"... how could you, like this. No way the Queen did it herself?

Otherwise, it can't be left like this. I don't suppose there's ever been a thief in there right now.

Except for the portrait, it's beautiful. The sheets on the sleeping table are tidy, and nicely polished on the table, without a single mirror on the large mirror bench, photograph Irene's figure -.

"Huh!?"

For a moment, Irene is surprised to see a dark-haired woman overlapping.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared.

(4 Villain Warrant Lady - Looks like she looked just like Grace Dulk... you're not a ghost or anything, are you?

Around the corner, approaching the mirror table, Luchel called out from behind her back.

"Did you see something?

"What!? What?!?"

"That's not just a mirror. The mirror that Housel uses to see through men and demons. The one who reveals who he is and what he should be. It's called a mirror of truth."

"The mirror of truth!? This is it!?"

It also came out in the game.

There must have been an event in front of this mirror where Luchel was dragged out to see if he was indeed the Demon King.

"I'm sure of it. I don't know because I can't see me."

"Wow, I can see Master Luchel... properly, human"

"Then I wonder if it's not up and running yet. But the man who tried to get into Housel dressed as a woman without believing this would look terrible. So, did you see anything?

"Yes, no. It's a mistake. I'm sure it's a mistake."

The moment my fingertips gently touched me, the mirror glowed. It was a little awkward, but the light stopped right away, and the mirror reflected somewhere that wasn't here.

"Hey, what, what!?"

"Didn't I activate something?

Looking in the mirror with that in mind, Eileen glanced.

It looks familiar.

By the way, it's new to my memory.

The place where the Maiden of the Holy Sword proclaimed her statehood and put up the Holy Sword, where Claude once offered her the right to inherit the throne, and returned to the Crown Prince to bloom.

An altar of white Asia, surrounded by struts. Festival of the Empire of Hermeia.

There is a carpet of velvet on the marble floor, and it is on the road.

My husband, who weaves a black cape over it, arms himself with a brunette woman dressed in a pure white dress and walks down to the altar.

"!? Hey, hey... Dear Claude... and Grace Dulk?

I can only see my back, but it's not a mistake.

Irene stuck to the mirror stand unexpectedly. Then I heard a voice.

"I can't believe I picked up the Second Lady so soon..."

"It is the next queen of Queen Housel's kingdom. There's no shortage. '

"You know, money piled up for Queen's exams."

'But it's a sudden ceremony. Though to stand on the balcony with you on your birthday tomorrow, what is a wedding that you are not ready for for a week'

"Wedding!?"

They haven't received Irene's voice that screamed. Luchel also glances into the mirror at Irene's voice.

"What, Claude? What are you doing, this?"

"Le, Master Luchel...... Um, it was today that you and Master Luchel talked in Ashmeil, wasn't it?

Trying to calm down, I tried to make sure one by one. but Luchel tilts her neck.

"Huh? No, it was a long time ago. Isn't that a little rough?

"Become... no way, that crystal, the flow of time is different... hey, wait, then I will"

Kidnapped - isn't that what it's supposed to be?

Dizzy thoughts move.

(Well, it was before the Founding Fathers' Festival, wasn't it? So tomorrow's the last birthday of the Founding Fathers' Festival? Does that mean he was missing for more than three days? Then naturally, the killer made a request...)

It was someone in Queen Housel who tried to pull Serena into her side and kidnap her more than there is Irene here. I'll leave it at this time to see if it's the whole country or the individual killer.

Anyway, he took the Crown Princess. I guess the killer demanded it, to Claude.

For example, you want me to marry Grace Dulk?

"You know, this is a little bit of a wedding... then..."

Luchel, looking in the mirror, blurred her voice as she looked at this one.

"Yes... right, I'm sure. They did it...... hehe, right? I don't even know if I'm safe here, Master Claude. And then, for three whole days... that's what's gonna happen now...?

"So, who's doing this?"

"I don't care about that!

In due course, Grace Dulk is the most obnoxious person to benefit from a Queen's exam breakthrough. But there's a chance there's someone behind it, and there's no way around it.

The problem is that, where Eileen doesn't know, a woman that Eileen doesn't approve of is trying to arm herself with Eileen's husband to name something that looks like a wedding.

"The Crown Princess is confused..."

When, who, where, are you faintly jerking off?

With a completely seated eye, Eileen waves her fist up. It is the Holy Sword that stretches straight from it.

Luchel with a threatened face escapes.

"Eh. What are you gonna do about it?

"You've decided to do this!

Use your natural strength to pretend it down.

I made a noise and a crack in the mirror.