The Queen’s Cosmetician

Magic lights light up on candlesticks lining the walls at equal intervals.

DiTrout went through the meantime early enough to go to the Queen's private room. I hear the soldiers are away for sentry. Absent in front of the door.

I knocked on the door plate and there was an immediate response.

"Who?

"It's me."

Upon entering the room without waiting for permission, in addition to Serenesty and Xi, there is also the appearance of Helmut.

With plenty of shiny upper silk, Serenesty laid herself on a bench while putting together a costume for customer service.

"Serenesti"

"I'm fine. I'm just sleepy."

Serenesty woke herself up exhaled and smiled at the walking ditlout.

The face is a little blue-white.

They found it uncomfortable in this gaze. Serenesty wanders gently.

"Did something happen to you for what I was letting you do?

"No."

Ditrout shook his head at the Lord's inquiry.

"I just heard the meeting was canceled, so I checked it out."

It was officially supposed to invite Mariage and Rodimus Tedius to dinner tonight. I was told that I had stopped.

"As expected, Mariage pushed back the terms."

Leave the center of gravity on the back of the chair, Serenesty explains.

"You're an idiot. You don't have to feel painful if you swallow it right away.... The cage is closed."

It means we've sealed off the hotel. Thereafter, those in the mission will not be able to leave the hall for a single step.

"Three days after a group was due to return home, one by one will be beheaded at the moment. Mariage and her two predecessors are going to take a tour of the situation from their separate rooms."

"My pleasure."

Serenesty stares up at the ditlout in recognition.

"Something?

"Hey, brother..."

After his mouth caged, the master asked hesitantly.

"... is that makeup artist really going to help?

"I'll stand."

Ditrout responded instantly.

"But it's makeup, right?

"Didn't you agree with my explanation?

"Though I'm convinced... I don't know what makes the difference"

I'd like to answer that as a ditlout, but it's hard to explain it by mouth. Because he was insulting himself, just like Serenesty.

But makeup.

"How'd it go with that makeup guy? Dita."

Helmut pinched his mouth. Like Serenesty again, he is skeptical of DiTrout's suggestion. But the makeup artist himself seems interested.

"Lord, you went to be flexible, didn't you?

"I was truncated with a word of ridicule."

"I guess so!

The old knight laughed, wondering if he had seen it.

"Does the smile of the Lord, who cages women easily, also help people of the same sex?"

Ditrout objected to Helmut, feeling his gaze.

"Don't talk about people like people who don't care who they are. And you won't find it easy to invite someone close enough to give you the national seal."

However, DiTrout adds.

"I will spare you my life."

"Periods are separate, brother."

Serenesti declares.

"The last person to behead in front of Mariage is the makeup artist. Let me choose between living in my service by then or dying in the martyrdom of my present master. If you go down this way, I'll leave the treatment to my brother."

"... Yes, sir."

Carefully thanked and again correct his posture, DiTrout looked back at the entrance and exit to the sound of a hurried knock on the door. One beat late and the other three turn their gaze toward the door.

The officer stepped indoors without permission to enter the room, floating a burning colour and telling him quickly.

The mariages have fled - reporting that the hotel has been taken.

Alvina slips her fingers. From beyond, the bands of the procedure arose wrapped around the phosphorescence, filling the gap between the door and the wall that leads outside. The intricate combination of magical characters is twisted by flowing silver particles and is as artistic as the designs produced by celebrities.

Looking at the side of the magician performing the procedure, Mariage solitary in her chest.

(Now I wonder what kind of arm you're wearing, you mage...)

Just around that time, when the mariages were captured by the Serenesties, the guests of the hotel were also attacked by Perfilia soldiers. Civilians, women and magicians were imprisoned for each position. In the knights, the restraints were fitted to the limbs, and the idea was to assign a room to one person.

It was this Alvina that overshadowed the situation.

The reception hotel is now Del Ligueiria territory and the Perfilia soldiers are taken prisoner. Confirming that the safety of the mission personnel had been ensured, Alvina also came to pick up the mariages. Alone.

Its skill is reminiscent of the old magicians, who by themselves were comparable to 10,000 troops.

