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

"Ahh! A boulder! That's not amazing, Leon!

Laughing, she avoids.

It's incredibly easy, jumping off my bullet. I wondered if anyone in the castle would notice what she looked like dancing in the universe at a height that should be difficult to move, jumping and even crossing stone walls, but there was no response. If it was the Knights, it would be a good time to rush me.... I mean, this is so far away. The ladder has climbed quite a bit, and I guess it's hard to get a combat sound. A peek through the gap in the crest emptied on the wall would have confirmed the general position, but... unfortunately it doesn't seem to give me time to confirm that.

Pah!

"Isn't it horrible to see something like me? Ahaha! I get jealous."

If you show a gap, a gun will be released from your pride in an instant.

I just looked out a little bit, and the next moment, it was aimed precisely at me. Avoiding too early shooting, the first shot was dangerous by plundering the hair.... If I hadn't avoided it, I would have been shot through the head for sure. The bullet now would have definitely hit her too if she hadn't brought her attention back to her immediately. How the hell did she get this far?

"... that's an amazing arm. When did you practice?

"You are the one. It's hard to avoid, isn't it?

Laughing with sincere pleasure, she glistened her beautiful purple eyes.

I've hardly ever removed a gun before, although it's hard to say. When pirates attacked me on the way to trade, in a defensive battle, and today, I never took it off aim before. Yet I haven't hit my pride once yet. Everything is beautifully avoided. It's with me when I aim at her back, as if I knew a bullet would fly away in an instant.

"Hey? Leon. … how many more rounds will you turn into live ammunition?

She throws it at me with a tearing grin. [M] If I rest my hands even though it's hard to say, I snap my hair with my fingers like a bore.

Two more anesthesia guns, and all that's left is live ammo. I say, "I don't know," and I do the gun once. [M] With the sword of her right hand rested with both hands, her grin pulled up further. Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I read her fat muscles and if I received them with a blade, a fierce metal noise sounded. If you use your weight to bounce back as you gain momentum, she will honestly jump back. After all, I seem to remember the sword just like the gun. Though I thought maybe with all those gun arms. But if you use the weight difference, you also have a winning chance. A sword would be in my favor if I brought it into a power battle in a meeting. [M]

"I knew it was a boulder, huh?" The perfect prince.

He sounded like a fool, and only those eyes seemed very happy for some reason.

Disgust or rhetoric. I don't know what she means about losing herself. [M] Now he gave me momentum and jumped as soon as he could. I even jump over my height and go around behind my back. If I put the live ammunition gun first behind my back from my nose the moment I thought it would be slashed and then looked back, it was still right after she was sworn. Pittari, and the gun is stuck and the movement stops. I just kept the end of my mouth pulled up so I could still afford that look.

"... it's not perfect. I haven't been able to save you yet.

If it's perfect, they've already stopped her.

I still scold myself in my heart for not even being able to stop a princess who should be weaker than me, the prince, if I still haven't worked hard enough.

And to my response, she opens her mouth and she laughs, and she says, "What is that? answered." To a mocking voice and that way of laughing that I don't think is royal...... my chest hurts.

"You're perfect, aren't you? Leon. Unlike me, there's not a single flaw. Everyone believes in you, everyone loves you. I'm sure you'll kill me, but I won't blame you. Wow!

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha and laughs again.

I don't know what's wrong. However, a laugh that seemed heartily entertaining and exciting made my chest squirm badly this time. Pride, I called it small but it didn't arrive because of her own laughter. Now I strain my throat a little bit more and throw it at her, whose laughter was about to subside.

"... you, too, are believed. Everyone is still moving to help you. [M] Everyone loves you now."

"I'm not loved anymore.

... Suddenly, a lower voice than ever was released from her.

As if rejecting my words, I drink my breath without thinking of a clear voice that blocks me.

With the end of his mouth pulled up, only his eyes did not host the light as dead. As if it was a lie that shimmered until just now.

