Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Idiot! I didn't get it!

As Lutz gazed for a moment, the fruit of the tau I threw did not reach the dirt part, and was slapped into the corner of the critical cobblestone, bread! Dad, bread! And I could play it.

The moment the red fruit breaks, the small seeds splash wide around and suddenly many sprouts start swelling all over his face. The seeds that flew on the dirt part began to bud, but those that fell on the cobblestone withered rapidly, and the germinated quickly grew to the area around the ankle.

"Whew!"

"Wow!?

"This grows quickly. When you're about knee, you mow one after another!

I look closely at Trombe as Lutz grows slightly as I give instructions to the orphans whose hips are pulling.

"Fran, retrieve mine and wait in the back!

At the same time as Lutz's instructions, I am lifted up by Fran and off the front. I have no blade at all. All I can do is support everyone.

"Come on, guys!

"Him!"

Lutz grabbed a blade like a bamboo and ran to prune the scattered object to the deepest end. Running following Lutz, Gill was the one who mowed the trombe the most.

"Go!

Cut the thin branches, along with the sound of the blade Gil has. The orphanage children, who saw that the branches could easily be cut off even in an unmade manner, and that the cut branches did not grow any further, were simultaneously cut into trombes.

"Master Mine, what is this?

How much information will flow from Fran to the Chief Cleric? Could this be a sermon flag? It's not a fuss, but I'm desperate to rotate my head wondering if I can manage to mislead it as is often the case outside the temple.

"It's a luxury paper ingredient. Now you can have something much more expensive than the usual paper."

I'm not lying. But it shouldn't be the answer Fran wants to hear. Gill's voice echoed as Fran opened her mouth every time she said something.

"You can't do it with a knife when you grow that far. Get out! I'll do it!

When I looked back at Ba, I saw Gil lowering the girl with the knife and cutting off the branch stretched to the height around their fat crotch with a blade Zanzan. I can see Gill's growth going to the woods as a delight.

"Alright! I did it!

Gil, who gasped pose, turned this way and gave her a grin she seemed to be good at. This is an appeal for praise later, I understood, and nodded lightly.

"... you don't have any more left?

The children nodded loudly as they looked around at Rutz's words.

"What do we do, Lutz? Put some of this aside and let it grow again?

Rutz shook his head sideways when I suggested that it would be a shame to miss this opportunity because the luxury material was relatively safe to prune.

"If we only mow one or two more minutes, then we'll throw them together as planned. The fruit of tau away from the soil dries and withers in Karakara, and there will still be one to look for the forest, so you can go get it."

"Guys, sorry, can I get some more mowing? This makes the paper very luxurious. It'll cost you more to turn to the orphanage."

"Dear Mine, what happens if the cost increases?

Kids with no knowledge look strange enough to say nothing about money. For them everything they need in life is God's grace.

I explained that it costs money to do anything in the world, and that the cost of the soup we make in the orphanage is not actually yet covered by the kids themselves, but you wouldn't understand.

"When the cost increases, we will have more rice to make ourselves. Then you can buy winter firewood for the orphanage."

"All right, let's do it!

There is not so much firewood allocation for orphanages, the only women's building with a fireplace is the dining room, and the men's building has only one large room. And once the firewood runs out, the stone building will be cold at once, so they'll be hardened like dough during the day.

Winter food and heating are real challenges in an environment that needs to be cut off financially.

The kids got motivated, so I mowed three more trombes for them. The trombe hunt ended because the trombe branches alone filled the cage and had to be processed into the skin as quickly as possible.

"So you want to play with the rest of the tau fruit bumping into each other?

To Rutz's suggestion, kids who were willing to prune trombes blink their eyes and tilt their necks.

"Huh? Don't you have to paper all the rest?

"If you don't hit it and play anymore, you can go pick it up again. Like today."

The children cheered on Rutz's words. Looks like I had a pretty good time picking up Tau's fruit today. Envy.

Because of the many times the trombes sprouted, the soil was somewhat even, spilled as the weeds withered and dug back, and the slightly floating cobblestone was stepped from the top to get back to normal.

"We're completely out of weeds around here, but there's nothing we can do about that, right?

"Right. But this time of year, grass will soon grow."

"... let's think positively that we've saved ourselves the hassle of weeding"

I concluded that there would be no particular problem, as the ritual of star knot was just over, and no blue cleric would come to see such a backside.

"I'll divide Tau's throw, so Mine come get dressed. You look pale. It's time for a fever."

"Yeah, my body could be getting weak for sure. I feel chilly."

"Delia should be ready for a bath, so let's warm up quickly"

Fran said so and held me up. I could see the kids starting tau throwing each other over the shoulders of Stasta and Fran walking. Splitting them in two hands, cheering shabby, throwing Tau's fruit at each other is no different from the children of Lower Town. I would like to offer some more entertainment to the orphanage.

"Me too! What are you doing!? Playing with orphans and getting sick is not what the Blue Witch does!

When I returned to the room, which I had brought to Taron and Fran, there was Delia with her eyes triangulated. After Fran takes me to the bathroom, Delia, who expelled Fran, strips her raw clothes and throws them into the hot tub she was preparing.

