The Queen’s Cosmetician

- And it was good until I thought about it.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!!

Alvina laughs out loud as Mariage grabs her collar and waves a dye up and down her curvaceously.

Die took a half-eyed glance at the magician sitting with the back of his chair while enjoying the nausea that swept up with vibrational sickness.

"No, don't laugh so much..."

"That's funny. I can't believe I was pissed off the other way when I tried to bake a lot of your husband's care."

"I'm not mad. I just thought it was disgusting."

"Terrible!"

"I just think there's something nasty going on!

What a suspicious master. Freed from the mariage, the die dropped his shoulder.

After finishing his job, Die suggested to Mariaj, who was back in the rental house first. Shall I take care of the skin on my face? Or your hair. Since drifting into this village, Mariage has been asked to refrain from taking care of it in order to reduce the amount of cosmetics used even with a single help. But I thought it would be okay for once.

Mariage's reaction, however, is frivolous, even if something obnoxious and at the end of the day he questions the die.

In the end, Die had to explain what happened in the playhouse because of that behavior.

"If you want to work so hard on me, make sure you can make one of my teas properly."

"Ugh... that's..."

I started working under Mariage two years early. One of the things that doesn't improve once in a while is brewing tea. Cooking in general, to be precise. Even being supervised by Alvina continues to fail. Die himself threw a spoon a long time ago.

"If you can brew any kind of tea leaf deliciously, I can always breathe a sigh of relief."

"Ugh, there's something about one who's not good at it..."

"That's right. Do you understand? I'm just not good at biting my desk and studying. I don't work with kids who only have a mind to play with."

"... Dear Mariage, you have plain roots about today..."

Die vowed firmly to his heart that he would never again accompany Mariage's eclampsia with that of a young child.

"No, Maria doesn't bully me that much about the die either. I don't think you're working for me."

Alvina, who was listening to the conversation, smiles bitterly at Mariage.

"When you get back to everyone, let the Yumas make you some delicious tea.... it would be helpful if you could cut up the entertainment."

"Right. Right."

Die rode as happy on the topic Alvina had changed. Was that strange? Alvina puts her jaw on the back edge of the chair and laughs furiously.

We need to get back to you soon.

"It's true...... Speaking of which, how do I get in touch with everyone in Lugrois when I get to town? I don't know."

I plan on breaking up with one of them in the next town. They said they were going to another village again for an entertainment.

If there was a mayor's office in the next town, we could reveal Mariage's identity, rent a network of contacts between the mayors' offices, and get in touch with Raina. But the neighboring town only seems to have more commercial facilities than this village.

"No way...... are you working again to buy silver?

Mariage speaks of her doubts as she cramps her face. No way, and Alvina smiled.

"I don't think that's necessary. I hear there's an association in the neighboring town, so I'm sure it'll be quick if you get a transmission through there."

"Is an association a business association? Dadan's working?

"That's right."

Beginning with one of Arishuel's cases during the Queen's race, the man who was also looked after during Perfilia's visit belongs to an organization called the Chamber of Commerce. It is also known as Borderless Country. By the way, it is also present in the back town of Del Ligueiria on a small but decent scale. Although small countries in arts and crafts do not stand out in relation to having their own technology company.

"Is that available to us, too?

"Of course. If only I had registered. You won't be asked about your origin or background in registration, and it seems to be a lot of convenience."

"You should go there when you get to town.... How long does it take for a preaching order to take?

"You mean the cost? Mm-hmm. I think that's okay. Because if it's my registration form, it won't cost you anything."

"Heh. Alvey's signed up, too, right?"

"I've never used it much..."

Alvina laughed bitterly, then she would be fine, and we agreed.

You don't have to worry about the means of communication. Die exhaled in relief for a moment.

Mariage still looks uneasy.

"How many days does the preaching take...?

"It's been a day to get in touch. Maybe two days late. If only the Rugrois clerks would get the message right."

"Really?... but no matter how many horses you fly from Esmel to Lugrois, you're not gonna get there in a day, are you?

"The Order of the Association is a potent stone. It's early."

"Yes, the charm stone!

Die raised his voice when he thought of it. I feel a surprise gaze from Mariage and Alvina.

"What is it, Die? What's wrong with the charm stone?

"No, attractive stone, I mean. Alvey, couldn't you have contacted everyone directly by magic, not by magic?

When Die was at the Mizwilli family and I still missed my hometown flower district.

I have given way to the charismatic stone of transmission from Alvina. They were created by Alvina herself. If she could draw a magic formation into a charm stone, wouldn't it have been easy for her to contact others in the first place, such as with witchcraft?

Mariage roars and follows Die's question.

