The Queen’s Cosmetician

My daughter's voice mixed with the festivities in the elegant examination played by the orchestra.

"Dear DiTrout,"

Stop your legs from leaving the hall and DiTrout looks back.

A gorgeous daughter stood on her back with a brilliant feast.

"Mayor Lugrois. What can I do for you?

"Rayna, you've gone away on your way to talk to me, haven't you? I'm here to apologize."

"Be polite."

My daughter, who walks up to Ditrout early, doesn't seem to have come just to apologize.

DiTrout instructed the escorts to go ahead with their jaws.

Zeno on the guide's face also chases him away and reaches out to Raina. Rayna smiled flashly, wrapping her arms around DiTrout's left arm.

Walk out in full stride.

Raina whispered.

"Think about what you just said. Graham's uncle is connected to you. I want to take care of it."

"Bullshit. You must be the one driving Graham Esmel."

"Oh, no. Raina doesn't have the power to move your uncle. Your uncle is very energetic these days."

Thanks to you, and, Rayna smiled.

"Hey, Master DiTrout. I think Rayna can give you what you want. It's very nice, don't you think?

"Let's say I marry you"

Her suggestion, that's the story.

Ditrout Yerni is still unable to find the right companion.

That is also the emergence of the biggest problem that Perfilia has.

"So... what do you get?

Plug into the divide, stop and untie your arms.

"Rayna's got a lot to gain."

And she said.

"First...... you"

Rayna's fingertips stroke DiTrout's left chest.

"Rayna, I like a beautiful one. If you were my husband, Rayna, you'd be very happy."

"It's an honor.... and?

"I won't think of it any time soon. A lot."

"What are you going to do about the city of Lugrois?

"I'm sure I can take much more care of it now. Because Raina will be the wife of the prime minister of a great power."

"Hopefully."

"Really... well, think about it"

Ditrout left beside Raina. Zeno, who was ahead of us on the road, is waiting.

Raina caught up with the escort woman, too.

Your Majesty will think of me.

Rayna seems dissatisfied with DiTrout's answer.

She sees ditlout in the eyes of pity.

"I can't believe you can't decide about yourself. Serving the king is very unfortunate."

DiTrout turned his grin to Raina.

"It's a very happy thing to do - to set a king."

After breaking up with the Serenesties, the queen was in such a bad mood.

"Be gentle... which mouth says"

"Your Majesty, you can hear me around you."

Shut up. I'm in a bad mood right now.

"It's always bad, isn't it? Don't slap me with a fan."

If the die pointy his mouth and complains, Mariage snorts angrily.

Die is getting worried the other way around.

"Sire, are you all right?

"What is it? Nothing. I'm not going down."

"That's not what I meant..."

Aren't you overminded? People can be rude if it stays that way.

(What shall we do...)

A bright call sounded under the die rubbing his chi.

"Die! Mariage!

The young queen and the prime minister appeared in her eyes, rushing lightly towards the Dies. Of course Iswill is walking with the rest.

"Her Majesty Queen Accelina, Saia"

"Your Majesty the Queen of Mariage, I know what you're saying. Hey, Die. Sir Tedius. It's finally the real deal, it's nice to see you again today."

To Siaries' greeting, which left him out of his temper, Die felt his shoulder strength fall out more and more.

"Maria, Maria"

Accelina pulls Mariage's hand. She insisted uplifting her whole cheek.

"This is my first day, Kagi. Good luck with that."

Mariage drops her hips and holds Accelina's hand.

Die's master teased Accelina with no more seriousness.

"Fine, Accelina. You grow up straight."

"Ugh, um?

"Okay?

"Uhm......"

Siaries laughs, returns to his true face and asks Die.

"It's funny... is something wrong?

"I will remain silent."

Die shrugged his shoulders and answered.

I didn't want to talk about the hardships involved in the farce.

Saia said, leaking a sneak laugh.

"I can somehow imagine... I wish I'd stayed with you."

"Does Chancellor Calestia know you all?

"Yep. I haven't seen you since the last time I saw you."

With the exception of Don Fan, Zext and Farrill, who even have acquaintances to their terminal officials, Mayor Lugrois, Queen Doppelgham and the Chancellor, Queen Perfilia and the Chancellor.

Sairys replied Rodimus, almost face-to-face with the key points.

"Sir Yerni and I were in charge of the prime minister. We were close to each other. It's been about six years...... It must have been a long time since the colored man came up."

"Haven't they met yet?

"I don't see it in the hall."

The Siaries ran their gaze around them.