I had the hot water added to the hot water that was a little warm and adjusted to just the right temperature. "You like a lot of hot water," Delia muttered small, then looked at me with a kick.

"My body's out of cold, so I'm gonna want hot water! If you're weak, you're not playing with water. That's how you know it! Ya!"

"... Delia, be quiet for a second. Because it's good water."

Exhale howly into an environment where you can warm your whole body with warm water.

"Of course I'm ready."

"Yeah, Delia's right. Delia makes me feel very comfortable. Thanks."

I still cannot draw water from the well, so I cannot prepare my bath by myself.

"I just did what I was told. It's not Gil, and I can't thank you enough for your work..."

I'm saying bumps, but I know they're just lit.

After I leaked a little laugh with the scum, I put it on the hot water to my shoulder, and I thought about the trombe.

I felt little magic flow, whether it was because I was almost germinating before, or because I was unconscious because I had no knowledge of magic or eating.

This time I felt magic flowing towards the fruits of the clarity and tau. I think it takes about 2-3 small demon stones in service to germinate tau fruit in a water balloon state.

Depending on the amount of magic the eater has, I think using Tau's fruit will reduce the number of children who die eating themselves. First of all, it is important that the disease of eating is well known, and there will always be trombes, so it will be necessary to have enough people around to prune.

Finally, I calculated that the pruned branches would be appreciated if Mine Workshop could take them away.

However, if what Lutz was saying is true, I can't seem to save Tau's fruit. If I let them off the soil, they would lose water and become crispy in about half a day in the spring, and even the moisture-rich summer fruit would dry out into crisps in a day or two. As the seeds that fell on the cobblestone withered rapidly without germination.

I don't think it will suddenly wither away if you leave it on the soil just as the trombes grow up, but I'm also afraid of being flushed somewhere by wind and rain and suddenly having trombes all over the city in the fall.

"... do you want to report it to Mr. Benno for now?

Let's report that from spring until the beginning of autumn we have been able to collect trombes of our own free will and ask for information to be gathered on trombes and for information to be disseminated on how to use tau fruit against eating.

Thoughts came to a paragraph, so I got out of the bath. The next moment, my head creaked. I don't know if I got a fever or if I put it up.

When I held my head and sat Petan on the spot, I held Delia's screaming mouth and quickly began to wipe my whole body. By the way, when I put on my blouse and skirt without wiping it off, I go get butterflies and Fran.

"Master Mine!

"... ahhh, you had to put a futon in the bedroom. Just let me sleep on the board."

With Fran holding him up, Fran politely let him sleep when he said so, seeing as if the board should let him sleep on the peeling bedside.

"Delia, get me Lutz. Can Fran get dressed so she can go outside? Looks like you should go home early..."

"Yes, sir."

Lutz, who was tossing tau with the children, was naturally wet, so I was lifted home by Fran.

My mother sighed at Lutz's explanation that she had eaten intensive fire at the festival and changed clothes at the temple. To Fran, who apologizes with a serious face for disqualification from serving, he said, "I knew this would happen if I put Mine at the star festival. I will sleep for a few days, so give my regards to the Chief Cleric," he said softly, throwing me into bed.

"Did you enjoy the festival getting wet a lot?

"... yeah. There was so much to be surprised about, but the orphanage kids were all laughing. Good."

The sight of Rutz and his family was right, and I ended up with a fever and fell asleep for three days. When I asked Benno for a report about Tau's fruits and trombes from Lutz, who would come to visit me, he replied, "I want to discuss the details, so if the fever goes down, come to the store before you go to the temple".

"Good morning, Mr. Benno"

"You're in trouble again."

All of a sudden I was frightened by the reddish brown eyes of my grump.

"... Meh, trouble, I didn't know when or where I was going to get out. Without waiting for the emergence of a trombe, I could pick it, right? If you keep the numbers together from the start, it's safe because it's easy to prune them all, isn't that something to be praised for?

"As for that, sure. Turns out the tau fruit is a trombe seed, and I'm delighted that the trombe will be able to provide a stable supply. But there 'll be more trouble to accompany you, won't there?

"Really?

Benno turns his gaze to Lutz, who stood next to me, when he grunts, "I knew you had no idea," to me, who had no thought at all about the hassle that comes with him.

"Lutz, I'm sorry, but let the Temple know that Mine will arrive late. After that, stay with Marc until you call. Your sermon will take time."

"Yes, sir"

Lutz laughs bitterly and leaves the room with words of encouragement that are not even comforting: "Good luck, Mine".

In the room where his allies were gone, Benno gently slapped him on the desk with a ton of fingertips.

"Lutz told me. Said the Tau fruit sucked away the magic and grew all at once and became a trombe. Is there a mistake?

"No, sir."

"Is it going to be a substitute for magic equipment?

Although the anxiety element is that tau fruit is not available during the winter months, in my case, if there are about 20 tau fruits, I don't think they will die overflowing with magic until the next spring. They also have more magic if the body grows, so I don't know how much I'll need by the time I grow up.

"... I think it will. So..."

"Don't ever leak that."

"Huh?"

