The Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times

Firewood bursts into flames in the fireplace.

It was late at night.

"... it was a long time. Now I'm going to be queen from today....."

When I went back to my room upstairs and was alone, I held my back against the wall, looked up at the ceiling, and breathed a little.

A few moments ago, the great men of the Hydrangean Congress gathered at the Duke's residence and held an extraordinary meeting. The meeting was confusing, but I was finally recognized as queen there. It seems that everyone's groans are still in the unattended hall. I didn't realize, but the meeting lasted much longer than I expected.

My legs are trembling now because the thread of tension has broken. I was always on my guard during the meeting. It was necessary to identify the senators who would be allies and the senators who would be enemies. No, not just during the meeting, but all the time. There was always a series of desperate battles, and there was no rest of mind.

"... no, Scarlet. The battle is still going on."

I told myself and chewed my lips. Grip your fists, stroke your temples, and calm down.

This can't be happening. You have to be careful. It doesn't make sense to relax even though the coronation ceremony is not over a month later. My journey as queen hasn't even started yet.

... but if you look back at the steps you've taken so far, you'll also feel sentimental.

It was a long, too harsh struggle for a candidate for succession to the throne. Blood and manoeuvre were everyday chores. I was assassinated like every day. The number of attempts exceeded one hundred. He tried to take advantage of my unusual appearance and abducted me every time there were four princes of the four great powers. The subordinates, who were brutally ordered to kill me if I could not, sometimes turned into assassins. How many times have you been put at risk? It is a miracle that we have survived this far. Not to mention getting the Queen's crown...

With the same red eyes and red hair as the legendary true ancestor, I was granted the right to inherit the Hydrangean throne after the royal family by special provisions. Still, my succession to the throne was not even a single digit. The minute was too bad a start.

If my father, the Duke of Red, who was a hero of Hydrangea, was still alive, it would have been different, but unfortunately he died when I was a girl, caught in an avalanche. It was a really painful journey.

"... Father, I've become your queen... and I wanted to show you at a glance..."

My beloved father... how pleased he would have been if he had known that I had become queen. You must have put your hands next to me, put them over your head like you did when you were a girl, and walked around on the spot.

"That's a scarlet. Our daughter, who is more proud than anyone... you are my best treasure shining brightly, as Ruby's name suggests." A nostalgic voice comes to my mind praising me.

It was clear outside, but your father when he was alone didn't try to hide his own foolishness.

The warm hands that stroked my head, the quiet deep voice, I've... never forgotten. Forgotten

Something. Happy days that were taken away all of a sudden.

The back of my nose was tight.

When I think about the sadness of losing your father, I still feel like my chest is ripping apart.

When I was informed of the obituary, I lost consciousness with grief. I tried to die after him many times. Your father was almost everything in my young world.

My proud father, who was so gentle and vigorous... my red eyes and red hair, like your father, were my pride. He was the ideal father as a daughter. I continued to love my deceased mother all the way, and no matter how much they recommended me, I didn't finally get back. The three of us have been together forever, and we don't need any other family, so he raised me with one man. He called me my little lady and swore to protect me from my soul and my life before my mother's grave until I became independent. Until now, I must have survived miraculously, as he said, and yet your father's soul protected me.

"Hey, Dad... I'm one more person now. So don't worry, go to your mother in heaven. I... I'm fine now."

Father always wanted to go to his mother. He cared as much about me as he did about me, so he just stayed with me. Even on the day of her death, she went to her usual mother's grave. He always talked gently to the tomb as if he were alive.

I saw myself in sight. It's small compared to his age, but your father's dance partner will be able to stop. My father died before I was ten, so I had to be followed by a whole dance imitation. I was anxious for the day when I would be a duutant.

"I'm not good at dancing. But if you can dance with your beloved daughter, it's not as bad as a shame.", she laughed. It was my habit to be the first to hold my partner.

In fact, I was taught at a ball that your father was a masterpiece of dance that everyone loved after his death. After Mom died, I sealed the dance as a memory for both of them. Don't let anyone touch your memories...

Only I was special enough to touch your father's precious memories. Your father loved your mother and me forever. I quit the ball early and cried in the carriage on my way home.

... I bent and brought spare firewood to the fireplace.

The color of the flame is the color of your father's eyes and hair, the color that connects us.

The flame of the fireplace mounted behind the wall shakes the shadow formed in the room.

The marble frame surrounding the fireplace opening was as white as fresh snow.

I stood up after staring at the burning flame for a while.

Reach out and gently hug the rose artificial flower on the shelf.

Red glass petals, brass leaves and stems are brilliantly crafted as if they were alive.

... it belongs to your father.

His father, who was caught in an avalanche, could not even find his body.

Esseleed, who flew to the area, desperately searched for it and finally found it. It was prepared by your father as a birthday present for me. Even though it was a massive avalanche that changed the terrain, only this flower of fragile workmanship did not break and miraculously reached me.

"... this little flower has your father's wish for you to live. Your father was desperately protected by this flower in that avalanche. Just like I've always been able to protect you.... I know how hard it is to lose someone I love. But please. Don't waste your father's thoughts on you."

Esseleed, who handed me flowers, told me so.

His fingers were trembling when he gave me flowers. His eyes were clear.

Your father and Esseleed were close to allies. Still, until my daughter and I got a look at your father, I couldn't shed a tear, and he thought so, with a big back trembling and enduring pity.

I burst into tears on the spot.

Your father was worried about me until the end, and he loved me.

That memory saved me many times when I was about to lose it.

I walked out again to take the throne.

Esseleed and Matsuo have always supported me.

They're both irreplaceable people your father left me.

"... Father, thank you so far... because I'm going to walk as queen and live for my country... I can't cry for myself anymore... but just tonight, just make me cry as your father's only daughter..."

I swallowed the rose of glass.

Thank you. I loved it. I'm really glad I was born as your daughter.

So, just for now, with the feelings of the girl who was wrapped in your love... when I was happy... in the memory of your father holding me... can I cry...!!

"... Scarlett-sama!! Congratulations on becoming queen!! Whoa!!"

A blonde and blue dress jumped straight from the front, along with a sweet call to the nose.

A soft, double-hull is pressed against it.

"... ooaaa!?"

I was so sad that I was struck by surprise that I made a strange noise, not as a girl, but as a baby. You are about to lose your posture and feel your buttocks, sprinkle your hands around and weigh two people.

The glass rose of your father's figure slipped from his hand.

I screamed, but the glass rose snapped and stopped in the valley of my stupid daughter's chest.

Stupid, you think that's possible!? Is this a human innovation!?

I dropped my eyes on my chest and was stunned by the disparity. God, I can't solve it...!!

"Ah, Alisa!! Why are you...?"

Huh?

The pale eyes of your head are staring straight at me, pressing your tits against me.

Yeah, it's no use asking Aho, who lives without instinct.

Because the word reason is not in the dictionary.

I sighed and stuck my hand between the hills of Alisa, trying to regain the image of my precious father. When my memories are crushed with my daughter's tits, I can't cry.

"When I get scarlet, suddenly I can't even touch my tits... eheheh, it's so annoying. Please touch me gently first."

I guess I'll catch up with you.

No, it would be wise to pretend not to hear him.

Hey!! Don't look so happy.

Yikes!! I can't get my hands off my boob press!!

He ignored the words and switched to body language.

A pink cord was worn on my finger, which rushed through the glass flowers from the demon of the tits.

"What is this...?"

I have only a bad feeling.

"... eh, come on. Alisa, I forgot to bring a lot of stuff to my boobs."

And Alisa put her hand in the gap between her chest, and she took out the silk rope. Then the whip... There are many other things... What is this dirty magic show...?

Alisa glanced at me and lowered her head.

"Poor Scarlett... I'm sorry."

You're straight again today, hey...!! My fighting instincts are on fire.

"... it's great to be so full of tits!! I'm sorry for being such a loser!! My chest is a great failure of God anyway!!"

Give me your chest if you sympathize!!

I sighed as I chewed the quick mouth of anger.

I don't know what I'm talking about anymore.

My head tingles. When I talk to Alisa, my Intelligence always follows a downward line.

After deciding on the reign of the queen, my daughter and tits had a lousy argument... my Queen's Road, I've been having a bit of a fight...

"... um, I'll tell you something good. When you get annoyed, you calm down when you squeeze the girl. If you're scarlet, Alisa, you can do whatever you want. Do you really want to... tie it up?"

Alisa lay close to me, her face in her ear, whispering like a good word.

... I'm part of a girl, too.

And why do you bring it to tie-down play?

