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

Maiden Game "Give Me A Glimmer of Light With You" II.

A few years after the Kingdom of Friesia, the only country in the world with special abilities, regained its time of peace.

The protagonist, who enrolled in school for one reason or another, touches the heartbreak of the attacked person in confusion about his first school life, heals it and ends up stopping the school crisis with the attacked person and leading a happy school life with the attacked person in the school where Las Boss is gone.

... and that's definitely Kimihika's second pompous allusion.

Kimihika does not change only big themes. The case is solved by healing a hard-won past or heartbroken attacker.

And the stage is a school called "Bud Garden" in the game.

I somehow remember that it was overall rounded content compared to the first one.

However, the online reviews were "not enough," "learning paro w," "thinner than the previous one," "I want an unmarked FD out before that," "I also wanted a royal offensive character," and "I would have liked you to do it with a previous character if learning paro," which was a very beatiful piece. Well, it was the first Kimihika school at the time, and that's how I treat the second most popular work all in all. The overall rating wasn't bad, so it probably continued afterwards as a lengthy series.

And the second one is also the game I remember the least in my previous life.

Whatever, it's a game I played before the first one. Thanks to this, I still can't even remember the names of the protagonists and lass bosses, as opposed to the attackers of the game except for the major muscles that I've played many times.

That's why.

"... here I come"

I whined in my mouth in front of the school gate I should have visited yesterday.

I shrunk my back and once I stopped, I glanced up at it blindly with the style and Arthur lining up next to each other. Arthur, who carries me and Stayle and the backpack for the three of us, also lined up there. Several children pass our left and right while Deputy Eric is also holding back behind us.

Freesia Kingdom's own institution, Pradesh School.

From today on we are students here.

I created it myself, and in the game, Chancellor Gilbert is supposed to be building it in a few years. institutions to raise the standard of living and education of the people. And now a stepping stone for the Alliance's common policy in the future.

Our school will never tolerate failure or scandal.

"Okay, I'll pick you up when it's time. Please be careful."

Lieutenant Eric, who drops us off in front of the school gate, bent over as he lurked his voice.

That's all Deputy Eric has to do for a lift only. Lieutenant Eric, who also waited at the Gilchrist house this morning on schedule, forcibly pushed his family away to escort us to school. Your father and brother Keith weren't at work today, but your mother just dropped me off.

"Thank you, Deputy Eric."

Looking back, if you laugh, Deputy Eric ties his lips.

You seem to have tried to keep your head down, but if you do that on this occasion, you'll be suspicious. Instead, he put his hand on Arthur's shoulder and pressed me, "Keep your eyes open..." Arthur, stretching his spine and responding, is the same age as us now but the tallest. Enough to pass through another grade or two.

Lieutenant Eric, who also said hello to Style as he was, will finally break up on this occasion. There were many other adults like the students' families besides Deputy Eric. Although security has improved year after year under the castle, it is not uncommon for anyone other than us to transport you in this way due to the fact that you are close to lower levels with the impression of relative insecurity. Even in the previous life, it was until the lower grade of elementary school, but here, children up to the middle level or so can still be guided closer to the lower grades. Although it will depend on the convenience and policies of the house, by comparison, I think there is still room for improvement in security in this world.

He picks us up in the after-school hours, so we waved to Deputy Eric at the end, confirming the meeting time.

"See you later! Mr. Eric!

Yeah, I could naturally say it like a child.

This may be the first time you've ever called down a knight, no matter what you care. Deputy Eric also seemed surprised and solidified with his hands raised over his shoulders to gently wave back. From the peace of mind after one's work, or as the twitch followed the tension later, his face is blushing red even in the distance.

"I won't keep Deputy Eric's heart..." or Arthur whispered to Steele as he dived through the school gate, "I think it's okay to call Deputy Eric."... Could it be that I'm too used to being on track?

It's true, Lieutenant Eric is a guardian position, and maybe we should think about overpacking the distance because they don't know he's a Kingsguard knight. Then should I still keep my salutation and deputy captain calling? I'll talk to Deputy Eric again when I get home today.

.................. but.

Yeah, I got it, and while I gave it back, I looked back at Lieutenant Eric from the other side to both neighbors, Steele and Arthur. Sure, there's a point about Deputy Eric, but now it's first.

