The Queen’s Cosmetician

"Follow me..."

Before the dull man holding his head down, Mariage put her hands on her hips and exhaled. Damn, when this guy said he was worried about me because of it.

Dadan groaned for a while, but narrowed his sandy eyes and stared at Mariage. To its much sharpness, the moment Mariaj retreats, Dadan thrusts the land directly next to his face with his hands, jumping directly next to Mariaj and standing.

"Stay down!

"No!"

Dadan's hand, who grabbed his arm, pulls Mariage down rampantly. Hardly spared the fall, but Mariaj looked back on the man to add and subtract force that could have taken his shoulders. but the polar needle passes in front of its eyes and stands on the ground.

(This...)

I've seen it before.

Thunderstorm night chosen as queen.

I was deeply stabbed in the neck of the man in the carriage I was riding - ….

"Don't freak out!

Dadan's fury descends from his head. At the same time, my arm hurt Mariage's body.

Mariage slaps the man on the back unexpectedly due to the instability of the posture he was responsible for on his half shoulder.

"Hey!?

"It's a hassle to teach the way! Stay packed!

"Oh!

Mariaj mumbled at the mouth she was about to offer.

It is also due to the bite of the tongue from the vibration.

But the primary reason was that he saw a man with open pupils lying on his back scratching his bloody chest by the side of the road Dadan ran through.

Leaning against the wall, Assé stared at the box of the silent carriage, standing on a bar.

And the horse that was out of his tent ran away, and his lord was falling away from it. They must have swung it off your stand.

There is no Mariage figure who should have been in the same place.

"Sir Tedius"

To the call from behind, Assé looked back. Bruno is walking over cursorily. Though it is a full creation, there does not seem to be anything else in life.

Assé exhaled thinly into relief.

"Safe, more than anything."

"Your Royal Highness seems to be winning well and above all.... You've had a terrible time at all."

"Oh. But I don't care about myself. Your Majesty..."

The man who follows the tip of Assé's gaze and sees the wreckage of the carriage bitterly eats his teeth.

Bruno immediately raised his face and turned back from the front to the assay.

"Perhaps... I thought you were safe"

"On what grounds?

"A charlatan from the Chamber of Commerce who had just joined us was carrying Dadan... an arm's length. He said he was on his way to His Majesty's rescue."

"... that guy?

I frown that Bruno was unexpected.

"Did you know?

"... ah"

An informant man who served as a guide to King Perfilia's capital last year. I hear that he appeared at the Continental Conference as well as at the Fantasy Freedom.

A man who knows the breadth of a world he doesn't know. Assé managed to drink down the rough feelings that stuck up her throat.

Bruno tells.

"I sent out to the Chamber of Commerce to pick you up. Your Royal Highness, please return on board."

"What do you do?

"I'm going back to the Chamber of Commerce. We have to cover up for His Majesty, and we have to delude ourselves about this."

"You should testify that you've been attacked"

"Let's be honest, shall we be trusted?

Bruno lay his eyes down, hesitating to continue his words.

"Until I caught up with His Highness... I didn't see anyone's body"

Assé grabbed the pattern of the sword.

In the time leading up to this occasion, Assé killed several people. The blood of the raiders certainly dyed red and black over the swept cobblestone.

"There were traces of blood, but that's all. If you have the body of a raider, be credible in your testimony. But as it stands…"

"... who attacked you, do you have a star on you?

"Don't you see, Your Highness?

Someone who tried to pull Mariage off the throne.

They are those who are listed as superior nobles, or who have a deep connection with them.

Where one of the assassins cried out loudly for the presence of the raider, it is wiped out.

Bruno smiled at the silent assay.

"Your Highness can be shown honesty. That is the beauty of His Highness…"

"I can't survive"

Assé took Bruno's statement.

Past.

All the people they met were divided by allies or enemies. The remarks were all credited and appreciated if they did their best.

- Was it really, really helping others?

Assé often worked with Mariage and Die. Her eyes were always sharp with the queen walking forward as she challenged her and her slightly rearward makeup artist. Footsteps were cautious as going on thin ice.

"... I was happy."

I lived a happy world.

Because I didn't have to learn how to use the right powers.

"This way! There's a carriage here......!

A shadow appears from the corner of the street.

People start to get together.

"Your Highness."

Assé nodded at Bruno's call.

I got a terrible look at it.

Being raided, of course, was terrible even after it cut through.

After leaving the scene, Mariage was wrapped up and thrown into a crate. Straw is to be packed carefully from the top and sealed for a moment. Carried somewhere as it is, shaken by shaking for half an hour.

The back of my throat is stinging with inhaled straw chips.

My head shaken up and down like this still hurt badly.

(Kidding, disgusting...)

"Hey, keep walking."

Dadan, who precedes him, scolds Mariage, who walks nauseously.

"Shut up...... Whose fault is it?"

"Well, it's your fault you're an interrogator. I don't know how hard it must have been to root through the gates."

"... what the hell are you doing here?"

"My employer wants to see you."

"Employer......?

