The Queen’s Cosmetician

Die asked as he chased Leonidas early through the hallway.

"Wasn't it the people in town who beeped it up?

They're amateurs where a lot of people pushed them to the fort with their weapons. There is no way that a soldier in his position who spends his days training would delay the UAE crowd.

But the Leonidas' flag color looks bad.

They were obviously dealing with many of their peers.

"Among the soldiers... were there many allies of the people in town?

"Not much, but it's a range of expectations. Those people were watching, and they were immediately held up. … a group of mercenaries seems to be lending a hand"

"Mercenary"

"Unfortunately, there are many knights and soldiers who have lost their employers in this world."

"It's okay...... what?

Yuma asks anxiously as she walks next to the die.

Leonidas smiled.

"The other Knights are on their way here. We'll be there by dawn."

He cut the words and stopped, pushing open the door that seemed sturdy.

It's a big space. I'm digging down the floor and putting a height on the ceiling. Front left and right were all shelves, and were worn everywhere. Crates are also scattered. However, there are no contents.

Everywhere is empty.

"It's an arsenal. This is currently the safest one. Be sure to lock it because it will be locked from the inside. Please change and wait until we pick you up again."

His men showed up appropriately and offered him clothes, blankets and water bags.

Die takes it together for both of us. Then, Leonidas prayed and left with his soldiers.

Die pulled Yuma's hand and entered the arsenal. Close the door, lock it as you can tell, and go down the stairs.

I felt discomfort in my ankle when I gently stepped on it.

(Well... you get about injured...)

Instead, you'd just be lucky to have no noticeable injuries. Maybe because of Alvina's protection.

"Yuma...... let's just get dressed"

"... yeah"

My whole body is muddy. Underwear is a lot wet. I catch a cold as it is.

Relatively clean areas were searched for from the stripped clothes and dampened with clean water. Get naked and cleanse your body.

Arms and legs are everywhere.

(... all over my body, it's starting to hurt...)

Die sighed and wore the prepared change of clothes. A man's plain clothes. It could be someone's personal belongings.

Fold back the excess sleeves and fold up the hem. The wet shoes were packed with a dry cloth. You should inhale some water.

"Die...... what am I supposed to do with this?

He doesn't know how to fasten it, although he put his sleeve through the man's clothes. Die faced Yuma with a troubled face.

Thread the string through the hole.

Die asked as he tied.

"Everyone I was with... are you okay?

"Yeah.... I could shake it off somehow.... properly, I think I followed His Majesty"

Die exhaled in relief. I heard the ladies scream, so I was wondering if they were cheap.

"Did Yuma also fall?

"No, I'm not. Because the die... was falling."

She said she jumped out of the carriage.

Die groans suddenly.

"How impotent. Why?"

"You're determined because you were worried!

Yuma, who roughed her voice, closes her eyes firmly.

Her tears poured from the way she was.

"It's not the Die who's unscrupulous"

Yuma complains as she squeaks up.

"Um, even then, I can't believe I jumped on a spear...!

"... if you think Your Majesty is in danger, follow"

"Idiot! It's not with you! What will you do if you die! Who will support His Majesty?

"It's... there's everybody here."

I will be disposed of by Rodimus sooner or later if I become only a dangerous molecule.

If Mariage wants makeup, she just needs to find a skilled artisan.

Yuma waves up her hand.

A flat hand hit Die in the cheek.

"Come on......!

Yuma raised her screaming voice and collapsed on the spot.

Die poked his knee beside Yuma.

"... Yuma"

"Why... why are you saying it like there are so many replacements for you! There's no substitute for a die!

"That's not..."

"No makeup...... what would change with a woman's job"

"I always remember Liv when I look at you"

"How come you're alive?... not Emr '

I always do.

Somebody else.

I tend to hesitate to touch Yuma's shoulder.

"... there isn't, Yuma"

"I do!

Yuma jumped up and shook off Die's hand.

"Give me a hundred steps! Even if someone serves as a replacement for the die! I don't want to! If the die dies, I don't like it!... How can I say things like I can die...!

Yuma wraps around the neck of the die. I took that body, and Die poked me in the ass cake.

Crying she was hot.

And a slapped cheek.

It was wet with scorching heat.

Sip your nose and Yuma wakes your body up.

She shrugged as she leaned down.

"Already... all the time... Die, it's not okay, but it's okay... and all the while... things have been going wrong... because I'm not feeling well..."

When the first tide arrived during the Continental Conference, the die lay down in heat for three days and three nights. I still have slight fever as usual. Yuma knows that.

"If you hurt yourself, you can't. Me, Lino, Alvina, or... Your Majesty, if Die wasn't happy, I wouldn't like it."

