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

"This way, Master Style."

After acting separately from Master Pride, Mr. Style was instantly moved back to the west side of the castle where Maria's room was located. But from here on out, I just have to go with my feet. Master Stayle runs like he's after me, but he's only twelve years old. Where he stretched his legs, he's limited. They get away from me with a little bit of certainty and shortness of breath.

Now we have to get to Maria as soon as possible. But I'm not allowed to leave him. If so.

"Dear Stayle, excuse me.

Loosen the running legs and walk sideways beside the style-like. I wrinkle between my eyebrows as I can't breathe, turning around and staring at me at the same time.

I touch his back like that. If I use my special abilities to age his body, gradually his back becomes long enough for his legs to grow and line up with me. With his feet unstoppable, he rounded his eyes and stared to the ground to make sure that the distance between the floor and his face was moving away.

"What..."

"I thought this one would be easier to run. Let me pull it up for about five years.

When I finished encouraging growth as it was, I became a good enough body to run. "Until the age of others...!" and you can't change it to life expectancy to the kind of style that can't hide the surprise. I told him, once again, I put my strength into my running feet. If you look back small, you are now following me behind my back without any problems.

Age manipulation to others. The publication of this ability was forbidden without the permission of the Queen. Though it could not be extended to life, it was the general intention of the queen, of the king, of the Regent, and of my prime minister, that this ability, if spread outside the country, would also be wanted by those in power in other countries who wish to be immortal, and would also be a spark of strife between unnecessary nations.

This is also the first time I've shown it to Master Steele. He would also have known sooner or later what I was capable of at the dawn when he became Regent. Anyway, now, we have to rush to Maria's.

Open the door, enter the room, call her by her name.

All the samurai who had already let her accompany them had just gathered in her sleeping bed and made her pale in the face.

Dear Gilbert, Marianne screams and I rush straight to her.

"Maria... Maria, it's me, Jill Bale, breathe... can't you... ⁉"

Oh, my God.

Her medical condition was worse than this morning.

Instead of being speechless, he did not breathe enough. I would exhaust my hands to see if I could breathe in her somehow, but soon she was disturbing her breath painfully again. If you ask me to call a doctor now, it won't save you at all. Even I know I'm not as much a doctor as I am in time as I am.

She chuckled when she saw me in her eyes. If I screamed her name again, I would breathe so desperately that I could say something with those lips that were supposed to be full. But the cut mouth trembles and you can't read what you're trying to say.

"Please...! Don't pass away yet... I'm still happy for you... I swear... I swear...

I scream to my helpless self to hit my anger and grab her hand, which hangs powerless.

Squeeze tightly so that its cold and cold hands give rise to a little heat. But no matter how much heat you put on her hands, the original warmth won't return.

Even without Lord Pride's prediction, I know.

She said the end was near.

Keep even squeezing her hand and hanging her voice as you pray. But neither the answer from her nor the symptoms can be relieved.

Tears blur my vision already and I can't even see her beautiful face.

Her breathing is shallower, less, and her blood is increasingly drawn away from her complexion, as if to take her breath away one by one.

Still, she keeps shaking those lips, over and over again, trying to tell them something.

"... oh,... maria... no, no... please..."

At the end of the day, I can only truly pray to God anymore. I worked bad business behind it for years, this me. Please don't take her, even.

The sound disappeared as if it was just me and her in the world anymore.

My ears, all I can pick up is her breath.

I don't like it, just losing her...

Sorry, Maria... sorry...

Couldn't find it...

You said you did everything you could, but it didn't come true... the cure, the special abilities... nothing.

"Arthur, your special abilities are not limited to crops. Your true special abilities…"

Suddenly, a girl's voice echoes in my world, which was silent.

Looking back, I keep an eye on that shadow that appeared at some point.

Rin, that voice.

Said to be more than just a crop, his ability to do so.

"Please show us to your fiancée.

'It just helps to grow crops...'

Her, I remember his words, and suddenly my thoughts move fast.

No way, no way... no way.

No, miracles, etc.

"It's the power to heal the disease of all things."

At the same time as her words, a young man who just became a knight this year rushes out to us.

Arthur Beresford.

I wanted, wished and sought again and again.

The ability to save her.

Its existence is now in front of us...

Reach out and grab her arm from above my hand, where his warm hand holds hers.

The Savior suddenly appeared before us.

"……………………………………………………………………………………………!

She breathes.

I was on the verge of running out, she begs for breath.

"Maria... Maria, can you hear me? Maria..."

Keep calling her name before understanding the miracle in front of you. When it's real, I hold that hand to be sure.

Please, answer me.

To this voice of mine. Please, give me this hand again...

- Grab... rarely.

As soon as I was grabbed by her fine hands, my heart rattled.

How many times have you ever been afraid that you might never be gripped back? That hand grabs my hand at her will. At the same time, his squeezed hand was definitely being held back.

Forget the blink, and keep an eye on her every move.

Gradually, breathing and blood color return to the way they should be.

Again, call her name in prayer.

"... Maria...?

To my voice, her gaze, which was looking to heaven, is slowly turned. It was called Jill, and that was all that went in, and there was no voice.

How many times would I have thought, wished and dreamed of being able to turn that grin.

That's when my dear girlfriend will be free from pain.

"Honey... and... I'm happy.

A wave of emotions, overflowing.

Hold her tight.

It's her loving body that she kept enduring, wanting to touch again and again.

Her body was hesitant to even touch her, afraid that breathing would even put a little strain on her.

I held her skinny, thin, body by body, shrugged, and kept crying.

How many times would I have wanted this time?

Whatever you sacrificed, I wanted to save her.

I wanted to make her happy.

I now finally understand the words she tried to tell me, which I would have prepared to die until just now, and I couldn't breathe.

Happy.

That's what you told me.

That's the word I wanted above all else.

Those are the words I decided I would never listen to until her illness healed.

In that one word of hers, she is freed from everything that has ever been entangled like a curse.

Joy and liberation, appeasement and happiness become intense and endlessly overflowing, speechless.

Even when Maria spoke to Arthur Beresford, she had no voice, only to bow her head when she said that if it was true, no matter how many words of gratitude she received, it was enough. Thank you, I said so, but it wasn't even a language with all the whimpering.

Without him, surely I would have lost Maria.

I couldn't do anything after losing her. I would have been struck by myself and could only mourn.

I can only thank him for the rest of his life.

If he's not here, I think Maria...

…⁉ ︎

On this occasion, if not...?

Suddenly, thoughts circle and turn horribly lubricated, as if their heads had cleared.

It's as if I just woke up attacked you.

Why is Arthur Beresford here? Naturally, Master Steele must have been used for instantaneous travel. Then why did you bring him here? Naturally, I know him as a special ability to heal the disease. So take him here, take him, take him...

... it was... Lord Pride who brought him here.

He didn't seem to understand his special abilities. Then Master Pride must have made some kind of prediction, learned about his special abilities, and brought him here. So at that time, he wanted Lady Stayle to move herself instantly to the Knights Exercise, etc... no, it wasn't before she moved out. This must be why she came looking for me now that she disappeared in the morning. I guess that's why you told me the terms and let me guide you to her. Mostly, why did she mention Maria?... Oh, he said he made a prediction. That she will die as she is today. So she searched for Master Stayle and me, and she led me to this room to save her, and took Lord Arthur...

I, for God's sake.