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

"No... I don't want to... No, please, if I were to quit here I would really want to go anymore...

A sorrowful voice with fine restraint is leaked.

The woman who shook her head as she sifted and stretched her shoulders while desperately holding her breasts down with both hands was already in tears. I desperately chase her to the boss who ordered me to, but there was no way I could overturn this decision on her who still worked at the castle and had short experience.

It's already been decided, and the person who pitied her, but also told her, can only persuade her more than ordered from above. My colleagues who were listening around also look at my worries and sympathy, but I can't help them. I think that she has become accustomed to her pathetic, corner work, but none of them was able to name a replacement in the midst of life again.

After that, she finally shook her legs in small pieces, circling her thoughts wondering if she could manage to avoid them, and complained again with her little lips.

"I can't believe I took care of Her Royal Highness the First Princess for only a year still looking out for me here...!!"

Lotte.

That's what she was called by the samurai working in the same castle, and she moaned with a pale face, familiar to her.

I can't, I can't, and I complain many times after that, but it still doesn't come true.

There is a lot of work for the ladies in the castle. Sometimes the area in charge varies somewhat, but it doesn't generally change. Above all, the work of a samurai is almost everywhere to serve, take care of herself, and clean up.

Experience is the shallowest girlfriend in the castle, but until then, she had blended well into some of the samurai.

It has only been about a year since she was entrusted with the palace of the most honorable royal residence in the castle. You can see a royal family in its eyes that you will never see directly in the civilian population, and not many samurai dream of the balls from it.

The king's house in the castle, and its palace inhabited by royalty in his own country, is also the next most admirable unopened land in the royal palace. It can't be if it's supposed to be such as a samurai who only has one year of experience there is going to work. You can jump up and cheer up your face and be happy that you're in big trouble.

Unless the assignee comes to my princess, the infamous eight-year-old.

To be precise, the assignee is the palace itself. Not every time I'm relative to the First Princess. But only one princess lives in that palace now. The encounter rate is limitless.

Moreover, the story of the senior samurai who told Lotte where she was transferred undoubtedly included taking care of the princess around her. I think it's normal for a samurai who deserves better than me to be in charge, but at the same time she had some imagination as to why.

There's no one in the castle who doesn't know. If you hear rumors about my princess, you don't have a choice. Young people "pushed" the area.

At the end of the day, her colleague's maids supported, comforted and encouraged Lotte, who collapsed from her knees and could no longer stand, and she had no choice but to accept where she was going from tomorrow. I was already busy thinking about her life after she quit as a samurai, rather than how she would spend her time as a samurai, to the point where she would lose her place of destination soon.

……

"My name is Marie. We have been working here for the longest time at the moment. Thank you very much.

"Oh... thank you..."

Early the next morning. Lotte bowed her head to the educator with a voice that was still going to disappear.

It also came with a little mind sorting after one night of thinking, but still my throat remained slightly trembling whenever I was aware of breathing due to tension. In the palace of Wangju, the new assignee, it was the old lady in the palace who was in charge of her education.

With her spine pinned as if she were a guard, the reaction of a frightening young samurai was thus not uncommon. Because I've already kept watching so many samurai disappear from my sight after being so frightened.

Marie arranged the same explanation to her again today, having been able to be within repeated periods of new education and frightening appearances.

"First of all, as you know from that reaction, there is one royal family living in this palace. Don't let His Royal Highness buy you unhappiness. If you want to keep doing this job, put it first."

Yes......! and Lotte sees hope in Marie, who is understanding her anxiety early.

Trying to carve Marie's words word word for word, as a senior, she showed them stretched out to unbeatable lengths of rounded backs.

With a little relief at the bottom of her heart, Marie begins to explain her work sequentially as she guides her through the palace. Most of them are no different from the work Lotte has been involved in. Lotte, whose chest was about to be squeezed for assignment in a place where even she would be deified, calmed down again exhaling for one fist.

At least, if you move calmly, I don't think you're doing the wrong job. I've got a little bit of courage in what seems like nothing special.