Benno said with a harsh look. To help me eat, I had asked for the diffusion of information about the use of the fruit of Tau, and I couldn't believe Benno's words, so I kept a big eye on him.

"The management of magic is under noble jurisdiction. If we know that the fruits that can be easily picked up in the woods will replace expensive magic equipment, there is a risk that the way aristocratic societies and temples are found will be turned upside down. If you do something weird, maybe you'll be crushed."

"... but if you keep your mouth shut, the eating of civilians will remain much less helpful, right?

Even if you don't spend money on it because of it, if you find a way to help, but you can't let them know, you can't help anyone either.

"Oh, right. But how do you sort your eating children? I don't know, but if we're eating each other, can you tell from the side?

I shook my head pretentiously. Frieda was the only eater I had ever met, but I didn't know that Frieda had eaten herself or had magic just because I saw it. If you don't know who's eating, you can't even help.

"It may be possible to have all the children born grip that fruit and identify if they have magic. But it will be taken up by the aristocrats when they find out it's magical. If you know it's going to be covered at the same time as the discernment, who's going to try to make you identify? At least I wouldn't take your family, would I?

Stuck in words a long time ago. I don't want to leave my family. I wanted the art of extending my life without relying on magic equipment. That is to avoid nobility. If we identify it to a large extent, it will come to the knowledge of the nobility. That makes no sense.

And unless it is widely known, there is no way that information can be conveyed about eating and being helpful with tau fruit.

"If you're not collecting a lot of kids right after birth, are you going to bring your fevered kids? If you eat it, it will heal you with tau fruit, but if you have any other illnesses, it's a shame, and you chase it back? If I were to make that distinction, on the contrary, I would get a strange illness, and I would buy wasted hate from parents who couldn't cure me"

It is obvious how our child is told that he was easily cured of his illness. I held my fist in the forecast map of Benno, which I could not have thought of myself.

"Besides, is it completely unlikely that the growth of eating without relying on nobility will cause trouble around you? With great magic, a knowledgeless eater can handle magic correctly? How does it change the presence of the temple that was moving the artifacts by keeping the noble children who cannot buy them and gathering their magic? Doesn't the aristocratic society itself, which has a monopoly on magic, shake?

"... I don't know"

I could not return a clear answer to any question that was arranged continuously. I do not even know the social situation, the political mechanisms, the treatment of magic in this world.

"The aftermath is too great to help you eat that you don't know how much you are. For now, keep your mouth shut, thinking you've got the means to sneak in and live, even in a situation where you're thrown out of the temple or threatened with magic equipment as a shield for your life. Things are getting too big. At least it's out of my hands."

There is no way in my hands that it is beyond Benno's control. If the Solemnity in the center is over and the massive placement conversion of the nobility is over and you want to scatter confusion on the arrowheads where there are few nobles but the situation has calmed down, the answer is no. I don't want any trouble like that.

"As much as picking a trombe in the woods, delusion will work because it's the same as before, but I think it's better to keep quiet about discerning eating and extending your life"

"... Yes"

I remain dissatisfied that even if I know I can't save a life I'm supposed to be able to help. I guess my expression was clear of dissatisfaction, Benno clapping his shoulders like he was in trouble.

"Don't look like that.... If you have eaten within your sight and you can sneak up on me to help, you can help. I'm just saying don't let the nobles impress you with that. Can you declare war on the aristocratic community? When you made the book, the customers were basically nobles, right?

At the end of Benno's words I laughed just a little. Laughing brought up just a little mood. If the suffering eater is in front of you, help. I don't know where I can't see it. You can go with the stance you've always had.

"At the very least, you can't declare war unless the literacy rate rises enough for the general public to easily read the book. I'm not even willing to do that kind of trouble."

When I rode Benno's light mouth, Benno also loosened his expression.

"Well, it's certainly a hassle for the general public to be able to read the book"

"It's not that way that's troublesome, it's a declaration of war. I want to spread the word, so there's a plan to increase the literacy rate."

I'm in the temple because of you. Sooner or later, I'm going to use the orphanage to hold a temple class that's not a temple house. In the process of educating the orphans in the beginning, I raise the gray clergy to the role of teacher. And develop printing techniques to the best of my knowledge to create textbooks based on Scripture. If we were to print and preach the scriptures, the clergyman should not complain either.

"What do you think, perfect?

Ugh, and when I stretched my chest, Benno held his head for some reason.

"I know it's full of holes because it's your plan, but that's good.... Hey, Mine. You can't use your head for anything other than books?

"Yes, maybe"

I've never used it for anything other than a book, so it's most correct that I don't know if I can use it, but I added that Benno exhaled "too bad," in a deep, deep sigh.

Rude! Benno changing his expression softly, laughing "it's a fact" at me that swells. With a serious look, lurking your heart is when you have something serious to talk about.

"So that we can monopolize Trombe as much as possible. I mean, just be quiet about Tau's fruit, okay?

"Yes."

"Then I'd like your opinion on the last item in the list of issues I gave you the other day"

... Oh, did you put Lutz out to use for that?

Saying it for your sermon, knowing the intention of putting Lutz outside, I stared at Benno, swallowing cockroaches and spits.