The Kingdom of Everlasting Night and the Last Ball

"Huh............!

Looking around the snowy woods, Dia glared.

Joel is the only one next to Dia right now, and there's no such thing as Ricardo, who was always with him at times like this, or his ex-fiancée's favorite knight.

Although this Joel is also a knight of Ricardo, so far he has been entrusted with the chief guardian of the building of the night of Dia's life, and it has been almost a different knight to accompany Ricardo and Dia on their outings.

He was a person who had been assigned nearby but never looked at each other very closely.

It should be noted that at the stage of the dissolution of the engagement, the guard knights of the Dia building were replaced by personnel of the Knights of the Nation.

Ricardo's Kingsguard knights, who were around Dia until then, will henceforth be the guard of his new fiancée.

The sky that looked up has blue and green branches and leaves, like snow and forest ceilings.

Is it the forest crystal that grew on the branches of the trees that makes it a soft light falling from the snowy cloudy sky?

Though there are no fairies in the Pharsital Forest, it is nevertheless the chestnuts who bring the blessing stones and crystal stones stored in this forest onto the branches of the tree, brilliant as fine as the ornaments of the Ibmerian decorative tree.

"It's beautiful."

The neighbor's knight is a shuddering face to Dia, who will whine so unexpectedly.

This was a short distance from the main team of winter hunters, behind the woods, where Dia's horse on board revolted, and only the two of them strayed.

is the exhaled exhalation, rising white.

Dia didn't wear gloves because she didn't mean to go too deep into the woods.

It's an outfit with the result that the top priority is not to fall off the horse, but only this time, the horse with Dia seems to have decided to stroll through the woods as he pleases rather than shake off the person on top.

(………………………,)

If I recall earlier, my chest ached so small that Dia snuffed at its fragile heart pattern.

The movement of the mind to scratch is very unpleasant, even though I don't want to swallow anything like that.

The knight who walks next door silently from earlier seems to be in a grumpy face and unsuitable for wanting a snack that he should be hiding somewhere.

Dia looked over at the beautiful forest and breathed clean air all over her chest.

The hustle and bustle so far had gone far, and the words that had been whispered to me were completely deafening.

(Indifference is like that...)

Earlier, the winter hunt that has just begun is a pleasure for men in winter, but also a gorgeous place to socialize.

If the ball is the battlefield for the women, this is the battlefield for the men.

At the exit point, a tent is set up with a bright crimson cloth strewn out, a fireplace for travel and a fire bowl filled with ore from the fire, where the ladies gather to watch the bravery of the knights and nobles you see even in the cold woods.

As proud of such an audience, the men insignificantly boast of new bows and arrows, swords, etc. wearing a luxurious but practical set coat for hunting.

To the controlled hounds, the beauty of a cared for horse.

The royal family had arranged an orchestra to announce the start of the hunt and had also taken on the management of warm drinks, strong liquors and tents spent by the ladies.

Ricardo was praised for the splendour of the arrangement and was celebrating his new engagement with the beautiful woman next door.

The men dance in this social setting again with great skill, including whatever prey they may eventually bring home.

And Dia was only present on the spot when Ricardo invited her into the circle of conversation, and she was treated like a ghost who had become invisible as soon as she left it.

Neither the nobles celebrating Ricardo's engagement, nor the nobles and knights serving the royal palace, who are close to the Pharsital royal family, nor the less shadowy Dia has any evil impression on them.

But when Dia is nearby, they don't have fun.

Though he meets with a smile, the sound of the chatter disappears when Dia is nearby, and the intimate observation is directed at when she will leave.

Everyone lurks their breath, wears a smile mask, and waits for troublemakers who don't know how to handle it to pass.

It's not uncomfortable.

It's not malice, it's just an alert to strangers.

However, Dia was certainly not welcome.

(Having lost my role as Ricardo's fiancée, I am a faceless person for the people of this country...)

The snow that keeps snowing seems to take away the surrounding sounds.

When I was Ricardo's fiancée, some people raised their hands to intimacy to stop Dia.

Such people are having fun talking to Ricardo's new fiancée, Marquis Marietta, and those who feel well understated are and always have been bewildered by how they deal with Dia.

Even though Dia hadn't been killed yet, I felt like she was pushed out of her back with a goose and dropped off the table in this world.

And on the table where Dia has been ejected, there's a fun festival going on, and I guess everyone dances happily ever after.

(....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I wanted to dance too)

How good would it be if I could reach out and take the hand of the prince who smiled at me that prom night and flip my favorite dress skirt and dance in this world?

And there, how happy I would be if I had a family I loved.

"........................ noin"

"Sound magic is closed, but there's more to the detour."

