Ascendance of a Bookworm

I'm Calstead, 37.

He is the Knight Commander of Aerenfest, the lord's cousin, and your bodyguard. Normally, it would be a year when you don't need to be around anymore, so it would be a long way off, but it still seems like Zilvester needs it.

After dropping off Zilvester returning to the Lords' Council, me and Ferdinand took what they needed out of the room of the deserted temple chief, who was also no longer serving, and closed it so that no one could enter.

He then boils down stories and settings about Rosemaine with Ferdinand. Exactly, there was a problem in keeping the story properly improvised on the spot used by Zilvester.

Zilvester said, "I am determined to have my daughter, born of high magic resemblance to my mother, adopted with my lord. That's how I decided to protect my beloved daughter by pulling her away from her righteous wives and giving her a definitive identity," but the status of lord is not light enough to be adopted by magic alone. Being an adopted daughter requires a lot of accomplishment.

"Hmm...... Do you want to use the workshop? I pitied the orphanage for so much misery that I gave the orphan a job and a meal. Let's say that dedication and new business caught the Lord's eye."

"That's all you ask, you're like a Virgin, huh?

Isn't it like a protagonist of a story to be raised in a temple hidden from the public, to be heartbroken by the tragedy of an orphanage, to be a daughter who gives work and meals to orphans, has enormous magic, and is blessed by multiple gods?

"Oh, the Virgin. That's good. If we make some beauty talks in that direction, we will no longer be able to force him to assume the position of Temple Chief. Besides, most of them aren't lying, are they? In fact, it built a workshop to save the orphanage. The aim was for me to read the book in peace, but I still give it to orphans to make toys and picture books."

That being said, Ferdinand gently glanced over his shoulder. I had heard about the construction of a workshop in an orphanage, but when I saw him in person, he didn't look very much like he had done such a feat.

"Rosemaine can be blessed, and if you don't speak anything other than muscle, it'll look like it"

Sure, if you stand silent, you're too young to say Virgin, but it seems like it.

Rosemaine's saggy, flowing evening colored hair is well cared for, lustrous enough not to be seen by even the daughter of a senior aristocrat, and is rounded and fastened with unfamiliar hair decorations. And golden eyes like the moon that often reflect emotions. He's a good looking kid and looking forward to growing up.

Because of their frailty, or because they grow up to be civilians, they have white skin that doesn't know much about the light of day, and little hands that aren't rough at all have soft hands that don't know labor. Because Ferdinand is educating, the behavior of standing and standing does not seem like a civilian.

"But..."

That's what Ferdinand said, he looked at me.

"That's a good reason to be the adoptive daughter of a lord, but isn't there a little impossibility around hiding it in the temple for fear of the harshness of his righteous wife?

Ferdinand pointed it out with a difficult face.

"Elvira, my rightful wife, would not be convinced in that setting. She's not that stupid."

"But it's true Elvira neglected Rosemary"

Rosemary was neglected and nail-bounced by two of her rightful wives, Elvira and Tordelide, the second wife. Rosemary, who was originally weak because of his hard work, fell.

"Is that just what Rosemary told you? Did you get a good detail of both of your statements?

Ferdinand looks to me with Rosemary's shoulder, which was really damaged.

"... I hear the roots were the firmness of Tordelide and Rosemary's home. But Rosemary lost her place when Elvira, her rightful wife and the most influential in the family, put her shoulder in Tordelide."

Good while Elvira was neutral. It was because Elvira was on one side that the situation changed dramatically.

"Why was Elvira on Tordelide?

"... because I'm on Rosemary," he said. But if you saw people saying they hated you, you'd usually shelter them, wouldn't you?

When I sheltered Rosemary, Elvira narrowed her eyes and held Tordelide's shoulder. Talking like that, Ferdinand holds his temples and exhales slowly.

"If Calstead had a second lady's shoulder because she sheltered Rosemary, wouldn't Elvira have just maintained fairness? I think you should ask Elvira to elaborate on everything and cooperate. From now on, Rosemaine will be positioned to live in a noble women's society."

