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

"Oh, what are you doing from waking up?"

Shortly after the door was opened, the roar of the wanded style echoed throughout the room.

Turning to the bright red style of his face, Pride tilts his neck wondering why he is so angry. I got that, and Val looked troublesome, too. "Ah?" He roared with a smile on his face, then loosened his arms and let go of his pride. Then I look around the room from the gaze I threw into the style as I finally realized. When I saw it, I realized it was a hospital room I remember somewhere.

"Captain Arthur Column, what the hell is going on here?"

The voice of the absurd style emanates from the side of the bed in an instant from the front of the door.

Besides, there was a line of pride next to it that should have been on the bed until now. Momentarily moved while in a knee-standing position, Pride repeatedly blinks at Stone and his vision switched while landing on the floor.

When Val tongued that he had recovered his pride from his knees in an instant, he turned his throat ahead of Stile's gaze, as he said. Look, Arthur and Column are holding back by pinching the bed behind their back. Next to it I refrain from doing so with Marie and Lotte, the exclusive samurai of Pride.

Val looked at her ill, wondering if she had been seen in part all the time, but as soon as she noticed the complexion of the two knights, she switched that face to a nitrous and unpleasant grin.

Both Arthur and the column were just as bright red to the ear as Steele's and out of sight of Steele. I glazed my eyes out of focus and also held my breath with my lips tied. Still, I can't hide the lights on my face or the awkwardness as if I've been hit by heat. Val thinks it's not bad to think that he was "not seen" but "showing off" the way the two men and the dedicated samurai are covering their mouths.

"No... well, me and Captain Column have a good look,... ~ Eh.

"I'm sorry, Dear Steele... but even guilty behavior..."

The two men, who managed to squeeze out the words, shut their mouths to make it harder to say more.

Before Val woke up, the Kingsguard knights and the Stiles had been asked many times by Pride, "Don't blame me him for anything he did to me". They've been watching the whole thing with Pride since Val woke up, but they were just holding each other tight. I was definitely going to go in and stop it if it was any more than that, but it didn't turn out to be.

But if we were just holding each other together, we were watched with warm eyes, but the place turned onto the bed because of Val's pulling in pride, making it look like a guilty atmosphere at once.

We both sincerely think that Stayle couldn't help yelling or forcibly retrieving it. But if I had watched the flow from the beginning, I couldn't have gotten in between crying pride and allowing it against Val.

I also thought the distance was too close, but the column sees Pride cuddling with Leon as well and being "loved" in a row. I can't even tell Arthur about people.

"Don't be a jerk, Prince Sama. The Lord wants you to like me.

Mocking Kerakera and his furious style, he finally said, "Hey?," he dares to throw at the column and Arthur.

In the meantime, the style looks back to pride with tremendous momentum in the reaction of Arthur and the column closing his lips even harder. Her eyes opened and she complained, "Is it true?" Besides, Pride desperately looks for words as he wipes his eyes.

"Because I really, really did a lot of terrible things to Val, too. So, I think I deserve to be hit back..."

"What? Didn't you mean about giving me lips, Lord?

"I didn't say that."

Even though it included a corner Val defense, it turns red to the face of Pride to a statement that would make it a piece of wood dust.

He rose momentously from his knee-standing condition and accidentally scratched the hem of his dress and nearly collapsed. Style rushed to support him, but he also nearly fell with him because of the caned condition. Arthur jumps in with a brilliant reflex nerve and takes it before the two fall in.

Val laughed at the Guerraggera at the appearance of the prides in a hurry. The angry pride rebuilt this time with his own feet, swelling his cheeks and staring, but Val remained smiling at Niyaniya.

Conversely, Style, who had been angry until earlier, was more relieved that Val's words were clearly denied. Exhale, flutter with your wand poked and stop standing well. Arthur lent him his shoulder and managed to support him, but his face also remained boiling. While Marie, an exclusive samurai, hurried to move the chair by the style, Val looked nigga and gazed at how pride seemed in a good mood

"Eh Val......?

"... Val?

Val opened his eyes to two voices that were blurred with melted voices.

The two men, who didn't wake up when Stayle yelled at them, were raising their faces as they rubbed their eyes against each other. Val silently looked back at the two of them, thinking that it was very late for them to wake up. Then, the two expressions that awaken step by step harden to amazement. Wake up, wake up flat and look up at him looking down at ourselves

"" Val "" Val ""

At the same time, I jumped.

Not long before the columns stopped him, he went up to bed with his shoes and jumped straight into Val's chest. A scratch screamed at the boulder at the impact of two people spreading their hands and literally rushing into their chests. Guh, the groan leaks as if he was stabbed, trying to be pushed down and falling into bed. Val with his face in pain, but neither Cefek nor Chemetho noticed and rode straight up on Val.

Ouch, I wanted to yell at you for retreating, but I also lost the temper to be angry at the two people who saw their necks and torso around me, crying and calling me "Val" repeatedly.

