Ascendance of a Bookworm

The carriage stopped at the entrance to the temple, and I found out that your man had stepped off the platform. Somehow I can hear you speaking to the gatekeeper standing at the entrance.

As soon as I tried to get up from the chair to get outside, Benno held me down silently. Looking up at Benno properly, his neck is slowly shaken to the side without opening his mouth.

I decided that I should sit down without talking, and I sat back a little deeper, and a small nod returned.

Ugh, thrilling.

My body trembles because I have no idea what's going on or what's going to happen next. With his fist clenched, as I looked around in the carriage, Marc was using the time the carriage stopped to do some writing.

You noticed my gaze, and Marc with his face up gave me a grin to reassure me. While I realized my face was pulling a little, I laughed back at it, and Marc held his mouth and began to laugh.

I don't know if I can break the silence, and when I inflate my cheeks and show that I'm angry, Benno follows my cheeks from the side. It's getting ridiculous to be nervous about just one person.

A little while later, when the carriage swayed small, I could see that your man had boarded again. Marc quickly clears the ink and pen and hands Benno the paper he was writing on. Benno looked through and laughed niggly.

The moment I try to peek into what's written, the carriage moves out again. Benno opened his mouth as the carriage began to make noise.

"At the gate, visitors raise their names, ask to take over, and have the gate open to stop the carriage. The order you get off the carriage is Marc, me, you. Take my hand and get down slowly. Don't jump or step off the steps by mistake."

I was with Lutz when he put me on the guild length carriage before, and he said, "Whoa!" He says he jumped with a hanging voice. I thought I was going to step off the steps due to nervousness and I look away softly.

"Now that I've asked you to take over, there's got to be some side service for you at that gate over there. You and me first, the one with the priesthood, and then we head to the priesthood in a way that continues with Marc with the gifts and the rest of the side service."

I said, "Yes, it's a donation," and I was just going to give the clergyman the money, but he had to do a lot of great things. If I took it myself, I can't even imagine how much disrespect I've done.

"I'll carry the box of donations exactly as you requested, so once you've checked inside in the Cleric's office, give me the words of labor."

"Huh? Like what? Thank you, or thank you for your help, or is that okay?

"Sounds more like a few more aristocratic words, but, well, that's fine"

Aristocratic labor words were "dauntless" or something? Whatever it is, it looks too great.

Um, think about it, I'll dig knight stories and poems out of my memory, but if they give me a different word than a book on top of having too many plays, I can't fathom myself just remembering a verse.

I'm a merchant opponent, and I thought there might be a good phrase for a business manner-based book, but I feel a little off because it seems aristocratic.

Eventually, lady, I dug out the words I could use from my memory and lined them up.

"Um, I'm glad to hear that you listened to my wishes happily and that you've done enough... or something?

"Where do you remember those words!?

Benno looked at me like a little. I'm too prestigious to judge if I passed or not.

"Couldn't you?

"... no, enough. Language is until you get back in the carriage, so do it."

Huh!? and swallow the voice that went out, with a pulling grin, but maybe, far from being an elegant lady. Correct your posture and breathe slowly and deeply.

"Yes, sir."

The carriage immediately crept through the large gate and stopped at the temple grounds.

The door is opened by your Lord, and Marc answers first. Next, Benno. I stood in front of the door at the end.

The sight I saw through the open door was the entrance to the temple, which I had no idea. Apparently this entrance where the carriage stops was the real front entrance.

Seems exclusive to nobles and millionaires, the front yard, which stretches out in front of the front entrance, has sculptures and green and flowery flower beds that make use of a variety of materials, and the entrance is decorated with colorful tiles, like the wall in the front of the prayer room.

The entrance straight from the boulevard I have been using seems to be dedicated to civilians on foot, and compared to this entrance it is like a back entrance. It is firmly divided into a world of black and white and a world of colour. I was reminded that there were clear disparities that I did not know, just the sight in my eyes.

It is divided from the entrance of the temple, which is called the house of God, and neither is it known. I see unexpected disparities and my heart shrinks.

"Mine, hands..."

Speaking to Benno, I reach out, haphazardly. As soon as I tried to peek at my feet, trying not to fall, I was held up with my hand pulled in a gut.

"Don't look down."

Nicole laughed, whispered quickly in a low voice, and I grinned and nodded nicely with the thought of scratching a cold sweat.

He interpreted Benno's precautions as meaning "don't lean even if you're not sure," but apparently the whole act of looking down was forbidden.

When Benno lowered me in an unusually polite motion, I could see Fran coming early enough.

"Master Mine."

"Dear Benno, this is my side of the service. Fran, can I see the Chief Cleric?

Leaning his neck just slightly, Fran looked up at Fran as if surprised, softly crossing his hands in front of his chest.

"We are ready"

"Dear Mine, who should I leave the gift from my husband to?

I look back, frightened by Marc's words. I took the time to look around, but no sign of Gil and Delia. I wonder if I should be in trouble without a haulier or if I should be relieved because I won't be able to do anything extra without him.