"Speaking of which, right...... Alvina, can't you do that?

"Zannen, but"

Alvina shrugs her shoulders and laughs bitterly.

"I don't know if I can do it a little bit. Because I put a lot of constraints on you. There are so many things I can't do right now."

"Constraints...? What do you mean you can't, for example?

"Hmm, hey...... Crushing this neighborhood, picking things up from afar, crossing spaces and going somewhere else?

"They can't and are not the norm..."

Die groaned unexpectedly. If they say it's possible the other way around, I'm afraid it's going to be incredible.

Oh, and Alvina is laughing from the top.

"Don't worry. I can do enough to protect you both. It's true."

You can basically assume that what you've done since you started working at the castle is possible. Alvina explained that.

Die strokes his chest down with a bitter smile.

"I'm relieved to hear that...... but I'm sorry you depended on me"

"It's the right material. I don't care."

"I wish I could at least protect myself as much as I am...... It doesn't have to be insecure."

"Are you insecure? Around here"

"That's right... ah"

Mariage pointed me out and Die remembered. How I got that information.

"Yes, sir. Excuse me, Master Maria. Actually, Mr. Seyce..."

And it was just then that the die rushed to explain.

More and more.

- Someone slammed the wood door at the entrance to the rental house hard.

Alvina stands up and squeals as she looks out for the doorway.

"Rumor has it..."

When she opened the door, the young man stood.

"Good evening. I'd like to borrow Mr. Alvina"

"Me? Suddenly, Seyce."

"What can I do for Alvina?

Alvina smiles bitterly as she turns back indoors and Mariage puts a frivolous look on her face and questions her.

Seyce saw the die over Alvina.

"About telling her at noon."

"... what?

"I didn't keep quiet! I'm trying to talk to you!

Die defended Mariage, who roared in a blatantly low voice. Really, I was just trying to explain.

"A thief may attack the village, so he wants to borrow Alvey's magic from his guard."

"Die, did you tell this man that Alvina was a magician?

"No, I'm not. I checked with her. [M] Do you know that Mr. Alvina is a magician?"

Seyce answers the query on behalf of Die without moving through the door. Mariage frowned suspiciously.

"... what do you mean?

"I'm a magician, I knew it from the beginning, Seyce."

"Because I can read demons. … you can read it too"

Alvina smiles and returns an ambiguous affirmation.

"Right.... What thief, by the way?

"It's a displaced person from the northwest. There's been a lot more lately.... I can't be insulted because there are so many soldier breakdowns with castles in them. So I want to defend myself with magic."

"A soldier with a castle?

"... I thought you knew what was going on."

Unexpectedly, Seyce explains.

"A small southwestern country would have been killed about last year's harvest. That's the soldier the country had there."

"Oh, you mean..."

Die nodded convincingly.

A large number of people also poured into Del Ligueiria from a country crushed after a terrible civil unrest. Using that as a cut, the Dies are here now.

"... you're telling me that thief is coming to this village?

Mariage speaks the question. Seyce turned to her.

"It's likely he's nearby.... They don't have enough goats. There are signs of a rope cut."

Behind the village are several livestock huts. He said he found signs of multiple people breaking into it.

"There were a lot of people in and out. And yet I didn't know when they broke in."

"Didn't someone in the village take you out?

"For what? If we're gonna get him out of the village and hide him, we need to get away. I looked around quite a bit, too. No sign of slaughter in the village."

"Were we unsuspected?

If there is a problem, an external human being is suspected. Mariage says that as a matter of course.

Seyce shook her head to the side.

"That's why the ladies need goats, isn't it?... the killer is useless and under control. Even a small number of people would be annoying, but if they came here in large numbers. So I want you to hang out with Mr. Alvina.... Can I borrow it?

Seyce requests Mariage. Though the voice was pale, it had the power to say whether or not.

"Take me with you."

Mariage gave permission to sigh. Alvina whistles and snaps her neck.

"Are you sure? I'll go away."

"Not all the time, is it? Just finish it and give it back."

Seyce took the lead on Mariage.

"I know.... and then one more thing"

"Do you still have something?

Die asked Seyce. The voice is pointy. I still don't feel comfortable when Alvina is gone. Even more so now that they stink of the presence of thieves.

"I want you to pack your bags and move to the rally point"

Sais tells.

"I'm going to put a line there.... Everyone's already gathered."

"They're both here. Good luck."

Luna, holding a crate, stops her leg and smiles at the Die and Mariage, who visited the rally point in good stead. Behind her, the villagers who had gathered earlier were busy preparing for their stay.

"Good day, Mr. Luna.... That's kind of a big deal."