Now that the lord's mother has lost her legs, the aristocratic women's society will be the biggest force in the faction with the lord's wife and Elvira. If Rosemaine wants to live in peace at all, belonging to this faction is of the utmost importance. Women's society is such an easy place for both lords, me and Ferdinand to get into.

"So can I ask you to come with me to explain to Elvira? Without Ferdinand, that mood will change."

Ferdinand was born as the lord's half-brother and has lived neglected because he is too good. I have sheltered from malice by joining the Knights and by taking the initiative to honor and treat Ferdinand as Lord's Son.

As Ferdinand had grown up and harassment from the lord's maternal relatives had become even worse since some time earlier, he declared that he was not interested in the lord's seat and was to enter the temple. But even now, Ferdinand helps his lords with their work, filling holes when the Knights are understaffed.

Elvira always says, "If Master Ferdinand isn't here, Aerenfest won't stand up" and admires it.

It is because entering the temple and marriages are not allowed that women are welcome with a high voice when Ferdinand occasionally leaves for the social arena in the aristocratic district. Elvira is largely at the forefront.

"Invite me to dinner. I have plans for tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay. This one has an interview with the Knights, so that much time would be more helpful"

When I finished talking to Ferdinand and went back to the Knights, Dermuel was being asked about the situation by other members with a pitiful face. Being able to sit down and talk means that apparently the Knights have sent someone who can use healing magic.

"After Darmuel's hearing, we're disbanded today. We'll continue the investigation tomorrow."

"Ha!"

Darmuel looks up in my voice like he's hacked. He remained pitiful in the face and made a gratuitous voice.

"Dear Calstead, you know, the witch apprentice..."

"Safe. Well protected with all that magic difference."

There is a lot of difference between the bearers of magic who inherit the countenance and the lower aristocracy Darmuel. It held up well. To my labor, Dermuel pulled out his shoulder strength, like a heartfelt relief.

"... I'm afraid"

I took a nap in a room in the Knights dorm. I have plans to look into it in the morning. Before I do, I have to tell the house that I will be home and ready for dinner.

If you gently wave and remove the stamp, gently tap the yellow demon stone.

"Ordnants"

When the demon stone changed its shape and took the shape of a bird, he said, "I'm going home today. I invite Master Ferdinand to dinner, so I ask him to prepare it," he breathed in. Towards the direction of the house, he shook the starp, remembering to reach Elvira.

Oldnants, who came right back, said, "Well, is Master Ferdinand here? I had to get ready right away," I repeated the bounced voice three times, returning to the Demon Stone.

As soon as I finished the message to the house, I headed over for the interview. First of all, the temple chief. Even without a lord, I find the execution certain because there is an unauthorized list of temple chiefs made by Ferdinand. Too many counts, of course, give a little bit to Ferdinand's character, which examines the details thoroughly. But the most frightening thing is the mother of the lord who kept sheltering this all the time.

"This is the only shelter I've ever had."

I thought if I could arrange the sins, I would argue more or make a fuss, as usual, but the temple chief is drooling like he has no temper.

I wonder how much Zilvester enjoys convicting his own mother as well.

The Earl of Bin DeBart seems to be silent. This seems like the only way to use magic equipment that explores memories after Zilvester returns from the Lords' Council.

Now, who the hell is the easiest to get through magic? I don't want to explore that man's memory or anything. Let's hope I don't have similar colors of magic.

"Well, Master Ferdinand. Welcome while you're busy."

Returning with Ferdinand, Elvira joins her deep green hair more intricately than usual and greets her with a loving smile about three times as good as usual. Over dinner in the dining room, I told her that there was something important to talk about after dinner.

After finishing my meal, paying for it, and breathing slowly, I stare at Elvira.

"We're having our daughter's christening this summer"

"Who the hell is your daughter?

Elvira narrowed her black eyes softly.

