The Queen’s Cosmetician

And when the kingdom of the Reds is set up, the Virgin begs the devil for the peace of her sons, and keeps her in the land of Maboboba.

The heavens are the gardens of greenery and the ease of the world. The earth is like a prison that binds demons in misery.

Lord, the peace of eternity to our beloved Virgin, freed from prison...

Next to the laying Virgin, with her hands on the pattern of a protruding sword, the knight is dropped.

Religious paintings depicting the end of the demonic Duchy's history of nationhood.

"Knight mourning the death of the Virgin."

"Mariage, are you listening to me?

Mariage lowered her gaze from the wall near the ceiling. Rodimus is revealing his discomfort in a face-to-face seat.

"Sorry, I didn't hear that."

"... how cozy is this tower? Is there a shortage?

"There's no shortage. It's comfortable. It's not always shaky."

In attendance at the Continental Conference, carriage life has just reached just over a month. Like when I was living in a borrowed village, it doesn't mean the area is full of sand. There is no shortage of supplies.

"But as for comfort, there's nothing better than freedom, but should I answer? Rodimus."

Ironically of Mariage, Rodimus folded his eyebrows.

On his return from Scanagia, Jr., he was clothed and the next time he woke up, Mariage was among the towers present in the corner of the Royal Castle of Delligeria. It is a closed tower in a fairly deep position and accessible only from the main palace of the Royal Castle. I remember the look with the cathedral was impressive when the die and the walk were inspected.

The interior is no less colourful than that of the living room that the queen usually uses. A big difference would be the presence of paintings. Beginning with the figure of the Lord God who followed the four beasts, a religious painting with a realistic portrayal of the demonic Duchy's founding history fills the walls higher than the ceilings and doors of this room. Wild roses for carrying columns. Rose buds and tsu designs on doors and window frames. In the castle of Del Ligueiria, it is also rare to have a building so far conscious of the Virgin.

If you dare to mention another feature, kill the windows. Is there a metal fence attached to all of it that follows the magic script? I don't care what you think, it's built for your confinement.

I mean, he's incarcerated.

Ask the person how comfortable they are.

Mariage reassembled her hands on her knees and kneeled her.

"You didn't come here to make sure of that crap, did you? What can I do for you?

About ten days after Mariage woke up. The Chancellor, who was completely out of tune during that time, took the time to come all the way to see me. Not to get into the chatter of spare time.

"... went into the Queen's reconsideration. You are denied, and you will be rehabilitated here even after the reign of the new queen. Then you get sick."

At Rodimus' discretion, Mariage was deemed ineligible as queen. Reconsideration is merely an external attitude.

Mariage nodded softly at the official muscles to be announced in the future.

"Sooo.... what are you going to do with Mizweeri?

"It will be taken away. The servants will be protected by the Tedius family."

"Fine then."

I hear that the servants who have reduced the number since my father died and who still remain in Mizweeri are all those who have no place to go. If only they would not be banished. If Rodimus is going to take care of him, he won't be treated like a bad person.

"When is the new queen due to reign?

"I can't answer that"

"When was my death and illness?

"... since the beginning of the year"

Mariage reconciled it with the traditional plans he had grasped. There are many events that divide the Queen in winter, skinning the celebration of the Virgin. Mariage was also scheduling a return trip from Scanagia, Jr., to match them.

Are you going to leave the winter events to the new queen? Whatever it is, it means that the reign of the new queen is not that far away.

As far as I can answer, Rodimus seems to answer the question. Mariage asked the next thing she cared.

"What's going on with Mrs. Rudia?

"I'm staying. It's de facto house arrest. Gertrude was returned as his uncle."

"... Uncle?

Byram Gertrude.

Mariage looked to her surprise.

Byram. Rudia's husband and Alishuel's father. It's the man who cornered her daughter and killed her lover. Mariage didn't know how Rudia disposed of him - but was he kept alive?

"Gertrude, a gate has descended from your seat of hindsight."

"Yes."

"... what else do you want to ask?

Rodimus pursues with a sinister face.

Mariage snorted with her nose. What I want to ask. You know that.

"What happened to the die?

He's still missing in Tartarza.

"Are you willing to look?

"You won't have to look for me when you're no longer queen, will you?

Mariage exhaled and left her body on the back of the chair.

"I'm done asking you questions."

I tell them to go home if they need anything.

But Rodimus didn't try to move out of the chair.

"... don't you ask me why I left you"

"I wondered what I was going to say... I don't care why you're acting. Or what? I had to fall for you for this reason. You didn't have a choice. You're gonna beg for forgiveness?

I laughed unexpectedly.

Comfortable as teaching a child, Mariage tells him.

"Hey, Rodimus. You chose to kill me as prime minister, didn't you? Then be more generous and dignified because you missed the path, not with such a guilty face."

"Is that - like Ditrout Yerni?

