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

"Thank you for waiting, sister.

The time when the sun went down.

I stepped foot in the queen's bedroom with Jill Bale again, which was not the throne room... but the mother's room as well. Even if it's the same mother's private room, it's not even the clerk's room. It's just a room for total relaxation.

When I got back to Wangju, it was just me and Gilbert's work that got piled up, and Pride seemed to have been indulging in the room the whole time. Adam's failure to show himself is the only salvation, but when he heard he was in his father's room, the king's mate, his intention to kill boiled down. Furthermore, the general is also using Uncle Vest's room in the royal palace. Both of those rooms are allowed to be used only by the chosen King and Regent...

"It was too late, wasn't it? Steele, Chancellor Jilbert. I wonder what the hell you were talking about?

Nitaaaa and the pride of quietly distorting the grin ask us as we roll over the bed without worrying about the dress wrinkling.

It took me a while to convince the Knights Commander that many of the knights had turned to explain it, and Jilbel explained it to us, and Pride gave it back to us in a raw reply that didn't matter.... It's okay, because Tippet didn't come with us at the Knights Exercise.

With that in mind, you wait for the way out of pride, and you say, "Stayle?" and called me.

Spread the end of your mouth like something good came to mind and look at me with a bowed position. I'll get back to you. Pride gave me those eyes.

"I'm sorry about Arthur, huh? The Knight Commander blamed me for that."

Huh... ahaha... and pride licks me with his gaze as he laughs out of his misery.... Again, they don't know.

I turned my back on her trying to decide the wound, falsely assuming that I had killed Arthur. In the meantime, the laughter sounds even more pleasant from pride.

"Ha-ha-ha...,... hey? You're not going to betray me, are you?

Suddenly, a lowered voice peeks at me.

I shook my shoulders at the words, and my pride eyes were shimmering as I raised my face. I pulled up the end of my mouth, and when I got caught in that eye and solidified, I was hung up with my hands wide open and I said, "Come on."

If I walked over to her heavy step by step, Pride woke up and held me tight as soon as I was within reach.

Warm warmth and aroma of pride. Tightened with loving gentle force,...... but not shaken by a mind as strange as it is at all. It's just the fact that they're holding me tight, and the fact that now that they're holding my mothers hostage, I don't have a veto.... Most importantly, the fact that (...) with (...) or (...) and (...) with (...) is (...) et al. (...) only touched my head.

Pride laughs small over her back at me like a doll who just makes her but stays. He was stroked in the back with his hand as it was turned and throated reflexively. Then again, with a sticky voice, she whispered to me, with a high voice to us.

"You can resent me, right? Steele, Chancellor Jilbert. Because I'm the one who killed my dear friend and benefactor.

Speak like you're poisoning me, and I can put my strength into the arms that hold me.

Gyu...... and held him tight, and to the words. If I pulled her apart using the force of my arms so that I could finally pull her apart, Pride brought those big eyes closer together with a laugh. Peeked far enough away to hit my nose, I stare back desperately killing my emotions.

"... it was. You can't do this, can you? Because there's a subordinate contract."

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I laugh with my belly in my arms, and I don't care if I mess up my dress and roll up. To her exposing me or Jill Bale to such terrible ugliness,... now my chest hurts for real.

Pride stopped us once he said, "Wait," when he told him, "OK, we're going back to work."

"Hey.... don't you want a shackle key?

… keys.

I blind myself to my shackles, not to the words of pride.

I naturally want it when it comes to wanting it. Because the shackles for special abilities are particularly harsh, they cannot be removed without a key. Does Tippet have it on him? Or the Lord's Adam or General, or Pride...... Either way, as long as you have the keys, you can travel instantly. Everything will work superiority in future operations as well.

"Can I give it to you? Dear, dear, dear, dear brother, would you do me a favor? But can I ask you a favor instead?

Please......? And if I listened back gently, Pride took a piece of parchment out of the shelf by the bed while he fell asleep. Pilari, and we're being targeted. I don't think so. Take a breath.

Deed of servitude

"Write it on this and I'll remove the shackles for you. 'Cause even a slave contract is necessary."

"I refuse.

Cut the words of pride in one word.

Apparently it wasn't surprising, instead Nitah...... and the pulled up grin returned. "How dare you?" she asked, clearly returning, continuing further with distortions in her grin.

"If I don't write, can I say I'm going to kill my mothers?

"… at that moment, you will lose the negotiating material for us.

Calm down. Return the words as you tell yourself to calm down. It's okay, there's nothing more to be afraid of from me.

Pride shook the paper perplexed as he did a little thinking in my response.

"Then I guess I'll just kill Uncle Vest. Too bad you were still studying, weren't you?

"I don't mind to the extent that I follow you. But I cannot be subordinated to you, Acting Queen Pride. Uncle Vest would never want that from me.... and.

Apparently, Pride has my special abilities or some reason to want me to enslave him.

But that's all I can ever do. Arthur finally let me go. I don't want to go to that hell again now. Now I'm here to get everything back.

For this reason, there is no rush with pride.

"If you kill Uncle Vest, then I will cut off both wrists for each of these shackles and let your father and mother go.

To my word, now Pride rounded his eyes.

And soon the circle will be distorted like a half moon, and the mouth will be distorted and pulled up like a third moon. Huhu... If you think you heard her laugh, she laughs out loud again. Raise your voice aloud, Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

"... excuse me. Me and Jill Bale have work to do.

Keep your head down to laughing pride and now it's time to leave the room.

The laughter of pride still continued until it was time to make the door shut. Jill Bale, who followed me, asked me, "Are you okay," but only responds with light hand movements. White, you think you're okay? It is decided.

There's no way I'm going to get my pride back.

"Let's get to work, Jill Bale. Now (...) at night (...) was (...) Yu (...) Eh (...) Ku (...) Ri (...) Hu (...) Mi (...) Yi (...)."

"Yeah, that's right, Master Steele. I (...) also (...) with (...)."

Exchange words with Jill Bale and we'll head to the office.

We need to get this job done for today fast. Two more days, we can't let Pride delay her official duties while she's representing the queen. We can't afford to be distracted by the outburst of pride in everything at home and abroad.

Adam distorts her and manipulates her into (...) notes (...) records (...) and leaves (...) a (...) ru (...) also (...) of (...). Both the traces of Radiya and the facts of Pride's rampage obliterate and erase all of them. If that's what you want me to do.

I don't choose the means.