Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Lutz!"

The moment I saw Rutz's face, I felt the strength of my body loose in relief when I returned to where my common sense would lead. As I ran down the stairs, I clung to the arm of Lutz, who was picking me up, and pressed my head around.

"I'm tired, Lutz."

"Ah, you look a little pale. Good luck."

Lutz slaps me gently on the head with a poff and gives me a hard time.

What I did today was read a book, but the side service seemed to be work to be on the side, basically someone standing nearby and watching all the time.

I often stopped worrying about things around me when I immersed myself in a book, but feeling someone's gaze every time I returned to me was quite uncomfortable. My gaze hurts or it's heavy, I'm tired because of the constant state of being watched.

Nobility is amazing. How long will it take you to get used to it?

I may be happy, as long as I can go home and sleep. If this goes from "good morning" to "good night," I'm going to freak out.

"Hey, Lutz. I'd like to see Mr. Benno now. Were you at the store?

"He was just home when I left, so maybe he's here now? Is something wrong?

I sifted and shook my head at Lutz, who seemed worried.

"You have to put down the money in a commercial guild and take the donation to the clergyman, right? Think early eyes are good..."

"Huh. Let's go, then."

When Lutz said that, for some reason, the sideline trio tried to follow him. Whatever it is in the temple, I don't want you to come with me to the outside. I don't want to be watched.

"... you don't have to come here, do you?

"That's not how it works. Because I'm a sidekick."

"Yes! There's no way I'm gonna see anybody without a side job."

All Fran or even Delia says it's "impossible," so apparently, it's common sense to take side service when a blue cleric meets someone. Keep a note in your head.

"Huh. If I didn't have to go, I'd slipped out. I'm hungry."

After all, Gil, who also seems to be oblivious to common sense as a sideline servant, looked at me resentfully and said so, and he was no longer turning his back.

But the other two don't try to go back to the temple. Give in, only Fran can take you. Still, it's easier not to have side-servicing at all, the place to go is the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, which is always in and out, and with Lutz, it's useless. I don't need side-servicing like that.

... Can I get rid of it?

"Hey, Delia. Will you tell the Chief Cleric that I'll be back with a donation when I get my story together with Mr. Benno? I'm in trouble if it doesn't get through properly. Please."

"Huh, I'm in trouble. Okay. I'll tell you what."

Niya and Delia had a palpable grin. Either squeeze it, or go straight to the temple chief for a report.

Today Delia turns her heels and enters the temple with the most pleasant smile I have ever seen.

As I breathed relief that I had been able to get rid of Delia safely, Fran looked dissatisfied and compared Delia's back to mine.

"Dear Mine, if it's a message to the Chief Cleric, I'll go. Let me accompany Delia."

"Fran, I asked Delia. If you're saying it has to come with a side service, you just have to be accompanied by Fran, right?

Fran shook his head with clarity and dissatisfaction in his face.

"But whether or not that will pass on to the Chief Cleric..."

"... now that Lutz is with you, Fran can go that way, too? Sure, I'd be in trouble if it hadn't been passed on to the Chief Cleric."

With that said, I started walking with Lutz holding hands.

It was Fran wandering around at the entrance and exit of the temple for a while, but in the end, he seemed to make reporting to the chief cleric a priority. He turned his heel back and went inside.

"Mine, okay? Isn't that the guy who remembers to take care of his health?

Lutz looks back and tilts his neck when he sees the entrance to the temple where no one is anymore.

Speaking of which, I exhaled greatly, thinking that there had been talk of letting the side servants take care of their health.

"... hmm. Candidate # 1 on the Temple Side, but I think it's hard. Firstly, because I am not motivated by the person"

"Huh?"

"I wanted to serve the Chief Cleric, but maybe he told me to come with him. Whatever you're doing, there's an atmosphere of dislike, right? If I could be more Lord than the Chief Cleric, I might change, but isn't that desperate?

"Mine is the Lord... No majesty, no piercing, nothing at all."

That's what Lutz said to make fun of me, and I laughed. I also raise my voice and laugh with you. I was horrified by the comfort.

"Hi Marc. Is Mr. Benno here?

On the way Rutz was opening the door, I could see Marc, so I waved as usual. The moment Marc saw me, he changed his complexion.

"... Mine, get inside quickly"

"To?"

Marc hastened to bring us into the store.

If you stop by the store without any particular promise, you will usually wait for us in the store, ask Benno first, then pass us to the back room. Today, however, he changed his blood phase and spoke to Benno as he opened the back door, pushing us through the room.

"Sir, Mine has come to the store. I'll be right through."

"What, Marc? So much so that Mine came, so hastily..."

Did you hear Marc shut the door instantly or Benno raised his face in a teasing tone? The moment Benno's eyes were fixed on me, his eyes opened, and he hung up.

