Ascendance of a Bookworm

"If I were to perform baptism as Calstead's daughter, I would have to change my name."

It was the Chief Cleric's suggestion that moved the spot, which had quieted down properly. I didn't know what it meant, and I leaned my neck.

"Name, is it?

"You sure don't want to hear it as it is."

Apparently, nobles need a long name. This means that any aristocratic acquaintance that you don't like from now on will only be a long name.

I'm worried if I can remember now. I could remember God's name, and I wonder if I could figure it out. I hope so.

"It would be a good name for a nickname to be Mine. Even if those at the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce call it by mistake, so that some deception is advantageous.... Mine, is there any hope?

Based on the words of Zilvester, I will consider some appropriate name. But it doesn't come to mind.

"... I can't think of anything busy like Mine-Two, New Mine, Red Mine"

"Does that make any sense?

The chief cleric frowned. As the chief cleric predicts, he uses Reina-era English, so the three of them there didn't seem to make sense.

"Mine number two, new mine, red mine means"

"What's the last red mine? Is your color blue if you are born, blue if you have hair, or gold if you have eyes? Where'd the red come from?

I'm not sure why, because Zilvester looked strange, but my knowledge is also what Reina-era childhood tame said. The Red Pants Health Act was also adopted by Reino's mother, so I think it is similar.

By the way, they say red is good for battle pants. I got red pants for the exam, but my parents' love was embarrassing and I didn't put it off. Fortunately, I passed the exam and my mother was worshipping red pants, but it was the water color that I was there that day. I'm sorry you're an unfaithful daughter.

"I'm not sure why they say that, but they say red makes them strong or fast,"

"Red is strong!? I don't care what you think strong would be blue, the precious color of the god of fire lyden shaft!?

Zilvester peeled her eyes off, holding her forehead and Calstead looking a little farther.

"Red is the precious color of Gedurlich, the goddess of earth, warmth and tolerance, so I can say it's feminine, but don't get anxious if it's not what you intended so far"

... Oh, yeah. When you apply it to common sense here, it does, doesn't it?

With the desire to be a little more robust, I imagined being strong and new, but it didn't make sense to anyone.

The chief clergyman glances at me as he tongues his temples with his fingertips.

"There's no way you deserve a woman's name, like she's strong or fast. Too bad. That's my name I'm going to use forever. Think about it, fool."

"... I'm sorry. But honestly, I have no idea what the names of the aristocrats are or how it would be better to give them to them."

There were certain places in Japan that were decided by the house, such as getting some of the parents' names or asking the temple to put them on. Is there still some sort of decision here?

When I asked them that question, the three of them all tilted their necks.

"Some give names to old greats, and others to their ancestors, but there are no rules that can be called determinations."

Nodding, ho ho ho, to the words of Zilvester, Calstead, who was contemplating next to Zilvester, slowly looked up and looked at me.

"If it's part of a parent's name...... how about taking a name from Rosemary, in Rosemaine?

"Wow, what, but you look like a lady now. I think it's good. She's definitely cuter and more girly than I decide."

"Mine seems to have to hone something called aesthetic."

Knock it off, and the chief cleric rises up laughing small. They're going to be renaming and paperwork for contract magic between now and the family's arrival.

By the time the chief clergyman had finished preparing the documents, he heard the chillin and the bell small.

"Allow"

The door of the room is opened by the side service that was waiting outside, in keeping with the permission of the clergyman. Arnault told the clergyman the regular words of welcoming guests, and guided by Fran, came in with his father, Kamil, who had joined hands with Touri, in a sling.

"Mine!"

Touri unwaves his father's hand and rushes over with a radiant smile.

"Touri."

I hugged Tulli as he jumped. Touri, once he hugs me hard, leaves Ba and begins to check me for injuries.

"My dad got hurt so bad, he picked me up with a scary face, and he was really scared that something was going on with Mine that he was going to go to the temple with his mother to Camille. Glad Mine's okay."

Touri is innocently pleased with my safety, but my mother seemed to have understood the situation when she saw the three nobles in the Cleric Chief's room. Close your spicy, tight eyes and kneel with Kamil in your arms.

