The Queen’s Cosmetician

"Ruthless..."

The guard with the die interview exposed his frustration.

"... if I was walking on the grounds of my own country hall, I would have come this way. So...? The grounds of every building are surrounded by external walls. Don't repeat such lies!

"Even so..."

Just stating what happened as it were. How can I answer any more?

Die shrugged his shoulder. For a moment or so after being captured. Fixed and long with arms turned around the back of the chair. The shackles placed on the wrists also weigh quite a bit. I wanted to unravel my body at all.

It was also understandable to Die that he had entered the premises next to the Delligeria Hall with Assé. But I didn't know if Kazame's neighbors were any of the seven countries participating in the conference.

The presence or absence of a weapon's phone was examined with the assay, and although it was only to be spared from being stripped naked, the eyes of the soldiers after being paired together are quite dangerous. In this room, which is used as a replacement for the prison, there is even a sleeping area.

Even if it doesn't go as far as rape, there will be close harassment. I was born in Hanayo.

Don't rush, tell yourself. Do not show gaps.

(I think Master Mariage is moving...)

There was no Alvina when the Dies were captured. By her the disappearance of the Dies should have been promptly communicated to Mariage.

(I wonder if I'll make it...)

It is already developing into a problem between countries. but if you scratch the die, things will stay calm. Mariage rages. That's all I'm sure of.

"... what do you say? Did you honestly feel like talking to me?

"I've been honest with you since just now"

"... sounds like you really don't want to talk about it"

I don't seem to like the attitude of the die disguised as calm. A soldier stands up with a peek in the back of his eye at his sadness.

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. The opportunity is for a moment. We just have to poke at the soldiers' gap and aim for his steeple.

But whether it works or not. Even when Ass taught me the art of protection at the Mizwilli family, I learned that martial arts were not suitable.

A soldier reaches out to the die.

There, the sound of a knock on the door sounded.

The door opens at the same time as the soldier draws his hand from the die. Four men and women stood in the hallway. One is an eyelid man who captured the Dies. The other three are the first faces I've ever seen. but I'm dressed to know you.

The soldier's complexion changed.

"Dear Avascal......!

"Excuse me. I just wanted to make sure."

A man called Avascal by the soldiers moves forward. He's an old man with clean gray hair. On wheat skin, dark gray eyes. He has a well-groomed moustache. When he glanced at the die, he looked back at the people with him.

"Is he really your guest? Sire."

"Yes, uncle."

A woman answers the question of Avascal. Die glanced back at the woman. She was a beauty who shone light on the spot.

Rich dark brown hair that ripples loosely. Her skin tone was the same as that of Avascal, but she had glowing luster and tension. Challenging eyes like cats are pale green. He wears a clearly curved body in a man's dress.

The beauty in the man's costume frowned uncomfortably when he saw the die.

"Hey, this is a terrible treatment...... Break the commandment. Right now."

"Take it easy. First, prove that he is your undisputed guest..."

A beauty bent over to Abascal's scolding and turned back to the die.

"Guests from Del Ligueiria. I'm sorry you're in such trouble for keeping me waiting."

Of course, I don't know what she said.

Reiman laughed invincibly at the frivolous eye facing die.

"I am Zemnam Chancellor Siaries Kalestia. Thank you for responding to my invitation this time."

The die is eye-catching and breathtaking. The woman who named herself Chancellor Zemnam raised the edge of her mouth to amuse Die's reaction.

"Well, I'm sorry. My uncle, Sir Abascal, will not listen to you as an intruder who harms our country. I was the one who advised you to go for a walk. … could you prove that I am the guest I invited?

Die explored the sincerity of Siaries' words.

(... trying to help me...?

The Dies - Mariaj, to be precise - do receive an invitation from Prime Minister Zemnam to talk secretly. But I wasn't sure I would respond. Because it was decided that it was not too late to explore how Zemnam was doing in Little Scanagia.

But the Dies have already set foot in the land of the kingdom of Zemnam.

The Siaries are waiting for a response from the die with a smile that people like.

Die corrected his spine and smiled back at her.

"I'll give it to you first. I've been waiting for you, call me Die about me. Del Ligueiria gave the Queen the national seal and she's a makeup artist."

