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

"Please gather in the center."

"Brother, brother! There he is!

Cedric raised his voice as the knights gathered in the center paved the way.

Lance and Yoan also look back at his brother's voice and exhale. I stopped once as Lance said, "It's this dialogue over here if you were there," and waited for him. Let Yoan wave gently to show that he is waiting for him again, too. Cedric also rushed to his brothers, who waited with a grin. I'm sorry, but Cedric turned to the center of the dance floor over the shoulders of the two men in the front row, saying no.

"I didn't expect the dance to take place here... it's a luxurious day.

"The princess Tiara you're looking for is not joining us this time.

"Cedric, did you talk to Princess Tiara properly?

Unexpected words are released by Lance and Yoan to Cedric, who leaks an exclamation.

Cedric's cheeks slightly lit up as he shouted "Become" at the unintended blow from the two of them. The two laughing on their shoulders at the reaction looked at the complexion as they blushed with pleasure. Even if Tiara doesn't participate, she can't put it well into words if she wants to say back that pride is a sufficient luxury when it comes to dancing.

What came out of my mouth before that was... a sinking voice in retrospect.

"To Tiara,... not yet. I've decided that I want to prioritize my work for the knights now, just like Prince Pride and Prince Steele, over me and others. If they take the time for me.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

YOAN stroked his head with a laugh at Cedric, who exposed his depression as if he had even put it on his head with a hammer.

You put up with me, and I think in my heart that you really shouldn't hate me, hanging on to words.

"Besides... good because the dress caught my eye earlier, but I still don't feel like I can talk if I look straight in the face.

Face, more precisely Tiara's lips, but the strength to make that a word in this setting was not in Cedric today.

As soon as I snuck Tiara's face to her lips out of her pride back even at the first part of the celebration, she developed a fever. It only caught my eye, and the moment was repeatedly played back in my memory remembering the mouthpiece I had received from Tiara.

It was a thought that literally caught fire out of my face every time I remembered every moment of Tiara coming so close to me that I felt it from the sweet scent of the time and couldn't get into my sight.

Cedric himself thinks he's gone back to the beginning against Tiara when he says he's overcome redness even in front of corner pride, style, and tiara.

"It was truly an eye-catching beauty. So much so that I thought the angel had come down. Pride was also the first system I've ever seen..."

"Don't be ashamed to say" angels "in front of Princess Tiara, even if you're wrong.

"You were the one who weighed yourself in, though.

Once again, he is relentlessly rammed into by his two brothers.

Ugh, and stuffed with words, Cedric immediately said to him, "But is it true?!," he said back, suppressing his voice. Lance and Yoan turn to each other, answering Cedric's appeal with a bitter smile.

Sure enough, Tiara's dress was so lovable that she deserved the name of an angel. But it was the pride that far surpassed it. Because now both Lance and Yoan were blinded when they first saw Pride.

Though I was settling down as king, the pride of my adorable outfit was a shock to both of us, completely different from my usual Rin standings. So much so that I concentrated all my nerves on keeping Cedric and all around me from being distracted that the sound of my heart was only annoying to me.

Besides, when I pointed out that Cedric was dressed in alignment with Tiara, I told the story of the fact that the loved ones were definitely sisters with whom the two split their blood. It was the color of the hair, the color of the eyes, the eyesight and the face that made it different, but undoubtedly that cuteness was the beauty inherited from Rosa, the queen on both sides.

And we both think Cedric's beta praise for Tiara, who doesn't take that pride impression as a thing, is muscular.

"Nevertheless, showcasing matching clothes in sisters is...

"Shall we be in line next?

You're asking! and Cedric gets mad at his brother for ignoring his throw.

