The Queen’s Cosmetician

"... Heath"

Familiar backs do not respond to the call of Ditrout.

The costume of the woman he saw spreads at his feet.

An alarm goes off in my head.

Don't look.

Stay away from me.

Don't look - you have to.

Ditrout was lined up next to Heath.

Serenesty was lying on the carpet.

Kuru and his side-facing face look at the void. The pale green eyes were dark and cloudy, like old bold balls.

Tear muscles that convey a few cheeks. Peeled body. And a dagger sticking out of his belly.

It was a single wedge, even if it survived, worn not to produce the blood muscles of the Virgin, lest she bear a child.

The torn open garment is dyed red and black and spreads radially with her as its core.

That made the trampled flower seem like a dittrout.

Ditrout collapsed from his knees.

"Sele......"

Extend your arms and touch your cheeks.

The cheeks were damp.

No matter how hard it was, she was my sister who never made me cry, always letting me sift to her temperament.

"Why... why, why... why!?

Serenesty left this mansion one foot early. I should have fled to my peaceful neighbor.

"Why the...!!

Holding Serenesty's face, DiTrout cried.

Why.

Why should they be seen like this?

Everyone was good and gentle.

Serenesty was also a daughter who should be happier than anyone else, hiding her brittleness and making her laugh.

One crack of a ditlout that was simultaneously raw in the world.

He was an important, twin sister.

Ditrout cried as he squatted and rubbed his own it on her cheek. I cried, cried, prayed.

Lord God.

Until now, I hadn't felt comfortable. It was spoiled. My sister just protected me.

Because I will be strong from now on.

Because you will be stronger than anyone else.

So, everyone who's lost their lives in this hall.

Give me back my sister in this arm.

The Lord God does not respond.

The time has passed when the Lord God was listening to one prayer.

Heath pounded his knee beside him and whispered as Ditrout's tears also began to wither.

"... Looks like you've been denied entry to Del Ligueiria"

"... Heath?

"He said not to include any Perfilian who would be a disturbing factor... a decree from the Queen. I asked him... because he had a slight breath."

Ditrout suggests wall-to-wall with his gaze. A knight man is bringing it to the wall. My shoulders came off and my abdomen was snug red and black.

Del Ligueiria's anger at the Queen creeps up on Russia.

Disturbance factor. Give me your sister. Such a helpless - girl.

Called it a disaster for Delligeria, and you rejected it?

Having lost their way, Serenesti returned to the mansion to seek instructions.

And I got caught up in the raid.

"Who... who attacked"

"He said he was a knight."

DiTrout flashed from surprise at Heath's answer.

"... Knight?

"... of other territories,"

I couldn't ask any more.

Heath said it was because the storyteller was doomed.

Ditrout closes Serenesty's eyes. He hung the blanket he had in his hand over her. On a fluffy, spread blanket, falling asleep in the sun, sees the phantom of our young selves.

Gentle memories quickly vanished.

Serenesty's crying eyelids. Looks like he got slapped on the cheek. The youthful skin loses its blood and the blanket that covers it quickly turns to iron rust color.

Heath, who painstakingly put Serenesty's hands together, rose up and now headed to the bedroom. There was another daughter half-naked throwing out her limbs.

Ditrout stood up.

My daughter's belly, lying on her sleeping table, is also torn again. She was a samurai who would teach me with laughter if DiTrout was looking for Heath.

Heath peeled off the bedspread and covered her body.

Close my daughter's eyelids. Put your hands together on the heels of prayer.

The young man's hands, which lightly set the dignity of the dead, were bloody, and his white cheeks had a muscle of red tears.

Heath had also lowered the eyelids of the servants he had seen by the time he got here.

"Heath."

"If you..."

Heath wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

It was a squeaky voice.

"I'm glad you're okay. Dear DiTrout,"

"... Heath, too"

Ditrout groaned, distorting his face.

"Heath, too, is safe, I'm glad"

I can see the portrait falling off the wall over Heath's shoulder.

It's an exquisite painting by a painter from my father's hometown. Honey hair. Ethereal eyes. Edge side. Keep them, Heath had them. The appearance of peeking into the color of the eyes is also very similar to that of Ditrout.

Heath hits his belly brother. Though hidden at an early age, it became an open secret, as he grew.

No. Yerni's only two survivors.

Ha, and DiTrout laughed in the eye with Heath. I laughed.

