The Queen’s Cosmetician

Die breathed and confronted the man who showed up.

"Sir Abascal. Do you have any idea where we are?

"I'll give you both back"

Apparently, Herald Abascal doesn't have the intention of answering Die's question.

He moaned to throw away the die.

"I didn't liberate you then... I thought it was insane to give the female officer a national chapter, but was it my niece's child from the beginning?"

"I just met with Chancellor Calestia the other day."

"Looks like Ardam's biting one."

"... Alvey, I can't get through the conversation"

Regardless of the fact that I have been overlooked, I am frustrated by the lack of communication.

If Die groaned quietly, Alvina came up with a voice that seemed a little less troubled.

"It's a hassle. Are we gonna do this now?

"What are you doing now, what? Just a little more, please wait."

Die's information was limited to those from Siaries. I wanted to hear what Herald had to say.

Die chose the words of the question as he suffered a headache.

"Huh... What does it mean to return the Accelinas? We have received a request from the Prime Minister of your country to keep these two."

"My niece is what bows to our country. Sometimes I abducted His Majesty and even found out about my daughter, Axelina."

"... Lord Abascal said that Lady Atalaksia was the Queen of Zemnam?

"Exactly"

(You're not eating the same story as Sire...)

Because it's conflicting, I thought there was a difference in the story. I didn't even know the Queen was different in terms of who she was.

Die creased between his eyebrows.

"Chancellor Calestia has told us that there was a concession earlier this year, and it seems that Mr. Accelina herself has a sense of being a national lord"

"It is the delusion of my niece. Master Accelina is still young and doesn't understand the situation."

"I am the king!

Accelina broke into the conversation between Herald and Die.

I pissed off my shoulder. I scream at her for making me tickle.

"The queen is me! Don't be unsolicited, Herald!

"Dear Accelina, You may say so in front of us. This boy is an official of another country. Please refrain from making confusing statements about other countries."

"Herald......!

"Dear Accelina, We're going back to the hall. Would you like to annoy them?

"Would you not use one on your own for threatening material, Sir Abascal"

Die complained by holding down Accelina's shoulder, which was about to follow the herald.

"I'm not giving you two away. If Chancellor Kalestia wants it, he will."

"If you think about your country, turn you both in immediately. Or do you abandon your country and leave it to the Siaries?"

"It's a lot to be mistaken. Come on, so I'll correct you, but my king is Mariage Mizwieri Delligeiria, just one of you. I have absolutely no intention of turning to Chancellor Calestia. I give priority to the Prime Minister's instructions because she is the only Zemnam Prime Minister recognized by countries like Don Fan and a number of organizations, and you are nothing but an official to follow under it."

A familiar man shows up behind a facial herald. Soldier with the eyes of a ship. Did you say Nacio?

He reported to the Herald.

"I let the soldiers go."

"incompetence."

"I'm sorry. There are limits to pursuing."

"... he doesn't live up to expectations either. You too, Octo."

"Dear Herald..."

The woman, who remained crumbled to the floor, had a blue face. She points and screams at Alvina.

"This woman is a magician, Master Herald! You should be in custody, Nacio! It's dangerous! This woman, peel off my topcoat...!

"There is no magician in this world who can peel off the topcoat. Not only did you act out of shape, but you fooled me?

Herald seeped his disgust and threw his words away at the woman.

I see. Uncoating seems to be an unlikely procedure, rather than a rare one.

"Anyway... why don't you turn in Chancellor Calestia to discuss it? It could be a matter of national traffic."

"You don't have to."

You need to.

The voice that denied the broken herald belonged to the Siaries.

Herald and Nacio give a surprise look, all aligned and looking behind them.

Using Iswill as the lead, he climbed the stairs with the aid of a woman's squire, he could see the Siaries.

Siaries climbed up the stairs and looked over the shoulder of the herald at the die.

"You're safe and relieved, Die."

"Don't be relieved yet in this situation"

Nacio is pulling his sword out of his sheath, and Iswill hasn't broken his battle posture. Alvina next door to the die is natural, but she seems to be looking out for her surroundings without fail.

"Are the Yumas safe?

"She's the one who informed the main building of the emergency. Your escort is safe. I'm in the middle of reporting it to His Majesty downstairs."

"Your Majesty...... is Master Mariage here too!?

Die wanted to hold his head. I would have liked Mariaj to have waited very long for the report in the hall.

"Your queen can't stand still, revealed in her nature."

Sounding hilarious, Siaries said to Die, shooting the heralds with cold eyes after a beat.

"Well, you've done a hell of a job, Uncle."

"From me, you're doing so much more than you are."

