The Kingdom of Everlasting Night and the Last Ball

There was a long human country there, once called Farsital.

The name of that territory is still Farsital, but it is often referred to as the dominion of the night as the land that has already ended human rule.

Surrounded by abundant forests, of course the quality of forest crystals is good, ore and crystal stone mining flourishes, and a strong liquor preference is made for a bastard named Korhem.

That said, tourists should buy alcohol and gems at the branch of the Axe Chamber of Commerce, as the people of the land have low magic range of motion and are always next door to the danger of enchantment.

The inhabitants of the land are famous for dropping their range of motion due to magic obstacles, and many visitors to the study.

However, even though it has been mitigated since becoming the dominant land of the night, a long stay is not recommended because the magical foundation of the land is thin.

Instead, it has become a popular preserve for patients who want to suppress the work of sorcery obstacles and curses, and there are quite a few who seek permission from the King of the Throne at night to rule the land?

The humans, who were interested in the country in Fursital, said that they were the blood of a cursed sorcerer together when one sorcerer, who had a wife but proposed to the thinker of the Spirit of Death, was handicapped.

Cursed by the Spirit of Death, the family that once produced and flourished a high ranking sorcerer with a luxurious range of sorcery movements became a wandering people in perpetuity.

However, by meeting the brother of the Spirit of the Midnight Seat, who they had ruled over the land expelled, and making a deal with him, he said, he was allowed to turn most of the magical range of motion they were born with into crystal stones and ore to nourish the forest but also to interest the country.

They had become so fragile that they could not live outside the Pharsital, but they could escape the curse of the Spirit of Death, who had used the abundant forests surrounding the Pharsital as a fence and tried to kill the stray people one by one every night.

Negotiating with the king's brother in the midnight throne and protecting those who were blamed, he said, were the last members of the clan in a branch called Girasfi.

They were clawed in the clan for blaming the beginning magicians for their deeds, but fortunately, they had not had to be cursed by the Spirit of Death.

They stayed in Fursital only to continue fulfilling their covenant with the king's brother in the midnight seat, because abandoning the outside world to save the blood that persecuted them was also part of the price of the covenant.

The family of Girasfi, who drank the condition, were also deprived of the magical range of motion, but only when they came to the Spirits of the Midnight Seat once a year, when they regained the former range of motion and opened the way for magic, they visited the royal palace to show that they were faithful to me.

Farsital thus raised the country healthy under Girasfi's devotion.

But when the second generation of kings of that country decides that there are no human beings in this world to cut off their untrained journey into the world outside the woods rich in witchcraft, the fate of the country will fade away from it.

In that context, it is said that it is because of the succession of those who once became sick of interacting with the familiar outsiders and lost the benefits of rich and tranquil witchcraft, but also because they were not directly involved in the incident and could not accept that they would continue to be the blame for ever to come.

A little later, those who had forgotten their covenant with the king brother of the Spirit of the Midnight Seat and the curse of the Spirit of Death, solemnly sanctified the people of Girasfi, who kept coming to the royal palace of the land of the night without forgetting their covenant.

The Pharsitals of that era had the troubling problem of not being able to expand the national territory, although the population had increased, sealing the mouth of the Girasfi clan, which strongly opposed the development of forests to increase agricultural land.

Here the covenant with the Spirit of the Midnight Seat is decisively broken, and the people of Pharsital will touch the contraindication for the second time, even without trying.

Thus, thirteen years after Girasfi's clan was solemnly cleansed, Pharsital tried to kill Girasfi's last daughter, who had been closed to the royal palace, touching the inverse scales of the king brother of the Spirit of the Midnight Seat, who took all of that country as a breach of his covenant.

The people of Pharsital did not realize that those who had to be nearby were waiting for the moment when they would decisively break their promise of witchcraft.

It should be noted that Girasfi's last daughter, who was rescued, was seen by the king brother of the Spirit of the Midnight Seat and welcomed as his bride.

He said that his daughter, who had been blessed by the Spirit, would never return to the land of men.

"Can't Mukumgris be brought to the castle?

"Look, don't ever do this. In the first place, he would have survived in response to the thin land of witchcraft so that he could live in that country."