"Right. But there's Seyce. I'll be fine."

There is no color of anxiety in Lutuna that shows absolute trust in the accompanying magician. Die was only braved to be a heart.

With the exception of a few armed men, all the people of the village gather at the assembly point. On top of that, they say Seyce puts up a magical junction. Says it's safe if you don't unlock it from the inside out. It was the hand of the mariages when they stood at the hotel in Perfilia.

(There's Alvey too...)

I don't know how much Seyce's magic is, but Alvina will assist him. There will be no problem.

"Which way should we go?

Die asked Luna as he looked around the rally point. I didn't see a place like reception in the hall at a glance.

"Count the numbers later. I wish you'd put your stuff where it's available. I'm going to sleep in a mess."

"Zako... what?

Mariage frowns at the root and pinches her mouth. I guess I understood the signs of being made to do the unknown. She looks out of place with her share of the load.

"We all sleep together here, Maria."

It's okay, said Die, comfortable encouraging Mariage.

Naturally, I don't have the experience of sleeping with a lot of people on the floor in a mariage born as a biological nobleman. Even today, apart from everyone in the country, one of the living rooms is his own, sleeping alone on the sleeping table.

Mariage glanced at the villagers' lounge. Sleep on this occasion. It seemed like a shout out rejection to it, but Mariage didn't say anything. I just put a faint force into my load-bearing arm.

Die waved and broke up with Luna and walked ahead of Mariage.

The hall, which was busy with spectators during the day, is surrounded by tight air. Old woman sleeping on a bed with a brought in cloth or hanging cloth. Young woman parents unloading as they forgive their nagging children. Boys with food and water barrels come and go to sew among the dense crowd.

The neighbors of the rental house gave up space to the right and left dies. Die thanked them politely and let Mariage sit there. Take a breath with Alvina and her share of the load down her shoulder. It was heavy because in addition to the bedding for the two of us and the change of clothes, I have raised the cosmetic bag.

"I should have put it down..."

"What are you gonna do with it?

"Huh? But... it's narrow, isn't it? Because of this."

Even if the size of the cosmetic bag is not so great, I still take the place. It compresses a narrow place.

"It's important to you. I guess I brought it because I can't lose it. Leave it there."

"... thank you"

To be honest, I thought I could be ordered to avoid getting out of my way.

Die decided to sweeten to Mariage's words. I won't let the bag move off the scene - but I'll drop by whenever I can. Die went on to spread some of the rugs for both of them on top of Alvina's.

"... Die, what are you doing? Layer your own with Alvina's."

"The space for the three of us is unlikely to be just... Look, I'm fluffed."

Mariage confirmed the feel of the rug with her hands, really, and agreed with Die.

"Let's also overlay Maria's in the middle of the two. That makes it hard to cool down bottom, and I don't think I feel much hardness on the floor. Please sleep there, Maria."

"Okay."

"Die, Maria"

To the call from behind, Die looked back with Mariage. Luna rushes beneath the Dies cleverly avoiding people. When she stopped nearby, she offered the water bag in her arms and the hard-burned herring to the die of each cage.

"This is for tonight and tomorrow. For three."

"Thank you. I went to get it."

"I'm handing it out to everyone. Then it's okay."

"I'll help you, too. … wait a minute"

For one thing, we need to spread the Mariage rug and blanket. Unless you unload it. Mariage is a coat over her village daughter's outfit. It gets cold at night. I want to put at least one more on my jacket.

Runah's low voice echoes over the head of the die that hurries up Mariage's dominance.

"Hey, Maria. You have to do it yourself."

Mariage, who looked intrigued at the work of the die, reveals his discomfort and sees Luna. Luna was not frightened by that sharp glance either. She insisted pointing to Die's hand.

"Well Maria must be a princess. You should give Die some more work. Push everything you care for."

"I don't mind. That's okay!

Die hastily broke in between Mariage and Luna.

"I'm sorry I kept you waiting more than that. Mr. Luna, please go first. I'll catch up with you soon."

If you try to die, Mariage is fully enjoying the status quo. I try to do this without getting used to what I asked for. Taking care of children is one of them. She is never lazy.

But Luna seems unconvinced. He is about to open a curved crevice in disgust.

Mariage said ahead of Luna.

"If you're unhappy with the treatment, Die will say it himself. - I'm not reluctant to let this kid know."

Die pressed his throat to kill the stuffing that the last word meant.

Because the master's eyes looking out for Luna had a quiet rage.

"I am grateful that your man helped me die."

Mariage tells. The voice is calm. but had a stabbing cold.

"But... it's up to me to decide what to do with the die. Don't let outsiders talk to you safely."