Several dignitaries have left the room after finishing their greeting rounds.

"Apparently I missed the time. You'll be back soon."

"Sire is a late appearance, isn't it? You're here now, aren't you?

"I was going to the pale red side to show my face first. I can't bring His Majesty there, and I can't have His Majesty alone here."

The Siaries responded by turning from Rodimus to Die.

This socialization is the first stage for Accelina. He doesn't feel comfortable being an assistant only to a civilian.

"Ardam is here in pale red"

"Mr. Auslund? On behalf of the Chamber of Commerce?

The Siaries agreed to Die's inquiry.

"Southern. He was also drawn to the representatives of the North. It's more interesting than the exploration of the belly here. Everybody's pushy, so you'd better take a good escort."

Especially in your case, and, teased, Die moaned low, as he became tannic.

After breaking up with Zemnam's lord, Die also decided to follow Siaries' recommendation and go to the pale red hall.

Mariage was called by the Queen of Zexts to take a seat of welcome. I could have been present, but I didn't think it would hurt to show my face to him more than being an acquaintance with Ardam.

Take Randy, Uber and one civilian out of the pale red hall.

Die asked Rodimus.

"Leaving Master Mariage alone, will you be all right?

Rodimus should originally be attached to Mariage. But he insisted, taking his own escort, walking with the die down the brilliant, lighted corridor.

"It's okay, I can't say..."

Show me the sleigh that guides Mariage, says Rodimus.

"As long as I hear about this while I'm away, I feel better leaving you alone."

"I can't argue......"

The encounter rate of the crisis.

I sink myself.

"Ass's pretty depressed."

"Ass? I don't think you need to worry about it."

I am aware that Assé has been depressed since he was captured by Herald Abascal.

But that is force majeure. Many were passive. There was no way to cut through the assay alone.

Yes, I've told you many times.

"Sometimes there's nothing I can do. Why don't you tell me from Roddy?"

"I told you. I guess I still care. He's a knight. Something I tried to protect took it away from me. Even helplessness annoys me."

Assé may have felt that he had been hurt by the pride of the knight.

"I guess it's a good idea for you to be thorough on the back..."

"You know I can't do that, right? The evaluation of the holding of the national chapter is also that of the Queen as it is. I've made up my mind - I'll make Mariage my true queen."

Whether you abandon your hold as a makeup artist or whatever you use.

Mariage.

So Die can't just block his ears to criticism and make a face.

"Or do you think I should return to the national chapter? Would I not despise His Majesty if I were merely beside him?"

"You can't do that."

Deny it like Rodimus panicked.

"You are a necessary man to His Majesty.... In order for a makeup artist to serve near the queen, he needs the weight of a national chapter, Die."

"I know. Don't take it seriously."

Die smiled at Rodimus.

"That's nasty. Along with one, he said," Keep staying. "

The pale red hall that arrived was as large as scarlet's.

There are also many people to gather. The vast majority will be representatives of the Community and of the Chamber of Commerce, but the faces seen in the Scarlet Hall are also visible. Their servants, who were interested in standing talked, were walking around the silver pot with the wine on it with one hand.

Ardam Auslund was quickly found. He was colluding with several people, admitting he looked like a die or no, and walked over to the die early enough.

"Dear Setra, I didn't know you'd be here."

"Saia told me you were here."

Adam glances and then breaks his face.

"You came all this way to see me? That would be an honor. That's right. Dadan's here too."

"Huh? Dadan did?

"Oh, Die."

A well-heard voice calls for a die around the time.

Dadan, with an elderly man, stood with his booze in one hand, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Call me Master Setra. I don't know who's listening."

"Oh, bad. Master Setra and... you're out of time, Prime Minister Tedius."

Rodimus laughs bitterly at Dadan for his praise. He shrugged modestly, sounding like a breath disaster and above all.

"I didn't expect to even meet Dadan. Mr. Auslund took you?

"With Ardam, that's Bevel. … Introduce"

Dadan gently pulled himself back and indicated the man standing next to him.

He's a big man who used to burn in the day. Often burnt skin in the day. He covers his shaved head and half his face with an embroidered cloth. The wrinkles engraved on his eyeballs were deep, and his dark colored eyes saw calm. There's something powerful all over the place that makes you think you've dived through a number of dead lines.

Dadan says.

"It's Bevel Ottoman. It brings together the north of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry. Bevel, this is the great Del Ligueiria and His Excellency the Chancellor."

"Die."

Die asked Bevel to shake his hand. The man slowly holds his hand back.

"Do you have a national chapter?"

