The Kingdom of Everlasting Night and the Last Ball

Dia and the Last Ball

There were a lot of people in the large hall that looked around.

I was only a little confused by that fact, but my mind didn't change.

I also saw Marietta, but Ricardo somehow left Dia escorting, and Dia leans her inner neck wondering if that was because the answer to the last question has not been given.

Without clouding in the right words, Ricardo still seems to be thinking of something.

And to such a strange combination of the First Prince and his former fiancée, the nobles of Farsital gathered in the Great Hall will have some confused air.

"Dia, take this."

"Thank you."

The samurai picks up the glass of suprit that he carries on the silver basin, and Ricardo gives it to me.

If you look closely, it was the chief of staff who carried it, and it shouldn't be his job to act like a waiter.

It was an act that made me understand in advance that I made the arrangements just in case.

The two of them have walked in a royal compartment where today's guest of honor proclaims the start of the ball.

This large hall is filled with lustrous blue-green forest crystals, and the sculptures applied are refined and beautiful.

The curtains on the large windows of the fountain crystals were white as snow, something that exotic diplomats who once visited this royal palace muttered that only this country would be able to treat this much white without fear.

To the deep deep forest color and white color scheme, Dia thought of the fursital forest.

Dia finds out that the forest is the only hunting ground in the royal jurisdiction, but if Prince Jill Reid continues to investigate Hydra Tartz, he says the leaves of the trees are mixed with yellows and look different.

At the entrance to the hall still continues the call for the family names of the nobles who visited the ball.

The distance was far apart, but those who had been called by the family name greeted the king and his wife from the entrance, and the ball began gradually after this call was over and all the invitees were aligned in the hall.

Between them, the king and his wife look anxiously at Dia and the others.

Perhaps, but shouldn't Ricardo be away from Dia anymore?

But Ricardo seemed to tell his parents something with his gaze like that, and stayed right next to Dia.

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

Secondly, it shows a bare gesture that Ricardo is definitely concerned with the movement of his fingers.

Dia remembered about the fairy embroidery of her dress, but she behaved herself.

"I let you live because you came to this royal palace alive"

That's how Ricardo cut out when people's gaze went off without even looking at the First Prince in disgust.

Dia wondered if she would continue here, but she would never have that chance again.

Maybe it's the last time Ricardo will also try to answer that question sincerely.

"... I hear it was the Knight of the Royal Palace who protected me. Wasn't that an order?

"I was going to order everyone. But somehow the knights told me that when they returned to the royal palace, they proudly protected you. And when I saw the knights who had brought you back to the royal palace, as if they had ordered me to do so, I wondered whether the Girasfi still had an invisible guardian."

"So... is it?

"Yes.... that's why. Besides, the day after that, His Majesty and Mother also say that someone from among the princes should be your fiancée to protect you. Even the prime minister and the generals slapped me on the shoulder to make sure I killed them all."

(........................ then Master Ricardo was only sixteen years old)

Even if he commanded himself, wouldn't it be too heavy an expectation for a prince of a peaceful country who had no such thing as every war to bear alone?

(Right......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Knowing it was Ricardo who took command of the Solemn Qing on that stormy day, Dia clenched her fingertips, which seemed to tremble.

Still, it would have been nice if it had been under the command of the King or the Chancellor.

military or church or how good it would have been if that wasn't even Ricardo.

"I kept you alive to find out if you survived because you were one of those clans. If there is also a man in this rare land of sorcery, and some will to work, then I must reign over the land, as it should be."

I guess Ricardo kept observing Dia while granting him the most generous asylum as his fiancée.

Every day, every day, I wonder if this child is protected by something, as an indicator of whether he can pioneer the forest ruled by the king of the kingdom that night.

I didn't dramatically change the way the country is, so one day, I'll have to break the forest again.

Because of the continuation of peaceful times, the fields once cut out of the woods will not be enough.

Whether or not to cut through the woods at that time.

