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

"Close guard, Jack Douglas.

The moment its name was called, the venue sprung up again.

The Prince, followed by the Knights Commander, dances with the First Princess, only six of whom are allowed. One of the guards specifically invited as a guest this time was allowed to do so.

I was so stunned that no one on the spot as well as Jack himself had a voice in the nomination besides nobility, other royalty and knights.

Knights and guards, no. Few knights belong from aristocratic patterns, and knights themselves are titles. There is also a considerable position, and if you descend under the castle, the people will often worship you as a knight.

But the guards are the only soldiers most of whom were hired. During his duties, he is also given considerable rights for escort and security, but even if he takes off his uniform, he is no different from the people. Even the squire and the samurai who work in the castle do not change their position so much. Compared to the Knights, who boast an absolute power, some people see themselves as "not capable enough to be knights." A human being in such a position took precedence over a senior human being invited to a celebration.

The guards were rather far more shocked than the guests who had been informed in advance about inviting the guards and their treatment.

"Jack!"

Naturally, even for him.

Even after being called by name, pride lifts up his voice from the floor to unbelievably relieve him.

From her gaze, she turned her gaze toward him so that guests who didn't know which guard Jack was would also hit. Now Jack, who doesn't even know if what's happening in front of him is real, just stopped breathing because of that gaze of rain. The question fills my head as to why I am.

Anyway, you can't keep the First Princess waiting, that's all that drove her to move her strong legs. The other guards wanted to lend a hand to Yotayota and his usual improbable walk, but they couldn't move. Jack, an oligarchy but not bad hit, is liked by the same guards. However, he did not have the courage to push his back safely on this occasion now, or even to get the attention of the higher echelons alone, to the human opponents nominated by the First Princess.

Everybody paves the way for Jack with his legs rolling. Even though he is always on the side of making way, which is usually a guard. Moreover, the eyes of all of them were close to admiration and envy for humans given the visible title "Nomination from Pride" rather than jealousy or contempt.

Furthermore, a round of applause was raised, beginning with the royals and knights, to welcome him. The sound of soft applause wrapped around the patch blocks Jack's ear. My feet get heavy as I want to hesitate as I approach under dazzling lighting. Then.

deliberately, and the guest waved enough to strike out the sound of that applause.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. … it's okay…"

Because Pride picked Jack up from the floor himself.

Jack's leg finally stops at her as she walks from the front to herself in a light foothold. He doesn't know how to deal with the situation of the First Princess picking herself up.

But to his pride, who looks up at himself worryingly in front of him, he rounds his eyes as if he had noticed now, I think.

The dance is against pride, he said.

With that in mind, my body suddenly became lighter.

The body moves to a completely different purpose when it tries to show an apology for making you wait for the pride in front of you. He lifts his arms, lifts his fists, and stretches them out to his pride while he lowers them to reduce tension.

Pride received that hand to invite him to dance, which he could only reach out from Jack, a man, with a full grin.

Grab his hand to wrap it with both hands, and pull his hand toward the dance floor. "Let's go!" If desired with a bouncing voice, my leg moved like an earlier weight was a lie.

It is the First Princess who is pulling her own hand. Everyone wanted it back in this recapture, the first heir to the throne of this country. A special one loved and sought by many people… not.

She's just a fine grown girl I've seen since I was a young girl.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it!

I've seen it for over a decade, a young girl who was my best.

The girl grew up to invite herself to dance like this now. He takes his own hand and tries to lead without making a fool of himself, which he may never have danced or anything else.

Under dazzling lighting, she laughs heartily and joyfully that she can dance with herself, and takes her feet, she is undoubtedly her well-acquainted pride.

Until he was considered a Kingsguard, it was not even at four or six o'clock for him to be a Guardian of Pride. But still, he was hired at the castle, and he has seen the figure of Pride, the first princess, many times as a guard and escort. When I was born, I was delighted all over the country, and I asked many times the guard, who was also a senior, that Rosa, my mother, loved me no more.

And Jack kept his mouth shut, just like the rest of the guards, about that sight she had grown into a self-centered self serving, distorted since she was thrust away and slapped in the pussy. Their job is to protect.... it's not about getting involved, it's not about that right either.

At that time, he was neither old enough nor in a position to be entrusted with the royal life zone escort, simply because she was "understaffed" around him. I'll let you quit immediately. "They'll make you quit, they'll hunt you down. While beside the honorable royalty, there was no one who wanted to follow there, which was the most hated in the castle.

His desire to assign a pride escort on that fateful day in the midst of all that, and her reaching out not to fall out the window, when she was eight, were far greater factors than for the First Princess.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. I really wanted to dance with Jack.

