The Queen’s Cosmetician

Mariage asked Lilith, who calls on everyone with a confident face.

"... pray, so what?

Lilith looked back at Mariage wonderfully.

"Didn't you understand? Prayer brings us the Virgin. The Virgin will again save the fallen nations in times of confusion..."

"... the Virgin will not be resurrected in prayer"

"That's what you think."

There was pity in Lilith's words.

"Isn't that okay, too?...... but the Virgin will come back. To this western beast. To save us. The Church becomes the hand and foot of the Virgin, who guides the Sons of the Virgin. Like the knights who once accompanied the Virgin and laid the continent together"

Remember, and Lilith calls on everyone.

"When did this affair of ours begin? Since the time Maisemble despised the blood of the Virgin. The power of prayer has begun to be lost from us… witchcraft. We have already touched the reverse scales of the Virgin. We must unite to comfort the Virgin. You have to pray. Del Ligueiria is at its heart"

Lilith puts her hand on her chest to reinforce her tone.

"I am the center.... Del Ligueiria, as the descending place of the Virgin, will have the glory. … We will also solve the problems that plague the country now. Displaced, defense? Civilians bring in a lot of things, but you don't have to bother them right now. Because the Virgin will cleanse you of everything."

If the Virgin does appear, many things follow her. The whole continent gathers under her waving flag. Battle buds will also be picked.

The Virgin is a great magician. An old witch who gave healing blessings to all things. It may also be possible to heal the land devastated by war if its power is raised in modern times. Many sorceries lost will also be resurrected.

In anticipation of that, did you leave things that many people decided to join forces at the Continental Conference?

"Lilith Karsun. Do you really believe the Virgin will show up?

"Can't you believe it? Mariage Mizweeri"

"I can't believe it."

Instead, why can you believe Lilith's story? If the Virgin reappears in prayer, you should see examples in the history books.

Unfortunately, Mariage's idea seems to be a minority.

Mariage looked over at the nobles in the hall and fought. Many of them have a half-hearted eye for Lilith's words.

It's half-hearted.I mean, I've always thought that you might deserve to believe it.

Ridiculous. Less than half of us seem to be.

Horrible.

The humans gathered in this hall are never uneducated.

You know it's impossible for the Virgin who answered her prayers to show up and rescue people, etc.

"In this... has any of you ever prayed strongly for the Virgin?

Mariage was asking them unexpectedly.

"It's not just the Sabbath. Who offered a prayer to the Virgin every day?

I'm not responding to Mariage's inquiry.

The seemingly thoughtful things only made his gaze wander with a confused face.

Mariage told them.

"I have it"

My gaze returned from them.

Mariage repeats.

"I have. I prayed seriously. Every day, I prayed. But... the Virgin did not respond to me!

"The Virgin does not respond to greedy prayers"

Mariage disputed (hang in there) Lilith's objections.

"Do you want young children to pray for the healing of their mother's disease? Even the Virgin is revealed in much narrower quantities."

"I guess that wasn't enough prayer. You will not receive a little prayer until you are allowed to be with God in Paradise."

Lilith Karsun affirmed with a smile so cold that she was disproportionate to her poor appearance similar to her sister.

"If we bind our prayers to the peace of this western beast, the Virgin will surely respond"

The Virgin will surely lead us into a time of glory.

In the ancient times, as the Principality of the Devil gained the glory that continues into the present world, the age of prosperity is brought about by the Virgin.

No one laughs at dream stories with no specifics or anything.

Kneel at Lilith's words and show up until something to drink. Mariage remembered dizziness.

Prayer alone will not save anything.

So the exchangers are hurting and running. At least, all of Mariage's acquaintances.

The Siaries of Zemnam trampled the country, even with their hands and feet slammed. Fortuna in Doppelgum, too, should have suffered and been interested in the country.

Serenesty and Ditrout. Those brothers who rule Perfilia should also be wearing blood and shredding their bodies and minds for their wishes.

So does Mariage herself. I really didn't want to be a queen or anything. Oh, what an easy thing it was to have a seizure about your cuteness and live lazily -...

Second, I noticed.

(Nobody wants to get hurt)

I don't want to suffer. If it's true, I want to go down a fixed path, but let's move quickly. In this world, the path my ancestors built cannot be counted on. The road must think for itself. Besides, the answer I gave myself is not necessarily the right answer. There's even the possibility of pushing yourself down further.

Who would like that?