Dia was used as a tool to measure it.

"..................... but I guess I was still ignorant. Only by passing you could I gauge the will of the unwanted. Dia, this is the end of the curse. We are the ones who have lost their grace as a result of disaster."

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Ricardo glanced at Dia smiling so baffled.

Blue eyes.

As my fiancée, and as the cousin of someone who held up my little Dia.

Dia has peered into Ricardo's blue eyes many times from a distance that might even touch the shadow of her eyelashes.

"So I always wondered how miserable this selfishness of only thinking about myself is when I hate you for acting that way. You were told you hated my point of view, but even then you must have looked at me as a public figure. What kind of heart would you give back to someone like that?"

To Dia, who answered so, Ricardo's body swayed, and the people of the great hall greeted the last invitee.

Ricardo, standing upright until earlier, looks at this one with eyes like a lost child for some reason.

The music that could be played was uninterrupted, but now I felt like most of the people in the Great Hall were looking at this one.

"Dia, I loved you, and I still loved you. I had no choice but to let you go, and I could not have mercy on you as my wife, even though I loved you."

How magnificent is the beautiful prince who told you so.

It's only cruel to tell someone you're trying to kill, but Ricardo, unlike Dia, is someone who gets what he needs to protect as a human being and also has what he needs to love.

So different from poor Dia, who hungry for all her revenge.

That was sad and sad, and Dia grabbed her fingertips all the way in and still thought I'd smile because it was the last time.

I thought I'd smile because Dia has Noyne, no matter how unethical it is to be human.

"Dear Ricardo, I have never admired you"

So if Dia says so clearly, Ricardo looks at this one like he's on his way.

Beautiful prince looking at this one with blue eyes, bewildered, feels somewhere defenseless and not even stopping by, scratching Dia's heart. 27615;.

"You and these royal palaces. Everyone.... I am so greedy that I have still tried to love them. The act of taking care of someone is the luxury everyone has if they are normal people, and I wanted that too. To keep me alive and spoil, I managed to forget what I had mourned and try to love you all.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... You are still the kind, loving people who have ruined everything I love."

"..................... Dia?

Ricardo admitted that day because I think Dia swallowed the wound and forgot.

I grew up in the royal palace and spent a lot of time here getting muddy, so I figured I'd accept what happened that night after I learned how to do it.

Isn't it because you think that the pain that night was like that for Dia?

(I came to this place alive because I did not have the means to retaliate against you. And I'm dying here because I finally found a way to reward you)

You perceived disturbing signs from the recompense of Dia and the queen, showing them the trick of the king and queen rising slightly, looking at this one with great anxiety.

Earlier than they did, it could have been the prime minister or general who stood nearby unanswered to understand what Dia was trying to say.

In that look, there was a sense of impatience and giving up, but at the same time there was something like confidence that about one Dia could be kept quiet easily.

The nobles glanced at Dia with their eyebrows at the third prince and the first princess, who stunned their gaze while holding the glass.

I never put my hand on the sword, but the knights are watching this one carefully, and if Dia makes a suspicious move, I'm pretty sure she won't hesitate to pull out the sword.

And then, of course, Dia has no way of preventing it.

Anyone who sees this one with slightly painful eyes may know that the glass in Dia's hand is poisoned.

I squeeze my heart tightly into the loneliness of the last Girasfi that popped out as heretical, even on faith, to the number of eyes that stare at it as something outside the circle.

(Master Ricardo may think that I will never put my mouth on this glass again...)

But Dia, all the way from the beginning, was going to drink up the shrimp in the glass.

(Now it won't help anymore)

The time Dia needed as an indicator for this country is over.

They will kill Dia, and they will still be convinced that there is no grace or misfortune in this land for those who need to be men, and that the forest belonged to man.

If Dia dies and there is nothing, the woods will be cut and plowed early and will be new farmland again.

(..................... Noyne said)

One more thing.

That's the last one.