"Hehe, you look like an escort knight and you can't say a word like that, so isn't it obvious that you're closing the magic of sound"

If Dia smiled so much, he seemed to notice that he was silent.

For example, what were you thinking so much that the pseudo would be neglected?

".................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Why did you think to ask that question now?

"Would it be somehow if I were looking at this forest?....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Normally, the dead come back here on the day of the dead, but my family never came back. Maybe the royal palace is laid with magic that won't bring in the dead?

It is the reason of the world.

A decent dead man falls into the kingdom of the dead under the control of the king of the dead, and lives in the kingdom of the dead until his soul is round and clean.

And once a year, on the Day of the Dead, you come back to earth from the Land of the Dead.

(..................... but my family never came back)

The dead say that in a few years, they will wash away their lifetime memories and no longer come up on the ground.

They also say that when people are killed by unnecessary things, they can't go to the land of the dead or imprison their souls in the country on that side.

"It was the knights of this country who killed my family.... from the land of the dead, we could have gone back to earth, couldn't we? At first, I thought my family wouldn't come back here to make sure I wasn't in a bad position. Because they know the truth, and the dead cannot harm the living............................ but isn't it?

"Oh, what makes you think that?

The King of the Night, who walked his horse loosely and looked like Joel who asked so, has eyes somewhere evil that confounds and ruins man.

Still, looking at horses who aren't frightened, Dia feels like one person is straying away from the realm of man.

"........................ It's Yoel. That knight you're playing, on that anniversary, you petaled and wiped it away. Even at the dawn of anniversaries, there was no commotion in the royal palace to say something had happened to Yoel. Besides, I don't know how he usually lives now. But isn't that how more than you use his name and appearance............... Yoel isn't there anymore?

In a light snowy breeze, the buckwheat and knight's cape sway.

The wind was conceived and the snow involved, and the cape of the colors of the flipped woods was beautiful.

(Looking at this knight,... think)

Dia has lived without touching anything she shouldn't.

In some cases, the thought would scratch Dia's heart and shed a lot of blood.

A cold person who thought it was troublesome could not touch several inconveniences in order to spoil himself and survive.

"Don't worry about much. Was he a knight you liked?

"No.... Yoel killed my brother. My nanny and the maids who worked in the lodging, and their children. Yoel was still a young knight at the time, but he must have been a brilliant man willing. I just didn't like the one who killed my family because I'm such an obsessive person."

"..................... this was the lead knight entrusted with your residence building"

"Yes. At times of need, you must have been assigned near me as someone who could lay down his hand.......... Noin, I asked about the dead, didn't you know? If there are things like Joel, I'm sure I just don't know the means to harm the dead or not to kill the dead, right?

Noyne is a whim.

He always shows up pretentious, and he's gone pretentious.

As such, Dia did not want to waste that time, as it was rare to take a stay where she could not disappear into a role and pretend.

They finally rolled out the sound wall.

I need you to put aside your shaky mind and tell me what I need to know.

"..................... right. That's why you've never questioned the safety of this knight since you met me."

"Whatever the circumstances and role this person has, for me, is the one who killed my family. I'm not a good person enough to be guided without a little interaction."

Would Noyne have smiled lightly at Dia for saying so clearly?

There will be no more severe grumpiness like the sky before, and I will incense the cruelty of someone who is somewhere in a good mood, but therefore has to be human, and slowly turn one hand that I lifted away from the reins towards this side.

It's as if it shows Dia what that stuff looks like.

"This has been re-tailored to a coat. The contents were removed and broken. There's no room to go to the land of the dead."

"Is it like throwing away sliced bread when making bread stew?"

"Look, on these occasions, exclude food from your verbal choices"

"Why were you scolded?"

"Sometimes I weave feathers, sometimes my genealogical subordinates weave feathers. It's just such a thing. And your family seems to have put their hands on the knights who temporarily gave them the title of Church Knight with the blessing of the Church. That's why I didn't get back on the ground."

Dia blinked slowly at what she had been taught.

(..................... as a church knight?

"The dead, who have been killed by the Church Knight, will not be able to rise to earth on the day of the dead?

"The king of the dead meets the living, an old man. It's a measure to keep sinners off the ground."

Dia thought about the words carefully.

My dear family was murdered unharmed, and that was not enough, and I was prevented from returning to earth even on the day of the dead.

Dia, seven, who had lost her family and was excited about the day of the dead and had been waiting for that return by the window, ended up not seeing anyone.

Though I gave up my tenth year separately wondering if my family's soul would have gone to the next raw, until then, every year, on the day of the dead, I had been searching for my family by the window.

