The Queen’s Cosmetician

Randy and the two knights of Uber will confirm the Siaries and Iswill that drew them indoors.

Regardless of the sword that Iswill wielded on his hips, he also received the Sciarys wand.

"Are you taking it from me to the wand?

"Please, have a seat. That won't be necessary, will it?

Die gazed at the chair at the table.

The Siaries raise their eyebrows lightly and take their seats with the assistance of a knight.

Dong, and, as she deposited her weight in the chair, sarcastically raised her mouth angle, she skipped a sharp glance at Mariage.

"What imitation is this, Your Majesty?"

"I'd like to ask you something, Chancellor Calestia.... What were you trying to do on this property?

"This site?

"Saia. This is Del Ligueiria's lease - you know that, right?

This separate house, where the Dies gather, is at the deepest end of the site on the Del Ligueiria side, just across the border from its neighbor. I deliberately borrowed and checked the formal survey map of the lease from the Palace of Scanagia, Jr., but this separate house is definitely a building on this side.

The fake walls pointed out by Alvina at noon had been built instead of taking this separate house to the Zemnam side. The wall itself was not built yesterday today. But with it, the magicians of the country seemed to be moving in an attempt to make this tiny separate house and surrounding site perfectly Zemnam's foreclosed.

How did you craft that? Apparently Alvina correctly re-drew the line.

In the middle of the night at bedtime, I walked with her by decree saying yes to the garden, and this is where I arrived with explanations.

"Let's ambush you here."

Unauthorized use of a separate apartment on your own, attempting to spread the lease conveniently, fool.

'Come on, who's coming... looking forward to it?

(Three showed up)

One is a child in Assé's arms. That one that made the cut that the Dies would be tied to Zemnam, albeit temporarily. I was getting stunned because I tried to pursue my identity but I would be badly exposed.

Siaries and Iswill are the two people who showed up when the child grew up.

The attitude of the Siaries was a disgusting one. She placed her center of gravity on the back of the chair, and, come on, one hand up.

"I have no idea what it is."

"Probably? So the person responsible for moving the boundaries of the premises is your uncle?

Alvina with arms pinches her mouth. The magicians of Zemnam take their word for it when the unbroken Siaries lay down their wall-repair drawings. They were lying, and Alvina's voice in pursuit is fun.

"Shall I call my uncle? If that makes it clear."

"If it's stuffing at the point you're here, shouldn't you notice?

Notify Siaries with the sound of Assé killing the discouragement.

About yesterday. I felt a quiet anger from the assay asking if you were pulling the thread while making it look like you helped.

"I don't know. You must have seen it, too. I cure one person on top of this. I just came to visit her."

Die recalled the woman sleeping upstairs in her bedroom. From the grand age to the early age and the thought woman. I can tell from my personality that I am not working downstairs. Hair and skin were not glossy and appeared to have been invaded by the disease for a long time.

Die asked.

"Who is that one?

"It's my kin. I brought him here because I can't leave him in the country."

"So who's this kid?

"It's her daughter."

"How did you get this parent and child here?

'Cause I found it the first day I got here and I thought it was just the right size.'

"So many sick people that you can't leave behind in the country, in places like this that you can't see?

Besides, she only had one escort. The caretaker figure has him rolling upstairs.

"The hall is heavily populated. Many guests from other countries like yourselves. I wanted to keep him quiet away from annoying places. If this was really a separate house on that side, let's apologize for using it without permission."

Siaries' claim is muscular. But it gets caught.

Die told Zemnam that he had chased the child when he was captured. I saw the interrogator soldier write in his report. You can't possibly not have been rewarded, but Siaries doesn't want to mention one thing about children.

Die sent Mariage an eye-catcher. Returning her gaze to Die, she also seemed to be thinking about what to do again.

Speaking of which, Die looked at Iswill.

(This one, don't say anything...)

Iswill, seated next to the Siaries, looks like an unspeakable shadow.

If your husband is in crisis, the first thing your squire does is move. But Iswill is silent. All the Siaries stand on the arrow side of the negotiations, and Iswill doesn't even try to open his mouth.

"Iswill won't tell you anything."

Said Siaries before Die asked.

"I can't tell you anything."

Prompted by the Siaries with his jaw, Iswill began to unwrap his collar. Tiny garment rubbing sound. Two knights show a wolf.

Iswill relaxes forward to the clavicle and deflects his throat.

There were various lacerations there.

"You're right. I've never heard the voice of Iswill before, either."

"That's enough. … fix it."

Mariage waves and prompts Iswill to hide her throat. He returned a smile and courtesy to Mariage and began to put his collar back together.

"… so what shall we do? Sire."

Siaries asks Mariage.

