The Queen’s Cosmetician

There are people hissing on the shoulders of the boulevard.

"Some people say his majesty badly that he's just a war man."

He gazed at the royal castle with a hot look in his flock, and said one of the women waiting for the lord of the kingdom and his guests.

"Here you go. Your Majesty doesn't like to fight."

"Will the Chancellor come?"

"Sora, it's a national guest drop-off. You'll be here."

"Hey, how long has it been rough?

"Let's ask your father when we get home, shall we, boy?"

I can call you as I sew between the crowds and walk.

"When will Your Majesty be out, soldier?

"Almost there."

"Soldier! There's a fight over there!

"Bad. I just got called to arbitration for another fight. Arrange for another soldier to go."

I went into the street one out of sight, responding with a miserable response so as not to make a bad impression. Some of them will call out as they walk silently. And no one went into the alley where they stopped looking at themselves. Walk through the detailing roads that come together and poke your right hand, opening all the rusty doors slightly to slip yourself through. Push up the door cloth and go back. He stepped up the staircase to the third floor and stepped into the barn-covered room.

There, he counts the gold coins that Bevel, seated in a chair, spread over the long desk.

Dadan asked, taking off his soldier's hat, which was worn deep in his eyes as he closed the door behind his back.

"Enough?

"Not enough."

Bevel took off her glasses and moaned.

"But it's you and me dating. I'll leave you alone."

"Don't you think you can put that away?"

"Idiot."

Immediately upon Dadan's joke, Bevel flies a curse. He then chopped off the edge of the cigar and began to enjoy a piece of clothing after one had finished his job.

I don't think Dadan and I can cover Bevel's rent with that amount. It was not enough to put in all the advances for the request from Mariage. It is an indication.

Serenesti and the others march on the main street by carriage to escort the returning mariages. Because Bevel broke a bone to make that lie come true.

Nevertheless, what you asked of him is only support. Dadan himself was naturally responsible for all the visible moves.

As one of them, Dadan became a castle soldier and went to tell one of the representatives of the Chamber of Commerce that there was a march for the queen. A chamber of commerce is a meeting created by representatives of merchants. The events of the King's government will all be communicated to you to avoid the turmoil in the city. And the elders, having received the news from Dadan, summoned their companions, and contacted the whole city. It was last night.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Oh, that's because I doubt I've heard from the castle. I haven't tried."

Bevel tapped the edge of the ashtray with a cigar as she answered.

"It's also the idea that we're just too close to the king's government. It's not the way of the castle, so, Your Majesty doesn't like it, but it was annoying. I grew old and stubborn.... you'll end up getting strangled about this one"

Who incited the people to an event that did not exist? When the old man reaches out from the castle to investigate, he is offered by his companions as a personal offering.

"… did you miss the opportunity?"

I guess he was the one who got in the way after that. I had predictions. I'm not going to accuse you, I'm not in a position to do it.

"But you thought about it.... I tried to rescue the queen by moving the people."

"Furby and the others do well in the castle, it's all water bubbles."

The die joins the mariage and declares his return to Serenesti. It is an absolute condition that Fabian be present as a witness on the spot. And when the people are waiting for the march in large numbers, it is most desirable in the form of all of them being heard.

"Well, you're gonna be okay"

I also wondered if Serenesty would give the Fabians an excuse to inform them of the cancellation of the planned march. But I stepped on it as unlikely.

Serenesti is willing to expand the territory but the will of the people is different. The majority of those who want a peaceful life are now without the wounds or healing of civil strife. This is why Serenesty and the others are struggling with the “mood" of the people.

They will take it favourably to deepen friendship with their neighbours.

If we suddenly stop scheduling marches here and now, there will appear to be those who make intrusive indulgences for the Queen.

The only way to avoid it is to send the Delligerians outside.

Dadan tightened his mind and hung on to untie the disguise.

Take off the team clothes you were disrespecting from the unlucky soldiers. Below is the blade-proof fiber along the line of the body. I put my foot in my underwear, put my sleeve through my jacket, and with my sword on my hips, it was my usual travel outfit.

"Your hair's still blue."

Following Bevel's point, Dadan removed his head wig.

Blue hair. That's flashy.

