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

"Brother!... Oh, my God, you look like that again... *"

Subsequent meetings from the meeting with the mothers. In addition, the interrogation of Adam's men and the search for the missing person had preceded bedtime.

I went to Tiara as promised before I went back to my room, and when I saw my face, she changed her complexion. Reach out to my cheeks and distort my face crying.

"Worse face than last night... why did you take a break from the corner... something happened..."

"............... it's my fault.

Huh...? and leak my voice back into my words.

Tiara asked me what had happened, but... I can't tell you about Arthur. It just makes me anxious again.

My mother gave me permission to make my proposal. But... that's why Arthur's disposition cannot be undone. Because of me, because I conveniently asked for help in those situations.

"... Tiara,... have you thought about the Queen's inheritance?

If I tried to change the story, that was still the only topic that came up.

Tiara invited me into the room to close the door, as she panicked at the words.

"I told you, huh? I..."

I still can't do it.... Well, that's what I knew.

When I asked her if she had already filed the paperwork, she said her mother was too busy to see her today. "Because I won't tell you where the paperwork is," I was clearly hit with my hand. After all, what I'm thinking seems promising.

"... tiara. As I said before, sister, you may stay that way for the rest of your life. Still, don't you change your mind?

…… ... it won't change. I'm definitely on your side.

With a few confusing words, Tiara turns away from me.

Now that my head is colder than yesterday, I don't think I'm going to blame you. Like me, Tiara must have made up her mind for a reason.... Me and I can't help but be different.

Nobody understands me.

"Right.... Sorry, Tiara. I said something tough last night. I don't have the right to blame you.

Tiara shook her head left and right with a boom, shaking her wavy golden hair.... the same as pride, with its wavy hair.

That's what I think, Tiara held me tight by spreading her little hand open with her tearful eyes to make me jump in. Something that was tightening my chest slightly loosens with people's warmth.

"Hey... what the hell is going on right now...? Brother, why... yesterday and today, so... so painful and painful... *"

Tiara, sensitive to people's minds, can still not be deceived. But if I tell you, I'll hurt you again.

Even now, to Tiara, who locks herself in her room every time there's something about pride,... there's no way I can tell you.

Then Tiara, who didn't say anything, started crying along the way. Wet my chest with tears and repeat "please". You mean Pride, or you know what's going on, or you care about my body.

"Talk to Arthur... talk to him..."

Unexpectedly, take a breath.

I get tense and unable to move. Then Tiara started begging desperately as she repeated "please" again.

"Oh... I hope we can't face each other... it won't matter…………… but my brother, of… you will be a dear, dear and dear friend………… You will definitely help me…………………………!

I can squeal my throat up, leak a whimper, and put my strength into Tiara's hand holding me tight. If I managed to gently hug that little body back with my rattling arms, I would have gone on to say more.

"We've been protecting your sister together..."

"Heh... heh"

Oh, no.

Also, I'm about to get into it. Desperately suppressed in the back of his throat, eating and tying his teeth. Tiara's words penetrated the back of her chest so scared that she desperately resisted it.

"Please, talk to Arthur properly... even if I can't count on him... talk to Arthur properly...! It's not just about your sister..." It's about your brother...!

She's still the sister who separated her pride from her blood.

Since when have you noticed,... from the beginning? Tiara desperately tries to save this self, which is too close to the limit.

"Promise me... don't bring it in alone... I'm not the only one to your brother... not just your sister... not Arthur, not Chancellor Gilbert, not your Uncle Vest... not the knights, not Prince Leon, but... many, not many...! A lot......"

No, there are very few people I can trust in that. I don't know if everything betrays my pride, I don't know what I think in the shadows and what I'm waving at. So, so I...

"Sister we love yes... how my brother gets hurt by himself like this... absolutely, absolutely sad...!

I can't breathe.

Tiara's words penetrate terribly.

Because it's so right that I can't resist, and... reminds me of a time when I was happy.

His hands trembled, desperately overwhelmed, and his teeth made a sound on the verge of crushing.

"I promise... I will never hurt you any more..."

No...! If you remember that guy here, if you remember important memories, the toothpick won't work.

I already have too much throat in there to light the heat. Hold on and even hesitate to breathe out of your mouth.

"Sister, it's a hard situation...! My brother, most... who believes in it... who wants to rely on it... has always, always helped me,... absolutely, anyone who can help me..."

I've known that since the beginning. So I... today.

"... ok.

Finally, I manage to speak up.

Low voice with breath, but it reached Tiara properly in her arms. He looks up at me slowly with a wet face in tears.... but as soon as I saw my face, I skewed my face spicy again.

