Ascendance of a Bookworm

May there be no human death because of the covenant witchcraft that I desired stability.

Benno's words were terror to me. I just wanted Rutz and my professional stability, and I didn't want to harm anyone.

Gaggling, I went home with Lutz. Even lead is heavy around my stomach like I swallowed it, and I am groping.

"He said you don't have to worry so much. My husband will do something about it."

I went home snorting at Rutz's comfort, but I just thought, anxious, anxious, anxious and I can't help but wonder if someone I don't know is suddenly dead or being punished for something. My stomach is tingling.

I'm afraid of getting people involved who don't know anything about what they're afraid of.

I really wanted to pull it off in the house, but Lutz forced me half way out to say, "If I stay still, I'm going to think about something weird". What is the current situation where you can only wait to hear from Benno while you make paper or go to the woods.

But even though I went through the gate to get to the woods after a few days, Otto never told me anything. I don't even listen to people who have had suspicious deaths. All around me was too usual.

After a few more days, distrust of Benno began to solicit more than fear. How can there really be death? I wonder if Benno is just sayin 'it big time.

Thinking that way, I think back to Benno's words, to his expressions and attitudes.

"... isn't it weird to think about it?

"What?

Leaning the girder, Lutz, who had made the Follin paper, frowned upon my words. After layering the paper on the paper floor, I shake the rutz.

"The fact that it works for people who don't know contract magic"

"Why? It's magic, so it's not surprising, is it?

With that said in a mild tone, Lutz came to lay the finished paper, so now I begin to lay the paper.

"It's magic, so it's no wonder, but it's weird to me. Mostly, if there was contract magic on basic technology or commonplace products, there'd be damage over there, wouldn't there? Even if contract magic is used in distant cities, we have no idea..."

"Well, you sure are"

I think on paper. If a patent-like system were to be incorporated into contract magic, there would have to be a place to manage it, like the Patent Office. This product comes with contract magic like this, if you don't let everyone know, it's too dangerous.

"You think contract magic has scope and terms just because we don't know. Besides, isn't such a dangerous sorcery likely to be more tightly controlled or something?

"I'm saying a lot about going away, but in the end, what's so worrying about Mine?

"Anxiety..."

Lutz's words stopped my hand unexpectedly. Lutz took my girder from the side and began to follow.

"When Mine wants to mislead his feelings, be quick."

Rutz raised his jaw just a little bit, urging him to "spit it all out because I don't know if he's hoarded up".

"... I'm afraid someone who doesn't know contract magic will be in danger. I'd like to think it's a joke or a lie about Mr. Benno. Nobody's in danger now, right? You're just trying to scare us, aren't you?... I want to think so"

"Well, I hope it's my husband's joke, for what? What the hell does my husband gain by cheating on us?

"Ugh...... Yes, even before, I've been fooled a lot. I feel like Mr. Benno is deluding me, hiding me, trying again."

I was about to turn us away and say we were going to do something... and I heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Is that it? Isn't Benno surprisingly trusted by Mine?

Me and Lutz look back bah, surprised to hear voices from behind in the warehouse that I didn't think anyone was there.

"Mr. Otto!?

"How did you get here!?

One eyebrow was raised gently, and Otto in his personal clothes, with a loose face, was waving his hands flickering.

"I brought you a message from Benno. You've decided, haven't you?

"Message!?

Sure, Benno told me he'd contact you through Otto, but I was wondering if you'd be contacted softly even when you called through the gate. I didn't expect to come to the warehouse like this.

It's finally over.

I don't know anything by such a simple message. I was making my stomach crisp in less information and I jumped for information from Otto.

"What's over!? How did it end?!?

"That sounds like a lot of trouble already."

"What happened to all the things!?

Otto simply flaunted his shoulder lightly and never gave him an answer that seemed to be an answer. I have no idea if you really don't or pretend to know but you don't.

"Didn't Benno explain?

"I hardly ever heard of it. If someone who doesn't know contract magic makes and sells paper on their own, it's a big deal. Just don't come out to the store until you're done talking to the parchment association."

Explaining what I had heard from Benno, Otto gently stroked his jaw.

"Hmm, the least you can do is ask."

"Was there any harm done to someone you didn't know because of contract magic? That's what worries me the most..."

"To avoid that, I suppose you lay down the method of making it? No damage has been done at all. Better ask Benno directly than that. When the work is over, you want to come with me?

"Yes!"

I got a chest grab on the word that there weren't any victims. Feeling lighter all at once, I begin to scratch the paper.

"Now you can make paper? This, what?

"It's a trade secret."

"Something's drooling, but what's in it?

"It's a trade secret."

Interestingly, when I look at the paper, I don't answer any of the questions Otto asks, and I keep working on it.

"Me and Mine are friends, can you tell me?"

