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

I want to run, I want to run, I want to run, I want to run, I want to run, I want to run.

Sweat drips from the forehead before the knights in sight.

His face lit up with shame, and after he was ready and came forward, he bit his trembling lips. If you look down the great hall from the view, the top floor of the stairs, the knights cheering for the style and tiara are looking up at me with their mouths wide open. My eyes are definitely on the dot. 'Cause there's a princess dressed like this.

Muggles...... and squeezes his hem so that the knights don't see him, desperately pressing his breathing faster because of the annoying heart.

This celebration. I would have planned to invite a lot of nobles as well as knights in the country, like a defensive battle victory if it had been, but this time it was a slight change of form with the Style and Tiara's proposal.

Though surprised at first, this will convey a firm thank you and apology to the knight, and even more, a proper thank you and apology to every guard. If I agree strongly, Steele officially hung up with my mothers as soon as possible.

As soon as permission was given, Style planned it all by himself, from the preparation of this celebration to the progression.

A declaration was officially made by her mother about the king and sister of Tiara, and even a public celebration inviting nobility, including many upper echelons. If you say so, "Part I" … and this celebration, which takes place after a little free time, is an informal celebration with your mother's permission, "Part II".

My mothers won't attend because it's an informal celebration that hasn't invited nobility, but they were allowed to partition this celebration with me, who was heavily involved in this one, and with Style, Tiara. Chancellor Gilbert will also come after the end of the first part of the celebration, but the arrival will surely be after this later guest.

Style planned it for me in the form of inviting all the Knights to the second part of the celebration instead of being attached to the guards and escorts in the first part.

"Instead of being able to invite many knights to a public victory, they said they would" invite all of them to a personal royal victory "that would follow. Boulder Friendly Knights. It meant that it was better for all authentic people to be able to banquet without having to break into security than for a public celebration to which a large number of people would be invited. I think that just makes sense that I planned this second part.

From Stayle when he suggested this to me: "So sister, please refrain from meeting with the Knights until the important second part." "Enough then! And for sure! I'll be responsible for preparing a place to talk to them," he stopped.

I have left all this planning progress, especially this second part, to Stayle and I am not involved. Tiara also talked to Steele because she was the originator, but I didn't get any additions. "Because you're the star of the celebration," "I want to surprise you, too," she said, feeling like a child's birthday party.... I've said many times that it's a victory party for the Knights, not me.

Stile worked hard to plan it and joined Tiara, who gained a position as the king's sister, and besides, a celebration victory for the Knights, who defended each country in this recapture battle.

I didn't want to get in the way of the Stales either, and instead I thought I'd do everything I could to help if the two of them asked me to talk to them or request anything.... Though I thought...

I didn't hear you changed your dress.

Besides, it's a pretty dress I haven't worn in years.

I've always had dresses that were all grown-up and sexy, and all of a sudden it's too spicy to change lineage this year.

Sure, the dress itself is the right one for my taste, a dress I bought a year ago that was so cute I liked it. It was as brand new as I don't think I bought it a year ago and I had no problems with the size of my body at all.

But I'm wearing such a pretty dress! I thought it would be nice if I wore it for a personal party or something, so I warmed it up... No, I can't even say it's a personal party right now.

The dress I'm wearing now is based on red and matches the tiara next to me in different colors. The hem part of the skirt is lined with multiple, elegant laces, with wine-like crimson blending all over the body, while laces and gemstone decorations give it a stunning girlish look. It's a dress that's far from a pillable look because of its chic design, and I fell in love with the elegant yet adorable design at first sight.

Tiara dressed in a white dress of different colors from me is stunning. Rather, when Tiara wears it, she is cute and looks good enough to blink at the angel himself.

It looks too good for Tiara, who has always been a cute system, and it's not strange to say that it's a dress designed for Tiara.... I don't feel like a game of punishment for wearing that different color.

But I had no idea it was going to look like this in front of the knights more than it did. I don't know if it's just a glance, but I'm already embarrassed that my body burns when I think there's also a Knights captain, a deputy captain, an Arthur column captain, a deputy captain, Alan, a deputy captain, Eric Harrison.

"Sister, look, I greet you all!

The seeping sweat spread to my cheeks and tingled.

Tiara pulls my arm so hard to encourage me. I was purely happy to align myself with Tiara when I bought the dress, but now I'm so ashamed that a real singer showed up during the thing. I'm ashamed that Tiara next door is cute, cute and aligned.