Attach the cuffed back hand to Tiara's shoulder and gently pull away. If you manage to make him laugh, Tiara takes a step back and says, "True...?" and asked him to whine small.

"... properly, I'll talk to you. Thanks Tiara.... I knew you were that guy's sister.

Stroking his head with each of those wavy soft hairs, Tiara clenched her little fist and squeezed up again. Zero blurring and large tears, he rubbed his eyes and nodded.

You get some rest, tell him not to push it, and leave the room. Tiara kept staring at me until the moment I finished closing the door. The door closes not long after I reply to the last voice I said, "Promise."

Sitting in front of the door for a while, he takes a few seconds of deep breaths before finally walking out.

Return to your room, and if you shut the door, it was dark in the room where you had already made the ladies pay as well.

Proceed from the bedroom to the desk there with only a small palm portion of the light in your hand. I put the lights there and one breath and my eyes went to bed naturally.

"... I need to hurt you,... didn't you tell me?

It's like, I feel like she's there that night. If I laughed at the bed where no one was, I was terribly funny and my whole body weakened.

If I don't think it's in public, I'm going to sit back and collapse just like that on the floor because I'm unnecessarily out of control. Gatan, and when I got on my knees, my shoulder hit the chair and made a noise. I get my hands on the carpet and my thoughts go away terribly bright.

"What are you going to do...... already,... so hard.

You promised me, she did.... you have to hurt me now.

He's a liar. And he groans and laughs at the movement of his mouth without being a voice.

I didn't expect Tiara to notice that much.

... No, not just Tiara. Arthur and Uncle Vest,...... must have been spotted by Jilbert as well.

I've been desperately killing emotions, stopping and fighting my thoughts,... and still, I'm sure it's time for the limits to be close.

With that in mind, his hand, which had trembled unnaturally, shook out even more brutally. If I slapped my arms on the floor with anger, my thoughts were crushed by pain and the tremor subsided a little.

".................. Arthur...... Tiara......

... shut your mouth when you can't turn your face to the people you care about

"Prince Cedric... Prince Leon, Val..."

Instead of the two of them, I kept revealing to them about my pride.

I don't trust them more than the two of us. There are only a few people I can really, really believe in. That remains the same now and in the past. I really shouldn't have told outsiders about Pride for any reason. I could have included more lies and told them in secret. Still, even if my head knows,............... I really...

If I didn't spit it out, I couldn't stand it.

"Huh... no... eh.

Hold your fist. I have zero will from my mouth to tell myself, to my body, to my heart.

... a break with ten years of pride. A future where you can't be queen, a leopard as if you've touched your mind, even though you're not sick, and restraint.... a long time ago, it was over the amount I could carry in by myself.

Her, shooting eyes, an ugly grin she'd never seen before, a voice that could be called out to be licked. Everything you say and do scratches me bad.

When I first escaped the tower of separation and refused the pride I had spoken of to take you to your mothers. When I brought Pride back to the Tower of Leaving for the fifth time today.... she threw up a curse on me either way.

"Oh? Listen to your mothers, not me. Isn't that a terrible betrayal?

"Hey, Style?... you won't" betray "me any more, will you?

"Betrayal.

She knew and mouthed it. Don't you dare tell me I can't resist... for that.

"How do I... How do I... ⁉?"

Raise your nails with both hands on your head and hold them.

No solution will emerge, even if the blood seeps or is so powerful as to be good. Because there's no way to fight the curse she put on me.

"With a subordinate contract, I cannot betray my pride.

If I consider this a betrayal, I will no longer be able to carry it out.

Still, the more I told myself that this was for pride to fight her now, the more I believed it was what she wanted.... "Your body is tied to that curse and conquered.

"Why are you so... pride... why are you cursing me?"

There's no way he's here. There's no way you can answer me. Still, I head to the floor and scream like I'm gonna throw up blood.

My breath became rough again and my glasses clouded as I squatted to the floor with my forehead on. How easy it would be if my head would only stain white like this with my vision.

Feeling her hands as well as her whole body tremble out fine, whether she doesn't like it or doesn't want to remember it,... her "those words" that have been on her head for tens of millions more invade my head again.

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"... let me betray you... please... please... so..."

Fear strikes me again and despair grabs my foot out of the bottom.

I have difficulty breathing and desperately indulge in the urge to shout and call out without thinking. I swallowed what was coming in with my breath over and over again. Stick your fist to the floor,... cover your thoughts with pain.

"…………… Pride…………………………"

I can't betray him.