Jack thinks as he returns his words briefly to her, who laughs with a sorry frown in front of her.

I'm sure that if I were you right now, I'd be able to throw myself just for pride without any other factors. Because pride is already like a sister or daughter to Jack, who knows pride from an early age.

From then on, she turned into a kind princess, grew up,... and thought she was "back." Then I did absolutely nothing to regain my pride. There is no stopping pride from escaping from the tower of separation, for even during the recapture war he was always attached to the escort of the samurai who took refuge in the basement of the castle by order.

"It's really annoying to the guards but it's terrible... I thought it would be difficult for them to do this now, but I still wanted to give it back to you guys.

... If you mean to give it back, it has already been returned.

Not reluctantly, just as a matter of fact, Jack thought so in his chest.

He's not the only one. None of the guards invited here were dissatisfied with pride.

Even the guards who were directly wounded by Pride are totally unwilling to blame her. Instead, it was just those who showed that they might be treated too well for being invited to this occasion.

I simply can't complain about whatever she does to me, who is royal, I don't take it for granted. It's not like the wounds that were put on at the time didn't hurt, and being guards, they're not forgetting that fact.

Everyone who saw the shock at the time and the difference in overwhelming power, fearful of pride, and her convulsive smile, remembers. Even now, if that pride reappears, I'm sure I'll take a breath and flinch against my throat.

But now that Pride was back in his original state, I couldn't have that kind of feelings for her.

There is naturally a feeling that I don't want to blame her for being manipulated. But it was harder than that to think of pride then and now as the same person. I know it was manipulated by Adam's special abilities. But no one thought that state was the essence of pride there.

Not so long ago, the trust cultivated in the last decade was firm.

That's why everyone doesn't want to blame or dislike her right now.

Even if we see pride in revealing its ugly appearance, trust from them remains unshakeable. Those who were wounded from pride only cursed themselves of helplessness after they found out the truth that she was being manipulated. Couldn't stop her, and the wound brought her back to normal. Conversely, some people hurt her chest.

So much so that she kept breaking her heart to the guards at all times.

They know that they will defend the castle and accompany the inspections under the castle as well.

That every time she goes down to the castle, she cares sincerely about the lives of the people.

That she has continued to give thanks to herself in the castle that the people should not be able to see.

that they had embraced the style of their brother-in-law, who was the same common outcast as themselves, and kept leaning their hearts to be admired.

About her admired not only by the samurai, but also by the Knights of the Kingdom, who value chivalry and pride, with absolute support.

When asked in front of ourselves, the guards, there was no problem, so much hope that she became admired even by Jilbel and the people of the upper echelons who kept spreading her shadows and rumors.

Even though I dissolved my engagement with the first prince of the kingdom of Anemone, who was my fiancée, about her being really intimately involved as a friend, not ostensibly as an ally.

Everyone admired her at least for being directly involved, because they had no power, like knights and upper echelons, who could know the back and the table of the royal family deeper than anyone working in the castle. I admired a man named Pride Royal Ivy because they knew everything about her table and the back.

Determined that it was worth bringing not only knights and dedicated samurai, but even our own guards close by, she was the first in the history of the royal family to propose "close guards".

Give her ten years of behavior and merit enough to overshadow her bad reviews until she's eight.

I just admired it.

So much so that they, who are only frivolous guards, wholeheartedly desire her reign.

And now she has invited herself to a celebration where only the upper and upper classes are called. There was no doubt nothing but pride in being there to weigh even the guards, which we know for sure.

It was Style who examined who the injured guard was and who was at all involved with her while Pride was being manipulated, forcing her to come to the occasion. But Pride even remembered who of that guard he was invited to be the one who caused his injury and what treatment he had given him.

Though an excellent head, I don't have absolute memory skills like Cedric. She basically won't forget what she learned once, but naturally she can't even remember if she's not interested. She drowned in madness and could only see the guard as less than or equal to the character of the game, and the only reason she could still remember the deeds to each of them was because the pride of the last decade had recognized each and every guard.

"... Dear Pride. By the time you return, we have been fully rewarded.

Always an oligarchy Jack speaks, the whole guard thing.

Pride rounds his eyes slightly as he streams into music together as he directs Jack. Pours a purple glance at him as he turns his gaze on him and asks what it means.

Even if I was saved from madness and back to normal, it simply went back to shaking me out. It doesn't change that they suffered damage that they didn't need to suffer. Yet why can you say that you will only be rewarded if you return?