I get it! and I have also been able to afford to reply with a cheerful and adorable voice, this time Marie asks, "Do you have any questions?" When the young samurai was assigned here these days, Marie also felt cooperative with Lotte, who showed a positive attitude for many of her daughters who were freaking out and shivering even after the explanation.

Ideally, if you can, the samurai in a position to be entrusted with taking care of herself should have long experience. For this reason, it was her first task as an educator to ensure that a future samurai would not quit.

"Um... is there a secret to working long for the princess, etc...?

"Yes. It's never going to impress His Highness.

Marie answered the understated lotte without getting her hair in.

Impressed...? and Marie goes on to say words to Lotte, who rounds her eyes to a response from Marie that is not what she expected and who has still explained it many times before.

"In fact, even if you continue to take care of His Highness around you, or, conversely, whether you fit in a cleaning in the palace directly or not, the danger remains the same as long as you are in the palace. Originally, His Royal Highness was only recognized for the extent of the pebbles around it, such as us."

That's where it ends if you can put your eyes on it the other way around. Lotte's spine chilled with words that could be perceived as so. Marie finally stopped in front of the princess's bedroom, the only one living in this palace, telling her initial steps in the beginning not to make wasted chats and work mistakes.

"I can't help but look at our work today," said Marie, who confirmed the clock she had taken from her clothes with Chi, Chi and Chi. It was first and foremost for me to observe how I and the other samurai were getting involved and doing things with the princess rather than being badly helped and made mistakes.

Yes, and Lotte, who couldn't help but feel relieved to stay out of it today, correct her posture after swallowing her mouth.

It will be fixed time and the door will be opened by the guards. First, the curtains and the samurai scatter on all sides looking used to hitting the clothes ready. Lotte also sharpened her focus so that she wouldn't miss every step of the samurai around Marie, while being aware of the corner to be discreet, as advised.

Good morning, Master Pride. and the samurai who open the curtains say hello. Then the face of the princess, who slept like a doll without a breath in her bed, was distorted by a glare.

On a much more powerful face, that's all Lotte's heart bounces. The princess, puffing and blinking repeatedly, closed her eyes strongly to resist the sun's rays and opened her mouth as she dived her face slightly into the bed again.

"It's dazzling. Can't you guys do something about it?!!

Kiwi!! and the yelling is emitted with sharpness like a gold-cut.

Best opening. Plus Lotte raised and lowered her shoulders bickly. Until now, she has also been involved as a samurai in the castle in the care of the nobles and their children, but this was the first time she had been yelled at in such a way to wake up.

It is also up to me to open the curtains every day. It is strange to ask a samurai for it, even though it depends on the weather of the day, such as glare.

But when the yelled Maries apologized calmly, "I'm sorry," she quickly closed the open curtain once. Back in the dim room again, but still the princess's mood doesn't heal anymore. No more! I didn't even try to get out of bed in the worst possible way.

Squatting in the bed, hitting the gobble and turning around again and again, complaining all about it also looks like he's not sleeping well, but Lotte gets really confused watching it. Because...

... Is this really the eight-year-old princess...?

Yeah, and Lotte screamed just in her head.

First, whoever sees it, the princess in front of her is awake. Slippery tongues also yelled as they were firm, and the appearance of violent rumbling in the rolling bed for the most part was not a sleeping human reaction.

But to that obvious move, as if Marie and the others hadn't noticed, they would just try to wake up with a voice, reopen the curtain narrowly so that it didn't directly hit Pride's sight, and ask him how to dress in the meantime. It's totally sweet and fits all around the child that I just want to say.

Even then, when she got out of bed abusively, she said vigorously, "Hurry up," "I'm thirsty," "Make it a more grown-up dress," "Throw it away," and vomited herself, doing nothing. The samurai's will remain.

I wondered if this was just the way she was in the morning, and Lotte decided once again that she would thoroughly dive her breath if she wasn't ready to hang today. There are many children who are more discerning than her, both civilian and aristocratic. The princess of one country and her inability to hide her surprises swept away her room for thought in the next moment. Let it ring again, to the roaring voice of the young princess.

"Death penalty."

