Ascendance of a Bookworm

Neither the next day nor the next, Darmuel did not come.

I was too free to even be banned from going out into the square of the well, and I kept pulling into my house, making stuffed rags for Camill with Thuri or thinking about the contents of the third installment of the picture book. It seems that the rags made by Tulli will be presented to Lennate, Corinna's daughter.

"You take it when you go to see the baby at Master Corinna's. You're going next time, right?

'Cause that's all the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce has to look after, and that's not exactly why there's nothing there.'

When the disturbing air settles, I'm going to go play. Touri is willing to come with me. The girl's baby would be cute too. I'm a little excited about Otto's idiocy, too.

"... but this is cuter for Mine to make"

Tulli sighed lightly, looking down at the rags at hand.

What Touri made was a white bear-like animal, and what I made was a rabbit-like animal. Stuck in a white cloth is a bit of a bump, unlike stuffing cotton, because it is a bump cloth.

"The seams are overwhelming for Touri."

As Touri says, I think the rags I made were quite cute, though slightly chipped seams. When I was satisfied with what I had done, Touri glanced lightly at me from the side.

"Mine can't be your daughter-in-law without practicing some more, can he?

"It's okay! Because I'm ready to devote my life to the book"

My daughter-in-law's condition, which is desired around here, is to be a good seamstress who is healthy and able to work. I don't care what you think about going to my wife, which doesn't apply at all. I've already given up. As in the Reino period, it would be satisfying if you lived the book to your lover. I'd rather make a book and read it than be someone's daughter-in-law.

Now all I need is a bell to complete the crap, and on the evening of the third day, Lutz brought me a bell that arrived at the store.

"Johan delivered it to me. What are we gonna do with this?

Lutz tilted his neck as he rolled several bells in his palm. Chillin 'chillin' and making cute noises, the bell rolls. That's Johan. Well done.

"The bell, this is how you put it inside, you sew it. If you shake it, it'll make a noise, right?

Always put the bell inside so the little one doesn't accidentally drink it. My eyes and mouth are just stitched with thread. I had only opened the place to put the bell in, so in front of Lutz watching, the ragging was soon complete.

When I shake it, I hear chillin 'chillin' and cute noises coming from across the cloth. It's a big success.

"Camille, I got it. Can you hear the bell?

At Camill's ear, I waved the rabbit and rang the bell, and Camill blinked several times. Kamil, whose neck hasn't sat yet, can't even turn around, but her eyes look for just a little audio source.

"Pretty! Pretty, Camille"

Immediately after my hella smiled and broke my face for reacting to what I had made, I was weeped.

And five days after I started pulling into the house, Fran and Dermuel picked me up at home.

"Good morning, Master Mine"

"Good morning, Dear Darmuel, Fran"

"Morning, Witch Apprentice"

When I greeted him, Darmuel nodded softly. And for the day shift, I speak to my father, who was still at home.

"Then I'll keep the witch apprentice"

"Best regards"

In a salute as a soldier whose father slaps him twice in the chest, when he answers Darmuel, Darmuel returns the same.

"Gunter, I have a message from Master Ferdinand. Since the lord is currently going to the center, no new permits will be granted for some time. Just be aware that there may be fake permits out there. I did tell him."

"Ha!"

My father, with a tight expression, pulls his jaw all the way. My father's face at work guarding the gate is cool.

"Well, I'm coming"

"Be careful."

Rendezvous with Lutz, who was in the square of the well, and head to the temple. As I approached the temple, I could see Fran's expression getting tougher.

"Fran, what's wrong? There's a wrinkle between my eyebrows..."

"Later, I'll talk to you"

It's not something she can talk about on a regular basis, Fran said, closing her mouth and biting off her back teeth.

"If you get to the temple, even if you don't like it, you'll see"

Even looking up at Darmuel, who said so, he couldn't find emotional emotions just because he had a calm grin that made him feel nothing.

"Well, I'm going to the woods today"

"Yeah, nice to meet you"

As usual, I broke up with Lutz in front of the workshop, and I headed to my room. Wait for Fran to open the door and get inside. I blinked my eyes at the atmosphere of a different room.

"... that's a lot quieter"

Inside the room, it felt unusually quiet. Usually, you can feel the voice of a dilk, the voice of a delia laying down a dilk, the sound and atmosphere of having more than one human being, but you don't have it. The room is so quiet that the voice and noise of the cook working in the kitchen can be clearly heard to the small hall.

I went upstairs, careful not to make too many footsteps, wondering if Dirk was asleep.

There was Rosina wiping the table. Don't hurt your fingers, I basically leave the room chores to Delia and I can't hide the confusion in the way Rosina works, who only does music and paperwork.

"Good morning, Rosina. What happened to Delia? Are you feeling ill?

When I looked around the room and asked, Rosina lay down her eyes for the first time and then headed to the closet.