(…………… but,)

"..................... If it was, it's fine. Thank you, Noin. There's only one scary thing I thought I'd have to know someday, and I'm not afraid of."

Relaxed and loose cheeks. If Dia says so, the king of the night looking like Joel narrows his eyes surprisingly.

So Dia, who was totally happy to hear a good story, put her finger up and explained why.

"I have always wanted to know if my precious family, which is an inconvenience to many, has not been miserably dealt with, even after they have become dead. There's no way my sweet parents, my brother, or my sisters, could have left me on this side alone. If I saw it here, I thought I'd have to hide it right away. … and yet I remained unable to see him, so my family, who became a dead man, told someone…"

I was afraid someone might break it or kill me again.

Swallow a fuzzy wet exhale, Dia swallowed tears.

(Well, my family was able to safely go to the land of the dead. I don't know what I'm gonna do. If you couldn't get out on the ground, there's nothing safer than that...)

"............ mugg?!

Boosen and his big palm were put on his head, and Dia's neck was about to snap.

Looking next door in haste to complain, he was not a yoel in blue and green knightly clothes, but a watery haired outsider who dwelt in the whiteness of a snow forest.

"Did you ask me that because I don't have much time left?"

"Perhaps. From here until prom night, no matter how bad you know, you'll manage to survive."

Noyne's purple eyes quietly look at Dia, who replied to the tease.

Are the eyes that make the shivers and the air heavier unique to high-ranking outsiders?

Cold sweat slips down his spine in too much cold, and a horse with Dia restlessly circles his neck and steps.

"........................ Noin. If this kid gets in a bad mood, I'll fall again."

"... every time I ride a fragile creature"

"Even if they blame me there, because it's from a choice in the development of a racist culture and life............ what?!

When the horse was accidentally pulled over, Dia was gently lifted by her stretched arm and placed on Noine's black horse.

After plenty of skirts for horseback riding, worn so as not to show the shape of the legs, have been sneezed and relocated already, albeit in a rush.

The horse who retrieves Dia and lightens up leaves Dia and the others, as he blames them.

"Noin! That horse is a borrower. If I get lost in the woods......"

"I'm not running away, so leave me alone. …… keep it away from you appropriately. I'll collect it later."

"What.................. eh,"

Surprised at the tone as if ordering his subordinates, Dia looked back and was stifling.

Soon, there was a shadowy thing on the horse that Dia rode that made her gaze only at the contours.

Shadows like every swinging ghost are in the shape of smooth men, who look like knights of things whose creation cannot be grasped.

"It's a genealogy fairy. Don't worry about it."

"..................... well. Are you a fairy?

"... Didn't I tell you not to mind?

"Is there also a feather? This is the first time I've seen a fairy...............!

Dia got accidentally excited here, but when Noyne waved a flicker, the fairy skillfully manipulated the horse and quickly disappeared.

When I look back at the noise behind me with a slight eye so discouraged, once again I get a numb slap on my forehead with one hand.

".............................. Guru"

"If you're really human, don't ever threaten me again."

"Intimidation should be very useful against forest creatures. And now Noyne must have understood that I'm making threats now, right? And please show respect for the maiden's forehead. I won't forgive you if it turns red!

"If you don't forgive me, what are you gonna do? Are you going to roar and threaten me again?"

"Huh, that's sweet. Still, I have important plans in a few days, so I carry a water bottle full of spicy oil for when the forest creatures get rough."

"Stop."

"So next time you attack my forehead, I won't condone it!

"You're a troublesome creature..."

The squeaky whistle overlaps the sharp whistle sounds of the men who found their prey somewhere far away.

If Noyne looks at you and waves one hand annoyingly, the woods will change shape with a twitch and sound.

"……………… ho ho"

"I just let go of the road. I just got here, and I can't get into the magic path."

"Isn't this a normal path?

The road is in a snowy forest, but Noyne nodded quietly at Dia, who asked so.

(........................ Ah,)

Soon, his fingertips, which were freezing just a little bit, were warm, and Dia tried to keep her back in Noin's chest to fit softly in its arms.

Perhaps Noyne's horse is not a normal horse.

He's been walking slowly in a calm manner ever since.

And I'm sad to be concerned about that, but somehow it smells so good in Noine's arm that Dia can't stand it.

(Smells good..................)

Smells good, warm, very peaceful.

Even though Noine's cooking isn't poisoned, just because she's alone like this doesn't mean Dia's safety is guaranteed.

Yet, for some reason, Dia was in the arms of the King of the Night with great peace.

".............................. Are you okay, Noin? If you're tired of screwing me over, let me know because I'll consider the next consideration."

Dia said that for a reason.