Running a quick glance at Die's clothing, Bevel said.

"It's an honor to meet you. My name is Bevel Ottoman and I have it for you."

"Bevel runs an inn in the king's capital of Perfilia. A year ago I took care of a lot of things."

"Ah......"

Die nodded at Dadan's words that made him contain.

During a tribute visit to Perfilia. When saving the mariages who were incarcerated in the royal castle, it seemed that Dadan was asking for help from the king's capital's acquaintance. Looks like Bevel was the opponent.

"Welcome. It's good to see you."

I'd like to show my gratitude, but I don't know how far Ardam is going through the situation.

Die retained it only to show the joy of seeing him.

Dadan said, showing his laid back face.

"I've been drawn to these two. I can help you with chores."

"Is Dadan actually amazing? He said he was close enough to be summoned by one of the great members of the association."

"You used to just go around the continent with me for a little while."

"Uh, maybe Mr. Ottoman, too, Mr. Fabian's friend?

"You're an old buddy."

Bevel cares lightly.

So these three are useful actors in the founding of Doppelgum.

Bevel laughs bitterly at the die who sees the situation and is silent.

"Well, I'm free to do it. I haven't seen Luna since she broke up with me."

"Are you in Perfilia?

Just like Ardam is connected to the Siaries.

Bevel shook her head to the side.

"I've never been in exceptional contact. If you come as a customer, we will treat you quite well. The same goes for the Lunas. I can't send you a letter after we split up."

Apparently Fabian just showed his face a long time ago last year. It was a slightly outrageous tone.

"It's better than the one who rubbed his mind in life and death for so long."

"Let it go. I was too busy to get around to it."

Dadan, who was dried, pleads against Bevel on the tannic side.

Or was life and death unknown for a long time?

This guy who's out everywhere.

"The Lunas are similar anyway. Exchangers are the damn busy ones. Right, Die?"

"Right."

Die affirmed with a laugh.

I don't try to change my attitude to Die even though Adam pointed me out. He is the same man.

"Mr. Ottoman"

Several men and women spoke to the Bevels as if they had anticipated a division of the conversation. He seems reluctant to demand mediation.

Die nods back in affirmation to Bevel for permission with his eyes.

Thereafter, Die became engaged in socializing in the pale red hall.

Bevel and Ardam took turns for the guide. Not all of the eleven communities, but it seems to me that a considerable number of people have connected their faces. After all, Bevel told northern humans, Ardam had a good face in the south, and he understood the current situation well.

When Die praised that point, Ardam seemed dazzling.

"It must be a business pattern. … to move the merchants, you must also know the current situation of the people."

"My place is Inn, right? All sorts of stories come down."

Bevel also explained.

"My country has somehow become a nation contending for continents one or two. It may not be funny to you, but I think there's something to be praised for, Your Majesty the Queen and His Lordship the Chancellor's siblings."

Without you two, the north would have been more confused.

After two representatives of a certain community in the north left under the die, Bevel credited the Yerni brothers and sisters with doing so.

Its representatives were the top nobles of the country annexed to Perfilia in the early days of Serenesti's reign. They're turning people around looking to rebuild the country. They left wishing for restraint in the country to die.

"Even though Perfilia invaded their country?

"Exactly, but there are more attractions than the ones who seek the glory of the past and make you grudge all the time. That's the story. I hope you don't mind the war."

Bevel looks over at those gathered in the hall.

"It feels like you're half the one here looking for the future and the past. Someone from Clan Hive who planned it is quite a hobby."

"Don't spare anything that passes. Then this land will not be a true prison."

Ardam chants with a tall glass full of booze.

"At least everyone in Scarlet Hall seems to want a future more than in the past. Including Master Setra. I am fortunate to have had the opportunity to listen to it."

"I'm just scratching my feet 'cause I got stuck in the vortex. You've got a bad taste, Ardam."

Dadan groans Ardam half-eyed.

"You'll pay for that one of these days."

"I'm not looking high."

"Well. But don't say that to Die."

Dry the contents of the cup. Dadan looks at the die one by one.

"- Are you all right?

It sounded enclosed in every sense.

It's okay, Die replied.

It's time for a civilian to slap his ear in the die.

Neither can activities in the Scarlet Hall. Using the three Dadans as your guide, Rodimus had already quit the scene, but it meant that the die should also go back.

"Then I'll be around..."

A shadow of man hangs on the die who thanked the three of them and tried to resign.

Die raised his face.

A Doppelgum mage stood.

Eugrid Seyce.

He said in a pale voice.

"Hello, guys. Come along."