"........................ Muggu. My fluff.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Can't Noyne be like her brother-in-law?"

"Don't. It's not gonna be like that."

"There are not enough mundane ingredients. Something to fill me up with!

"Oh, I guess you can pay the price you deserve for that offering?

"Well, Mr. Dilvier told me that the consideration for Noyne is just enough to make handmade dishes delicious, right?

"........................ Dirvier!

"Oh man, please stop playing with Dear Dear. In human culture, when you piss off the bride, she can go home."

Dilvier, who was pouring me a cup of night Shizukuishi and moonlight tea in Dia's cup, immediately took his side, and Dia nodded, fuzzy.

Dia, who lost her family, doesn't have a home to go home to, but all she has to do is go home to Dilvier's, the fairy castle in the night light, where she became my guardian.

Dilvier's sisters are all beautiful and gentle and spoil Dia plenty.

That said, my fiancée gets rough when I get too into you, so I was really patient even though I wanted to have a night party or something.

"Will you let me go home?

"Don't. It wouldn't be my parents' house in the first place. Your house is here."

"Oh, Dear Dear is already like my daughter, so you can assume it's my home. My mother also says if you don't like spirits, you should be a fairy."

"Hehe. When you're a fairy, the sky can fly."

"..................... Hey"

"Mugg?!

I was just kidding around a little bit, but Dia gets lifted on her lap by her rough fiancée, and she flickers furiously even though she was on her way to snack.

Externally, Dia is already Noyne's bride, but she's actually still her fiancé.

That was because even if we undo the range of motion that actually seemed to be the consideration for dealing with Noyne rather than the curse of the Spirit of Death, it would take time for Dia's body, which has lived in the lower range of motion for many years, to approach the Spirit.

(But there's already plenty of time)

Still, already, if you look at yourself in the mirror, Diarrash's eyes there are glossy purple.

I'm happy with my eyes the same color as Noine, and Dia really likes such a change.

Dia's favorite fiancée cooks delicious dishes at best, so Dia is going to gradually transfer them to the Spirit while she gets them delicious.

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Farsital is now placed under the jurisdiction of the outsiders of the genealogy as the direct jurisdiction of the king who presides over the food and music of the night.

Jill Reid, ruled by Noyne as king and spared the Solemnity of the Last Ball Night, was lord.

From now on, the Jilraid clan will continue to greet the Night's Seat once made by the Jilrasfi clan.

(Um, the night of the last ball we welcomed at the Royal Palace in Farsital)

With the appearance of Noyne without suppressing his power as a Spirit, all the humans who were in the Royal Palace became gravel and broken.

Although Dia used magical tools that she could not understand how they worked, events processed as dreams, the memory of the moment was not lost, and the souls of those who experienced the collapse as far as she knew remained missing.

At the same time, throughout Pharsital, all of the people were experiencing the same because of the manifestation of the spirits of death.

Noyne takes the royal palace, and the Spirit of Death takes the rest of the people.

That was the covenant we shared, but the Spirit of Death seemed to want to break the royal ones, the first magician's direct line, with his own hands, and the third prince shared it with Noine.

(If you ask me that, the obstacles of outsiders are still horrible............)

Dia, who is turning to that side one by one, still thinks so now.

But eventually they became spirits, and maybe that makes sense.

Those who woke from dreadful dreams became the inhabitants of the land of kings of the land of the night, which presided over the food and pleasure of the night.

That is the price that touched contraindications, but therefore there is no escape technique, and everything from sinful to innocent will be tied to the rules of the throne at night and will continue to live much longer.

(That said, it's not like a slave was given a severe punishment, and since he hasn't been informed that he can't go to the land of the dead after his death, there shouldn't have been that much confusion if it had been...)

But Fursital has taught us that outsiders don't exist.

It has also been a symbol of the evil of the Church's teachings to unite with the Fae so that those fleeing its curse do not appear.

Such a people suddenly came under the control of the Spirit, so of course it was difficult to say that the country was calm immediately after that.

It was the outsiders who put it away again, and the humans became sand just because they showed themselves, so those who remember the fear of that night rushed to embrace its rule.