Surrounded by the smell of blood and the bodies of those close to it, we cannot even give thought to what we should do with the future.

All I could do was laugh.

I guess we were touching each other.

I almost got tired.

An unknown voice scolded the Ditrouts.

"What are you doing!? Get out of here!

A young man stands covering his mouth at the door of his bedroom.

He's a red-haired blonde. Aside from seeing him, I don't even remember seeing him.

To the dull reaction of the Ditrouts, the man steps on the estate in frustration.

"Stand up! You stay like this, you're gonna burn to death!

"Klaus! You, don't run alone!

"Mr. Ji. Over here, there's Yerni's kid!

A man looks back and raises his voice.

DiTrout noticed that his appearance was white and sumptuous. Smoke. Smells like things burn.

The smell of blood had made my sense of smell stupid, so there was a delay by the time I realized it.

Heath comes forward and shelters Ditrout. He is holding a dagger in his back hand. The hand was shaking.

I've never killed one.

But the possibility that the man who showed up is a part of the raider cannot be abandoned.

Do you know what's in this heart or not? The man stepped in early enough to flaunt himself in front of Serenesty's body.

It hurt.

"... Serenesty"

"... you know Sere?

The man agreed to Ditrout's questioning.

"You must be Adelaide's eldest daughter, right? Are you DiTrout? So, you're Heath."

"Who are you?

"Klaus Livort, the man who was supposed to be your guardian. Oh, Mr. Ji, this way."

Without Heath's frigid eyes, the man who named him Klaus handed an old little man who appeared next.

"Damn it, you don't move on your own!

"We'll talk later. Mr. Ji carries his daughter. I'm taking these two out."

"I didn't say I would follow you"

"But if you don't get out of here, you'll die."

to Heath showing resistance, Klaus pointed to the living room

There is a cloudy mass of smoke.

Did the mansion catch fire?

Klaus said, tapping Heath's arm lightly twice.

"Come on, let's hurry. You don't want to be smoked meat, do you?

Was the oil sprinkled?

The mansion burned amazingly well.

Smoke pushes the window bolt and crushes.

Eat the air and the fire stretches up.

Fire powder sprinkles like snow.

Ditrout looked up in dismay as the habitual mansion instantly turned into charcoal.

But I couldn't take a long look.

It was because Klaus pushed the Ditrouts into the carriage.

"Leaving here first"

"Why?"

"Because it's dangerous. If they find out there's a survivor, they could attack again."

"Who?

"I'm a knight. Precisely, a knight crumbling thief."

"What territory are you a knight in?

"Remiley or Jura. It could be a combination."

Because the mob attacked me first, neighboring territory.

But there is no reason for them to be attacked by the knights they possess.

"It's a lie!

"Don't lie to me. They got sick."

"To what?

"I don't want to give you the queen's seat, but the other collars are attacking me."

That's how Remiley and Jura were attacked by other Knights of the Realm.

That's how I repeated the ravages that took place on my territory.

Klaus sighs depressingly, poking his cheekstick at the carriage window frame.

"... something about the fall of the Lords' Hall after being attacked by a bandit collapse? Survivors of knights who have vandalized their homeland think they have attacked themselves and are attacking their territory in turn. Revenge, so to speak. Their spearheads are too misguided from the side. But from them who lost their sanity - this is the right war. The Right Raid."

"No... you can't be!

Ditrout screamed unexpectedly.

"The right war? The right raid? Where the hell is it? Few fleeing humans without weapons are considered women..."

Offense, and DiTrout couldn't put it into words until the end.

Seems to admit that the tragedy that hit my sisters was real.

"I guess they did the same thing. To lovers, wives and children."

"If I were done, would I be forgiven for paying back!?

"That can't be right. This has to end soon."

"What the hell are you...?

Heath opened her mouth.

It was the first time since I got in the carriage.

The old man responded to Heath.

Helmut Sagan and, he named himself.

"We have come from the king's capital to protect the next queen."

The Sagan family belongs to the relatives of the late queen Azraeliel. It is a famous family that produced several great men in military relations.

Heath frowned at Helmut's words.

"The next queen?... have you decided?

"No. I haven't decided. All the daughters of the Virgin's bloodline can be queens. … but so far, it seems that everyone will be expelled."

A daughter who can be queen is born only from a house determined among the noble daughters. It's an old blood muscle on the roster, subject to being close relatives to the Maisenburg public house.