"Khula! Mine! You idiot!

"Hiccup!

I sit around holding my ear by surprise with a sudden shout. Lutz also said, "Hih!?" and jumped up breathlessly.

"Huh? Huh? What is it to Mr. Benno!?

"I have no idea! How fitting to come!? Have you walked all the way from the temple to this point in time?!?

"... yes, is there a problem?

I looked down at my fitness and tilted my neck. Lutz tilts his neck with him.

Looking at me and Lutz, who didn't understand the fundamentals of the problem, Benno scratched his head with Gasigasi, and Marc held his temples.

"Mine, you're wearing blue witch clothes, aren't you?

"Yes."

"Normally, blue witches and clerics are nobles"

"Right."

"Nobility is the use of carriages for travel. There is no way to bluff the city on foot. You know why?

I leaned my neck to Benno's question. Reminds me of the carriage I rode a few times. It rocks and doesn't feel comfortable riding. But it's not like civilians can rarely ride, so they can be seen with admirable eyes, and they can quickly show off their status.

I used the car during Reino, when I had the usual means of transportation called cars, when I knew there would be a lot of luggage because I was going shopping, when I was traveling long distances, when the weather was bad and it was troublesome to walk.

"Um... because it's troublesome to walk on the lookout?

"No, no! Because if nobles were walking outside the fray, they would be kidnapped for profit! If you didn't want to be kidnapped too, don't wear that outside the temple!

"Ha, ha, yes, no!

I began to take off my blue witch apprenticeship clothes on the spot. I'm wearing my apprenticeship clothes here downstairs, so if you untie me, and I take off my blue clothes payingly, I'm done.

I have always been raised as a child of the poor. I never thought of kidnapping for profit.

Really? I thought these blue clothes were like uniforms, but to others, "I am noble. I have the money," it was like walking down the bill from my neck.

Benno exhaled a deep sigh of tiredness as he watched the blue solidification I carefully folded and held with a seemingly intricate face.

"So... what the hell do you want, Mine? You didn't just come here to surprise us, did you?

"Yes, I've been doing you a favor. Mr. Benno, will you come with me to the commercial guild and then to the temple?

"For what?

Benno tilted his neck just to say he didn't know why.

"I want you to follow me to bring down five small gold coins from the donation and carry them. I have the permission of the Chief Cleric."

"Why me?

"I've done all the expensive deals with cards so far, but the Cleric Chief doesn't have any guild cards, and I'm afraid to carry that amount, and if I complain to the Cleric Chief that way, let him serve me, what a surprise."

Beno frowned all the time at my complaint.

"What surprises you? That would be a side job, wouldn't it?

"... you can't be afraid to leave a lot of money to the untrustworthy side of service by no time at all, without skin."

When I said so, Benno turned his reddish-brown eyes round and blinked several times.

"Basically without thought, whatever, well, no, don't do it, I'm going in and out of the guild chief without punishment if I'm fooled. Can't you trust me? What kind of opponent is that?

I go in and out to the guild chief because it is in my interest. I trade in sugar and recipes, and I've been deceived, but it doesn't make any difference that I've had my life saved. Of course, I don't trust Guild Leader or Frieda enough to keep the money personally. If you're dealing with someone, well, good job. It's a level.

Side service was declared frontal "when I let you get in trouble," but there's no way I can be credible.

"One of them, attached as a flanking service, is the spinner of the temple chief, and one is the spinner of the priest chief. The last one is a problem child who feels harassed. As long as they wander around in the temple, I can't keep the money."

"You, I predicted... you hate me a lot"

I groaned small at Benno's exact allegations.

"Ugh...... Previously, I thought if I could read a book for about six months, it wouldn't be a big problem if they didn't like it, but it would be troublesome if this went on forever."

"Things have changed in that sense. As for the spinner, the relationship can only be improved on the surface. You don't have to trust me completely, so look for the part where I can take care of this. … the child in question must face the beast."

In the word Gil's appearance and beast came to mind Zal, a poor minister who slapped his hand on the tree and made a cackling noise.

"Beasts and humans are different, aren't they?

"Much the same. You have to listen to me. Beat me with a whip and if you listen to me, I'll feed you. Whoever the Lord is, slap him."

Apparently, it's not about trust, it's about obedience.

"... if that's enough time to take, I'd like to read a book"

"Don't bother! From now on, it's harder not to be able to use your side service in the aristocratic community!

"Ugh...... I will consider it positively."

Ha, and Beno, who sighed, shook his head gently to reset his head.

"You're out of line. By the way, when are you taking the donation?

"Are you going to listen to Mr. Benno's plans and make up your mind? If it's convenient for Mr. Benno, tell the Chief Cleric to come back with the money..."

Benno's complexion changed in an instant with my words.

"... that equates to saying I will bring it with me right now! Marc, get ready now! We're heading to the temple!