"Touri, all you're here for is nobility. You kneel, too."

My father said so with a gentle tap on Touri's shoulder and knelt on the spot. Touri looks around the room blinking her eyes and finds three well-dressed people sitting at the table in a relaxed manner, kneeling in haste.

"Arnault, Fran, back off"

When the grey clerics, paid for by the chief clergyman and who had guided his family, left the room and the door of the room closed properly, Gilvester, the most powerful man on this occasion, waved lightly.

"Sit there. Allow direct answers"

"I'm afraid so."

My father, who was a soldier, thanked me as a soldier and sat in a chair. Looking at my father, my mother moves out about time. Touri sat next to me, feeling the tingling atmosphere of the occasion and looking around anxiously.

Zilvester legs together and exhales slowly. And I opened my mouth, mostly.

"Mine decided to be my adopted daughter to round up this commotion"

"... Yes"

Mine, the civilian, died externally.

And he lifted up his face as Touri had been played, and looked at me with a blue face.

"My fault!? You were raided because I picked you up, right?

"No, Touri. Whoever attacked me was in the temple, so even if Touri didn't pick me up, I was attacked."

I will try so hard not to be a burden to Touri. It was dangerous, so I will state that I attacked my aristocratic opponents, that my sins will also spill over into my family and side service.

"Instead, I'm sorry you got involved. Touri, you were scared, weren't you?

"I was scared. I was scared, but my adopted daughter..."

I stretch out my hand and stroke the head of Tulli, who leans down and zeroes his tears. After Zilvester looked at Touri and seemed painful, distorting his face for just a moment, he quietly opened his mouth in the face of the lord.

"They are disturbed by Mine, who will be adopted by the lord as the daughter of a senior nobleman. I also thought about disposing of them all so that there would be no posterior rot, but then Mine was going to storm, so I decided to leave them behind. However, it will be difficult for you to meet me as a family in the future."

My family shook my body terribly and breathed. Open your eyes, stare at Zilvester, and shake your lips.

"The Mine Workshop will continue as this workshop to make paper and books. I will leave this temple room intact, so if you complete this covenant, I will only allow you to meet me."

Soon Zilvester has offered a contract to use for contract witchcraft. The contract the Chief Cleric was working on earlier.

"Mine, read him. You deserve more credit than we read."

Civilians who can't read a letter often lose money because they can't read a contract. I hear that the wording that only leads to nobility is elaborated and some merchants have lost money. It is important for the illiterate to let those who can be trusted read in writing.

I will take my seat and head to one side of the table lined with pens and ink. On the left is the clergyman, Gilvester and Calstead, and on the right is the family sitting side by side.

When I looked at both and took the contract, I pulled a tight lip once and tied it. It's so hard to read yourself a contract to cut off from your family.

"Mine is to publish around that he's dead. That we will not name each other as family members, even if we meet with Mine in the future. Then treating Mein with an attitude towards nobility. That will be the contents of the contract."

When I put the covenant on the table, tears began to zero again from the eyes of Tulli, sitting furthest away.

"If I sign on to this, Mine won't be my sister anymore?

"Yeah, you don't have to sign a contract. You're not Touri's sister anymore"

With this covenant magic, you can just meet me, and my adoption itself will not be covered with determinations.

"I don't like that!

"I don't like it either, but I don't want to put Touri in jeopardy anymore. It helped this time, but maybe not this time. Maybe even my mother and Kamil will be in danger next time.... because of me"

I guess the terror that was attacked came back to life. Touri let his face stretch with breath. I haven't had that much time since they attacked me. Scared and deserved it.

"I don't like putting my family at risk. Okay, Touri."

"But..."

Touri, who bit his lip, just leaks a regrettable voice, uh-huh, and doesn't convince me. I want to cry more.

My vision moistened and my tears plumped.

"Hey, Touri. Write your name on this. Write it down, or I'll never see you again. I want to see it because I don't have to be a family anymore, I can't call you a sister, I just want to see Touri's face, me."

"Huh?"

Tulli turned his eyes round, and looked at me. He stands up rattled and walks fast on his feet crying to my side.