"Delia is no longer here. I came with Dirk to the temple chief."

"Huh?"

It was so sudden, I couldn't understand right away. When I looked up at Rosina in confusion, I took the blue coat and Rosina lowered her brow as she was in trouble.

"Let me call you back before I talk to you. Otherwise, Fran won't be able to come up there."

When I changed into the costume that Rosina had brought, I was told to take my seat. When Rosina rings the bell on the table, Fran grabs the tea she was preparing and comes up.

A cup was placed before Cotri and me. I took a sip, but I can't feel the flavor in Fran's tea, which is supposed to taste good.

When I put the cup down and looked around at the two faces, Rosina opened her mouth.

"Yesterday we went into a lunch break and when we woke up, cushions and diapers for the dilk had disappeared from the room. I didn't even look like Delia, so I went to the orphanage feeling chest noise. There was no sign of Dilk in the orphanage. When I spoke to Vilma, she told me that she was going to take him because he was family, and that Delia had taken Dirk."

Delia, who doesn't like orphanages, wanted to support her as she worked hard for the dilk, and Vilma handed her the dilk as she was told. No way, I wouldn't normally think at all about the possibility of my side service taking Dilk outside my room.

"When I heard from Rosina, I wished the Cleric Chief the best of luck. The side of the blue witch apprenticeship disappeared neglectfully in the temple, so I thought I had to report it and explore it."

Fran exhaled slowly. It would be tough if the Lord, in his absence, was in trouble with the Blue Cleric. That's what he thought, and on his way to the clergyman, he discovered Delia with the temple chief. Apparently Delia had a dilk in her arm.

If I tried to question him on the spot, he seemed to have listened to the circumstances, having been inhibited by the Temple Chief and having spoken to the Clerical Chief.

"How did you get to the temple chief? Regardless of Delia, who was originally the temple chief's sidekick, shouldn't Dilk be out of the orphanage because he's an orphan?

He also told me not to take him out when I went to talk to the clergyman, and it's a strange story that a temple chief like him telling me to keep the orphan in an orphanage because he's ugly until after the baptism ceremony.

Fran lowered her eyes softly.

"… Dilk is no longer an orphan"

"Huh?"

"Due to the authority of the Temple Chief, Dirk has been adopted with nobility"

It is possible to adopt an orphan without my signature, which is the orphan dean, or without the signature of the clergyman, with the signature of the temple dean. However, it is a story of, if the edge is a civilian.

"Do you need the Lord's permission to adopt a nobleman? Master Dermuel said that this morning. The lord is absent, and no new permission will be given..."

"The Chief Cleric tells me that... you don't need the permission of the lord of this city to be associated with extraterritorial nobility."

It would mean that those who are good at turning the eyes of the net of the law are everywhere. Documents with blood sentences for adoptive fathers, adopted children and temple chiefs are valid, even if they are drawn up in a marginal format. Dirk has already become the adopted son of a marginal aristocrat.

"... that's not something you'd be happy about, is it?

"Yes, the Chief Cleric had a head, too."

Fran also sighed as she wrinkled between her brows. And slowly raise your face and look straight at me.

"Dear Mine, please trump Delia. I know that Master Mine is a deeply affectionate person, but I can't keep sidestepping Delia, who is unsolicited and primarily detrimental, without a word. If you want to go to the temple chief, you must be dismissed."

Until I declare my dismissal, Delia is the service here. Originally, Rosina is also outraged that there should be a word before moving to the temple chief.

Regardless of what initially served me, my chest hurts when I suddenly fall asleep just because I was getting along well these days. Why, the thought swirls in my chest.

I opened my mouth, staring at the surface of my shaky tea.

"... I dismiss Delia. I want to talk to you, call me."

"Yes, sir."

You thought I'd be more reluctant to dismiss you, Fran gave you a slightly more hospitable look. Crossing hands in front of his chest, Fran leaves the room.

And the story came to pass, and I took the cup that was in front of me. Tea that I didn't feel the taste of earlier was terribly bitter this time.

When Fran came back, Delia was with him. It contrasts with Fran, who looks like he chewed up a bitter bug, and Delia, who looks in a very good mood. Delia walks in lightly, too.

"Good morning, Master Mine. What am I talking about?

No offense at all to Delia's face. The same look, the same tone as usual, made me dizzy. It makes me wonder if it was some kind of mistake for Delia and Dilk to go to the temple chief.

I shook my head lightly, haunted by the tense look of Fran and Rosina standing beside the table, though I was unintentionally stunned by Delia's attitude.

"I heard you went back to the temple chief..."

"Yes, it is."

Delia let her face shine and, rather, happily gave me a report.

"When the Chief Cleric told us that he had searched for the adoptive destination, but could not find it, the Chief Templar found the adoptive destination of Dirk, which the Chief Cleric could not find! Besides, it's an alliance with nobility."

It would be amazing, and Delia's face is really good at it.