Lotte was driven by the urge to get out of here, even now, by the fact that the royal family was unleashed less than an hour after the cheapest words to speak woke up.

……

"... how was it? Try going through the day today, what's your job here?

".................. surprised......

As expected, Lotte remained obscure even after returning to the room reserved for the samurai, to my princess more than expected in the sense of "terrible".

My hands still don't move well while Marie helps me use the new room and unload it. I also felt ten years old in one day today. In my head, a collection of pride rumblings circled around, as if I was still being yelled at by pride.

Marie, who gavels at Lotte as she knew she would, folds her clothes back into the shelf.

"But you were doing well, too. It would be great if you could refrain from going that far on the first day.

I hardly ever taught her to clean again either, Marie praising her calmly, but still I can't think of Lotte's feelings.

Lotte, who kept even lurking his breath like a ninja, has not even touched his pride directly today. Most of my hobbies and voices from dressing were driven by other maids, mainly Marie. All I could do was clean and serve the room and around me. As Marie said, Pride never stopped caring if there was a samurai who would do nothing.

In the meantime, Lotte remembers once again what happened today, when the signs disappeared and she continued to indulge in observation.

"Um... the servant who, as the princess said, was sentenced to death...?

"I'm not here. But there are many samurai driven from the castle. It's only a matter of time before today."

That kid, and Lotte remembers a maid who was lucky enough to have her eyes on pride in the words included.

I'm only a couple of years old and I'm a samurai. I happened to be overly attentive to Pride's words and actions, and as a result, I was seeing eye to eye with her. "What?" It was also a nightmare for Lotte to be stunned by caught purple eyes, shaking and shaking her head at that moment.

As Marie said, it doesn't matter if you get involved directly or not. Once you get your eyes on me and impress me, that's it. I won't forget if she doesn't even stop caring about the existence of a servant or something, even one of them will keep it in her memory. A lot of other ladies and a lady who doesn't care. It was natural to make the latter the enemy of sight.

"Lay low now."

That's what I stuffed up with a samurai who just meets my eyes.

"You're a death sentence." "Somebody take this girl."

The guard did not move to the boulder. Permission has already been given by her father, Albert, to ignore her even if she says so. But instead he withdrew his hand to get her to stand flat so that the other samurai would evacuate rather than take her away.

She didn't listen to the guard, and she yelled at her. She showered the samurai with the dialogue she had always decided to have.

"You're fired, don't show up before me again, or I'll put you to absolute death one day, so I'll put you to death first when I'm queen"

"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride. Oh, I can see it. Because my memory is very good.... I'm sure you'll be eyeing that kid tomorrow. It's never stopped happening before."

"So, but you're not really going to be punished...?

"Tomorrow's treatment is punishment."

Gosh, and I shudder again at Marie's words.

I also think Lotte does. As servants, we will be stared at with those eyes every day from now on. Every time you do that, it's the death penalty. They say you're fired, and you're obviously hit worse than the other maids. Even if her words themselves are powerless now, we have no power to blame her again. How many times do I have to lay flat, yell, and be scattered at least every time I see you?

"Starting tomorrow, that kid is also going to change his assignment from Wangju.... That's why you can't stop yourself from walking away from the castle"

Even if you can temporarily distance yourself from your pride while working at the castle, there is no guarantee that you will not always meet. Most importantly, the next queen called me "Death Penalty". What hope is there to keep working in the castle?

If she becomes queen, the only princess in the future, and then meets again in the castle by chance, there is no one who can stop the "death penalty" this time. Once you get your eyes on it, there is no guarantee that she will forget that her head will be regarded as excellent by the teacher as well. No matter how high the pay was, there were very few servants and so on who could work each day in agony with the fear of death and neighborhood.

That was why young samurai continued to be assigned in a way that was pressed against those samurai, not the samurai who had gained an experienced position. Naturally everyone wants to avoid it as well as Lotte if they are in a position to say no.

Only three of them, myself included, have been working here since the beginning and remain in Sangjo. Lotte respected Marie from the bottom of her heart, telling her that she was still the only one working at Pride's Palace.

