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

... It was dangerous.

The exam starts, and I breathe out before I look through the question sentence, stating my name.

Not a real name. It's a tentative name Philip Bernards. I don't think you need to worry, but just in case, I whisper to Pride, "Please don't give me the wrong name." Pride, which has often been spooked since this morning, will ruin everything in case you write your real name. Arthur is still alive, but me and Pride will be killed if they find out his name.

There are a total of five problem sheets that have been turned from time to time. Quite a few, but the difficulty and variety of histories, formulas, astronomy and reading texts were widely fragmented from the simple things of writing the name of our country, writing my age, and writing the name of the land where I live. If the problem statement is checked slightly first, the first sheet is for the elementary part, the second sheet is for the intermediate part, and the fourth sheet is for the class content according to the age of the higher part.

Intelligence depends on where you live and where you are born over your age. Even I could only read and write my own name until I was adopted.

First of all, in order for teachers in each classroom to derive the correct method of education, it is essential to understand academic achievement. Because they have to see all the students in this classroom in one go, not individually tailored teachers like us.

Finish checking the contents of the problem form and I'll move the pen distributed to all the students. In the unlikely setting of being a good human being as a relative of Captain Alan, it would be a good idea to get all the problems in the elementary department right.

I think as I keep answering simple questions.

That it is not only from Radiya to protect pride on campus.

Until today, I wished I could hide the shadow of Radiya, the predicted threats to schools and students, and even her identity.

I was surprised by the boulders at the reunion with Powell, and we should keep dodging it when it comes to Amlet, but there's no danger to pride so far. They haven't even noticed who we are, and Val's in the high ground as instructed, and the Kingsguard knights are lurking. Everything is as planned....... but.

I forgot the existence of a man who leans on his pride...

Are you nuts? I'm an idiot.

Although it worked out earlier, I want to beat myself up for not assuming this at all.

Pride, who was back in age at fourteen, was............ very adorable. Now was the time for an adult feminine look. The way she grew older had changed from the usual atmosphere she was used to seeing unexpectedly.

It used to look like I saw it, and even the portrait of the time is in the castle. But for the first time in five years, it's completely different. And without even makeup! Covering her wavy, deep red hair, she even left a completely different impression and unbearability than her in both her figure and her memory.

Honestly, even my brother, me, got hot on the face when I first saw that look. But it's only because I know who she is now.

Lieutenant Eric, Captain Alan and Arthur both know because they know their current pride, and there's no way they're going to lean on her more than they need a school student who doesn't know who she is or who she is when she looks like a fourteen-year-old. Because they're just fourteen-year-old girls.... and I thought it was a mistake in the first place.

I completely forgot the fact that if Pride was fourteen, the other students were fourteen years old.

Pride is just a child for us now, but it's definitely a woman for them. On second thought, Pride was already popular by the time he was fourteen, even in social circles and ceremonies, by the time he was close to his year's decree and prince.

As far as the Knights are concerned, it was almost eight years ago that they admired their pride, except in the social world. As of the time Pride was fourteen, some men were fourteen or more years old to aim next to her, the first princess.

At the time, I forgot how many times I was tried to be flexible as her brother, too.... even from me it was convenient to flatter people like that the other way around.

I already had a bad feeling about it since I walked into the classroom. She and a near-age boy looked back again and again even as they headed to the classroom, and many of them gazed into pride if they entered the classroom, and everyone lit their faces if her figure stood out at all.

The pride of being a child for us is definitely paedophile for them. Unlike the social world, no makeup or dress has come. On the contrary, it was my mistake to bracket the height that if she was even putting that beautiful hair together, it wouldn't be noticeable with her surroundings for some time.

Whether you wear makeup or not, her clear skin, the length of her eyelashes, the vibrancy of her lips and the size of her eyes are all beauties that overwhelm the others. … or the opposite stands out for not wearing makeup. Furthermore, the fact that all of her deep red hair had been rounded together seemed to make an extra concert to the contour and size of her face.