Although Dia did not hunt for Noyne the day they met, that never made this creature miss Dia.

Besides, by winning the trials with wisdom, a development that is common in adventure stories, it is not possible to use the unscrupulous as demons.

That was a metaphorical story, and the outsiders who actually appeared were not so kind creatures.

Still, Noin is so close to Dia because they made a deal.

It's nothing more than a covenant made up of the whims of a high-ranking creature, but Dia was told that day by a noin recovering from the shock of spicy spice oil that she would grant only one wish on condition of paying the price.

(So I made a deal with the king of this night......)

Noyne nodded at Dia's offer, and although it was entirely up to her mood, she came to visit Dia to fulfill that wish.

That said, the opponent is a high-ranking outsider who cannot be tied to a person like Dia.

Dia had told him that if he got tired of making promises to Dia so that this forest creature wouldn't get rough, he wanted us to have a discussion about paying additional consideration and renewing the contract.

In fact, Noyne got tired of it about twice, and for some reason, Dia was told to keep the window open on Summer Solstice Festival Day, or to pass on information about the management of the forests that Fursital had, which was taking the lead of the Second Prince.

(Regarding the information asked about the Hydra Tartz forest, the next time there is a massive omission, it is the land to be pioneered, so the noise may also be wary......)

Strangely enough, he still had no punishment whatsoever for the inhabitants of this country, who had already once cut out the forest from the stature of the king of the land at night.

That said, there is no such thing as to have forgiven that disrespect, so that he who is without man has his own fashion and period, and he may be waiting for the moment.

(..................... but I'm pretty sure Noine is stripping away something like the asylum he gave this country one by one...)

Like ink smudging with a twitchy, beautiful cloth, the land of Farsital was now slowly withering away.

In what way will that calm calm afflict this country?

I can't imagine the human dia, but Noyne looks terribly happy looking at this country from time to time.

Then, as the moon slowly falls, if this country is darkened, that day will come again.

(One day again,...... this country will have to take the forest away from the king of the kingdom of night)

At that time, Dia, who is no longer a small child, and besides is no longer the fiancée of the First Prince, how blinding she will be.

The last development ended halfway through because of the fact that the quality of forest crystals would be lost.

The investigation found that the changes in the environment caused by the loss of trees may still be caused by those who fear the king of the night ruling the old woods and find something in Dia's presence.

(Because I guess it's still time to get rid of me because............ they've become something that could destabilize the country)

As a result, if you think that Noyne's deeds kill you, what irony is the amount of time you are letting yourself be in this calm mood?

Besides, this outsider understands that his actions are twitching and strangling Dia and eventually killing her.

(So maybe... this is your punishment for Girasfi, too)

In slowly killing this country, it is Dia who will be the first to be killed.

The king of the land at night is not foolish enough not to realize it.

"............... right, add one consideration"

"As promised at the beginning, I refuse anything that lacks a body."

"Don't shake the water bottle, give me the water bottle. Where did you hide that dress in the first place?"

"On the back of my coat, I make pockets for weapons!

"When you told me that, it was ruined."

"........................ na na na na na"

As Dia sifted, who accidentally confessed to the cache of weapons, Noyne somehow, told Dia not to leave the room on Ibmerian Day and took it as a new consideration.

"Ibmeria is busy, so is it a request to stay still without bothering me?

"Maybe. Before the aftermath of the next day, you'll have trouble destroying yourself."

"... I'm not even a rakuten enough to go out and play somewhere the day before I know I'm going to be killed, am I? Besides, Ibmeria in this country is a family day without leaving the house. There's nothing like leaving the room and wanting to go."

Noyne doesn't tell Dia once that we're gonna get her out of here or help her so she doesn't have to be killed.

Only a little bit sad about that, and Dia soon understood that even in the same shape, it was a completely different creature than a human being who was here.

No matter how much they lived alongside humans, they were different from humans.

Do not give such creatures the kind of wish they wish for their fellow countrymen.

So Dia stops making noise about wishes that are convenient for humans, and she treats them like just an audience until the end of her connected wishes with consideration.

"So, at the last ball, you just decided to get yourself killed by an adult?

"Now that you're boring me, I wonder what's wrong with you."

"... forgiveness, won't it?

"Yeah. I'm not going to be merciful because I'm such an obsessive and evil creature, as so many humans are. Even if I seem miserable, there are still many things I can't give up."

In a quiet forest that snowed furiously, Noyne was quietly listening to such Dia's words.

Eventually, when the winter hunt was over, Dia and the others were only avoided to be able to wear the stigma of no prey over deviations in the woods, as the fairies earlier came to return the horses with their tailored prey at some point.