Only the wound was lucky enough not to be compressed, but after taking a blow all over her body, she is placed under the age of ten and fourteen, making her completely immobile.

I give up and look up heavily at the ceiling, and I recall speaking of it after I got stabbed and fell. I was somewhat convinced that they were worried, but it still seemed like a big deal. In retrospect, Pride was also a lot bigger from Val.

I tried to make myself kill Chemetho and Sefek, but it was Tippet, not Pride, who stabbed Val. And yet if you think you've been crying that far, you're even weirdly embarrassed. So the kid roared, sick of it, and Sefek slapped him on the shoulder like he'd hit eight.

"Eh... wake up, come on! Too late... oh,... really... dead... eh.

Hiku...... and snickered up, to Sefek, angry as he wiped his eyes with sheets over Val's neck, he said, "Ahhh?" and return it powerless.

He turned his arm and placed his hand on its head from his back so that he could hold Sefek with one arm. Then, hiccup! Hiccups kept crying, and she just strangled Val with both arms again.

"Good..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Chemetho also follows Sefek.

Kemeto, who similarly rang his throat, snuggling and letting out his words as he cut them again and again, wiped his eyes with his own sleeve as he grabbed around Val's torso.

Understand the meaning of Chemetho's words while placing the opposite hand on Chemetho's head. Perhaps he did not say that the knights and prides could enhance their abilities to others in order to hide their special abilities, as he had said. That was great. I tried to hammer him appropriately, but I dared to swallow it there in front of the prides, who were also watching me.

"... didn't you just sleep overnight?

Fucking kids. And, instead, I'm going to be evil.

With his hands on their heads, staring at the ceiling with a laid back look, Suddenly Style peered into himself. Still looking at Val's sight with a slightly angry expression, Stayle looked down at him with one hand holding the wand and one hand holding the black edge of his glasses.

"It is only natural to worry about (...) three (...) days (...) while you are being treated by a good doctor and special abilities.

Ahhhhh and for the first time there Val's complexion changes.

I roughed up my voice, tried to wake up my body, but they still crush me and I can't move. You can't just jump back and forth, but if you just wake up and stare at the style, your chilling gaze returned.

"Three days have already passed since the recapture. The doctor also told me that if I didn't wake up this evening, I should change my diagnosis.

Style slammed the floor with a cane to show his anger at Val for saying so.

I was flabbergasted by that clap again, but now I endure it with my opposite foot, and I stick my absolute zero glance at Val even more. I pointed to Sefek and Chemetho, who just hug Val with their jaws, all the time saying "look".

"Sefek and Chemetho also kept waiting for you to wake up regardless of morning, day or night.

So what? Val finally understands why the two people sensitive to people's signs didn't happen at all.

On top of the lack of sleep, it was only three hours before he woke up that the two of them slept long before Val even woke up to the limit last night. For three days, the two of them kept waiting for Val to wake up without living comfort, barely even eating through their throats.

Val, who understands why the two cry so much, turns a blind eye without even being able to say it back to Stayle.

I figured out why, but I distorted my face in a nasty way wondering why I was so stunned by the style. I also wonder if I simply still have what I just did in my roots, but now I was more distracted and distracted by the three days of Cefek and Chemetho.

Neither one of us will leave as Val sees it. Without even raising his face, Val had no choice but to shake his shoulders and hike his throat. Val slapped that back gently from his head.

"... I thank you, too.

Boom, a lurking voice descended from Style's mouth.

To a sudden special victory, Val lurked his eyebrows and looked up at the style, not knowing what he meant. Then Style, who once tied his mouth strong with a still unhappy look, opens its mouth again.

"Prince Leon took his life because of you, too. I'm still absolutely at peace, but without you... I wouldn't have helped.

At the end of the day, Style frowned slightly as he maximized his voice to care for pride.

With Leon's name out, Val hangs the words "hey wait" as he raises a single eyebrow. I understand Leon was alive, but speaking of which, I'm just a little concerned about what he's doing now. But Style goes on to say the words, ignoring all the things Val says he's never known about his mood like that.

"Tiara and King Cedric's brother are grateful to you too. If you hear you've recovered, you'll come to see me soon.

He gave the information unilaterally and finally said, "Absolutely at rest for a while".

That's all they said and shredded the time to ask, Val returns it with just a tongue slap. I think biting any more makes me feel like I'm worried and uncomfortable. Oh well, I deviated from the style by the face as I later told him to throw.

"Don't hesitate to say anything you want or reward you want. Let's make it happen whenever possible.... but I can't break the contract.

"I'm not interested.

Val, dismissing Steele's lurking voice, paid him off with his hands just because he didn't want to be in sight anymore while he was out of line.

But soon afterwards, I realized that I couldn't get enough of it, and I pointed at the two people hanging over me to the style.

"Do something with the kids.

Drop it off. And show Cefek and Chemetho who have fallen asleep on themselves again at some point.

"The thread of tension must have been cut. Fatigue also builds up if you can't sleep properly.

