The Queen’s Cosmetician

After the evening meal, Mariage and Rodimus gathered in the conversation room.

"...... it's going to be awkward....."

Mariage exhaled a deep sigh as she finished listening to what Juno had told her. The seeds of the headache were here, and with a reluctant face, she asked Alvina, who sat face to face next to the die.

"In fact, what do you think?" Is it possible to build a saintly maiden? "

You can only add the magic of others.

Alvina's expression was unusually hard to answer.

"You have to meet the conditions, but you can....... In other words, it is necessary to be an elemental body with a high inherent magic power, stable and difficult to sway on the side to be added, and it is also necessary to be compatible with magic power somewhat. After that, the surgeon who does it is a good skill, right? The planting of magic power depends on the ability of the magician to do it."

In the current era, it is difficult to find so many magicians.

"But," continued Alvina.

"There is no way to make up for that shortage." If you have any magic techniques, power fields, or equipment, you just need to have enough magic power and proper equipment. "

Can you make a saintly lady?

"I don't know if it's going to be a witch, but... Well... I think we can create enough sorcerers to be called saints.... and then, I wonder if that side of the vessel can keep its sanity."

It must be dangerous.

Put somebody else's magic on it. The magic that makes even the [Topcoat] become a burden to be fixed semi-permanently is beyond imagination.

Everyone shut up with an indescribable look.

"... anyway, let's move on the premise that the Saintess can be built." A lot of people think that. "

Rodimus put it in front of him and cut out the story.

"As for Juno, as it stands, his concerns are correct. I think it would be a good idea to disclose the existence to other countries immediately.... Juno chose to seek refuge in our country, perhaps because we decided that we were the least impressed with the Holy Maiden."

It doesn't mean that Del Ligeigeigeigeia has a weak relationship with the Holy Maiden. Rather the opposite is true: Del Ligueiria is seen from the righteous bloodline of the Holy Maiden and from other countries. However, rather than wielding the prestige of the Saintess, Mariage pretended not to know. In fact, when I went to Little Scandinavia, I didn't know that fact, but that attitude of indifference to power was probably appropriate for Juno's eyes.

But this is not something you can hide forever, right?

"Yes, you're right, Your Majesty." We should not conceal his existence, but expose his values and thoughts to the nations. … what we need now is a rooting for when it's time to come, to back up his story, and to buy time to do it. ”

Rodimus said while folding the three fingers he had put up one by one.

"... I'm glad I invited him to the castle under a different name." Dai, will he stay at your parents' house? "

“Yes, I'm working for you.”

Sometimes Juno could not be sure if it was real, and at other times he wanted to invite him informally, and Juno's ascent to the castle was recorded under a pseudonym in the name of an intimate interview with a distant edge via Mizweli.

Today, Juno was staying in a brothel in Asma doing the chores behind the scenes. It seems that the men who can mediate the whole food, clothing and housing in a closed space and take on the chores are valuable because they tend to be lacking in industries that cannot be easily brought in.

"Let's keep it as it is." When something happens, it's easier to get away than to be in a noble town. ”

"Who are you going to turn into?"

"If we're going to draw them to our side... Prime Minister Kalestia would be the right choice." Perhaps the most troubling position is to be resurrected by the Holy Maiden. "

Why?

"... is this the opposition of Queen Axelina?"

The die hesitates to make a prediction in his head.

"Sir Abascal's... maybe there are remnants left, right?"

Yeah, that's right.

Rodimus smiled at the head.

Herald Abascal is the uncle of Zemnam Prime Minister Sairies Kallestia. However, she did not recognize Axelina Barrera Zemnam, who she wore as a queen, as a distant relative of the Maisenbourg family, and was trying to take on the queen as a daughter of the family. Herald himself died in Lesser Scandinavia, but I have heard that the faction that supported him remains.

After all, the country that is most vigilant while maintaining its position vis-à-vis the Church of Our Lady is Zemnam, driven by the Sairies.

What about Queen Fortuna?

Mariage, who was thinking about it with her hand on her chin, raised the Doppelgänger first.

"Rather than being an aristocrat... it must be an aristocrat on the edge of the Mazenburgh, but isn't it full of anti-excitement?" Besides, that sorcerer's commander over there is the victim of the Maisenble, isn't he? "

"Yes, but I think you should be more careful over there, Your Majesty."

Well, I know that you don't care about me there.

"That's not what I meant."

Rodimus shook his head in denial, then, no, he quashed his remarks.