"I'm hearing rumors. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Welcome, Chancellor. Thank you very much for inviting me to the meeting."

"Forward is fine"

Avascal pinched his mouth in a hurry from the side of the Siaries.

"Did you say die? When and where did you receive your niece's invitation?

"About two months ago, there was a messenger in my country who was more intimate than His Excellency the Chancellor. … I am Ardam Auslund, President of the Auslund Chamber of Commerce and Head of the Southern Branch of the Western Continental Branch of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry"

"... oh man"

"Then I also swore an oath to Adam. In this invitation, I, Siaries Callestia, do not engage in any hostility or harm to Delligeria."

Avascal changes his complexion and looks back at Siaries. She looked up at Avascal with an eye that could also be provocative.

"That's why, Uncle. Are you sure you want to get my valued guest back? Sanctions may be taken from the Chamber of Commerce and Industry as it is."

Avascal stares abominably at the Siaries. but the next moment I was staring painfully at Die's face.

"I apologize for the mistake. My name is Herald Abascal.... I hope I don't buy your queen's wrath"

"My lord, you are the forgiving one. If mistakes are right and you reach out to us for friendship, you won't say much.... Can you lift the commandment?

"Yes, of course."

Herald Abascal directs the man in the eyelid with his jaw. The man with the eyelid quickly stepped into the room, turning behind the die and unlocking the handcuffs. The chains that were connecting the wrists to each other fall and make a metal noise. Die stood up and thanked the guard. The watchman was looking back at the die with a bitter face.

"Nacio, open up the other guest and bring him to my room"

Apparently, the man in the eyelid is named Nacio. He asked Herald for permission with his eyes before accepting Siaries' orders. I leave the room in honor of the Herald.

I told Siaries after Herald glanced at the die.

"I'll show you the guests, Sire."

"No, uncle. Rest assured."

Sirleys refuses without a scratch. But Herald devoured as he preached.

"Sire, first you kept your guests waiting, and I took your time in a rude way, albeit a mistake. Are you going to let him hang out with your cowwalk this time?

"Let Iswill guide you....... iswill"

One man walked out of her back following Siaries' call.

It's the first race of shades I've ever seen.

(... one to the south, I guess...)

Probably, in his late twenties. Night coloured skin on silver hair. Above all, the eye-catching thing is its eyes - bright green eyes, surprisingly bright, reminiscent of the thick leaves of flesh watered by the sun.

He has a neat, well-rounded face of his nostrils. He wrapped his supple muscle-covered body in thin purple-based knightly clothing, with two swords and daggers of insufficient length on his hips to call him a long sword.

I guess it's the Siaries' Kingsguard.

"Die, over here"

Die walked over as the Siaries called him, and realized, Ha, ha.

Sirleys, he's poking his wand.

Siaries smiles bitterly when he notices Die's gaze.

"This is the right way, so you're walking late. Would you mind heading to the room with Iswill first?"

"No. Let me join you, Your Excellency."

Die answered instantly.

Siaries breaks his face.

"And that's the thing. Uncle, you will be guided by me and Iswill. Uncle, it's enough that you've done enough to get here. Please return to your duties."

Herald often looked at the Siaries with a bitter face, giving a salute to the die and turning back on his heels.

A soldier watching the die rushes to follow the herald.

After their footsteps broke off, the Siaries entertained and showed one eye closed to the die.

"Thank God you talked to me!

Siaries sits somewhere in a private room bench and laughs luxuriously. Die also sat in the opposite seat and shook his head pretentiously.

"No, this one helped...... His Excellency Chancellor Calestia?

"I don't care if it's Sire. Respect is nasty."

"You're the prime minister and I'm a makeup artist."

"I won't change my position. It bears the national seal with the king's letter."

She doesn't go through her sleeve on her attesting jacket, but she also has the National Seal.

Die liked the Siaries, who said it was obvious. Tighten the loosening, don't.

Neither did Raina Lugrova care about Die's position. Apart from that attitude and what you think in your chest.

"But... that was a disaster. Get lost here."

Siaries hands together on his knees to state his labor. Oh, yeah, and Die got himself on.

"When I was asked what was going on, we talked about the fact that the outer walls that separated the premises were interrupted along the way."

"I heard that. I'm asking him to look into it now. I mean, I was in the process of looking into it."

