The Queen’s Cosmetician

Die went missing.

(Why are you so gone?!?

Mariage was poisoned in the chest. Run down the hallway while accompanied by an assay. The Perfilia guards entering the corner of sight are abominable. As much as I want to kick it out.

He arrived in the room where he gathered the officials and as the guard opened the door, Yuma's appeal could be bounced around.

"Not me!

It was like a silk ripping scream.

"Not me! Not me!! I didn't take the die anywhere......!!!

She leaned against her colleagues and sat on a bench. It's painful to cry all over yourself. Both hands covering his face were wet in tears. I guess it's through crying.

"It's been like this forever."

Rodimus walks over to Mariage and punches him in the ear.

He had told the dinner party his spare time one foot away and had given the soldiers instructions to search the die. The main guest, Mariage herself, could not escape. Because the dinner party proceeded so peacefully and angrily.

"What about sedatives?

"I just gave. It'll take a little longer for it to work."

"Your Majesty"

They finally noticed Mariage. The women rise together.

Sitting back on the chair that Assé pulled, Mariage asked quietly.

"Explain the situation."

-... the stories of the Yumas were extraordinary.

After finishing his assignment, Die took Yuma to the Great Hall. Not so far. But shortly afterwards, this Yuma, who is now sobbing, appeared in pairs with the knight to pick up the die.

"I mean, you had two yumas?

Yuma's innocence on this occasion is proven by the knight who was acting together. She has been escorted by her colleagues ever since. I didn't have time to face the die at all.

"I don't want to believe..."

"I can only assume so..."

Stated in place of the women who were helping Die change clothes. Tears began to build up again in Yuma's eyes sandwiched by the two of them.

"Good luck reporting. Yuma, back off. Lino, Jen. You two should accompany Yuma. Asse, let the soldiers outside send three men. Look outside instead."

"Yes, sir."

Yuma begins to walk cursorily as her colleagues comfort her. On that twisted face, Mariage called out.

"It's not your fault, Yuma."

The woman, also a friend of the die, stuck her breath and looked back. Make your lips fight whenever you say something. Mariage sighed and ordered coldly.

"That face is depressing. Do something by the time I call you next."

Yuma remained silent for a moment and began to walk to the exit.

"Nevertheless, Yuma and I... what the hell is going on?

Someone who kidnapped the die was definitely Yuma. Without a minute of madness in appearance and voice. That's what the two women affirm.

But is that possible?

My temples hurt due to unforeseen circumstances. When I fell asleep and woke up like this, everything was a dream, wasn't it?

Oh, and to the roaring ear of Mariage, a light voice delivered the answer.

"Of course I think that's magic, Your Majesty"

Twist your neck toward the door door and look for the Lord of your voice. Found it right away. Alvina had just entered the room to replace the ladies.

"What kind of magic?

"Paint your figure"

"The topcoat of appearance?

Alvina agreed to Mariage asking the parrot back.

"The art of changing the appearance.... as the name suggests, it's the art of repainting your figure from the top. The die followed without any doubt. I think the Dies saw him as Yuma."

"Is that magic anyone can use?

Mariage asked just in case. A friend of the die, the sorcerer, is out of the bounds of a common operator. The art she exercises effortlessly is often elusive to the Epic class.

"I asked everyone, but nobody seems to be able to use it. In recent years, I would have been a magician at Maisenburg's court."

"You mean you can't do it without a fairly skilled sorcerer?

"That's what I'm talking about"

"By the way, Alvina, how was the end of the die search?

Assay pinches his mouth. The sorcerer erased for the first time the ever floating soft smile.

"I couldn't."

"Didn't you track him down by magic? You could do it."

"In this castle… rather than in the old castle of the western continent, the technique of Trieste is applied, Your Highness"

Alvina quickly supplements it with a response that surprises you with unfamiliar words.

"Undemonic witch. Have you heard of it? It's about a witch who used to gather intense demons and bear a curse to nullify any enchantment around her. Her curse is used in the castle to prevent detection and eavesdropping."

When it comes to magicians, human trends within the scope of surgery become completely imperceptible. It's meant to prevent intelligence by magicians, and it's not limited to Perfilia's castle, it's also applied to Delligeria's.

"There's something Alvina can't do either."

Mages are not omnipotent.

Alvina smiles at herself. It was a rare look for her.

Mariage pressed her lid against her elbow against the side of the chair's breath.

