Ascendance of a Bookworm

From today on, I am the Witch Apprentice of the Temple.

I was told it would take days to prepare the blue clothes, so compared to Lutz, who finished his baptism with me, I would be the start of an apprenticeship job nearly a month late. I couldn't help but feel the long wait until I could get to the temple because I wanted to go fast.

Even though I said I waited a long time, I wasn't spending my spare time. I went to Corinna's with Tulli a few times to teach her how to make hair decorations, and there was a tasting for Katorkar. So Ilse provoked me to accompany Benno, who runs wild, to go on a tour of the bakery, and to participate in the downward examination of the pulling out artisans. Ultimately, I moved too much and fell asleep with a fever.

Though I've been busy with a lot of things, it's just a period of time in the library, and it's been a really long, thought-provoking day for me. But that wait is over today.

Finally, I can finally read the book! It's a book tied to that chain, too, isn't it? Oh, just thinking about it makes me excited and tickle!

"Mine, Lutz is here to pick you up."

As he circled around the room, he came to call me with his shoulders clasped as Thuri shrugged.

"Thanks, Touri. I'm coming."

"Mine, be careful not to get too excited!

I can't do that!

As I answered in my heart, I flew out of my house.

Since the temple is on the north side of the city, my favourite is the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce apprenticeship clothing of the finest clothes I have. Until I get the blue clothes, which are the temple uniforms, it will be fine as it is.

"Ugh, heh..."

I was skipping to a nose mix, and Lutz frowned on me and pulled my arm good-for-nothing.

"Mine, it's a little too floating. We'll heat it up before we get to the temple."

"Ugh...... That's troublesome."

I repented of my feet wanting to jump up on my own, grudgingly suppressing my hurry to walk a little faster, resentful of my frail body, which could neither float nor rejoice. Hold hands with Lutz and head slowly to the temple.

"Mine, are you sure you're okay?

He said, "I'll get some clothes today, and they'll just introduce me to the sidekick. I'm fine."

My attendance day basically meant the same day as Lutz's. It was the decision of my family and Benno that Rutz should have watched until now, until the side service attached in the temple was able to manage my physical condition.

I don't think it will ever be possible for anyone else to manage my physical condition at the Lutz level......

Maybe they want to keep Lutz on for a long time to come? Beginning with my family, Benno, Marc and Lutz are all very wary of the nobility of the Temple.

But the whole time I've relied on Lutz, there's no point in me giving up my merchant apprenticeship so I don't get packed. I tried complaining to Benno, hun! and Benno snorted, and Marc laughed vaguely and told me with a troubled face.

Oh, my God, Rutz said Marc's immediate instruction was to go in to open an Italian restaurant and open a paper mill in the spare city. It was explained that it would be a rather unusual educational course because it would be a liaison with me, the originator.

He wants me to start a new business, put more and more into practice, and slap on the job description.

That's not rookie training, is it? So, although I accidentally penetrated it, it means that the person in question can also go to the extra city much sooner than planned. I am very uptight.

If Lutz is happy, that's fine.

Come on, Lutz!

When I arrived at the temple, a gray cleric was waiting for me at the gate. A man of relatively disappointed stature sees me, lowering his hips softly, crossing his hands in front of his chest.

"Good morning, Master Mine. I'll show you to the chief cleric."

"Master Mine!? Pfft, haha...... You don't look good."

Lutz, blown out by the attitude of a polite physical waist gray cleric, laughs Kerakera compared to me and the gray cleric.

Noticing that the grey cleric's brow moved uncomfortably, I rushed back to Benno's shop with Lutz holding his stomach and laughing.

"Lutz, you laugh too much!

"Oh, bad, bad. Mine, if the 4 bells ring today, I'll pick you up, so just wait."

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

I waved to Lutz and dropped him off for a little while before turning to the gray cleric.

"I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable"

"... you don't have to apologize to me. And the Chief Cleric is waiting for you."

A gray cleric began to walk, turning her back to me surprised that she had been distracted and refused an apology. The tips and the sound of the wooden shoes echo the white stone corridor. I walked behind a gray cleric on my early feet, feeling heavily silent, with no sound other than the sound of my shoes.

