Ascendance of a Bookworm

I'm Lutz. Now that it's a spring platter, I'm 8 years old now.

Mine and Touri were attacked by a strange man on his way home, and he just escaped into Mr. Otto's house, Master Corinna's husband.

"Otto, Lutz, what happened!? Speak as much as you can, considering your confidentiality!

My husband ran up the stairs and said so. Mr. Otto pointed his eyes and stared at his husband.

"Benno, don't speak up. Renate wakes up."

"Oh, bad, bad. Rutz, you can ignore Otto, talk to him."

That Tulli was attacked on his way to pick him up and meet and talk to Mr. Otto, who is searching for extra nobility, on his way home with all of us. The opponent seemed to be after Mine, but he said, "Which one!? Thinking from what he said," I thought he was someone I didn't know very well about Mine. That Master Dermuel stopped the Raiders and that Uncle Mine and Gunter headed to the Temple to report to the Chief Cleric. And explain that the Knights have already been called by Master Darmuel.

"Speaking of which, it looks like Mine was calling for help too"

As Mr. Otto grumbled, everyone's gaze focused on Mr. Otto. I had no idea Mine was calling for help, I was running after Uncle Gunter's back.

"I was pushing my blood judgment on the amulet I was lowering from my neck. If things go badly, someone's gonna help us."

"Too soon! Damn!"

What, that? Unlike me I thought, my husband had an idea, he flipped himself with his tongue and tried to go back to the store.

"Sir, what the hell..."

"It's the greatest secrecy!

I don't know for whom, but my husband runs down the stairs spitting evil. I didn't know what the hell was going on, and I bit my lip all the time. There's so much dangerous going on, there's nothing you can do for Mine. There's a wall I can't get over no matter how hard I try.

"Look, Renate cried out at Benno's yelling voice. You're a scary uncle. All right, all right."

Master Corinna moved into Lady Renate's cry, and Tulli's tense expression began to move. We were supposed to talk about Kamil and bring the crap I made with Mine, and I whine small.

Lady Renate's bragging by Mr. Otto begins, and Touri confronts him with Camille's bragging. Honestly, I'm tired of hearing both stories.

"Touri, we're going to head to the temple. Come."

Uncle Gunter's left arm, which came to pick up Touri after a while, had a huge burn-like wound. Thuri's face blues on that wound, which is turning red and black.

"Dad, what's wrong with this wound!? What about Mine!?

"I'm in the temple. Let's go."

Uncle Gunter, who always smiled at his daughter, also gave a low voice without smiling at Touri at all. Behind my uncle is also the figure of Aunt Aefa holding Kamil. Something must have happened to Mine that my family was called to the temple on time.

"Uncle Gunter! Me......"

"I'll come back later to explain. Wait for me."

No matter how close you are to Mine and your family, I can't go to the temple that's not my family, I just have to wait in the store.

"... because I'm in the store or my husband's house upstairs"

"Store, upstairs room, right? Okay."

It was just on an anxious touri, and if it was just me, I wouldn't have to be at Master Corinna's house. If you're just anxious and frustrated to stay still, it makes sense to clean up even one of your jobs.

With Uncle Gunter and the others, when he left Mr. Corinna's room and tried to make his way to the store, Uncle Gunter turned around and glanced at Mr. Otto, who was holding Master Renate.

"Otto, hurry back to the gate, too. Tell the captain I went to the temple by order of the knight."

"Ha!"

When I returned to the store, my husband and Marc were discussing the printing workshop with a serious face. After a glimpse of it, I start calculating my income and expenditure for Mine Workshop. We can't leave it entirely to Gil yet, so we need to review it.

"You know what, you should let the guy in the workshop do it, right? If you make a mistake and you lose money, it's your fault."

Leon glanced into my hand and glanced over my shoulder. Leon says I have too many hands on Mine Workshop. From Leon, who deals with other workshops and shops, Mine Workshop seems to be overcrowded.

"The launch and management of Mine Workshop Orphanage Branch is the next practice when building a new printing workshop, so I can't let it get out of my hands."

"The next workshop? You, you do that kind of work?

I looked out for Leon as if he were surprised. I nod loudly.

"If I don't be able to help my husband set up the workshop, he won't be able to take me to the other city because it's useless. Mine's workshop tells me to practice because even if I fail a little, they'll forgive me. I'm not."

"Hmm, a practice bench..."

It was almost when I was finishing my paperwork and getting my husband's approval. Suddenly, a lump of light came in from across the window. Walls and windows come through regardless and start going around the room.

"Hey, what!?

Over my head with my stripping husband, Mr. Marc and I, the lump of light turned around, becoming a powder of light and began to pour down. The light coming down from above us avoids wonder and Leon.