Mariage accidentally distanced herself from Dadan. I honestly followed you because you saved me from a life crisis, but when you think about it, this man is not on your side. I'm a free man who can be hired by anyone.

Let Dadan take care of the mariage.

"Don't turn your hair upside down. Don't worry. One way or the other, it's on your side.... You don't have to believe me, but come with me now. I don't care if you walk alone in the city."

I'm freezing to death, and, wow, Dadan flips himself. Mariage sighed. As the man said, Mariage wanted to be spared, such as wandering the city alone under this cold sky. Beyond the gate. The city where the civilians live is intricately strange. Even the aristocratic neighborhood rarely walked away, but it couldn't have been possible for me to walk and hide myself.

Mariage wore the collar of her coat together. The sun has fallen and the temperature has fallen considerably. The exhaling breath is white. Snow touched my hair and skin and took heat from my body.

The city was quiet and dark.

Die told me you squeeze the lights to save fuel. Especially now they don't light up because of the lack of adjustment of the magic equipment streetlights.

Behind the road is dark everywhere.

So much so that I don't know where I'm going.

Only Dadan's back was the beacon of mariage.

Mariage observed Dadan as he ate in. Even if I want to be alert to my surroundings, I don't know where I am at all, it just makes me more suspicious at the slightest. Then you better not overlook Dadan's movements and be able to keep up.

Dadan is not kind. I don't care about Mariage, and even if I suddenly turn back on the road, I don't give a reason. On the other hand, he had a good look at Mariage's health. I let him rest before the limit of fatigue came and shoved water and portable food into Mariage's mouth. When I started to lose my mind, he asked me if I was okay.

How can a man go before me like this?

- I think that guy had this place, too.

Although the makeup artist's daughter seems to have taken it for his gentleness.

"Maria."

Called by name, he raised his face but quickly or pressed his shoulders against the wall. Strike your back hard because you weren't fit.

"Whisper!... What!?

"Shit."

Shut up, and Dadan showed him with a trick, and Mariage mumbled.

Dadan looked horribly straight, mariage surrounded by arms. I can't remember being stood still by the opposite sex so close. Reflectively sitting up, Mariage was nervous in a different way. Dadan's eyes did capture himself, but as far as I could see with the third eye, he was concentrating all of his consciousness behind him.

Look around over Dadan's shoulder.

Two knights with candles were walking down the street.

(... here?

The place where the mariages walk is the backtown. The uniforms of the knights serving in the royal castle stand out irresistibly.

Their eyes, wandering through the universe, engage with that of Mariage. Mariage leaned down in panic.

The sound of the shoe, approaching.

Shortly before the sound approached, a tall voice broke in.

"Ahhh! I knew it was you! Take a woman you don't know and walk! Thanks for being me!

I can't believe it, and Mariaj knew that the voice that sounded was coming from a man. Because I knew the Lord of my voice.

The colour looks too troublesome on Dadan's face. He sighed and left the mariage.

"Don't make a kinky voice. You're annoying the neighborhood."

"If that's what you think, you're gonna stop playing with women! You infidel bastard!

"Who's been chasing that infidel?!

Start arguing with the man Dadan has been advancing. Behind them, the knights who have stopped their legs are looking at each other. He shook his neck to the side and the two turned back on their heels.

The candlelight disappears across the corner of the street.

As the signs of the knights go far, the dadans, who were slowly losing their voice, interrupt the argument.

"... have you been there?

"Gone. Gone. Ha, I don't know what your irony has to do."

"That's Kobai over here. I thought your head was finally boiling."

"Ma, hideous. I should have kicked you out in front of the gendarmerie."

"They're not gendarmes. A castle knight."

"It doesn't change either of us."

"Hey, what do you mean... Hih"

The wooden door directly next to him opened abruptly, and Mariage swallowed a scream.

A man's face sticks out of the wood door.

"Oi, how long have you been screwing around, Terra? I can't do that. Come on in."

The man who scolded the Dadans sees the mariage. He raised the corner of his mouth to laugh.

"You too. Just get in here."

"You..."

Mariage shrugged.

A man who was arguing with Dadan passes next to the man who put his hand on the wood door. He's laughing thinly again, too.

Myself and them have only met once.

Not yet, before Mariage became queen.

Miguel and Geeg. The men of Die's friends.

"Let's go."

Dadan slaps Mariage on the shoulder.

Mariage exhaled.

I thought I figured out who Dadan's employer was.

The head of the tannery, Gigg, and his lover, Miguel. Mariage was guided to them, friends of the die, to an old room outside the backtown. He's an Asma hider, Miguel said.

Master of all three whorehouses. If it's for her, the geishas risk their lives, a woman so admired that she leaps into it in the aristocratic society.

The woman, Die's adoptive parent, and Mariage looked at each other only once. At that time she was laughing with her jeweled shining fingertips against her cheeks.

There are no gems in Asma's fingers tilting the liquor bottle in front of Mariage. The dark colored costumes that withheld exposure were simple. My hair just tied unconstructively. Still, he did not look tired of escape, only a sleepy, smooth tiredness that had not been checked out.