The next time you lay your hands on your own, you'll destroy this country, for example, where you can't give up as much.

(So I'll let you die brilliantly here)

If Dia disappears, there will be no more reason to hesitate to explore the forest, and no one will know the warning of the king of the night.

Whatever happens to this country after that, it's not what Dia found out anymore.

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It's a beautiful country cursed and loving and Dia's favorite.

But as the people of Pharsital, who were not loved by witchcraft, buried the unworthy in a fairy tale, even Dia doesn't need anything that doesn't take care of herself.

The same depth of mercy that loved Dia's precious family and those who tried to kill Dia's precious Dia still did not sprout in a human being named Dia.

So Dia shouted out loud.

May the fate of this wretched Duke's Lady reach a little more people.

Even if you can't scratch that throat with this powerless hand, let this voice remind you that one day you killed yourselves.

"I hate you guys. You guys are always so nice to me, so I won't stop believing that it's imperative that I thank you and put my heart to it. I hate you for killing me with such self-satisfaction. If you killed my family, you should have killed me there."

"Dia, what...!

"... Mother, I am here"

It was Ricardo who stood up frightened and forgave the queen who looked around him with grate.

Seeing that look on his face, he was no longer afraid that Dia would talk about the truth about Storm Day on this occasion, and was sad as to why.

Indeed, it would be more effective to conveniently replace the contents of that confession than to unnaturally silence Dia here.

I'm sure Ricardo will give reasons to convince those who were here about the solemnity of the Duke of Girasfi's family.

He is royal and Dia's family is dead.

As easy as I can imagine which one to prioritize.

Because Dia dies right after this, the reason has become so much easier already.

"Diarrash.... right. I guess we never understood your suffering. [M] But it will be enough. Anything more than that should be discussed directly with us. It's not something that should disturb the hearts and minds of everyone who's gathered here."

Ricardo's words were very calm.

If you notice a sob and look at you, the queen is crying as she sits up from her chair, killing Dia's heart a little more.

The Great Hall was quiet at some point.

People were sipping and watching how Dia and the others were doing, and there was not a single Dia ally there who had lived without leaving the royal palace the whole time.

All the nobles who had colluded after the greeting were Ricardo customers and friends.

Ladies and girls who whisper anxiously about each other are all friends of the queen and princess, and this is when they realize that the environment was so restricted that Dia never personally nurtured friendship with someone.

(Oh, ………………)

Dia was born and raised in this country.

Yet, I wondered if I had so much to offer, the misery of getting my chest ripped open solicited.

I can't believe I'm dying in a little while, but I don't even have anyone here who wants me to mourn that death.

"Dearlash, I have always loved you like my child. But that wasn't enough................ I should have known your loneliness sooner"

"No, my queen. I was lonely, for sure, but I couldn't love you guys without getting time to understand. I just couldn't..."

The queen was listening to Dia's words, squatting and crying.

The king holds such a queen's shoulder and, completely irrationally, tries to protect his grieving companion.

Why.

If you can love people that way, why, have you killed your own brother's family?

Did you kill my brother, who laughed that he was very good and good looking, without even discussing it, so that he could cut off the ribbon properly with a polished piece of cake that cut well?

How could Dia have done such a terrible thing when there was only one family, and there was no more if they took it?

(What an irrational, glamorous, loving, gentle, cursed thing you are...)

And this is different, they'll say.

Humans are very selfish creatures, so, of course, it may well be that they say so.

But I want you to admit the same thing to Dia.

And this is different.

Still, Dia couldn't get anywhere.

"... oh, I..."

"........................ I'm sure I'm such a weak and stupid person that I also think very dearly of all of you who have mercied me that way"

"Then............!

Dia raised her voice and wanted to cry to the queen, who smiled with relief at her calm beauty.

Until such a beautiful and sad last night, at last these people didn't even know the contours of a human being called Dealersh.