Herald groaned as he glanced back at the Siaries.

"I didn't expect you to keep your majesty in another country... you traitor"

"Which one! I didn't think you were a fool to lead a soldier here."

"To save Your Majesty."

"Let's not be paranoid, Herald Abascal."

"You're the one who turns around. Your status is only because it has been proclaimed by God. Yet you take the Virgin lightly and do nothing but disobey God. Your deeds destroy the country.... like King Ashburn!

I also know Ashburn's name is Die. It is the last lord of the Devil's Principality.

Against the will of God that the Lord should be a woman, the eldest son of the Maisemble Duke, who took the throne of the Queen. He invited The Witch of Doom to the country to put an end to its history.

"The country needs orthodox blood muscles. Unfortunately, that's not enough for Princess Accelina."

"Her Majesty the Queen of Accelina has what she needs more than the blood of the Virgin."

Siaries insists resolutely on Herald.

"What we need right now in our country is solid independence. National power that just won't be drawn to the demise of another country. The only royal family in my country that symbolizes it. Her Majesty the Queen of Accelina will inherit the blood of the throne."

Feeling Accelina's shoulder tremble over her palm, Die looked down at her.

Accelina was gripping her fist hard and staring at the Chancellor and his uncle.

"Me and I are one of the Church's people. I do not take the Lord God and the Virgin lightly."

Sirleys tells in a low voice.

"I just don't need the blood intensity of the Virgin in my country right now. If we ask for all that and take the princess from Maisemble to the throne here... we will bring the ghosts who live in Little Scanagia into the country"

Survival of the Maisemble aristocracy dwells in Little Scanagia.

Old nobles who should also be called living corpses, who give thought to the glory of the past and smoke dissatisfaction with the status quo.

Sirleys get furious.

"You're going to make Zemnam their nest! You want to evoke the tragedy of blood again!

"I won't let that happen."

Herald rebutted low and turned to Accelina.

"At the end of the year, it's better to wear the lord of the kingdom. Let's wreak havoc on the country.... If you bear the country to it, you won't be able to be beside my mother. Is it hard for a princess to show her mother's thoughts?"

"I..."

Accelina pushes silence on the idea.

The voice Herald hung on her was gentle.

"Princess, you are well thought out. The Chancellor wants you to carry unnecessary heavy stones. The throne will make you and your country unhappy."

"Sire, do not listen to the words of the Herald"

The two subordinate planks, Accelina, are shaking with a bite off her lower lip.

It's a difficult problem.

Accelina herself, the Chancellor would have urged her to take the throne on a huge side. I don't think Accelina understood all the responsibilities.

Die, who was watching things sideways, poked one knee beside her.

"Let's not think deeply, Your Majesty"

Slap gently on the queen's shoulder, Die whispers to her.

"Decide whether you want to be the queen or not."

- Die's master, Mariaj Mizweeri, initially stated that he did not want to be a queen or anything else.

Still, she is still the queen. I'm doing everything I can to be. The surroundings support it.

Because she decided to stay on the queen's throne.

"Ignore what Saia and Sir Abascal have to say. Those two are just waving their logic. It's up to you to decide. You don't have to think about the rest."

At the end of the day, there will be people who supported Accelina's choice.

Die urged Accelina again.

"Decide. If you can't, either way, the Queen's load will be heavy."

I am the queen.

Accelina declares to Herald.

It remained trembling, but it was a core voice.

"Saia said that one like your mother would create a country without her. Because I told Saia to do so. I am the queen. I will always be the queen. Herald."

"-Die!"

Alvina issued a warning and jumped with the die in her arms.

Herald takes a step in the flowing vision and wields a dagger.

Its cutting-edge is geared towards the leftover accelina.

She remains rigid. Siaries can't move either - she can't move.

"Go!

Overlapping with the cry of the die, the sound of treading on the treadmill sounded.

Iswill slipped through Nacio's side, ripping Herald's back with his gain. Blood drags its tail all the way through the universe.

Herald took off his dagger and collapsed on the spot as he roared.

"Ahhhhh!!!

Nacio glances at his husband and pounds his tongue.

But I never showed how to help. Turning his back on his husband, he puts a dagger through the Siaries.

Taking the blade down from his left arm, Zemnam's prime minister laughed at the mockery.

Nacio's sword eats into Siaries' arms and shows no sign of falling out.

I can't get zero blood.

"Uncle, the stuffing has been sweet for a long time."

Siaries swings the slender sword out of his wand up.

A strip of silver runs diagonally across Nacio's face.

There was a scream for two indoors.

"Haaaaaaaa!!

