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

Lieutenant Cheerick, we've located the target.

Below the castle of the kingdom of Friesia.

I heard a knight report, and if I looked up, one of the knights, who was a special ability man and climbed the wall of the building vertically, pointed to me for a two-o 'clock report. Keep your eyes open, order the comms to report and then run with the other knights in the direction indicated.

After going up under the castle in a luggage pulled in the manoeuvre of the special abilities, the most and second squads were split into multiple squads and scattered. In pursuit of the Radio soldiers and in pursuit of the special abilities who escaped from the carriage.

The search for the special abilities enslaved to be the target of captivity was most difficult as Radical Imperial soldiers and Freesian kingdom knights mixed in. Whatever, only the collar is marked. The rest are dressed like the rest of the soldiers. I can barely tell without using special abilities.

Even in the defensive battle in the United Hanazoo kingdom, slaves were massively put in. But they had no sign of slavery. This means that the slaves who were put in this time were "dared to discern themselves as slaves".

To create hesitation that they are the people of our country.

And in fact, it's not just a crusade, it's a form of protection. We can't attack them poorly, we can't attack them together with other enemy soldiers. You can't attack them poorly and let them die now that you don't even know their special abilities. Because they are slave victims who are formerly our people.

"... you can finally imitate me."

I roar unexpectedly with my teeth tied up eating as I run.

The knights possess the shackles for the special abilities. Get confirmation and go through the back streets under the castle. Reports of two other squads already under the castle, capturing special abilities, came in. I don't even know where he's hiding under the wide castle, or even further down to the castle. However, I was only fortunate that the evacuation was completed so that the people could not dispute it. While on the move, the telecommuters can't even grasp each other's coordinates sending footage. It is also unclear whether there are any other squads that have already been captured or whether they remain the two of us. Anyway, the next special abilities person must also be absolutely protected!

The knight of the 10th Regiment, who rendezvous along the way, "I'll be on my way first," he says, rushing off with a horse taken from the enemy soldiers. After that, we went to the captive as we continued. If you keep running for a while, the first knight to find the target of your captivity raises a report from the top of the building saying, "Now the Tenth Squad has captured you." Shortly afterwards, a thirsty gunshot sounds. Probably to stop the captor's leg. Now that we don't know what special abilities we have, it's best to take the move away from us with an attack from a distance.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Suddenly, an eclampsia-like rage echoed from the front.

Knight's voice, or I don't remember it for that. Then are you a soldier or a specially capable man? That's what we think. It's our vision in a second.

White, stained.

Dogga, dogga, dogga, dogga, dogga.

Shortly after the light crushed my vision, the explosion sounded over and over again.

He evacuated the scene reflexively, but hit his back on the building as he was pushed away by a blast. My breath stops for a moment, and then I can't breathe for a while because of the awesomeness of the blast.

Dokandokan and the blast continued like a small bomb ahead of me as my tinnitus temporarily got worse and I couldn't hear a sound. Hold both ears while the blast stirred them up and make sure the knights were safe in the smoke blast, and one of the knights was just rushing towards me with a shield in one hand.... a shield made of special abilities that absorbs shock. a limited number. That was now dispersed with a few members of each squad.

They defended themselves with that shield that absorbs shocks, except for me in the lead. Good, wakes up from the wall the back I hit with relief.... Okay, it's not broken.

The knight who put me behind the shield was shouting to me, "...... ck...... there's a gah...... kah..." I don't hear much, but I'll probably check to see if there's any injuries. I answered with the signal of my hand and waited with him until the explosion subsided for a while. But waiting a few dozen minutes won't stop the explosion. Think with one hand blocking each other's ears while holding down the shield with the other. I stop wondering where all these bombs come from. No. This isn't a bomb, probably.

"You're a special abilist...

Unexpectedly, the voice in the words was dispersed by the explosion and did not even reach the knight in front of him.

Perhaps you've been getting snipes from knights before rampaging your abilities. Intentionally, or to protect yourself?

Anyway, if it's a rampage, I don't think I'll stop waiting any longer. Step on the ground from a position hidden in the shield and re-grip the shield's handshake. I sent a finger signal to the knight who rounded his eyes as surprised, telling him to move forward.

Set up a shield with him and move forward with his feet aligned as he hides in its shadows. Considering the earlier advance 10th Squad arrived, the captive is not far from here. There would be no mistake in thinking from the fact that the shock has arrived.

Head to the back as you pass the building and debris that will be blown up and collapsed with the knight. At the same time that I could see the momentum of the blast clearly gaining strength, I could hear that voice again with a small, disputed "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".... They're still having seizures.

When he felt his gaze and raised his face, he called with his hands for the preceding Knight of the Tenth to come this way from the top of the building.

There are two other knights. One is in charge and the other is a knight who discovered the subject of his captivity. Both were evacuated on top of the building. Apparently, they're fine, too. Looks like we just lost the horse.

Is there anything to report, the knight who was up there came down to me as soon as I walked away from the blast and into the building where they were.