I don't want unnecessary hardship, so I can say that I withheld extra words and actions to avoid being neglected, but Dia didn't live hiding what she was.

And yet, how can you look at this one happily like that?

(As if..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Didn't you think this man had just walked even avenge on his cane?

"You've always been kind and dear to me. Maybe I'm the only one who knows how unreasonable and cruel that is....... It's just weird how those people decided to kill even me, who shouldn't be able to do anything alone anymore, because I think that's how important it is?

To her cracked voice, Dia smiled faintly.

As if you were in trouble, as if you could no longer take it back.

If they know what they know, they'll never be able to go back to the same place again.

From time to time, the warm smiling queen showing beautiful necklaces and dresses and the king showing fine horses and eagles shattered my days wondering if I could ever live with her.

I don't even listen to the lovely knights because they look good on you and give me jeweled decorations, and the princesses who caressed my head gently that we were like sisters.

But Dia didn't cry.

So far, I decided to walk on my own feet.

All the nobles and knights gathered in this great hall draw its last curtain alone, even if they are enemies of Dia.

That is the last possession of a wretched human being who has been taken from him all he loves: Dealersh.

Even if we can only paint such an unusual backdrop, Dia has a crush on us.

Rin stretches his spine and looks straight ahead.

If Dia fulfills this vengeance as promised, the king of that beautiful night will fulfill his covenant.

Dia's father's advice was true.

It will show people that in those deep and rich woods there were indeed people who had to live.

"That's it for my retaliation. I never forgave you guys. You will soon find out what it means that I did not forgive you, like someone who locked the people of Pharsital here. What kind of things have my family, who have tried so hard to protect this country, been protecting you from?......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Ladies and gentlemen, I will leave here as you wish."

Dia smiled.

euphemistically, and to the happiness of finally letting this nasty human life out.

(I've always wanted to go somewhere far. I wanted to be free and see stretches and beautiful things..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

But that's what happens when you're dead.

If Dia were to go to the Land of the Dead, she would not go to Fursital on the Day of the Dead.

I've never been there before, look around this world.

If even the hand of Noin offered to Dia is in disaster, dead or not, he is alone everywhere.

"Dia!!

Who would have screamed like that?

I took off the glass I had in my hand and tried to take the glass from Dia's hand with the crying face I saw for the first time.

But Dia didn't hesitate.

I put my lips on the glass and drank up the sprinkles all at once, bubbling in unmistakable places.

Fluffy and intensely aromatic is the scent of snow daffodils.

The shrimp, which should have a clean taste, was sweet enough to make me nauseous.

Was it Ricardo who shouted out loud?

The figure of Marietta sitting nagging at the king and his wife and nobles staring at it blindly.

Please, I beg you to spit it out. I pushed my former fiancée, and Dia stood firm only once.

The epidermis of Ricardo's fingertips, which reached for Dia, turned to stone.

Still, it was the General who grabbed that arm in an attempt to pull Ricardo back to their side who reached this way.

Attract Ricardo to that side, as if he were never going to let Dia touch him.

(........................ oh,)

Um, a beautiful evening palace, a young day looking up at the wonderful chandelier of crystals and snow blessing stones at night.

It was the king's palace, ruling the night, which the Duke of Girasfi continued to bring as a thousand years of redemption, that my father and mother took me towards.

By visiting there on the night of the festivities and telling them that we are still under our ministry, Girasfi has unwittingly relieved the sins of those responsible in this country.

Yet the people of this country have forgotten even that with their lids.

(My prince........................)

The brilliance of a chandelier shaking in the sight seeping into tears shakes every bit like that night.

The tilted body will be slapped on the cold stone floor with no one to take it as it is.

That much of a setup deserves Dia to destroy this country that the clan has been protecting.

"........................ ah"

However, Dia's body was never beaten to the floor stone as it was.

It was in someone's arm that Dosari fell, and Dia's chest is about to crumble to a good smell that she feels so nostalgic she wants to cry about why.