Die looked back as Alvina held him.

A pillar of light stands beside Mother Wang's bedroom. There was a figure in it. The shadow that twisted itself to dance disappeared with the convergence of the pillars of light.

Except for Mother Wang, who stares into the void with a laugh.

Herald, the child's sorcerer's woman, no one.

He's gone.

Disappears without even a single dust. Feeling something cold in his spine, Die looked at his friend's magician. She smiled at the die and stood up. At the end of that gaze, the herald lay on the floor and exhaled roughly.

Die lifted his hips and walked over to Accelina.

"Are you all right, Your Majesty..."

Accelina does not answer.

Die took her hand. My tiny hands were like ice.

"... you flattered me."

Die raised his face to the voice of a master of mixed bitterness.

A mariage with the knights stood behind the Siaries.

"... I'm sorry. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"... it's okay, you"

"Yeah, I am. Because I'm a prosthetic."

Siaries pulls out Nacio's sword and waves to Mariage to show it.

"Your makeup artist is safe, too. I'm so sorry I got involved."

"She's in danger. She's in good shape."

"Yep... That's not how I say it..."

That's a lot of rhetoric. Die felt more tired.

"Ugh... Gu..."

Herald's groan pulls back the tension he's about to lose. He was stretching his hands wet in blood, to Accelina.

"I don't want to..."

"Ask Your Majesty for help after this."

The Siaries stare at the Herald. Spilling momentum.

"What do you want to do? Maybe we should help."

Alvina standing over the head of the herald puts on her little neck.

Sirleys sounded stunned and mouthed the question.

"Can you help? Now?"

"Hmm, now."

Alvina waves her fingers like a conductor. The hole in my prosthetic hand blocks me while I see it.

Siaries' complexion changed.

Alvina remains with a soft smile.

"Die and Maria... Ju, of Her Majesty the Queen, if it is in your interest? What does Queen Accelina want to do?

"What about me?

Accelina, suddenly pointed at the spearhead of the story, looked frightened.

Alvina takes the lead.

"That's right.... This is your subordinate, isn't it? Help or not?

"Alvina...... you were. Such to Your Majesty."

"I won't spoil you, Prime Minister."

Alvina scolded the Siaries cold.

"You will bear the lives of all the people of your country. You can't even decide the end of one life. What are you gonna do?... If you want to help, ask Queen Mariage. If the queen I serve gives her royal life, I will help her."

Accelina compares the faces of Alvina and Herald. A patrol was seen there.

Herald threw up blood bubbles with you.

Pupils open up - …….

"Oh, no."

Alvina said.

"I can't help you anymore..."

Herald Abascal traveled to the land of Maburoba.

A painful silence spreads indoors.

Like blood all over the floor.

- Three days from the death of Herald Abascal.

Rodimus arrived in Scanagia, Jr.

That, the next morning.

"I don't know how to get into what..."

"That was terrible."

Mariage stared at her Prime Minister and exhaled.

Hearing jewelry while away, he holds his head on the chair.

"You turned your mind and sent me off to one toe. It wasn't a vacation."

"I didn't think you were taking your time because of your temper! But I didn't know you were caught up in the Zemnam house commotion, just on the diagonal of expectations!!

"I didn't think this was gonna happen to me either."

"I'm too anxious to get ahead even though the production is coming up"

"Get your stomach medicine ready."

"Can you keep it in a situation that can be managed with stomach medication?"

I have no sympathy for Rodimus. I want you to work the other way around.

With the Consultant Chancellor absent, I had to deal with the situation, I want you to be this one too.

"So can I move the die alone?

"You can't just not move it."

There is no benefit in sparing the National Chapter to socialize. Die is inefficient with Mariage all the time, but so far there has been anxiety due to lack of personnel to act alone.

The Rodimas arrived later, and there was room for the number of knights and civilians.

Today's die is going to the Palace of Scanagia, Jr.

"Mostly, because I'm trying not to move it and this is it.... I've got the most watchmen on me."

With Randy's Alvina in Ubert on Ass. Five civilians are headed by Maurice. There are three female officers below Yuma and Lino. If anything happens with this, I'll have to laugh already.

Rodimus groans in deep sighs.

"Whatever it is...... I'm so glad it didn't develop into a national transportation issue"

"On the other hand, I made a lot of loans."

Mariage shrugged looking up at the ceiling.

Thanks to all the trouble involved, preparations under the Continental Conference went considerably further. I sold my face to people, and I got a lot of information from different countries. I also hoped for support when proposing the issue of displaced persons.

Is it difficult to ask what that makeup artist brings in?

Or.