I gently put the glass rose back on the fireplace shelf and sighed. All right, now you're free to use your hands.

"... can I tie you up? Now, Alisa, stay still for a while and close your eyes."

"... yes... muuu..."

What I misunderstood, I closed my eyelids, ignored Alisa with her lips out, and wrapped her body around with a rope. And she threw sweet erotic goods into Alisa's chest valley. Whatever comes out of darkness returns to darkness, and whatever comes out of breasts returns to breasts.

"Yan, I can't believe you're playing blindfolded and sticking all sorts of things inside Alisa...!! Scarlett tried to reach the Queen...!!"

Don't let your queen take my place.

Ah, that's why it was a tie play.

I see. I didn't notice this. My little girl...!!

I mistakenly pushed Alisa, who was breathing roughly, up her cheeks and rolled over the bench.

I can't leave this dangerous creature alone in my private room. When I was away, I climbed into my room and pulled my underwear out of my pocket. I had a perverted priori where I used to enjoy bathing in my pants in the bathtub. When I discovered it, I was stuck in dry cloth friction with my underwear. It's not really a rope, but rather a chain that wants to sink into the deep sea.

"Alisa... she's tied up and rolled, and I'm going to be messed up by Queen Scarlett...!! That kind of thing, that kind of thing... maybe even this kind of thing...!! Ah, who...?"

The trance of Alisa's bullshit could not be stopped by closing her eyes and rolling around.

Shit, should I have chewed a monkey in my mouth?

However, I know that if he's obsessed with his behavior, he doesn't have enough bodies and endurance bags. I'm actually translating such a thing and such a more remarkable dialogue back into a simple word in my brain.

... the name of this noble weather daughter is Alisa Dianmadi Noel Fontine.

If you put it one way, make it a super beautiful girl, a super beautiful girl.

She is a countess who has worn the shell of a beautiful girl, like a joke, for God to make a mistake on her de-grade misfortune, erotic and skull head. Always causing trouble with men, they cry at me. It is also a substitute for all blade scratch level. It was not once or twice that I was about to get caught up in this. However, Alisa herself assigns all her stats to beauty and fortune, and always cuts through intact. Unconsciously avoids the crisis, so don't think about the rest or the surroundings. Most of the time, all the people next to me will be in terrible trouble, and they will rush to post-war processing. What an inequality pact…….

Of course, I can't help but want to cut him off.

When it comes to Alisa, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

But Alisa follows me like a shadow. It's dangerous stuff and it's too cheap to be used by other ladies... I had no choice but to take care of it, and somehow I was strangely missed. Besides, it's not just nostalgia, it's a stubborn stalker who wants to chastise me. My dream is my wife, the scary bomb girl.

It is no wonder that such a perverted daughter was born in the house of Countess Fontine, who cried with courage. Because of the martial arts family, they may also be cursed by the enemies they have killed. When I saw Sir Fontine running west to apologize in all directions for her daughter's inaction, I was sad and tears came out.

Alisa is a horrifying beauty owner, but her words and actions are too harsh for her daughter-in-law. Men and pseudonyms are rife, but nobody really wants to marry them.

"You can't marry me because you're just saying that. It's so cute, I can't help it."

"... cute!? Miss Scarlett, I'm sorry about Alisa. This is a confession of love, isn't it? It's a proposal, right? Alisa, I'm going to be Scarlett's wife. When do we do the ceremony? Alisa loves Scarlet too. Happily, it looks like it's hatching into a butterfly and flying."

Alisa woke up her upper body, blinking her eyes.

Fly away from the starry sky.

An alien in love, this one. The story does not mesh at all.

How can you pose like that when you're dressed and tied up in the first place?

What kind of abdominal muscles are you wearing?

I have always wondered, the dress we nobles are wearing has corsets, panniers and other skeletons inside, and on top of that, we have petticoats, skirts and robes. You can't easily move around with clothes that tend to harden quite a bit. And yet Alisa jumps and jumps like a flea. I don't suppose it's called gag character correction...

"... it's not hatching, it's feathering. Hatching is hatching from eggs. Leave the larvae forever."

"Ha 'aye. Scarlet. Well, baby Alisa, please."

I sighed at Alisa, who was stunned on a bench.

Do you have such a grand milk baby?!

Don't show off your boiling milk.

Rich people don't want to exploit the poor!!

... well, being a noble lady means being the mistress of the realm. No matter how beautiful they are, they can't leave the Mansion to dolls.

Even if a good butler can handle the mansion, it is the role of the lady to make friends among the upper classes and invite them to arrange a banquet. Because it's an area where you can't step into as a butler below. The mistress must be at least second-class in setting the seating order in consideration of manners, cooking, and power relationships.

However, unfortunately, Alisa looked at the beauty and dance of Special A class and found that everything was below third class.

If marriage between nobles is the end point, it won't be a happy end to love no matter what....

"... eheheheh, it's the anniversary of Scarlett becoming queen tonight. Alisa, good luck bringing Scarlett to heaven. Alisa, you're really good at keeping up at night. Because a man's hips are falling out...."

Alisa squeezes at me from behind and breathes down her neck.

"... yaaaaa!?"

I shook up screaming. Fear made me fall out of my hips.

You were supposed to be in custody, but somehow you're out of line!?

Why!? You even peeled!? You did!!

Because of Alisa, I feel like I'm on my way to Bad End.

"... Alisa, I put a lot of stuff into Scarlett's bed and put it in the first night mode... Let's make it an unforgettable night."

I rushed into the bedroom in haste of an ominous whisper.

In the center of the bedroom is my favorite covered bed. I'm proud of the beauty of the natural wood and the style that the years create. There, the powdered pollen was soaked with gold, glistening and vulgar. It's like a bad hobby golden powder show.

The four corner pillars are folded with pink ribbons and intersect everywhere like a forest spider web. All the curtains have been transformed into laces and ruffles, like giant trousers hanging around. It's a nauseating virgin hobby.

"... look, look!! It's all here!"

Alisa wears a skirt to make sure it's the same design as her underwear.

You want me to sleep in your pants!?

I was stunned by the stupor.

On top of the bed, a huge bear stuffed with tuxedos and wedding dresses sat by. It's a lovely sight that Alisa showed in her bedroom a long time ago. The tuxedo bear had red hair and the wedding dress bear had a blonde wig over it. Needless to say, they mimic me and Alisa. Even worse, there was a baby basket between the two, packed with stuffed toys from a couple of baby bears. The family of bears alone seems to have a baseball team.

In the bedroom table, there was a bottle of hardener in a soft hue with a heart-shaped avec straw in it. Of course, two pillows are available. Only Jesus was embroidered on both sides. It was a firm expression of determination to make children.

"... ah, I forgot to pose as a friend."

With a fan, Alisa's blonde head folded over a couple of bears.

What a friendly pose!!

No matter how you look, you're not in position!!

Don't reproduce reproductive behavior on a person's bed!!

"... Alisa!! While I was desperately crossing with the senators downstairs, did you prepare something like this!? Because in the first place, I can't get in and out of this room normally!?"

Even if I took the throne, it would be as strange as any to have a free pass in my mansion and bedroom!!

What happened to the security of this house!? I'm not convinced!!

I couldn't bear it and finally made a sad golden trumpet.

"Eheh, here comes Alisa, Scarlett's lover, and when I say yes, they let me through quietly. It's strange."

Alisa tilts her head to the weather.

I couldn't help but open my mouth. He took my authority against my daughter. It is shocking that Alisa, who is stuck with me all the time, was mistaken for a lover from the side. But just standing still doesn't make things any better. Step forward, step forward. Because I will be queen.

"... woah!! Alisa, I tried so hard to get Mr Scarlet to taste heaven."

No, it's not heaven, it's hell of lust.

She pushed Alisa, who was crying, into a sack of stuffed toys. Because it was forced to be packed, it was creepy and it seemed like there was a corpse inside. I wonder what I'm doing late at night. If you think about it, your first job as queen will be to get rid of these erotic goods. It was too disturbing.

I'm sorry, Father. I wonder if you could keep an eye on me...

I desperately took down your father, who was supposed to go to heaven, and asked him to keep an eye on him while restoring his bed. Only carefully soaked gold powder in the wood part could be removed, but this can only be left to professionals at a later date. Probably did something close to washing, followed by treatment and repainting of the beeswax. You won't be able to use the bedroom for a while. With the Queen in office, my right to sleep was pushed by the wind.

"Alisa, you...!!"

After I finished cleaning up, I began to get angry. I am very disagreeable with the senators in Congress. Why do you have to devote such unreasonable and wasteful effort to getting to bed as soon as possible?