The pressing air faded and signs of confusion began to drift. Alvina shrugs her shoulders to Mariage to show. I will do as you say, and I will.

I thought I was going to dissolve like this.

The flow was interrupted by a child's tall scream.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Assé distorts his face and holds the child down. but I was distressed with children who would be as violent as I could be inside the midst of an intermission.

"Don't move! Both of you, keep your eyes open."

Take control of the Randies, who were on the verge of putting out a help boat, and let Assé lay the child down on the ground with strength.

Hold the child's hips with his glutes, shoulder blades with his elbows, and hold his throat with one free hand.

"Quiet...... Grow up!

"You're being disrespectful! Get off me! You... Sire!

A child floats with joy in acknowledging the figure of Sire. On the contrary, Sire became a tannic surface.

"Sire!... Will! Help me! Don't do this to me! I want to!!

A child screams when the force is applied by the assay.

"Sire! Help! Sire!"

My chest hurts in a child who cries. Unconsciously gripping his fist, Die called on the Siaries.

"Sire."

For the first time since I've been here, the face of Siaries lifting her eyes from a child is distorted.

"Who the hell is this child who commands you...?

Siaries described the child as a relative of his own. but even more courteous is the son of a nobleman.

The Siaries are prime ministers. Exchangers with second place of power in Zemnam.

There is only one human being who can command her, in common sense.

- Your Majesty.

Siaries call on children. Instead of responding to die inquiries.

"Her Majesty Queen Accelina. Please calm down."

Assé peeled off her eyes and looked down at the child.

"Queen!?

"I want you to let me go."

Please, and the Siaries plead in a bitter tone. I guess I lost my strength rather than listening to that. Accelina, out of Assé's arms, climbed onto the Siaries. Keep looking back and staring at Mariage.

"Let's talk a little more about what you want us to do."

Mariage tells her quietly as she takes her angry gaze.

"There seems to be a lot of circumstances…. Yeah, I think you're gonna talk to me. You said you wanted to get along, right?

Siaries looked up to the ceiling, and I understood, and with a tiny voice I indicated my acceptance.

Accelina Valera Zemnam. Six for your year.

I heard that the queen of Zemnam lay down for a long time. If you ask me one day if I will replace you, I will be answered at the beginning of this year.

"I haven't even publicly notified them in the country. A lot...... I have a problem"

Siaries said so to the dies who moved the place upstairs to the bedroom and demanded an explanation.

Queen Accelina. The winner and Iswill are downstairs letting the assassins watch. The total number of people gathered here is five. Siaries, Mariage, Die, Alvina, and a woman who sleeps on the sleeping table.

"Not only is Sir Abascal and I claiming differently."

Die, who was listening beside Mariage sitting on a chair, expressed his speculation to the Siaries.

"Are you in conflict, including possibly about Queen Accelina?

"... Did I tell you why I was so sure with my uncle?

"Do you think that I and my National Chapter will not share information?

Mariage groans out-of-heart. Siaries immediately apologized.

"Excuse me."

I can't help but react to the Siaries. Her reactions shown are not uncommon even within Del Ligueiria. Apparently, everyone wants the makeup artist to be ignorant.

Die stopped hiding things from nature after he told Mariage about what happened with that man in Perfilia. Mariage has only always been the same. Thereafter, we make sure that we always share what happened while we were away. No matter how trivial.

"... What is the problem, is this the better reason?

"Die is... pretty sharp"

Siaries smiles bitterly at the die that shows a woman who keeps sleeping on the sleeping table.

"Is this you... Queen Accelina's hall of residence?

"Lady Atalaxia. I'll tell you what, I've been like this for years."

"You're not going to wake up?

"I wake up. However, it does not react outside. Always sleeping in a state of dreams and currents."

"For what reason?

Siaries laughs thinly at the mariage they pursue.

"Answer me and I will involve you in this situation.... Are you sure?

Mariage rubs her eyebrows. Die was groaning unexpectedly.

"You're about to get scolded later by Roddy."

"That's enough. I was expecting you.... Talk, all of it"

"If you eat poison, even a plate. My favor for Your Majesty is on my right shoulder."

"Favors are to be shown with attitude, Chancellor Calestia."

Siaries smiled. Let me do that, and we'll start talking ahead of time.

"Our country now publicly bears Lady Atalaxia as its national lord. But I have no sense that you have come to power. The royal family that was killed during the Zhu tsunami, just one survivor, when we helped him, the will of Atalaksia was already in the land of Maboboba."

They massacred their parents and sisters and brothers in front of them, and their family members, and themselves continued to be imprisoned and tortured physically and mentally. He said it was strange that he was alive.