To the unexpected return from Rodimus, Mariage affirmed after a beating.

"That's right."

To die.

To Deanna Setra.

To the girl who was leaning her thoughts, she also said to her thick face that this was not a betrayal.

Like Heath Livort.

Long silence.

Rodimus cursorily covered his face with both hands.

And I started talking on my own.

"After I sent you to Scanagia, Jr., the Senior Nobles and the Clerks, each jointly by a majority, submitted to me their opinion that there was a problem with your administration. The proportion of national politics was too foreign - too inclined to foreign policy, neglecting internal affairs."

In fact, Mariage has spent a third of the year out of the country in the last two years since taking office, albeit at a convenient distance to travel. This year's socialization was the focus, but early after that season, we set out for Little Scanagia.

Once outside, it is understandable that the problems that will be eliminated in the country will be in the devastation of the continent, which bore the edge of the Maisemble collapse. But most of the nobles do not travel between the ruling territories and the king's capital. Needless to say, the castle clerks. Those who neglected, did not and did not understand the situation outside the country, but did not think that far, accounted for the majority of the country.

"Your political stance, which weighs heavily on foreign affairs, is as it stands, and I am aware of what is necessary, and I am not neglecting internal affairs. If only the nobles and the clerks were dissatisfied with your governance, they were thrust.... What I didn't miss was how you reigned."

Apparently one of the officials accompanying him on a tribute visit to Perfilia had seen Heath Livort.

During the election of the queen, the castle workers will not be allowed to leave the castle. Therefore, we should not witness Heath's appearance, but the officer in question was a new entrusted through public solicitation at the time of Mariage's reign. He said he saw the man in an open ceremony during the Queen's election ceremony.

From the official's mouth, rumours spread to the nobles of the Wang capital that the figure of Prime Minister Perfilia was grossly similar to that of the man who was the chief deputy of the Mizwilli family.

If Heath and Ditrout have blood ties, isn't Mariage, who climbed the throne from the last seat of the senior nobility with them as a useful actor, trying to sell the ruling of the country to the Queen of Perfilia?

Such concerns were noted in the Opinion, Rodimus said.

The two are the same person on the other hand. Rodimus knows that.

"I couldn't return a clear answer to their question. The Opinion cannot be withdrawn, and I must make sure, in accordance with Queen's Law, that your deeds are worthy of being on the Throne."

If a certain number of senior aristocrats and administrators agree that there is a problem with those who have taken office after the Queen's elective ritual, the officer sent by Maisenburg, or the blood of the previous Queen, will serve as his deputy to audit the Queen's deeds.

And if it is determined that there is a problem, we will re-elect the queen. Often the one who was second in the queen's race is the new queen.

Rodimus had an affair with the submitters of the opinion. If during the Continental Conference, Mariage sees any action that might give rise to concern, he will detain Mariage.

"I thought their suspicions were worrisome in Scanavia, Jr. Oh also move for the country and cross with the rulers of other countries. Wearing a queen like you, she said we were happy.... but"

The Continental Conference is coming to an end. Not to mention.

The relationship between Ditrout and Die was discovered.

Rodimus disputes with a plundered voice.

"Mariage, you weren't just laying low about that man. You were... you were sheltering! Get that man! The man who might have killed our sister...!

Rodimus must have gotten to the end. Position of Prime Minister. Thoughts as a man who wants to believe in mariage. in that narrow space.

I mentioned it earlier to Rodimus. Mariage if you went the wrong way. It's not Rodimus. I should have confessed everything when I found the man who was Heath in Perfilia. I didn't.

I told Rodimus you should like it.

Mariage lays her eyes down.

There was an inexplicable point in Rodimus' statement.

"What do you mean, I killed your sister?

My sister and I are Princess Evelina. She is the daughter who was the original next queen.

Rodimus grips his hair when he loses it.

"How could you have been chosen as the Queen's candidate?... Do you remember why?

"Because there was nobody else, was there? The right young children are gone because of the epidemic."

"Yes, and Eva died of the disease, too"

Understanding what the word meant, Mariage breathed.

"No way."

"Well, no way"

Rodimus turns up.

He had blood-running eyes and told him to squeeze them out.

"That disease is likely to have spread manually, Mariage."

Rodimus suggests that the man looked sick and went around killing princesses and senior aristocratic daughters.

If you sort out the chronology, the disease has spread to the Wang capital since Heath appeared.

But Mariage questioned.

"Isn't that just impossible? It's an authentic epidemic that has spread to the lower town, causing a large number of deaths. Is that something that can be deliberately spread?

"There is a way to spread the disease itself. Besides, the spread of the disease and the administration of poisons that develop symptoms similar to that disease. Suppose you were running both at the same time? Assassination hides in the shadow of an epidemic.... In fact, my mother saw Eva's death as another killing"

The Queen herself was determined.

Mariage shook her head loosely at Rodimus' confession.