The queen was seldom born from another house because if not so foolish as the princess was born, she would inherit...

Look at Serenesty brought to your body by Helmut. They were wrapped in an anti-corruption magic cloth and transported the body of their sister to the carriage.

"Maybe we were too late for a leg."

We need a queen's decree as soon as possible to put an end to the civil unrest.

But if the existence that should be the queen has been lost from the country.

When it was confirmed, the season was past the summer platter.

Many of the territories that lost their rulers were rough, and nobles were buying popular resentment, including the fact that they had caused many deaths due to differences between nobles.

Ditrout was forced to lurk to defend himself while he ruled his own territory. Only a very few of them were informed of their survival, and they rolled around.

The day the wind started to get cold. Dietrout, who was worried about rebuilding his territory by assisting Heath in a rented farmhouse room, received a visit from Klaus.

Klaus Livort seems to be the bastard of the Chancellor's family and the prestigious house, the Phalanx family owner. He was also the one who lost his head in the bloodstream and ran to protect the famous girls as soon as possible - unfortunately he had no power, so the effort didn't come to fruition.

Klaus, who had been absent for a long time, appeared before Ditrout and told him that the girls who could be queens had been wiped out of this country.

Klaus says to a stunned and silent ditlout.

"Fortunately, if you're a boy, there are still a few people in the house who inherit the old blood correctly. Including you. So I'm going to Del Ligueiria."

"To Del Ligueiria? For what?

"A man gets to the throne, begging forgiveness"

Ditrout points out in a flash.

"A man can't be a queen, Klaus"

"That shouldn't happen. Even men can be kings."

Klaus argues calmly.

"On other continents, because the majority of the country's lords are men"

"... I heard that if a man became queen, the country would perish"

"Even if a woman is a queen, the country will perish - if a man should not be a lord of the land, even from outside the blood of the Virgin, if he is not able to reign, Perfilia will be gone sooner or later"

Because our daughters who are already eligible to reach the throne have been lost from the country.

DiTrout was frustrated with Klaus, who would state it like a finality.

"Something that will perish so easily!

"That's right. So I'm going to Del Ligueiria."

Del Ligueiria is an exceptional country. If the queen of that country allows, even the little girl from the countryside can be the lord of one country.

Perfilia will also be able to wear a man as king.

My sister's death face passes behind her brain.

bitterly DiTrout said.

"... so easy, you can't possibly forgive me"

Elaine, Queen of Delligeria, killed Serenesty.

I don't think you can easily override the contraindications.

Klaus laughs bitterly.

"I'm prepared to take some time to convince you. So... I want you to ask for one thing, Ditrout."

I want Serenesty to be.

DiTrout did not immediately understand what Klaus had said.

"Perfilia needs a queen. We need a national lord right now to put an end to this stupid disaster."

Perfilia is now in a crucible of chaos. If we don't put it together sooner or later, it will disintegrate.

"We can't wait for Queen Elaine's approval."

"... give me a sister... pretend to be a celebrity?

"That's right. Luckily, you, my sister, look a lot like you. Weird voices are lagging behind, and my physique is still luxurious."

I know what Klaus is trying to say.

DiTrout himself sees his sister in the mirror every morning. The detailed food in the journey life that followed was increasingly thinning the body of the boy, who was originally luxurious.

If you wear a woman with a stuffed collar and tie her hair like that, it's Serenesty's creation.

Makes it look like my sister is alive, and DiTrout replaces the queen.

"Not for a long time."

"... until you get approval from Queen Eirene?

Klaus agreed.

"I am forgiven for the death of my country. How about you? Ditrout."

"I don't like it either... I don't like it"

"Then - I want you to cooperate.... just for a moment, at least this one winter"

Become queen, will you?

DiTrout meditated on Klaus' plea.

My memory passed when I buried my sister's body on a scenic hill away from the Lords' Hall.

"Hey, Klaus."

DiTrout asks Klaus.

"Did you expect that? He said I might need to be Cele."

"Yes, I am."

Therefore, the body was deliberately removed.

And made him bury it in an unknown place.

Do not let the death of the real Serenesti be enlightened.

To Klaus, who lightly affirms, DiTrout returned the acknowledgement.

"You'll be Serenesty. … so if the country, including my land, is going to be peaceful"

At the end of the summer, Ditrout entered the royal castle at the behest of Helmut Sagan and assumed his reign as queen.