Pride......? and called it again, and now it reached her ear. With her gun pointing at her, she lowers the sword she shook up at me without hesitation. They take it in the barrel, and the metal resonates with each other. A long sword tip aimed at my shoulder stopped moving next to my neck. Tilt the barrel so it doesn't slip into your neck as it is and protect your neck.

"You told me, didn't you? Leon, after the defense, I was loved by everyone.... but not anymore.

No laughter, a quiet voice is emitted.

What the hell is she talking about? Her thoughts, offended by madness, were like chaos itself. There's no way she's not loved. Even now, all these people are desperate to stop her.

Why, I ask aloud. Then she laughed like she'd make a fool of herself this time and said, "Don't you see?" I returned it with a question and went on.

"'Cause this is what the Freesian kingdom is all about, I hope?... you can't be forgiven.

Aha, she laughed in her voice as she shook in the sky. I was uncomfortable with a grin that wasn't in my mind earlier, and I told her the truth.

"... you are being manipulated by Prince Adam. Everyone is still desperate to get you back.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Leon, are you here to convict me?

She waves her sword again after distorting her face so she doesn't understand.

No, he plays the fat muscle in the barrel, which also appears to be a throw released before he answers that, and sets it up again.

Still, she is not frightened. Slowly poke it in front of me without stopping the blade that was bounced, as if you knew I wouldn't shoot you.

"It's time to get serious, Leon. If you don't stop me here, the war will fly to my beloved kingdom of Anemone.

Words, they don't arrive.

She doesn't accept my words. [M] I don't doubt my will, I want a blade or a gun.... wants to be killed, I hope.

In the next moment, Pride shook out his sword violently. It's not like before, it's a real sword. Her sword speed and arms are awesome while keeping a gun in one hand. Because you've decided you're no match for me, you attack me with speed and skill, not force. I avoid it with my sword with my gun in one hand in the same way and keep playing it. Drop the attack and release the word instead of concentrating on preventing her sword.

"Pride, my words are true. Everyone still loves you. [M] I still believe I can get you back.

"I don't love you, I don't even believe you.... Hey, Leon? If you don't want to kill me, just get off the stage. If you don't like that..."

Kang! And now I can play up my prevented sword as it is.

Her figure disappeared in an instant as soon as her gaze went ahead of her when she was bounced. I thought I jumped up again, and at the same time they kicked me in the foot and paid me off. Not up, it was too late when I understood that I crouched down, and my body was released into space on my back. Her eyes, which raised her torso, glow in abuse.

"I'll pull you down.

Zung,. Something pierced my shoulder.

It was on the verge of severe pain rushing through my brain that I realized that was the sword of pride. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"That's right, that's right, that's right." What you don't have is that you're different, right? Then there's no problem at the Bad End.

She spins another unexplained word.

With my shoulder pierced, the tip of my sword is fixed with her hand in stone folds. She is stopped from sewing her shoulders and looks up at her pregnant with madness. This situation is bad. I move only my wrist and shoot her in the shoulder without moving my shoulder. [M]

Pa Pa Pa Pa and live ammo plundered her dress away from her body.

The power to sew me weakened, and I grabbed her sword with my opposite hand in the gap and pulled it out at once. Blood overflowed, and he ate and tied his teeth to the pain that ran through his whole body. Rising and shaking her hand apart, Pride jumped back two steps. Standing up holding his shoulders, laughing challengingly at me, I lay my sword again.

"... now you've really targeted your shoulder, haven't you?

You can do it if you want, her eyes lit up again somewhere fun.

Word is a glimmer of sweat dripping down your pride forehead on your back.

Exhale to mislead the pain, and I hold my left shoulder. Blood doesn't stop. No, not for hemostasis now. I answered her question to distract me from my impatience. [M]

"I told you. He said he was prepared to hurt you.... If I could, I would have liked to have done it with some anesthesia.

I can't get the force right in my left arm and I can't get my hands up.