Many of Del Ligueiria's court magicians are non-combatants who specialize in restoring the ritual. It should be a similar situation in every country. Or are there still powerful sorcerers in the world just because Mariage doesn't know?

"Now we're done."

Alvina gets up and stretches like a cat. Mariage also interrupted her thoughts, stretching her waist, which was bending.

"Now no one can come in from outside?

"Yep. Unless you open the door from here.... Well, shall we go back?"

Go ahead, and the magician urges you first. After staring often at her and the operated door, Mariage began walking down the hallway - the waiting room for the Rodimas was ahead.

The hotel was on purpose. Officials are coming and going to clean up the remnants of the fight. When they admitted the mariages, they stopped and thanked them. I try to sew between them and walk away.

In front of Rodimus' room, the knight is at his turn. Acknowledging the appearance of the mariages, he opened the door by informing the indoors of their arrival.

"Your Majesty"

Assé rose from the chair seated behind the room. Give a round of compliments with Rodimus, doctors and women who refrain next door.

"Are you done with the allowance?

Assé agreed to Mariage's inquiry.

"Yes, we apologize for your concern"

As a result of standing around a large number of soldiers, Assé had suffered considerable wounds. The arms peeking through the cuffs of the squad clothes are wrapped with bandages. Indoors there is a gentle medicinal odor characteristic of ointment. Assé, the source of that smell, was clouding his face with regret.

"Lino, have some tea"

"Please Wait"

Rodimus rushes to withhold Mariage's orders. He didn't even flicker at this glance.

"Now refrain, Your Majesty"

I don't know what's going to happen. Water and food are limited, he says.

Mariage gave the order to sigh.

"... you can back off, Lino. Rest the others."

Those who are ordered to leave the room will resign. The opening and closing noise of the door sounded in the room after losing so much.

"... So, what do you do? Coming up."

Sitting back on Assé's pulled chair, Mariage asked Rodimus.

"How long are you going to be here?

If stockpiles are limited, there is a limited amount of time available to cage in the hotel.

"It's been a lot, like, three days. It's shorter when it comes to the spiritual implications of the officials"

Everyone's exhaustion was also seen at this stage this morning. Needless to say, after being almost forbidden.

Mariage groaned with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

"We have to get out of here fast..."

But I have left the carriage to escape. The castle gate would also be locked.

"She's going to set fire to the hall to get us all covered."

"Oh, that's okay. Because the world isn't just about people."

Alvina contracts that she is confident that she will withstand all external shocks as well as fire. Rodimus, who labored her and nodded one, besides, said the supplement.

"I don't think I'm going to kill him on the other side. - At least you are."

Yes, Mariage glanced at him. Serenesty had declared that it would be the last time to kill him.

"Serenesti wants to annexe Delligeria as peacefully as possible"

Rodimus said. That was something he also pointed out to Serenesty.

"You probably don't want to inspire Clan Hive. Raise your soldiers and attack Del Ligueiria, you really have to fight Clan Hive"

"Why? You're not even directly attacking Clan Hive?

"Your Majesty. Even though these two countries have truce agreements, they are in a one-touch state with each other. From the clan, you don't want Perfilia to spread the prints any further."

Klan Hive, who found out he was pointing soldiers at Del Ligueiria, would want to put in a cross spear. As for Perfilia, it is preferable to keep Delligeria in hand, without interruption of Clan Hive.

I guess that's also why Serenesti asks Mariage to sign the treaty, Rodimus explained. In other words, Perfilia wants proof that she went down to the camp from the Queen of Delligeria herself in order not to give Clan Hive a pretext to start the war.

"Hey, what happened to the die?

Alvina asks together.

"Did you say anything about that girl?

"Looks like he's still alive."

Rodimus responds.

"But that's all I found out."

It is refreshing to see where and what the die is treated like.

"Speaking of which, I wonder why you thought Die was His Majesty's lover, etc."

Alvina twists her neck on Assé's monologue.

"Lover?"

"You're not really supposed to think you're a lover"

Mariage broke off squeamishly.

"Bad nature, just a joke"

"But..."

