The Queen’s Cosmetician

Each of the eight countries participating in the meeting is given a subdued compartment on the left or right wing of the Palace of Scanagia, Jr. It's a waiting area for those who don't attend social meetings. Once the event of this meeting is over, dignitaries will stay here.

Alvina welcomed the die who brought the officials back.

"Welcome back. Come on. Come back soon, above all."

"Chan... don't say it in such a way that it's likely to cause problems"

"I was worried, Mr. Alvina."

Yuma showed up by pressing a trolley with a large tea bottle and multiple jars.

"I couldn't go with you this time. I'm gonna kick your ass."

"Really, I wanted to go. Wow.... there was a face I wanted to see."

Too bad the ban on entry, Alvina laughed. And let that hand play lightly over the head of the die, twice and three times.

"Good Luck"

"... thank you"

Die honestly expressed his gratitude for his hard work from Alvina.

Yuma and the women begin to distribute tea to everyone who returns. Die also put his mouth on the edge of the tea vessel he received. Exhale relieved at the taste you are used to.

Ask as Yuma offers a hand towel warmed in water.

"Are you really glad Die didn't go that way?

"I'm interested... It's not like I'm going."

The meeting of the queens takes place in the conference hall, further behind the Scarlet Hall.

Strict entry restrictions are imposed, with the queen, the prime minister and the national seal, and only one escort per person is allowed. Die had been allowed to participate in the discussion but declined.

It's not a place where political amateurs can talk, and if you're just interested, it's enough to read the minutes.

Besides, Die had a job to do.

Die asked one of the female officers.

"What's going on with the clothes?

"We have it in the back room"

"Lino, what's the tool?

"Give me the same room as your clothes."

"Let's touch a little bit of the waist area of His Majesty's clothing. Then the ornaments...... I'm going to change it because I was going to wear some fine workmanship designs. Let me see your spare."

If the talks are over, there will be a dinner party. Die was responsible for the clothing and decorations.

So far, Die has asked about the queens' hobbies. In the chatter during today's greeting, I also confirmed each cosmetic and ornamental item. We can give them a hit with the information they gather on what outfit they will appear at the dinner party.

Remember to pay tribute to each country while highlighting differences with others.

Incorporating traditional elements and aiming for novelty.

Something worthy of bearing the name of art.

Instructions were also given to Maurice in parallel.

"Please organize the stories collected in the hall. I'll look through you later. And Uber."

Maurice tells the civilians, and Uber tells the knights, each to hang a assembly.

Then, and Die raised his voice.

"Everyone attending the dinner party is invited to enter the support room as soon as the break is over. I see harmony with my companions and His Majesty."

The talks are scheduled for a total of one and a half minutes, with a break in between. Die and the women in the costume department need to finish preparing five sets in the meantime.

Die looked out the window as he led the woman out.

In the middle of a vast courtyard, you can see a circular building. It's a conference hall that uses glass for building materials, except skeletons. The colors of the sky and the flow of the clouds are reflected on the roofs fanned with countless plates of glass.

So Mariage was supposed to be fighting.

with the queens of other nations.

There was a conference hall in the dusk courtyard.

Enjoy the greenery and flowers over the walls, it is a bold circular conference room. Floor with long carpets with hairy feet. A huge round table and a chair according to the number of participants. The cube placed in the center of the table seems to be a tool to fly audio into the listening room. It is made of metal similar to brass. It is said that the minutes will also be drawn up. Magic equipment that can be used for a long time with a small amount of magic. Relics of the past that boasted high culture and technology. Someone whispered that it belonged to the Chamber of Commerce. Apparently, the reason the organization has the right to be heard is because of the reward for convenient tools.

The round table is dyed in the colours of each country, covered with silk with a national seal. The seating order was in line with the queen's years in office.

Don fans who count sixteen years in position at the bottom from the entrance. Around the right, Clan Hive in the twelfth year, Doppelgum in the ninth year, Perfilia in the sixth year, Zemnam in the worst half year. This was followed by Del Ligueiria in the second year and Zext in the seventh year. It is the last year Farrill in its tenth year.

Some of the participants protested about Ineka's years in office. Anyway, there was a queen in Clan Hive, etc., and it is water in her sleeping ear.

But no other Grand Duke Armaldi withdrew his criticism. Indeed, twelve years ago, as superintendents of the mayors, certain countries applied for the name of Ineka Ria-El.

(Twelve years…)

Mariage shrugged in her chest.

Same as Raina Lugrova's years in office. I hear Clan Hive became the body of what it is today, dominated by the city, after a coup d 'état around that time. It would have something to do with it.