Prayer is saved. It's much easier to be told it's just one path.

The Virgin lost it and frosted a few stars. She didn't show up.

But that's because the rightful lineage of the Virgin ruled the continent. It should not be strange for the Virgin to have responded to people's prayers in an age of interruption and unprecedented coma.

Such sweet words must have gently stained the hearts of those who lose sight of the way.

"You look like a loser."

A man giggles at Mariage.

Mariage looked back behind her back. In the front row of the crowd, Byram Gertrude was mocking Mariage.

"Oh, I thought I had offered prayer to the Virgin, even if it had come true to see her face. I will continue to pray to the Virgin!

Mariage finally understood why this man, who was once supposed to seek power strongly, was following Karsun.

Byram must have wanted to trample the mariage.

If it's true, you're in a position to wear a poison cup.

It may even have been promised the right to degrade the dignity of Mariage's body.

Mariage laughed furiously.

"You can't win or lose the Queen's race, Sir Gertrude."

"... what?

"What is in the Queen's race is just whether or not it will be chosen. It's just that crossing point that determines the way the country walks.... about that time it was written in the history books that the queen died and that the times she ruled were good. It's called winning."

Mariage moved her gaze from a white-nosed Byrum to Lilith.

Mariage laughed invincibly and asked Lilith.

"I leave all the country's prospects to the Virgin who appears. Is that what you think? Lilith Carsung."

"... yeah. For there is no fault in guiding the Virgin."

Lilith affirmed, even though she seemed dissatisfied with Mariage's expression.

"Yes. Okay. Hey, when's that gonna happen?

"... when?

"Yes. When will the Virgin descend?

"This is when all prayers have come together and reached the land of Maboba."

"Yep. So, when's that?

"It's..."

Lilith says for the first time.

Mariage pursued.

"I want to know the exact date. When? That. As soon as you reign queen?

"Uh. Yeah, I am."

"Yes, then I will descend from the Queen's race, and I will descend the Virgin now."

"Oh... that's, I can't. We have the necessary preparations to welcome the Virgin!

"You mean perform some sort of ritual? So when do you do that? When and how do you perform what ritual? Where does the Virgin show up? When will the Virgin who appeared save us?... I'm not asking you to mess with me. I want to know. When will people's prayers be bound, when will the Virgin descend, and when will we be able to reclaim our former lives? It's... when?

The nobles in the hall keep an eye on Lilith.

Lilith does not answer. I just freeze my face with a grin and let my lips go to war.

"I can't wait"

Mariage walked out to the sight of Lilith.

"If prayer passes, maybe the Virgin does show up. Perhaps they will save us. But when is that? Is it today? Tomorrow? You spend it, not knowing when you'll be saved? Everyone gathered here, can you stand it? Ever?"

Mariage stood in front of Lilith and looked out at the audience.

"I can't stand it"

Shin, and the hall calms down.

The colour of reason begins to spread in the eyes of those who were addressed to the faith.

"I was the furthest queen on the throne."

Mariage put her hand on her chest and opened her mouth.

"As you all know. Until the Queen's race begins, no, not even after. My every day was filled with dissatisfaction and anger. There was no beauty, no talent, compared, mocked, this suffering, the end, the days of prayer".

Reminds me as I confess.

I couldn't breathe like I was blocked by walls on all sides back then.

"I didn't think it was right to challenge the Queen. I couldn't think of any other way myself. I didn't even know I had to think about it. But... I had a man to lay my way to walk, and something to affirm and help me in the way I had decided. I stopped praying and walked myself out.... so much more than praying, it saved me"

The three of us ran for queen.

There was sadness, but still, it was so much better than the days I just prayed.

Those six months are making me who I am now.

"I know that facing reality myself saves myself so quickly than prayer. So I cannot bear the days of prayer alone. I want to be saved sooner.... When do you want to be saved?

And when he saw the lip-moving men.

Of course, and someone said.

Right away, right away. I want to be saved right now.

"I have no power. You can't imitate a country in such a way that it fills you with blessings immediately. But I can make a way for you to move forward in no time. Lilith Karsun has shown you the way to be saved one day. I promise you I will make a way for you to be saved soon. … the way forward far more than just praying and waiting"

"Road? I say a lot, but what does that mean"

It was Byram who disputed Mariage.

"Isn't that what you're asking me to do, in the end?

