Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

It was not until the heat of summer that the Luainian army took the king's capital and surrounded it.

But they didn't even have to attack the King's Capital.

Many of those who dwelled in the king's capital had already fled to them.

As soon as rumors ran around that the king was dead, those who were afraid to feed their neighbors had all they could, and ran to the neighboring territories of the king's capital.

Some of those who fled were aristocrats.

who remained neutral with a good face to the queen, but who had not fully formed friendship. And those who swore allegiance to the royal family.

With fewer nobles, there are no more private soldiers to defend it.

The merchants, anxious to switch the merchant to Ruein without a thing, also moved to nearby territory.

If I knew there was no king, the guards, the ladies and the servants who guarded the castle, if there were no flag heads there to protect them all, I would have tried to escape.

But the queens were holding it back. Because they've turned the guards who monitor their entry and exit into their own hands.

And it came to pass, that when he that was in fear slew the guard of the watch, as he cut off the weir, the people fled.

It is the view of the queens that there would have been something that fanned it because everyone ran away too simultaneously.

Aida, who was beside him, only knows it because she heard stories about the queen and the coming Count Patriciere.

Since it was in that state, the King's Capital had nobles and their subordinates who obeyed the Queen. All that remained were merchants protected by them and poor city well humans who couldn't think of a way to escape.

They will not shut the gates to the army of Louain.

And the generals and the soldiers of Luain were solemnly set foot in the king's capital, without a fight.

So Aida did not have to fight those who sought to protect the king's capital.

Rather, it was time for Aida's work after Luain's general entered the royal palace.

"Burn, burn, burn, burn"

Aida turns around as she spreads her hand.

All the paintings and curtains on the walls that touched my hands that way, the carpets that were stepping around, the bodies that hit my toes or stepped on them, burn.

Through a refrain filled with flames, Aida moved as she danced to the hall.

It's a stone floor there, so even if Aida taps on this one with her shoe tip, the stone won't burn.

If I got so bored I could see what was going on in the hall, the snort was spreading.

"Wait! Wait! Are you guys on my side...... Huh!?

A knight retreating screaming is relentlessly stabbed with a spear. Beside him were the figures of his companions who had already travelled to the underworld.

The general of the Luainian army who came to the royal palace and his subordinates were just eating the dishes arranged on the table, in the hospitality of the queen who invited them.

They were very alarmed when they entered the king's capital without a battle and came to the royal palace under the control of the queen, the king and sister of Louain.

There is no way that the same man of Louain, the Queen who gave her hand in the invasion, would try to kill herself.

That's what they thought, they were killed by soldiers the queen lay low on.

"Come on, Aida, burn it. I don't even know what stab wounds are."

To the decree of the beloved queen, Aida sparked flames.

All the tables made of wood and the bodies lying there or rolling beneath their feet all go up and burning with red flames at once.

"You're brighter. Even with all the chandeliers, I thought this hall was a little dark."

Delighted with a bright voice is the queen of amber eyes with reddish brown hair protected by many soldiers. She was wearing Luain-style clothes as usual and smiled happily.

"Ho, this is really it... because it would be nice?

A man who was commanding soldiers to kill the generals of Louain asks the fearful queen.

You helped Luain invade, and you let Luain's soldiers die. I guess I got anxious about what you were going to do.

The queen answers without smiling.

"Absolutely. Eliminate the existing royalty and make our kingdom. You can't accept rulers from another country, Louain, even if you use them to do so. That's why I don't need your brother's general. We only wanted power."

The soldiers who heard the words gave a relieved look.

"Either way, I'll be the queen. I don't need anyone trying to manipulate me. If you want another country to recognize me as a king and prevent another country from intervening, your brother will have to follow me in the end. It's okay, folks. Once we've eliminated the princes marching from Evrard, we'll split the land according to the arrangement."

To the smiling queen, the soldiers nod.

The soldiers then headed to the next action to contain the other Luein soldiers.

"What will you do next, Dear Marianne?"

With the Earl of Patriciere, who asks, a man who did not want to see him stops by the queen.

Viscount Credias.

He didn't take part in the fight. You can't move smartly with a plentiful body, wave your sword, yet you're not strong.

Just to keep an eye on me, I'm here.

Oh, I don't think Aida can manage to kill this man.

If you do, Aida will be free.

The queen said, 'It is difficult for me to reject that man's words, too. So if you're going to kill me, that's fine'.

The queen really needs the help of a magician, and that's why she has the help of Viscount Credias through Count Patriciere. But at that price, I heard that the queen had to dedicate many of her maids to him.

"But what Aida is now. My sweet Aida. I wouldn't need that man if you were here."

... Fortunately, this place is now flooded with flames. Because the magic overflowing from Aida creates a flame that reaches the ceiling without exhausting it until the body is turned into charcoal.