"... Did you take that kid, Perfilia?

Rodimus responds.

"Eighty-nine, I guess."

Perfilia has been asked to cooperate with the search as soon as the disappearance of the die is confirmed. Although the other party lent me personnel, there was a certain atmosphere in the response. That shows that the kidnapping of the die was by Perfilia - and the upper tier - side. Perfilia would move to get the die back more seriously if she saw the harmdoer emerge from the outside. Because the security hole is a disgrace to the state.

Nevertheless.

I don't know why I grab a die.

"For what?

Mariaj asked for the Prime Minister's opinion as he appeared “the man” behind his brain.

"... maybe just harassment of you.... I'm guessing" Midwife ”knows you guys, right?

You cared about Alvina, Rodimus used synonyms. The Chancellor knows that she was hired by the Mizwieri family for a short time and has an acquaintance with “the man”. Rodimus may have thought Alvina would also have a chest ache if the former proxy for the officially missing Mizwieri family were found to have been a Perfilia interlocutor.

"For now...... Let everyone rest today and wait for the morning, Your Majesty."

"You mean you're not looking for a die anymore?

To Rodimus, who shook his neck vertically in silence, Mariage threw a cotton-packed hipster.

"You, no matter what happens to the die!?

"That can't be right! What do you think we can do about it......!

The Chancellor yelled back uncommonly. Daily tranquillity, powerful.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty"

Rodimus apologized with a disgraceful look as Mariage stretched his face.

"... to all, of course, not all. Let some of them continue to hit the lookout. But everyone is full of him. I am exhausted from an unfamiliar journey. We're fighting now."

The mariages have never visited this country for a pleasure mountain. Diplomacy is the main objective.

"You mean the appointment stays the same? Even without a die?

"She's near you. First. But I'm a makeup artist. You may be absent from the diplomatic table. If they crush their plans for one of her, the Perfilians who know nothing will be outraged."

Rodimus turned around in front of Mariage and knelt. His hot hands squeeze that of Mariage.

"We are a small, weak country that has come to ask Queen Serenesty how she feels. That's what I see around me. I'm not even wrong. I don't care what we hold."

"The only person who can say the cancellation of the appointment is Serenesti.... Right."

Mariage felt something bitter from a sense of defeat and shook Rodimus' hand back hard.

"Exactly."

Events will be carried out, even between reciprocal nations.

"Sounds cruel, but if the kidnapper is going to kill the die, she's already dead. That's all time has passed. All we can do is keep our health warm and prepare for tomorrow."

"... you mean it won't even start..."

"Exactly"

Mariage looked down at Rodimus smiling powerfully. His hands go into his eyes casually. It was fractured. It was wrapped in white gloves - slightly, trembling.

Rodimus is stuck.

to this situation.

(... it's frightening, isn't it)

Mariage holds Rodimus' hand back.

(... I'm frightened, too)

I didn't mean to alarm you. But Die was taken away.

This is enemy territory. Recognize that again.

Mariage felt her gaze and raised her face. Alvina lightly closes one eye. As if trying to ease Mariage's tension.

Mariage laughed and gripped Rodimus' finger hard, praying.

(properly -... stay alive, Die)

The young man dressed as Yuma disappeared after walking down the hallway from the reception hotel and leaving the die and the soldiers on watch in the room he reached after ascending and descending the stairs.

Die, restrained with both wrists behind her back, was scratching a walk-in on the floor. Left in that position, how long has it been? I don't even feel like weighing in time. His body was squeaky and tense, and his stomach was complaining of hunger without tension.

The guards who consolidate their neighbors do not respond in any way to the call of the die. As if it were a wax doll, it doesn't shake the look on his face with a tingle and keeps him silent.

A few unknown sighs, Die observed the room again.

Unlike the bright interior of the welcoming hotel, that room, which took away any decorations, gave the die a chilly look.

A dark coloured carpet is laid so that the interior is divided in half lengthwise. Beyond it was a staircase, which led to the stage.

At the center of the wall is a single flag with a crest sewn off. The design combines eagle and sword is the national chapter of Perfilia. One of them was the only brightly colored, floating in the dark in this room.

I have an idea of this kind of construction.

Between glances.

Geez, behind me, the hinged sound sounded.

The soldiers, who were plastered, salute towards the rear of the die. The visitors stepped on the carpet and gradually packed the distance from the die.

"Phew!?