"... Scarlett-san, it's terrible!! Alisa!! Alisa... even if Scarlett-san became queen!! Even if she left this Mansion!! I just wanted to make sure you don't forget about Alisa!!"

The abominable killer is pounding on the floor and crying.

I'm getting sad.

Because I found out what Alisa was trying to say.

Now that I am queen, I will withdraw from here and move to the royal palace in the near future. That way, you won't be able to come to me as easily as ever. Being busy with the Queen's business will make it even harder to face Alisa.

Alisa got scared that I might forget.

"... stupid. Ah, like Alisa, you can't forget that you almost forgot..."

I bent over and wiped Alisa's tears with a straight nose.

The way it was done was chaotic and annoying, in the tens of millions or trillions of dollars, but still Alisa's feeling of liking me was real.

This one is probably the same, but I am no less a troublemaker than Alisa. Always more than a dozen people want me dead. Alisa, who is always attached to me, has been in danger with me many times. I can't stand ordinary nerve owners. In fact, when the people who approached me to make friends with me learned that danger would not be fashionable for me, almost everyone moved away from me.

However, Alisa alone will not stay away from me forever. No matter how many times you try to kill me, you stick to me with a full smile. It's been more than ten years.

Suddenly the love for Alisa grew and I embraced Alisa. Alisa is probably holding her hand around my back.

"... really!?... really don't forget about Alisa!?"

I sighed.

"You know, it's too good for you to let me go and forget about it. Don't worry, I'll probably never forget until I'm dead...."

"... Zuga... Red... Zaaa...!!"

Then there was no word, and I gently stroked Alisa's back and hair as she clinged to me and cried.

... why do you love me so much?

I'm really stupid.

If I'm a man, I can take you back and take care of you for the rest of my life, but I'm a woman. So find a good man and fix yourself up. I'm really upset about you, but I hope you're as happy as I am.

"... hey, Alisa, what do you want me to do?"

After a moment of hesitation, I made up my mind and spoke to Alisa.

If I could endure every wish that crossed the line, I would have fulfilled it. Nobody loves me more than Alisa when I look at my patron father, Matteo, and Esseleed. At the end of the day, I wanted to respond to that feeling.

But Alisa didn't have any sexual desires, contrary to expectations. After staring at me with a serious look like someone else,

"... well, let's get you a knee pillow. Just talk to me for a minute."

And he lay down and whispered.

I was ready for a generation, and I applauded it with all my heart. Probably had a loose face. For me, a virgin, I was brave enough to jump off the stage of fresh water.

... that's why I didn't notice Alisa saying "I".

"Are you sure you want a lap pillow?"

I suspected it was a mistake, and I cautioned, but Alisa refused.

"... hey, wait a minute. I'll get ready....."

As expected, I can't sleep on my knees without this inflated skirt dress.

I pushed the hem of the robe and skirt up and closed it with the button on my clothes to keep it from falling off. When the swelling of the skirt is eliminated, the cloth will hang on the floor to avoid scratching. Turn your hands around your back and remove the pannier, the inner skeleton that is inflating the dress. Originally, the dress of the noble lady is not a structure that can be easily worn or removed, but since I was punished by an assassin who had previously turned into a women-made dress, my dress has been modified to be worn by myself. Instead of strings, they often use buttons that come out. Shake the skirt hard and drop the pannier at your feet.

Hmm, it's embarrassing...

"... yes, please..."

On the edge of the long sofa, which also served as a nap, I lowered my hips and knelt and nodded Alisa.

"... ah, thank you..."

Alisa lifted her lips.

I flew away.

Oh, did she laugh like this? Weren't you scared?

Alisa sat next to me slipping and lay on the sofa with her head on my lap. I rubbed my hem where I needed to move, so I didn't have any wrinkles on my dress. Alisa's skirt was supposed to be inflated with panniers, but it didn't prevent her from lying down and changed the shape of the inflation well. It's not very common in Hydrangea, but it's probably framed with a good, stiff bamboo. I scratched my blonde hair to one side just before putting it on my head. The whiteness of the shaped nose shone my eyes.

I was dazed and rubbed my eyes.

All I did was lie on the sofa, and everything was so beautiful that I fell in love. Above all, it's gorgeous. It's like a dance of connection. I don't think it's the usual pointy Alisa.

That's funny. I guess I'm too tired. I can't believe I'm going to bite Alisa...

Alisa would have liked to have spoken to Noh weather as usual, but she kept her mouth shut strangely, so she went too crazy.

"... uhh!! Talk to Alisa for a second. It's awkward for women to be silent with each other all the time. I don't suppose you're obsessed with smelling me. Ahahahah...."

I tried to bring it into a laugh, but Alisa remained silent.

"Ahahah, ahah... ahaha..."

My laughter vanished into an asshole before Alisa's silence.

... no, stop it!! Now I'm not like an over-conscious idiot!!

I can't see Alisa's expression lying quietly hidden in her rich blonde hair.

"... ants... sa...?"

My spine suddenly got cold and scared.

Alisa doesn't look like Alisa at all. Is it true that Alisa is on my knee?

In fact, something that may have emerged from the darkness is pretending to be Alisa, and the blonde side is smiling. He must have eaten the real Alisa.

Surprised by such a strange delusion, I felt nervous and thirsty. The darkness of the night and the space between the two of us drove my imagination in an unpleasant direction.

I bent over and was tempted to look Alisa in the face.

I still think so. If I had just seen Alisa's expression right now... could I have noticed something? I don't know now. Because soon the silence broke.

While I was on tour, Alisa slightly wandered around and uttered a word.

"... I wish this time could continue forever. I wish it wasn't time...."

Alisa and the others had a sad sound.

Still, I was relieved to hear Alisa's voice and wore Alisa's hair.

"You're an idiot. Alisa, if time doesn't pass, no pity, but no joy."

I talked to Alisa about two memories.

Almost as I told her, Alisa nodded, but filled herself with nostalgia. My youth has been filled with a series of harsh battles for the Queen. I was always careful, trying to be the ideal me.

However, only when I was with Alisa, when this kid was swinging around and screaming, did I feel like I was in a mood store with temper.

"... the time I spent with you was a huge nuisance, but it was really fun. I'll never forget you when I'm queen. So don't forget me, too. Thank you so much."

Alisa did not answer my words after a brief conversation. I can hear you breathing in peace.

The sad sleeping face looked like a little girl, and I felt happy. If I had a sister, I might feel this way. Alisa and I were born at the same age on the same day, so in that case, we would be twin sisters.

... with such a troublesome twin... I'm so sorry.

I burst out laughing.

I don't know how much trouble you've caused me. And yet, like one of the idiots remembers, he likes me, so you finally missed the time to cut the edge. This is my daughter.

"... you idiot Alisa... when I'm gone, you can do what you want yourself to do. Otherwise, I'm worried about you, and I can't even do the queen business... Hang in there and be happy. I'm here for you.... babba, Alisa..."

I bent over from my back and gently kissed Alisa on her cheek with gratitude and blessings.

I guess I was tired after all.

As soon as Alisa fell asleep, I was attacked by a sleeping demon.

I sat back on the sofa deeply so that Alisa's head wouldn't fall off my lap.

I put a pontoon on top of my back to support the weight of my head. It's an attitude that lacks integrity, but stability is stubborn. Anyway, it's okay because nobody's watching. Focus on function rather than look.

Yes. As soon as I became queen, I was able to improve that wasteful decorative part of the royal palace a little bit more... If Chandelier in that living room opens the door all the time, wouldn't it be enough light without a candle? And then...

My consciousness, which began to think a lot, could not resist the drowsiness, but was plummeted before my thoughts came together.

... that's why I didn't realize.

After I slept for a while, Alisa woke up like a shadow without a sound.

"... ahah, Scarlet, I had a good time with you when I was a girl. You were very brave and brave. If you're talking about yourself, you're the one who can handle any hardship.... but what if I tried to pronounce myself on Alisa, my lovely sister? Gentle you will suffer much more than you will be killed. Fufu, you must be a sadder and more lonely queen than anyone else. I'll help you. And end your life without being betrayed and swept away by the people."

Alisa bent gracefully and laid her lips on me as she slept.

"... this is my declaration of war against you. Now, let's open the doors to the tragedy of Part Two. Me and the Queen of Evil. Light is dark, dark is light... fufu, how many people realize the truth? Baba, Scarlet, the most beloved and hated person in the world. I'll see you in hell next. Ahahah...!!"