As soon as I bent over the corner of the corridor, there was a noise other than shoe noise. Somehow I looked up, and when I saw the noisy one, I saw a glimpse of a gray witch cleaning the corridor.

She was a bunch of gray witches who weren't there at the christening ceremony, but their looks weren't very pretty. The atmosphere is completely different from that of a gray cleric walking in front, not because she's cleaning or because she's wearing thin dirty clothes, but because of the number of baths, or her sophistication.

At the same time as he sees the gray cleric, the witch or apprentice whichever way he is cleaning stops his hand and lowers down to the edge of the hallway and lays down his eyes in line.

Is this perhaps a sign of respect?

From the fact that I appear to be hiding in the shadow of a small, gray cleric, and that there was a witch who sees me as surprised later, it seems that this motion was not carried out against me.

Seeing that some of the orphaned gray clerics also have a class, the anxiety that I have stepped into a world with a completely different class spreads to my chest.

I have never had anything to do with nobility in my previous life. He lived in a basically similar living environment, and was treated equally there, thanks to the value of the product, even when he became associated with the luxury merchandise.

Am I okay? I don't know what a class society is, and it's a hell of a failure, isn't it?

Sin and a quiet, luxurious hallway sound a heartless shoe. I felt myself stepping into a world I couldn't imagine, including the Reino period.

"Chief Cleric, I have brought Master Mine."

"Master Mine" who reaches his ear is unfamiliar with his ear and doesn't feel like he's being called at all. It is uncomfortable and unsettling to be called by an adult gray cleric, even though he is a child, not great.

But in this temple, you get blue clothes and you get treated like nobility, so there's no way you can say "call it off" for as long as you want. The only way to call it is for me to get used to it.

"Excuse me."

When I entered the Cleric Chief's room with my head gently bowed in habit, there was for some reason a simplified altar at the front. I can see at a glance that it simplifies the very large chicks that were in the prayer room during the baptism ceremony.

At the top of an altar with three steps were placed the black cape and golden crown, which were decorated on the stone statue that was on the front chick at the time of the baptismal ceremony, with canes, spears, chalices, shields and swords on the central steps. Flowers, fruits, incense furnaces and bells are placed on the bottom steps, and blue clothes are carefully folded at the far end.

There was a blue carpet laid in front of the altar, which, even if I didn't like it, reminded me of the prayer of the baptism.

When I came to the Cleric Chief's room before, there shouldn't have been an altar like this. As I searched my memory as I stopped at the entrance to the room, the clergyman, who had stopped the Clerk's hand, rose up and walked to the altar.

"Mine, over here"

"Yes."

I walk slightly faster, and I stop in front of the chief cleric. After the chief priest looked down at me with an orange eye that looked like gold, exhaling lightly, he showed the altar with his gaze.

"You've made the temple chief intimidated by magic. The temple chief hates me while I'm afraid."

"... that's, well, right"

I was so puzzled by my arrogant attitude and sayings that I exploded my magic emotionally that my anger and frustration also flew refreshingly with my magic to some extent. But I know as much as the temple chief, who was intimidated by rampant magic, hates me and resents me.

Even though, he was scorned as a child of the poor...

"Originally, I took an oath to serve God and the temple in front of the altar in the temple chief's room, and there is a conferment of clothes, but the temple chief didn't seem to want you in the room, and I made an altar here as soon as I could"

"... sorry for the inconvenience"

Apparently, he hates it quite a bit. Isn't it a very bad situation that the Supreme Power in the Temple hates you in an irreparable state from the beginning?

As he was suddenly experiencing an obstacle to the temple life ahead, the Chief Cleric shook his head loosely.

"To avoid oiling the fire, it is better to keep the temple chief from facing each other as much as possible."

"Yes."

That's what the clergyman, who knows more about the temple chief than I do, says, so it's better to stay out of contact now.

"Then perform the vow ritual"

"Regards"

The chief cleric took the incense furnace and grabbed the chain attached to the incense furnace, shaking it slowly like a pendulum. As it moves, the incense that is burning dances and dances, and the smell of calming frankincense spreads through the room.

And the description of the divine artifact stuck on the altar sounds politely in the low voice of the chief cleric.

The black cloak at the top means the night sky, the symbol of the Dark God. The crown of gold means the sun, the symbol of the goddess of light. Decorated at the top because this couple god is the supreme god who presides over the sky.