"Were you looking into it?

"See if there are any anomalies on the premises. We walked in here yesterday. I was checking the hall first. My neighbor hadn't arrived yet...... So today, if you're investigating around the hall, it's this noise."

"We arrived at noon today. So look around."

"That was a disaster, I can only say. Well, I've contacted your majesty, and he'll be back as soon as he's ready. Until then, slow down."

Iswill shows up pushing a trolley with tea utensils and confectionery, as he predicted it would be around the time. On the oval round table between Die and Siaries, he handily arranges tea utensils and pours tea.

"Let me introduce you again. It's Iswill."

Siaries introduced Iswill.

"It's near me. It serves as an escort and caregiver. There are a few others... I'll introduce them to you when I get a chance."

Southern youth correct their spines and gracefully grace them. Die also returned only the meeting sitting back.

"Here you go. I'm sorry I couldn't entertain you."

"No, enough…"

Die looked down at the round table. Some flat, round baked sweets with large children's kobu are on wooden plates. Tea in a tea bowl is pale golden. And a wet hand towel.

I wonder if I can honestly say it. I must be hungry, and if I don't get my hands on it, I'll be rude.

Siaries' hand reaches out and takes up the baked sweets before the die he is patrolling. She broke it in half and threw one shard into her mouth.

"Yeah, it's good"

Siaries broke his face.

"It's the best candy in my country's capital. The truth is, baking is the best.... Oh, you have a spoon and a dish to pick up."

"Oh, no. It's okay."

Die hastily pressed the Siaries, who tried to come up with Iswill. Simulate the Siaries and take the confectionery and break it in half. Burning brown soft stuff is packed neatly inside the hard burnt surface. Throwing it into his mouth, it broke loose and spread nourishing sweetness over his tongue. It's the first taste I've ever experienced.

"Yummy......"

Die exhaled. Mouth the tea as well. It didn't taste like I could drink it either. It has no tannins and is refreshing. It's a light drink that wipes the sweetness of sweets. The temperature is not too hot, nor is it too cold. Warm your cold, hardened body in captivity for a long time.

"Excuse me."

Siaries suddenly stretched up and grabbed Die's jaw lightly. Die almost took off the tea utensil.

"Hey, what is it!? What the hell......"

"No, I'm a little concerned... Phew..."

I can't see any sign of pulling my jaw while the die protests and pulling my hand at the Siaries. Die carefully placed the tea apparatus on the table as she stared at her. Insert your own under the arms of Siaries.

Just before the die tried to jump up his arm as it was, the door opened.

"Die!"

"Ass."

With a rugged face I rarely see, Assé rushed over to the die and broke in between him and Siaries. Dishes on the round table make a hard noise with the vibrations he slips into.

The Siaries raised their hands.

"I hope you don't look scared. You're the one who came to us with the die."

"Whatever you do to Die..."

"I just had a little something to worry about. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry, but will you calm down..."

Siaries glances at the door. I also saw the die attached. A man with an eyelid called Nacio stood.

"... could the man be an uninvited guest? Your Eminence."

"Nacio, we don't have guests like that here. Stop putting your hands on the sword. You heard about uncle earlier. I swore an oath to the association."

"Ass, sit down"

Die pulled Assé's arm. He looks back in surprise.

"But die......"

"Sit down, please. I'm not being done."

Die told Assé looking ahead to the Siaries.

Comparing the faces of Siaries and Die, Asse lowered her hips next to Die without concealing her sinister face.

"Nacio, thank you for sending him over. You can go back."

Nacio pulled the knot and thanked him, closing the door.

"Die...... are you sure there's nothing? Are you hurt?"

The assay seeps through the agitation and slides his gaze into the body of the die. Die tried and smiled brightly.

"Yeah, nothing. What about the assay?

"No problem.... I'm so glad"

I can hold it all the way to the assay.

His wrapped perfume plundered his nose tip, feeling the pressure of his forged body, and the die stiffened and stretched his body.

Press and hold the scream up to your throat and try to resist with a hand caught between your chests.

"Ass...... sorry, it hurts"

"Oh... sorry..."

Release the body as the assay was played. Die shook his head exhaling in relief.

"Thank you for your concern…"

Being held captive is force majeure. It's not Assé's fault. but as far as he was concerned, I guess he felt responsible.