And Alisa lifted her mouth up to the shape of the moon, and went out of the room like a serpent.

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The attackers were utterly unlucky.

The senators' carriage was supposed to leave the Duke's residence, and the black men were supposed to start acting quickly. But suddenly a thick fog blocked their view. At night, they couldn't even figure out where their friends were ten steps away. If this is a deep mountain valley, it's in the woods of the Duke's Mansion. They looked anxiously at the impossible odd phenomenon.

Everyone felt the chills as if they had stepped into the forbidden zone.

No, there was only one person who was upset about the wrong place.

"... that Scarlet is the queen. Don't be ridiculous, there is a lowly woman with only the blood of a rare royal family. Watch this. I will bless her with my noble blood... and cry with pleasure and gratitude. That's right, this is for you too...."

Their employer used a clever technique of smiling with his teeth. Paranoid eyes that did not consider the opponent's convenience were tight.

He had already succumbed to Scarlet in his heart and spoke proudly to her. It is not something that I have spoken to, but it is bad in nature because I seriously think about it. Her face, full of inanimate pimples, resembled a frog with the ugliness of her heart.

He was madly obsessed with the scarlet, calling it a lowly woman.

Every time I saw her, I remembered her desire to smell her beauty.

He was one of the successors to the throne, but he did not reach Scarlet at all. He always felt inferior to her, wanting to mount on others.

The only thing that made him feel superior to Scarlet was that he had more Hydrangean royal blood.

He, who had nothing to do with anything but his lineage, was spared his stupidity by the tremendous crushing of the successor candidates to the throne. The early conversation was about garbage and mustard, and they didn't even think it was an enemy. Other prominent crown inheritance candidates who fought Scarlett's death thought only of tickets to participate in the Succession Candidates, such as the Royal Bloodline. I tried to pave the way with my genius, not my lineage, including Scarlet.

Of course. Hydrangean royal authority and so on had fallen into the earth a long time ago, and had almost lost its prestige. He was as good as my own.

"... hey, gamma. The horsemen running in the race will struggle desperately to avoid defeating other horsemen. If there's a rider who doesn't even try to run a horse in a race and flies back at the start, it's an irredeemable fool. You are the idiot. Succession to the throne is a race for life. Look at us, incompetent lord, who can only handle blood. Do you think we can fight each other? Give me a minute. You need to get rid of your inheritance right now."

Even the candidate who threw up so painfully to him that he would not refuse to succeed to the throne. His pride, which became the laughing stock of the candidates, was spoiled.

Scarlet was the only good successor to the throne who smiled at him. Sometimes it was dark when I was treated too badly.

It came simply from Scarlett's goodness, and careful observation would have shown that she was always heading east for many of her friends, including Alisa, but he was completely upset by his narrow vision. I thought Scarlet liked me.

He proposed to Scarlett, but he was in the middle of a throne succession contest, and the love Onchi Scarlett didn't even notice his proposal. He resented that he had been played with his manners, and he couldn't stop obsessing with Scarlett and eventually had a paranoid delusion.

When Scarlet decides to be the queen, if she rapes her and makes herself into herself, she can reign as the king's mate...

Obsessed with his mad desires, he turned to the tigers to see the opportunity and finally set tonight as the time of the murder. Once Scarlet transfers her residence to the Royal Palace, she will no longer be able to do so. He tried to rape Scarlet while he was at the Duke's Mansion after the reign of Queen.

... Scarlet overheard social rumors that he was still a virgin, and he turned it into a base of mind. It was convenient for me to think shamelessly that if I even put my handcuffs on, I would not be able to defy the first man.

Scarlet had always been targeted by monsters named the Four Princes of the Four Kingdoms, and his lustful and cloudy head was incomprehensible that he was such a pussy that he continued to humiliate him.

It was the Knights of Bandits, the most feared in the neighborhood, who gathered his fortune. I know the Knights, but it's a gathering of Conquerors.

This is a unit created by the leader of the Royal Guard, once known as Hydrangea's strongest, who was dropped too strong for the entrance exam. Mercenaries and looters make a living. Indeed, their arms are true, and they have never assassinated a requested nobleman once or twice. I'm used to night raids.

However, none of them had the experience of suddenly making it impossible to go any further with the thick fog that suddenly gushed out into the garden. Fear was spreading gradually to the fierce ones. Some of the people who crossed the dead line had a feeling of crisis. These guys got stuck and started insisting on an immediate retreat.

"... you're evil, but this is no place to be. That's what my guess says. I want you to pull it now."

A leader who was born unaware of his fear sweats his forehead and offers to break the contract.

"Sometimes I feel these unpleasant signs when the fog approaches the abandoned castle. The old evil spirits wander around in the fog, grandpa said. They're family members who were sorcerers before Romalia came to this country. There is no sword or spear for such a monster. So get out of here."

Suddenly the client was angry at the leader who told the old story, turned his back, and retreated to his companions.

"What's too strong to get into the Royal Guard!! If you're afraid of the fog and retreat... shame!! Your reputation is down!!"

The chief turned his teeth and laughed at his angry client.

You're making a fool of yourself.

"Put anything on. The Royal Guard poop poop poop is what people around me say, and that's what I'm talking about. I'm not as strong as Matsuo's husband or the old three-year-old warrior. If I get a bad feeling, I'm going to put my ass around right away. Being cautious is the trick to surviving. I will return the full amount of money received. So hire the others. Goodbye."

But nightmares didn't have the mercy to spare them.

"... ahah, what a wonderful full moon night."

A cold mockery sounded cruelly.

Everyone breathed on the spot.

Alisa appeared as if she had suddenly switched screens, causing her blonde and feathered uniform jacket to catch the night breeze. The pale eyes are filling with a terrifying light. It emits an aura of absolute monarchs overlooking from the high ground and is relaxed. The sleeve decorations on both sleeves of the unplugged uniform and the epaulette chamber shake gracefully. It's not the attitude of a beautiful girl surrounded by rough people. I felt my feet swayed by the unrealistic sight.

The leader of the Knights Bandits roared.

Because I realized that in the fog, where the view was not even a few meters away, and even though it was late at night, Alisa's appearance was clearly raised. It looks like Alisa herself is glowing. Although they could not see each other in the fog, it was clear that everyone recognized Alisa regardless of distance, as all the scattered team members voiced a unified voice of surprise. Absolutely not common sense.

Then, the clumsiness that comes from Alisa tightens her heart.

It was more dangerous than the flames of the melting furnace, and a man with a sharp sense of intuition could have fainted just by looking at him. The chief turned his hair upside down in fear. This is an outsider in the form of a girl. It's just the overwhelming strength to lie down and beg for forgiveness. Signals of a life-threatening situation flash violently in my head.

"... if you don't want to die, drop your weapons now...!! Don't disobey anything"

He did not hesitate to remove his hip sword and threw it on the ground.

My fingers and voice trembled and I was full of warnings to my friends. Lie on your knees, nod your neck, and show your humility.

It was irrational, but it was the only way to survive.

The sound of the weapon hitting the ground and the deviation of the armor when crouching was immediately heard in about ten places, but it was all alone. It almost matched the number of the oldest ginseng who felt uncomfortable with this fog. I don't know if it's loyalty or conjecture to the leader, but the leader exhaled a fluffy breath at what they followed. His allies saved themselves from death for the time being. I've never been so nervous when I was hunted down on the battlefield.

"Hey, what a wonderful full moon in this fog? Is this woman crazy? Why are you scared by such a strange woman!! It's a little thing before the important thing!! Cut it off quickly!!"

The leader felt anger and fear like twisting his intestines to his client, who would probably scream at Alisa. In the drifting sea, it was tantamount to making noise, bleeding, and deliberately summoning a herd of sharks.

"Idiot!! If you want to die, die alone!! Don't get us involved in your foolishness!!"

The impatient leader made a serious move to slash his client.

But before that, Alisa snapped her fingers in an elegant manner, leaving the leader frozen with her sword stretched out. And the white fog was blown away, and the full moon shining brightly illuminated their hidden forest. They've been wandering around in the fog of hallucinations.

A golden beetle crawls around its periphery, creeping back into the moonlight. The sparkle was like a golden jade that was elaborately crafted.

"... you know, it must be a wonderful full moon. Sometimes it's not bad to forget the moonlight."

Alisa smiled softly and the leader nodded as if attracted. Alisa was as beautiful as the Moon Goddess. It was a transcendental and frightening presence outside the human logic and boundaries.

"What!? What happened!?... where's the fog... shit!?"

The funny roaring voice of my client stopped.