The cane in the central step is the symbol of the goddess of water that pushes away snow and ice, the spear is the symbol of the god of fire that encourages long and high growth, the shield is the symbol of the goddess of wind that prevents the arrival of cold winter, the cup is the symbol of the goddess of earth that accepts everything, and the sword is the symbol of the god of life that cuts into a firm earth, apparently.

In the lower section is the offering to God. He says grass trees symbolizing breath, fruits celebrating fruit, incense showing peace, and cloths representing faith hearts will be dedicated.

"The precious color of spring is green. The colour of a young life that crosses a harsh winter and is born adorable. Summer precious colors are blue. The aspirational high sky colour of life that grows large and high. Autumn precious color is yellow. Coloured in rich fruit, the colour of wheat that drips down your neck. The precious color in winter is red. The colour of the furnace that soothes the cold and gives hope"

It seems that the colors revered in the temple change from season to season. Cloths, carpets, clerics and witches decorating the altar come together from above the blue clothes. The colors of the decorations will be according to the season.

"Now, say the word of the oath"

That's what the chief cleric says, kneeling on the carpet, standing on his left knee. Then cross your hands in front of your chest and drool your neck.

When I also took the same position next to the chief priest, the chief priest opened his mouth confirming that he was ready.

"Like reciting"

"Yes."

Nervous not to be mistaken, I stared at the clergyman's mouth. The clergyman's thin lips are slowly moved to make it easy to understand, and swear complaints flow.

"The Supreme God is a couple gods of darkness and light, presiding over the high pavilion sky"

"The Great God of the Five Pillars, who presides over the wide and haughty earth,"

"Fruitraine, goddess of water"

"God of Fire Ryden Shaft"

"Szczeria, goddess of wind"

"Gedurlich, goddess of earth"

"AVILLIBE, God of Life"

"Let the power of the Supreme God shine in the land of Ho Ho Ta, which is wider than the great sky of the pavilion"

"With the power of the Great God of the Five Pillars, He brings forth all things that are in the earth wide and wide."

"Do not be rewarded by the grace of that noble divine power."

"Correct your heart, set your mind, decide your heart, and worship and believe that you are the God of unlimited righteousness for generations"

"All the gods of nature."

"I solemnly pledge to pray, thank, and give even"

When I recited it exactly and looked up at the chief cleric, the chief cleric nodded gently to say hello and stood up, gazing at the gray cleric on the wall. The gray cleric, who was closest to the altar, moved without making a sound, and took the blue coat, which was folded at the far end of the altar, and handed it to the chief cleric.

"Blue is the precious color of the God of Fire who encourages and helps growth, and the color of the high pavilion sky under the command of the Supreme God. Give this to your faith in the Supreme God and to the cleric witch who vows to continue to grow constantly"

Given a blue coat, I was dressed by an apprentice witch who was on the wall. The blue coat was not covered from the top and was an easy object to fasten with a belt at the waist. They say that what they wear underneath will be adjusted properly by the seasons themselves, and that during rituals they will be decorated with various attributes to God from above.

"Mine, a devout apostle who has come by the guidance of God. We welcome you."

The clergyman crossed his hands in front of his chest as he gently lowered his hips. I will imitate it, too, and cross my hands.

"I am truly delighted to hear that you have welcomed me"

"Then pray"

"Huh?"

It was too abrupt and I didn't know what they were demanding. With my hands crossed, as I leaned my neck, the chief cleric frowned slightly as he was frightened by the evil of conjecture.

"I would have been taught at the christening ceremony, wouldn't I? Pray to God."

Is that it, GO Kopos?

That's right. Entering the temple means doing that on a daily basis.

... Are you all right, my abs.

After shaking his head to get rid of the abdominal muscle collapse and retiring baptismal ceremony trying to resuscitate him in the back of his brain, he tightened his stomach gushing not to laugh.

You don't remember, I pray, feeling the piercing gaze of such a cleric chief as I said.

"Or pray to God!... Huh!?

It's surprisingly difficult to keep Bishi and Gri O in shape. I need a sense of balance and muscle strength to support my weight with one leg. I could not pose as beautiful as the Baptist priests, and was unnecessarily flustered.