The diminished light slowly disappeared and the silence returned as if nothing had happened.

"... what was that?

"I'm the only one who's avoided it, that"

Even if I looked at the palm of my hand, which was definitely lit powder for a moment, it now feels like it blended into me, leaving no light powder at all.

Uncle Gunter came back to the store as he tilted his neck wondering why it didn't just powder Leon and what the hell that was.

"Made me wait, Lutz"

Everyone has a dark look with crying eyes. I just thought it was something I picked up at the temple, but my chest moved deliberately that Mine's figure wasn't with me. If I asked, I felt like I couldn't go back and say, "Where's Mine?" I close my mouth when I almost asked.

When I rushed my gaze at something else, I noticed that my uncle's arm, which should have suffered such severe burns, was back on track.

"Uncle, arm wound..."

"It's Mine's last blessing. When the powder of light came down, it was healing."

I saw Aunt Touri and Aunt Aefa in my uncle's regrettable voice and the words "the end of Mine". My body trembles at my unpleasant hunch and my throat moves with a sore throat. "What do you mean, last?," Mr. Marc pounded his hand, quicker than I could voice.

"So the powder of light earlier was Mine's blessing, too?

"... here too, are you here?

Uncle Gunter looked lightly as he was surprised. I nod lightly and report that the powder of light jumped in, trying to avoid Leon and pouring on the three of them.

"Looks like you flew to someone important to Mine. My wounds are healing enough. That's a pretty strong blessing."

Uncle Gunter laughs sadly. Seeing that giggle I gave up, I realized. Everything is out of my reach, and it's already over.

"... what happened to Mine? Why aren't you here?

"Mine's gone. Noblemen took me, and I'm gone."

My husband frowned a long time and narrowed his eyes as Touri wept his cheeks.

"Mr. Gunter, I want to hear one thing. Will the Mine Workshop survive like this?

"Sir, what do you sometimes say that Mine is gone!?

"Shut up! It's important. If he's dead, our store has to buy him out and let him survive, and if he's taken in by the nobles, he'll need to deal with it differently."

I couldn't understand your husband's words very well, and I tilted my neck, but Uncle Gunter seems to have figured it out.

"... Mr. Benno, do you know?

"I don't know the details, but Otto said he pushed his blood sentence on the amulet. Then I know what would happen if Mine wasn't really dead. I guess he was taken in by Aub Aerenfest.... What will be the name of the new workshop manager?

Uncle Gunter stares at his husband with a scared eye.

"Rosemaine, daughter of a senior aristocrat. That's the new name. Mine is dead. That's what's gonna happen."

"That's what I mean..."

Uncle Gunter strokes my outgoing head lightly as if against Mine.

"To protect our family, Mine became the daughter of a senior aristocrat. By building a precinct that was meant to protect the daughter of a senior aristocrat, we and Mine were protected. Instead, we were forbidden by contract magic to treat ourselves as a family. You guys are too deeply involved with Mine. You better be careful not to be disposed of."

"Advice, thanks"

The husband dropped his shoulder with a sigh after a gentle thank-you.

"Nevertheless, I thought there would be a respite for another two years or so, but that was a lot steeper"

"Sir, Mine is gone!?

I was taken in by a senior nobleman and I couldn't see him as a family, but I shouted out of the blue when I was a dick.

But what returned was a cold gaze.

"You know, Lutz. I'm not dead. We're going to live as Rosemaine. Where you've gone from being a civilian to a senior aristocratic daughter, do you think the nature of the arr changes so easily? Though I'd be extra scared if I started a rampage for power!

Even now Mine is in a runaway mood, but when he is run wild with the power of a senior aristocrat, there will be no one left to stop.

"Besides, if the name just changed, Rosemaine continues to be a co-sponsor of Italian restaurants as it is. The Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, which has finally increased its dealings with intermediate aristocrats from lower aristocrats, is suddenly serving senior aristocrats and becoming a joint employer. If you have time to grate, work! Mine or not, Rosemaine, but what does he want!?

A book lover who didn't heal when he died, but where he became a senior aristocrat rosemaine, there's no way he could heal. There is only one thing I want.

"It's a book!

"Exactly. There's only one thing we do, business, even if they change their position and the way we treat them. We at the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce will be dealing with Rosemayne even if we don't want to."

Pickle and Mine's family face moved.

"We can talk to Rosemaine as a business, even if you don't get to meet senior nobles or exchange words. I have an exchange of documents. It's easy enough to lurk a letter in it. After assuming that, Lutz and Mine have already exchanged contract magic. I can get in touch with you at least."

