Ascendance of a Bookworm

Having fallen in front of the temple chief, I was returned to the lodging room by a grey cleric summoned by the temple chief, and a witch was placed as a watchdog not to walk on her own.

As a result, I couldn't sneak into the bathroom by myself and took care of the witch.

I couldn't face the witch with the sorrow and embarrassment of being watched by others and causing them to end, I wanted to follow Gorongolon wearing a futon to my head, but I couldn't do that with no strength in my body either.

Rutz came to see how he was doing after the baptism ceremony as he stretched out on the bed and was disappointed in his inexhaustible self. Lutz peels off his eyes a little and rushes over to the side of the bed in an obscure manner with surveillance attached to the beautiful room.

"What have you done, Mine!?

"Uh, looking for a water field and getting lost... fell"

Slowly holding his head up from the bed and answering roughly, Lutz, who was looking at me with a slight gaze, put his arms together and shook his head.

"That's not all, is it? Say it all."

"Ugh...... Uh, find the library, get excited..."

Lutz narrows his eyes and tilts his neck in the middle of the word.

"What's a library?

"God makes and pays, and paradise in this world"

"Huh?"

"... in a room full of books"

"Ah...... Enough. You don't have to tell me everything."

Lutz waved his other hand patterned as he held his forehead with one hand. Now that the story has been cut off, I take the hair decorations that are by my bedside in an attempt to make my way home.

"You didn't say anything important, did you? I sued the temple chief and he fell, this young lady."

As she wrapped her hair together, the witch of the watchman who was listening to our conversation clasped her shoulders in a frightened face.

A faint rutz picks my cheek and pulls.

"What are you doing, idiot!

"I'm sorry. I was just a little too excited, I think."

I wish I could have carried things a little more calmly and rationally, but the result is O'Rei. It also gave me the purpose of being a temple witch, and I was to be allowed to read the scriptures in the temple chief's room. I reflect, but I don't regret it.

"I'm leaving before I do anything extra."

Beared by Lutz, when he left the temple at the witch's lead, he waited for us to come out in the square in front of the temple in a way that his father was caustic.

"... you have a pick up. Then I'll do it."

"Thank you for your help"

As it were, I was to be carried home by my father. It makes me want to sleep when I leave it to the wobble as I hear Rutz briefly report to my father on the road what happened today.

"I'll go home after I've signed the contract at the store."

When he regained consciousness of Lutz's voice, it was in front of Benno's shop. Exactly. I can't even stop by Benno's store in this condition. Today's report and Lutz going to the contract as an apprentice were to be split in front of Benno's shop.

Marc, who noticed us, picks us up from the store. I waved to Marc from my father's back.

"Thank you for today, Mr. Marc. I can't stop by the store, so I'll come back."

"Take care."

"Lutz, contract, hold on."

"Ooh. Get some rest."

I went home with my father, waving to Lutz and Marc, who would drop me off.

After a bit of a sumptuous dinner to celebrate, drinking tea with my family, I saw my father. I have to talk about wanting to be a witch apprentice.

"Hey, Dad."

"What?

My father put his mouth on the glass and took a bite.

"I'm going to be a temple witch apprentice."

My father's smile disappeared in an instant.

Next moment, Dan! and made a loud noise, and the cup was struck on the table. Just like me, freaking out, the tea that jumped up in the cup falls on the patter and on the table.

"... what? Say it again."

Surprised by my father's awfully low voice, I blinked. My heart makes an unpleasant noise when my spine is stripped of so much anger and disgust that it shivers.

"... of the Temple, Witch Apprentice"

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm not putting my own daughter in a temple."

"And, Dad. Why are you so angry?

Suddenly I have no idea why I turned into a leopard, and I can only be confused. Though I thought they would disagree, I had no idea my father would be mad at me for stripping him of his disgust so far.

"Clergy and witch apprenticeships are what make orphans! An orphan with no parents and no shelter has no choice but to live. It's not what Mine will be!

"What makes an orphan, is it?

"Oh, yeah. It's not like having a mine with all the parents. Don't ever say that again!

I was just stunned by the attitude of my father, who had no island to attach. And on the other hand, I was also convinced of my father's words.

It was just a little hooked. To the reaction of the temple chief or the phrase "child of a family like you" as if he hadn't thought about the existence of a Witch Apprentice hopeful.

"Gunter, Mine didn't know, so don't say it so tight"

"... oh yeah"

A slowly breathing father strokes my head as he exhales irritating emotions. And my mother tilted her neck slightly as she gently wiped the table where the potatoes and tea flew.