Assé sits next to him on the right. Control your shivering right arm with your left hand.

(……………)

Die told himself.

Do not let the tension distract Ass. He gets hurt. He was just leading the die.

I'm looking at the die with Assé looking anxious. Die smiled back at him. Refresh your mind and turn to the Siaries.

"Sire, I'll introduce you. This is Assé Tedius, head of the Del Ligueiria Kingsguard Knight. Assé, this is the Chancellor of Zemnam, His Excellency Siaries Kalestia. The neighbor is Mr. Iswill, who is near His Excellency the Chancellor. … I have been helped by both of you"

"It's Siaries. I don't mind Sire."

Siaries grins and asks Assé to shake his hand. Assay responded to it with inertia.

"My name is Assé Tedius.... I apologize for showing you the ugliness"

"I don't mind. That's all I was worried about."

The Siaries showed tolerance.

"Even this one surprised the die..."

"What was that earlier?

Die remembered Siaries' move before Assé showed up. I was surprised when he grabbed my jaw.

"Oh, is that it? I thought you were a woman."

Die blinked. This may be the first time a person I've ever met has mentioned gender in a short time.

"I heard rumors about the die."

"My rumor?

"Yes. It wouldn't be hard for a makeup artist to have a national seal, would it? I heard you were the same woman dressed as me. I was interested. But when I heard about it later, it was actually different for people to say that ugly women who looked like men, beautiful boys like weak women, no, beautiful sturdy with brilliant eyebrows. But meet me. Okay. I see, it's hard to understand gender. Were you hiding it?

"... I haven't hidden it, but I won't correct it"

Die answered honestly. There's nothing to escape from here.

Siaries exclaimed, "That's good."

"You can get people off guard, it's"

The word of an informant man comes to Die's chest.

Zemnam's prime minister won't make it.

(... it's true, Dadan)

Sirleys, sharp.

I hear he distracted the heart of the die. The Siaries deepened their grin.

"You've made me wary. But I want you to believe me. I can't hurt you."

"Speaking of which, you said. To Mr. Auslund, you swore an oath..."

Die recalls the Siaries' interaction with Herald.

Siaries told his uncle. No hostility whatsoever towards Del Ligueiria......

Assé asks in surprise.

"As much as you said earlier, yourself sworn in by the association, does that mean the same thing?

Sirleys took the lead.

"You know the Chamber of Commerce, right? Adam Auslund is a man of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry with sworn authority."

"Affidavit... Acceptance authority?

"To put it bluntly, I'm a vow bearer. If you break that oath, Zemnam will be sanctioned by the Chamber of Commerce"

"Uh, I mean, this time I swore to Mr. Auslund that I wouldn't be the enemy of Delligeria, huh?

Siaries return affirmation to Die's inquiry.

"Yes, you will."

"What happens when you break your vows? Sanctions... like what?

Zemnam is a country. The opposite Chamber of Commerce and Industry is only an organization that does not have political authority, albeit rooting around the world.

Siaries puts his hand on his chin and smiles coldly.

"No supply vessels allowed in port"

Die glanced.

"That's... not Zemnam saying a ban on entering the port? The Chamber of Commerce?

"Yes. The Chamber of Commerce and Industry has a monopoly on the technology of unsupplying ships. Both Zemnam and Perfilia are only inviting ships from the Chamber of Commerce in terms of non-recharging vessels. Even though there is nothing more effective as a sanction against Zemnam, the Chamber of Commerce and Industry side is neither painful nor itchy. Perfilia in the north now also has a port, and if it's not enough, we're talking about letting other countries provide technology to build it. … as a nation, I would definitely stop it."

"Why did you come into contact with our country in secret until you had the possibility of such sanctions?

Assé asked Siaries in a strange tone.

"And is that why you helped us this time? Your Eminence."

"Yeah, well... how do I explain it..."

A light knocking on the door sounded indoors the moment the Siaries circled his neck and conceived it. Iswill walks over without sound and opens the door. A woman in the same light purple outfit as Iswill entered the room in a gratuitous manner and gave ear slaps to the Siaries.

Siaries looks at Die and Ass and smiles.

"Let's talk about this when the actors are ready."

she said.

"Just because your queen seems to have arrived"