Alisa threw up a cold throw up without turning her back on him, wiping the bubbles off the edge of her mouth and spasmoding.

"Shut up. You don't deserve to be exposed to this beautiful, pale moonlight. How dare you try to keep Scarlet awake. She fell asleep reflecting on her youth with me. You must have met me in your dreams... From here on out, it's his story and mine. Step out of the first act."

The poor client's neck twisted by itself.

She turned straight back with her chest aching and sounding.

He glanced at my back, and then let his mouth slap like a fish that was being fried to death. Unable to understand what had happened and desperately attempting to ask, the chief turned to stare straight from the front. The dazed expression of the client, who looked at the leader, turned to despair and said he was about to walk toward the leader to seek salvation, but his face was facing straight behind him, so he decided to stay away. I couldn't stop bumping into the trunk of the tree. I stuck my buttocks like that. Normally it was a funny sight, but the one with the opposite neck bent was too surreal.

Alisa laughed, but the Bandits were all frozen.

I don't know what to do, but it was clear that Alisa did it, and I realized that they would see the same thing on their own at random. He threw out his weapon without a single soul, trembling and lying flat on the ground. I realized it was the only way to survive.

"Ahahah!! This is the end for a fool. Scarlett thins out royal blood? There's nothing worthwhile in front of talents and people like blood. All you're worth is making me laugh at the end. I have to make sure that the offensive appearance never comes into my eyes again. And then I'll squeeze out no drop of the little base blood."

Alisa snapped her fingers.

Bend to an angle that is impossible for the client's hands and feet.

While spraying blood from holes in your eyes, nose, and hole, your bones are crushed and your body folds. Soon, the client put together the slices of clothing and turned them into strangely shrunk objects that protruded through bone cracks everywhere. Showing the moment when human dignity was crushed with one finger, the Knights of Bandits were about to vomit with fear.

After laughing briefly, Alisa slowly approached the kneeling leader and asked.

"... you've seen who I am. That's why it's over. If you have a wish, I'll ask you one thing."

Alisa happily traced the chief's forehead with her fingertips.

"Fold", "suffocate", "slash", "bleed"...

The fingerprints written are a cruel question of what kind of death you want. Sweat erupted from the forehead of the leader. I feel like I've been necked on a guillotine table. One answer will destroy all of us here.

"... please give yourself a chance to kiss your loyalty..."

In fear of fainting, the leader struggled from the back of his throat to shout out his voice. It was an irrational opponent, but I sniffed that there was something I couldn't hide. Isn't this someone more honorable than the client? If you move your mind, you may be able to escape the dead. If you're a true gentleman, you're not cruel... If you're interested, you shouldn't lose your life unhindered.

... it was closer to intuition than education, but it turned out to be the right answer. Alisa slipped her finger off the chief's forehead. His hand remained stretched out immediately. The chief hastily took his hand and humbled himself to the back of his hand.

"... swear allegiance to me just met? You're telling me to trust such a weak person?"

For the most glacial question, the chief scolded his mouth and spit.

"Our Lord is yet to be determined. I was looking for the Lord to serve. We are barbaric and despicable, but on the contrary, it leads to your world. I thought it might be useful."

The leader thanked him wholeheartedly for learning knighthood to take the Royal Guard entrance exam. Because Alisa thinned out and laughed out loud.

"... that's fine. It's an obvious lie, but I'll tell you. Well," this time "might be an interesting hobby. Unlike the fools there, I'll spare you the minimal courtesy and keep you alive. But don't forget that I can kill you anytime."

Alisa poked herself into the trunk of the tree beside her.

The Bandit Knights' faces were stunned and their eyes were about to pop out in surprise. Alisa's teammates buried her elbows lightly.

"Fufu, the cloaking technique 'Unseen' is an evasive technique that passes through everything at best. And if you're concerned, you can penetrate the object and launch an attack. Keep it in your eyes."

When I pulled out my hand, there was no scratch on the skin of the trunk. But when Alisa opened her palm, there was a lump of wood core with an annual ring engraved therein. Alisa didn't even punch a hole, but only the center of the tree. It was a sight that was going crazy. The grasped pieces of wood were crushed without sound, and flowed into the wind like sand and smoke.

"Ah, who the hell are you..."

Unexpectedly, the leader asked.

Alisa's mouth draws an arc of the moon.

"I'll tell you. My name is Alisa Diamandi Noel....."

The Knights of Bandits were astonished to hear Alisa's true name.

Intuitively, the name was not a lie, and the chief was dead. I didn't even know if it was due to fear or exaltation.

My chosen Lord was a genuine out-of-standard monster. This is no longer easy for villains or anything like that. My temples hurt because of the bloodshed and bombardment. Joy rises from encountering a subordinate being without reason and being served. When I glanced sideways, I saw a few people who likewise fell in love with Alisa.

The Knights of Bandit, including myself, are a blessing to society. It's not because of the situation, it's because of its natural lack of morality, so it doesn't belong to a decent group. The rejection of the leader by the Three-Old Warrior, the juror of the Royal Guard, was also due to the discovery that the evil that had been nested in his heart could not be corrected. The sudden part is a pseudo worn for the world. There is a beast in the depths of your heart, full of desires that you can't even keep.

But with Alisa, with this monster that transcends evil and good, the beast bends its knees unconditionally. It makes us the absolute lords of the wicked. I felt relieved by the soreness.

"... let me tell you one thing, I'm not interested in power. It's no use asking for a birth. Well, it doesn't matter if it's evil or good. It's not something I know about other people's ratings."

The Knights of Bandits breathed. I realized Alisa had read my mind.

"... the only thing I'm really interested in is Scarlet. That's why I stand in front of the queen's scarlet as the Savior Maiden. To bring all this country to the fire, and to dance with her in it.... if that's all right, follow me."

Alisa burst into flame.

It's like the smile of a mother-in-law, attracted to falling.

But it was a shame without a bottom.

"... I'll show you how the world will break. I suppose you hate decent people, gentle everyday life, such a serious world. You rascals won't get into the circle if you want.... fufu, you idiots. If you don't want to put it in, you can crush it. Life, the world and memories are most beautiful when they break apart...."

Alisa giggled. Wisps swirl.

Alisa shook her hand. The boxing force penetrates the forest trees above the extension line and penetrates the long, black tunnel. It was as if a black laser beam had run through it.

There was no sound of a small crack in the wall on the second floor of the Duke's residence over there. The thin and sharp shock wave struck the glass rose flowers in Scarlet's father's image placed on the fireplace in the room. The brass stems and leaves were shaken slightly, and only the petals became dusty. It glistens around the scarlet that hangs on the sofa.

Had Brad been here in "True History", he would have lost his words in astonishment.

It was exactly what he was good at.

Moreover, in terms of precision and convergence, despite its power, it also surpassed the Brad of the main house. Using it without red eyes meant that Alisa had already made "conduction" into her own medicine cage.

"... Scarlet, you don't need to see your father anymore. Between me and you, not even the dead are allowed to enter. Instead of kissing, let's share our love and hatred."

It was definitely not something that people could do. However, more than half of the Knights of Bandits stared at Alisa with a drunken look rather than the initial frightened face. Inside Alisa, she found charisma as well as fear.

Small shadows are attracted to larger, darker shadows.

Shadows grow faster than this. And if we don't cover all of Hydrangea, we'll be stupid. None of the new queen's people have noticed yet. That this country has made its way to the fallen. In a few years, the queen scarlet, greeted with a voice of blessings, will be rebuffed with a cry of resentment.

"... ahah, thanks to the" conduction "I hated in the previous battle, I completely lost my temper. Fufu, what now, poor scarlet. With deception, I'm getting stronger and stronger every time I loop."

Only Alisa, who looked down on a beautiful moonlight, gladly stared at the end of much more devastation.

"Quickly recover the memory of True History. Because that's the only way to win."

... the monster hasn't stopped yet.

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Ah, I guess I'll just change all the signatures to Hanko now.

I got annoyed with the documents that were piling up in front of me and scratched my hair. Clean it up, clean it up, still make my job easier. New cases brought in one after the other. This is an endless snack.

I, the glorious Hydrangean queen, still stare at the papers today.

Speaking of the image of the queen, what comes to mind?

A gorgeous ball? Brilliant costume choice? Absolutely not!!

I'd rather allocate points to sleep than spend extra time on such things.

Meals are places for socialization, negotiation and entertainment. Sometimes I want to eat slowly by myself, not with everyone... Because the course plates can be lowered at the same time as my meal speed, I am very concerned and not at all at ease. My roots are small citizens.