Mariage glances at Assé and shuts him up. I knew what he was trying to recruit.

There are also people in Del Ligueiria who regard Mariage's relationship with Die as their lover. But it is Mariage's "Don't you like same-sex?" Serenesty's remarks did not sound like that.

The Queen of Perfilia doesn't know that the makeup artist is a girl.

(Lover, huh...)

Mariage was alone in her chest.

There was still a time when Ditrout was trying to attach musicians and painters to mariages before Die was hired by the Mizwieri family. The candidates were just boys, like it wasn't strange to fall in love with Mariage. Perhaps letting Mariage have a lover was also included in part of the plan.

I guess Die was one of those candidates again.

But the makeup artist was a girl. I was simulating to the boy.

Serenesty didn't know about it. She was silent. You must not have received a report from Ditrout.

(Why is he doing this?

Speaking of small things, that's it. But I feel like it means immeasurable.

Suppose you're lying down with your master about the fact that he was attracted to that girl.

Terrible, dangerous.

Serenesty sees her as a hostage to Mariage. It seemed like I didn't even hate killing him if I had to. Can Ditrout tolerate that? Or are you going to go to the stage where the die is killed and smash everything and beg for help?

I don't know, Mariage shook her head.

Maybe you should think about the relationship between Ditrout and the makeup artist, separately.

(But -...)

"It was beautiful."

That's what Dadan said.

Mariage thought the same thing.

The downpour of light, the Mizweeri family. In the shadow of the green garden, or, in the corner of the main building.

Two people laughing when they tickle.

"Your Majesty"

Called to Rodimus, Mariage raised her face. He is narrowing his eyes painfully.

"I don't want to think about it, but I have to. I want you to be prepared for more than this."

Abandoning the die.

"Alvina...... can't you do something about it?

Mariage asked the sorcerer with a desire to bow.

Alvina smiles bitterly and shakes her head loosely in denial.

"It's the mountains that I want to do something about, though. Of course, I can't imitate it to get you out."

Magic is not omnipotent. There are constraints and limitations to accomplishing anything.

I'll show you the die. The magician, who spoke of the impossible, remained silent, not as if.

"For example."

Assé pinches his mouth with a strange face.

"Assassinating Serenesty, something like that?

"I won't."

Expressing a sharp rejection, Alvina turned her contemptuous eyes to Assé. He groaned, "I'm sorry."

"Let's think about ourselves first."

Rodimus lifts up his voice.

"If there's no way out of here, we'll go to Maboba first."

He was right.

A painful silence can stand inside the room.

"It's gonna be okay."

Rodimus smiled at her temperament as she paid off the dark atmosphere.

"There are hostages here as well as there. Let's see how humane the Queen of Perfilia can be."

"Close the door! Close the door!

In response to the decree, the bell is rang.

Robust gates protecting the city slowly closed with the help of pulleys and men.

A passenger carriage slipped in during the closing stops the horse from hissing. Tired of the long journey, the guests descend from the sleigh and the carriage and scatter all over the city. Their appearance was already invisible when Dadan stepped on the roundstone pavement path of Wangdu.

"Out of the way, we got there early..."

Dadan stroked his jaw as he stopped at the eye-catching entrance.

After completing the investigation that had been requested and three days late to the mariages, Dadan left Marlen. It was scheduled for early tomorrow morning to arrive in the king's capital of Perfilia. However, the weather was good and the horses were in good shape, or they had made it to the closing limit.

Dadan turned his tobacco around and looked at the city blurry.

The momentum of the light fire with the city was weak. The orange ring falling on the cobblestone is also small. However, the number of lights itself is many, with candle things and soft light on the gates, in the streets, in the houses.

I felt the temper of people bent on the darkness.

The royal castle, swarmed with cathedrals and spires that could be described as symbols of the city, gleamed and gleamed in such a way that it was like a lighthouse illuminating Perfilia.

A sea breeze blows from the sea and hits the road, causing the hem of the jacket to flake.

Soon in the square, one Dadan is left behind.

Dadan shook himself up and took charge of the load, walking out in search of a bed for tonight.