With that in mind, Pride waited silently for Jack to open his mouth again. His mouth was finally opened when he drew a lonely twist together and thought maybe he had ever danced with someone before to Jack, who gradually led me without having to direct me as I slowly stepped.

"To this country, to the castle, to the king's house, to the palace, … all the way to the royal palace. It is our joy and pride to defend the days of Our Lord Pride who is there that remains the same.

To the words, Pride opened his eyes only this time.

Words from Jack, who is always calm and doesn't speak much, are huge for her. Warm eyes and a soft grin directed at him pierce his chest like summer sunshine.

I can even call it honesty. I don't think he would lie like that. Considering it was definitely his heart, Pride bit his lower lip so that he could indulge. He first colored his castle life with his samurai Lotte and Marie ten years ago, equal to his own for Pride as well.

Jack's words are true above all else.

Speaking directly with Pride at the celebration, the guard had a fever just as Pride appeared in front of him. I was nervous and blushed that they had come to speak to me themselves over conversations with their guests, royalty and nobility. It's awesome, I doubted my eyes and ears that you cared about yourself or something. Some even suspected it was a dream.

Even with her, she can't identify herself with the nightmarish pride of that time. However, the fact that pride was undoubtedly back impressed them.

Those days are back, there's Lord Pride, that we can see that again. The way Pride laughed with Style, Tiara, Kingsguard knights and dedicated samurai, and Kingsguards was now a daily thing to love that was hard for them to let go of.

It was a far more nightmare for them in the castle since pride changed than fear of pride at the time.

I always wave a smile at everyone like a yang, and Tiara laughs happily when she joins hands with Pride.... blocked, stopped coming out of the room.

Style, who was recognized for his brains and prowess by the same common people as ourselves, even without special abilities, smiled like nothing else in front of Pride or Tiara.... had gradually lost his expression, his temper, and his place of going so close to weakness.

Everyone in the ministry, including the upper echelons and samurai, was spending time with a dark look, not just the royalty.

The leopard of pride, just one of them, felt the air in the castle collapse and sink more gallantly in their skin than anyone else, and they had seen it.

And it was also pride in how the castle regained its new brightness. Their air was already bright when they recaptured her, withdrew information from the castle alone, and laid a warrant. The castle man had a smile back, and Tiara and Stayle visited Pride every day with a revitalized face.

'I'm so sorry about that time. I know it's not like you can apologize. But I really wanted to apologize in person...'

Damn, it's too much just for me to go back, I want to blame myself for not being stopped then.

That was what they meant about the apology from Pride.

Welcome back, I get stuck in words because they're not the kind of people I can say those words to. But the truth in front of us just chewed up joy and happiness in the pride we knew.

And now she has chosen a Kingsguard in a dance where only a very small number of humans are allowed to honor her achievements in recapture battles, such as royalty and knight captain.

"Everyone, guards and samurai, admires Lord Pride.... unchanged now.

Pride never ceases to tear at Jack's words, which were rarely carried on even more.

I was ashamed that I couldn't wipe it on this occasion, but only tightened my mind to avoid zeroing it out of my moist eyes.

I felt like I was still allowed to stay here. Forgiven, the cheaper the word, the lighter the inside of the chest.

The song goes to the end as you take the basic steps. The tune slows down and quietly returns to silence. Shortly after the dance was over and his hands off the pride with his back to the audience, Jack gently wiped her eyes with glove fingers as she turned to each other. The first thing I was nervous about was like a lie. Now I was calm.

I am proud to have been chosen for a moment with pride that I know well.

I gently grabbed Jack's hand for wiping my eyes before myself so that Pride could accompany him. Thanks with a little tear-rubbed throat, returns the words.

Jack was a little surprised that Pride grabbed his hand, but smiled Pride turned back to the audience with his connected hand. I showed Jack and the hand I connected to her to imitate it, and thanked the audience.

Crackable praise is directed not only at pride, but also at the Kingsguard. Especially the guards called as guests clapped their applause until their hands were numb so that everyone couldn't contain their best smile and excitement today. I am as glad and proud as I am that he was given that honor, the same guard as we are.

"Thank you, Jack.

It warmed his chest that he could hear the words from Pride, which he had become familiar with.

Take Pride's hand and pull back together. The girl, who was small enough to be held with one arm when she was first called by that name, now stands next to her as a fine lady.

Jack paid his sincere respects before releasing his hand to the woman in front of him, who drew, danced, and earnestly praised him, saying again the general thumbs of the guards.

"I will continue to serve you, Your Highness the First Princess of Pride.

To the words, she laughs.

About ten years ago, the same time I first turned to him, with a flowery smile.