look away from me ♪

So far, Pride hasn't reached the point of meeting Prince Adam because I'm rushing on an instant trip as soon as I get a report of Pride's escape.

Father also gave me permission to deploy guards of special abilities with means of communication to the tower of separation. If you need anything, they'll report you to me in Uncle Vest's room right away.

One of the telecommuters has a special ability to send footage centered around himself. He can report to me while traveling in an emergency. I'm really reluctant to report while traveling alone in my special ability to send footage from my point of view and perspective - …, …!

……… yes.

"Oh? Style.... walui face.

I was wondering if you'd come up with anything good, but let's keep Pride's eyes fixed on me.

Apparently, he was accidentally on the look....... well good. Now it's more of a suggestion to my mother than that.

Turn your back from pride to body and again tell the guards to report back as soon as something happens with security. You're gonna get away with it again anyway, but at least keep it that way for a few more dozen minutes.

"Hey, Style?

Sticky. I can hear her voice.

I wish I could travel momentarily without asking...... I can't resist. The voice of pride calls me fame, and I can't help turning around. He pressed the black edge of his glasses and turned to her, deluding himself with only one word or so.

Pride was only pointing his face at me with a pulled up grin. She slowly opens her mouth, making sure I stopped without walking away from the spot.

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... At first, I regretted stopping.

I wonder why, more importantly, now that I have listened to her words, I am ashamed of myself for not learning, and my anger is engulfed.

My throat dried up and my breath stopped as my brain processed the word. My fingertips tremble holding the black edge with my open eyes intact.

She didn't say anything more when she had a grin that just pulled me up satisfied with my reaction. From the beginning, he just wanted to see this reaction of mine.

Any more, before I touch her poison, and I travel motionless for a moment.

My vision switched and my breathing resumed when I went back to Uncle Vest's office. Before I could speak to Uncle Vest, I flirted and laid my hands on my desk. My desk leans at my weight, and how many papers I had on top fell off the floor. I don't want to drool over the preemption I received from her. I don't have the strength of my body, and I sit on the spot. "What's up, Style?" said Uncle Vest, purposefully rushing over to me. You gently put your hands on my back as it is.

"I'm sorry...... also...... I'm hit......

To your sister. And if he squeaked, Uncle Vest took his breath as if he had instantly guessed. "Are you okay………" he worried, staring unnaturally at the palms of both hands trembling as he answered a word.

... No more...?

My whole body trembles with fear the moment I pass like that with a chilled out head that makes me sick. No, that's all.

"Better than that, Vez... Uncle...! I have an idea... but...!

Good, I can talk.

With that in mind, I turn to Uncle Vest, who rubs my back. I begged you to help me, and you encouraged me to continue my words, even with a wrinkle between my eyebrows.

No, no, no. Absolutely not. I can't pretend to do that anymore. I am...

"Dear Mr. Style! I'm sorry, Master Pride... '

Also, the footage appears. He said he had just been taken into custody.

Despair caught my breath in that voice directed at me. What am I supposed to do? I don't... I don't...

You said you couldn't stop me anymore.