Even if I couldn't call myself a family face to face, I wouldn't even have been banned from writing letters. Contract magic also has a way out, my husband distorts his lips.

"Lutz, if I write you a letter, will you deliver it?

"Leave it to me."

I nodded heavily at Touri's words. There's still something I can do for Mine. At least he's not dead, so he's still okay.

I leave the store and go home. From here on out, Mine will be dead. As soon as I get home, I have to have Mine's funeral.

"Lutz, Mine was murdered by a margin of nobility who came in. Yes. Explain it to my family. We'll start getting ready soon."

Uncle Gunter stares into the void with a deeply carved wrinkle between his brows. Mine had to be noble because of the extra nobility that came in. Thinking about it, my uncle's explanation is not a lie.

"Okay."

When I got home, I reported to my parents that there was a funeral for Mine to finish dinner so they could scratch it in. My parents, who finished their meal earlier, wrapped a black cloth around their arms and ran off with a bum, and I asked Ralph to wrap a black cloth around his arm. This is an indication that it has to do with funerals.

"... why is Mine dead? How have you been lately?

"Uncle Gunter told me you were murdered by nobles, but I don't know the details either because I haven't seen the crime scene"

The square of the well brings together neighbors equally bound with black cloth wrapped around their arms. Originally, a body should be placed on the board so that it can be transported towards the cemetery, but Mine without the body can't do that.

What's in front of everyone is a small crate, not a body. All I have inside is one pair of Mine's clothes and one pair of clothes I usually wore, that's all.

"What do you mean, no body?

The gathered neighbors keep an eye on an unusual funeral. Uncle Gunter distorted his face painfully and leaned down.

"Mine... was attacked, killed, and the body taken by a nobleman who came in from the margin."

"... it was a disaster."

Nothing taken from you by the nobles will be returned. This neighbor knows that Uncle Gunter was a child troublemaker and drowned a frail mine. You don't have to ask me how hard it is not even to return the body. Because nobility is relevant, it was not something that anyone could ask any more questions.

"I was just finally getting better..."

Staring at the crate, everyone in the neighborhood began to describe it verbally, remembering what it was like during Mine's baptismal ceremony and Camille's revelation.

It is said that the door of the kingdom of the dead opens at the dawn when the god of darkness and the goddess of light meet. When the morning sun rises safely, you will be welcomed into the land of the dead with the guidance of a couple gods. Until the deceased is safely welcomed into the land of the dead, reveal the night as he speaks of the memories of the deceased.

But there's not much I can say about Mine, who had little to do with the neighborhood.

"... Lutz was close to Mine, wasn't he? Tell me something."

I remember spending two and a half years with Mine. I couldn't walk to the gate, Mine. Whether you want a book, no paper, no ink, knitting grass fibers, making clay plates... Even if I could finally make paper, I couldn't make a book right away.

"If Mine does anything, he's going to fall right down. But I was working really hard for what I wanted. Mine, who was breathless at first to get to the well, is now ready to go to the woods."

"Speaking of which, you were messing with dirt, scraping trees, doing weird things."

"Weren't you boiling a tree in a pot with Lutz?

"... I was making paper."

We talked about mine in the woods one after the other as the fays remembered that we had been to the woods together. As it turns out, our family spoils the word.

"Mine thought the food was good."

"Mine was helping Gunter with his work at the Gate, learning letters and calculations, and teaching our Lutz. You were smart."

"Well, you didn't know that."

After the baptism ceremony, I became a merchant apprentice, and Mine became a temple witch apprentice. I don't go out of my way to say it because the Temple Witch Apprentice is a bad outside story. So there are really few who know Mine after the baptism ceremony.

Mine built a workshop in the orphanage, made ink, made books. I became Johann's patron and got a metal typeface, and I was trying to support Heidi's color ink research and create a printing press with a trial and error with Ingo. Mine is amazing.

... I wanted to say that, but I couldn't. When it comes to making books, I don't know how far the hell to go.

"Mine was a weak, slow developer, and I couldn't help but worry about when he was going to die. I also said I didn't want to do it myself, even though Touri was 2 or 3 years old, Mine was by the time he was 5..."

Aunt Aefa cried and cried all the time that Touri was healthy and sloppy, how sloppy it was to be able to go outside. She blamed me for not being able to give birth to her health, and her aunt was hard as a mother.

That's, like, the previous Mine story. My mine doesn't cry "sloppy". I was struggling to gain strength somehow. It was often empty, but I was devoting all my energies only to reading the book.

"Even after I stopped crying because I was sloppy, I still didn't like it, and now I'm angry. I don't want this body anymore! screaming, cleaning the room is feverish, dancing strange dancing is fallen, saying this is good for your body, eating is breaking your stomach..."