I have no idea how Lance suppresses holding his head in one hand and lighting the fire, and Yoan's mood for guessing and grinning at it. But still, if Lance returned it to Yoan, "That's not bad," Cedric was also a little more interested in the costume of the three brothers than in his story. Exactly the same clothing can be tough in position and age, but it's not a bad idea to have a shared design in both countries. I also think Cedric, who will soon be leaving his hometown, the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, to move to the Kingdom of Friesia, would be happy to have such an array besides a pendant.

And most importantly, I don't think that even if we were dressed in the same outfit, we wouldn't have the killing power to eagle and compress a large number of heterosexual hearts like Pride and Tiara. Even though pride alone was quite destructive, it was more than double the amount of information and cuteness you could see if you line up to Tiara. Because in Cedric's words, it's like having angels and goddesses lined up.

Even the two of us think it's something that we've thought about, of all the men in our guests, such as coming together with a weapon of killing like this.

And there's no reason for the two of you to know that the designer is Cedric's "angel."

While the three of us were laughing, most of our guests finally wrapped up on the central floor. Along with that, the bulletin tells the high story of the dance party. It was a familiar explanation to Cedric and the others who attended Tiara's Birthday Festival and the first part of the celebration.

Except to them otherwise.

"... you mean the same as last time?

In a different position from the Cedric and the others, the column I listened to muttered small.

Take hands with pride stretched out during the prelude. The knights rang their throats when they heard the news that only pride, which is also the host, dances this time. It is also a shame that I cannot dance with Tiara. But more than that, I raise my chest to the possibility of being able to dance with pride.

Furthermore, the Knights Commander and Vice Commander had already declined the dance from Pride to give priority to the other knights. In other words, the chances of being able to dance with pride increased even more in a limited amount of time.

"You're so nervous......

The hegemony that has risen since the beginning of the explanation is awesome.

As a knight, you can't step forward and raise your voice to the invitation to dance. Only defend your manners and invite the princess. But if this hand is taken at random.

colleagues and subordinates, juniors, and superiors who are knights. Above all, everyone's heart slammed hard inside at the fear of having to perform a dance in front of Pride himself and at the same time at the fact that she would take her hand and get her and her own time, even temporarily. I wish to earn the honor of being taken by pride even at great risk.

The story is over and the prelude rings out in earnest.

Unlike the ceremony this time, there's no need for Steele to take her hand first. Walking stretched out by the knights surrounding the central floor, Pride let his gaze swim for a moment.

Everyone on the spot perceives that the first one in her has already been decided. "The first one…... because now that my brother-in-law, Style, doesn't get ahead of me, it means a lot.

Gently, the Kingsguard knights and knights around the royal family withdrew themselves as if to bring them forward naturally. Everyone laughs bitterly at the conceded, taking care that pride is easy to find.

"... Captain Alan.

Softly Eric lurked his voice to Alan next door.

Hey, what's up? And Alan answered briefly, wondering if Eric also had a bitter laugh at the way we treated ourselves. At some point, we are taken by pride and taken for granted. Alan also had some idea who he was looking for, looking at his pride in the opposite direction. Think about who stands opposite Eric and laugh.

"That's what you said at the celebration... but you really didn't want the example thing, did you?

"Oh, I did something else. I knew about this one.

Only gaze pours into pride and turns consciousness to Eric.

Alan recalls talking to Eric during the recapture battle and before entering the fight. I was wondering what I would wish for if I were to regain my pride and thank you for anything.

But before wishing that to Pride, Alan and Eric knew that the Tiaras were talking about planning this dance party.

A pride-sponsored dance party that invited all the Knights. In that case, the Kingsguard knights will be able to put themselves in at least numbers. Not complacency, but both Alan and Eric simply understood that a person named Pride was such a person.

"Right......

Huh, and little Eric exhaled also reached Alan's ear.

And Alan laughed without turning around and said, "That's right, isn't it?" I returned it. You don't have to look. I can see Eric in my eyes. I also think that if it had reached the ear of the column it would surely be said "such as assuming in advance to get rewards".