"... in a sense, the emperor is right." It's just... there's too much patience with Maisenbourg. "

"... what do you mean?"

"May I ask you a question before I answer it?"... Your Majesty, you are the two of the clans...... It is assumed that you will help Juno and Ineka Leah-El. Is that all right? "

"Huh? Huh... isn't that what you're talking about?"

"Oh... that's what I mean?"

Understanding Rodimus' intentions, Die groaned unexpectedly. Immediately, everyone's gaze poured on themselves at once. He returned a slight smile to his unclear master, and Die replied on behalf of Rodimus.

"... Queen Fortuna has the potential to exclude both clans, right?"

The Sairies of Zemnam do not need the saintly maiden herself, but they feel the need for the church as a mechanism. That's why the two of them, who are essential to the resurrection of the Holy Maiden, will be treated with care.

However, Fortuna, who had met Luuna in Clan Have, had turned her back on her enemies simply because Mariage was an aristocrat.

The resurrection of the Holy Maiden will lead to the revitalization of all the aristocrats who inherit her blood.

Fortuna was a little more rational in the political arena, but she still had an aversion to the nobility, so she could not accept the existence that empowered her and move to eliminate it.

I mean, kill Juno right away, and I might bombard Mariage.

It is better to cover up the spark before it burns.

Die lowered his eyes softly.

(If only Master Mariage hadn't come one day to choose it.)

I used to think about it a lot.

Politics cannot stand on its own, and those at the top of the country sometimes have to dye their hands red.

There were days when I thought that the first thing she would take was her own life.

Now that I've come to seek refuge, the child is mature enough to be called a man, unless his role in pushing Clan Haive to the death table is his master.

"... if that's the case, even Prime Minister Kallestia could assassinate Juno."... if it's really necessary, I don't think she's going to hesitate. "

"Every country stays alert."

Rodimus said the right thing in a slightly shattered tone, and now he turned back to his conversation.

"For now, let's just decide on a simple policy..." It's time for money, my name is. "

Well, to agree with him, keep Juno alive, and respond to his request, Die looks proudly at his master, who presents the agenda.

This guy is...

A king who moves to keep people alive.

Die rebukes the eternal proposition to himself again in his heart.

--What can I do to continue to support the king along this difficult path?

Since returning from Perfilia, the amount of work the die has to do has never been less.

As well as overseeing the surroundings of Mariage, the cultural business is handled by Die as the Queen's successor.

Del Ligueiria is the backbone industry of the country. However, the aristocrat who is luxurious to the brain, mostly took a dark position behind the Mariage, and with her reign, her wealth was confiscated and fell, or she embezzled money from the country and scattered, and the neighboring countries were in wartime. In other words, there are few customers in Japan and abroad, and many of the artisans are insect breath.

But even though the government is militarily responsible for securing food, it cannot help but weigh heavily on it. In fact, Mariage and Rodimus are extremely busy with meetings and decisions every day. That's why Die became an industrial coordinator. Through Asma, they rooted in each city and used the name of Mariage to move the nobility and the Chamber of Commerce. Of course, most of the actual work is done by the civil servants, but it is important that the Queen's nearby [National Badge Holder] becomes a decoration. It can express the Queen's intention that she should not be abandoned.

In addition to these things, I added the motivation of the people around the queen to one of my work.

I remembered.

When I was living in Hanazono, I wasn't always wearing makeup. Listening to the geisha's daughters, I forgave them, inspired them, and sent them to work feeling good.

If you define it as your own work, you can even step into the area where you hesitate simply because you are worried.

You can walk around the girls' dormitory at night holding one of the cages, and knock on the door of a friend's room at a time that is a little unreasonable for visiting people.

Here, the master of the room opened the door of the die.

”... haa?”

"Good evening, Alvey."

Oh, my gosh.

She immediately greeted her with an open door.

He opens his eyes wide to reflect the die, which is usually slightly narrowed in a smile.

She was dressed in a room of soft fabric. It's like going to bed. I had anticipated it, but Die lowered his eyebrows and apologized.

"Excuse me.... were you almost to bed?"

"I was awake. I'm fine."

Alvina smiled and shook her head at Die's question.

What's the matter? It's unusual.

"I've got a little free time..."

Correctly, I checked Alvina's plans and left her open.

The die lifted the cage he was holding. There are several wraps of cloth filled inside the cage.

"I got the surplus of baked goods in the cafeteria." Would you like to join us? "

"Sounds good. I'm glad you invited me." I was just brewing tea. "

As she entered, Alvina invited the die to return to the back of the room. Die thanked the female knight who followed him and entered, closing the door behind him.