"Even if it was, Heath wasn't in a position to be seen by a princess."

Heath was still just a servant of Mizweeri in those days. I may have met the daughter of a senior aristocrat at the mercy of my father. but enough to poison the princess, there is no way to get close.

Rodimus disproves.

"Some of my daughters were close to Eva as well as some of my senior daughters who died. The daughter and Heath Livort are face-to-face. I took the back from Mizweeri's business records and the visiting roster for my daughter's house. And she's been grumpy less than that since she met him. That's when Eva fell."

Heath is that beauty. It is intelligent and highly sophisticated in standing and behaving beyond comparison in a concomitant aristocracy. If he whispers sweet words, most girls will fall. It can only be a better stimulus to boost the love of an unknown daughter, such as a slight difference in identity.

Was it possible for Heath to instigate Evelina's friends to poison the princess - yes.

It's not just Evelina's friends. Heath apparently had contact with the majority of the dead senior noble daughters. Given his identity at the time, it's an anomaly.

"Even your father is no exception. I died suddenly at that time because my father was in your way to puppet you... if that man had put his hand on it, it would explain it"

As Rodimus pointed out, the death of Mariage's father was abrupt.

When he fell into high heat and left Heath in his place, it was an instant until he passed away to the land of Maboba.

(... your father?

- Did that man kill you?

"Become queen......"

At the time of marijuana.

My father first looked straight at Mariage and made a will.

'Follow Heath well... and be queen. Mariage............'

"I don't think you and Heath have been working together since the beginning. But how was it on the way? I cannot assure you that you are innocent."

Doubt it, cut it off.

That's the secret to surviving on the swirling political (fence-by-fence) stage of the plot.

As Chancellor, as a prince ordained by his predecessors to see the end of this country, he had to get Mariage off the Queen's throne.

With a squinting eye, a sieved voice, Rodimus asks.

"... tell me you don't want to die. Mariage......"

Mariage answered in exhalation.

"Let me think."

Rodimus, looking lightly, took his seat without saying anything more.

Mariage drops off the man leaving the room and shifts his gaze to the man who remains standing beside the door.

"You got something to say, too? Ass."

Assé, who had silently refrained as an escort, shows no sign of the Prime Minister leaving the room after him. He thinks up the words he spins as he moves his mouth.

Mariage, awaiting his remarks, recalled that he had forgotten to ask earlier.

"What are the officials doing on the die?

Knights, beginning with Randy and Uber. A woman who was an assistant in the care and work of a die. A civilian who was representing the merchants. A significant number of people worked as dies.

"I was assigned to a new department"

From the way Assé said it, I'm not under house arrest, but it probably comes with surveillance. Nevertheless, it seems that they are safe and above all.

He opened his mouth once and bounced.

Assé tells with a view to Mariage.

"My brother won't look for a die, because even if he is, depending on the circumstances, he will have to order her to go to the land of Maboba."

"I don't think I'm the kind of person who likes Roddy and wants to kill his acquaintance."

"... right"

The assay obviously seeped relief. Not as good as my brother, I think he's an understandable person, too. That's enough to expose the soft part of my heart like that to worry me the other way around if I'm okay.

Assé said something again and eventually left the room without stating anything.

Left alone in the living room, Mariage pulls out her shoulder strength. Apparently, he was relieved that the Tedius brothers were the ones he knew. If the two of you had smiled coldly and seemed to say the execution instantly, you must have been shocked just as well.

That's what I think about the fact that there's a respite.

(I understand the situation to some extent...)

I can't help it. I deserve this situation in the first place. From what Rodimus looks like, as if it's possible if you just don't die. All I have is dark thoughts ahead of me that I can't see.

Now there is no man that lays the way before him, nor is there a confession to the way.

I was alone.

Hold your fist. The colder your fingertips are.

I'm freezing.

He exhaled, and when he stood up wanting an upper hanging, he was told of people's visits from outside. Today is a day of many guests.

The guard who brought one woman in briefly introduces her.

"I'm a caretaker here. Best wishes."

The woman who entered the room, for a woman, was a flashy woman.

Costumes are common that are wrapped around aristocratic women around intermediate levels. Very normal face and hair. But there was a unique luxury.

Happy or unhappy, I recognize you.

The guard left and the door was closed, and Mariage groaned in a blaze.

"Oh, you..."

"Oh? That reaction. Maybe you remember me. Come on?

If you're sure of your memory, you're not supposed to be in a place like this.

Mariage swallowed her spit and called her name as she remembered her glare.

"Alma?"

"Yuck, I'm happy. You really remember."

A woman arcs with a red painted crease. It reminds me of cats. Eyes are fun.

A geisha who only stepped in once, in a die grown whorehouse, and guided Mariage.

She put her hand on her chest and laughed and named herself.

"It's not a pleasure to meet you here. Again, it's called Armatine - hello from today, sir. Queen Sama."