"Philip and Jack, too, talk about me without respect. Because I'm the same age now, and I'm just a relative."

If you are an advanced student, you will not have children who speak respectfully even though they are the same age from the intermediate level or less. I need you to talk to me normally so I can fake my identity.

When I asked him to do so, Arthur's mouth solidified visibly in the form of a "yes". He's got a look like Deputy Eric earlier by turning his throat.

Both Style and Arthur, who have been treating me with respect for a long time, are now nervous about no respect for the First Princess. Style held the black edge of his glasses and deflected his face from me. "What... but" I can hear the prawns, but I can't avoid all this. I overlap my words to persuade the two of you who can hardly say a word of acceptance while walking.

"Don't hesitate. At this age, it's normal not to speak respectfully."

"No! But I've spoken respectfully to you since I was eight...!

"It's my thirteenth hour too...!

So now you're not a princess, you're a commoner, because...

I want to scream at Arthur for his rare and irrational style and his best to get on with it. But I can't say that out loud, and at least by the time I get inside the school building, I desperately try to persuade him while lurking my voice that I want to wear black and white. If you're so hesitant, you should have asked Tiara to help you persuade you, too, at the castle.

"But I need to behave properly and normally. You're a relative of Captain Alan, and you're never gonna respect me like that."

"Chemetho! Be good. Be good, okay? If anything happens to you, you must definitely come to me!

"Yes. Sefek, please come visit me anytime. Come with me to the dorm halfway."

... Is that it? I heard a lot of voices.

My shoulders are reflexively thoughtful of my remembered voice. If you look, just down the road where the elementary and middle school buildings split, the only two people I know were holding each other's hands tight.

It's Cefek and Chemetho. Chemetho is giggling and answering Sefek, nervous enough to tell from a distance. Chemetho is smaller than Sefek, but this way he looks more grown up. In other words, Sefek looks a little harder to get away from Chemetho.... I wonder how long it's been solidifying over there.

I wanted to speak for a moment, but I had to avoid it as much as I could because I couldn't find out who I was. It is only here that we decide to travel, distracted by the human waves, so as not to get into the sight of Sefek and Chemeth.

"Sure, Val sent us both out first thing in the morning..."

Boom, I snort at the style that lurks and chants my voice.

Chemetho and Sefek will be living in dormitories from today on. Except for a month from today, after that I was to go to school with the promise that Val would come to see me after school or at least once every two days with no work.

But Val's situation sent me out about the same time as opening the door today. Yet it still looks like it's not in the school building or in the dorm.... I don't know what to do, I'm getting so worried.

Preschool and elementary departments close to the school dormitories, as well as middle and high departments ahead of you as you push through the green stretched courtyard through the school gates. Although the elementary, middle, and higher departments are different buildings that serve as school buildings, they connect in the crossing hall to share all equipment such as food, subject rooms, practice rooms, and materials rooms. Make it not as big as a castle, and the dorms are pretty big when you let them in. Kemeto in the elementary and Cefek in the middle are separated from the building, so I'm sure they'll stay stopped there.

"Yeah, hey, why is Chemetho a tribute?

Me and Stayle face each other at the same time at Arthur's grunt released by the pretense.

Style also glanced at Chemetho with interest, "Sure" to it. Speaking of which...... I recall a story that Tiara heard from Sefek much of the time ago.

"Sure... was it for Chemetho to work at the castle in the future?

Sure enough, if I worked at the castle, the salutation would be essential, and if I kept going, Style and Arthur looked at each other at the same time.

They both have eyes as round as plates. If I tilted my neck to see if it would have been such a shocking fact, at the next moment Stayle and Arthur voiced "Me too" perfectly.

"I,... I, too, am studying respectful language because I want to work in a castle in the future! So let me also speak to Jeanne in a respectful tone! I have absolutely no problem with Alan because he also told me he was exceptionally brilliant in his introduction to the Gilchrist family!

"Yourself, too! I want to become a knight in the future, so I'm wearing a respectful language. In fact, by this time, I was learning respectful language, and I don't think it would be strange for Alan Squad... if his nephew wanted to be a knight.

... I wonder what the next Regent and the Holy Knight are saying.