"It's a curtain. That was more of a nauseating stage than I thought. Your curtain sucks, but there are no more sins to destroy those who killed you. …………… Dia, I'll take the price."

It was Dia's favorite noise that smiled so beautifully and so gently as to tremble.

Black outfits like the ones I've never seen have such exquisite embroideries and decorations in the hands of humans that they are impossible, in all colors but in a single color of pitch-black.

The effect of the poison or the appearance of it in his eyes, whose vision was sumptuous, was just as beautiful.

It was beautiful and beautiful, and I was about to cry.

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

When Dia tried to tell him the final words, there was a proper sound and someone from the knight collapsed to the floor.

Dia, who looked at you all the way, glances, and sees one hand of Ricardo crumbling to the floor and squatting, bruised into sand and scattered.

When I saw it, someone screamed out loud and tried to escape, sand from his leg and collapsed and stopped moving.

When the general who was nearby scratched his throat and whirled around, he became a pile of sand as it was.

So the great hall was quiet.

Fear and collapse spread everywhere and everywhere, as Shizukuishi dropped on the quiet surface of the water spreading ripples.

Most of them are swallowed by the waves before remembering to flee, and become sandy with a look of fear.

Everywhere. Everywhere.

Neither the king and queen before the throne, nor the princess who never hurt Dia, nor Marietta, who bowed her head deeply to Dia.

In the blink of an eye, everything sanded.

And for some reason, only Dia, who should have incited the poison, looked at the sight in Noyne's arms.

If you noticed, the large hall, which was busy, was empty.

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

"That's a shitty piece of muscle. I'll never let you go again."

"... well, I'm poisoning..."

"Did you eat all that stuff given to you by the Spirit and think you were still human?

"... oh, wow, me?

"Otherwise, in your range of motion, there's no way you can touch me for solving a simulation. Damn, you're making me go to a lot of trouble."

Dia finally understood when she saw someone who was so beautiful but so flattered.

The king grumbled that he wouldn't look real here about the meaning of that fairy word and what Noyne really looks like.

(………… its colour will not change)

Still, as Dilvier put it, glowing and non-glowing gems are different.

See here Purple eyes show so much more vibrancy than witchcraft brilliance, with the kind of serenity that has gathered the blessings of the night.

Dark enough to dazzle, beautiful enough that your chest is about to crumble.

Pulling back in Noin's arms, he woke up the body he had been keeping and stood up, and Dia looked around the large hall where he had quieted down.

There was nothing more where Ricardo was squatting.

When I saw the pile of sand left there, my chest was tightened, but I did not regret that I had avenged it.

"Guys,............... you're gone"

"In the human condition of this country, this is just how I show up. Human beings driven by Fursital for the sin of greed deserve a backdrop..."

So I cut the word, Noyne, and I look behind my back.

Standing there was a man with glasses in three-piece on his long dark hair, smoking purple smoke out of thin smoke.

If you look closely, it is a beautiful face, but there is a strong impression that it is more disturbing than that.

Even the same outsider felt somewhere different from Noyne or Dirvier.

Such a man looks at this one and smiles, putting one hand wrapped in white gloves around his chest and giving a deep salute.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, the King of Night Food and Recreation. The perfume furnace of illusion that you smell with your evening blessings is working properly. We are confident in the development of this product. Pull back the effect of falling around?

"How possible is it to be sustained and fixed?

"It will be possible for a moment or so. But even though it's tentative, it's dead in the meantime, so why don't we block the entrance to this hall so the dead don't get lost?"

(........................ eh,)

I wonder who that brunette man is.

I seem to know Noyne, and he talks like a merchant, so is it a demon with the Chamber of Commerce I heard about?

And Dia blinks without being able to swallow what happened on this occasion.

"This collapse I visited is a dream. It's a reality that happened in disillusionment, but when you wake up, it's just a dream. Put out the incense furnace fire and you will wake up from your dreams and return to the state you were before you collapsed"

"............... So everyone is alive?