(Although there will still be a lot of problems, humans are much more sturdy and flexible creatures than the outsiders think, so they will eventually swallow them completely..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Dia thought so, and even the people, who just didn't know anything, threw away the guilt of being caught up in this disaster.

As selfish people, we cannot empathize with the lives and tragedies of people who don't even know their faces.

The monster that has been removed from that circle will never be able to return to that side again.

(………… This is the history of the new Fursital)

I think of the history of the right fur sital that would shut down the book I had read until earlier and be newly revised and rooted in.

Dia intends to take care of this book as if it were a picture book of the king of the kingdom at a young age, knowing what the covenant Noyne entered into at the time of his founding.

With regard to the convergence of disturbances and the future education of the people, it is left to the royalties and nobles formerly involved in the solemnity of Girasfi, by the totality of the demons of the Chamber of Commerce dealing with noin, the Spirit of Death, and Korhem, among others.

That scrutiny certainly did not reflect human testimony or anything else, and the fairies were derived from the woody roses left in Girasfi's mansion and from a few remaining daffodils in the land, and the hands of those fairies magically washed out the persons concerned.

Dia knew for the first time at this time that the seemingly poor plant fairy was the most obsessive.

In particular, Daffodils said they would not tolerate those who damaged themselves for the rest of their lives, using their temperament, and the identification of those involved was quickly accomplished.

The person in question is engraved with a magic engraving on the back of his/her hand, and will be held accountable to the public throughout the country while being monitored for inadvertent words and actions in contract magic.

When you touch that contract, they say it tastes terrible pain.

That is how they turn to the people they have killed with their own hands every day.

The pain and fear of that night keeps me confronted with the fact that it was the work of the deed.

"It's a procedure that can also be described as raw and warm if you don't break your word, because the soul-lacking cannot go to the land of the dead as a decent dead man. After death, it will be lowered to Master Tsuenu as a slave. He's a very obsessive spirit, so he's much tougher than being eaten by a curse or losing his life in a magical obstacle."

"..................... but if you can be the favorite of any outsider while you're alive, you can get out of that circle of costs, right?

To Dia, who asked so, Dilvier nodded with a chilling smile somewhere.

This fairy says that although the period she was dressed as Dia's servant is over, Dia is her husband's fiancée, so she continues to mean Dear.

I'm also a guardian, so at the same time it's a strange feeling of family, but now I'm close enough for the two of us to go shopping.

"That said, there are a limited number of outsiders visiting this land. Many of you will also feel that the only one who might save you will not choose you."

"I guess. Choosing that person after seeing the mark of that culprit is detrimental to this one as well. Anyway, it takes away the prey of a particularly obsessive Tsuenu among the spirits of death."

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

Sifting to the name of Tsenu he heard, Dia had recently been beset by the spirits of death who often came to visit him.

The unbelievers call the End and the Near End sons.

The end-of-life genealogists have a particular tendency to prefer their end-of-life children, and it seems that Tsuenu, who recently broke with the twilight fairy out of a slight mistake, totally liked Dia for relentlessly pushing her fellow countrymen to ruin at that ball.

He's a troublesome Jen who comes from somewhere if he goes out and cries and rumbles if he doesn't accept letters and gifts, so he's burning his hands pretty well, not only Dia, but also Noin.

As for the hierarchy, the noin is higher, but as for the spiritual species, the spirits of death will be the highest, so you need this and the rush to drive them back?

Yesterday, too, when Dia was having tea with Dilvier's sisters, there was a case of an angry Dilvier mother sprinkling water and driving him away because she came at some point and looked at this one with a tight eye out the window.

Noyne rushed for me right away, but I can't help but be scared because I'm lurking somewhere if there's a gap.

(............... After that, Noyne asked me if I wanted Girasfi's mansion back, but I said I didn't want it)

There are no more loved ones there.

Still, I went to see it once, but what once left a shadow was taken away and no longer what I wanted to keep.

But now Dia has fairy samurai derived from that woody rose in the mansion.

Letting go of the mansion where I was born and raised didn't make me feel strange and lonely to have them.

The samurai are also very happy because their precious lady is back?

"Is this year's visit to Jill Reid tomorrow?

