1364 Four-year anniversary, special story. The sinner.

"Hey, how long are you going to make me wait?"

A muffled voice can be heard from a high place.

In the throne room, especially in the castle, a woman with legs counted as a sanctuary had a scepter attached to her elbow in a graceful movement. A young regent with dark hair stood beside her in a sumptuous chair where only the king was allowed to sit. The pupils under the black-rimmed glasses looked down at her with no expression of disdain or nervousness.

Furthermore, he was sandwiched between the throne of the queen, and beside him, who was closer to the queen than the regent of this country, he narrowed his eyes like a fox so that the man who had flowed to the right from behind his ears with his deep purple hair tidied up, played in an upbeat mood.

It was not a squire, nor a knight, let alone a castle man, who broke his knee in front of her with a thin eyebrow of boredom. He's a backroom worker.

They can only come as sinners who would otherwise be brought to justice. They have now been officially sent to the castle by the Queen for a second time. With the guards aligned at equal intervals to the wall, no one is going to point the spear at them now.

The floor and carpet that the maids were desperately brushing every day were now stained with dirty shoes and clothes.

I didn't want to stretch my spine in front of the royalty. Put your arms together, bend your back, strike your tongue, sit on the floor, dimple and spit. Originally, any act committed in front of the queen would be worthy of capital punishment, but now that the queen acquiesces, no one points it out. That's because I agree to complain about the Queen's judgment.

"Are you guys really still in business?" I just can't find one little girl. "

Haaaa, I'm breathing out so I can dare to hear the sound.

Play with your hair with your fingertips, and remove your attention from them that you have ordered to be gathered here. After five days, the men in front of them were not angry that no one could achieve the result they wanted, and they were just stunned.

I wasn't expecting that much, but I don't think it's going to be of any use at all. Even if it was Adam himself who ordered me to use the back-office, I called again this time to keep an eye on the useless face. The last time I made a request, I left it to Adam without paying attention to the number of people, rather than just the number of faces.

The search and death of the second princess who disappeared into the castle.

Soldiers of the Rajya Empire have already been sent from under the castle to the whole country to make appointments. The second princess' sightings, or those who were taken back to the castle alive to protect, were spread to the public.

Even for people who were impoverished by the collection of high taxes, the reward from the castle was enough to get their hands out of their throats. And it is the same for them who live in the back business. For those of them who didn't have a proper way of life, the castle was a place they didn't want to be near, but if money was involved, it was a different story.

It was only a matter of bringing back the sixteen princesses. As long as that is the case, you will be promised a sum of money that you can do with all your luxuries. The Rumor Queen was closer to them than anyone else in the backworld who had felt the devastation of the country.... but...

"Seriously... I thought it was dust, but I can't believe it's so dusty." Shouldn't it be better for you to die? "

If it was Ahn, he would have been killed.

Reflexive roar and rage from the bloody men. They have no respect for their royal counterparts, and there is no mercy for their intimidation. No matter how mighty I trampled on it, I was a thin woman. And some of them went a step forward, that they might really go forth.

But in the meantime, for the first time, a spear was put up by the guard in the hands of the queen. Zaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaa Surrounded by far more people than they were, the operators rushed to the center.

I had my gun in my pocket, but most of them had to intimidate me with a knife or a knife.

Rumors and tips tell us about the Queen's reputation, her cruelty, and her bad government. However, when she saw the blade pointing at herself, she realized that she was still her client, but at the same time, she was an [enemy]. They are nothing but pawns to be used.... even when I decided to accept the request.

The queen sits gracefully in the face of men who only increase their murderous temperament. She feels confident that she won't be killed if they come in bundles.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. But you weren't the one who told me to use the crown prince's back office."

"Did I even tell you to share such an incompetence? It's really useless... that's enough."

Pahhh!

The dry sound echoed without warning.

At the same time as the queen sighed out her words to the crown prince. Until recently, she was supposed to have emptied her hands and attached a cane.

Smoke is thrown out of the muzzle, and one of the dense men collapses forward. He tried to thrust his pistol at the queen. [Just before that, he was shot through his heart.]