Asma offered Mariage a glass filled with alcohol.

"Drink. It's warm. It's a nice mouth, isn't it?

"Die told you?

"Right. I was jealous.... for now, shall we celebrate? You're safe."

Asma raises her cup and stirs it. Mariage mimicked the motion. The incense tree incenses at the tip of my nose and the taste of my previous inexperience burns my throat. The fever pushed the blood all the way to my fingertips. Warm, but not recommended. Mariage looked up unexpectedly.

Asma is laughing.

"It doesn't taste bad, does it?

"Right.... you don't ask about the die?

"Alma tells me. Even about Tartarza, where that kid's gone. Dadan told me too."

Asma looks at Dadan over Mariage's shoulder. Asma, face-to-face with the Continental Conference, seems to have entered Del Ligueiria after examining the turmoil in Tartaza.

The three men, including Dadan, are garrisoned behind the mariage, near the entrance to the room. I'm not playing. They're talking about the future, vigilant outside.

Asma pours alcohol into the dried glass. Many glasses of this kind of spirits. Mariage dropped her gaze on the empty cup. Asma's heart is not as calm as it seems, I guess.

Mariage grabbed the cup in her hand.

"... that was terrible."

"What's wrong with you?

"... I couldn't protect the die, and with the Armatins in my place, I came out of the castle"

"I'm not worried enough about the Almas. I'll do something about it. Your magician won't let her die."

"Alvina. That's right. When did you make contact with her?

"As soon as they start talking about the queen changing. I tried to hide myself because the magician warned me. I got a lot of things for you. I don't know what to do with a charm stone."

Was the charm stone owned by Armatine from Alvina? Then I'm convinced.

"You still had that handyman surviving. You have a good magician."

"Alvina's not following me. To die.... you tried to help me because Die asked me to."

"That's all."

"You helped me because you think Die would want to, didn't you?

Asma laid down her eyes in affirmation, saying that she was right.

"That girl has always fulfilled my wish, but not vice versa"

"That you were making that kid fake his gender?

"That until then, I kept that kid beside me"

Asma laughs bitterly.

"I couldn't let go of that girl. I could have done something about it before I could even feel comfortable. Yet I forced him to stay, and at the end of the day, I kicked him out. Alma may have spoken... but that child's self-sacrifice is my fault. So it's not your fault that she popped up in the dead, and I think it's my job to help you that she wanted to protect. There's not much I can do right now. Still, freedom is better than Oswald's."

Apparently Asma knows Bruno Oswald. I fear calling him a boy or a caller.

Just, Asma added.

"I asked Alma to find out how you are, but I didn't ask her to put her life at risk and help you. Much of what Armatin did to you, that child's own will, and Die was running to support you in the first place, because you're worth it. If you make a mistake, it's an insult to the Dies."

I can't afford to help anything worthless because of how much die I want.

Asma laughed at the joke and said.

But Mariage bites off her lower lip.

"I... couldn't do anything."

To rule the country well, too.

Protecting my daughter who followed me.

Nothing.

"Isn't that where you count what you've done instead of being able to? Regardless of success or failure, you must have done a lot. So many people have helped you, and you're here now."

Safe, and the voices of those who pushed their backs plunder the back of their brains.

Mariage tied her mouth.

Get yourself out and Asma asks.

"So, what do you want to do now?

"... I want to return to the Queen"

"What do we do when we get back?

"Find the Die."

"You don't have to bear the throne to find her."

"But I told Armatin I was going back to the queen."

"Do you really want to go back?

To the queen.

Really.

Sincerely.

Asma's eyes capture Mariage. That reluctant look resembled that of a die.

"No one blames you, even if you didn't return to the queen. I moved because I wanted you to live. Everybody, that's all."

"... Armatin wants me back, even for you"

"If I have to, I'll go outside."

It's a lie.

Asma will not abandon the former geisha women who put them in the aristocratic district.

"You don't have to worry about what Alma said. She likes me a little too much."

"... he said he owed me a lot. You called me a geisha, so you said you were proud of yourself."

"You're exaggerating just because you changed the way you called him, that kid."

That being said, I must not feel bad about being admired. I waved to him, for Christ's sake. Asma was a less than full face.

"The name is simply taken from the country's nickname."

"What's the name of the country?

"Yes. You know that, right? A small country of geisha - …"

Small country of arts and crafts.

His real name is Geisha.

A country where the whores devour into the backbone of the country.

"Didn't you think of how to call a geisha?

"You're not. Outside the country, coming from Maisenburg or something, customers call us that sometimes."

That's the women of the country of geisha.

It's stunning from top to bottom.

- Above, what.

What does that mean?

Asma peeks into the face of a silent mariage.

"... what's going on?

"Asma"

Grabbing her fist on her knees, Mariage raised her face.

For some reason, I remembered a lineage diagram in which a good number of names had been erased.

This matter does not lead to saving the die.

But.

Feeling the cold telling his back, Mariage asked Asma.

"I need to look into something."