"Ho ho ho ho. If I talk to you, Mr. Benno will piss me off. Right, Lutz?

As I turned my water to Lutz, Lutz clapped his shoulders and laughed nicely.

"Mine doesn't think, 'cause they say so often. You should keep your mouth shut."

"Hahahaha...... Are you talking without thinking about it? Don't let your blue muscles come to your attention and angry Benno."

"I have a lot of expressions that I feel like I'm exhausted, rather than blue muscles."

After finishing cleaning up the tools, the three of us head to Benno's store. He looked down at me as Otto held his temple faster than he exited through the alley into the street.

"... are you always walking at this speed?

"... yes?

"Wow, that's amazing, Lutz. A little respect. I can't stand it....... so excuse me for a moment"

"Hiha!

Otto, who said it was intolerable, finally gave it to me. Otto walks straight with Stasta. Speaking of which, Benno and Marc have been holding me up all these days.

Apparently, for an adult, my speed is so slow that I can't help but hold it up. I'm shocked.

When I arrived at Benno's, Marc welcomed me.

"Hi Mine, Lutz. And this time, thank you for everything, Master Otto."

"Sometimes it's okay. It was funny. Benno, are you in the back?

Gently give it back to Marc, who bows his head, Otto just goes in the back. He held me up with one hand and opened the door in the back room with the other.

Benno, it's the arrival of the goddess of water.

Speaking of unintelligible things, the moment Otto enters the room, a truly compelling glance is skipped from Benno that includes killing.

I was more freaked out because Otto was holding me up.

"Shut up, Otto. You want to be separated from Corinna?

Apparently, Benno, Corinna's father's replacement, has the authority to keep him away. Otto said he's the same as his son-in-law, and I guess he's in a position like the head of the clan.

Apparently I wasn't the only one who decided that Benno's eyes and low voice contained quite a few serious ingredients. Otto, who has Corinna at the heart of the world, hastily began to elucidate.

"Wow! That's a lie! That's a little joke!

"I'm not joking. I'm not joking."

Then Benno starts tightening his critical and Otto's head with a hard look to tell when he is or if he is serious. I'm afraid Otto's going to drop me, so I want you to stop.

"Mr. Benno, are you in a different mood?

"It's this guy's fault"

Benno glances at Otto, but Otto gently lowers me to the floor without even showing me how he cared.

"Benno wasn't surprisingly trusted. Mine was complaining. He said he felt like Mr. Benno was deluding him again, hiding something, trying."

I feel like I can see Benno getting angry. Otto definitely said something extra. You must be saying it knowing they're angry.

"Mr. Otto, don't say anything extra!

I ask softly how Benno is, wondering if Beno would be offended to hear Otto's words. But he did not look offended, and Benno looked at me and sighed like he was tired.

"Ha...... Is Mine good with you? Or are you suspicious? You have a bad personality? I wish I was quiet because I bothered to stay away from the trouble..."

"But since it's important as a merchant not to peddle someone else's words, you're right to try to read behind words and actions, right?

Otto grinned niggardly and put his thumb up all the way.

"Well, fine. Let me answer your question. Sit down."

When I got to my seat towards the usual table, I asked Benno what I cared about most of the opening.

"Does contract magic really involve unrelated people as well?

"Depending on the content, we can get involved. This time it was possible to get involved if it was bad. That's what I thought you said?

Sure, that's what they said. It was explained, but I wasn't convinced.

"But if there was contract magic on basic technology, commonplace goods and technology, there'd be damage over there, wouldn't there? Even if contract magic is used in foreign countries, we don't know anything about it this way... don't we have some kind of effective condition or scope? And, like, managing contract magic..."

stating what I thought, Benno nodded after looking lightly.

"Oh, the only city where contract magic works is basically a city with a contract. No small sorcery in the city will pass through the magical junction strewn against the outer walls that surround the city."

"Sorcery Conclave!? What, it!?

My chest bounced on the fantasy setting I first heard, and I accidentally embarked on myself and asked questions, but Benno stared at me.

"It's the foundation of the city, but it doesn't matter now. Are you sure you want to end your questions and explanations about this?

"Oh, no! Isn't contract magic very dangerous if it also affects people you really don't know? Isn't it strange to be able to use something like that?"

Unpleasantly Benno raised only one eyebrow and stared at me.

"Contract magic is not something you can use. The necessary magic equipment can only be given to recognized merchants, plus it's expensive enough for eyeballs to pop up. Besides, as you've thought, any contract magic that affects anything other than the contractor will always need to be reported to the lord. If there's any damage without a report, it's this way to be punished."

"Huh? Then..."

The minute I forgot to report it and wondered if I was in a panic about the damage, Benno gently decoped it.

"Phew!

"Don't get me wrong. I've already told my lord."

I found out before I put it in my mouth.

As I held down my forehead and roared, Benno snorted hun and raised the edge of his lips as he had won.