If I put my sword in my right hand and let her point the gun at her again just by the force of my wrist with my arms down, I peeled my teeth and raised my jaw. That look, which can also be taken as vicious, was truly separate from the pride I know.

I explore my nostalgia with my sword-held hand, wondering if I could take it back to the anesthesia gun while she was taking between. Then before that I slowly walked over with a grin my pride pulled up again.... somewhere, with a brutal grin.

"Then hurt me more.

They fired the gun again.

If I tried to jump sideways from body to body and avoid it, the bullet hit the wall in the position where my heart was. Shortly after I confirmed that, if I turned my face to her again, I would have just popped my sword into one hand again. I'm violently wielded. Keep playing that. Kickin ', kickin', kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking. They're trying to obstinately attack the left shoulder side. Shoot an anesthesia gun to kill her momentum.

He hit the swords against each other at a moment when his neck alone was avoided but his attention missed, pushing them back all at once. Her back turns against her, and a critical and her own sword approaches its face. If it's one hand to the other, I win with power. [M]

"Pride, I'll tell you as many times as I can. You are being manipulated. And everyone still loves you.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh.......... So maybe you?

She dares to retreat and crouch as she continues to be pushed by my sword.

Still, if I hadn't changed my center of gravity and, conversely, stuck my sword around her neck in a crouched state from above, the movement would have stopped. Instead, he looks up at me with the grin he pulls up. [M]

"Oh, I love you, too. As an ally, I take you wholeheartedly.

There is no stray, there is no falsehood in this word. That's why I want to save you.

I throw a gun behind my back with less ammo as I cautioned her with my sword and stopped moving. With his arms not up, he managed to reach the anesthesia gun in his clothes by moving only his elbow joint. And then if we take away her movements with this,

"You're lying.

... I need to hear it.

In my head, I instinctively thought so.

Her words were like sharp blades, as if my heart had been pierced for some reason even though I was the one poking the sword at her.

Put your strength into the hand that grabbed the anesthesia gun and be conscious not to drop it. If I stared at her with my own eyes, she would be looking up at me again with those pulled up mouth ends and cloudy eyes.

Forget her shoulder pain laughing like a broken doll. As rejection creeps up, she moves her mouth out as if she didn't see it. Don't talk, I shot an anesthesia gun once before that and I was avoided just lifting my leg.

"Are you lying?... so you really don't want to kill me.

She laughed like a bummer and attraction, as if something was on the move.

That's not true, with that leopard weirdly cold spine, returns the words. She briefly returned the words, wondering if so.

"If I officially get this country, even if I'm going to attack the kingdom of Anemone this time?

"I won't let that happen. This is how you came to stop it before then.

"To kill me?

"To stop.

Return it to her with as calm a voice as possible.

She smiled at me with her mouth shut as she tried to lick me.

The tip of the sword smashed its thin throat.

"………………"

The unpleasant feeling was conveyed through the sword into my hands. Surprised, I jump back from sword to sword. [M]

There was blood seeping through his little wound from Pride's throat as he laughed. I didn't stab you from me, I came stabbing myself so that the pride that was stuck in my throat would come forward.

I'm desperate to hear what... She must be trying me.

"Ahhh? I don't know if that's a good idea, pull it off.

Pride walks up to me with a deep laugh, even though I had a chance to kill him in the corner.

Put up the sword again and restrain it. Retargeting and shooting left wrist, but avoided again. On the contrary, this time she jumped in to me without setting up a sword.... to me with a sword, straight.

No way, no way, no way. Pride is coming straight to my sword while I think it's going to be. Stab, pride, sword.

Lose your fear and retreat your sword behind your back, kicking her from the side instead. Was the attack from the side unexpected, this time hit, the pride rolled over the stone fold.

I tell women, and I'm stuck breathing myself for kicking pride, and it's still something I was ready for. Keep it up, if only she wouldn't stand up.

"Pfft...... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Leon! I know you don't love me.

Laughs out with pride rolling.