"Oh. Last year at the stage I set it up at the night club ahead of the lil 'moon, but this year's harvest, he had to make the pumpkin demon angry and perform a demon removal ritual. He's the only one who can do that. I switched to prom tomorrow."

"............... you mustn't abuse me again, right? He died for your sister."

".................. oh"

Noyne, still a Pharsital royal, makes me look scared to see what I would do if I had a coarse phase, but according to Dirvier, it seems to give Tsuenu proper protection when he tries to be evil on Zilreid, so he only makes me try to be evil at times like this.

Shortly after Fursital came under the control of the country at night, Dia was sneaked by the fairy's wife, introduced by Jill Reid, to teach her how to tame with her cousin.

Jill Reid also thought of Dia's sister.

When he flew out of the royal palace after hearing the tragic news of Girasfi, he visited the mansion of Girasfi, where the ex-post processing was taking place, and understood that, while young, it was solemn at the hands of the royal family.

And Jill Reid's young and soft heart, murdered and desperate of the girl she fell in love with, was frustrated there.

Jill Reid apparently tried to refuse his life by walking flunkily to a lake near Jillasfi's mansion as it was.

And it is the nocturnal fog fairy, my current companion, who has fallen in love with such a boy.

The fairy, who became the companion of Jill Reid, is by no means a high-ranking fairy.

That's why he was getting Jill Reid after properly raising the report, including Noyne, who is at the top of the genealogy.

The method is quite a fairy misery, and the family of the lady who she has put in doesn't know that her own daughter has been replaced with a fairy.

Only Jill Reid, her husband, and the outsiders know the truth.

Even so, there will still be happiness that defines the mind and is built on despair and suffering.

There seemed to have been an extra bend, but they wanted each other to be husband and wife, and now Jill Reid loves her partner more than anyone else.

The companion never taught Jill Reid until Noin, king of genealogy, did not speak, but he was taught and knew that the contents of Joel were the Spirit of the Throne of the Night, etc.

"So Master Jill Reid, when Yoel was around, things were strange."

"..................... things are not right"

"I want you to stop being seriously depressed"

Dia and Jill Reid feel like they've gotten along better since that night.

The two of them were now enjoying a long chat at the evening foodie's night club.

"It's strange what people are like. My wife didn't try to tell me anything about the cause of the forest anomaly no matter how much she asked. The promise to the king of the kingdom at night is breaking, and he doesn't say that something bad is creeping in from outside the woods, and if that's what caused me to die, he was going to die after me."

In the woods where Jill Reid was investigating the anomaly, a terrible monster appeared afterwards: the one around the tree ice.

Apparently the erosion of such things had begun with Noine and Fursital's covenant shaking.

If Fursital had remained in the hands of humans, it would have been so bad that its proximity would have destroyed the country.

The monsters were eliminated by the men of Tsenu of the Spirit of Death.

I don't know what deal he moved on, but they say that Tsenu actually likes Jill Reid just a little bit, who seems to be the end child, just like Dia.

"Master Feed doesn't have the power to be a fairy because he's gone into the human race, does he?

"Oh. He was going to throw away the stuff early when the time came, but now he likes his family. He's going to pretend to be his daughter while his parents are alive."

Talking about it, Jill Reid's voice seeps into an unseen sense of love, and Dia looks at the beautiful woman he's watching greeting Dilvier.

Do you think the Lady Farsital, with her fluffy curly silver hair and poor watery eyes, is scared enough to tremble when pissed off, although she looks like some poor impressionable woman?

"... Dia, I am"

"Dear Jill Reid, I do not intend to receive an apology. I should have destroyed you all that night, even if you were not guilty. So Dear Jill Reid.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I mean, it must have come from your wife protecting you."

Feed, Jill Reid's companion, had told me that Jill Reid was still ashamed that he was the only one trying to escape to the land of the dead, even though still young Dia survived.

(He's in trouble. Lady Jill Reid was only ten back then......)

Feed also confesses that Dia, who was welcomed into the Royal Palace, had evidence of Noyne's sorcery, so Jill Reid leaked away from him.

