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

"Good luck after this, then, knights.

Ha!! and a tremendous voice overlapped from a large crowd, echoing all over the great hall.

The morning after the celebration.

When the sun began to rise completely, the second part of the celebration finally closed the curtain.

Finishing his greeting, he also refrained from pride and style leaving the room one foot away, and behind Tiara, Jilbelle. As the guards of the escort lined up, they will now finally return to their rooms.

Once again conveyed by Roderick, chief of the Knights, his appreciation for this celebration, Pride finally waved his small hand to the Knights to follow the Great Hall. Kneeling and sent out by all the knights who had been making more and more noise until earlier, they weakened the moment the big hall door closed.

Flirting, pride and tiara together, supported by Jill Bale and Style who were beside him. The two of them, who immediately conveyed their gratitude and regained their posture, laughed face-to-face at the fact that their bodies honestly complained of fatigue. Phew, and sisters. If you overlap the laughter, now the style drops its shoulders in a sigh.

"At all...... I really didn't think it would last until morning. And Tiara, even you.

Ha... and pride and tiara laugh bitterly at the breath thrown up enough to sound.

I'm sorry, and while I apologized with my mouth, neither of us was as bad as a child who was informed of the prank. If you make your feet flutter and dance, and you try to lean against each other and walk, Jill Bale will say, "If you're so stuck, you'll fall". My mouth slows unexpectedly to the appearance of two people who are too smiling.

"Most importantly, if you enjoyed it to your heart's content. The Knights were very pleased.

Of course, so am I. If Jill Bale continued his words, he smiled as Pride looked back.

"Good for you," he said, returning, his face, slightly drowsy, was like a girl. Tiara said, "I had so much fun, too!" If you let the voice jump, "he puts in embarrassment that the style is" too loud. "

He hasn't gotten any sleep either because he's been up with the prides for a long time. Aware that there are slightly too many sermons than usual, I still can't stop talking. Pride nodded in the corner of his head that Style had come to resemble the Vest of Regents.

"By and large, within the night, the kingdoms of Anemone and Hanazoo were said to have been returned to their rooms. The two princesses of our country spend until morning with the men, etc...

"I got permission from my mother...

"Val, Cefek and Chemetho were together."

Tiara also responds to the pride of returning her neck narrowly to the preaching of the style.

But even Style grudgingly doubled, "He won't be royal," he said. Instead, I think now that I could have left the room early with Leon about him.

After much of the party had passed since night, being royal, they returned to their rooms at regular intervals. Not only was it planned to stay in the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, but because of the late evening and the fatigue accumulated, Leon was also sweetened only overnight by the generosity of the Kingdom of Friesia.

And Val also tried to leave the Great Hall to coincide with Leon's departure, but already at that time it was after Sefek and Chemetho had fallen asleep tired of the noise. He was the one who had decided to leave the Great Hall immediately when they woke up, but this time they were not scared to speak or shake. Tired of parties and the air full of unfamiliar clothes and dresses and unknown adults, the two fell asleep like mud with Val down and rolled onto the floor.

Eventually, when he declared that Pride would throw a party to match the Knights, he had no choice but to pull himself on one toe in the rooms reserved for him. Since there were no bags, he could not use his special abilities. He held a stretched cefek, entrusted a small chemet of his body to the guard, was led by the guard of the guide, and left as he swayed his body to the left and right.

They have to wait in their rooms until Leon's departure from the country, leaving behind their usual clothes, bags and funds in the kingdom of Anemone.

"Arthurs, are you all right? I really can't believe I exercised right after this......

"Don't worry, Master Pride. Because we don't have knights in our country that can crumble in about one night.

Tiara and Steele nodded "Indeed," not only in pride, but also in the words of Jilbel, who said with a gentle laugh.

The Knights closed the party there, too, to get into the usual exercise from now on. But not a single knight complains of fatigue or drowsiness, even if there is a remnant of the party ending. Safe, the recruits who were able to restrain themselves from drinking were as energetic as the main team knights.

Pride once again respects the Knights who drink and sing and make noise until morning and still come to the exercise like nothing happened the next day. For them, who continued to serve until the next day for post-processing even after the recapture battle, this does not fall within fatigue either.

"Please, rest in your room after this. Because I have arranged for the Kingsguard knights and their servants and samurai to sleep until noon.