The queens and the Viscounts are away from the burning corpses, but they're not unreachable.

Just manipulate it a little and drop it over the Viscount.

The queen saw this way.

Aida rejoiced at the beautiful look that deepened her laughter and the action that kept her one step away.

If you will avoid me, I can burn only the Viscount without involving the Queen.

But Ada, joyful and brave, stretched out the flames against the Viscount at once, and tried to drink his body so that the serpent could devour it.

"Fool."

Shortly before it was said, Aida lost her strength from her body so that her whole body's blood would draw, and the moment she fell to the floor, she fell through the heat as if the moisture in her body had boiled.

Scream.

Help me, help me.

But no one gets their hands on it.

The queen turns away spicy. That's all she can do for her powerless self.

Count Patriciere just looks me in the eye like he sees a horse who doesn't listen.

Viscount Credias laughed, holding up both ends of his mouth, glad that he had obtained an excuse to scold Aida.

"You forgot? I'm listening to your selfishness. Even at this moment. If you disobey, I'll let you know soon enough."

Pulling out the slender sword that was lowering to his waist without even using it that way, approaching Aida and grabbing the back of his clothes, he slashed and tore it with his sword.

Viscount Credias laughs at Aida as she screams and rolls away.

That's how he threatened to make Aida unable to move at any time, and that he could like Aida, who could no longer move.

Aida had no choice but to weep at the remorse of being exposed to her skin in public.

In Aida's eyes like that, I saw a body that carburized black and had already lost its appearance as a person.

Oh, I wish this frog burned too.

With a grudge of hatred, Aida can only crawl.

There's not a single force left. As if it had all been used for the body heat that finally subsided.

You can't even bring fire to the candle. How can you hate me so much when I just get fat and I'm only a hard man to kill?

"We'll go to the next battlefield if we find out. You must destroy the Prince's army."

"Hey, no!

With a cow like this, I don't want to see him. Aida didn't want to look like a prince because she didn't know what she was going to do.

It was then that Viscount Claudius turned his abominable expression to me as I was pulled up and resisted.

"Please wait, Viscount Credias"

The queen, who was quietly nearby like a breeze, knelt beside Aida, lips in her ears and whispered.

"It's alright. I'm sure Your Highness will pity you too, because you look so pathetic as it is now. Poor you would be more intrigued and saved if your gracious Highness. When that happens, it's up to you to work hard."

Ada is hacked by the words of the queen.

Really? I'm so pathetic, I'm sure Prince Reginald will have sympathy. The kind prince may kill Viscount Credias for me. That's how I'm free, and now I'm going to help the prince.

I'm deceiving him, from people.

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As if she had come up with something fun, Aida is strained with a giggle as she dulls.

The queen, who dropped her off like that, giggles.

"I think she's been enjoying it for a long time."

In the words of Count Patriciere, the Queen said, "Of course!" He replied with a full smile.

"Oh poor Aida! But it never pays off. No matter how much you endure, no matter how long you've waited, the prince won't come! It's like me."

"But isn't it too disobedient? When I got my prince."

Count Patriciere seemed anxious not to listen to the order of Viscount Credias and to resist even if he could no longer move.

"Isn't it easier to give in completely to the Viscount and break your heart?

"Oh, no. Better now."

Marianne smiled.

"Being a clean maiden, you can keep dreaming that it won't come true forever. Even if you look at what you can't get, you become more obsessed because you have room to dream about it maybe. I think it's better to raise hatred on your own than to make you give up and use it as a slave."

Besides, Marianne adds:

"Reginald. That kid is not a willless person, like him, who affirms the dream story of his opponent in his life-saving. I'm sure you'll poke around about Aida beautifully.

I wonder. To the person you pursued, the sense of despair that is rejected. Then I might kill Reginald, who isn't what I think he is. Aida might kill herself if she didn't admit it, though, right?

Look, you're going to destroy yourself, so you're not afraid, are you?

"... a scary man, you are"

"Oh, you don't like it?

"No. As long as I have this life, I will continue to admire you"

To the words of Count Patriciere, the queen laughs joyfully when she dulls.

"Owen, please forgive me if I can only use you. Because I don't really know the kind of love you want me to give you."

With love in his mouth, Count Patriciere nods, embracing the queen who says she has no love innocently.

"Of course I know you, Dear Marianne. As promised, if only you were next to me..."

"You're fulfilling what I want, of course. As planned, I will stay next to you. But hey, the chair you're sitting on is still in a state of collapse. Hurry up, we need to catch a bad kid running around the foot of the chair and set it on fire."

"It's okay. Viscount Credias will manipulate that girl well, too. With the bad kids, that girl should start to wish she was on fire herself."

"That's ruinous love. I can't do this."

"That's fine with you. No matter how broken... as long as it's you"