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

"... well. Okay, well, I'll be interrupting in the evening starting next month."

"Thank you, Leon"

I thanked Leon for the smooth laugh he gave me with the tea in one hand.

A week from my birthday. Tea with Leon, who visited my country again as usual, told him that I would like to meet him after the evening after being busy for a while from next month.

Even when it comes to school, it's not compulsory or compulsory, like it was in my previous life, or I could just take a day off for Leon to visit me, but I want to spend as much time investigating it as possible for a limited period of time. Though I thought I'd designate it as a school holiday, that would also tempt me to infiltrate sharp Leon.

It's still my tea party and Leon's. Behind us are the Kingsguard captains Alan and Eric, but Uncle Vest's assistant, Style, and Father's assistant, Tiara, are out now. Only Leon and I really got more these days with regular visits.

"If you're busy, you can't help it. I'm pretty busy, too. Besides, I was wondering if we could have dinner together next evening."

"Yeah, of course. It's nice to have dinner with Leon."

I usually go home in time for dinner, and I don't know what dinner is with Leon. I feel like that's since I first met him.

It has nothing to do with that time, and I'm sure it would be fun to have a dinner with Tiara and Style. When I was excited to think so and my cheeks loosened from now on, Leon smiled back with joy.

"I guess school's busier, huh? Starting next month, it will be very difficult to accept it at school. Maybe you can't find a teacher or something?

"Yeah, that's no problem. All the faculty were confirmed yesterday.

As far as faculty and staff are concerned, the upper echelons, mainly Chancellor Gilbert, have been electing candidates for us for much of the time. Executives such as study-related teachers and school directors have been finalised internally for much of the time. I just finished my professional lecturer recruitment exam and selection yesterday. From the beginning of the publication, people in the professional profession were recruited from the castle "to work in institutions that will operate in the country in the future" along with the presentation of recruitment conditions.... that's what I was supposed to publish before Tiara's birthday.

Although academic teachers don't have to worry about slogans because they have quite a position or anything, the profession actually recruits them from the people who do the work. In order to preserve confidentiality before publication, only professional teachers were recruiting exams after confirming their specific job description and willingness to seek employment after publication.

There are not as many teachers as the main teachers, and the job description just teaches the students what they have done so far, so I was able to secure it without any problems even a month ago. Chancellor Gilbert said no one has resigned since the school's announcement was also explained the job description. I made my salary pretty good because it's national, and I also paid the latest attention to what I did so I wouldn't be a black company. Still, I was relieved not to say that all the securing personnel resigned and did not bring together professional teachers.

He also started recruiting staff, other than the other teachers, administrators, dorm mothers, guards and cleaners, but he gathered quite a few hopeful people. I'm glad the people were interested, and I'm pretty sure it's because Prime Minister Gilbert, the strongest strategist, took charge of recruiting himself.

"So is it a classroom or something? You haven't decided on a curriculum yet."

"I'm fine with that too. The style of classroom assembly and subject is very tight. Prime Minister Gilbert and I have worked together, so we have a very nice system."

"Heh, you're a boulder style prince. I want to build a school for the people in Anemone someday, and I wonder if I could go on a tour when it opens."

"Absolutely! From a month onwards, a tour or even your mother's permission will be possible from time to time, and I would be more than welcome to Leon."

It was actually scheduled to be possible from time to time early in the school, but I had it made a month later for my infiltration convenience. I am truly sorry for those who wish.

Well, Leon wouldn't know my childhood, and he wouldn't find out if it wasn't too close. I also want the kingdom of Anemone to definitely incorporate the school system after the abolition of slavery. It's not just the kingdom of Anemone. Although schools for allies will be unique to our country, I would urge countries not to hesitate to build schools for their people.

The school system and the creation of this school curriculum have been joined by Steele from the very beginning, along with me as well as Chancellor Gilbert, who is familiar with the law and the country, and ultimately a force that Father put me through and asked me to lower my permission. I want you to refer to it.

"So what's so busy? I wonder if I could ask."

"Uh, that's..."

Concon

The knock rang as I expected where I was stuck in words.

Thanks! I look towards the door with a little thought. Shortly afterwards, "Sister, it's me," Style's voice hung through the door.

Jack the Kingsguard opened the door for me from inside the room if I also checked with Leon and then allowed him to enter. Uncle Vest gave me some time off. Style greeted me with a smile, and I'll give it back too.

"You're here! Glad to hear it."

"Hi, Prince Steele. Good job."

Marie, a dedicated samurai, matches our words and starts preparing tea for the stay.

If Lotte pulled the chair, Style sat next to me, opposite Stone and Leon diagonally. "I'm glad I made it," said Steele, who sits with his fingers together on his knees, comparing me and Leon slowly moving every face. Gently touch the tool area of the black edge glasses at the tip of your finger and open your mouth.

"I'm sorry I was talking to you. So what are we talking about now...?

Saying so, Style instructed me to pay just by hand signals when I smiled back at Marie for serving me tea.

After receiving the signal, he leaves only us and the Kingsguard knights, and the dedicated maids and jacks bow their heads and then leave with little noise outside the room. I tied my lips once to the style that would try to get me back on track for the interrupted story.

Listening to the sound of the doors being carefully closed, I briefly reflect on the progress of the school system, which I was talking about earlier, and on the fact that regular visits to each other will also be in the evening because we will be busy for a while. "That's exciting," Style also discouraged about dinner with Leon.

I can't even tell Leon about school infiltration, which is also treated as top secret by the upper management. There are many people in the upper echelons who also want their relatives to experience enrollment in school, so if I or Style talk about infiltration, there is a great chance that more or less information will be leaked to relatives attending school as well.