Honestly, the more I see the reaction of the other boys students, the more I think it was impossible from the start to make her act inconspicuously. Now I'm really glad I didn't have to add to the lurk until Tiara. He was also popular by the time he was fourteen years old with his girly adorability. If that's the school, I can definitely keep an eye on my upper classmates. It's nearly impossible for those two sisters not to stand out side by side or to lean on other men.

Earlier, while they were talking to me and Arthur, their consciousness was turning to pride. Should I think I'm only fourteen years old where I can only talk to us and talk to Pride?

... or are people in the social world too aggressive? It is only natural for the social community and ceremonies to greet them who are royal. But I guess the laying is out of step when it comes to talking to first-person girls who just say they will be studying together in the same classroom.... Well either way

I'm not going to bring my pride any closer than I need to.

Whether you don't know the First Princess or a people without sin, you can't let them be any closer than they need to be, being heterosexual.

Rather, it's far scarier than the social world. No one thinks she's just a woman her age, not the first princess, because no one thinks she's guilty of "disrespect."

I don't have that many memories before I was adopted either, but it wasn't uncommon for someone to have a lover, at least from a teenager to an adult. It's only natural to have that kind of awareness of women from them, who only have three years left until adulthood. Women are allowed to marry at sixteen and men at seventeen. If you want an early marriage, it's time to think about it for the future.

And even if they keep their legally permissible boundaries between minors, it would be a felony if they took even one step to Pride, the First Princess. I am not out of the realm of acting particularly impulsively when it is their age. If, … in the unlikely event of an attempt to socialize with pride or an act aiming at awkwardness, it develops into an outrageous situation.

I'm not talking about Prince Cedric's disrespect two years ago. Besides, if the other person is a people who is not royal, it can even be a death sentence. In order to avoid such a worst, we must now separate them from Pride as best we can.

It's only a high ridge flower. To make them think it's impossible to reach out, we have to keep our eyes open to them and Pride to be bad, but not more intimate than necessary. Let them expect you to reach half the way, and when it develops into a hell of a thing, it can be a development for everyone to go to hell.

A mere friendship is good. If you can only have friends of the people in your pride or for a moment, you can smile and watch whether you are a woman or a man. Without a spoonful of evil thoughts there.

It's not like here with the social world knowing who she is. If you say it without choosing a word, "Jeanne" is the only student who has fallen in love with you waiting for ruin.

To protect them and their entire clan, and for the future of Pride, male students must be kept as close as possible.

I didn't expect to even borrow Captain Alan's knight position as soon as possible on the first day. If it's only Deputy Eric's transfer, it's because few people can tell at a glance that he's captain even if he's wearing knights' uniforms.

Originally, I wanted to hide more eye-catching information than was necessary to keep it as discreet as possible. All we have to do is go undercover. Distracted attention to students is paramount.... Yet.

I don't know why you're so fond of me.

The moment I thought so, the pen I was gripping screamed missy and thin.

If he noticed, he noticed that he was appropriately on the verge of dealing with a mid-section problem and hurriedly stopped his right hand. Take a deep breath once, get your breath ready, and then check one question at a time again to move your hands.

... nothing. It just started now. Since the time I met him, Pride has been someone who smiles at everyone.

But instead of the social world, I never thought I'd release that smile on this occasion, hiding my identity and identity. Even royal marquis nobles, who are used to seeing beautiful women dressed in the social world in their daily lives, can see what happens if they release that smile at close range to them, the general public, who shoot regardless of the princess's position. Even Arthur said he changed his complexion with a sense of crisis, but only Pride himself still hasn't noticed at all.

I just filled in the answers section, and I just look down at the boys who talked to us earlier.

From what I can see, most of them are flabbergasted to the point where they can write answers as expected. Some have set their faces on fire enough to know what they are remembering, or are pointing their faces this way to steal the face of Pride rather than the incidental and answer. Inside he looks out the ceiling and windows with his cheekstick as if she were a maiden. For God's sake, I want some of you to care too much about me.

Pride is here to contour what he predicts only to prevent crises between schools and students.... but I know yet another role for me and Arthur beside me as her classmate, right now.

If this were to happen at all, I should have forced the poorly resembled Val into a classmate, even though. Or we should have put him in the pride setting and worked out further measures to restrain him. Captain Column should have revealed Jill Bale's secrets, too. But I should have screwed my pride classmates.