"... wait a minute. You were already in this state when you rescued him, weren't you?... during the civil unrest that gave birth to Queen Accelia?

"After the end of the civil unrest. I was present at the birth."

"Wasn't the Royal Raid the beginning of Zhu's Tsunami?

The period when Atalaxia fell into the hands of the Royal Hostile was the early days of the Tsunami of Zhu. The civil unrest itself lasted a year and a half.

Where that means.

"Your Majesty's father rescued Atalaxia, a nobleman who died in the fold."

Perhaps everyone who was on the spot had a bitter, bitter look on their face.

I'm talking about a bad chest. We didn't want to hear it, even though we let the Siaries talk.

"If Master Atalaxia is a healthy winner, there was also a direction for abortion. But it wasn't possible."

"Because Master Atalaxia's life was at stake?

"Because it was life-threatening for the country"

Sirleys replied sighingly to Die's question.

"Our country has lost many nobles in relation to civil unrest. A man who can inherit the throne, to be precise. Zemnam has the right to inherit the throne within the third degree of kinship with the royal family, which can also be rolled over to the fifth degree of kinship in case of emergency. Normally, you can adopt them from an intermediate, lower house. However, in order to contain that civil unrest, the royal blood drawer had to reign as a flag, and because Atalaksia was in that state, he needed a princess to be his heir."

They didn't give me an abortion because they found out the magic judgment would give birth to a princess.

"Didn't Saia become queen, couldn't she?

Die threw his doubts at Siaries. It's not a lie that she calls Atalaxia a relative. The Callestia family is a superior nobleman who is often associated with the royal family, reports have been received from the civilians who have made them look into it.

Siaries smiled at Die.

"I can't conceive a child"

She said she lost it with a healthy walking ability.

"You can't king a woman who can't connect to the next generation. … now is not the time yet"

"So... how does Sir Abascal's conflict relate to the matter?

Mariage skips the question so as to pay for the sinking air.

Siaries answered with a reassuring look on his face.

"Uncle Abascal does not recognize Lady Accelia as queen"

"Because I don't know my father?

"Because the blood of the Maisemble public is thin.... Lady Atalaxia can be revealed in the Queen's direct line, but your father is not the Queen's rightful queen's mate. I'm your second husband."

There were more than one queen mate. The first was the son of the Maisemble Duke, but the second and third or less were domestic aristocrats.

"My uncle believes this continent will be another under the Virgin. I'm not going to say anything about my uncle's faith. but I still have trouble trying to bring that up in national politics. … you want to bisect the country again"

Siaries groan abominably. It was a rare attitude for her to float.

"Sir Abascal is... aiming for the life of Queen Accelia?

Siaries shakes his neck sideways at Mariage's inquiry.

"My uncle's aim is to cede the throne.... Uncle has a niece. Survival of the Maisemble superior aristocracy...... it is the sideline of the blood muscles of the Virgin. My uncle would like to tell His Majesty that he will give the throne to his uncle's niece."

Accelia is still young. I could take it in, and Avascal seemed to think.

So far, there are no signs of executing the Queen's murder. But there is no guarantee that it will not.

"I couldn't leave His Majesty out of my sight"

"I also remained anxious to take care of him in the museum.... So here?

"Only Lady Atalaxia.... I think it was bad for you, Die. My uncle who searches here mistakenly made me feel a little nasty."

That's why the other person didn't have ears to listen to even after he was captured, and Die was good at it.

"... So, what do we do now?

Alvina, who had previously refrained from doing so on the wall, raises her hand and pinches her mouth.

"I know why the die was attacked, and in the end, I wanted to protect the lady there about the borrowing line, which means it was the Prime Minister's instructions, right? But you know what, it's been a mess."

There are troublesome letters on Alvina's face.

"Today, I've corrected the line on the territory, so this one will be included in our country's lease."

"... it would be helpful if you could keep Master Atalaxia"

"Oh, Prime Minister. Are you sure you don't want to leave your loved ones with another country?

To Alvina's amusing inquiry, the Siaries had an extraordinary winning attitude.

"To be honest, removing it to the main building doesn't change the danger that much. It seems safer to keep it with you."

"Do we look so sweet?

"Your Majesty, who cares about the displaced, has a reputation for mercy outside the country."

Sirleys chuckles at the sighing mariage. Die stunned into it.

"Sire, that's not admirable."

"You're welcome."

He roughly closes the fan he was squatting on his knees, and Mariage rises out of his chair.

"Let's hear your wish"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Chancellor Siaries Calestia"

Mariage smiles.

That's a terrible laugh at all. Die dared not think about who she had learned it from.

Mariage asks Siaries.

"In return for getting along with you... today, you haven't, have you?