Most importantly, if anything happens to us, we have to suspect the upper management. To prevent that, the only people who know about school infiltration are the servants, including the dedicated maids and Kingsguards who look after us, Chancellor Gilbert and the top management, as well as the Knights Commander and Deputy Commander. And to Adam and Tippett, my mothers.

"By the way, sister. Why don't you tell Prince Leon about Adam and Tippett?

Style

Eh, and I accidentally get dumb voices leaking reflexively.

Now, I need to get a stick! I said, "Let's go out to the garden today."

The words and abruptness without too much hesitation surprised not only me but also Captain Alan and Deputy Eric and raised their shoulders. The person of the bomb statement at the time gently included a sip of tea as Leon glanced back at the style in amazement. It seems to me that an extra graceful trick like enjoying the freshly brewed fragrance made my remarks now were empty ears. No, I told you it was definitely a hoax.

I wonder if that's why I even politely paid for it. During the silence, for a while, with my mouth moving like a pak and a goldfish, I cease to speak either. And the stiff Leon was quicker to resurrect than me the goldfish. "Adam......?" and his voice was unusual and slightly lower, and he even had chills like goosebumps. Beautiful emerald eyes that remained open glowed like glass reflections for a moment.

"Sister, if you don't mind, I'll explain, okay? I don't think the kingdom of Anemone involved in the recapture war is any other personnel, and above all, I think Prince Leon would be credible enough."

Right? and Stayle chuckled straight to Leon.

The style of silently returning the cup of tea to the receptacle was stunningly calm. I also managed to force my lips to close from a painful state, but if I unconsciously turn my face to Leon in the front, my eyes would fit straight together.

It's the name that didn't call me, but it's pointed at me like a jean with beautiful eyes thrown away. He's worried about me just because he heard the ominous word. I can't help but notice Leon with the anxious look on his face. Mmmm... I can't say for sure, if I worked my consciousness desperately to let my gaze slip away, this time Leon stood his pinky finger up against me and showed it.

Muggle and now it's time for his gaze to be nailed to his finger. From Leon, who bends and stretches his pinky fingers repeatedly, if he mutters "Promise......" with a muttering voice that seems cut, he can't win anymore.

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Leon responded instantly if I asked him to interrupt so that he could keep it a secret from the King and others.

... Yeah, sure Leon can trust you. I also know that I am not someone who tells confidential information to others. But even though it could really be an unnecessary worry for him.

I sigh once, conscious of my shoulders getting rounded. Tiara wouldn't have thought that Style would actively involve Leon. I didn't know we had gotten along so far, although we felt a little close from the time of the defense.

I started talking to Leon word for word, keeping in view the style that was gracefully tasting the second bite of tea next door. "In the form of prediction, about the possibility of Adam and Tippett surviving.

As soon as Adam's name came out at the top of the opening, Leon silently frowned strongly at the center. The rugged, arguably painful look included the angry as well as the injured person sees.... maybe he cares more about me mouthing his name than about himself. Even I didn't want to say it again.

At the end of the conversation, his hands, placed on the table, were shaking slightly.

"Pride.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"No, you're not! No! That's really something else, so it was... really at my convenience...!

I rush to stop Leon, who originally had white skin, from turning even bluer. No, it really doesn't matter.

Leon, whose jade eyes were black-and-white, vibrated slightly to his voice. Keep the strong look on his face. Instead of me, he turned to Steele. Style finally chills his grin on Leon, who cuts the wind and slightly disturbs even his neat blue hair.

Style, quiet to a serious look, said a word back, "Except" when he looked at Leon. In the meantime, relieved, Leon strokes his chest down with a deep breath.... kind of sneaks in on realizing that my reliability is diminishing. I can't help it if I think about what I did.

Besides, "I'm not in the same situation as relying on Leon yet. If there's anything like telling him from me, I'm sure it's when he really needs help.

"Prince Leon. Why don't you talk to me after this, if you don't mind?... alone."

Even after I finished my conversation with you.... Style laughed again.

Smiles haunt black hegemony even though they are social usual smiles. I don't know, I'm not angry, but I'm really scared. It's the air that resembles me when I'm thinking something bad.

I overheard Leon catch his breath as his shoulders accidentally went up and down. I wonder if Leon the boulder is scared, too, and if he turns around, just the rubbing sound of the cloth makes him stand up.

"Make sure.... sorry Pride, excuse me for a second.

I'll see you later, and I'll stick with Leon for his usual smooth grin.

Then when I rise with a grinning smile, the two greet me and the Kingsguard knight while I am mundane. When Stayle knocked on his hand and returned the Kingsguards and dedicated maids outside the room, he dived through the open door at the same time and took Leon away. "Hey..." he said just before, and the door was closed again with patarity and mercilessness.

I'm the only one left at a table lined with cups for three, kind of asexually lonely and vain. He turned his neck like an old doll with Kata, Kata, Kata, and turned his face to Captain Alan and the others. Neither of us has swallowed up the situation in front of us. My mouth is cramped. Until I noticed my gaze, I was staring at the door where the two of them had left in the same way. And it's an indescribable look if you look at it.

Talk about Style and Leon................ Whatever you think, it just happened earlier and I don't think it's just a tea drinking story between guys. No way, I don't think so.

... You didn't say that, did you?

I was then extra scared that the two of them who came back within less than a half an hour of things were smiling too bright. And with a smooth grin, Leon's first voice...

"School.... Looking forward to hearing about it?

Because it was.

Afterwards, Leon, who promised a regular visit just three days after the school opened, left willingly.

The unpleasant feeling of that grin carrying the luscious light behind my eyes convinced me to run through my spine.