"You're in a state where you've been killed in your dreams and the effects are on your body. That said, the wound remains deeply in the soul. The pain of collapse will never be easily forgotten, nor will it be handed over to the land of the dead like a normal dead man even after death."

"Oh. The souls of these humans stop here. He will die from the fallen, but his soul will never return to its original round form after death. Fortunately, there are handlers who are good at managing the dead. If he likes you, he might take you back to the mansion."

(..................... that's no way,)

I saw a figure in a black robe standing securely in the direction indicated by Noine.

Even if someone doesn't explain it to me, I understand that the shadow of that person laughing with his stomach is the spirit of death that cursed Fursital, and I tremble when I hit the heterogeneity of that joy.

Noyne noticed it made me chuckle and lock Dia in my arm.

"Don't worry. All the contracts expired and all the bridges I had put on were connected. You're already on this side of the spectrum, taking most of the price. He is still a hard man, but in fifty years he will be the Spirit of the Midnight Seat entirely the same as me. ……… no matter how cursed the strike may be, that is the price you pay. I can't take it back."

"Well, can I be the same as Noine?

Did the last word try to scare Dia?

But when Dia blinks her eyes, for some reason, Noyne looks at this one like she's on her way.

Gone Gone and I heard a bell somewhere.

It was the first time I heard it, so it might have been from the side of the unbelievers.

Outside the window it's starting to snow and all the band members should have sanded, but graceful music starts playing from nowhere.

And when he saw the wall, there was a shadow of the fairies rising in the light of the candlestick.

This is the fairies' waltz.

"... you have no effect on your body, do you? Then dance a song."

"............ Yes. I haven't seen you that night."

"It's a night of fulfillment."

"Mmm, that's my word, so please don't take it tonight"

Soon, there's a dilvier in the great hall, pouring a pussy and a silver light bouncing unseen shrimp into a beautiful glass.

On its back is a beautiful blue feather, six feathers that, unlike the fairies of women standing around him smiling happily, are a testament to the fairy royalty.

Pinch the hem of the skirt and bow to the person at the dance, then take the hand offered.

It was the king of Dia's favorite night country there, and only the two of us danced in the Great Hall.

That's how the dance started.

He goes round and round and holds it in his hand.

In a skirt that spreads like a petal, your toes are as light as wings.

Returning a smile to the purple eyed spirits who smiled earlier as they looked up, Dia let her heart bounce to the sound of the ornament neckline swinging on her chest squeaking.

Everywhere.

Will Dia be able to go with this guy from now on?

Following that dreamy evening, on the night of Fursital's last ball, Dia danced five songs with her favorite king.

At the end of the day, it is curtained by Dia's haste to pull off Peyrnoin to the voice of the glasses man who told me it was time for the perfume furnace to expire, and to go for a drink of Dilvier's poured shrimp.

"Well, what a delicious spree!

"You....................."

"It's a midnight and Ibmerian spree. Because Noyne has been taken care of since last year."

"Dirvier!"

The distant eye Noyne groaned low, then a sound sounded like closing the lid of a properly ceramic tool.

Then there stands the nobles of Pharsital, awakened from dreadful dreams, in a blind face.

If anyone can't stop trembling at the severity of the pain of breaking down their body, there is a woman who sits back and keeps crying.

The knights, pulling out their swords and searching for their enemies, were frightened, and the king and queen were embracing each other and crying with serenity.

Now everyone knew.

Once upon a time, the truth was resurrected that someone who could have accomplished it had abandoned, and we understood ourselves to be the culprits who were cursed by the Spirit of Death and who managed to survive in this small country in the woods with the warmth of the kings of the land of the night.

But the promise has been broken, and all that remains is a disaster worthy of those who have touched contraindications.

The first prince slowly raised his face as he squatted on the floor, hastily searching for his ex-fiancé, but there was no one there anymore.