"Yes, I did!

Marc, who turned bright blue, popped out of the room.

"Uh, well, right on to the commercial guild..."

"It's a waste of time. You don't have to go out of your way. Give me your card."

After matching the cards, Benno said, "Go to the temple, keep your blue clothes on," and ran up through the back door.

I will put on the blue clothes again, which I have just taken off. The belt was tightened and the item dripped.

I never thought this would happen. What I said just wanting to get rid of my side service caused me a hell of a lot of trouble.

"... what shall we do, Lutz"

The way you promise, and the meaning of a few words, can be completely different if the organization you belong to changes. I knew it was that simple, but I didn't know it.

Lutz comforts me with a light slap on the pom pom and my head.

"We don't know anything about nobility."

"... yeah"

"I can't help but fail this time, but fix mine bad too"

"The bad part?

As I leaned my neck, Lutz nodded loudly as he looked at me with a slightly harsher eye.

"I know Mine likes books more than anything, and I've always wanted to read them, but before I do, I need to ask people around me a lot and learn how to live there a little faster."

"Way of life?"

"... I don't know anything about the merchant world either. I don't know if it's natural for me to be around you. So I hear a lot about small things. Then he tells me properly, whether it's for other apprenticeships or for Mr. Marc. You have to ask Mine without any trouble, or I'll never remember you."

Rutz's words echo in his chest.

I know that Lutz, who has lived as a craftsman's son and penetrated the merchant world of his own volition, is doing everything he can to tame the store. Yet, though I have read the book, I have not made an effort to become familiar with the common sense of the Temple, having jumped from myself into the world of the Temple just like Lutz.

"I'm going to work hard because I want to live as a merchant. If Mine wants to read a book in the temple too, first, learn how to do it. It's okay. Mine can do it. He's smart."

"It's not good. I have no idea. Rutz said it was more amazing."

I can't be smart. I have no idea what Benno said. For a long time, it has been said that knowledge does not lead us beyond.

"Even without thought, Mine is always neat toward his goal, so if it's for a goal to read a book without worries, Mine can do anything, right? Good luck with the book so you can read with confidence."

"Ugh...... Lutz understands me too much."

When I felt a little positive, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Giggly the back door opens and Marc comes out in a long-sleeved costume, albeit of cool material.

"Thank you for waiting"

Unlike regular clerical clothes, Marc wore a white jacket with long sleeves that flickered with cloth enough to make him want to say it was a shaker. It had a blue based embroidery on the edge and the length of the jacket was about the knee.

They have relatively perfect skinny white trousers underneath. It feels more luxurious with the baptismal sundress. The quality of the cloth is also of fine quality, obviously I can tell it is aristocratic compatible clothing.

"You kept me waiting."

Benno, who came out after Marc, wore a white jacket with longer sleeves and bigger sleeves than Marc's clothes, the length of which was as long as his ankle. The luxury of the embroidery is not comparable to that of the marc, and furthermore, it weaves a thin cape from the top. The cape is stopped by a brooch of goldsmiths with blue jewels on their shoulders, with flowery objects in their hands.

The slightly habitual milktea-like colored hair was solidified with something like pommerd and looked like someone else.

Gokuri and breathtaking in dealing with a nobleman who had to be so prepared just for his outfit. I am more afraid that I have jumped into a world I have no idea. I shouldn't have made a statement that involves others inadvertently.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Benno. I got caught up because of my ignorance..."

"Don't be so sick."

When I ran, Benno said that the flower ornament he had in his hand was "new," but he inserted it on the side of the pod and smiled as invincibly as usual.

"It's in the midst of misery that I have a chance, but it's my creed. We can impress upon the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce the swift and fine response if we are able to give donations safely while carrying out an aristocratic exchange. Let's go."

There was no lie in Benno's statement that seemed confident.

I don't know what order system is in the store, but when Benno and Marc got dressed and went out to the store, there were crates of jewellery boxes like enough to fit in both hands stuffed with donations of small gold coins, a cloth wrapped around a knurl, a small kettle and three wraps wrapped in a cloth.

And outside the store, four adults are waiting with a large carriage dressed in neat clothes.

When!?

Unlike usual, Benno lifts me as a poker and carries me to the carriage with a respectful attitude.

Benno played a pin and forehead as I looked up at Benno anxiously, seated in a carriage that I knew was costing me money.

"You are noble now. I'm used to it, so laugh if anything happens to you. Be magnificent. Never lean down. Can you do that?"

"... I'll do it"

I saw Lutz through the carriage window. Come on, I found my mouth moving, and I nodded loudly as Lutz could tell.

When Marc rides over and the door is tightened, the carriage begins to move slowly.

As unstable as Gatan and my heart were, I proceeded to the society of the first aristocracy I saw.