I want to block my eyes from looking too ugly as a woman. I glanced at him and released the anesthesia gun a few times, but every time he rolled and was avoided. Why did you hit the kick and not a single gun? "I love you," I say again, staring at her to avoid.... Still, all I came back with was a "lie" word. I opened my mouth to pull the yarn as Pride pleasantly said, "Well" when I wondered why I was so stubborn and why this was also the special ability of Crown Prince Adam.

"Leon is not the kind of person who kicks someone he loves.

Eww.

Unexpectedly, he leaves after a few steps. I can't take my eyes off her with regret that I shouldn't have asked.

WHY, WHY, WHY... Pride now speaks in such, usual words like hers.

... Woohoo, I knew she was a pride.

"It's not a sin, is it? You were injured first. It's just... there's no way you could do this if you really loved me.

No, I love you. I really love you. As an ally! As a woman! I've always loved you since I met you as a princess. What do you like about your kicks? That's just because you try to be pierced by my sword yourself...

"You want to kill me, don't you? The truth is, there's no way you're gonna give me such a scratch if you don't.

Laughing with a mess, Pride showed his neck still thin and bloody with his hands. It's the wound I put on it. I, with this sword... no, pride, that's pride from me.

"This is the last time, choose? You will die or you will kill me.

Ahaha! and pride comes close again with a laugh.

I don't know what that means. She should be avoided, she can avoid bullets. I know why she hurts herself. The sword in her hand is not a decoration. I know she showed off her brilliant swordsmanship earlier.

Yet she no longer tries to use her sword. I don't do anything as if waiting for me to slash me, rather I rub myself against the blade.

No way, it's a lie, my left wrist releases an anesthetic bullet desperately trying to stop her leg, even though I'm sure she thinks I can't. Yet no matter how many times she shoots, she avoids. Avoid everything and lean on me again. [M] Finally, I have one more anesthesia gun left.

Drop the empty gun and hold the last anesthesia gun in your hand. He spreads his hands wide with pride holding his sword and gun so that he can hold me with each blade.

Disgusting, I get incredible feelings about pride. Don't come, even with your sword, it still moves as if you haven't seen it. A hardened sword as it stood cut the shoulder of her dress and scratched her beautiful skin. I couldn't bear to pull the blade from me, and she made me laugh again.... I am not at all afraid of a blade entering my body.

I lay my sword on my hips, with my free right hand, and now I try to hold her down. Grab and hold on so you can't pull the trigger on every hand of hers with the gun. Then the sword was unleashed from Pride to aim at close range. He escapes by twisting his body and jumping into the other side of the slash trying to cut off my arm. The recoil hurt my shoulder, but now it's more pride than that.

Relax, I've made up my mind, even if I hurt her, to stop. I got myself back. To make sure she doesn't lose any more place to go...! To protect the kingdom of Friesia that she loved, to save her in a true way, I...

"I told you to choose, didn't I?

Chaki.

Shortly after the cold voice,...... a sharp blade was poked at the neck of the peel.

Lose words on too many things. Shortly after all the blood at once and my shoulders went up and down like cramps, I couldn't even breathe. Silently staring at the blade, I gently moved the anesthesia gun with my wrist. As soon as she does, she gently presses the blade against her neck without hesitation. Even if you don't like the fact that blood is easily conveyed and if you do a strange imitation, you are going to push and kill without hesitation.

I sue him to whisper in a lower voice, "Stop me" by accident.

I already know, it's not a threat. She didn't hesitate to do so now. I was struck by the feeling of my throat drying up. Tension to the muscles of the feet, hands under the armor are terribly damp. I moved my head desperately instead of my body, which was deprived of movement.... What do we do? How can I...

I can get the blade off his (...) female (...) neck (...) or (...) et al (...).

I keep thinking about her. [M]

He pulled up the end of his mouth delightfully and looked at me with his eyes shitty. Enjoy like a child who finds a new toy.

Not on top of this, put the hostages in it.