Next to the queen's left, the prime minister and the national seal arrive. The escort stands by behind him. By the way, magicians can't be present. Even if he had been given a national chapter.

Two men from the Chamber of Commerce and Industry activate their magic equipment and leave the room. Two guards attach to the side of a closed door.

Knowing that everything was in order, Don Fan Queen Farine stood up.

She puts one hand on her chest and swears in a loud voice.

"Here we are, in the land of Maboba, watching over the children and swearing by the Virgin and God. Without falsely speaking from this, the covenant is fulfilled from this - bless us the Virgin and God."

"Bless you."

The chanting of all sounded harsh indoors.

Queen Don Fan, seated, well, tows in a casual tone.

"Shall we begin? At this time. Put your stamina aside." You hide the point of the conversation. "

"Say something nice, Mr. Speaker"

Juno shows his endorsement with his hands up.

Ineka does not admire his shattered tone. The same goes for Esmel Mayor Graham, who is present. One way or another, he has a verse he's giving up.

Fortuna sitting next to Clan Hive frowned.

"Juno, and that's good. No matter how much Queen Farine is allowed, shouldn't minimum courtesies be observed?

"That's good, don't be hard."

"You..."

"I wonder if this was a place to discuss manners."

Serenesti withholds Fortuna.

Queen Perfilia's expression is hard to read, covered in a veil. But his voice was cold.

"Assistant Juno. Remember, what you say and do shapes the assessment of the Lea-El auditor."

"As Her Majesty Queen Perfilia said"

and the Siaries agreed with Serenesty. She wishes on the queens in a play-handed tone.

"A lively debate is welcome, but when it's too intense, don't forget that my lord comes here"

Word butts are soft, but in short, Prime Minister Zemnam was advising you to behave as an example for children.

That too, Juno nods.

Fortuna didn't say anything, although it made her irritable.

Ladies and gentlemen, the materials at your disposal.

Don fan queen urges progress as chancellor. Everyone reached out on the table.

A total of ten documents spelled out the cover in engraved leather.

The first one bears the title of this meeting.

"Let's start by checking the purpose of the meeting....... Grand Duke Almaldi has proclaimed the end of the Maisemble and eighteen years are about to pass. At the time there were twenty-nine countries and seven autonomies. Now thirteen countries and one union, two autonomies. Of which, we are the only countries that have been able to respond to the call of this meeting. … the age of the Virgin's walking confusion is about to return"

The time when the Virgin Cynthia lived. And the nations, large and small, perished, and there was constant conflict among the people.

The king is dawning into battle and is impatient to rule. Eventually, due to its hardship, the throne is empty and delayed for enjoyment, and the national territory traces a path of devastation. The country thus fell in chains with one and another, and the map of the continent was repainted into a trekking lawless zone of luxury.

Until the Virgin Cynthia leads the battalion of knights Arnold and Yoshiyoshi and, with the help of King Scarlett, calms down the continent.

"Better told than told, it prevents the times from returning. And we gathered together in agreement with his will. Raise your hand if you think it's different."

All queens remain silent.

The Queen of Don Fans waited exactly for five calls to move on.

"Now before you think about specific measures, please describe the current situation in each country.... Can I ask you from Clan Hive?

Ineka agreed to the request and urged Graham with her eyes.

The mayor of the city of Esmel also sees Mariage for the first time.

Earlier this year, when I visited Clan Hive, I couldn't meet with him, even though he said he was giving me a heads-up. I was away from the City Hall in Esmel.

A squared face plugged into old age. The sagging had cast a shadow on the jaw and lower lid, but there was a stiff strong light in the pale tea eyes. He was a man who wouldn't hide his ambitious air.

exasperated, he said.

"The six cities of our clan don't think the beast is as dangerous as Her Majesty Queen Farine said. Iron and steel production is robust, shipments are on the right shoulder, and skirmishes in urban neighborhoods are on a scale that can be easily stabilized if soldiers are put out. Nevertheless, it is also true that there are indeed more small scale conflicts. Therefore, it is up to all of you to express your solidarity with Lea-El, who led us to another country, as to whether or not to help us in our country."

Basically, the situation in each country is summarised in the dossier at hand in simple terms. What Graham asked for is fleshing out to advance information. But his long mouth, no matter what he heard, was a provocation to another country.

"Uh, add a little"

Stand up while Juno speaks. Graham, seated incorrectly, stared abominably at Juno.

"Juno, what are you going to say"

"It's a supplement, isn't it? Don't make me say it again.... As this old man said, skirmishes are happening all over the country. The countryside is getting fucked, and then, the streets. I don't know if it feels normal to walk without security."

"The skirmishes, between the residents of the clan?

"A lot of things."