Collect the nobles with the title, complain about the tragedy that struck Yerni, and do not repeat the same, you must restore the peace, as Klaus scripted.

Because we were exhausted from each other?

There was no one to say no to Serenesty's reign.

Heath whispers next to the ditlout that reaches the throne.

"You were right to keep your seal on your skin."

The seal, a sign of the lord, was a tool used to determine documents, as well as a kind of magic tool to discern blood muscles.

The seal proves that the person wearing the crown is the direct line of Lord Yerni.

"... you two didn't have to stand here"

"Because you won't prove your seal until you say you are Serenesti Yerni"

Heath stands not as himself, but as Ditrout Yerni.

"Just one winter thing. That's the deal."

"... right"

The period during which Ditrout becomes Serenesty is just, one winter.

My chest squeezes.

Elaine, Queen of Delligeria. And she shut up the mortals of Perfilia, that she might cause harm to her country.

Will the queen accept persuasion in the first place?

That a man who supposedly destroys his country will be the lord of the land.

The concern was right.

In the winter, Klaus' face back was dark. I soon learned that the Queen of Del Ligueiria kicked unhindered a plea from a secret envoy.

The request from Perfilia is twofold.

One point is acknowledging men primarily in the country.

The second point was food or magician support. This DiTrout made me add to one of his requests.

Perfilia is in serious food distress due to the outbreak of civil unrest during the agricultural period.

The magicians who light heating appliances in the winter were also caught up in civil unrest and in the scourge of genocide, drastically reducing their numbers.

If food is supported, many will starve to death. If you are a magician, you will be spared frozen death.

Even though the first point is difficult to admit, the second point should be easy to accept.

But the queen of the neighboring country refused all her support.

Klaus says in a bitter tone.

"That's what Elaine said, because we have the idea of getting a man to the throne, so we have a situation like this right now"

"That's what I would do if I had a girl left!

"That's what we said, too. We need a national lord to rule the country peacefully. However, it is not possible as it is. So at least, a girl is born and raised, five, no, even three years. I was hoping you'd forgive me."

Eirene's answer was no. The princess present with her said with her mouth in full.

"If the blood of the Virgin is lost, let it be the will of the Lord God.... O filthy country, doom, '

"You Eirene!

Helmut slapped his desk. It sounded like a smack with a gavel.

The meeting room quiets down. The roar of the cold wind shakes the silence.

Ditrout shrugged.

"I wonder how you feel...... How does the queen feel about waving her hand away and gazing at the people drowning in the sea of blood while pulling cages in the land of peace?"

- Queen Eirene called her sister a disaster and rejected her.

Serenesty wouldn't have died if that queen had accepted her. Like the conversation we had during our breakup, wearing her as queen, Perfilia could not ask her neighbor for salvation, nor could she embark on an independent path.

Raise your hips from the chair. The costume of a woman I'm still unfamiliar with is heavy.

If he noticed, DiTrout was swinging down a burning stick at the Virgin smiling on the fireplace.

Repeat, repeat. The rise of the Stone Virgin never seemed to Eirene, who had never even seen her face.

Shattered his face, DiTrout looked back at everyone.

"Fine, then let me show those women, shall I?

I will not destroy this country.

Use any hand to make it survive.

Klaus strictly asks about the proclamation of Ditrout.

"Use any hand. That's what you said?

"... I said"

"Then I'd like to suggest one thing to you. No, I mean, he..."

Klaus waves at the signal.

A man was invited in from the next room.

Ditrout is also a man who knows him well.

"... Uncle Franz?

Advanced nobility of Del Ligueiria. Franz Mizwieri gracefully gave a bowl of grace in front of the door.

"Assassination of the Queen?

"Yes. And the princess. And I can get you puppet daughters to be queens."

Let that new queen approve that a man will be the lord of the land.

Or you can swallow Del Ligueiria together.

Ditrout was breathtaking at Franz's suggestion that the Del Ligueirian nobles and others were not.

"... who does it?

"I am."

Franz answers Heath's question instantly.

"Eirene killed my precious ones. Twice. I want that queen to get the reward."

"... If it's revenge, you should take it upon yourself. Why did you come all this way and tell us that?

"I ask your forgiveness, Sir Sagan."

Mariage Mizweeri.

Franz's one daughter.

That I could take her as a puppet to the queen.

- Let me think, DiTrout responded to Franz.