"When I reported it to the Lords, I was told to also report and register with the Commercial Guild as a contract magic on new merchandise"

"... which means you also reported to the commercial guild, right?

"Of course I did. Contract Magic Report and Registration. Then we'll get permission to start a new association."

"Yes?"

What is a new launch of an association? What are you going to do? Are you trying to do something really extra?

To words so unexpected, I tilt my neck with a light eye. Seeing me like that, Benno stretched his chest like he was good at it with a grumpy face.

"Plant paper is going to be a big business, isn't it? So I decided to create a botanical paper association like the parchment association to expand my business to other cities"

"... it's my first ear?

Benno nodded to me, who had caught his face all the time.

'Cause this is the first time I've said it.

"Hey, wait a minute. Isn't that fighting and selling from the front to vested interests!? There's no way we can end this conversation in peace!

Why so strong and GO! GO! I have no idea if I can do it. I don't see any rooting, concessions, or dropouts anywhere.

"It's not my fault you didn't end up in peace. It's because of that damn thing."

"Is that a transfer of responsibility?

Ugh, roaring and staring at Benno, Otto, sitting next to Benno, started laughing with his belly in his arms. I don't know where the laugh bumps were, so Benno and I just glance at each other and leave it alone.

"Nor is it a transfer of responsibility. I went to a commercial guild to register, but at the time of signing the contract, there was no real product, so I was told it was unregisterable. When the prototype was ready, I went to register."

"Huh."

"But the guild chief didn't like the fact that I was going to create a new association, and he said," I applied, and the final processing wasn't over after the season. "

Speaking of which, the guild chief had spoken out for their provisional registration as well. I remember being quite reluctant, although the guild leader who wanted to trade in hair decorations gave me permission to register provisionally because I didn't seem to have a choice.

"As was the case during our tentative registration, can we withdraw or dismiss the registration for private reasons of the guild leader?

"I can give you the best reason for this. That would have been the reason you weren't related to me when you were provisionally registered, right? This time there's already a piece of paper called parchment, so they can't feel the need to create a new association of plant paper."

On Benno's face, which seemed sincerely unpleasant, the atmosphere came back to his brain when the two of them were face-to-face. It's rude, and I feel like I've been having a fried leg deal all my life.

"I could imagine some kind of interaction between the two of us."

"I had applied for it in the fall, so I sold the paper this time without thinking it wasn't registered. Sure, I wasn't paying enough attention, but is this a transfer of responsibility?

And behold, I shook my head in haste.

"Uh, I think it's commercial guild laziness"

"That's right. The parchment association complained about selling unregistered paper. Shit, I put my job on the shelf, and I held the other shoulder from the start..."

Apparently, Benno's enemies were guild leaders, not parchment associations of existing interests.

"What do you think would happen if the lord told you to sign up for a commercial guild, but you hadn't finished registering for contract magic, and the damage was done to someone you didn't know?

What they told me to register but didn't do would be pretty bad hearts and minds, and I think it would be a felony.

"I think you'll be very angry with the lord"

"Oh, the magic equipment necessary for contract witchcraft will be taken away, and henceforth, dealings with nobility will be restricted, and the lord will punish the contractor. If that happens, I'm gonna give you a hell of a story. I couldn't let them know how to make paper until I finished registering."

"I see."

If it was vigilance against the guild leader, I can also nod at the severity.

"But how can we not involve you guys in an overly cumbersome adult rush? Most importantly, Mine is likely to talk to Pepper about important information without much alarm because he knows his face and is a benefactor to his life without thinking deeply about the impact on his surroundings."

"Yeah!? Do I not trust you so much?!?

"It's a pile up to now. Think back to what you did."

"Ugh..."

And when I remembered that which I had made in the house of the chief guild, I was stuck in words. Sure, if you think in Benno's shoes, I don't know what to do, it's best to keep it isolated.

"I understand the general background. So, was your meeting with the parchment association tough?

"That's no big deal if you just root it out. The only trouble is with that damn thing."

After all, the guild leader is Russ Boss. I didn't know vested interests were miscellaneous fish for Benno.

It's an unexpected development when I was on paper hurting my stomach.

Otto, who was quietly listening, opened his mouth, laughing at Niyaniya.

"They took me out, too, and I went to that meeting, and the parchment association finally agreed on a compromise."

"Compromise?

He said, "Dividing paper applications."

"Ah......"

I remembered what I suggested to Benno's words and hit Pong and his hand. Now that you have compromised, that means that the paper can be widely disseminated while protecting the parchment area once and for all.

Isn't this a step forward for my bookmaking as well? If there is more paper in circulation and the price drops, that makes the book easier to make.

I can finally make a book without worrying about paper.

If Benno builds a workshop and starts mass production, he's not going to have to worry about paper. Otto seems to have some fun in front of me skipping the thought that if I don't think about ink and printing next.