"Here's the thing, guys, you're gonna have eyes there, right?

"To manipulate eyewitness impressions?"

"Well."

When there is one spot that stands out, you are all impressed. Therefore, parts such as appearance and physique are harder to remember by others.

"... and it's going to take a lot more time to find it."

I impress the soldiers that the change in hair and skin tone is the side where Dadan can be dyed. As a result, they find it harder to track down Dadan. Because it means there is no other guide to the search than appearance.

It is difficult to change skin or hair when the intrinsic magic is high in the first place. The effect of dyes doesn't last long. The early ones dye and return less than four and a half minutes later.

Conversely, some can retain color for a long time. Dadan was on the latter side.

I guess Ditrout is on the untainted side.

If I could change the color of my hair or skin, I would have done so when Delligeria infiltrated.

Dadan thought so.

They were trying to send the intermediaries to Del Ligueiria and manipulate the Queen's race. I understand that point.

Del Ligueiria is geographically difficult to send soldiers. If you do poorly, it could lead to a long battle. If you're trying to merge countries avoiding it, it's not a bad way to attack them from the inside out.

But why did you have to send in a minister who was nothing else?

It would have been around the time when I wanted more talented and trustworthy people on hand.

Why did you do that in the first place and try to get Del Ligueiria?

Why are you reaching out to the people? Are you really after the seat of the former principality of demons?

Then it is.

Why.

(That's if you're thinking about it)

Dadan shook his head and pushed his doubts into the corner of his consciousness.

Pack the stripped soldier's clothes in a hemp bag. I intend to burn it or sink it into the waterway and dispose of it later.

Thank you, Bevel.

Bevel, who received an acknowledgment, stopped smoking a cigar.

"... I'll handle the rest well. But don't come over here for a while. If you're going out west, go through Zemnam."

"I'm not leaving the west for a while.... live long, Bevel."

"You, too."

Dadan turned his heel back and hung his hand on the door. Gi, and the hinge smalls.

"Dadan."

Dadan looked back at Bevel.

"What's up?

Bevel whispers bitterly as she drops ashes on the plate.

"... the collapse of the country is everywhere.... look on top of your own country and don't take the extra hard work"

Dadan laughed. I wave away from the room.

"That's not how I got involved with them."

After I went downstairs, this time I went around the cooking area and into the liquor store without picking the back door. Return straight to the grand street.

And Dadan quickly dispersed himself into the midst of the mischief, to escape the king's capital.

Brass makes the Queens' appearance known high in the sky.

When the people who could not wait calmed down, they cheered the knights who appeared across the grand horse.

Helmut and Ass lead the way by arranging a creepy, horseshoe-rattling reed. Serenesty and Mariage sat on the four-headed carriage that followed, and Rodimus and Xu were also present.

And.

Die is sitting down with Ditrout in the last two-headed carriage.

"Why am I with you?

In response to Die's monologue inquiry, Prime Minister Perfilia, sitting next to him, responded as he waved to the street.

"Disgruntled?

"... that's not what I meant... if it's true, isn't your seat over there? There's Roddy."

Wouldn't it be better for the prime ministers to line up with each other?

"We have four people, so we can't help it."

Ditrout's response was a big departure from Die's thoughts. Die points out in dismay.

"Why don't you take it off?"

"He's a rule that never leaves the queen."

"… are you coming"

Ditrout scolded the deeply sighing die.

"Stop being grumpy. You'll see."

Die poked his tongue through his chest and turned his back on Ditrout. He waves his love to the other side of the wave. Girls of the same age smiled back, and Die's offered heart soothed.

"... do you do this a lot?

With his back aligned, Die asked Ditrout. He is very accustomed to smiling meticulously at the crowd.

If you leave it out, the journey was planned by Dadan witnessing a ditlout waving at the people and putting a newsletter in the Dies.

"That's not much"

Ditrout answers. Tiredness seeps into the sound. Die stunned by accident.

"Actually, you won't like it. This kind of thing. It feels good."

"You know, I've been thinking about this for a long time, but you have a really good personality."

"Not as good as you."

What do you say?

Ditrout exhaled briefly between laughs.