"The temple chief himself needed the permission of the lord, and he couldn't get on the edge right away, so he searched for the nobility of the extra territory. Being a temple chief is a different connection."

"If you adopted with a marginal nobleman, wouldn't Delia and Dirk be able to spend time together?

Wouldn't it soon be picked up in the margins? Or, as a caretaker, will Delia be picked up with me? Delia laughed furiously at me frowning.

"Until Dirk grows up, the temple chief is supposed to keep it and raise it. Dilk is no longer an orphan. I gave the temple chief a room so that Dirk and I could live together."

If Dirk is to grow up in the temple until he grows up, that doesn't mean he's adopted a nobleman, or if he can go to the House of Lords, he can be treated as a family. What the hell did that nobleman do for adoption with Dirk? If you're after magic, you don't know what it means to grow it under the Temple Commander.

In front of me frowning, Delia dyed her cheeks rosy and laughed happily.

"Now you won't be pulled apart if the dilk grows, will you? At Lord Mine, I and Dirk will soon live separately."

For Delia, who still can't get to the orphanage, it seems to be equal to a complete goodbye. Even if we can go to an orphanage, it certainly doesn't mean we can live together. What can you say to Delia, who has gone straight ahead, thinking only about spending time with Dirk?

"You haven't had a hard time, have you?

"Yes, of course."

So far, the temple chief has only shown good things against Delia. If the temple chief is showing Delia only the face of a favorite, he will not be accepted, no matter what I say.

Looking at Delia, who nodded loudly, I breathe slowly and deeply once.

"Now I will dismiss Delia from my side service. From now on, I will deal with it as a side service of the Temple Commander."

"Yes, I did.... Dear Mine, if this is all we have to talk about, I'd like to go back to Dirk's. Some of Dirk's adoptive fathers will be here soon."

This one made a declaration of dismissal in the mood of swallowing even lead, but the dismissed Delia doesn't seem to feel anything in particular. I am sober just because I want to go home to Dirk soon.

"I'm sorry I called you in. But without a word, they were gone, and Fran and Rosina looked very much for me. I was really surprised and worried about Vilma, who kept the dilk for me at the orphanage, Gil, who saw the gallant room when I got back from the workshop, and me, who was told the story this morning. At least leave me with one of the words."

I wouldn't even call it a grudge, but at the end of the day, Zero dissatisfaction, Delia frowned and laughed like she was in trouble.

"... when Master Mine knew to take Dilk out, he would be opposed," the temple chief said, so I snuck things up. I apologize for that. Sorry, sir. "

He seemed to have a sense that he was doing something he would disagree with. Delia slips away from her gaze and excuses herself for saying this to the Temple Chief.

"Well, take care of Dilk, it'll be tough, but good luck"

"Yes, excuse me"

With a flamboyant smile, Delia was returning to Dilk. I wish I was happy in person, but I don't see a very good future.

"... would Delia and Dirk be okay?

"Delia herself chose, and there's nothing we can do for Dirk, who is no longer an orphan."

"... right"

I nodded slowly at Rosina's words, which I had said out loud.

Still, thinking that if I could help anything, Fran knelt next to me. Take my hand and look up with a serious look.

"Dear Mine, from now on, even if you were called to Delia, please be careful not to go out from Lord Mine to the Temple Commander"

"Huh?"

To me leaning my neck, Fran proclaims with an anxious face.

"Earlier, even when I went to get Delia, the Temple Chief was desperate to get Master Mine out. I took Delia out, saying that the Lord would never take her to serve her, but I was afraid that the temple chief would change."

I don't want to be in my sight. He said he could never enter the temple chief's room, and the temple chief tried to call me into the room for Delia's declaration of dismissal.

Sure, that's crazy.

"Then, the other day, a disturbance that was the East Gate, it seemed that it was the Temple Chief who gave a letter of introduction to the extra nobility"

From the name in the letter of introduction, it appears that the Knights went to the temple chief to hear the circumstances. The temple chief seems to have said something unmistakable to deepen his intimacy, but the clergyman seems to speculate that at times he tried to get extra nobility into the city for Dirk's adoption.

"Why did the temple chief issue a letter of introduction when you couldn't get in without the Lord's permission?

"He didn't know."

I didn't know what it meant, and when I leaned my neck, Fran lowered her voice a little, with a face that looked decidedly bad.

"During the winter, the temple chief was caged in the temple for the ritual of service, so he didn't know the rules had been altered."

The temple chief, who is not strictly aristocratic, was not invited to the aristocratic socialization that takes place during the winter cage, and apparently was unaware of the new rules announced on the spot by the lord. That's why I invited extra nobility, just like before.

"I don't know what the temple chief who brings Dirk to the brink of extra nobility and puts it at hand is thinking. I ask you to behave with caution."

To worry, or to shake back Fran's hand shaking small, I nodded cocklessly.