I can't figure out how to get it right. I decided to throw a round at Fran.

"Fran, would you ask someone you can trust?

"Yes, sir."

Even though he was thrown round, Fran nodded instantly and began to respond tightly. I don't look dissatisfied, I don't raise my voice "but". There was a figure of outstanding side service to meet the Lord's demands.

That? and tilt his neck.

Why did you suddenly change your attitude? The only thing I have changed in the morning and now is the language......

So I hacked.

Aristocratic language must have been important to Fran.

I was irritated by Fran's attitude, which only the chief priest saw, but as well, I guess Fran was angry at me for not having any shards of nobility.

My efforts, the Lord, are not enough for Fran to feel good about his work. As Lutz told me, I seem to have to put my back on and get my word and deed as a nobleman.

When Fran calls several gray clerics, the gray cleric instructs them to hand it over and have a gift. When I made sure I had the gift without forgetting, I started walking in the lead, "Come this way," he said. Unlike the morning when there was an atmosphere of dislike, it is now as lively as a fish that got water.

Benno prompted me with his gaze, and when I started walking about Fran, the line rose in the order of what Benno had said, as I had also done in the meeting.

But it was pretty hard to keep up with Stasta and Fran walking at adult stride. As I moved my feet desperately, my mouth opened as Benno walked half a step behind me combined.

"You seem a little fast, don't you?

"Yes?"

Fran looked back and blinked.

"Master Mine is your Lord, isn't he? I know repeatedly that it has just become a side service, but if you're not a little careful how fast you walk, it's time to fall. It might be an exit, but could you be a little more attentive?

"... sorry"

I let Benno, a guest, complain and shame Fran. It was what I, the Lord, had to say. For a moment, the words of apology nearly came out with my mouth, but here it is disqualified as nobility for me to apologize to Fran.

"Dear Benno, I'm sorry to bother you. Fran is a brilliant cleric trusted by the Chief Cleric, so you will soon remember. Don't worry about it."

"So for today, let's let Marc, who is used to handling it. It's hard not to be suddenly unconscious, like one day."

It says on Beno's face, "Don't come all the way down here and fall in the hallway."

Marc, who had a cloth wrap, let Fran have it, and after saying no, "Excuse me," he held me up.

Uh-huh!? princess hug!?

I held my mouth in haste, almost screaming at a different way of holding her. I'll tell myself gracefully, gracefully, and I'll give you a graceful grin.

"Fran, I need your help."

"Yes, sir."

Around the sight of the chief cleric's room I am lowered, and when Marc receives the package from Fran, he returns to the Gift Troop.

Even though it is the distance to the room of the clergyman, which is visible right there, Fran looks back several times and moves forward on his feet, mindful of my speed. When I laughed and nodded with the meaning "I'm fine," Fran gave a distinctly hospitable look.

Unlike the temple chief's room, there is no cleric standing in front of the clergy chief's room. Fran took the little bell out of the belt in front of the door where no one was, and rang. Usually speaking up, the door opened by the gray cleric after the response opens with one small bell.

When I tried to advance my foot towards the door that was about to open, Benno held me on my shoulder.

Looking softly at the others, they were all in a standby position. They shouldn't move until the door is completely open. Returning my feet to their original position, with a clear face as if nothing had happened, I too waited for the door to open.

Beyond the door were two grey clerics lined up, and the chief clergyman waited in front of the executive desk, following Arnault.

Into the room, Fran stops in front of a table for reception. When I saw it and stopped, Benno and Marc also stopped, and the Gift Troops aligned themselves on the wall.

One step softly Benno comes forward and kneels down on his left knee, gently drooping his neck, as I did when I did the vow ritual.

"Blessed be the glorious good day of the Rydenshaft, God of Fire, for the encounter by the guidance of the gods.... I'll see you first, Chief Cleric. We have come to this occasion thanks to the introduction of Benno and Mine of the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. After that, I want you to know me."

The name of God that came out of Benno's mouth as a matter of course, but I still do not remember the name of God. They can't even say hello to noble opponents without remembering the name of God, which varies from season to season.

Considering that I will actually be the one to say hello, I feel a lot more bloodshed. The word of the chief cleric who said it was his job to remember the Scriptures stains himself. It seems pretty hard to learn to interact with nobles.

"Let us give you more blessings than our hearts. that the guide of the god of fire, Rydenshaft, will not be brought to the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce."

With that said, the chief clergyman held the area around his heart with his left hand and extended his right hand obliquely, with his fingers aligned slightly above Benno's head. A blue light emerges from the flat of the pompous and clergyman's pale colored hair dyed blue like Benno's milk tea. Although the light quickly disappeared, it was clear to everyone that Benno had been blessed.

Breathtaking of the unexpected sacred and majestic sight.

Is that blue light magic? If I become emotional and push the magic, it will only be intimidating, but if I learn how to use it, can I have such a blessing? Instead, as a witch apprentice, do I have to be able to?

The list of things to do in the brain keeps growing. "Do it before you read the book," Rutz said, stinging.