"Mine! You can't pray like that. Soon you will be attending a prayer ceremony in public. What if the witch can't pray? Be ready to pray by the prayer ceremony."

"Ugh...... I will work sincerely."

After the clergyman sighed and shook his head loosely, he turned his gaze to the grey cleric lining the wall.

"I introduce you to the gray clergy and apprenticeship that will serve your side. Arnau."

A gray cleric, called Arnault, gave instructions, and three gray clerics and apprentices came from among them standing in the corner of the room, advancing in front of the altar. There was one grey cleric, an adult man, and one boy and girl, not much different, one at a time.

Oh, my God, it seems that the gray cleric who led me all the way to this room was my sideline.

He has a relatively disappointing body and is about his father's height. He had dark brown eyes in his vine-colored hair and had the impression that he looked serious and had a low mouth count.

It was the same when you showed me this far, but he looks quiet and has a hard look. I have an atmosphere that is a little difficult to get close to because my mouth is pulled together.

"Fran, 17. Best regards,"

"Nice to meet you,"

I was going to politely return the greeting, but the reprimand from the clergyman flew.

"Mine, you're the one who puts the blue coat together. It's not something that comes into contact with a gray cleric."

"Shh, excuse me. I'll be careful."

I don't know the class society. I can't measure what's good to do and what's bad to do with my previous common sense. Looks like we need to learn common sense by hand, like when we started our lives as a mine.

Before me driven by anxiety, this again took on a seemingly great side of the anxiety element.

You're not nutritious, you're not much the same height as Lutz, but you have bad eyes and fine details. Though seemingly black on thin blonde hair, she has purple eyes when she looks closely. It is the first impression of feeling like a lumpy evil kid.

Wow, the bad type.

I've been reading books indoors all my life during Reino, and now I'm often asleep in frail health, and I'm a muscular pull. rambling...... no, he's a mess, an active, poorly spoken boy is basically something he doesn't want to get close to.

You won't be able to get along, I thought, and as I looked at the boy, he opened his mouth, looking up and down at me in a manner that the boy also deserved.

"I'm Gil. I'm 10. You're my lord? That sucks. That's awesome, little one."

"Huh?"

Is that it? Is serving good, even with this attitude?

Surprised by the silly eyes around him and the very bad mouth, he was puckering his mouth, once again, reprimands flew in from the clergyman. Not to Gil, but to me.

"Mine, Gil is at your side. When you behave badly, you must praise me."

"Huh? Me?

"Who does it without you?

He said so naturally, but how? I don't think you're the type to listen to me, even if I say it in words?

"Um, could you improve your language a little bit?

"Ha! You're not stupid!?

... Can I ask you to change?

The clergyman said no treatment. He's shaking his head like that, but I think this is an obvious misnomer. The moment I thought it was harassment, I fell into attachment.

No doubt this candidate is harassing. I don't think Gil can serve. I suppose you're asking me to push the civilian me into trouble.

Once convinced, it's getting ridiculous to treat them politely. It would be nice to deal with it the same way as the Yan boys in the class. It's basically through.

When I gently raised my hand and blocked Gil's words, I turned my eyes to the only girl in line as a side-service.

Light watery eyes on deep red hair. Beautiful face, though she looks like she's in a good mood. She's not cute, she has a beautiful face.

I think she's a girl who understands what she looks like and knows how to flatter a man. Women keep sniffing at each other, don't they?

"I'm Delia. I'm eight. Let's get along."

To tell you to get along, Delia's eyes aren't laughing at all. Seeing the atmosphere that you obviously can't be one of them, it looks like you've entered an offensive posture.

Still, I guess Delia, with a seemingly dazzling grin, is not a problematic candidate for the chief cleric. There was no reprimand.

Every aspect of service has no shards of friendly atmosphere, and I don't feel like I can do it well at all. I'm just tired of being on my side.

"Um, Chief Cleric. I have never served before, so I don't have to be there..."

"No. It is incumbent upon the Blue Cleric to have a side service. They are a side service chosen by the temple chief and me. You have to do what they deserve as their Lord, more than you are in blue clothes."

"... Really? Okay."

You can't tell me you don't want it?

Besides, I don't have a choice, do I?

Temple Witch Apprentice, likely frustrated since the first day you made your vows.