Saying so, Style nodded tirelessly, calling out to the column he was on his side.

Val thinks it's still a familiar room if you look around the room just with your eyes behind you. If I appropriately found myself in the same room that I was transported to three years ago, I exhaled fed up.

Ambulance building adjacent to the Knights' Exercise.

A special room for that heavy town. The column held Chemetho first to sleep on the sofa provided there. but if I lifted him up who was also grabbing Val's blanket while asleep, they even caught him with me to the blanket. If the column gently tried to remove it from Chemetho's hand so as not to wake him up, Val woke up slightly first and abusively stripped it from Chemetho's hand.

Encourage the column by making sure to pay by hand with Cefek holding him with one arm while he is wrapped around his neck. Just turned his back on Val, who silently expressed his will to roll Chemetho onto the couch, and the column carefully put Chemetho to sleep on the couch.

Val continued, trying to push Sefek too, but now if the column tried to hold him, he couldn't take Sefek's arm with Val's neck on it. Depressedly distorting his face, Val still did his best to unwrap Sefek's arm around his neck abusively.

The column frowned silently at the way the two continued and too cluttered, but still held Cefek politely with both arms without saying anything, letting him sleep on the couch just like Chemetho. They both have the same sleeping face, and the column knots their mouths small to let tears pass through their closed eyes. Not only Chemetho, but even Cefek, who was already fourteen years old and stretched out his hands and legs, had that sleeping face young.

"... I'd like to ask, how can I grow up to be such a good person if you're nothing else?

"I don't remember growing it myself.

Val finally wakes her body up again answers the style she throws at Val holding the edge of her glasses with her cane on.

Released from the weight for two, Val looked sharply at the two people who could hang blankets on the column. And just one more time, when I tried to ask him how he was doing to check with Stayle or someone on the spot.

"P, Dear Ride, Dear Pride! Are you okay?"

Please hold on! Everyone looks back at Arthur's voice screaming.

Seeing, the pride that had been silent all along until just now was grazing. "It's... okay..." he said, laughing powerlessly. Pride fell to collapse into Arthur the next moment.

Val peeled off his eyes and said, "Lord," but the wound hurts. I can't move any further. Arthur hugged Pride with both arms, who let go of consciousness at the same time as the style moved beside Pride with instant movement.

Style speaks up "Pride" and confirms her breathing.

I thought you said, "Please don't push."

"Ahhh hey! What the hell happened?"

Val roughs up her voice on the style screaming bright blue in her face. As the column hurried and called the doctor from outside the room, Stayle looked back to Val with a mixed glare and killing eye.

"It's just like Sefek and the others. You've been following you for three days and three nights."

Ha, ha, and more than that, Val was also utterly speechless.

I wondered why the First Princess, also a victim of the recapture war, was accompanying herself, but I didn't even have to ask. In retrospect of Pride's reaction when he woke up, that was the answer as it was.

Put the blatant Val down and speak to Arthur saying that Style can't wait for the doctor to get Pride to bed first. Arthur, the Kingsguard knight, after his pride disappeared on a moment's journey with the column and her dedicated maids continued, Style raved his voice into the hallway saying, "Is the doctor still there?" Style, leaving the room with his cane, yelled at Val, "You've got to keep him company now," leaving him to the guard and the samurai who were holding him back outside the door.

'Mother.... in that matter, I have one favor to ask. Please forgive me.'

After the recapture war, Pride wished on Rosa, the queen.

'In this case, there are those who are still awake. He helped Prince Leon from me with a serious injury. So I want to stay with him until he wakes up.'

The princess was a common man... rather with her priors. Naturally Rosa, the king's mate Albert, and the regent's Vest didn't look good either.

But I can't stand in the way of Leon's rescue and the credit for stopping Pride from dyeing my hands. There was also the backing of Tiara, Cedric and Jilbel at the time, which was only allowed until Val woke up, provided that he was bound to place the Kingsguard knight together.

And as declared, she spent most of her time waiting with Sefek and the others for Val to wake up, taking time out of Leon's visit, meals, etc.

She hardly slept from the day before the recapture battle, fought a fierce battle, and cried so much that she accumulated physical and mental fatigue that she never slept in bed before.

Val, the contributor to this one, was transferred to the ambulance building of those who were co-located in the safe Knights Exercise Ground the day after the recapture battle at the hands of Steele, but it was also a necessary procedure in the sense of reducing the burden of pride coming and going with Leon's room.

Sleeping on a chair unfamiliar as a princess, conscious of her inability to take physical fatigue, Pride nevertheless continued to wait with the Sefeks for Val to wake up.... and now that the thread of tension is finally broken, she went to sleep trying to lose her mind.

Results. Val falls into bed with his head in one hand to the fact that he has been monopolizing the pride he has just regained in the recapture fight for longer than anyone else. Now that I can move, I think half the time I'm going to be killed by people who admire pride.

"It's a pain in the ass...

Still.

Val struck his tongue again at himself wishing that this reality was not a dream.