"For I, Tulli and Camill, make pictures, toys, hard work. Come visit me at the orphanage or in my room. Just show me your face."

"Mine, don't cry"

Touri hugs me all the time, with words interrupted by a whimper, desperately comforting me.

"Because I'm going to play. Because I remember the book Mine made me so that I could read, work hard, and write."

"Yeah. Come visit me, and so, I'm glad you brought home your picture books and toys. Camille can't come to the temple until the christening ceremony, so I need you to give it to her from Thuri."

I looked up at Tulli as he distorted his mouth to the shape of a laugh in the warmth of Tulli.

Rubbing my nose all the time, Touri takes over.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll definitely give it to you"

"And then Thuri goes into Mr. Corinna's workshop, right? When you practice a lot and become a first-rate needle, my clothes, I'll order them, so one day Thuri will make them."

Touri's eyes shined a strong light on my words. Look at me firmly with your moist, reddish eyes, and nod.

"I promise, I will. I'll definitely make you mine."

"I love it, Touri. My proud sister."

After hugging each other for a long time, Gugu and crying, Touri signs a contract for contract magic. I feel a little ironic that the words I taught you during the winter are useful in this way.

Touri pushed his blood sentence all the way when he took out his knife. After finishing his signature, Touri returns to his seat, swallowing a desperate whimper.

"Mine"

I left Kamil with my father for every sling, and my mother took a seat. Kneel upon me as I stand before the covenant, and embrace me as I stand on my knees and wrap myself around. Is it the smell of milk, wrapped in a sweet, nostalgic smell, and I turned my arm around my mother's back.

"Mother..."

With a hug, I can't think of anything to say that makes me speechless. My mother muttered in a troubled tone to me, clinging silently.

"It's too soon to leave your parents' hands."

"... I'm sorry, Mom"

My mother's heart sounds and voice reach her ears at the same time because she remains embraced. My mother began to state her usual precautions until this time, as she gently combed her hair as she did when she fell asleep.

"Mine's going to get sick soon, so be careful. Talk to the people around you if anything happens. Listen carefully to what you have to say so as not to cause trouble. Not to run on your own. Help yourself properly and don't rely too much on your surroundings. And then..."

Usually, I miss you terribly when I wonder if you can't even hear the novels you hear anymore. As I held him, I nodded and listened one by one with Cockroach, but too often I was cautious, and the same notes were looping along the way, and I kind of wanted to laugh.

"And this is the last time."

"Do you still have it?

When I looked up and laughed unexpectedly, my mother's expression, which had been a smile until then, broke apart and tears fell patterned on her face.

"Don't just push it. Be well.... I love you, my mine"

"I love my mother too"

My mother, who held me tight for a while, slowly releases her hand and stands up.

"Mother, do you want me to write you a name, or do you want me to represent you?

My father was at work, and Thuri could teach me, and my mother could not write, although she could write. When I asked, my mother shook her head slowly.

"My mother was practicing with Touri during the winter. Because I wanted to read Mine's letter. Even now I can only write my family's name."

When my mother grinned with embarrassment and held the pen, she wrote her name and Camille's name on the contract with an unrestrained hand and pushed her share of the blood judgment.

My father comes to me and my mother with Kamil in the sling. I guess I'll give my mother Kamil. My mother also stayed on the spot and waited without returning to her seat.

"Can I hold Kamil?

"Ah."

My father takes off his sling and leaves it to me, moving his left arm as if he were crippled and asking my mother to help him.

I held him in the way he was finally holding me, and when I peered in, Camille was opening her eyes. If you rub your cheeks, you smell like a baby. Suck it all over your chest and mouth it on Camille's pretty forehead.

"I don't think Camille can remember, but I'll just make a bunch of picture books for Camille, so read them properly"

Return every sling to my mother before Kamil hates me and cries. My mother scratches Kamil's fingers shallow as she frowns, pushing just a little bit of blood over Kamil's name.

I turned to my father, as my mother withdrew from the spot, mourning Kamil, who cried out in pain. Don't you have much power in your burned left arm, the only person my father hugs is my right arm.

"Dad, arms, are you okay? It hurts, doesn't it? Sorry, because of me, such an injury..."

