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

"My name is Cedric Silva Lowell and my brother is the king of the united kingdom of hanazoo.... from Prince Steele, I know you're talking about it.

After the packing was completed by the hands of the samurai. Cedric was walking through the corridor and with the guards and squire carrying his luggage until he saw it.

I thought it would pass soon, but I was waiting in front of the door once because it was already being taken in. While one of the guards rushes to Rosa, the queen, to see Cedric's arrival and questioning, Cedric still thinks that the Kingdom of Friesia is still in a hurry. It was also when I asked him to just tell me that he had come if I had to and thought about turning back to the room once.

"I am very sorry for your loss," the hurried back guard lowered his head deeply to Cedric, passing him and his followers between his eyes. The door opened wide and a woman's voice jumped in as soon as she couldn't help but hear.

"Please wait, Mother, go up...! Still, I..."

The Lord of that voice, desperately complaining about something, was strongly moisturizing its golden eyes when the door looked back at the sound of opening.

She frowns strongly at Cedric, whose eyes and eyes are as big as crystal "Tiara… Second Princess, Your Highness". And soon he shook his golden hair wide again, turning again to the same front as earlier.

Ahead Tiara turned to Rosa, the queen, Albert, the king's mate, Vest of Regents, Gilbert, and Style lined up in their usual formations. The moment Tiara tries to release her words again, Rosa calls him "I've been waiting for you, Your Highness Prince Cedric II" before that.

Unable to block the queen from speaking, Tiara tied her mouth small and endured with her crying eyes.

"I'm sorry about this one. I only gave you unscrupulous wishes and disrespect to the end, including unnecessary suspicions.

"! No, I am the one who appreciates allowing you to stay longer until today.... This is all I can do to help, and I'm sorry.

To Cedric, who returns to his word, Rosa shakes her head quietly. No, thank you. I laughed gracefully, spinning words.

"I would also like to thank you for your request for the style.... Thank you very much.

That said, now everyone in the upper echelons lining up with her as well as Rosa bowed their heads.

Cedric takes a breath once in their head, which is too heavy a town. Especially not as rarely lowered as the queen's head. I desperately indulged in the desire to cry out no more to the many heads that should not be lowered by myself for committing so much disrespect to the Kingdom of Friesia. It would be more disrespectful not to accept it if this were to be the sincerity of the Kingdom of Friesia.

Rosa, who raised her head, nevertheless made it clear that the majesty would not be allowed to "necessarily reopen even with regard to the International Postal Service". Cedric broke his knee on the spot, "Thank you..." while relieving himself of the remark. Thought I could at least give my brothers a good report on that.

The conversation and greeting between Rosa and Cedric continued as if not to allow the cross spear, and finally the conversation moved back home.

Cedric's signal led to his luggage being packed and placed in one place. I offered my hand to Cedric if the style came forward to match it.

"Thank you so much. His Royal Highness Prince Cedric II. … As soon as our country is settled, I promise to report back to you.

"Thank you. … I wish Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride well.

That's all I could tell Cedric.

That was the best for him, who doesn't know the fact that she won't go back to normal and when the Radian Empire will strip his fangs, and is not allowed to pry. "Then the luggage will follow," Steele told him, moving his mouth while shaking Cedric's hand before moving instantly.

"I cannot send you to the United Kingdom of Hanazoo this time." Therefore, you will explain it directly to Prince Cedric in his mouth to Lance. Can I take care of it?

"No matter, I'll take care of it. Let me explain everything in detail.

Style thanked Cedric for burning his eyes vigorously and showing them, saying hello one last time. So then, as I noticed my gaze, Tiara and I looked at each other as Cedric turned his face. She moved her mouth to say something,... the moment.

Still shaking hands with Style. He

He disappeared.

……

"Essedric... are you home?"

The moment your vision switches.

Before Cedric looked around, Lance, his brother, raised his voice.

For the first time in two months, the Regent Fergus, his guards and his servants, who had been in the royal family, were also pleased to call themselves "Dear Cedric", along with Lance, who was greeted with a joyful grin. Already knowing the special abilities of the steer, they understand that it is a transfer from the kingdom of Friesia. Now we recovered his luggage, which was instantly moved to follow Cedric, without much surprise.

"Brother! Sorry to be back early, but I have a few things to tell you.