"Still, why did Mine suddenly say he wanted to be a witch apprentice or something?

A sense of discrimination against clerics and witches appears clear from the ends of their parents' words. I was surprised because I thought clerics and witches were somewhat of a revered profession.

"Me, I fell down at the christening ceremony, and I was lost looking for a water field."

"He was in the lodging room, wasn't he? Mostly, if you leave the room, there's a water field."

My father twisted his neck when he was briefly asking about the situation from Lutz. Indeed, large rooms used by civilians often have water fields just around the corner.

I shook my head small.

"... I felt really mistaken for a lady because the sunshine was so luxurious that I was put through to a room where a merchant bringing a noble reference stayed. So it's not right around the corner..."

"Oh, I can't help it with those clothes."

My father nodded several times. Both my mother and Touri have a convincing look.

"I walked into a place that nobles would use while I was lost."

Zach and his parents blued. Because it is an identity society, the division of residence is thorough. If you get flustered and lost and become obsessed with the nobility, there is a good chance that life will end there.

"The witch found me, so I never met with your nobility, but there was a library. There were so many books. I wanted to read it, I wanted to read it, and I couldn't..."

"Books, you say?

My father's brow moved pickly.

"When I asked how I could get in, they told me that if I became a witch apprentice, I could get in..."

"So you thought about becoming an apprentice without thinking about it?...... ha. Give up the book. You can make your own as you've always done."

"Huh?"

I couldn't believe what he told me to give up the book, and I stared at my father. The Father looks to me with a serious look that does not give him any grin.

"Mine cuts off from his family, and who chooses to live as a witch apprentice in an orphanage to read a book, or spend as much time as ever with his family?

I was told that I could choose between family and books, and my head turned white.

I want to spend time with my family until it's critical to eat and decay. I wanted to make a few books in that time and be satisfied with reading them.

I was excited to find a library today and float that I might be able to read the book, but I never thought about leaving my family.

"... with your family, cut off the edge?

My lips tremble and I don't have a decent voice. When asked in a plundering voice, my father nodded heavily.

"That's right. The witch apprentice will live in a temple. The job is tough, and the only people I work with are orphans. You can't be a eating mine. What the hell can you do when you can't even manage your own health and fall at baptism? Besides, books are expensive. Is it so rare that strangers are protected by magic equipment or something so that they don't come in? You just became an apprentice, and it's something you touch right away?

My father's words are the best, and there is no objection.

My head gives an answer that it is impossible to become a witch apprentice. But I don't want to be shown all those books and give up.

Tulli took my hand as I chewed my lips off in a mood to cry. Put tears in my eyes and shake my hand tight to let go.

"Does Mine want to be a witch? You promised me that you'd be with me, and you want to be a witch enough to break your promise?

Touri's words hit Scon and his chest. I shook my neck to the side as I felt my strength fall out of my body.

"... yeah. I just wanted to do something to read the book that was in front of me. I don't want to be a witch."

Witch apprenticeships are not just a means to an end. I don't want to make my family cry and stay away from them.

In my answer Thuri shines his face, yet, a glimpse of anxiety.

"Good.... Mine will stay with you, won't he? You promised, didn't you?

"Yeah.... when you're feeling better, I'll say no to the temple chief"

Hearing the answer which I had sent down, my father held me in his arms, exhaling his relieved breath as the grasp of his breast had descended.

"I'm glad you understand. You are my precious daughter. I don't want a temple."

I'm glad I didn't have to grieve my family, even though I do have a mind to think about it, the moment I closed the path that leads to the library myself, the fever of eating began to spread in my body.

"Mine, you're starting to get fever, aren't you?

"You fell many times a day, didn't you? The tension thread was broken after the conversation. Go to sleep now."

I was put in bed and my eyes closed gently as I felt the fever of eating slowly spread.

You never thought you'd be able to pick a book.

Until now, the option of not choosing a book among me has never existed. The Reino era would have taken the book with instant answers and left my family. Whatever you put down, it was the book first.

And yet now I can't pick a book with instant answers. I thought my family was the most important thing because the book doesn't exist around me, but when did my family seem to be as important as the book?

But I found it because of you. Books, I want to read.

I can't choose between family and books, but there's no way I can trump a book. Trying to push heat in like that doesn't work out the way it always does. The fever of eating builds momentum as it mocks the precarious mental state that leaves untrained in the library room.