It's no use just keeping your pride out of sight any longer. Her rumors, which threatened to have shot the hearts and minds of more than ten male students already, would be instant to spread.

Some of them have relatives in another school year. Being people even if they don't, they build relationships beyond their age from before school. Even rumors of every second grade girl in the middle school are easy to spread explosively. Rather, it would be more impossible not to spread the word if it were an environment in which the majority of the adults were unaccounted for. If there are any people that stand out or attract interest at all, I'm determined to want to know for sure that I want to see them.

".............................. ha"

Leaked a sigh of sighing up and down each shoulder, filling only the answer fields to be written, I put my pen down.

Pride these days, it's weird sometimes.

There have been times when I made predictions, hid something, and wondered how things were going, but this time it was a little different. Is there a gap between being missing or not stuck...,... odd. Is that because you made a school prediction, or before that -...,...

... why are we supposed to act not only to protect our pride but also to protect them from it when we should have infiltrated together to protect our pride? The more I think about it, the more tired I get, even if I know it's far better and more peaceful than hell I was then.

Besides, pride and radiya are not the only wary opponents this time around. Powell and Amlet, and….

Anyway, we have to keep taking care that they don't know who they are either. Just in case. Try not to get as close to the high ground as possible.

I'm... quite happy to see Powell again, to be honest.

Originally, I wasn't expecting it. It was my goal that he wanted to start school by the time he was eighteen, and if I found him, I wanted to talk to him even a word, so I persuaded Pride and Gilbert. But I wanted to take over this name I told him at the time.

If it is this name when we meet him again, you will notice from him, and it will be smoothly involved. And on the first day, as you can see, he found me. I'm not looking forward to seeing you on your lunch break after this. I wonder how he has spent the last four years, and if he will, when he will let me know how he was when he met.

Most importantly, I'd also like to hear what kind of life he has right now. I want to hear about someone who made me cry and say I'm happy right now.

The first priority is pride and school, the safety of the people, but I also wish I could find out a little more about him now during this limited period of time. Neither has the vow I made with him yet been fulfilled. The problem I leave behind is with Amlet...

"It's over. I'll collect the answers here."

Teacher Dr. Robert threw an end to the silent battered space.

At the same time, the bell rings, and the signal at the end of the second limit rings throughout the school. I don't think I had to move my hands because I spent a lot of time thinking about it.

Each teacher checks his/her name and collects the answer form, also taking into account students who cannot write his/her name. The unanswered, timeless students stretched and absent enormously, … and the vast majority of the boys turned a blind eye to pride as they looked around the classroom. With Captain Alan's prestige, he still hasn't got enough restraint. For God's sake, I only wished I was satisfied with looking at it from a distance so that I wouldn't shake my whole life on a stick.

Our answer sheet was also retrieved, and the teacher who gathered the last one specified the time to gather at the third limit and then orally explained the location of the dining room again.

"You're basically free to eat anywhere on school grounds. However, don't go in where it's locked."

Once again, teachers push me to be mindful not to do anything as foolish as Val.

From the first day of business. Now, he wouldn't have cared either. I have to assume from now on that I have done something wrong to the teacher I have held for three years in the high ministry.

As the teacher begins to leave the classroom, the students take their seats as if on fire, multiplying their voices to see what to do with the meal and go to the dining room. I have to join Powell soon, too. It depends on what he intends to do with his lunch.

"Jack, it's okay......?

I look back with a voice of pride that seems worried from next door.

If you look, Arthur sitting next to me, opposite me, was hanging on my desk. Arthur, stuck in his crossed hand with each silver edge glasses, was more exhausted than he was pairing with me. Mostly when I called out "what's wrong" even though I was considering it, it was still the reason I imagined.

"I could barely solve it... something, it's... it's dented..."

"Dr. Robert would also have said not to worry about the results. If you can read and write, it's enough."

That's right... but Arthur shook his head in my words.

Well, I guess the actual age was quite regrettable where Arthur above me and Pride couldn't solve the problem until he was eighteen.