Since I didn't like physical contact with the opposite sex, Die gets a room in the back of the girls' dorm. Along with this, Alvina is moving to the same dormitory, and the layout and furnishings of the die room are almost unchanged.

It looks like a dormitory where all the guards, servants, and vendors are limited to women, and the furniture items other than the made furniture are simple and small, easy to move even for women. The wooden round table and long chair in the spacious living room were weighed with watermark sculptures, but the lights of the corner lights cast a soft shadow on the dug-out flowers and butterflies. The small furnace with the fire is hung with a medicine can. There is a guest tea set on the top plate of the sink. It seems that Alvina's words were not false.

She took another guest's cupboard out of the cabinet.

“What would you like to drink with the die? Ah, before that, what's a baked goods?"

"It's a wrapped roast of figs. The tea is the same as Alvey's."

"Huh? Well, I think I'll make some vanilla tea." It's not sweet. "

"Please, can I borrow your plate?"

Oh, I'll take it with me.

Wait, Alvina points to the bench.

Die obeyed the recommendation quietly. The oval table on the chair is scattered with magical ornaments.

"Sole, can you lean over the edge?" Because it won't break. "

Alvina said as she turned her back on the die and prepared the plate.

The die gathered the ornaments as carefully as possible, as he had been told. From the round silver disk, chains of different lengths extend like sections. Several stones, large and small, were entwined along the way.

Alvina returns with a bowl of tea and asks, placing the tea set in front of the die.

Curious?

"No... you were at work, weren't you?"

"It's not that bad, though." I'm free, so let's play with it a little bit. "

Alvina laughed as she sat down on the chair opposite the die.

There were many sorcerers among those who were forced to abdicate from the Mariage. The dies see that it may have come from jealousy against Alvina, who is in great need.

After completing the Queen's election, since Mariage took the throne, they did not desperately try their best, but it was certain that many perspectives and considerations were lacking due to immaturity and lack of room. Many of the sorcerers who fought against the Mariages left the capital.

Currently, the magician who is tentatively a magic teacher is good at clerical work, but the magic itself is not good, and the magic power is not high, so it is almost like Alvina sees the difficult adjustment of magic by herself.

Die wrapped up a tea set that lit up the steam.

I don't think Alvy needs to be so rooted.

"It's not like I'm stuffing my roots with anything else."

Alvina also picks up the tea set. Her breath shook the white vapor.

"With this much, it's a simple task... after a while, you'll think a lot, right? That's why it's okay."

"A lot of things..."

"This is your time."

"... for example, the Saintess?"

I'm just dying for it.

Alvina stopped moving.

She took a sip of herbal tea and smiled bitterly, looking at the die from the front.

"I see... did Dai come to ask me about it?"

"... I'm sorry if it was my imagination."

Die shrugged his shoulders and put the intention of the visit in front of him in a light awkwardness.

"... when it came to Juno, I felt a little weird."

Alvina had never broken her spare attitude in any situation before. Die thinks it comes from her absolute strength and immortality.

But since hearing about Maisenbourg's study of the saintly lady, she often has a steep face.

"If possible... if you have any thoughts, if you can tell me, that's what I thought. No... if you don't want to answer, that's fine."

Alvina pointed out to the die even in a tough way. So perhaps her strong expression is not a grief over the current situation in Del Ligueiria.

Perhaps more, it comes from her personal feelings.

Once he was lost as to whether he could tread that far, but Die decided to visit her and inquire.

"Maybe Alvy is... the saintly lady."

Someone I know.

No, more.

In the rural village of Clan Have, Alvina told the difference from the actual event, as if she had seen the past, in front of a play based on the anecdote of the saintly lady, "The Defeat of the Log Lake Front".

Alvina is an old sorcerer. She was able to freely exercise her lost magic because she lived through the times when those magic was being utilized.

And that's the time.

"I had a sister."

"Alvina said.

"It was my only family. I wasn't particularly clever, and I wasn't very good at moving my body. I was a little lost, spoiled, and I cried for a little bit. Such a girl, she was everywhere.... except for one thing... she was born into a witch."

Alvina smiled sadly as she laid down her tea set.

"She wants to live with someone she likes, and die old as a mere human being. That was all. But I couldn't let her live or kill her... The child's body and soul have been destroyed, and now we can't kill the child who is kept alive as a tool of politics. I'm not a good sister, Die."