Feeling frustrated by the heat that didn't work the way I thought, I began to explore my own compromises in both family and books.

Is there any way I can read a book without being a witch apprentice? When I talked about donations, I changed my attitude, and I made some more money, so I could pile up some money and get permission to come in? I don't feel like imitating people beating their cheeks with money, but you can't replace their bellies on their backs, can you?

Would it be a little satisfying if I went to the temple chief's room and let him read the scriptures alone?

In the end, it took me two days to contain my eating fever. My fever is finally down and I can get up, but my body is still weak. The fever of eating caught on, so if I slept all day today, I would recover.

Lutz, who came to see how things were going, looked at my face and looked difficult.

"You're still pale. My husband said he wanted to talk to Mine, but he's not gonna make it today."

"Lutz, do you have plans for tomorrow? I want to go to the temple, and then I want to go to Mr. Benno's shop, will you come with me?

Lutz tilted his neck a little to my inquiry.

"Temple? Nothing good, but what are you going to do?

"To read the Bible.... Finally, I'm turning down the witch apprentice story"

"Huh? Witch apprentice? Where'd you come from?

Speaking of which, although the witch told the temple chief that she had directly sued him and fell, she had not talked about what kind of direct sue she had.

"You said you found the library at the baptism, didn't you? I was told that only the temple officials would let me in, so I thought I'd become a temple official. I jumped when I heard the Witch Apprentice was the easiest."

"It's more reckless than me being a traveler, isn't it? Hey, look at reality. Mine taught me to look for a viable detour, instead of pushing for a leg, didn't he?

Rutz's words stabbed me in the chest painfully, turning from dreaming boy convenient to dreaming boy chasing dreams with feet on the ground.

"... all I thought about was reading a book on the shortest route"

"When it comes to books, Mine really doesn't see around. Why don't we just go to the temple and stop? Seems bad for the body with a series of expectations and disappointments. Isn't the fever of eating coming out?

"At least I thought about just reading the Bible and suppressing my eating fever."

Lutz looked down at me with an indescribable face and pounded his head with a bitter smile.

"Did you fold it yourself? I didn't think Mine would give in with respect to the book. Well done.... Well, if you just feel like going to the temple. Whatever you think, I don't think it's possible for Mine to live in a temple."

"Yeah, I know"

The next day I went with Lutz to the temple. I'm going to Benno's, so I'm wearing new beautiful clothes. The area around the temple chief's room is luxurious, so it's partly because I thought this one would be better than my regular clothes.

Tell the gatekeeper his name and tell him he wants to see the temple chief. It seemed like the story had already been conveyed, and a gray cleric was to show up and be able to guide me through the temple.

"What about Lutz? You don't have anything to do if you come with me, do you? What if I've been studying a lot at Mr. Benno's store? When you're done with your business at the temple, we'll go to the store, okay?

"I'll pick you up when the 5 bell rings, so wait. Don't flirt on your own, okay?

"Okay."

The gray cleric guided me to the temple chief's room, but the temple chief was absent. Instead, the clergyman in blue welcomed me.

In about the same generation as my father, he stretches his light, watery hair to about his shoulders. The temple chief is a majestic, slightly wide-eyed grandfather, but the clergyman is quite tall and in a fashion. Putting people together on a practical level and looking like a runaway doer.

"Are you Mine? I have heard from the temple chief. Come on, come in."

"Thank you"

"Until the temple chief returns, he asks me to read the scriptures and do it"

I hear the Chief Cleric makes me read it, but did I do anything to get the Cleric's own hospitality? Oh, a donation?

He's the one who makes expensive donations, so I guess he treats me politely. Apparently, the amount of donations offered had considerable impact. This could pave the way to the library depending on the negotiations.

"Then listen there."

At the table in the center of the room the chief cleric began to read to me, but I just see the cover of the book sitting in the front. Apparently, they won't let me touch the book. It is a courtesy that keeps me vigilant about what the hell I do and what I think.

"Um, Chief Cleric. I don't want to hear it. I want to see the book."

"Why is that? Didn't you want to know God's story?

"I want to know the words, but I don't know them."

In my words the chief cleric turned into a void expression. After a little thought, I nod deeply.

"... I see. However, this is a precious Bible. Can you promise never to touch me?

"I will"

The chief priest puts me on his lap so that the scriptures can be seen, while he reads. Yellow parchment paper that touches the edge or when scrolling the page is spelled out with beautiful flowing text. I inhaled the smell of old paper into my chest and sighed with admiration, ho, ho.