If he jumped all at once after touching us, it would have reached the top of a building for dozens of meters at a time. "It's my pleasure!," he exclaims to one of the knights, returning the words.

They have a lot of height from here, and the aftermath of the explosion is thin. There are no signs of collapse to the extent that the blast is shaken thanks to a solid building.

Looking down at the blast site from above, there were still soldiers, not bombs, in the direction we were headed. Only the head helmet has been blown away by a blast, rolling far away. I have repeatedly bombed it so that its surroundings protect him around his body. A soldier dressed to crawl on all fours and cling to the ground, picking up debris from surrounding buildings that had been destroyed by his own bombing, was throwing it in all directions. Every time the debris thrown at it bursts like a small bomb a few seconds later, and the aftermath breaks down what's beside it and creates debris, which the soldiers pick up and throw again and again.

"It's probably a special ability to blow up what you touch. Looks like we can let it go and let it explode in a few seconds too.

It's been like that ever since I used my special abilities, the Knight of the 10th Squad explains.

If you ask, it's good to have been stopped in the foot by shooting out of a gap in armor, but they started blowing up the ground that touched them so they could storm their abilities either because they sensed they couldn't fall in and escape.

I'm sorry, I'll apologize and arm myself as I give it back to them. That blast and blast doesn't make the call for persuasion sound like him from here either. If you hear it, you can barely speak anything other than your husband to someone who has been completely brainwashed as a slave. If it all goes through, this one doesn't even shoot from the beginning. Besides, this blast won't hit you where you procured the anesthesia gun from another squad and shot it.

"Who was the target?

Soldiers who still don't even notice this one on the building, allowances or gradually throwing debris, are like children with eclampsia.

I don't see it as an attack considered by a very large adult if the ground on which his body was attached and the debris in his hand didn't even explode with his ability.

"I was just a young young man. I can't move because I've been shot in the leg, so I guess I'll have to. Until then, it seemed to give priority to heading to the castle over the destruction of the city.

I knew it.

I don't know how many years I've been a slave, but I hear it takes a long time to brainwash. Then maybe he stays young with his head too. Special abilities are pretty powerful, but I'm just totally frightened and rampaged by the Knights.

The opponent is a child, the only way to attack is by bombing. If one leg is shot, I can't move, and even more so, I have to respond to the call from here. Think that far and then I'll give up.

Rent a special shield from the knight and ask the knight who can climb the wall vertically to help me get down on my way. If Arthur or Captain Alan isn't here, I can't land the boulder safely from this height.

"I'll tie him up. Call for backup from the other squads as soon as something happens. Captain Alan, it's Kerabe's squad.

Nominate your men the names of Captain Alan and the second lieutenant somewhere under the castle.

It would be easy to capture as many special abilities as possible if it were Kerab's special abilities or Captain Alan's. It's just that now that we're closest to our captive, we should deal with everything possible. Make sure you also have shackles for special abilities, and also check the remainder of the bullet. I'm still moisturized enough with the replenishment from Prince Leon.

With the help of special abilities, descend along the wall to the point where the blast hangs hard on his face. One hand grabs the knight's hand standing vertically on the wall, and with the other he sets up the gun. He kicked the wall at the same time as releasing his hand at the end and jumped toward the target audience.

Protect yourself with a shield and land in the rubble and blast that hits you with the blast. Run all at once in the direction of the target while hiding in the shadow of the shield. I proceeded without difficulty due to the smoke explosion, but the explosives were thrown in intensively to see if they captured me from around close range. "Die, die, die," he said, distracted by the explosion and finally hearing words other than "ah". There has also been a slight sense of killing.

Naturally. Even though we can't help it from here, we're the ones who shot him just running away without doing anything yet. My leg would be sore from being shot by a knight just because I'm still blurred by anger.

Strengthen your legs and you'll finally hit the shield before the thrown debris blows up. Lower the position of the shield to be careful not to be blown off your feet by debris that has fallen into the shield. Much closer to the target's voice, I throw away a shield that blocks my sight. At once his sight opened and he gazed into the blast, and a young man, who would still be a teenager, was on his knees staring at us a few more steps away.

... On the battlefield, killing is easier than letting them live.

"It's okay, if you don't resist, I won't do anything.

I'll give it a try and speak up.

Still, the young man was waving the rubble of his hand as he stared at me. Zero tears dripped from his open eyes to the gap between his eaten and bound teeth. Words still do not reach young people who can only feel killing and hostility.

Put up a gun and watch where you want to aim the young man's hand. If I inflict half the pain again, I could unnecessarily ramble any more special abilities. Instead, I...

Shot and bounced the thrown debris.

Bakiin ', the debris thrown at Bakii bounced back, trying to draw an arc and bouncing it behind the youth.

A young man peeled his eyes and turned back to the bomb as the bomb he tried to throw at me kept flying behind his back. Apparently, you can't undo the explosion yourself. Instead, the explosion on the ground stops because the youth's consciousness is behind it, and I fill that gap all at once.

