The Queen’s Cosmetician

The water falls into the drain, making noise with the lobster.

Everything but droplets is completely washed away from the marble hand water field.

Ditrout wiped his mouth with the edge of his thumb, keeping the body he was bringing away from the wall. There is no disturbance in breathing. Chest discomfort has also healed. The man's complexion in the installed mirror is not bad - his eyes were all terribly dark.

Ditrout mocked himself and washed his hands, putting his gloves back on.

"... oops. I thought I'd step in."

When Ditrout left the hand water field, Zeno moaned low that kept him waiting. Give the finished handkerchief to the samurai who refrains next to him, and Ditrout sees Xeno half-eyed.

"Let them wash their hands slowly.... Was it that long?"

"As much as I think you're belly-up. Or is that it? You're not answering."

That was hard, and Ditrout walked out ignoring Xeno, who went on to talk in a serious tone.

The depths of the Royal Perfilia Castle remained idle, but full of signs of not being busy. Tattoo, this one. People can hear the covert footsteps. Your Lord Serenesty and the Chancellor's Ditrout. Everyone is being pursued because several of the major players are leaving tomorrow morning for the former Duchy of Maisenburg.

Honey-colored sunlight in thick, dripping corridors. The sea breeze that blows through the open windows mixes the aromas of roses that break in the garden. The most climatic time of year - …….

"I don't like it"

Zeno poisoned him as if he had seen through Ditrout's chest.

"This is the best time. I can't believe I have to go to a place that stinks."

"It won't be that bad either. We gather dignitaries from all over the country."

Continental conference drafted by Clan Hive. Ultimately, eight countries were to be gathered.

The country of origin, Clan Hive, is irrelevant. Small groups of countries on the western coast of the continent such as Don Fan, Zext and Farrill. Zemnam occupies the south. Doppelgum based in the central forest. And Delligeiria and Perfilia.

In addition to the Community, which does not take the form of a State, XI. Such as the Church of the Virgin Mary and groups of displaced persons, which were originally the country. He also said that the Chamber of Commerce and Industry would enter as an audience. It is not limited to the queens and prime ministers of each country, or to having a national seal. Civilians are present in multiple places, as are the knights of escorts, caregivers' officers, and cooks. That acceptance requires thorough advance preparation.

Designated as the venue, Scanagia Jr., was one of the best resting places in the country, created by cutting through the mountains at the western edge of the former Duchy.

Survival in the country now lives on in previous years. The Continental Conference story was lifted and allowed to be inspected immediately by officials. It is said that the Maisemble's prosperity and skill can be seen everywhere, with a series of delusional halls.

But Zeno's rating was spicy.

"You don't turn into a spicy smell. I can't believe Maisemble's Taruba used to live in a place where I wanted to go back in time.... Your Majesty's physical and mental handicap, absolutely."

No, no, Zeno shook his head. Ditrout consented in his chest but remained silent. Because I can't even say it.

The first meeting of representatives of the continent's countries since the collapse of the Maisemble. Among the other seven countries participating, there was no choice for one Perfilia to resign.

Above all, there is no hand to miss the opportunity to wave a major player and walk in the land of hatred.

"Speaking of which, have you heard? Dita. The neighbor said he was headed that way one foot away."

"Yep. I'm getting a report."

Ditrout was keen on Zeno.

It is assumed that representatives of all countries should enter the Little Scanavian Palace by the due date when the Continental Conference will take place. Mariage, Queen of Delligeria, seems to have left the country half a month ago.

And with the National Chapter she won't let go for a while.

Ditrout lowered his eyelids slightly.

The figure of my daughter, who shoots this one sharply with her moon-colored eyes, ties the statue behind her eyes.

Ditrout whispered to be alone.

"If it's going well, it's time to go over there, you're about to arrive..."

"Hey, Die, come here"

As the die returned from the hand water, Alvina looked back and invited her by hand. She and the women, and Mariage, are gathered by the window in the living room. Die snapped his neck and walked over to them.

Little Scanagia is comparable to the capital of King Delligeria, even if it is for the small and the head, if only for the site area. The basin surrounded by mountain forests is home to a variety of museums, large and small. The countries and organizations participating in the Continental Conference had been given a loaner of the size that was in each. This hall will be treated as a national territory for the duration of your stay.

The Del Ligueiria Hall is three floors with about fifty rooms. Built in a corner close to the Palazzo Scanagia, Jr., which serves as the venue for the meeting.

