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

"Sit down first, Pride. It's time for the tea to cool down."

I laid down my pride without my eyelids and sat down on one of the sofas.

Blue eyes and hair. Seventy-three, clothes with no wrinkles in the hair that is tidy and untidy. Each of those moves was in vain, and even the movement of pouring black tea into two cups in a pot was like a sample.

Her heart was still tingling, and her pride, which she was holding down with both hands, moved her legs to be encouraged by the words. I have spoken to my uncle Vest before, but I have almost never spoken to him alone. Moreover, if I looked back at my current situation with a head that was too busy, I would almost turn around.

I never came here to have a tea talk with my uncle. I was taken to Gilbert, and I stepped into this room to find the only way to get Liar back.

* giggle * bite inside your mouth and tell yourself the original purpose again.

I looked straight at Vest while hanging on the sofa across the street. While his nostrils were stroked by the still slightly steaming black tea, Vest calmly moved one of his cups to the front of his pride.

So that you can add sugar later, and the container of sugar also approach her at the same time. He doesn't use sugar himself.

Enjoy a bite of the flavor of the ingredients and return the cup to the table with each serving dish. While doing so, Pride couldn't even afford to put his hands on the cup with his hands on his lap.

Vest gazes at her niece, who doesn't want to say anything, with blue eyes. With that, the shoulders of pride twitched up and down.

"... so what do you want from me?"

Pride swallowed his dry mouth again to Vest, who was cutting the point.

After all, in this room, guided by Gilbert, I'm sure the waiter was the uncle in front of me. Pride slowly opened his mouth as he prepared to be angry from now on at the harsh expression in between his brows.

I tried to grab the cup in an attempt to mislead the tension, but just being aware of my arm turned it into a jerky movement. Even though it's not too hot, the dress is twitching and wet underneath, so I'll start by asking what to check.

"Um, Uncle Vest was introduced here by Prime Minister Gilbert...?"

“Who else is there? Don't worry, I've heard some things, so don't worry. Or are you not going to say anything to yourself?"

No, no, no, no! "he said, shaking his head sideways violently as his voice almost turned.

I wasn't supposed to be in a bad mood, but if I was told with harsh eyes, it would all atrophy. The blind humans, including myself and my father, are a familiar pride, but the harsh gaze from the soft-eyed humans like Vest was a different scare.

My whole body is tense and strong against my uncle, who has been painting strictly for a long time.

But you can't be scared forever.

"... Actually, I met a certain young man during the school infiltration. It belongs to a baroness named Ray Karen who works in a special secondary school classroom."

Decide, then follow the order and pride begins to speak.

Now that we don't know how far Gilbert's information controls have gone, it's not easy for Ray to talk about his relationship with Anchorson.

Ray's friend is a slave victim of the previous recapture battle. And when I told him that it was amnesia, I got organized.

As I tasted two sips of black tea in front of me, I thought about why Jilbert had brought me into contact with Vest.

There are several possibilities. Including the possibility that Gilbert's summoned person and Vest actually dared to take their place. The fact is that a special ability person who can recover his memory will not even meet with West without permission. Like Arthur and Gilbert, it is a secret presence in the Kingdom of Freesia, where even the first princess is uninformed. Otherwise, West's relatives, direct reports and servants. Or.

"I see, I understand what you're trying to say. So you want to recover the memory of the slave victim?"

After all that was said, Vest briefly checked the main points.

Some explanation had been given by Jilbert when he received the request, but when he heard the story of pride, he finally reached a point of convergence. Understanding her personality, Vest exhaled as she silenced the cup back to the table.

Instead of being disgusting, ask yourself questions this time to check the situation in detail.

"The person who is now calling himself Thomas has nothing to do with this confidential visit. So it has nothing to do with the fact that Albert said that your" prediction "of everything hasn't been revealed?"

"... perhaps"

But even so, Gusagusa and Pride pierced it like a pen tip.