Is this because I didn't think Jill Reid could be compromised by Dia's side of the spectrum because the king of genealogy didn't even know if he wanted to live or kill Dia?

'Cause without regard for the human circumstances, they told me that Zilraid would be in danger if the kings were to obstruct all the Zilásfi who broke their promises and let you play in ruin, and that was certainly the reason Dia thought it was.

(And I still call you Jill Reid...... I need to get used to the way you call me off the honor quickly......)

"... by the way,... I've always wondered, if the King of the Throne of the Night hadn't shown up, how would you have planned to take revenge?

"The way I put my hands down directly ends when the escort knights destroy me the moment I step out, and I finally couldn't handle the horses in a magnificent way."

"Oh. That horseback riding technique is so odd. I don't know why it falls when I keep it in the saddle"

".................. Grr. If so, I was also thinking of collecting the honey poison of the snow daffodil used by me and throwing it into the castle well. You used reading shielded glasses to collect sunlight, evaporate water, and collect leftover impurities in vials."

"... that's terribly inefficient."

"........................ Yes. I didn't like it on the way. I thought of other poisons, but as a result of this varietal improvement, be it a balcony plant pot, the white rose blossomed, but the poisonous grass could not be grown......"

"..................... right. That white rose is for that reason......"

"Other times, if we burn the forest around us, we may wonder if the Spirit of Death will let us into the country..."

When I looked up, I saw Noyne, who noticed Dia and the others were here, rushing over.

Dia unexpectedly deepens her smile at the appearance of the king of her favorite night country.

(………… I don't know what happened to the others)

Dia was not interested in her ex-fiancée, nor in what the King and his wife and the Chancellor and General were doing now.

Dia's revenge is until she brings in the scourge of the outsiders to that ball.

I've left the management to Noyne since, and Jill Reid won't talk about their aftermath either.

However, I was surprised that the real King Farsital was already deceased.

In the context of Ricardo's command of the Solemn Qing of Girasfi, there was a circumstance because he was in the closest position to King Pharsital at the time.

The king known to Dia was the cousin of the deceased king, though, and in thirteen years he and the queen had shared his secrets with each other.

(I guess there was also a reason in that royal palace to just have to put that person, who was the acting king of the outrage on the spot, as king for so long. For the cousins of the former king continued to be kings, for the councils and the marquis, was Ricardo the one who did not think he deserved the king until the end)

The collapse of the real king was three days before the Solemnity of Girasfi, and its causes, as well as the reasons why the collapse was hidden from the people, remain mysterious.

But Dia sometimes wonders if the death of her uncle itself might have been the first solemn act.

(But that doesn't matter to me anymore...)

Noyne once asked me if I wanted to know the truth surrounding the death of my predecessor and what happened to Ricardo after that, but Dia shook her head because she was obsessed with preparing for a trip to Wiem that she planned to go out with Noyne the next day.

A desert oasis on a meteorological rainy night with stars or a strange island hot spring over the sea.

A train journey from the station that appears in the shadow of the cathedral, somewhere not on this side of the world.

Dia could have gone anywhere by now.

There was Noine, lots of other important people, and I didn't miss her anywhere.

But every time I stop and peek into my heart, Dia one night is looking at me, and I'm still smiling that I'm going to take revenge.

He nods quietly at his former self, and Dia answers:

"..................... I'm so happy right now, that's fine"

"What? Don't make any strange noise again."

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

"Damn. If you can still afford to eat after this nightclub, I'll bake you a tart of nightcaps."

"Well! Noyne, what a lovely fiancée. We have to catch this so we don't run away anymore."

When Dia said so, the king of the night, who gently reached out and held his fiancée, smiled pale and glossy.

"Then I'll add my blessings to my promise."

"………… Shifuku"

"What I'm never used to is a curse or something......?

Though he had a slightly distant eye, Noyne dropped one soft mouthful on Dia's lips as she bowed herself all the way.

It's like, a peaceful night.

And it was something that filled and filled Dia, like the brilliance that followed that dreamy prom night I had seen at that young age.

"........................ I'm full"

That's just Dia and Noyne's secret word.

That word, which can only be used when extraordinarily happy, would be a good way to gently touch and whine about your favorite necklace rose.