After hugging Lance and Fergus and sharing the joy of reunion, Cedric took the letter out of his clothes in a bit of a hurry. Lance raises both eyebrows in that envelope with the seal of the Kingdom of Friesia on it. And he said, "Tell me more," and I got a letter from Cedric.

"─ Wait! I am……………………………………………………………….

He suddenly appeared and raised his voice like the sound of a bell.

If everyone looked back at it, there was a woman there who sat up to fall apart. Everyone doubts the person who deserves far more amazement than the return of Brother Wang. Lance the boulder also leaked her voice, "Become..." peeling her eyes and staring at her.

"Tiara......

Looking back, when I called her name, she was depositing a letter with Lance. Cedric slowly walked over to Tiara.

"His Royal Highness Prince Cedric... King Lance, Your Majesty...!

While spinning the words weakly, Tiara herself looked back at Cedric with such expressions as incredible.

I sat on the floor and said, "Is this... no way...?," he muttered, and now her luggage and two samurai showed up on instant travel. Looking back, I said to those two, "Carler! Chelsea:" Tiara raised her voice. Cedric also knows, she was Tiara's exclusive maid.

The two people welcoming Tiara with a sorry look lowered their heads at the same time as "I'm sorry I kept my mouth shut..." to Tiara, who couldn't move while sitting down.

"Why all of a sudden……………… Brother, … here………………"

"This is the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, the castle of Cerseis. Tiara."

Cedric speaks as if to answer her in confusion.

Released in a strong tone that echoed the room, Tiara looked back at him again. Cedric, walking straight towards Tiara, looked back at her with a rugged look with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

"My country, which is more officially an ally than the Kingdom of Friesia, is going to" hide "you.... Already, didn't you know...?

Contrary to the grand narrative, he ends up asking Tiara with a mixed voice of skepticism.

One knee peeked in front of her as she sat back, tears overflowing her already moistened eyes. Tiara can't resist reality and her throat cracks at the facts told to her by Cedric and the existence of a dedicated maid and her own luggage to prove it.

"I didn't..." I shook my neck to the side and a large tear scattered. Egg, Egg, his throat rattled, and Tiara went to Lance, the king, "Ship haha...! When will the ship to the kingdom of Anemone ever be..." he asks before he says hello. Already in tears. Besides, Lance urged Fergus, the Regent, to respond with a little confusion.

"Ah...... I was wondering if the ship from the kingdom of Anemone would be another month from now because I just saw it the other day. There are other trade ships coming, but those on Anemone and the Kingdom of Friesia are for a while..."

So, Fergus' words were cut off.

I cried out in a voice like Tiara had stuck my breath before I ran out. The dedicated maids leaned in haste, touching her shoulders and rubbing her back, but Tiara leaned down with her face blocked with both hands. Spinning over and over again as she leaked a cry, "No... no... no... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"No way...... eh.

Cedric, who solidifies with one knee broken before the crying tiara, vividly recalls his memory this morning.

No doubt, I did take a request from Steele and assumed the protection of Tiara. And last but not least, I checked with Steele.

"Is Her Royal Highness Princess Tiara convinced of that?"

Definitely, I heard.

With absolute memory ability, he can say so with certainty. There was no way I wouldn't ask. Even Style, and even if it were the wish of the kingdom of Friesia, would not have shaken his head vertically easily. And the style in response to the question

"………… of course"

"... Style... Prince, Your Highness...

Got hit. And Cedric immediately understood.

I guess it was read that Style, who knew he had a crush on Tiara, could not force her to take her to his country without agreement, etc.

... before that, it was a problem…………………

Cedric holds his head out with one hand without being able to inadvertently touch Tiara, who cries down to the samurai.

Only now, he frowned strongly as he filled himself with the desire to cram into a greatly beneficial style.

Before leaving the room for the last time, the words told by Stayle come to his head as clearly as if they were in front of him now.

'I believe it. I'm sure you'll keep your promise.'

"... whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Finally, I can eagle my face out of my head with both hands and put my strength into my fingers.

He inhaled deeply as he turned his thoughts, and slowly, slowly spit them out. Frowning, let alone being attacked by headaches.

... I have only one choice...

Tiara crying in front of him and Style's last words irritated him at the same time, and Cedric ate and tied his teeth to the point where his jaw ached.