"Damn, I have a headache. Instead of missing you, we had to make it public in the worst possible way that you were friends. You'll have a seizure later. How can I forgive Your Majesty?"

"Your master has seizures, too."

"There's less to lose than your master."

Ditrout applies Mariage, who frequently tapped and cracked tea utensils at the Mizweeri family.

Carelessly, I laughed. I hope the signs don't get through.

Die concentrated on the people gathering on the sidewalk. The people seemed largely fond of their neighbors, who lined up amicably with the king. He cheers, whistles and throws his mouth at the street wagon.

"Hey......"

After this and, Die mumbled lost in the name of the man.

"What is it?

Encourage Ditrout to speak as if he were in a hurry. Die made up his mind and spit out the question that was caught in his throat.

"... can't we get along with your country and mine like this?

The knights of each country line up beside each other, and the queens sit back on the same carriage, slapping each other lightly on the sides.

Intimate relationship.

"I can't."

Ditrout responded instantly.

"National power is weaker there. If the relationship deepens, it will be absorbed here and there. It would be the same if we were to merge now."

"It would be completely different."

"The name of the country Del Ligueiria disappears. It's the same if you just look at the results. … Only when we find a benefit within each other can the country form an alliance. Just a“ friend ”is practically impossible. If you don't want to be swallowed, fight and screw around. This time, like you let us out."

Die looked back at Ditrout. He was as spicy as laughing at a die mouthing a dream story. But on the other hand, his words also sounded as if they inspired the future of the Dies.

Die glanced at the seat between them. The space is open enough for the baby to sit. It was a result of being unable to measure each other's distance.

Ditrout's hand fell on the sieve there. I kept shaking it all the time. They decided to rest on that.

-... this hand, indeed, tried to kill itself.

But I also protected him.

Die turned his back again to Ditrout to respond to the crowd's cheers.

Keep it handy and touch the man's fingertips.

His hands were stretched out.

"... yesterday... thank you"

Please help me.

This man did help a die with his hands on Dadan waving his sword in front of that dungeon. Without regard for your own peril.

I only thought I had to say thank you to the man for that.

Ditrout's hand pulled back satisfactorily.

Die looked up to Ditrout. He responds to popular calls with a spare smile.

But his palm wrapped the back of Die's hand, and with his fingertips broke between Die's five fingers into it.

A number of words thrown in the dungeon, overflowing with weir cuts, rise to the heat of a man feeling over gloves.

If those weren't meant to betray Mariage, but the pure heart of the man who revealed it unintentionally -...

Ditrout can put his strength in his gripping hands.

After a beat, he turned his hand toward the people who would call him, as if nothing had happened.

Die also turns away from Ditrout and smiles at the people who stand along the way. And waved loudly.

I refused to live beside him once again. As if to shake off the regrets that have passed even a moment for that.

Bright colors pass at the edge of vision. Flower blizzard. The girls are sprinkling colorful flower petals. Speaking of which, the florist was still selling and walking this morning for how much.

In the carriage ahead, the queens also pretend to be intimate while hiding their own thoughts.

Flag that hits the sea breeze. Horse hissing. The tone of a horn that sounds high in the sky.

A merchant who puts his energy into business. A child chases after a knight. The laughter of the women. Uninterrupted cheer. Applause.

Brilliant as a passage of epic poetry.

Everything was cropped up like a child's story.

At the main entrance we arrived, our comrades were waiting for us to return home. The wagon for the journey was ahead of us on a different path because it was not suitable for marching. The four Fabians had also accompanied them and served as watchdogs against harm from Perfilia to the civilian population.

"This trip has been very memorable."

Mariage greets you with the best making smile. The corresponding Serenesty was also extraordinary.

"Yep. Me too.... be sure to come back"

Right next to Serenesty, there will be a refrain. He was like a shadow of a queen, with the colors of his wrapped costumes.

Ditrout stands a little away from the two of them.

He gazed loosely over the line of Del Ligueiria. There is no emotional color in those eyes. I didn't even have to float off and fix the right smile.

Die hung his foot on the carriage pedal and looked back at Ditrout. He also turns a blind eye to the die.

The gaze intersects.

"Die."

When prompted by your Lord, Die takes his seat in a hurry.