He's been shot through the leg and can't move. The only person in the center who was letting the ground blow up was safe, but I guess if the debris that was turned into a bomb with his own hands exploded beside him, he wouldn't be safe.

... two more seconds.

I can't get away with it. Grab his arm and pull it closer.

"Ahhh," the young man who raised his voice collapsed next to me, while striking his elbow into the back of his head with his opposite arm.

Cancer, and a young man with an elbow covered with armor, this time he didn't even groan. I picked up the shield I threw away, and shortly after I set it up, the debris exploded.

If I had checked the safety of the youth while absorbing the shock with a shield, I would have hit every forehead from the front to the ground and fallen down.... Shit. I may have wounded you in vain.

After preventing the blast, lower the shield and insert the shackles for the special abilities into his hands, which remain fallen. Then I held him up so that I could see his face slowly, my forehead was rubbing and blood seeping, but I was relieved that it didn't even seem to crack any further.

"Vice Captain Eric."

Looking back at his voice, the knights who had been evacuated were rushing over. Are you all right? I was yelled at and checked the condition of the young man I captured while answering with my hand.

foot shot out by a knight and forehead injury. The rest was so swollen in the back of my head that I got elbowed. This would leave no sequelae.

The young man, still losing his mind, had a clear trace of tears on his earthy face. He was still young when he was released as if he were a weapon in. It could be a good year to say boy. I guess the thin hands and feet were not satisfactorily fed either. In such a state that he was worn in armor that did not correspond to the size of his body, he was not physically capable of being put on a great battlefield. This was true in the defensive battle a year ago, but the slaves on the battlefield are really a way of being treated like people.

Hold him up and see if there was any other damage to the knights. Two horses were hit, but no one was reported injured after that, just as the knights from the same squad rushed in from behind.

At the top of the opening, he said, "It's a boulder." "I didn't know you were going to shoot rubble from that close range." Next, he asked, "Is Deputy Eric hurt or something?" and laughed, "I can handle it."

"It's okay, it's okay. And I'm injured."

Hold every armored young man with a laugh and stand up.

Some of the knights said, "... can't you?" "I did say Deputy Eric didn't have any special abilities..." he muttered, shaking his head if that's not what he meant. I kept him in a safe place, and deposited him with the Knight of the Tenth Squad. We still have pursuit and captivity in our best squad.

Confirm the number of weapons and ammunition remaining, thank you and return the shield. Look around and make sure that no one is vacant in the knight, then say, "Let's go" again.

"Remember, not all of us are protected yet, not all of us in the Radiian army."

A hectic voice returns from the knights in unison.

As soon as he joins the squad with the comms, he tells the main unit to report back to the search party. Running ahead of the knights, a knight running vertically along the building raised his voice, "Looks like there's a battle going on in two places ahead, too."

Fighting, is that some squad fighting? Which squad direction, and one was the direction Captain Alan's squad headed. The other was another most squad squad.

Captain Alan would be fine if he were here. He decided to go to another squad for backup and was ready to fight again before rushing out. My ears are still boisterous because I've heard explosions at close range many times, but other than that I don't seem to have a problem trying to run. In retrospect later, it was a miracle that I was unharmed by the bombing from that distance. If I'm even a little late picking up my shield, I'm about to get myself deeply wounded by a young man.

'Please don't push me. If anything happens to Deputy Eric, I'll cry.'

... inadvertently, a clear voice is too much on my mind as if there was that guy now.

I look around unexpectedly as I run, but there's no way I'm there. "What's wrong?," the knight asked, denying it in one word.

Swallow once in your mouth and face forward. "It's okay," he chanted to that man in his memory, only in his chest, as he put his strength into his clenched fist.

"I'm so glad you're back. Please keep your eyes open for injuries."

... I think it's (...) good to get hurt.

At least, not easily.

As a knight, I know it's impossible on such a battlefield. Still, I don't want to just grieve that guy as much as I can.

"So you don't have one? It's your usual pride. You've met him again.

"Ji... I am,... oh, just..."

Master Pride, smile.

Also, I'd do anything to see you smile like that big wheel of flowers.... I think I can do anything.

When Master Pride found out he was being manipulated, anger and joy came in at the same time. There is hope that we can regain that pride again and... hatred for Crown Prince Adam for driving that pride crazy. I'm sure I'm not the only knight who thought so. If the opponent in front of you, not a radical soldier or a captive, was Prince Adam, I am confident that he will be killed in an instant.

May one day come when you can really get that guy back, laughing without a shadow. I really don't think I would spare even this life for that.

"It's just... then I won't solve it.

Now it's time to get out of my mouth without staying.

I didn't seem to hear anything else with the sound of cutting the wind, but I bit my lips right after so I wouldn't accidentally come out again.

If I die, I'm sure the undone Lord Pride will grieve. That is a pleasure, but...... at the same time we must avoid it at all costs.

If that man wishes me well, he will come prepared to be intact in whatever danger. Otherwise, I'm sure my wish won't come true either. My wounds, my people's damage, my knight's death, everything that afflicts Lord Pride.

I will never forgive you.

That guy's, as a knight.