After all, the baptismal ceremony story seemed to chew me up to a lot easier rhetoric. The atmosphere sounds quite different.

I will learn new words as I ask the clergyman to read the Scriptures. It's interesting to see one general noun or verb after another that I've always wanted to know.

Fingering and reading out familiar words, careful not to touch the scriptures, the amused clergyman began to teach the words.

"You remember a lot better. It is worth teaching that absorption is so good.... Aren't you noble? Is it possible that one of the parents is drawing noble blood?

"I don't think so at all"

"Well, that's too bad"

I have no idea why the Chief Cleric would be sorry. I just wonder if this cleric chief has the same priesthood and witch education as Marc does. Teacher-like or accustomed to teaching people things, the atmosphere is similar to that of Marc.

"Oh, were you here? Sounds like you kept him waiting, huh?

Since the temple chief had returned, I was told to return to the chair, and the scripture was carefully spelled out by the chief priest and returned to the shelf.

"The chief cleric read the scriptures, so we had a very meaningful and enjoyable time. Thank you for your generosity."

The temple chief sat in a chair where the clergyman was sitting in a relaxed motion, and the clergyman stood beside him.

"So, what did your parents say?

"Witches are what make orphans, so they scolded me for saying no"

I dropped my shoulders in the words of the temple chief, who opened his eyes to expectations and embarked on himself.

The temple chief sighed hah and shook his head. From beside the temple chief, the clergyman opens his mouth.

"I haven't decided it's something else to have an orphan. There are also aristocratic children. Sure, clerics and witches have a good chance of orphans, but that's because they can't get into any other profession. Orphans have a limited number of jobs to get, and there's only one way to become clerics and witch apprentices."

I blinked my eyes several times at the word of the chief priest.

"How can you not take up another profession?

"Because there's no one to introduce me or take care of me"

I was very convinced. Referrals within relatives and bodies certainly do not make the job system in this city friendly to orphans, which determines whether they can become apprentices. I can't even imagine the hardship of an orphan who can't even look for a handover, even though it's a struggle to just choose a job other than the one his parents refer to.

"You don't have to be an orphan to be a witch. I want you to understand that."

"Yes, but the apprentice lived in a temple, and he told me that I couldn't do it because I was weak and I couldn't do a tough job as an apprentice"

"You weren't ill, you're usually frail?

The temple chief glances at the white beard with a slight frown. I nodded loudly and affirmed, wanting to try on Santa's costume in the winter, in the corner of my head.

"Yes, I'm sick of eating."

"Eat!?

The temple chief, who was in a loose and tattered motion, opened his eyes and stood gagged. The clergyman who stood, laying his hands on the van and on the table, comes up against me.

"He said he was eating!

"Yes. What's that?

Stuck by two people who changed blood phases, I pulled my body reflexively. Before me frowning as to whether I had said anything wrong, the temple chief points to the door with his trembling hand in small pieces.

"Chief Cleric, bring me that one"

"I know, sir"

The clergyman, who nodded lightly, walks with Stasta with a large strand that takes advantage of his long legs. It's graceful at first sight, but it's very fast. I don't know how hasty you are, but the door the clergyman left open.

At the edge of my sight, which I drop off distracted, the temple chief turned his body toward a shelf decorated with scripture.

"Pray to God!

All of a sudden I was raised only by my hands together by the temple chief who began to pray for G.O.K.

"Thank God!

A frightening look at the back of the temple chief, who is grounded in a flowing motion, frightens the hell out of what happened.

Obviously, I think something's unfolding badly. I want to get out of here, but thinking from the earlier sword screen doesn't make it that easy.

I slowly strayed from my gaze from the head of the temple, who kept praying, sitting in a chair and solidifying.

If you think the cutlets and footsteps are approaching at much faster speeds from across the door, the clergyman returns with something twisted in the cloth.

Carefully placed while cloth was taken on the table was the chalice that the stone statue in the prayer room had.

"Touch this chalice."

"Huh? Can I touch this?

"Oh, come on"

Reach out in horror to the Holy Grail placed on the table. With a giddy eye, I'm afraid of the two of you who are going to stare.

As soon as my fingertips touched, the Holy Grail emitted a dazzling light.

"Wow!? What is this!?

If I pull my hand in haste, the light of the Holy Grail will disappear. Before me comparing my fingers to the Holy Grail, the temple chief and the clergyman looked at each other and nodded at each other.

Mine, I want to talk to your parents.

Dad, Mom, I'm sorry.

Something seems to have become important.