Perfilia has a time limit.

No matter how much DiTrout looks like her sister, she can't go on wearing women's clothes if her secondary sexual traits start.

Even if you take drugs that slow down your sexual traits, four or five years is the limit at best.

that it inherits the blood of the Virgin in darkness.

Being a woman.

Until Ditrout reaches his limit, let us pave the way if we allow even one of these two conditions to be repealed under Delligeria's approval.

Franz's suggestion resonated sweetly with Ditrout.

But it's synonymous with what DiTrout commands the Queen to kill.

On top of that, he assassinates the queen and tailors the puppet queen. It's easy to say in words, but the load wins too much for Franz alone. I guess he knows that too. So he came all the way to Perfilia to see if we could work with each other.

Walk through the castle in silence accompanied by Helmut.

Since I began to falsify my gender, I can no longer walk freely. A walk is one of entertainment.

Point your toes at the spire terrace in search of the wind.

I had a client.

It was Heath and Franz.

"Mariage grew up with me. On the other hand, there is a verse that is hungry for me. She's a stupid daughter. I wish I could see through it soon, like a father I wouldn't even see."

"You said you didn't love your daughter. Why do you want her to be a queen?

"Del Ligueiria will perish soon. On the road to the end of the time of the Virgin.... Everyone in that country is incapable, including the Queen. I don't look outside, I'm trying to sink the country. I'm an impossible father, but I don't want my daughter to die. Yes, like Adelaide."

Dietrout, who called on the two of them, was stifling.

I can pull in the finger that was hanging at the entrance to the patio.

Side by side Heath and Franz are turning their backs on Ditrout. They continued their conversation with a view of the mountains in the distance.

"What did Adelaide say?

"There were also many houses at the Queen's funeral that had children with them. For socializing. Adelaide didn't. No one would have accompanied the young or the competent, would they?

Adelaide was grasping the disturbing movement of the King's Capital.

So I left everyone behind.

"A letter had come in advance from Adelaide. If you need anything, I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"… there was nothing I could do about it"

Franz sees Heath.

He seems to have smiled.

"Even if you can't love your child, you can show them the way to live. Yeah, think about it."

"Is it okay if my daughter is a puppet?

"That child is not raised to have his own will. Whatever puppet or whatever, whatever it takes to survive."

"... we are Perfilia people. For example, if I get in the way of your rape plot, I might slash your daughter and dump her."

"I don't mind. It's bad for those who can't live on their own."

Heath sighed.

"… I will work with you"

"... Heath?

"That one is now alone, trying to bear the country.... You know that, Master Franz. Master Din even feels heavily responsible for the lord. I'm not the weak one to throw out, but I want to get rid of the worry of that one who gets stacked one after the other. So I convince the Klaus"

"... you don't have to."

DiTrout teased the costume hem and stepped out onto the terrace.

I laugh at the two of them peeling their eyes at the look of surprise.

"I don't need persuasion. Now, I'm Klaus' master. I can order it. Right, Helmut?"

"Just like you said"

Helmut, who stayed in the hallway, laughed bitterly and concurred.

"Dear Din... come and be eavesdropped?

"This is how they eavesdrop on me. I thought. I have to be careful next time, too. Anyway, uncle. We'll take your suggestion."

Blood of the Virgin, doom.

It is the will of the Lord. I will not save thee.

That's what Elaine said.

Queen of neighbouring countries, you too, at the end of the Virgin.

Thank you, and from Franz, who drips his head, DiTrout shifts his gaze to Heath.

"I want Heath to come down.... Heath is not a nobleman. You don't have to go out with us."

"... don't tell me you're lonely"

"But this is a bloody wet road."

Kill the queen.

By the time you decide to do that, I'm sure you can't be gentle anymore.

Heath has been an affair ever since he was born, so when he became a lord, he wished it was a land where he could live in relaxation.

Because under me that won't happen anymore.

I wanted you to at least stay away.

Heath kneels down and takes Ditrout's hand.

"I don't mind.... you said you wanted me to help you, right?

Yes, and DiTrout smiled.

Heath must have already made up her mind. Just as DiTrout was prepared.

Gentle too. Amasa too. Real me, too.

Bury everything under the grave and walk out.

Dietraut dared ask, even if he knew he had made up his mind.

"... can you follow me?

"Absolutely."

"Then let's go together."

The earth that the Lord God hath bound men.

This.

Until the end of hell.