"But I am"

"You can't forgive yourself, for whatever reason, for unhappiness. Don't take yourself lightly. For us... Your Majesty, the die is an irreplaceable, truly important one.... you know..."

"... excuse me"

Die groaned. I couldn't find any words besides apologizing.

Yuma wraps Die's hand with hers.

Dirty in mud - but it was a soft, warm hand.

"Die is... Your Majesty's, you're a loyal minister. You're the queen's makeup artist. So... I have to go home."

"... Yes"

"Let's go home together. … I will always be on your side."

Whatever happens.

Die glanced up at his friend.

(... can we talk?)

That man.

First, about the man who asked for himself.

Now call me DiTrout, about Heath Livort.

I wanted you to forgive everything from her for not knowing anything that way.

But the roar shook beneath his feet, and Die had no choice but to whisper his nearly open mouth.

A tiny scream and Yuma looks up to the ceiling.

"Hey, what...?

"Dear Setra"

Leonidas' voice echoes through the door.

He told him quickly before the die could float his hips.

"Never open the door until you pick yourself up. Nice to meet you."

"Mr. Ruwida."

Busy footsteps cross the door. Instructions fly on an anger.

Yuma trembled with a frightened face.

"Oh, I wonder if you're okay..."

"Yuma, let's move to the edge"

Being in the middle of the space can't handle it when something happens. Wear shoes and move closer to the entrance to the wall. I can push Yuma and her body into the shadow of a crate made of wood.

Put on a blanket and clear your ears.

Noise is still going on.

(At dawn, he said the rescue was coming)

Unfortunately, we still have time.

Waiting is painful.

Like a new candle core, time only progresses slowly.

"Hey...... die"

Yuma woke me up and Die blinked. He was asleep. Time is flying more than I can remember.

"Outside...... haven't you been quiet?

Covering his mouth not to be noticed the heat of his exhaling breath, Die nodded at Yuma's inquiry.

"Right......"

I don't make a single noise from the outside that was so noisy.

"Outside...... let's see"

"No. Mr. Ruwida would have told you. Never open it."

I know what it feels like to be in a hurry for Yuma. Without experience at Clan Hive, Die might have agreed with her, too.

This situation is similar to when it was raided in the countryside.

The door must not be opened.

Enemy or ally?

Wait for a visit.

Yuma's face has a colour of haze. Die held her hand tightly. Gripped back. It aroused Die's heart.

(It's quiet because... I suppressed it?

Or - …….

Yuma made her nose snap.

"I don't know, it smells"

"Huh?"

"It smells like burning..."

Die smelled the smell.

The armory smells unique. Iron and the smell of gunpowder. In addition, the smell of the die is almost paralyzed because of the muddy drifting from his hair.

But if you ask me, there's a slight smell of fire.

"Die, I knew it"

No, sir.

"But"

"No. The structure here doesn't burn."

I guess it's because I'll put gunpowder away. The backbone of the arsenal is stone. If you look closely, magic letters are dug in the walls. It is likely that you are acting as a protective agent.

"But... that Ruwida guy may have locked us in here trying to fall in"

"Yuma. No. It's... Mr. Ruwida, he swore me an oath. He said he'd protect us."

"But that one, it's one of the perfilias, right? How can a die be believed?

"I..."

(What can I say?

Where do I explain the basis for Die's belief in Leonidas?

While the die was cruising, the smell of fire could be clearly smelled away.

Yuma drops the blanket and gets up.

"Yuma! Yikes...!

Die, who followed her with her hips up, poked her knee at the pain she ran to her ankle.

Yuma smiles at the face raised die.

"Die wait there"

"No, Yuma!... Yuma!

A crate with his hand poked collapsed and Die fell ill and rolled over.

Yuma unlocks the lock, opens the door and pops out.

He woke up physically as he led, and Die reached for his disappearing back.

"No! Don't go that way......!

Oh, and the door closed.

(We have to go after him)

Immediately.

We need to bring him back.

Die closed his eyes to the sword that rolled out of the flipped crate.

A beast decoration with a dark blue jewel in its mouth is applied to the area of the beast. Red tea cloth on the pattern. It fit in a matte black sheath.

It was a beautiful sword, with a brilliant, simultaneous sense of fierceness of sculpture gold.

Die grabbed a skinny sword. Strange and light. It weighs about the same as a cosmetic brush. Maybe the contents of the sheath are empty.

Stand up to support your sword.

Step in, step in.

This time it didn't hurt.

Die ran away with his sword in his hand.

It was hotter than I'd imagined when I was in the arsenal outside. Fire powder strikes the dark corridor. There is indeed a fire burning nearby.