That's why we conversed as we lurked our voices so that the column and Arthur wouldn't hear us. At the end of his gaze, Pride had just slipped through the United Kingdom of Hanazoo as well.

'Cause if it's gonna happen, you're gonna use your precious wishes for something else, aren't you?

"So what did they wish for?

Dear Pride, Eric, who had no choice but to hammer, asked as he remembered.

Alan is just a little surprised at the question and raises his eyebrows. Since our celebration at the Knights, we've barely pryed into each other's wishes for pride. I knew I had my wish. Column and Harrison, too, but that's all. Even when I asked Eric, we ended up not telling each other.

Uh... and leaked a little voice, and I'm a little worried about saying it on this occasion. Nothing to hide, but now Alan thought. Until then, I even want to keep it a secret and see how Eric and Arthur react.

Stop the leaked voice and Alan laughed deceptively as he watched Pride pass before Leon.

"Well,... I guess it's not the same as Dear Pride related.

Shishi, grinning and teasing, turning his hands to the back of his head.

I misled the tension by letting Pride hold onto the back of their head before reaching out, thinking that they were approaching themselves with a Kingsguard knight other than Harrison gradually. Tonight, my chest dances, restless to my fingertips just because I think this hand is going to be taken one day.

"I knew you would......

Eric doesn't listen deep there either, he recieves.

I don't see Alan using valuable wishes from Pride outside of Pride-related. On the other hand, Eric is not convinced even if he's surprised to declare that he tried to say it to his fiancée candidate. Because pride is so special to Alan today.

"... so I hoped for this.

Don, and.

Suddenly Eric pushed Alan's back so he could poke him.

Not long before Alan resisted too accidentally, he fell from his opposite back to the front. I didn't fall, but Eric pushes me forward momentum well enough to get me out about two steps. Only Alan popped up in the form of the knights in alignment. What's all of a sudden, jumping back to the original row before you stood out thinking

"Captain Alan!

─ A long time ago, a bounced voice was called.

Turning to what I was suddenly called upon to do, I was walking straight to myself with a grin that relieved my pride.

I don't know what's going on. My body and my thoughts are stiff about the sudden approaching of pride, who looked loving in front of me. Ah, Pride's lips released the words first as his voice overflowed through his mouth.

I found it.

Alan, who opened his eyes to the words, only remembered that it was now in the inviting time of the dance and reached out with just a reflex. Then she grabs the hand with both hands without hesitation and pulls it closer.

"Yes! Let's dance. Ugh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I finally got a voice close to screaming after I got word of pride.

I wonder why I'm not a fiancée candidate column or Arthur the Holy Knight. If you look back at them without wondering so much, everyone in the knight, stunned and excited, was thrilled to say "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" and "Good luck Captain Alan", and only Eric smiled and waved to send Alan out.

"Erik... no way!"

Alan, steaming bright red just looking directly at Pride, screams as he rubs up.

An open eye captures Eric as he moves his legs as he is drawn to pride. Neither Arthur applauding beside him, nor the appearance of a column half-laughing compared to them and himself, is now visible.

Alan's half-way cry is dispelled as the distance is vacant and even smeared with the knights cheering and drinking.

It was even nervous and difficult to look back towards her just because it was pride to hold my hand and pull now.

It just reminds me of Eric's words earlier in the blurred consciousness many times.

'So what did they wish for?

Eric wondered what he wished for.

I don't think so. But if that's the case, it sounds more like Eric. Alan, who knows Eric's personality very well, sincerely thinks so.

"So I wished for this."

"Pride, dear………………… no way Eric………………"

I force my paralyzed tongue to turn with my rubbed voice.

Pride shut his mouth only once to ask Alan. I glanced up at him taller than myself and laughed as lighted after he loosened his mouth to remember.

He laughs at close range with his adorable dress and its appearance, and now it's Alan who loses his language function. And be sure at the same time. Definitely.

He knows very well that a knight named Eric is such a person.