Backworkers who unexpectedly pull themselves away from a broken man, but no one wants to help. Rather than the man who made a blood stain on the carpet and overflowed with red bubbles from his mouth, he hardened himself as if it was his turn to shoot now.

No one in the castle is surprised that the queen suddenly took out her gun or killed one person, even though she was working behind the scenes. That's what I'm talking about now.

The Regent didn't move a single eyebrow, nor did the guards loosen their hands holding the spear. Compared to innocent people like before, I don't feel any shards of guilt this time. I think it would be better to wipe it out at the bottom of my heart if I were to reach the Regent. It was unusual for the Queen to agree that the people who worked behind the scenes who didn't want her to breathe the same air as her precious sister were dust. Besides, it's convenient that my sister's pursuer is gone.

... she's now safely living in a small village under a castle.

I don't want you to come back to the castle for the rest of your life if you can. At least until the root of the demon in front of you stops.

Only the purple-haired crown prince glistened with joy.

Sudden shootings mixed with confusion and murderous intent, and in the end, only the absolute disadvantage remains on the soles of the feet. Surrounded by spears in all directions, a woman with a heart shot through her throne in an instant is playing with a gun in her hand.

As her actions and actions affect their lives, she is not allowed to make poor remarks.

"There. You,... no, behind that." Step forward, please. "

The men were obedient to the orders of the lazy queen while pointing the gun lightly.

Push one of the people she shows before everyone, regardless of the will of the person. At first, the man who resisted, but was silently and violently pushed by the crowd and held down from behind. And the rest of the men fall backwards. The next moment, the queen, pointing at the man at the muzzle, sounded dry again. Pan, pang, pang three times, all beautifully shot through the heart. The man who was let out in front of you.

The three men behind them.

All of them had guns in their pockets.

Anyone who tries to put a gun in front of a man who will be shot to death next time, while he is being forced to do so. Those who hid in the shadows of that spirit and tried to thrust their guns at the queen, and those who tried to thrust their guns at the guards, not the queen. All three of the gunmen were disabled.

As each gun rolls to the floor, no one moves to pick it up, soaking in blood. It was more obvious than looking at the fire that the person had been killed earlier.

But it doesn't matter what they do, their fate is decided.

"[I don't need anything else] Wow. Stale, you need to clean up."

The Queen's orders, with the gun pointed at her, were followed by the Regent's hand without hesitation.

The next moment, the guards pierced their spearheads into the backyard. Surrounded by all sides, no one could escape the simultaneous disposal while being distanced by a spear. Countless spears unmistakably pierced the bodies of the men who were working behind the scenes. Not a single one was gained while picking up a gun rolling on the floor in a single momentum.

The men, who were spitting blood one after another and were dying with their eyes wide open, were more tired of seeing the queen now.

Fuwa, while zeroing in on the stretch, I put up my toes so that blood splashes do not reach my shoes. After everything had bounced off, he put on his shoes again and stood up with high heeled shoes.

I have decided that I am no longer needed, and I will clean up after the Regent. The crown prince was ordered to hire a new and competent back office. Each bows his head and conveys his willingness to accept, but the Queen no longer looks at him.

One [brown] man was left behind.

"There.... Is it better to submit to me or to follow the same path as my people?"

Nitaa... and the queen laughing as if her mouth was ripped apart, it seemed like she had no choice.

I let my fingers play with my curly hair, and I graciously walked to the door, not to the brown man. Everyone here, including men, understood that there was no life unless they answered by the time they reached the door.

The crown prince slightly opened his eyelids at the fact that the queen had left only one man, and the regent chanted "again" in his heart without moving a single eyebrow. When the Queen finds a toy, it is not the first time that it has been placed under her control. There is no surprise there because I was its number one. At first glance, he could see why the queen had left him. Unlike the royalty until now, the Regent sees fit to see if he intends to keep one of the descendants in the name of back operations with a collar this time.

When the guards open the door from the inside, the Queen only looks back once.

All they say is that this is your last chance to smile evilly. The brown man chose to survive.