I am always tired from hard work, so when I change clothes, I immediately fall asleep with half an opening after giving instructions for accessories and hair styling. Thanks to this, I mastered a sleeping stunt with my spine and neck stretched. Whether you're tightening the corset's back string again or tying your hair, googoo without moving it slightly... It would be a strange sight from the side.

Behind the scenes of "Hydrangean Gems" that will never be shown to anyone.

No card games, no drawings, no musical instruments, I don't remember doing it in the last few months.

Repetition of even paperwork and approvals.

Just as I went to the toilet and came back, the chamberlain looked terribly sorry and put a new verdict on the pot and stepped out. I've just added some medicine, but I feel like I'm going to crack in despair.

There are too many projects and it's a long way from a stylish writing table. We're running out of work space. Bringing in a large round table and making it the main battlefield. Still, the battlefield follows the path of expansion and cannot be reached. To confront the intensifying paperwork, I tried to bring a large, muscular desk for the kitchen into the office, but it was shamefully stopped by crying. I put a beautiful tablecloth on top, so it was useless.

I am a powerless queen.

With the great hope of one day becoming a dictator enough to welcome a giant long desk, I still hold my hair together behind my back today, making a beak under my eyes, and fighting with documents every day.

An official table with a wet tea throat is accompanied as a gift. Coffee is one of the few freedoms I have been allowed. It is troublesome to brew strawberries, so the extract is poured into the pot. I doped with crushed sugar and still use my body today.

My fingertips are covered in ink. I forgot to take care of my nails. I was still more fashionable when I was a lady... The fear of tenosynovitis is always present.

My buttocks and hips hurt while sitting down. My eyes are blurred. My eyelids are heavy. My neck and shoulders tend to be tight. It's bumpy. I'm still in my early twenties...

It's like a prisoner forced to work. I don't wear casual dresses. A thick show to prevent cold in the living room.

Wrapped around the lu. The race is the Queen Minotaur.

The dream is that a good white horse prince will come and greet you. To take the prince's place, push him to work, and escape with a white horse under the blue sky. If you don't get free from work soon, the Reaper will come for you.

... no, I'm starting to get weird delusions. I'm too tired. It's a terminal condition. I sighed.

The absence of Sir Valentine, who always helps me with my work, is serious and demanding. It is not fashionable for a queen to die from overwork in a pile of papers. When I was reborn, I decided for the third time today that I would never be queen again.

"What the hell!! This savior maiden is!!"

I gave him a shadow of anger. This and this business are all his fault. He is a hidden agitator behind numerous riots across Hydrangea. Ethel Lead is struggling to find out who he is, but he still can't grab his tail.

"I don't know if the country will fail if we start a riot. Appeal to the Queen's grievance against me!? Restore justice to this country!? With that, what you are doing is burning down, looting, informing foreign countries, your brain is rotten!? Before you say the great title of saving the country, first learn to be ashamed as a person!!"

I shouted violently and breathed on my shoulders.

While screaming, the eyes follow the letters and the hands sign silently. My eyes and hands are mine, not mine, Scarlet Independence. Habits are scary. Looking from the side, it would be like a ridiculous comedy. No, you're emotionally unstable.

I sighed.

... according to the investigation, the "Savior Maiden" is likely to be connected to the four major countries responsible for the Hydrangean invasion. The worst scenario where traffickers devour the country from the inside, further open doors, and bring in external enemies. Moreover, all four Powers have far more military power than Hydrangea. It is not easy in Hydrangea today to be attacked simultaneously from inside and outside.

The waitress who was standing next door was surprised and stared, so I pointed to the pile of documents on the desk, appealing with a smile. The convinced chamberlain nodded, paid tribute to my good fight, bent down respectfully and retracted a few steps before disappearing.

"... okay, I'm going to take 20 minutes of sleep now."

Sleep is the best medicine to get tired. Sell time to the Devil and instead restore health and reason. I decided to deal with the devil. It is a blasphemous act that does not fear God. But if you're too tired to turn your head, you'll end up falling. I fell asleep in a bench. It is for visitors, but now it is used exclusively for my nap.

But even though I'm exhausted, the core of my head is strange, and I can't even sleep.

If you don't calm down... Remember something fun.

"... Alisa, what are you doing now..."

I trembled and trembled at the words that came out of my mouth. I can't believe Alisa's name came out first...!! This is a curse...

I grew pale, then suddenly became embarrassed, covered my straightened cheeks with my hands, and crushed my legs.

It's only been a few years since I last saw Alisa. Yet it seems like a long time ago. Don't let her bother you. When I realized it, you were always next to me...

When I close my eyes, I still feel my familiar blonde hair swaying nearby.

"You were such a nasty ball-daughter, so you should dive into me at the royal palace... idiot, big idiot, idiot Alisa... I've been a lot angry about you, but you never said you should be gone...!!"

I gripped my left elbow. That was always Alisa's prime seat. It was Alisa's routine to hold my left arm with both hands and monopolize it, intimidating and chasing away the ladies and gentlemen who approached me. It's been made easy for me. Always bothering me... even now...!!

"... don't make me lonely... idiot..."

My eyes were wet because of my tired eyes. That's exactly what I'm talking about.

After I took office as queen, Alisa stopped showing her face in social life. I asked Ethel Reed to look into Alisa's story. Although it is healthy, it seems that she will not come out while dragging it to the Fontine house.

Alisa had no other girlfriend in the social world than me.

I was not worried about Alisa, but I sent a letter confirming the current situation because I left the side of Alisa and thought maybe it had disappeared from the front. I was relieved that a worthless weather letter came back soon. I laughed at the unchanging contents of the flower fields. The exchange of letters continued for some time, but one day Alisa's father, Sir Fontine, sent a polite letter of apology. Alisa will be away to spread her word in a foreign country for a while. I'll contact you when I get back. Gratitude and loyalty to His Majesty's honor were beautifully written. The correspondence with Alisa remained uninterrupted.

While lying down, I reached out to the side desk and picked up a small box that I had left behind. Hold it tightly in your chest. Inside the box is a bunch of Alisa's letters, along with brooches, necklaces, and rings. I don't take care of it. Perfect underlayment to protect your valuables. However, this is not enough. About ten more. No, if I don't have about twenty sheets, it won't fit well.

"... send me more letters, Baca Alisa...!! I have to show my face when I get back to Hydrangea...!! I'm busy enough to die in a pile of troubles in Queen's business. Don't worry anymore...!!"

It was at the same time that my solitary remarks blurred beyond control, and "Excuse me, Your Majesty," and my closest Matsuo came in to bend over the giant body. The Queen, a public official, has almost no privacy. Looking at bedrooms, exposed changing rooms, etc., the doors of each room in the Royal Palace are basically open. People move by passing through each room instead of a hallway, otherwise the last name who opens and closes the door dies of overwork. Of course, there are guards in the corner to keep rogue people from breaking in.

I put a blanket on my head and pretended to hide.

I didn't want to be seen crying. I have feelings, too.

"... Her Majesty is now absent. I missed you and ran away. You said you wouldn't be back in business or thinking about getting a good whiskey and delicious grapes to feed on."

and I answered with a muffled voice from inside the blanket.

I always have this joke with my sweet Matteo.

But the atmosphere was different today. I heard Matsuo tell the waiters to leave their seats. With a tight sound, I soaked the tears of my cheeks and threw out a blanket. I have a bad feeling about this. It's bad news.

"... what's wrong, Matsuo?"

Matsuo replied in a painful manner.

"I report to Her Majesty the Queen. Please don't be discouraged. We found the identity of the Savior Maiden, the mastermind of riots all over the country."

I was taken aback. I don't know why you look so useless. Isn't that bad news, good news? No...!!

"... I wonder if 'Savior Maiden' is someone I know?"

Matteo nodded heavily and dropped his gaze on the floor.

"Yes, Alisa Dianmadi Noel Fontine.... the sons and daughters of the Viscount Fontine are the masterminds of the rebellion..."

"... that Alisa 'Savior Maiden'!? You can't be kidding me!!"

Without listening to everyone, I laughed.

Matteo didn't laugh.

Looking at that gruesome face, an extra smile came up.

"... in the middle of the message, Alisa must have changed the name of the real 'Savior Maiden'. She was a super troublemaker, so it's not impossible. You know, when I was a lady, I always...

Lisa's ass is full of shit. "

"I know. You two were always together. I looked like a true sister."