Style looks at me and Tiara like that and she smiles and loosens her face. Even when you saw me dressed up, you pulled me off so badly.

I was glad my face turned bright red when I finished wearing my dress and faced the style that was waiting for me in front of the door first, just to look at my sister's not very wiggly outfit and not fit. Maybe they thought it was embarrassing to line up next door.

"Prah......!" or "Um, the dress was..." when was it tailored... "and for a while the style seemed too ugly to even talk properly to me face to face.... That sort of overlapped and dented plain with when I was under house arrest in a tower away. I was too sweet when I had a pale expectation that Style would follow me in once I enjoyed laughing.

They were beyond tolerable range in a different vector than Las Bospride. Nice rinse! Or cute! and the only people who praised and swept at me were Tiara and her dedicated samurai Lotte and Marie, and Jack back in close guard service.

"Come on, sister. Please say your word. Guests won't even be able to come in unless we have a toast first.

Yet now Style is in such a good mood to push me into public. That's the same good smile I gave Cedric earlier.

That said, especially what Style says, so he begins to greet the quiet knights with all his strength in his fist from me.

The knights look up silently at me, inspired by my adorable dress or adorably decorated from hair decoration to hair tips thanks to Lotte and Marie's women's power on fire. I'm already really embarrassed and dying.

In a way, it could be a good battle to say at the level of outfit and embarrassment rampaged around in a minisca wannabe. Although Dantotsu is still a hipster dress.... This isn't the first time I've seen the Knights look embarrassed when I think about it.

"... I'm the First Princess, Pride Royal Ivy.

Finally speak up.

From the name, I forced myself to move my mouth to tell them to thank and apologize for this retrieval and to please enjoy it rudely. I managed to raise my voice like a queen, but my throat trembled slightly. After I finished saying it, it dried up and was karakara early.

"This feast is a whispering occasion, but my beloved brother Style and sister Tiara have taken care of it. Thank you for being here with the Knights.... Cheers!

That being said, at the end of the day, the moment I lifted the glass thoughtfully, the roar burst.

A toast is returned that the silence so far is likely to break the eardrum like a lie and a roaring cheer shortly afterwards. By the way, I knew immediately that the identity of the shapeless shock was a sound wave from the inflexible knights. It's indoors, so it's unnecessary.

It was so sudden and explosive that the contents of the glass were overflowing. Tiara was about to fall in the same way if she looked next door, wandering a step. Stile supported me and Tiara's back at the same time with both arms, but then my ears blur with cheers as if they were on fire. Looks like right after the bombing.

I could barely hear the cheers overlapping, but by the way, I could hear them roaring and calling our names. "Master Pride!" Dear Pride, "" Dear Style, it's a boulder. "" Long live Tiara! "and the fever in the Great Hall rose at once whether he was happy to finally raise the cup or whether Stile and Tiara were happy to have taken care of it for themselves. They say the number of Knights and their enthusiasm will even turn the Great Hall into a sauna.

"Yo...... glad you're happy, sister! Let's get out of here!

"Before the bickering and the main, you have to welcome them. Do you think you can walk to the door?

Yeah, I'll get my posture right while I give it back to Tiara and Steele.

Alongside Tiara, Steele follows us in a step-back position after giving us a hand. My ears are still blurry, but I have no problem with it. We need to have a system that welcomes them in front of the door more than that. Listening to the knights drinking, singing, cheering and glass ringing, I became concerned that even if there was one person of masquerade level in this venue with higher room temperatures, it would be forgiven. Even though I was just burned to shame in the harsh atmosphere I had just had, I'm just a little more comfortable right now.

If you raise the hem of the dress and carefully descend the stairs step by step, the attention of the knights increased again to the sight of the three royal families descending. Though it's mountains that want to talk to them, we need to get the guests right first.

Nature and if we walked, the knights made way for everyone to look back. We rush to the door now, responding only with gaze and smile at them. Ask the guard guarding me in front of the door, they've got them all just in front of the door.... Looks like you took too much time by the time I greeted you first. I made him wait a little longer.

If you order me to open the door immediately, the guards on both sides of the door in front of us slowly opened it both ways.

Tiara and Style also corrected the attitude of welcoming me next to both sides, and the knights also made a noise about whether anyone was still visiting.

At the same time the door opened completely, they hung a bright voice waiting for me because of me. To give it back, I also return the first greeting from me to them who were first in the front row.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, His Majesty King Lance, His Majesty King Joan, Cedric.... Glad you could make it.