The hall, with its large rose gardens and woods on its property, similar in style to the Mizwieri family, arrived at the same time around noon slightly. The Mariage room was assigned its main room.

Columns and floors are made of wood. The ladies who first arrived the day before often polished and the national seal was laid with a gold-dyed rose-colored carpet, which again went well with the warm colour of the cloth strewn on the wall. The furnished living room while the die is a short distance away makes it a place to relax like a room in the Royal Castle of Del Ligheria.

Windows line one side of the southwest wall at equal intervals. He dared to spot the thickness. The glass is milky white, soothing the strong yang shooting from the south and inviting him indoors. The mariages opened one of them and looked out as they looked at each other.

"Is there something out there?

"I don't know what to say."

"No, Your Majesty is not honest."

"Shut up, Alvina"

"Look, Die. Nice view."

Yuma gives way to Die. Die looked outside with his hand poked at the window frame and prompted.

Light, overflowing.

"Wow..."

Scanagia Jr., a city of nobles, built to mimic the greater Scanagia, deep in Scanagia, the capital of the Duke of Maisenburg.

White houses lined up radially and neatly around a group of rose quartz spires and a cathedral bearing the statue of the Virgin. Magic prints engraved on walls and roofs shine like beautiful edges. The road surface is well baked black brown brick. The green of the implant is thick, which also highlights the whiteness of the city.

It's like a petal with winged birds rising in the blue sky in the light of the sun.

"... sounds like a wild bulb garden..."

Alvina agreed with Die's sentiments.

"Really.... but it does. Scanagia was built in the wild bulb garden."

"Mr. Alvina, you know so much about this."

Alvina smiled at Yuma's praise.

Alvina, who returned as the Dies left Del Ligueiria, was naturally incorporated into the line. No matter how sophisticated the knights sophisticated their security, Alvina's sorcery was still precious, and there was no way they would have taken any more sorcerers to contend with than Perfilia and Doppelgum had superior sorcerers.

I don't know what the "demon seal" looks like from above the coat Alvina has properly worn. But on the contrary, I could see from the outfit that kept the exposure as low as possible that that disastrous print was painted on my skin without gaps.

She looks like she's lived a long time as an immortal.

Perhaps - he was a magician at Maisemble, I think, Die.

I wonder if her vast knowledge of witchcraft and exceptional skill were cultivated in the late witchcraft powers.

"... so, hey, Die. Why don't you go out to your garden for a little while?

"Oh, is that me?

Suddenly invited, Die saw Alvina. Alvina laughed cheerfully, but looked a little troubled.

"Die, you weren't listening to me?

"Excuse me.... are you going out to the garden?

"So. let's take a stroll around the grounds. I want to see how big it is and... May I, Your Majesty?

It doesn't matter.

Mariage, who at some point sat in a bench set in the center of the room, gives Alvina a light permission.

"I'm not going to punish you for taking a relaxing walk today."

Mariage shrugged as she received the tea inserted from the woman.

"... we're here fast, we're here"

The Continental Conference itself is more than half a month away. More than half of the countries present said they had not arrived in Scanavia, Jr. Del Ligueiria also has half the attendees, headed by Rodimus, still in the country. Mariaj and Die went first.

Mariage said she would be resting in her room. Dai was taken out of the hall by Alvina at the behest of everyone who would leave her to the ladies and run to set up the mansion room.

"Instead of today, I think you should have slowed down for a while, me"

A little while after I started walking in the garden, Alvina said abruptly. She bends down to the roots of the plants to observe wild bulbs of rare colors.

"Die and His Majesty worked hard the other day while I was away, didn't they? Even the castle has settled down somewhat, so I left. You just need to breathe."

"Maybe so..."

As he stood next to Alvina, who smelled the flowers, Die responded vaguely.

Mariage's focus on socializing had had some effects, and the country's internal affairs had begun to move smoothly. Die's movements also seem to have contributed some geometry to it. If the civilian female knights of the royal castle also trace their origins, they are the children leaked from the noble inheritance of property, or the exit of the city well recommended by the nobility because of their competence. Attaching steady support from the nobility, the rebellion against nature and mariage was also shredded from the air of the royal castle - one of the reasons why mariage came to Little Scanagia ahead of Rodimus.

"You can't be distracted. I didn't come here to see anything else."