In detail, Ray "personalized the school and moved the back office to collect extortionate information from lower-level students". She predicted that the cause was Lyer, but it was obvious that it would be an extra complicated story if I said it here. Especially if Vest still didn't know about Ray's charges.

Either way, for strict Vest, the result is the same, even if he doesn't know the reason for Ray's crime. Even if you use the words "prediction" halfway here, it will only make Ray feel worse.

But once again, Pride lowered his gaze from the front waist to his knees.

It is only my purpose to change the future after making predictions. Therefore, I infiltrated to recall the predicted content. Without regard to the back and the front, Ray's rampage was stopped.

The future that Liar foresaw trying to recover his memories has been stopped and will have no effect. Nonetheless, it is excessive interference, such as asking the person who is a royalty to use the position of royalty to recover his memory for only one student, who is called Ray.

Self-satisfaction. Ray and Thomas have already taken a step towards a new friendship with each other, just like in the game, but there's nothing more to do.

Even though I knew it myself, as the First Princess, I was hesitant to ask for more in front of Vest.

"Very well."

"... hehe. I'm... ehhh..."

With a simple tone of approval, Pride turned his voice back.

I never dreamed that a disciplined West would agree so easily. Unintentionally scattering his gaze around, he lost his place to the hand that was stacked on his lap. I really suspected that Uncle Vest was in front of me.

Even with a lot of confusion, only Vest was still calm. I swallowed the last bite of the cup after shrugging my voice to suppress the pride of saying, "Is it really okay?"

"But answer some of my questions. That's the deal."

"Of course, of course... but is that okay?" To be a royalty, but to be a part of someone. "

I threw my hesitation into Vest.

If you move, your effort won't change. And it's only my own self that wants to help the target of the strategy. I don't think it's enough to thank Steyl and the others for their help, but that doesn't mean I don't hesitate to let my uncle Vest help me. She knows the weight of moving one of the top players.

Originally, the West, which is strict in its rules, is the most eye-catching project.

That's why I don't have enough awareness as a royalty, don't involve Jill Vail, and I'm prepared to be angry that I won't engage with the people in vain while I'm undercover. However, instead of eagerly pouring the second cup of tea into the cup, Vest in front of him was eagerly pouring it.

It was cold black tea with no more steam, but I couldn't help but call the maid, so I tasted Vest as it was.

I grabbed my cup as I remembered my pride. The black tea that hadn't even touched her mouth was completely cold. As soon as I touched my lips, the surface of the water swayed to a different and refreshing stimulus. Vest's restlessness remained unchanged, even as she revealed her pride of agitation.

"Of course, if you can forgive me, there's nothing more." I'm not the only one who can cure Ryer's amnesia. "....."

"I should be the one asking the questions, Pride."... and I didn't allow him to recover from his amnesia. "

The pride clogged his mouth with words.

I was supposed to ask a question, but I asked one way or the other. While reflecting on it, she kept squeezing her lips at Vest's words, but soon opened up again.

Eh...? This time, it was so faint that it couldn't even reach Vest.

In that case, as her thoughts turned around as to what she meant by "it's good" earlier, West continued to say as if she had her confusion in her palm.

"It is more correct to say 'return' rather than 'cure'." I'm the one who took his memory. "

To the words uttered in a gentle voice so that nothing would happen.

Pride didn't really speak out this time. I was dumbfounded, my jaw came off with my mouth open and I couldn't move. The purple eyes were so open that they were about to spill out, and only the thin sound of the heart knocked the time out.

Westerst opened her mouth to the second cup and slightly stretched the wrinkles between her brows, waiting for her movement for a moment. I narrowed my eyes behind the cup to my niece, who had hardened into such a shocking fact.

If we assume what she says next, we wonder if it is "what" or "I mean" or "No way". Already, it is within the expected range to show amazement with only a sip of black tea.

However, how will she answer the question she is going to do when she turns nineteen?

That was all I could ask Vest.