"Yeah, sure, you'll wish for a burden. I repeat, I have no power. Even if I became queen, I couldn't do anything without help from everyone. And that's what I've been saying from the beginning."

"You reopened it! Ha ha ha! There's nothing we can do! Without our help! Ha ha ha!

Byrum grins with his belly. The aristocrats around him look far away at his madness.

Mariage asked the man.

"Then what was Sir Gertrude going to do besides pray?

A man shut his laughing mouth.

Mariage pursued him.

"Oh, take this pain away, I ran out of prayers to save us. I'm not even going to take responsibility for ruling the territory and being in a position to guide people"

"... deceitful"

"I say I take responsibility."

Individual freedom to walk the path laid by Mariage. But even if you fail on that path, Mariage will take the blame.

"I just leave my happiness to my prayers to others to wait -"

Mariage lowered her voice. That had some consideration for the surroundings to listen to, but it might have made sense for this poking guy to get out of the way and build up frustration.

Mariage tells the man with a smile.

"Not more incompetent than me?

One beat and the Byrum went up sharply.

"This, little girl, ahhhhhhhh!!

"Maria!"

Breathe into Alvina's call. She lowered herself and jumped out of next door to Silviana, holding Mariage's shoulder. Byrum is ahead of that white finger. The man's blood-running eyes reminded him of the day the cabin behind the castle burned down. At that time, the mariages were mistaken for this man, who murdered Alishuel's lover and fled.

Byrum's hand holds a dagger. I would make it, I think we should do a little more work with this castle censorship - even deducting that escape and infiltration have been achieved thanks to its loosening.

A moment that can also seem like a perpetual heist. One step behind Alvina, the knights move as they push the Byrum. At the same time, Alvina's lips spin a curse of something beside the mariage, and the steel in Byram's hand begins to corrode black.

He opened his eyes slightly and removed the pattern of his sword.

Mariage thought the reaction was geared towards a dagger change.

But it was different.

"... or... but... is..."

A flimsy Byrum falls forward onto the flimsy floor for a few steps. A red color bloomed on the apparel on the revealed back.

Lilith screams.

"Shh, shh, shh!

Inspired by the high scream, the surrounding nobles escape to all directions as they scattered spider sons.

One woman stands in that suddenly open space.

A woman dressed in a glorious thin red coat in a mourning grey ink costume. Long hair was simply tied up. There was no way to beat the white powder, and there was a dark neighborhood under my eyes. The red lips are bright on white skin. The twisted face attracted people's attention the other way around.

Mariage muttered the woman's name.

"... Mrs. Rudia"

"His Excellency Chancellor Tedius"

Rudia called Rodimus, not Mariage.

"I apologize for making the scene noisy. Where it should be left to the knights. However, as it was, we decided that it would be quicker for my husband's mad blade to strike Mariaj."

"... Whatever the reason, you can't escape the sin that was holding people back and bringing in their gains. Are you sure you were more willing to kill than you were?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

Rudia smiled and gave the dagger to the knight who stood beside her. It's even smaller than what Byrum had in his hand. The steel across the blade, which is only as good as a woman's, is so red and wet that it can be seen from a distance.

"Gertrude will take away the right to vote."

"I'm also prepared for that.... Do you admit anything other than the Gertrude main house?

"You're welcome."

Mariage was puzzled by the two as they proceeded pale. It was completely unexpected that Rudia would show up on this occasion. She should have been under house arrest.

Rudia said calmly to Mariage, who stood up while being supported by Alvina.

"... there was a burglar breaking into the mansion a while ago. They moved the location. … Then more people looked at my situation and helped me, and this is how I came to the table."

Rudia glances behind her back. A young girl and her escort and a man stand. The girl looked a lot like Arishuel.

(Oh, sister...)

Mariage recalled that Arisuel had a young sibling who did not reach the prescribed age for the Queen's candidacy.

Dear Mariage, and Rudia calms down.

"Your Majesty, and I will not call you in the future. Whatever happens to the end of this queen race."

"Your Majesty. I cannot see you so called. '

That's all I have left.

A nostalgic voice rose in the back of my ear.

"… please tell me one last time, Dear Mariage"

"... what?

"That's what you said to Lilith earlier."

Rudia smiled on a face resembling her daughter's.

"At the dawn when thou shalt be queen, what do thou want first? What kind of country do you want Del Ligueiria to be… let us know"

I wanted to ask you, Mariage.

- If you could be queen, what kind of country would you like to make?