Ardam Auslund's invitation to secretly talk from Prime Minister Zemnam showed the Dies that diplomacy was possible even before the Continental Conference. Some attendance countries are unfamiliar to Del Ligueiria. Rodimus decided that it was important to enter the site early to gather information, and that if possible we should also have contact with the queens of the countries, Tsukazawa and the National Seal Holder.

"I don't know...?

"I'm not here to see you, but I agree with Alvina"

Assé agreed with Alvina.

He accompanies Die as an escort who reports touring the premises of the hall. As the head of the knight, he also inspects security.

Assé looks down at the die with a serious face.

"Rodimus' sending you and Your Majesty out first should have made sense to pull them off of government. It is also important to rest the bones. Of course it is important to want to prepare for the meeting...... You haven't rested at all since you got back from Clan Hive, have you?

"That's not true, though."

"That happened"

The assay exhales a deep sigh.

"Free time face-to-face with merchants and aristocrats, to modus operandi for escort to dance... I hear you were studying late at night. Plus take care of Her Majesty's skin and makeup with the women. Everyone who followed you was impressed. … but it can destroy your body as it is"

From that look of serious seriousness, I know perfectly well that Assé is wholeheartedly guiding me through the body of the die. Die laughed and thanked him.

"Thank you, Ass"

Since the Die was attacked on Lugrois' ship, Assé has begun to carefully examine the security of Die's earlier departures in advance. Furthermore, several carefully selected knights were newly made the exclusive of the die. They treated me politely as one nobleman, without insulting the origin of the die or the content of their work. It is also because Assé used to include it.

The die was free to move because of the considerations of the assay. Die is deeply grateful to him.

However, Assé seemed to feel that Die had taken the advice. He exuds what appears to be toothpicks to further proclaim.

"Really, you just have to slow down. Even if I left makeup to the ladies, Your Majesty wouldn't be scolded...?

"Ass, I..."

"Hi, cut it down."

Alvina, stretched up like a cat, slapped Assé's cheek with the paperwork pinch she was holding. It's a smooth leather paperwork pinch. Was Assé surprised too much by his early work? There's a noise.

Assé groans as he pushes the paperwork pinch away in frustration.

"Do what!?

"I told you, didn't I? It's a subtraction. I know you're worried about the die, but I don't even need it."

Alvina wraps her hand around the arm of the die and walks out. The die looks back at the assay as he walks half way out.

"I... leave Mariaj's makeup to someone to take a break from it."

But I guess it's certain from others that you need to rest. It may be a long time since I thought about taking a walk like this.

West Nippon shot into sight and Die raised his face.

Beyond the turbulent trees you can see the city of Little Scanazia. Red as the city burned that was white when I looked out the window at noon. I accidentally stopped and saw it.

A sight as if a crimson rose were to bloom. Die reminds me of two names: Maisemble - the Red Country of the Virgin.

"The Great Scanavian was red to the sea, and it was beautiful."

Alvina said lined up next door. Assé asks in wonder.

"Has Alvina ever lived in Maisemble?

"A long time ago"

Alvina says, as if to say.

"The Virgin, who had just been stained with blood tides, said to change the meaning of red. The city was painted and dyed white and turned red meant that a peaceful day began and ended today"

Here are the remnants of the capital that prayed for that day to be eternal in a row.

The pavilion assigned to the participating countries of the Conference is built on a small, high slope, surrounding the Palazzo Scanagia, Jr. Whether or not you can enjoy the streets that leave the shadow of your former champion will be the country's own. At least I thought this view was beautiful.

A breeze containing cooling gently strokes my cheeks.

Die narrowed his eyes to comfort. Hissing, my chest softened.

It's not just the city. The hall itself smelled a lot of the skill and aesthetic heights of Maisemble.

This hall, he said, had been uninhabited for a long time. but I don't even see fine dust in the desolation. Of note would be the broad-leaved forests surrounding the mansion. Several species of trees grow at moderate intervals. The shrubs and flowers are dotted as if they were properly pruned. And sometimes seen, the engraved stone columns of magic letters.

"This child controls the growth of plants."

Height is the position of the die's hips. The diameter is for one fist. At first glance it looks like granite.

"Don't you need to adjust your witchcraft?

"I know you should, but it's working so far."

"Speaking of gates, you unlocked them with magic keys... You mean magic works all over the premises in this hall?

Assé conceives with a serious face.