The next moment he was grabbed by a nod, he was pressed to the floor and the die punched him in the face decently. The star flies slightly out of sight and gets bored. I seriously hoped it was something I couldn't faint like this.

"You look like a potato worm."

A familiar soft voice pulls the distant consciousness back.

Die twisted his body and raised his face as he crawled.

One girl is laughing on the stage that was deserted until now, in front of the flag.

Golden hair shining under a thin cloth. Egg-shaped face with ivory color. Frowns, lips, and pale eyes lined up neatly there.

"Her Majesty Queen Serenesti"

Die's call was followed by shoe tones.

From behind the screen to the right, a face-to-face man appeared very similar to Serenesty.

Heavy shaking his coat engraved with the national seal, he lines up next to his sister. Die stuffed his breath and stared back at that face with no emotional color seen.

You can't be wrong to look at it.

Give me that face, that shade.

That, the eye.

(... Heath)

Serenesty whispered to the man, without looking back, oh yeah.

-... that's what I knew.

Two melons with a man too, when I saw the queen's face. I don't even have to check with these eyes.

The man who named himself Heath, infiltrated Del Ligueiria, tailored Mariage as the queen's candidate, and pulled the die out of the flower district.

He is the brother of Queen Serenesty, Prime Minister.

It's Ditrout Yerni.

"I'm sorry I invited you to ramble. I need to talk to you for a second."

Serenesty's voice is bright. I don't even look bad.

"For what it's worth, it's a very strong invitation."

"That's a big deal. Normally, I don't think I'd be able to talk in this situation."

"If you want to talk, do you know if it's better to chat than to talk?

"You know what?"

Serenesty shook her shoulder laughably.

"If you have the guts and you don't have the mouth, I wonder if it doesn't serve as a proximity. Hey, brother?

"Serenesty, get down to business."

Ditrout said he had no time to waste.

Serenesty turned back to the die as he shrugged his shoulders with a white face.

"Okay, first question... we're talking about Marlen"

"Marlen?... I told you all I could tell you about the attack?

He tells Xeno how he got to the point of capturing the Raiders. It's not just the die. The same goes for Dadan, Alvina, and Assé. There's nothing more to talk about.

"I read the book. But I want to hear it in person."

"I saw a suspicious person and one of us went around. Another one, I followed just in case. I went out to see what was going on and was attacked because of the slow return of the two of us"

"... besides the two men who attacked you, no one was in that place?

"If you were here, I'd report it."

Die threw up his words as he seeped through the frustration. All four Delligerias, including the two caught and the die, were there.

No.

No, it's not.

'Are you saying there's another possibility that he's lurking?

"That's what's gonna happen."

Die thought of a magician who had been deceived into existence by Alvina. poppy skin with clarity.

Should we talk? Should I talk?

When the die was lost, Serenesty poisoned him low.

"Is that all?"

It was a soothing voice that echoed from the bottom of the earth.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Then let's move on to the other thing."

Serenesty returns to smile. Die recognized his leg at the edge of his sight. Looking up to his Lord. I kidnapped the die, it was that young man. It creeps into emotional green and gray eyes.

With a knee poked beside him, he spread the paper in front of the die. It's an official document with the edges foiled in silver.

Through his eyes, the die bit his lower lip. Anger boils in my stomach.

The contents of the written statement, roughly stated, were as follows:

'I recognize the right to autonomy. However, Perfilia officials are permanently stationed in the castle of Delligeria, and one third of the children of the artisans under the castle move to Perfilia. Both sides will switch personnel every six months. Other resources, human resources, hereinafter roughly fifty items shall be under Perfilia's rule. See Annex for further details'

"... what is it? This."

It's part of the Friendship Pact.

"Where!? Isn't that content like pushing a defeated country!

"Yes."

Serenesty chilled. It was an unparalleled look on the face of adorable construction, reminiscent of a fierce beast that nodded its prey in front of it.

"You guys, you're losing. At the time I came to this country. Just name the right official. The queen herself is coming just to get herself in shape. It's like a rat getting into a rat. You made me laugh so stupid, I thanked you for a big welcome today. Friendly."

"... what do you want me to do?

They are not the kind of people who put their effort into meaningless things. At least Heath - DiTrout is.

I brought in a die. There's got to be something to it.

"I don't hate guessing.... You must be Mariage's number one proximity, right? That's why I need your help."

Serenesty set aside a beat and commanded Die in a cold voice.

"Let Mariage swallow this condition."