That's what Aunt Aefa laughs small. That's Mine I know. Yeah, Mine's bizarre in my eyes.

"By the time my ears suddenly subside crying or angry because of something I don't know, I'll be able to go to the woods with Lutz. Like normal kids, I can't believe I'm going to be gone like this even though I'm starting to be able to go out and participate in festivals even if I don't want to..."

Mine's family was then in tears and nothing seemed to be able to put it into words. But the surroundings whisper to each other that they will have no choice but to kill their daughter, who was finally getting better, by a marginal nobleman, and there will be no body.

In the light of the fire, Uncle Gunter was shredding the boards silently in tears, building a tombstone for Mine.

Reveal the night as she took turns taking a nap, when the 2 bells rang, the wives handed out bread and tea. For the flesh shall not be spoken of until after the funeral.

After a brief breakfast, everyone in the neighborhood takes on a light board and heads to the temple. I have to notify him that I'm dead and get the medal I need to bury him.

Tell the temple gatekeeper about the death report and have him put in the prayer room. When people in the city died, the chief cleric came out this time, even though it was common for gray clerics to respond.

"You were born in the summer of seven and you're named Mine, right? Got it."

Waiting for a while in the prayer room, the chief cleric came back with a medal he wanted to flatten out white and give it to Uncle Gunter. Mine pushed his blood sentence during the baptism ceremony, and he signed up for the medal. This is also a permit for burials, which will be used instead of tombstones for poor people who cannot spend money to prepare tombstones and tombstones.

Once you get your medal at the temple, head to the cemetery outside the city. Everyone's feet were naturally quicker because the boards the neighborhood uncles were in charge of were only crates and light. And since I have few memories about Mine, I really don't have a small mouth count.

Fill the crate in the farthest corner of the cemetery from the entrance. It's a crate that's not even that big, so it's quick to fill.

Uncle Gunter pressed the medal all the way onto the board to make it a gravestone he was shredding. Then the medal sticks perfectly to the board and stays put. Just like the surrounding graves, keep this plate deep into the soil as a tomb marker.

There are many words carved into the tombstone of the rich, but few words are carved into the tombstone of the poor around here because few people can read the letters. Enough to confirm in the shape of a shredded tree or in the position of a stuck medal, Mine's tombstone was inscribed "Dear Daughter".

The funeral will be over once the burial in the cemetery outside the city is complete. If it is the lord of the family who is dead, there is something like a discussion of inheritance and a statement of determination to support the future family, but there is nothing like that when it comes to Mine, who has just finished his baptismal ceremony.

On the day after the funeral, the surrounding people return to their original lives. I also went back to my normal life.

Leave the house, run down the stairs, through the well square, and run up the stairs again. When I knocked on the door with Concon, Thuri looked at me with a strange face.

"Morning, Lutz. Is something wrong?

"Something... ah!

Mine, who has become Rosemaine, never goes to the temple with me again. I don't need to keep an eye on Mine walking flirtatiously here and there. There's nothing to care about Mine's health, to make something with him, to sweeten him when he's lonely, to cry in trouble.

"... Mine, you're really not here"

Even if it turned out to be Rosemaine, I thought Mine was still there. But Rosemaine, who must live as the daughter of a senior aristocrat, is no longer Mine. I know, it's not Mine I've been with.

I found out for real that Mine was gone. My body trembles and the tears that didn't come out at the funeral overflow all at once.

Until I calmed down, Touri stroked my head as slowly as she was comforting Mine.

"Lutz can still talk to Mine at work, right?

"... even if we can talk, it's not Mine anymore"

"Right. But Mine said he didn't have to talk, so he wanted to see his face alone."

Tulli taught me the last interaction between Pottori Pottori and Mine. I don't care if you can't name yourself a family, I just want to see you healthy. If that's what you wanted, Mine would say you want to talk to me about business alone.

"Hey, Lutz. Take me to the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce today."

"Touri?"

"I want to live up to my last promise to Mine."

That said, once I pulled into the bedroom, there was a bag in Tulli's hand that Mine always used. I'm putting in the book board that the ragged and mine used to make with Mine for Master Renate.

"I promised to go into Master Corinna's workshop, become a first-class needle, and I would make you some clothes. I'm going to meet you my way. Lutz made all kinds of promises to Mine, didn't he?

I remember a lot of things I talked to Mine about in Touri's words. I made a book with Mine and promised to sell it. I promised Mine I would make it.

"... I'm not crying."

I have to make a lot of books for Mine to spend the whole day reading them.

Wiping tears all the time, I opened the heavy front door with Touri when I held my baggage.