"Alvina, I want to see the wall"

"Ha yes. I wonder how big it is, this forest. Die's gonna walk a little longer, okay?

Die took the lead.

"I'm fine."

I am not feeling tired. I rather feel good because I moved my body. Because I was just stuck in the carriage on the move for a long time.

The Dies walked further through the woods.

Eventually the city will be invisible and the hall will only be able to see the roof over the canopy of the branches. When the sun was about to leave a picture on the ridge of the mountain, the die finally hit the edge of the site. It is an exterior wall constructed by finely knitting metal nets.

"You're going to be pissed off if you don't get back soon..."

Die looked up at the sky and groaned, turning to the Alvinas. The two are squeezing their expressions and examining the outer walls.

"I knew magic was used in this, too. But, um... not really moving, I don't know."

"It doesn't seem very sturdy from what I've seen...... What are the chances of it being broken?

"I don't think it's going to be all right so far. I wonder what this is."

"What kind of magic is working?

"I'm not waiting... oh, there it is"

Fingerwise glimpse the pattern in which Alvina was carved near the root of the outer wall. In a moment, a magic formation unfolded around her. A circle scattered with phosphorescence as it floats in the universe. The assay peels a little.

"Hey, what!?

"Oh, you've never seen the assay before..."

Die has seen it at his home in Alvina or at Mizweeri's mansion. Other royal palace magicians don't read this kind of ritual, so there's no reason for Assé to be surprised.

"Weird habitual technique hey...... Well, for now, the connections that hold the intruders back, the alarms... and then, oh, no, this isn't working."

"Is it okay if I touch you?

"From the inside."

The assay gently taps the outer wall. Die also imitated and touched it. Hard, but not warm or cold. I thought it was made of metal, but it seems different.

Take a few steps to the exterior wall transmission. Though the day had completely fallen off, the back of the forest was slightly bright. Maybe even magic lighting is installed. It's just the wind's getting stronger.

Rubbing his arm against the chills, the die looked out for those with more leaf shifting noises and breathed in amazement.

"Ko...... guys?

From between the shrubs, one child peeks at the dies.

Years are about whether or not to cross a finger of one hand. Big golden eyes staring straight at the dies under his tightly cut forehead.

The eyes and gaze meet.

The child blued his face and turned back his heel.

Die ran out reflexively.

"Die!? Where are you going?

"Ass! Alvey! Come with me...... I have children!

"Children!?

In the meantime, the child runs away to the back of the woods.

But the footsteps weren't so fast. In addition to being an awkward run, the costume you're wearing is extravagant. Multiple watermark weaves flicker as your feet move. The jacket has fine embroidery and looks superior to see.

"Ma, wait...!

"Stop!

Assé overtakes the die, which is just starting to run out of breath. As he glanced, he packed a distance from the child and grabbed his collar up.

"Be quiet......!

"... Ha, ha! Fix it!! It's a shame!!

Bump your hands and feet and the child resists the assay. Die caught up with Assé as he raised and lowered his shoulders.

"So who is it...?

"I don't know..."

Assé shakes his head while holding the child back. Die looked around as he breathed. It's come a long way back.

"Let's just take that kid back. It's too late... - Ass."

Die changed his voice color and called the assay. Assé looks back at the die in surprise.

"Die, what..."

He noticed again, apparently.

That the appearance of the forest is changing.

Previously, the trees I saw in the woods were nothing but tea trunks and green leaves. But the trees that now surround the Dies were not what I was used to seeing.

Trunk covered in folding pale purple outer bark. A thin branch that spreads like a spider's nest. Silver leaves spreading beyond.

The contour is pregnant with a hint of light.

"What... is this...?

"Ass! A child."

A child slips through an assay distracted by different trees. Chasing a child who jumped into the shadow of a tree, the die stepped on a blunt light directed against him.

scratches the sari and the plants - several men appear.

There is a bow in his hand.

"Die, behind you"

"No, Ass.... blocked."

Die groaned at Ass trying to shelter behind his back. The men who squeezed their bows stood to block the way they came.

"Hands up."

One of the men moves forward and commands the Dies.

A knightly man with a sword. Behind him, with his right eye blocked with an eyelid, is that child hiding.

"Drop your sword. … three, two"

Assé put his sword on the ground.

A man in his eyelid, who was carefully following Assé's movements with his eyes, throws up abominably.

"Where the hell did... you come in from? You intruder."