Alisa and the sisters? You're joking too much. Absolutely. Life expectancy is halved by hard work. I know him better than anyone. I assure you, Alisa's 'Savior Maiden' is not going to turn over. "

"... Esseleed and some of you know each other, and Alisa says he's the mastermind. This kind of reporting is hard on us. I will check your feelings, but if you leave the" Savior Maiden "unattended, it will not be recovered. Make your judgment immediately."

It was to seek Alisa's disposition.

I froze.

The "Saviour Maiden" staged countless riots, burned the city, and killed people. Proclaim to kill me, the queen of Hydrangea. They also pass behind the scenes of the four great powers. I've made a mistake between treason and treason. As soon as we find it, it's a death sentence that goes hand in hand with a murder or a facade.

Matsuo's eyeballs shine brightly. Instead of the usual gentle matsuo, he looked like a Senki who ran through many battlefields and pressed me to make a decision.

"It will be painful, but this is the place to compete. If you hesitate to make a decision, Hydrangea will enter a civil war. A hell of a world where people kill each other."

... the uprising centered on the "Savior Maiden" is spreading like the fire of Habara across Hydrangea. If the scattered rebellions around the world are united and organized, Hydrangea will be torn to pieces. It could shake the backbone of the country.

I understand. I know enough. If this turns out to be the case, there will be an unlikely number of casualties from the domestic rebellion and the intervention of the four powers in Hydrangea in concert with the rebellion.

That's not all. Hydrangea itself collapses when citizens hate each other and invite multiple foreign forces in. Citizens who have lost their sovereign rights to the Shadow of Doubts are simply a group of people living on the land. Just as a people without a country is not a citizen, so is a country without a citizen. The Four Princes of the Four Kingdoms who lead the invasion are all brutal. They will relentlessly exploit them, kill them if they get in their way, or kick them out of the land.

I know this is a tragic situation.

But Alisa...!!

"... yes, I'm sure Alisa is being used by someone. She's blurry. As usual, I'll go to help, pull my ass back..."

Matteo looked down at my words, which seemed like salvation, and denied them silently. I trembled.

After all, Alisa loves me...!!

Always hugging me to the point of trouble...!!

I'm sure even now, when you see my face, you'll jump in and say, "Miss Scarlet, I missed you" with a lovely smile...!!

I stood up without realizing.

He stuck his hands to his chest in an unconscious attempt to stop pressing Matsuo.

My fist gripped tightly.

Matsuo looked pathetic and was left to be done.

"... when the Countess of Rosenthal almost killed me a while ago, Alisa defended me with her life. Because I can be killed, I just want to help...!! Alisa was...!! She was just an idiot, but she always loved me the most...!!"

I screamed. My cheeks are wet with tears.

Alisa's innocent smile and laughter came back to her head.

I knew it. I already knew.

But I didn't want to admit the cruelty. I didn't want to make any more cruel conclusions.

Matteo gently shook his big hands on my shoulders and shook me away.

"... that prudent Esseleed told me that he was the mastermind. Your Majesty is prepared to be hurt. Alisa Diamandi is not someone's puppet. He turned his back on His Majesty at his own will. Not friends anymore, but enemies to be destroyed. We must kill to protect this country."

He is kind.

He said everything I had to say ahead of time.

I stared at my hand in a daze.

I've been protecting Alisa many times.

They pulled Alisa's hand and ran away from the chase.

When there were too many pranks, I played light.

I used to tease my blonde hair with pranks.

I stroked and comforted the crying child's back. I wept.

I sometimes fell asleep with my hands tied.

Do you want me to sign for Alisa's death with my hand, which Alisa was holding in love with both arms?

"... no!!... I can't...!! I don't want to...!!"

"... it will be painful, but please make a wise decision. The more noise you make, the better off you'll be if you don't publicly execute the Savior Maiden. If she wants her honorable death, we need a convergence of events as soon as possible. Would you like to expose Alisa's neck to the people?"

"... that's how you say it...!!"

I stared at Matteo, but I had no choice but to look at his thoughtful eyes and lie down. Matteo dares to be a dirty man for me. He was a real gentleman and a warrior.

I sinked into the sofa, exhaled deeply and tried to calm my mind.

"... thank you for your loyalty. Matteo, you showed me the way without fear of returning to the bloodbath."

"You are not a coward. I'm a hundred times braver. But because you have the same love for others, you suffer. I am a worthy queen. I am proud to serve you. For that, I'm not tired of the Corpse Mountain Blood River road. Warriors risk their lives to fight for pride and loyalty to the good Lord. And the queen is for the country....."

In Matteo's words, I chewed my lips and raised my face.

"I know, I forgot to dedicate my life to my country. I don't cry until I've fulfilled my duty and role."

"... after all, you are brave and wise. I admire your readiness to bear your country."

I received the "Savior Maiden" Crusade Permit from Matsuo with trembling hands. I have to check the contents and then sign it. However, my eyes were tingling with tears, and I couldn't see the text properly.

"... Matsuo... I'm sorry...!! I don't want to turn my back on my battle as queen. It's just too much work... to see well. May I have them read it instead?"

I pleaded with a faint voice.

Matteo nodded deeply and thanked Alisa for her guilt and disposition... and read the documents slowly.

... National treason and great treason apply to the "Savior Maiden". There is no commutation of sentence for capital offences alone. Therefore, there is no need for trials, prisoners' lives, or torture to extract information. Quickly kill or execute....

"..." The Savior Maiden "was once my friend. Even if you catch him, treat him with care until he executes you. And the method of execution is as painless as possible. I order these two in the name of the Queen. Do you laugh at me with a loving fool?"

Having heard the full text, I caught my swallow and asked Matsuo.

"I don't think so. I wonder if His Majesty's generosity will ease the rebels' resentment while gaining the respect of the women of the world. That's a wise decision."

In Matteo's quiet answer, I realized that he had not deliberately written that part. He took care to make me feel less guilty.

"... thank you. And order Alisa's father, Sir Fontine, to appear. Please don't do anything rough."

I wiped my tears, thanked them and added notes and signatures with a quill. I desperately suppressed the tremors of my hands and finished writing, but now I can't suppress my swallowing.

... Alisa...!! I was really happy that you told me you loved me. Because right now, it's so sad that my chest is about to rip open!!... why did you do this!! Don't let me choose such a difficult thing!! Idiot!! Big idiot!! Idiot Alisa!!

"... I've saved you so many times...!! I didn't save you to kill you with my hands...!!... I... I can't hold you anymore...!! It's over... no!! It's too bad...!!"

I was at my limit. I couldn't stand it anymore. I fell down on my desk and shook my hair and cried.

"... well endured...!! You can't bear the sorrow of the princess!! Your intestines are about to twist with anger...!! At least now, you forget the Queen's duty and cry until you're ready!! I won't let anyone cry!! In the meantime, this matsuo, no one will pass through here at risk of life!!"

Matteo's story just collapsed. As he raised his eyeballs and shook his shoulders, he jumped out of the room crying loudly. The door is closed with a momentum that seems to tear the hinge off. I heard tears shouting at the chamberlain and surname to stay away from here for a while. He was passionate about acting obligatorily.

The sigh moved away. As the surroundings quieted down, I embraced the small box containing Alisa's letter. Alisa won't be able to hold herself anymore. I thought so, and even the letter she wrote felt so sweet.

"... I'm sorry...!! I'm sorry...! I can't save you anymore... ants...!!"

I snorted and called out Alisa's name over and over again.

And he cried unto heaven, and stood up, and cried as a child, and cried for ever.

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Scarlet's cries reached the guards three miles apart. It was a clumsy, lonely way of crying, showing that she was sad, slender and unable to cry. It reminded me of an orphan who had become lonely all his life.

Why, Alisa...!! was mixed up with an unconscionable call, and Matsuo groaned with his ears covered.

"... I can't stand it...!! I'd rather have my chest slapped with a blade...!! Why are all the princesses so sad...!!"

He leaked his anguish and tears.

Scarlet tries to hide her sorrow. I heard my voice cry since I lost my father, the Duke of Red. In my heart, it was more painful for Matteo to think of Scarlet like a daughter than to be cut.

"... why!! Such an irrational reason!! I wonder if it's satisfactory!!"

Matteo, who was angry, tried to punch his fist into the wall.

The stiff arm that squealed the air was stopped by the thick palms before crushing the wall. A giant like Matsuo gently pushes his fist back. It was as strong as Matsuo, and the scar like being cut by the beast's nail on the right side of his face made it even more intense. I wear merchant-style clothing, but it's too cheerful and doesn't look good. It looks like a bear is wearing children's clothes. But there was a deep light of reason at the bottom of his sharp eyes.