Juno answers the question of the Queen of Don Fans as he folds his fingers.

"There's a stream coming from the west, but the villagers are attacking. Some residents of the area are bumping into each other. I don't know what to be ashamed of in my body, but the street muscles are the ones that move around the village for food. Anything gets extra value because of that, and that's why it strikes another place that's full of food. It's a vicious cycle."

"How do you suppose the measures are?

"It varies from mayor to mayor, but I wonder if the most common will be repressed by soldiers. But I'm poor, I'm a mayor, I'm not a trader, and I wanted to hear the opinions of other great men, Ineka."

After I cut the word, oh, you know what jiri poverty is? And, Juno asks the queens in the face.

"... ok. Let's move on."

The queen of Don fans turned her attention to Doppelgum. The announcement is apparently seated.

An old man with a magnificent body lifts his hips with a good and hanging voice.

Chancellor Guzavier slowly thanked him and then looked over at them together.

"Then Doppelgum will explain more than I do.... As for the security aspect, I don't remember being so anxious. This must be due to geopolitical influence."

As the inscription "Cui of the Abyss" suggests, much of Doppelgum's national territory is occupied by deep forests. And it's not just a forest. It is a forest closed by deep mist, where demons are thick and lose sight of time and direction. Even locals don't step off the path they've decided to take and step in cheaply.

This forest is holding back the entry of people from outside the country. The burden of border security also seems to be lightening.

"Other issues are described in the dossier. but I am particularly concerned about magic tools..."

Sorcerers declined dramatically after the collapse of the Maisemble, but they rarely found it inconvenient in their daily lives. Because there were many tools that planted the procedure.

But over the years, they also need to be adjusted. Among other things, the real ones are light sources and warm heat. In Doppelgum, where sunshine is inhibited by the forest canopy, he relied on sorcery for the light he needed to farm, and warm heat is a must to survive a cold winter. Heating, as well as preventing water from freezing. Such things become impossible.

"We supply attractive stones, we send our surgeons, we get nothing, but it will be difficult in the future. The charismatic stone is not inexhaustible. Even if it was my country. … demand from other countries is growing."

The attractive stone needs to be machined. Alvina, wow, they're gonna burn the surgery. The logs themselves are valuable. It is not something that can be produced in bulk.

Mariage recalled the tannery in the back town. of the waterways washing leather, that awful stench. I won't forget it now. The result is that the filtration and odor-proof procedures are no longer adjusted.

And the Mizweeri water supply thing. The water supply in the servants' building was just a decoration until Alvina arrived. Such a situation can also be a noble house.

Tools with crazy surgical ceremonies are useless long objects. People have to rely on primitive methods, like setting fire to firewood.

How much burden it places on people.

I guess this is also one of those things that causes the devastation of the people.

Ditrout rises, signaling Guzavier's seat.

"I will tell you about the situation in Perfilia"

A low, core voice went through the venue.

"Security and surgical relations issues are similarly seen in our country, but explanations will be discounted. Details are available in the dossier. Check it out there."

Mariage paged the dossier. It was written down what DiTrout said.

The point of using soldiers to crack down on conflicts is similar to Clan Hive. However, the encouragement of the establishment of vigilante organizations and their subsidies are also implemented in parallel.

In the surgical adjustment of tools and equipment, the opposite is true of Doppelgum's strategy. Perfilia has not dispatched any surgeons, nor does she make up for it with a charismatic stone. It is said to be promoting the introduction of technologies that do not use witchcraft at all, brought from the North Continent.

"The issue that seems unique to our country is the return of the displaced."

Dietraut cut the story off when everyone finished their first reading of the material.

"These are former nobles who had fled to other continents, especially the north. I don't care if you just go home, but their relatives… there are frequent moves to impose heavy taxes on the inhabitants in order to ask the local marquis for high treatment protection and the recipient to cover the funds."

It stipulates, of course, that tax rates should not be changed recklessly.

but the Hordes collect using aliases such as a stop at the church. That oppresses Shirai's life. It is also the result of shredding loyalty from them to the center.

The Siaries raised their fingers and expressed their willingness to speak.

"Excuse me, Chancellor Yerni. Can't we assign positions to displaced persons?

"I will use my good offices if I have the ability, but most of those who have returned are those who were unable to stand up in their places of refuge. I can't do much. … you will also want to reject them."

"I see. Blood inhibits it,"

That's nasty, that, and the Sirleys are all alone. Everyone else seems to be good at it.

Only Mariaj has misunderstood the words of Prime Minister Zemnam.

(... What do you mean?

Mariage looked sideways at Rodimus.

Rodimus notices his gaze and shakes his head sideways. He didn't seem to grasp it again either.