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

"Is that true? Jill......! Really..."

... this.

"Yes.... So Dear Tiara, you must not be returned to the castle. If found and captured, the last kingdom of Friesia will end up with a slave-producing country.

... What do I...?

..................... Oh, yeah. I finally told her the truth.

He wants to free a people suffering from poverty who cannot be left alone, who suffer under the Special Capability Application Obligations Decree.... to her tenderly.

I go back to the castle and complain about persuading the queen. I have continued to delude and falsify her in words until today, but at last the day has come to tell the truth.

Her inability to hide the shock in my words exposed her confusion. Even before, a castle person had arrived so far to find her, but she came with the help of a thirteen-year-old figure who remained age manipulated and their lower class living with her. Keep it up, if you keep stopping her time at thirteen, you'll be safe and at peace. … except

"Oh... still...! I'm going..."

Resolute, strong her voice was released.

She didn't belong to the thirteen-year-old girl, holding her chest with her hands and staring straight back at me with a small bite of her lower lip.

"Even if you keep lurking all this time, one day you will definitely be made a slave-producing country......! I don't like that......! I absolutely don't like the people of my dear country being enslaved!

... you were right. There is no such thing as a guarantee that that queen will always keep searching for Dear Tiara and will not proceed with slavery until then. It's all broken and over. Dear Tiara, and because it is not what I know when they will be captured as slaves.

The woman in front of me is a sixteen-year-old adult woman. There was no way she, knowledgeable and smart, didn't realize such an easy thing.

"Please, help me, Jill! If I don't have to make the Kingdom of Friesia a slave-producing country, I'll do anything......"

Strong, eyes.

The golden eyes sparkled, her spine stretched and her voice raised was the Rinji Second Princess herself. When I remembered who she was, I shook myself unexpectedly.

The Queen ruled the country, His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style was made a puppet, Prince Leon was made a toy, … I already wondered if the hopes of this country had been crushed. For as long as every minute and second, I thought that the nation was the only redemption I could make right now for the people to perpetuate their people-like lives. But...

There was still another royal family.

The only salvation, the light.

Her Royal Highness Princess Tiara Royal Ivy II.

The last legacy my friends Albert and Lady Rosa left behind. An orthodox heir to the throne who inherited two souls and a heart. She would have...

Realizing the only way to save the Freesian kingdom, I grab her thin shoulder with both hands. "Yikes!" She looked back at me with a raucous, high scream. "Jill......? Ask her," I confirm that determination once and for all.

"Are you really... ready..."

Tiara turned her big eyes round to my voice, slightly trembling with nervousness, and soon she nodded strongly.

Neither did she feel a little confused or lost just in those eyes, unable to hide the tremor in her hands.

"... just one thing, there is a way. The only way we can abolish slavery, free the victims of the obligation to apply for special abilities and save the Kingdom of Friesia…………………"

As soon as I said it away, Dear Tiara's eyes dazzled.

Such a way came back to hold my hand, holding hope and grabbing my shoulder. To Tiara, who is asked with an upward rubbing voice, "What is it..." I raise thirteen immature voices.

"You... will be the new queen..."

Dear Tiara, who drank her breath and stretched her shoulders so that she could not weigh the meaning of the words, rocked her eyes terribly with agitation.

"Queen...?" He asked back doubting his ears, and seemed to want a reply from me other than affirmation. But I dare you to poke at reality. I continue to push my words hard.

"You will be the heir to the throne………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… People on the Queen's side are known. Doubts and disturbances have swirled further up in the upper echelons since slavery was advocated. If you name yourself the true queen, the upper echelons will choose you! And as long as the entire upper echelon acknowledges, so do the men of the castle... and the people, who will recognize you as queen... you will change this country."

Tiara was badly bewildered that I was the queen.

But Master Tiara is impeccable if she is of qualities as a queen. It's not just the King's qualities that are good at knowledge. As it turns out, the Queen also left me and Mr. Steele alone for most of her official duties. There can be no such thing as having that woman and Master Tiara can't. If you are Dear Tiara, I show you in good faith. If we are to return to a beautiful country like the old one, we must……………………………

"And I have the ability to predict..."

"To that extent, you can escape anything." "Now, there must be something to protect even if it's false." "Now, what the upper management is asking for is a reason!" That's all... Your voice is all you need to get up... "

I understand that it is cruel.

To her kind-hearted, to her who can't even kill a bug. Pull her real sister out of her chair, etc.

But it's also true that this is the only way to do it now. Besides,... she's not a person anymore, she's a monster. I am unnecessarily happy to suffer others, and I only think about the people to one degree of resources. As malicious as it sounds, that woman was born, which must have given birth to a sober being called Dear Tiara like an angel.... one day I will save this country, for then.

"I will protect you even in my stead... Please save my country, Your Highness Princess Tiara Royal Ivy II..."

To my death appeal, Lady Tiara tied her lips strong.

He stretches out his rounded spine and grabs a small fist with his chest sticking out. He nodded at me with a clear motion that I couldn't go wrong with, and emitted a voice like the sound of a tense bell.

"Okay………………"

Aim tomorrow at noon.

At that time when the upper echelons gather to hold a resolution with the Queen.

……

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"... veil....... Jill Bale! Use the couch if you want to sleep. What if the pile of letters collapses?

……

I'm sorry, I can't catch up with my head with my mouth answering reflexively.

If I raised my face to the one who spoke, he would have apparently napped with his cheek cane on in front of his desk.

... I don't... what...?

"I've already cleared up some paperwork for today. I'm going to report the letter from the example messenger to your sister, but what are you going to do?

In a strong tone, Master Steele was held in a shackled hand, wrapped around a letter from the messenger.... Oh yes, after at the Knights' Exercise... stay on your feet and stay in the King's Palace.