And the door, closed in a breath, cut off the gaze that was connected, without any emotion.

A cathedral on a high plateau with a distant view of the King's capital. That was once the place where those who served the Virgin solemnly encouraged prayer.

The stone tower that swept down the decorations was the home of those who wanted to rest in peace. It was also a makeshift accommodation for those who did not obtain permission to enter the King's capital. There were times when the houses surrounded it and it was busy.

All, stories of a distant past.

A noble minister and a thief who falsely possessed himself burned everything down. The man was pierced with a pile in his hand, throat and leg; the woman was offended in front of her husband; and the flesh of the child subsided in the belly of the bird beast with the organ that was ablaze or dragged out by fire.

Bless you, O Lord, Virgin, all the children who wander the land.

Drop off a bunch of people going down the street cutting marks in front of their chests.

Eventually the footsteps sounded behind him, and a low voice called him.

"Dear Reginald,"

Reginald Chamberlain looked back at the Lord of Voices. Wearing his jacket deep in his eyes, he turns his surprise eyes to Reginald.

"Are you sure? Let those men go."

All the men who made us investigate the basement are keeping an eye on them. And I was supposed to dispose of them after work no matter how complete it was. But this time, they had an unexpected ambush, and they got paid back.

We know that those who have returned wounded are watching the opportunity to strike back into retribution.

But Reginald didn't let it go.

"What the hell does it mean to kill those people?

Instead, I found out that I was connected to people's national government in this way. Only without touching it.

"Serenesty will soon realize that we are the ones who guided him into the castle. You have to finish hitting the next fabric stone before it does. We don't have time to do anything extra."

Reginald turned his heel back and passed by the man.

"Let's go. There will be another audit on this occasion."

About a moment down the road from the capital, the mission's steps suddenly subsided. So he came to call the Fabians. They said they had something to call them who were present with Die and Mariage.

The line remained in the barely visible wilderness of the shield. Skinny trees grow sparsely on the side of the street. There is a sluggish shadow in its shade. A small front carriage was parked.

A man is in conversation with Assé as he strokes his carriage horse's neck. Die shrugged about the man's name.

"Dadan."

Acknowledging the dies who got out of the carriage, he let one hand gently lift up.

"Oh, you've come out safe."

"Dadan is the one!

Die accidentally ran over to Dadan. I was supposed to rendezvous outside the Wang capital with him who broke up at the inn, but I was not informed when or how. I've always wondered how cheap he was.

"Furby and the others, I'm sorry. Let me hang out with you."

"No, thank you."

I stopped next to the die and Fabian laughed.

"Your Majesty is convinced, too. And then... nothing if you come and see everyone properly"

Dadan shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

"Nearby"

"Dadan, what is this carriage?

Die asked in anticipation of the meeting when the story came to a paragraph. Dadan looks back at the front carriage behind him.

"It's Furby's carriage. I've got my stuff inside too."

"It helps."

Fabian smiled somewhat lonely and saw Die, who expressed his appreciation to Dadan.

"Well, you say goodbye here, Die"

Die now realized that their place of standing was a branch of the street.

The Fabians say they are going to drive this carriage south. I'd at least like to get them to a nearby town, but the Dies have to hurry west with borders, too. Rest was to be minimised and the shortest distance was to be picked. Because the Wang capital has escaped, but not necessarily will be obstructed until he leaves the country.

With all due gratitude, Die shook Fabian's hand.

"Thank you so much"

"You're welcome."

He distorted the child's face as if it smelled like light. He sets aside a beat and becomes true.

"But it's not much to be thankful for.... because borrowing money between government officials will be national. I used your situation only in the national interest. [M] No sardine can ever be thanked by you."

You know, Die snorted at Fabian, just in case.

Gratitude or apology, if you don't pick the time to tell, it matters. That's what I'm talking about.

Fabian, laughing satisfactorily, turned to Mariage. You couldn't contain your curiosity, she was coming off the carriage, too.

"Stop by my country when you get the chance. I welcome you with all my heart."

Mariage caught his jaw deeply in acknowledgement.

"Tell Your Majesty the Queen my regards. Blessed be the Virgin on your journey to Doppelgum."