"So who changed Benno's mind that he had never given way to before!? Finally, rumors arose that the goddess of water had appeared in Benno."

"What goddess of water?

Lutz opened his mouth to see if that softened the atmosphere from the small difficult story of the meeting to the sidelines.

"Spring foreshadowing melting snow. A goddess who brings an end to a long winter."

In Otto's words I returned to me forever. Speaking of which, I have no idea the myth here. Maybe he's lurking in his life because there's so much God out there in New Year's greetings.

"... Is that god of water a different god from the Spring Goddess you were using to greet New Year's Eve?

"I mean something else...... you put together all the goddesses of snow melting water, budding sprouts and all the goddesses related to spring and say goddesses of spring?

"Heh."

Am I the only one who feels a little familiar with polytheism? At least it doesn't seem to be a world that imposes unfamiliar monotheism from the Reino era. The tension over the baptism ceremony was slightly dissolved.

"... that's all?

That's what Otto said with a decent face. You talked a lot about it because of me, but it could certainly have been rude in a "heh" word.

"Huh? Uh... glad to know about the goddess. Next time I'd love to talk about other gods."

"That's not what I meant, Benno's..."

"Otto, you want to be kicked out?

There was Benno's low voice on the seemingly elusive otto.

I feel that somehow my bad guess was the cause, but as far as Benno's angry face is concerned, it makes me feel like I don't know and I'm right.

"Speaking of which, why did Mr. Otto attend the meeting?

To stop Benno, who told me to break up with Corinna, I tried to send Otto a helpship.

Looks like you succeeded in turning Benno's consciousness to us. Get your hands off Pat Otto, next to Beno, who turned this way, and Otto signals with his eyes that he was "helped".

"Because if the Plant Paper Association starts moving, I'm going to get help"

"Huh? Does that mean Mr. Otto will be a merchant!?

Does that mean the day has come when Otto, who gave up the merchant's path for his marriage to Corinna, can be a merchant again?

Benno shook his head gently at me, thinking it was a pleasure.

"No, Otto is only a soldier. I'm just gonna use it when it's not."

"Yeah yeah!? Isn't it terrible!?

It's just pathetic to be used as a merchant by Benno after a soldier's work. Lutz is also nodding beside me, who raised his voice.

But Benno snorts at Hun and laughs niggardly when he sees Otto.

"It's natural to work for Corinna for rent. Hey, Otto?

"I think they're putting you to work for more than the rent?

Me and Lutz are not in the sight of the two staring at each other with a black smile.

Tired of staring at me not knowing how long it would last, I slapped a ton and a desk.

"Mr. Benno, I'd like to hear more. What happened with the guild leader after all?

Benno took his gaze off Otto and turned around this way. After gently clapping his shoulders, he smiles of victory.

"By reaching a compromise, the parchment association agreed to set up a botanical paper association, so the guild leader reluctantly admitted it."

"I made you admit, is that a mistake?

Although Otto's laying in, I think this is probably Otto's right. I see, I nodded and saw me and Lutz, and Benno chipped his tongue.

"It is the neglect of the commercial guild to prolong the registration even though we have had to settle with the parchment association, the victims and nothing more"

"Oh, that's right. But if you're too busy to read the paperwork, why don't you think about retiring? Like, what if I take your place? I don't think that was a necessary word, was it?

Otto's exposure took my breath away.

"Because that's what I say! They see me as busy, and I'm in trouble! Chief Guild, you must have been angry.

"I turned my face bright red and I was angry. People's faces get so red."

In a swallowing voice Otto gave me additional information, but I was not happy with it at all.

Benno also nods at Otto for saying, "That was a sight to behold".

"You can be such a jerk, you can make me angry as much as you want. This time he harassed me, and I had a hard time not having to."

With this one, the groove between the guild leader and Benno seems even deeper and wider.

"Anyway, now it's time to confirm the registration is complete. From now on, I will make paper and sell it. First, we have to decide on a workshop in this city."

Benno began to say that he wanted to decide on a workshop to mass produce paper because the troublesome problem had been solved.

"Start mass production in the workshop to coincide with summer baptism ceremony"

"Why?"

Otto tilted his neck strangely.

"As a result of intensive profit calculations, he decided it was better after the baptism ceremony and Lutz became an apprentice. I won't need to pay you both any more. Besides, if I were ready to decide on a workshop anyway, let me make tools, secure the ingredients, learn how to make them, it would be around the time of the baptismal ceremony"

"Right."

We had a hard time securing tools, too. It must take some time to prepare a number of major tools for mass production.

"That's why Mine and Lutz. I'm gonna need you to wash up and throw up how you make paper for your reference in deciding on the workshop."

Apparently, this is where it all starts for Benno.

I looked at Lutz and his face and exhaled a tired sigh.