"What will Chancellor Jilbert do after this?

Even though he was also on the guest side invited to Pride, he accompanied them to the end.

If Tiara asked, concerned about encouraging them to rest as if they were other personnel, after not having slept one night, he gracefully gave them a shoulder lift.

"I'm going to go home to the Mansion once to see how my wife is before I go back to work. Don't worry, His Royal Highness Wang has given you permission to be late.

I'm worried about my wife's health, so Stayle frowned at Jill Bale, who doesn't show the color of fatigue at all while saying.

This means that he, like the Knights, is almost insomniac today and returns to his official duties like this. He really seems to be the one who gives priority to his family over his own rest. Plus it doesn't look like you're really pushing it.

There was a slight sense of defeat in Jilbel, who said that he, the future regent, was still so fatigued that he was aware of it.

"I didn't dance, either, because I was just standing," Gilbert returned, noting the steep look of the look, "but he joins the second part directly from the end of the first part of the celebration, turning all the way to aiding in pride, working with guests, etc. When it made a difference so far, Style was made to grieve for the difference in experience, even if he didn't like it. Slightly lacking in calm due to fatigue and lack of sleep, he lines up in Jilbell, who had silently slowed down his walking speed and refrained behind him. He lurks his voice and throws it at him so that he doesn't hear the prides, even though he knows it's not very popular.

"... I can still go back to assisting Uncle Vest.

"Yeah, I know. What could happen to Mr. Steele as a result of being too strong to do so?

"Where did the prime minister strike me once?

"If you dispose of it, take it spoiled.

Contrary to a flat return, Jill Bale's face smiled pleasantly. Style won't be able to say anything back there again.

If I recall being forced to sleep by Jill Bale as a result of my continued insomnia, I think I would have easily collapsed even then.

But even before and after that, I've had many days of insomnia breaks, but I don't think I've ever felt so tired. Why are you so fatigued when you say that you had a good time in Ning Lo, without the effect of a subordinate contract or anxiety? Plus, there were times when I was drowsy a few times while I was even talking to Arthur during the celebration. If you think maybe you've overshadowed it than you thought yourself, I'll put you in shame.

Jill Baer, who somehow guessed what was bothering him about the silent style, grinned unnoticed.

Jill Bale also noticed that Stayle was on the verge of being attacked by a sleeper during the celebration over Pride and Tiara, but I think that is proof that he was so out of his shoulder strength. I must have been more than happy if he had been so lenient in front of the Knights and royalty of other countries, who had only tried to distract himself in front of a few, including Pride. Because that's all he is trusted to do.

I also found it really easy to understand when it came to him rowing out the ship a few times when he was in front of Arthur, even in front of Pride and Tiara. The willingness to dress your beloved sisters also deserves more respect. And vice versa, even for Arthur, who lets you get off guard that far from that style.

"I'd at least like to drop Leon off...

"Prince Leon must have been late to bed, too, and he said last night that he was due to leave at noon. Pride should rest properly this time until then.

"And Dear Tiara. You must be tired of the dance, huh? It's also an important business to rest yourself.

Ha... and Pride and Tiara returned their shriveled voices.

In the end, Pride after dancing with Leon was rested afterwards, but the other knights repeatedly rested when they danced. Tiara also repeatedly danced with the knights to ride the stream after dancing with Cedric. At first, the style that went into a halt also gave up on the way, and the celebration never calmed down.

"My mother calls me after lunch, and I really need to go to bed...,... I can't look at you like this...

"Me too...... I want to take a bath before then......

Ugh... and the two of them cover their faces with their hands.

Asahi and Yang attacked themselves from across the window, and the reflected vitreous reflected their horrible and pitiful faces. My makeup also peeled off with sweat, and now I'm embarrassed to see if I stood in front of the knights and danced at close range with such a face. From the eyes of Style and Jill Bale, there was nothing unusual about the adorable face, but there was something hard about a woman of her age.

If Jill Bale spoke gently, "Let's arrange for you to have a hot tub if you wake up," now they rubbed their eyes and nodded at the same time. Style accidentally bites off a laugh at the way it looks, and sticks behind them.

I slapped him gently on that back and laughed at the two princesses, "Rest easy," he said.... not knowing a single wave after this.

A new morning has begun.