The knight also needs some upbringing, but it is not more imperative than reading and writing. Except I can study and get my head around it. Though the house of the Knights Commander, it is not strange that Arthur's academic ability, born as a normal commoner, is to that extent.

"Yes, it's okay! Besides, you don't have to solve everything. The fourth and fifth sheets were about to be learned in the Higher Department...!

Pride desperately comforts Arthur.

In fact, I dared to swallow the first and second sheets when it came to what was at the primary level. I decide to keep that quiet, too, that I should certainly do that to Arthur, who is depressed.... or by and large here you are not here to study. A man recognized all over the country as a knight, don't worry about that, fool.

Get to the crossing hall faster than that! and Arthur's arm. If Pride pulls, Noronoro and Arthur get up while he leans down.

I pulled a chair and stood up when I carried the three backpacks I had brought to me on one shoulder. I get up to it, too, and I swing my neck around and check my surroundings.... Again, if you want to invite pride, a few boys won't move off the spot when they see us far-flung.

Given that there's no reason to hesitate to invite me and Arthur alone, the target is definitely pride. Plus, from the corners and hallways of the classroom, there are a bunch of girls pouring their gaze over here. The caged gaze of heat was more directed at me and Arthur than jealousy of pride, which got the attention of men.

Consider that even without the prince's name tag, she twisted that she still seems to be quite popular with girls this year. I am aware that I have been quite highly valued by women since before I was adopted.... Quite a hassle, to be honest.

I don't want to wield more love than I need to, even in an environment where I don't have to worry about the outside world away from the corner social world on top of having to hide who I am. I like it as a people, but I don't want to get along personally. Mostly from my point of view, I think Arthur would be much more popular with women if he showed his original stunts, but... I think he's misleading that impression with his hair and glasses. Still, there are still a few girls for Arthur purposes.

Let's go, and leave the classroom with my pride pinched tightly with Arthur and I.

When we left the hallway and headed in a direction with the stairs and the crossing, some boys ran past us to get ahead of us, wondering if we were going to go to the dining room. Furthermore, the number of women who follow their backs from a certain distance increases every time they make a mistake. This is very much the same as a social party.

What happened to Pride to me when I accidentally let out my sigh again? and glances into my face. As I returned my words, I lurked my voice about the exam earlier to change my mind.

"Jeanne, by the way. How was the exam earlier? What percentage......?

"? Of course properly -........................................... …………………………

... I don't like it, I have a feeling.

I assume the worst for my pride as my complexion becomes obviously worse with sudden silence. Pride's legs solidified with his expression, and me and Arthur stopped with their feet in line.

Let him pass it up to his cheeks with a pale complexion. That's definitely cold sweat. Blood draws me to the pride where I can't say anything with my expression drawn to me.

Arthur said, "What's up?" And the attention of the students who go out with me rose as they compared me to Pride. While my pride blood turns worse looking back on me, I ask her fearfully the core.

"No way, I wrote the correct answers on all five sheets." So...?

We shouldn't stand out.

Academic examinations ranged from elementary to higher education classes. And I only answered by the middle part. I only dared to make a few blanks and mistakes, and I didn't get my hands on the contents of the higher section just because I saw a problem. Because that's the best thing about being an excellent student at the middle school.

Naturally, all the problems to that extent are too easy for me and Pride. We've been taught by teachers until we finally learned more.

And in the middle two years, she answered correctly all the exam ranges up to the highest year of higher education.

"Oops... sorry! Um, I was confused, and..."

She would have blued her face and slapped out her full score with a "stick" and the seriousness of the cotto immediately seemed to have guessed, shaking her purple eyes badly, wandering her legs on all sides so that she could not stand still and wolf.

Ha-ha-ha... and I exhale my best sigh of the day, covering my face with my hands from the gap in my glasses.

I don't think it's possible to take her out of people's attention anymore. When this happens, the only way to get through is through with a grandfather who knows the world and is overprotective who can only study growing up in the mountains. If they found out any more about her strengths, they might even be interested in the advanced people in the special classroom. [incomprehensible]

"You know what lurking means……………"

That's what I decided, embarrassing myself with a word of pride to apologize and defeat in a hurry.