"... calm down, Lord Valentine. It's not like you. It's another fight to endure. Princess Scarlet is kind. If you break down the wall, you'll think about it and you'll have to endure crying. Are you going to deprive him of his right to cry?"

The loudly crouched voice was once tortured and the vocal cords crushed.

"We both swore to be Scarlett's shields in front of the Red Duke's grave. Let's do something before we sift our fists in anger."

"... Esseleed, you're back. It's too late. Thanks to you, Alisa's report is on me."

Matsuo took a deep breath and gently opened his fist on the return of his allies.

"But thank you. Honestly, it's beautiful to be alone. Meanwhile, I've been watching Princess Scarlett over Mary. It's so painful to cry like that... Mary and Princess are funny, even though they have completely different identities and faces."

"... I'm not laughing. I sometimes see Marie's dead smile on the other side of the princess. Both Mary and Marie were wonderful women who wanted more happiness than themselves. So did the princess. I... only brought misfortune to Marie, who loved me. I regret it all the time, but I can't even make amends. That's why I want the princess to be happier than anyone else. Even if I sacrifice myself."

The fire of affection burns in the eyes of Esseleed, who remembers his late lover.

"... hmm, I feel exactly the same way."

Mattsuo noddenly regained his coolness.

"But I don't think Marie was unhappy. Even for a short time, I was loved so much by my pussy. I'm sure Master Marie was happy. If you blame yourself too much, Marie will be sad."

Smack Esseleed on the shoulder with love.

For just a moment, Esseleed pulled her lips together and had a crying expression. The face aged over the age due to hardship has a pure and youthful appearance. Esseleed still loves Marie very much. I can remember when I was happy like yesterday. That's why the wounds on your heart when you lose it don't stop, and you keep bleeding. After more than twenty years, Marie continues to live in Esseleed's heart. Marie is not a person of the past to him.

And it was the same with Matsuo.

"... thank you. I'm sure Mary was happy too."

"I hope so. I've always been terrified of how much to apologize to Mary when she passed away... oh, the princess finally stopped crying. Sleep a little and forget the pain."

Matteo murmured as if illuminated and took a breath of relief.

When Matteo and Esseleed are alone, they call Scarlet a princess, not a queen. After Scarlet's father's death, the Duke of Red, the two of us who watched her on her behalf, called her better. Of course, when there is someone else, I will never call the princess.

The two moved into the living room next to the guards. Matsuo lowers his hips on a bench opposite the fireplace. It's too big for a normal chair.

Esseleed remains upright.

"... so, Ethel Reed, why are you late for your return? Evidence that the Savior Maiden was Alisa? I don't suppose a man like you could be a tourist."

Esseleed's expression became steep when asked by a teasing Matteo. Matsuo also tightened her loose face.

"... did something happen?"

"... the Tiger Marshal of the Kingdom of Frieda, Steindorf, has been taken. We're still down in the Kingdom of Frieda."

Matsuo's eyes were opened.

Steindorf is one of the most famous samurai in the Nine Kingdoms. He is not only a soldier, but also a master of martial arts. The fierce battle is likened to a tiger. Robust, full-body armor called the Golden Tiger doesn't pass through swords or tricks at all. Steindorf seems to be fine, even though ordinary people are outfitted with a super weight that can't walk three steps. It moves smoothly as if it were wrapped in paper armor. Full body armor is sparkling, but hell is full of heat and moisture inside. In fact, several all-over armor nobles have died of heat stroke before the battle.

That is why Steindorf was a fearful being. Already quite old, its martial name has been alive for four centuries, and it is also the opponent of a defeated young day matsuo equipped with iron balls.

"You've lost someone. If it came true, I would have liked to see you again on the battlefield. I was kind enough not to kill you... are you sick?"

It was Matsuo who meditated on the obituary of his proud senior on the battlefield, but he was stunned by Esseleed's next words.

"No, Admiral Steindorf was murdered in a one-on-one confrontation surrounded by golden tigers. They were bare hands."

"... stupid!! I bet there are people who can tear that donkey in armor on a one-on-one basis!! Not to mention bare hands!? Yes, no, if that Blood Stalker were to bring it into a protracted battle...?"

Golden Tiger is a nasty piece of equipment, but his entire body armor is extremely ill sighted. It doesn't go around much, and the more time passes, the more heat gets inside. It was only natural that Matsuo, who heard of bare hands, remembered Brad, the son of the chief of the "people outside the kingdom", the genius of Kamizuki. If you stir up Steindorf with that separated footwork and let him stop with the secret magic of the "extraterritorials", or... But...

"It wasn't Brad who defeated Admiral Steindorf. Looking at the bill left on your body, it is likely that the opponent is… woman…! It was also told by the examiner that he crushed the Golden Tiger with a single blow and killed Admiral Steindorf."

"There can't be anyone who can do such a trick!! Golden Tiger finally hit me with a few shots of iron balls and was able to slightly distort the armor!! I shattered it with a bare hand blow…!! And the woman…!? Who did such a stupid autopsy?!"

The sweat sprayed out from Matsuo's forehead.

I realized that Esseleed had a melancholy face.

If such a thing is possible with a woman, it is not human. Exactly what the devil did. Just as he was a jumping fierce man, Matsuo was able to roughly predict his opponent's strength with just a few words. Now Matsuo is stronger than Steindorf. If you have an iron ball, you will have a name as the strongest candidate on earth. But if you can defeat Steindorf with a single blow, you probably won't be able to stand on the ground for a few minutes. I still can't believe it. Rather, it was a rational decision to consider the possibility that the inspection was wrong. But Esseleed gave an even more shocking answer.

"... it was Brad who did the autopsy that we were talking about. He happened to be there, watching over the end of Admiral Steindorf, being charged with the Marshal's murder and being chased by raising the kingdom of Frieda. I was the one who helped him escape."

"... what...!?"

Matteo lost his words and dazzled his eyes.

From Brad, the Outsiders control blood flow and are familiar with the structure of the human body. The autopsy is much more reliable than the usual doctor. After a while of silent reflection, Matteo finally squeezed his words out of his throat.

"Is that why you were late to return home...? Did Brad witness the killer's face?"

"No, it was a bit deep in the fog, so I just saw the figure in the dress go away. However, from the appearance and contours of her body, she is definitely not dressed as a woman, but as a woman...."

"... dress appearance... it's like a suspicious story, it's creepy"

The luxurious matsuo trembled over the chills of his spine.

"In any case, with the death of Admiral Steindorf, the nations that were in good health are back in turmoil again. That Mercy was a war town. Now no one can bully the Fourth Prince's runaway. I don't like the timing. The Hydrangea, weakened by the uproar of the Savior Maiden, will be targeted."

Matsuo sighed and covered his face with one hand.

"Don't bother Princess Scarlet again. I'm sorry. I can tighten my chest. But there's no more time to lose. We must excite ourselves."

"I think so, too. But we don't have enough on our own. What this country will need from now on is young talent. There are men who want to speak up. Including Brad just now, Serafi of the Orange Chamber of Commerce, Arnold the Dark Hunter, Solomon the Cursed Pharmacist's family, and one more... if they were five, I would trust Princess Scarlett and the future of this country."

"And will our veterans leave? But it's not just boring without clouding the standing bird tracks. In the face of the veterans, we must do everything possible to eliminate the mud that blocks the future of our young people."

"... that's nice. Imagine blooming brilliantly and then spreading like a swine in a muddy swamp. Squirrel was Marie's favorite flower....."

"... I see... the flower words were pure. It's embarrassing for us Rottle, but a flower worthy of dedication to our beloved women waiting in the afterlife. We have to do our best so we can face each other. Please, buddy."

Matsuo sticked out his fist while sitting down.

When Esseleed opened his eyes in surprise, he struggled and fisted.

"Welcome. Let's show them the last shine of a sinking veteran. Let's talk to the young stars."

Likewise, the fists of two comrades who share their aspirations and who will never forget the shadow of their late lover bump into each other, sounding dull and heavy with determination.

But they don't know.

The sound of a fist that might have changed history is already pointless.

The fate of the five young men that Esseleed had foreseen was already in the hands of the devil, and they would eventually fang at the scarlet. Only tragedy awaits the veterans.

"... ahah, it's too late. All seeds have already been planted. No one can stop the fate that rolled out. It's the beginning of a malicious frenzy. Everyone, such as the thoughts of men, should rot and become a nutrient for the earth. All to bloom the wretched flowers of the Scarlet Ring. Ahah, ahaha!!"

The footsteps of Hydrangea's demise were led by the devil's mockery, slowly beginning to narrow the circle of siege.