I laugh when the edge of my mouth is pimply drawn to the two of us who line up in a hurry. In the meantime, Style said, "Jack and I grew up siblings, so we don't need to speak respectfully, but we will speak respectfully to other humans!," and excludes only Arthur, and Arthur also says, "Me too!" and I get on with it with everything I can. I don't know, I feel so out of company and lonely.

But with no idea of my mood or anything, the two of them decided on it. When I forced myself to talk to him about it, he was rushed to the classroom by the time the bell arrived.

Sure, being late from the first day is too evil noticeable. Well, I had no choice but to break into the opinion of both of us and walk early to the middle school building.... although it's already noticeable.

I still have a bunch of students looking back at me passing by. The boulders are the Style and Arthur of the target of the previous attack. The roots are scratched and stripped to the attention of men as well as women. Whenever the woman was still turned from the boy, both Stile and Arthur looked back gently as if intimidating. Girls seem to be willing to strike piles that go out before they get weird temptations from boys. Boulder elderly.

When I'm pinched like this by two people who are neither children nor men, I'm slightly worried about what I would do if a girl burned a jerk. Through a lifting gate with no lockers or dumpsters, we head to a reception built on an extraordinary basis.

A teacher with a bunch of paperwork lined up told us the classroom from our name. The middle school year is five classes at the moment. We're just three pairs in the middle. Many compared to my school I attended in my previous life, but few considering it's only five classes, even though there's only one in the country.

But I guess it's because even free education is starting to make more kids of this age prioritize their work over their studies. For once, classrooms are secured for more students across the stairs and on the other side, but now they are warehouses, libraries and empty classrooms.

Since some children live steadily under the castle if they are intermediate, there will still be many in the country. It's hard to change the fundamentals. Instead, the elementary school, where clothing and accommodation are also provided free of charge, has an overall class size and capacity that is not comparable to that of the upper middle school.

And apart from that, there are teachers and classrooms, so called special classes, for the upper echelons, one class at a time, for each of the early, first, middle and higher departments.

We're supposed to be common people this time, so it's usually a sophomore class. I managed to get into the classroom sparingly before the bell, and I quickly looked around at the students who would become classmates. If conveniently one of the characters in the second work shows up here, I can see the game is years from now.

Guru looked around at each and every one of his faces, but no one to pin on so far. If you're the target of the offense, your face is definitely noticeable, and when it comes to the betty characters in the maiden game, there may be problematic children and defects, or some noticeable eventful behavior...

"Dr. Robert, students from the High Department are up on the roof!

"No way. I did lock it properly this morning...!

... Suddenly the hallway is noisy.

Although the rooftop liberation should have started in a month. Having just entered the classroom, we head out into the hallway so that we can catch the noise of teachers. I rode myself out the hallway window to the school building across the street and the teacher said, "There you are. You! Where did you get in from?" he said absurdly. Students in the street are also peeking through other windows with wild horse guts. What is it?

Though people's walls were thick and not well visible to me, I peeked as Arthur gently stretched out his spine. Could this be...! and ask Arthur with anticipation, "I see someone." Then.

".................. p,...... Jeanne, Philip. Quickly, I'm messing with him."

A bitter expression returned with a grumpy Arthur low voice.

That, and when my face cramped while my expectations were broken in two too, the style "you can see it coming from here" gave me a gesture in front of a window a little further away.

Something tells me I don't want to see it anymore. If I peek through the window in Pandora's box mood, I can see the rooftops of the high places. The shadow that was certainly falling asleep there was turning his back on the teacher's yelling voice as well by hitting him in the back with things like nails on the bran. Maybe he's asleep early this morning, and he's tired of seeing Chancellor Gilbert after sending the two of them back to school again, until start-up time. Shoulder drop, I guess. And as Style and Arthur stare at him like he was stunned through a window, I silently unlock the deadline window key.

"Pup, Jeanne!" "Jeanne, I'm better than that," Arthur and Style say, but no questions asked. As the pleasant breeze outside came inside the school building, I gently stepped out and sucked up my breath at once. Straining his throat and screaming to reach him just as the teacher's voice did.

"Val, come to the crossing right now."

I call out loud the problematic and surely defective Val of the third year of the High School, the second year of the Middle School.

Pride Royal Ivy revamped Jeanne Bernards' school life opened the curtain from the worst of the worst.