"Dear Mine. Here you go."

When I returned to Fran's voice, the clergyman had already arrived at the reception table. Given my identity here, no one else must be able to move without me.

I stand before the chair, guided by Fran. That's good.

When I sit in a chair when I am 4-5 years old, I cannot sit until I basically climb. I usually had no problem with that, but it's just not a good day.

Unexpected pinch! The chair is too expensive to sit gracefully. What can a lady do at a time like this!? Trouble, the pose still works here!?

Staring at the chair and twilight along the way, I did not know if I would pass or not, but I aligned my right fingertips and placed them on my cheek, and my left hand accompanied the elbow of my right hand, as when I put my arms together, and looked up at Fran, tilting his neck slightly.

And stay put for 3 seconds.

"... excuse me, Master Mine"

Fran put his hand beside mine and let me sit in the chair.

Ooh! Got through!?

When I grinned nicely at Fran for adjusting the position of Gatan and the chair, a grin slightly appeared in Fran's mouth that was close to a bitter smile.

By the time I returned my gaze from Fran to the table, Benno had already sat next to me, and it was in his eyes that Arnault stood behind the clergyman and Marc stood behind Benno. There must be Fran standing behind me. The priest with the gift remains lined up on the wall.

"So, Master Mine. Is there anything wrong with what you were keeping here?

Open a box like a wooden jewellery box in which the sculpture Benno has always held with both hands, and show me.

In the box, there were five decent small gold coins. It's the first small gold coin I've ever seen. After a serious look at the sparkling glow, as he was told, I put my words of labor on Benno.

"Dear Benno, I am delighted to hear my wishes happily and to know that you have worked hard"

"It's a waste of time."

Benno leaves the lid open, places it on the table and offers it to the clergyman.

"Chief Cleric, this is a donation from Master Mine. Please give it to me."

"... Hmm, I did receive it. Mine, then, Benno. It was daunting."

The clergyman gently checks inside the box before closing the lid and passing it to Arnault. Arnault took it somewhere. Probably has a storage area.

"And this is a gift of greeting and gratitude"

A gray cleric at the wall entered Benno's words and lined up beside the table. Marc leaves one kind on the table at a time.

The clergyman, who was looking at the item to be placed, frowned.

"I understand your greeting, but what is gratitude? I don't remember you doing anything to thank me.

"We have heard that the measure of the Chief Cleric has determined the survival of the Mine Workshop. Thank you very much."

"I see," the chief nodded gently as Benno crossed his hands in front of his chest and lowered his eyes gently. Benno will introduce the items lined up to the clergyman.

"This is one of the finest quality cloths we handle. And this is Linshan. Right now, all rights are bought by me, but they were originally made in Mine Workshop. And this is also a new plant paper that was invented and sold at Mine Workshop."

"Ho..."

It was the vegetable paper that the chief cleric showed the most interest in. It confirms the touch to the hand.

"I would like to present this one to the Chief Cleric, and then, while you are not here, to the Chief Temple, who is at the top of the temple, and to the three of you, Lord Mine, who gave me this encounter."

Huh? Me!?

I accidentally opened my eyes, but I couldn't bear to raise my voice. Without realizing me enduring the surprise all the time, the two are interacting.

"This is great stuff. Thank you."

"You seem to like it, and I know the joy of it all."

"... you guys, line up this item on that shelf."

A gray cleric moves into the word of the chief cleric. Marc began to move to give the objects on the table to the clergyman or to re-wrap the paper with a cloth.

Ha, it's over.

I gave him the donation and he accepted the gift, so today's assignment is over. As soon as he exhaled howly and small, Benno's hand moved quickly under the table and slapped me gently.

When he looks at Benno and tilts his neck, Benno lowers his gaze, imitating the dexterity of making a smile with a frightened eye. Mindful not to lean down as much as possible, I also lowered my gaze and saw a small piece of paper pinched at Benno's fingertips.

I gently reach out and receive a piece of paper as I miss a kid who used to do these things in class. I had traded for a girl, but not a boy.

Benno is too old to say boy, but I've never exchanged letters with a heterosexual person before. Open the paper while Benno is a little thrilled even with his opponent.

I tried to hide it under the table and looked through it and it said, "Don't get distracted, Azuma".

Give me back my thrill!

The chief cleric turned this way, as he had foreseen that I was about to forget my grace. Did you find out you rushed to fix your smile, the clergyman's face changes?

When I was small and breathtaking and correct my posture, the chief clergyman waved his hand softly to the side. When the gray cleric who saw it crossed his hands and gently lowered his hips to thank the clergyman, he leaves the room one after the other.

"There are a few things Benno would like to ask you on this occasion"

The clergyman's face tightens, staring at Benno with sharp eyes that do not allow lies or deception. At the same time, the atmosphere of neighboring Benno was obviously stronger than earlier.

Apparently, we're going to get to the point.

I also stretched out my spine gleefully and grabbed Benno's precautions, which were written, "Don't get distracted, Azumi".