He also had trouble sleeping last night because he was convincing the knights and those in the castle to go around. But I don't even get fatigued so much all night... but I still think with a blurry head that it would be old. I think I even dreamed of something, but I can't remember it at all. My head is unnecessarily frightened because of this.

"... no, I will serve you. Lord Pride said," Just in case, I have to tell you. "

I will return the words because I am done with my work, and this one will also wrap up the writ. He scolds himself for being seriously lazy in the prime minister, such as falling asleep unconsciously as soon as the job is separated. If the opponent were Albert, the king's mate, one of his fists would have been knocked down as well.

"Really, you have good guts too, such as in Uncle Vest's office.

He leaves the room and bows his head as he walks to Master Pride.

"My sister was sure you were in the throne room," said Lady Stayle, but she looked at me with a grumpy look.... it's natural to be angry. Even though I'm just saying you shouldn't be distracted by the fact that you're moving under water. If there was a Miss Tippett in that room, they could be suspicious.

Furthermore, I have not yet been able to report what happened this morning to Master Steele. As long as you stay in the king's quarters, you don't know when or where to be heard. From Master Stayle's point of view, it would be disturbing if I was allowed to sign the contract successfully.

... Well, you might as well not know it yet.

Hopefully to the extent of success, but listening to that story of the Chief of Staff would make it difficult for Stone's Style to remain calm as well.

I myself had a hard time suppressing the urge to stop my breath on that occasion. I don't have time, I couldn't ask everything, but at that rate I must probably still have a bomb that I don't even know about. I left the interrogation to the Knights, but... well, I wouldn't kill them, even though I was willing to kill them.

More than that, now, we have to even thoroughly underwater.

"Huh? A letter from the messenger []"

Throne room. Sitting in that chair, Master Pride, satisfied merely by indulgence, gave us a troublesome voice.... Now my chest hurts terribly just to see what it looks like.

On the left and right, the Crown Prince and General stood as they deserved, with a lowly grin. Only the intention to kill them remains unchanged.

"In fact, a mountainous report arrived from a messenger late last night and now in the morning.

Say so and let me show you the pile of letters in your hand with Master Stayle. It was all in the name of an urgent report, and the same contents were noted. I take one of them and read it high on this occasion.

He thinks the Radiya Imperial Army and the Great Army are headed for our country armed.

The envoys at all locations and bases confirmed the Radiian Imperial Army and rushed the letter to our country. We ran the horses to let them know before the arrival of the Radiya Empire.

"... Phew, Prince Adam? Do you remember anything?

Lord Pride, who threw it as if it didn't matter, was happily pulling up his mouth on the other side of the word.

Asked by Lord Pride, Crown Prince Adam did what he thought with his hands on his chin.... our own army to invade our country. Nonetheless, how white. I feel nauseated that it's a terrible farce to say that it's something that Master Pride, me and Master Stayle both know.

That's right... and aptly zero words, the Crown Prince pulled up a grin on the spot like he finally came up with an excuse.

"Oh, speaking of which, I ordered you to pick me up in ten days! I have business in my state. Originally, I was going to spend ten days with Princess Pride.

The Crown Prince, piling up a clear lie, drew his lowly laugh as it stood closer to Lord Pride's face.

He turned his arm around his shoulder and said, "If you'll excuse me, I'll let go of my errands. But I was going to take you to my country," and Lord Pride played his hand lightly along the way. I also thought the Crown Prince would be in a bad mood, but rather it unnecessarily attracted the end of his mouth and sparkled his trance and eyes. He seemed to have shown favor from Master Pride initially, but now he's very different in colour.... what happened. But in any way, I relieve the Crown Prince from the bottom of my heart of that reaction to his rejection. If there is anything between Lord Pride and the Crown Prince without my or Master Stayle's knowledge.... I don't even want to think about it.

"Sounds like a lot of scale to me for that. Why are you armed like that?

You could have pulled it off, but if you pretended I was convinced here, Master Pride would suspect you too.

We have to show some suspicion. That's what I thought, and if I poked the Crown Prince lightly, he shook his shoulders up to deceive me. With a smile on his mouth, the Crown Prince said, "In my country, this is normal if you want me to pick up the royal family," rolled in smoke.

"To invade our country.... What do you think?

The words, spoken in high spirits, echoed throughout the hall.

I didn't expect him to say so myself. If I opened my eyes, not only me and Lady Steele, but the Crown Prince and General also turned to Lady Pride with their faces hardened again.

Only one pride had raised that grin with pleasure. He distorted his face to Niyanya and Joy as our reaction was delightful, and next he laughed to blow out.

"Ahahahaha! Just kidding. Oh, you wanted to say that anyway, didn't you? Look, I'm done talking to you, okay? Just get back to work.

The general smiled slightly at that attitude as if to dare, but the Crown Prince pulled up his grin again so that he could be caught.

Lord Pride sent a signal to the guard in front of the door when he paid us with a leech. Shortly after I replied, the door opened and waited for us to dive. As I lowered my head and then left the room, I saw Lord Pride laughing at the end of his mouth, still pulled up from the gap in the door to be closed.

...... woohoo, still.

Again, with the core on my chest I ate and tied my teeth.

Until today, I've thought it over and over again. If there is because Lord Pride says he is being manipulated by the Crown Prince, I'm almost certain of it.

I didn't have time to ask the Chief of Staff that much earlier, but... I think I'll have to ask for sure this evening. And if, nevertheless, my speculation was not denied, I would need to speak to Lord Steele and Lord Arthur as well.

Guaranteed to save Lord Pride, for that matter.

Is it a sacrifice or something?

With certainty in our hearts, we heard the sound of closed doors until the end.