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

- I was scared.

The moment I tried to strangle Tiara, my physical freedom stopped working.

I'm not killing the protagonist, Tiara. Simply makes it look that way. I strangled him up and tormented him, and that's how I thought someone would kill me.

I can also see Tiara's painful face. When Tiara is killed, I can see the faces of everyone who is frightened and confused. Fun. Pleasant. When you see that sweet face. I thought that over and over, and yet...

.................. I can't.

It's like I'm tied to a slave contract. I can't help it with my own will.

Until now, I could not hesitate to hurt or suffer. I couldn't wait for that to be fun and fun......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Sister"

Only Tiara can't be hurt.

I don't want to hurt this girl. I don't want to, if I shouldn't, my whole body rejects it.

It's not my intention. You don't listen to what your body says like you've been ruled by something more than that. I couldn't breathe, and my mouth was terribly dry. I couldn't help myself trying to strangle my thin neck. And I couldn't resist.

'... I am so sad that your sister is gone'

As scary as it is, Tiara's words penetrate my heart.

That's such a lie, it's just a kind word, so what? I can tell you as much as I want, but I don't have a voice.

There is me who accepts her words incredibly.

I can't bounce, I don't doubt, I can't listen, I can't refuse. I can't even refuse to say a word. I'm forced to pour it into the back like a water blame.

"Very sad."

The moment I accepted the word, my chest became so bitter that it was cut a thousand times.

Pain runs all over my body the moment I don't reject it and swallow everything exactly the meaning and intent of the word. Unparalleled by the pain of previous wounds, severe pain pushes in.

Tiara said she didn't want to grieve. I felt terrible rejection. The moment I thought this kid was going to be sad, it made me sad for some reason.

You can't kill Tiara, you don't want to kill her, you can't hurt her, you don't want to hurt her, you don't want to make her sad.

Dominated by emotions, distorted vision.

It gets hot to the back of my throat and heavy so that my body can be paralyzed. Something tells me from my eyes that I'm blurry, and gradually I get wet from neck to chest and my throat cramps up.

Even myself, I don't know why I'm crying. However, defeat eroded my toes if I just couldn't resist this kid in front of me.

From Tiara's hand trying to wipe her tears, she runs desperately against her face.

I can't move like my leg was hit by a pile, and I can't do anything if I want to poke it in my fear. My body barely moves like it was in a gold bondage.

I can't resist this kid.

I desperately think why.

Meanwhile, his legs shudder, and he collapses from his knees without stopping trembling or crying.

I can't get rid of that hand I was drawn to. I want to wrap it around that thin white arm that holds me tight. Eat and bind your teeth, and if you want to fight them, you can't. No matter how much the will wants to resist, the body doesn't know what to say.

I can't help but be scared, scared, scared, scared of this kid burying his face on my shoulder. Because they're the main characters? No. Even in the game, I abused Tiara as much as I could, and I refused, and I was fine with suffering and hurting her. Bad End could have killed me. There's no way I can't hurt Tiara.

Tears kept flowing and Tiara held me tight...... I remember.

- Yes, I am.

He fell at Tiara's birthday and woke up. Ever since then.

Always, always kept Tiara away.

Stay away from me, I need you to stay away. If it's true, even though I should have hurt that kid too as a bad sister as a lass boss, I couldn't...

Avoid that kid when you realize it, don't think about it, play it as much as you can, just that kid for the one you suffer from. Yes (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...) and (...). (...) If it's true, you have to be hated by that kid who's the protagonist, but you have to hurt him, but... stay out of it.

I kept pretending not to notice the very existence without asking anyone where that child was or what was going on. I didn't want to get involved, I kept avoiding only Tiara before I knew it. I couldn't even hit the water directly when that kid first showed up. Simply sprinkle with water and make the best of it. Yes, I have been since then...

─ Tiara was terrified.

I knew I couldn't resist this kid.

From the moment I saw it in front of me, I knew I couldn't resist it if I couldn't do harm to this child. All this time, I was afraid of the only tiara in the world that couldn't hurt me. The very existence of this child surpasses all my driving forces.

Why? Since when? Why, what...

"Sister.... If you die, you will never have a happy ending.

Liar, that's not true, you don't know, you can't spit it out if you want to put it in words that you don't understand.

I don't reject this voice like the sound of a bell... Instead of words, all the tears just overflow, and even if you manage to speak out, it only turns into whimpering.

I'll take this kid's words again. Even if I don't like it, even if I want to reject it, I can't resist it.

─... Since when?

"What, the late............?

Over and over again, I whimpered and that was the only word I could squeeze out.

I can't stop crying enough to wither, I can't even scratch it, I just hang a few fingers on Tiara's arm as she hugs me. Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's all I coughed up with my tears.

He can't resist, he can't breathe, he wants to run. It far surpasses my earlier desire to be killed.

The next response to my inquiry was not immediate.

The vision seeped with tears can't capture anything. Only blurred vision, my own breath, Tiara's voice and presence dominate me.

Funny, I can't believe you're so much better than Tiara.

Even in the game, I do lose to Tiara at the end. On the stay route, he was killed with a knife, even on other attacker routes -...

"............... because I saw it.

Poop, my heart stops in the small voice that squealed.

Of the slightest voice I can only hear, I know what that word means.

Her voice, somewhere ready, seemed to mix with her worries.

"I predicted. Your death, the future of the kingdom of Friesia................ I, too, have the power of prediction.

I'm sorry I kept my mouth shut. And to Tiara's words, which speak quietly, the whole surrounding area, not just me, reinforced the color of tension and bewilderment.

A large number of people can hear a slight breathtaking noise at the same time. Naturally, there's only one predictive ability in decades. Because it is a special ability that only men who become kings can have.

Listening to Tiara, Blur and I recall the game confrontation scene.

I predicted the future of your late kingdom of Friesia, and I have the power of prediction.

"I can see…… Pride Royal Ivy… There is no future for you anymore…"

For the protagonist Tiara, he says so with perseverance to me, who was the object of fear.

But why? If Tiara's prediction is that I'm dead properly, why won't anyone kill me? Why do you say it doesn't end happily?

'Cause if you're right about the game, you're waiting for me after this...

"Sister. ……… the future of your loss is so sad……

That's what Tiara told you, moments.

"It happened.

Tiara Royal Ivy. The protagonist of this world.

Facing me, the queen, and showing one scale in the process as well, she awakens its predictive abilities in the climax confrontation scene.

… ten years ago. That's what I've always known since I remembered my last life.

She shows me, the queen, the power she awakens. Besides, I don't even think I'm leaving it out of my mouth, in an unquestionable way.

A predictor who should only be born once every few decades. There is no way that her, the second of them, protagonist, is inferior to Lasbos.

In the final phase of the game, the protagonist is set to exert a power far superior to his opponent.

That's why Tiara's ability to predict isn't just to predict.

Let me see.

It seeped through with tears, and "it" widened to the view that nothing should be seen.

Not from the eyes, the footage gets poured into my head on its own.

On purpose, this time I hear the sound around me as if my hearing had finally functioned properly.

Cedric, Style, Arthur, and the knights all leaked their voices on this occasion. Naturally. That was visible not only to Tiara and me in the game, but also to the attackers we were with. I'm sure Tiara is showing them here too.

The "future" she predicted.