The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

A few days after the Killiers disappeared, the Corcuete demons led by Mr. Leah returned to their country.

Along with many of his companions, including Mr. Garp, the icy carcass.

I knew you wanted to go home.

I feel sorry for you for fighting in a distant exotic country and not being able to go home all the time.

... Except for Tartus' neck, which was similarly iced.

I'm sure it's to expose him to the castle gate.

If you're a Balmillard, make a big announcement about who Barbario all knew.

It is still unknown whether it will become a Deltirade country, or whether it will be absorbed by the kingdom to treat it like an enclave.

Mr. Serve had a headache thinking about it when he got back to the country for now.

And we, the Stiges, are finally on our way home tomorrow.

I mean, Perne and I will no longer be able to see each other as before...

"That's why I'm here!

"He said he was here... Am I free to come to the king's bedroom..."

"It's okay, I'm the queen too! So no problem!

The maid at the entrance, she let me through with warm eyes.

I storm into the queen's room in Negrije and fall asleep in the same bed.

I can spend time with you, this must be your last night, and forgive me for all this wagamama.

"Pfft, already... You're a free queen to the point."

"It's bad that Stige's a yule."

Holding the macra I brought with me, Goron next to Perne.

The two of us smile face-to-face.

But you can't just laugh when you think about the Killiers.

Nature and my face darkened and I sighed.

"... Killier, I don't know what to do"

"Let's believe it. I did everything we could. All you have to do is believe in the brave and wait."

"At the end of the day, that's all you got."

Aside from supporting supplies, our hands were struck to the extent we could.

The brave man headed west, no, north, east, what a mixed information flow under the castle or even wet clothes in the first place.

Of course, be careful not to be identified.

I don't know if it works, but I wish I could delude Paradie's eyes a little and protect Killier's honor.

"Ha, I don't know... I thought the Queen could do anything more."

"There's no one in this world who can do anything. That must be about God."

"God..."

It's exactly what I can think of when I hear God. Empireo.

I'm sure people from all over the world do.

I thought I was a real god and savior of the world until a little while ago.

"Hey, is there a god?

Killier says, Empireo is not a god.

He's creating demons. It's a fundamental being, just a bucket of living things feeding demons and people's souls.

Then what's the real God?

I wonder who the hell created us.

"That's a difficult question...... Apart from Empireo, there are gods who are believed here and there. But it all feels like being spiritual or deification of past greats. Maybe there's no such thing as an Almighty God."

"But I might be there. You don't have an answer for what we thought. Ha... I really can't do anything and I don't know anything. The Queen is just a human being."

Sleep tight, squeeze your body into the fuzzy bed and fuzzy breath.

"That's right, we're just people. So sometimes I miss you, sometimes I want to cry."

When I miss you, huh...

I'm curious, I'll ask Perne.

I'm a little embarrassed to ask you this.

"Hey, do you want Perne? You won't be able to see me tomorrow, will you?

"Huh...?

I was surprised that Perne kept her eyes open.

I was equally surprised that I didn't think I would cao like that.

"... what about Mr. Stra?

"I'm the one asking. What do you think, miss?

I'm trying to deceive you, but that's not gonna happen.

This place is gooey. I'll attack you.

"... uhhhhh..."

I'm blushing like this and I'm bored with words. Perne, I may have never seen anything before.

"Hey, what do you say? You missed me?

"... Sa."

"Sa?"

"Sami, I want... ooh"

Perne finally confessed.

With a small voice that squeezes out while turning bright red.

He seems like he's some kind of bully, and I feel sorry for him.

At the same time, it brings up unspoken joy...

"... Me too. I miss you too! So, Perne, stick around and go to sleep today! Gyu!

"Hih!

I was holding him. I let go of my pillow and held Perne's body instead.

"Hey, Mr. Stra......!

"... no?

"No, it's not... Tonight's the last night, so it's special."

"Yay!

On your last night with Perne, stick with the queen, hug her.

... but this isn't really the last time.

If I find Hippo on official business, I'll definitely see him again.

The next day, the weather is half cloudy and sunny.

In front of the main entrance square of the castle, the Knights of Stige are aligned in a bisci manner.

It is the big brothers and Mr. Reid who are leading the way.

And I have to wait for the carriage to leave, and spare my goodbye to Perne.

"Perne, thank you for taking the time to drop me off. You'll be busy."

"That's okay. I didn't have any official duties more important than dropping Mr. Stra off."

"Hey, isn't that 'no official business more important than dropping Mr. Stra off'?!?

"Pfft. Is that how you wanted to be told?

Ugh, an unexpected counterattack flew in.

At last night's array, I might have gotten too well.

By the way, I don't hear the knights and big brothers around me because I'm whispering.

Probably.

"Your Majesty, it's time"

"Mm, okay. I'm on my way."

My big brother still gives me a nasty attitude.

It's a public (snack) place, so I can't help it.

"... well, let's go. I miss you, but I'm sure I'll see you again soon."

"Yeah, I'll see you around. Come to Deltirade anytime, I'll be waiting."

"Perne, come to Stige, too, right? The good thing about our country, we haven't had enough fun together yet."

"I'll think about it"

At the end of the day, I had my hands full, and then I turned my back on Perne.

And to the carriage where my big brother and Mr. Reid are hitting on me.

"Your Majesty, you're very close to His Majesty Perne."

"Right? We got along pretty well before Mr. Reid knew it."

It might be good for the relationship between the two countries, but that's why I got along with Perne. I don't have a single intention of that.

We seem to fit so well.

I lean over the carriage, the door falls off, and I move out slowly.

Diete's castle leaves the main entrance, crosses the moat, continues down the boulevard and turns away one by one.

I can't even see Perne anymore, and I'm going straight forward.

This is how the story of the new American queen and the well-made maid pulled the curtain.