Three people from the United Hanazoo kingdom show up in the Great Hall in graceful footsteps with their escorts.

The knights chirp at the sudden addition of royalty, kneeling one after the other from before them. Oops! Stiles sends signals by hand before the kings, including to knights who leaked their voices.

This is my personal celebration, which means that Cedric and the others, who have already made a toast in Part I, are only on their way as guests. They also ask permission from their guests beforehand without the need for courtesy and greetings.

After an exchange of greetings with King Lance and King Joan followed by Cedric, I encourage the three of them to mix up in the celebration. Then Cedric stopped once as he passed beside me.

"It's great to have that dress, sisters and everything. You, the next queen, and Tiara, the king's sister deserve it. It suits me well.

This guy who said hello.

I don't know, boulder Cedric. Design is who I am with Tiara, but it's hard to tell by red and white at a glance from close range.

Besides, he praised the angel Tiara and the unfortunate me beautifully. It also makes me think it might not be really that bad inadvertently in a natural way that has no sense of followup.

I'm concerned that Tiara of fate would normally praise me for something like that without light. Instead, now on the contrary, Tiara, who was subtly praised, held on to her fluffy blonde hair so that she cared a little more about her taste.

That was a brilliant switch even though Tiara was blushing just in sight earlier.... Though I'm concerned that for some reason my gaze seems to be pouring more on the dress than on Tiara's face. It's like I'm avoiding looking at your face.

Much welcomed by the Knights, King Joan, led by King Lance, who was strong in communion, and Cedric and the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, proceeded to head the Knights. After I dropped that back off, I turned my attention to the next guest......,... that.

"Leo, ………………………………………"

I round my eyes to beings who still don't try to step inside through the door.

I can't move like a mannequin with Leon, the other guest I was inviting today, turning over and uplifting his face bright red. Though I wondered what was going on, speaking of which, I realized that this dress was originally...... and I feel sorry for him for all the unexpected.

And even more so.

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Next to Leon, someone very familiar.

Beside it, Sefek and Chemetho, who are sure to be you, say, "Lord!" "Thank you for inviting me!" He was waving at me.

They are both lined up in such a beautiful shape that they look aristocratic. Sefek wore a red brown feminine dress. She looks a lot more mature than usual, lined up with a chemet of clothes in the same shade.

And you two and that outfit, I'm still sure Val is the one staring at us next to Leon. I'm already in such a bad mood, but I'm not even dressed for him.

The outfit, totally different from usual, is so different that it can no longer be compared to Cefek and Chemetho. All three of them are neatly done up to their hair.

If you walk away from me to the four of you, with your elbows on Leon's shoulders and teeth like fangs and grumpy peeling out, he's still a decent courtesy dress. However, only the buttons on the chest were disconnected and the skin was peeled off several times in a row as if they had been ripped off. Although my hair is beautifully done, the bad gala that seeps out even in my outfit would be a complete host or yakuza if it was in my previous life.

"I'm glad you came, but... how could you?

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He looked back at me with a smile so clear that the more I looked back at him that he looked down on just that one word.

"Sister, your request is largely predictable. Sister, I won't choose the means to make you return it, whether it's a thank you or an apology, until you feel better.

Style, who told Val "you're here a lot" as it was, also had a slightly black grin mixed in.

Exhaling low in the words, Val frowned between his eyebrows confirming the Knights behind the door. "It's rather harassment," he said, "and I don't hear anything either.

Truth be told, I was hoping the Vals could call this celebration as well. That's why I also hoped that you would at least enjoy the day of the celebration in my country under the castle.

I also did terrible things to annoy them a lot, and most importantly, I wanted to thank them properly for this one, besides the rewards and rewards.... but I had given up that I would never be able to participate in this two-part celebration. Invitationally, he would never shake his head vertically, and then all the mines were buried.

I don't know if it was Style's order or Sefek and Chemetho's, but compared to forcing him into a large hall full of landmines full of knights and royalty who hated him furiously for coming dressed up, it even seemed like an awkward thing to think of as a punitive game about my participation in a disproportionate dress.

"Anyway... you're welcome, Val, Cefek, Chemetho. Thanks for coming. And…, … Leon…"

Let's start with their safety. We need to do our best to make sure they have the best time possible.

Now first, I decide to walk over to Leon, who doesn't utter a word while it's bright red.

With all due respect Val made me much more calm, I regained my temper and breathed once again to welcome them.