"No, I'm the father, but I wasn't strong enough. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, Mine."

My father says so in a groaning low voice, distorting his face with regret and weeping. I shake my head and deny it again and again, feeling the right arm with power in it.

"Yeah, Dad always protected me. If I were to marry one day, it would be better for someone to protect me like my father."

The Father, who heard my words, frowned like trouble and shook his head with a weeping laugh.

"Mine, that's when you say you want to be your father's daughter-in-law."

"Yeah.... I, my father's, want to be your daughter-in-law"

And it came to pass, when I said unto him, that he lay down his face upon my shoulder.

"Right.... I've always wanted my daughter to tell me, but as soon as my dreams come true, it's hard to be without Mine."

I couldn't stop crying at the words of my father, who had always taken care of me and raised me.

"I, too, change my name, and I can't call you Father anymore, but... because I'm Father's daughter. So I will protect everyone in the city."

"Mine"

My father held me tight and I couldn't stop overflowing with emotions. At the same time, the ring, which remained borrowed from the Chief Cleric, was full of magic and began to glow.

"Become!?

"Mine!?

As my father marveled away, he alternates between the glowing ring and the three men who stood up in his hand with me and glowing tact.

"Mine, contain it!

"No.... I have to use this magic. Think of your family, because it's overflowing magic, and you have to use it for your family."

As soon as I shrugged so, the light of the ring added more power. My lips whine half unconsciously about prayer complaints.

"Highly pavilioned, presiding over the great sky, the supreme god is the couple god of darkness and light, who presides over the wide and hospitable earth, the goddess of the five pillars, the goddess of water, the goddess of Fruitrene, the goddess of fire, the goddess of Rydenshaft-style Szeeria, the goddess of earth, the goddess of Gedurleich, the goddess of life, Aveliebe, hear my prayers, bless and pay me"

I raise my hands slowly as I pray to God. At the same time the name of God began to overflow with all kinds of light yellow light from the ring.

Look at it and just pray. A natural blessing to the family who will be separated.

"I dedicate my prayers and gratitude to you, and I grant you holy protection, and I grant you the power to keep moving towards your goal of healing pain, the power to malice, the power to retreat, the power to endure misery, to my loved ones."

Light yellow light fills the room like powder and pours down sparkling. It didn't just go to my family, but to someone important to me, some of whom also seemed to have flown outside.

"The wound disappeared..."

"It's the healing power of Fruitraine."

I slowly stroked the left arm of my father, whose magic burn was gone without a trace.

"Mine, you're a proud daughter. Use that power correctly to protect the city."

"I don't use it in a way that makes my father angry. I promise."

After lightly hitting each other with his clenched fists, his father turned to the contract and signed with a trembling hand. My father, who pushed his blood judgment with a knife, bit his back teeth off and leaned down.

I took the pen and looked at my family in turn.

Touri looking at me with her eyes bright red and her wounds blocked with blessings, Kamil stopping crying and slinging in, my mother looking at me, quietly weeping, and my father standing next to me, leaning down and holding my eyes.

"Father, mother, Thuri, Kamil. I love you."

What is spreading before me is a contract that can no longer be called a family and two contracts to rename Mine to Rosemayne.

When I chewed off my back teeth and signed them all at once, I offered them with my palms spread out before my father. Crying, my father scratches my fingers shallow with his seemingly powerless face.

Push the blood that's been thriving on the two contracts.

The contract, signed by all, burned, disappeared, raising a golden flame.

"The contract magic was concluded. Rosemaine, daughter of a senior aristocrat, is here."

The family, staring as if surprised at the formation of contract magic surrounded by a golden flame, kneels down as they lay eyes on the words of Zilvester.

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

"Take care of yourself and stay healthy"

"... Goodbye"

I, who have become the daughter of a superior nobleman, must not have the same eyes as everyone else.

It won't make sense. Still, I didn't mind. At least I wanted to send only my own respect and gratitude, folding my hips to 90 degrees, and I bowed my head deeply.

"Thank you for today. I really hope to see you again someday."

Those who were family left, and on the spot were left with me, who became Rosemaine.