There are a few men out by the open door. Die covered his mouth. Drink down gastric juice. Travels as he closes his mouth to the burning sensation of his throat.

"Yuma...... please respond! Yuma!"

Even though I know it's dangerous, I can't help but raise my voice.

Go to the end and turn back to the arsenal. There is no Yuma. Now go the other way. First to go, peek into the room.

With numerous bodies in sight, the blood formed on the cobblestone, many times stepping through.

And at the entrance to the stairs going upstairs, I heard a woman screaming like a woman ripping silk.

My legs snap.

My legs hang on the steps.

We'll get upstairs somehow.

A man who jumped out of the shadows waved his sword into a die, sounded the bursting sound again, and became a bloody smoke and scattered.

Gently cough into the red mist.

A friend lying on the floor caught his eye in the eye of a die who managed to breathe.

"Yu, Ma"

My daughter, torn from shoulder to hip, looks at the ceiling with bold eyes.

A relaxed limb is sinking into a red spring.

Die walked over with a curse.

I heard a broken glass.

A bunch of bandages and some vials roll around Yuma.

Die dropped his hips beside her.

(Give me the medicine...)

"Were you looking?

Because Die's leg was hurting.

Because the fever was high.

Because I was aware of that.

Take the thrown Yuma hand.

It's still warm.

Even though it's warm.

Don't grip me back.

With each arm held in his chest, Die broke his body.

"Yuma......!

I wish I could have paid for the injury.

Even the fever is bearable.

I wish you had such a thing Yuma.

I'm glad you came worried.

I didn't even say thank you.

A shitty footstep hits his ear and raises his face.

A man is dying and walking.

The man swung through his sword and was stabbed with a dagger in the neck by Leonidas as he rushed up the stairs.

The man, rolling over with the impetus of the collision, cramps when he tries to leak a groan of anguish.

Leonidas grabbed Leonidas abusively at the arm of the dazzling die.

"Stand up!

"Ya...... do it! Yuma!"

"Stand up!

Leonidas runs down the stairs, pulling the die off Yuma and making sure she holds it half way.

Die screamed.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Let go! Let go!!

"She's dead! You see!

"You can't leave me alone!

"I won't!

Leonidas lifted the die this time. He looked like a good man and was sure of his strength. I'm not even scared of the rumbling.

Die cried clinging to Leonidas' neck.

Keep away from Yuma.

"You have a national seal. It would be the queen's only. Same as your Excellency. Then I must go home alive. Wouldn't you!?

Leonidas screams.

Die sipped his nose and asked him.

"... you... don't think of me as an enemy...?

I'm not saying we'll protect our enemies.

Leonidas seemed to laugh bitterly.

"We are free humans created equal to the Lord God. Sometimes there's just a conflict of interest. Neighbors, if circumstances permit. Sometimes you could be a family."

"... Mr. Ruwida is a Rakuten..."

"Isn't it? My lord often tells me that. I think it's my beauty."

Leonidas said proudly.

"There were a few other things you could be proud of. I can't go wrong with something beautiful. Ma'am, it's beautiful. The best in the world."

"... are you getting married?

"Last year. And then... your makeup, very good. I'm not familiar with makeup, but I thought it was amazing that you looked like one of the women. I bragged that I saw something good for my wife."

Leonidas speaks quickly from excitement.

However, I was impressed with the fact that I chose makeup as a topic under the circumstances.

Die was listening to him with great care.

"Too much noise, 'cause later the captains pissed me off."

"It was a disaster."

"But then Your Excellency laughed and agreed with me..."

With a soft smile, the Chancellor said, well, he nodded.

"That one laughs like that, not really."

Leonidas stops his leg and opens the door.

There was a forest in front of me.

Put the die down and he tells you quietly.

"I apologize for breaking my vow to take you to a safe place. Beyond this alone... hide in the woods. Reinforcements have been contacted that they are at the end of their eyes and noses, until then. You won't have half an hour. If we go a little north and go east, we might be able to rendezvous with them along the way."

"Mr. Ruwida is"

"I still have allies inside, so I have to put them together. The enemy swept away. Don't worry."

Leonidas smiles.

"I'll take care of your friend"

Yuma.

Leonidas said he would protect her.

Die looked up at Leonidas and thanked him for forgetting.

"Thank you, Mr. Ruwida. Don't push it."

"Yes.... I'll see you soon"

Lift your marks and a closed door separates you from Leonidas.

Die embraced the sword he had unconsciously brought.

This time, I'm alone.

Wipe the blood and tears and step into the woods.

And when I split the fort so far back that I couldn't see it.

For the first time, Die realized - that he could not perceive the time and direction.