Pride herself is who the samurai have always been, newer, but I don't even notice at all, but Marie's arm was evident today in a place that also seemed like a battlefield to such a samurai. Dress her without any concern for her presence in pride, prepare her shoes and receive a reply to the query. Brew the tea before they say it, and bring the sweets forward. It was like a special ability to do everything a second before being told, as if you could read the thought of pride.

"Lord Pride behaves in a good mood when His Royal Highness the King or His Royal Highness the Vest Regent is here. Your Majesty is busy and must be in this palace.

I see, and Lotte remembered there the only time today that Pride looked old enough.

Only when her father, King and his wife Albert, came to see how she was doing, she grinned and laughed happily, "It's a beautiful day too," "How is your mother?" "I want to help my mother and father as soon as possible," he said, as if he were someone else. I don't even care if a samurai with eyes passes nearby to behave softly. I looked up only at my father and the way he was sweet as an age-appropriate woman was tantamount to a dream I didn't want him to wake up like this.

Marie said, "Of course, the King's Royal Highness is out of character," she heard him go on, and Lotte nodded. Because it was Albert who had given us prior permission in the first place to the men of the castle who worked around her, such as ourselves, the samurai and the guards, that Pride would not have to obey if he ordered punishment or firing. If you don't know your daughter's nature, there's no way parents would take such measures if you were wrong.

"For that matter, I am in a good mood for the rest of the time. I'm only eight, and you want to be sweet."

"Um, the princess has a nanny...?

I also thought maybe Marie wasn't, but she's too young for that.

Of all the young ladies, she gets older in comparison but still not old enough to serve as a pride nanny eight years ago.

Usually there are people who milk their children instead of busy royal nobles or take care of them instead of their mothers. You may be sorted from a samurai, or a child care professional may be hired from outside to work as a child samurai.

It is not uncommon that even after a child has grown up, he or she will still be in a position to get out quite strongly, whether the other mother is royal or not. Lotte still thought, as long as there was a samurai in a position to embarrass and sweeten that princess so much now... Marie's answer was simple.

"I'm not here. I hear that Lord Pride is the only royal princess raised to two years old without a nanny.

Why did it happen?

Lotte is speechless with her mouth open. I also thought you were raised without anyone taking care of you, even though you're a princess, but there's no way. If the nanny quit or died en route, it would be convincing, but it was unprecedented, such as not being there from the beginning.

Marie couldn't say any more, too, so I cut the story once. There's no way I can say I'm the queen of this country that I didn't raise until I was two. She herself had just heard from a senior samurai who had quit for fear of pride at the time, but thought that the exhaustive character of pride today should not be spread such as the responsibility of the current queen and the real mother.

At the very least, it could be a laughingstock if it had even a decent personality, but it's also equal to scandal in the present situation. Whatever language you choose, all you can say is that the queen raised you in the wrong way, far away.

"... why are you a samurai here?

To change the story, she throws a moonlight topic.

It was common for samurai to tell each other how we had come this far more than working as colleagues in the castle. Lotte also brightly returned words on topics other than her princess association with Marie, which may be her first time here. "It's not a very pleasant story," he cuts with words that can also be taken as humble, and tells his history in a bitter way. Answering to the samurai who became colleagues whenever they moved to their place of assignment in the castle where they used to work was the most stuffy topic that Lotte could talk about today.

"... I, too, will help as an educator whenever I can. As long as you have a couple of years of experience in the palace of Wangju, you will surely also be in a position to say your hopes to your assignee. Let me help you then."

Words from a powerful senior samurai gently loose power from Lotte's shoulder.

Good, I could have had slight hope if I thought this life wasn't forever either. Long enough for two years, but still positive trying to work hard if you have such a dependable senior.

Thank you, when I returned the word. Now I thought I'd ask myself how Marie was doing, and Lotte threw the questions that bothered me first before that.

"Why does Marie work here all the time?

"Because it's a job someone has to do.

Looking good, he said.

Originally, Lotte decided to keep up with this guy for the past couple of years, to Marie, who is also in a position to express hope to her assignee but so affirms.

Two weeks later.

My princess suddenly collapsed, without even letting us greatly acre our own destiny.