"Me and... Rosemary's daughter, it's Rosemaine's christening ceremony"

"Oh, Rosemary shouldn't have a daughter. If they had kids, they wouldn't have kept their mouths shut until now, would they?

Elvira stared at me when she told the story of her relatives who caused Rosemary's exclusion.

"Don't you remember any more about the fools who started peopling the unscrupulous demands that Rosemary got into contact with the senior aristocrats? Also, there's going to be Tordelide and Rosemary's home, right?

"That's..."

Even if I open my mouth, Elvira folds to block the words.

"If Rosemary's daughter shows up, would it be noisy again, even though the noise has subsided because of it? I don't like it. I would just like to say... that Master Ferdinand is with you. Is there something wrong? Depending on what you're up to, you can cooperate."

"Elvira is a really smart woman. There are circumstances. I need your help. We'd love for you to cooperate."

"Well, Master Ferdinand."

Ferdinand begins to explain the situation to Elvira. To baptize a child named the competent Rosemaine as my daughter, and to be the adoptive daughter of a lord in a baptismal setting.

The desire of the lord and his half-brother to adopt him is nothing more than what has already been recognized as a significant contribution to the future of this territory.

"Then let us decide that she is the daughter born in a power dispute between Tordelide and Rosemary's parents. If Rosemary's relatives found out about it, they would have had another dispute hidden in the temple, Lord Calstead."

"Hmm, not bad."

Praised by Ferdinand, Elvira laughs happily.

"And don't you dare baptize me that I'm Rosemary's daughter. As the daughter of this house, as your daughter, I will educate you not to be ashamed of me as my mother's substitute."

My favorite Ferdinand followed me all the way out here to say hello. As expected, but it seems to work so much better to ask from Ferdinand than from me, my husband, and the insurance is completely gone from Elvira's face.

"I know it's not that ugly because I have some handwriting at the temple, but I would like it to be finished as it deserves to go up to the Lords' Hall. Elvira wouldn't worry about it."

"Oh, was Master Ferdinand educated?

Elvira circled her eyes.

I know exactly how that feels. You doubt Ferdinand, who is also tough in the Knights and has a reputation for bloodthirsty instruction, will be able to mentor young children.

I doubted my ear when I first heard it too. I'm definitely making you cry. I thought you were scared of Ferdinand.

"Rosemaine is a great paperwork assistant and has a lot of magic. Thought circuits are simple, easy to handle, and user-friendly. There are many out of common sense aspects, but I'm not retarded, so it's worth educating."

Given his classy moves and feche peel skill, Rosemaine should be strictly coached, but trusted Ferdinand, he missed it. I've never seen Ferdinand or anything else that my kids miss. During the Trombe crusade, the shock of seeing him hidden behind Ferdinand is unforgettable.

"Swallow isn't bad, but I can't really teach you how feminine it is."

"Yeah, I'll take care of it. We'll educate you properly."

After that, ask Elvira to prepare for the christening ceremony. After setting up a room for Rosemayne and asking the behavioral teachers she was wearing on her sons to instruct her until the baptism ceremony, she will bring Rosemayne to our home in the aristocratic district.

"You're going to get your girl's room and costume ready."

Elvira, who has only a son, sparkled his eyes rarely. I'll take care of it, it looks fine.

And when our house began to be ready, Ferdinand said he would give Rosemaine a medical exam. He tells me to be present, and I head to the Clerical Office of the Temple.

"Uh, well, good day, Father."

I unwittingly loosen my cheeks to the young voice calling me to follow in an unfamiliar manner. For those who have only sons for martial arts officers, I am amazed at the difference between men and women. Would it have been like this if Rosemary's daughter had been born?

"If you're not used to calling me a little more, you'll be suspicious around you."

Ugh, and after a small breath, Rosemayne practices to get used to it at all, whining with a serious face about "Father" a few small times. To protect my own family, I exhaled softly, looking down at the little body that threw itself into the aristocratic society.

"... Now, there's something I need to do before you go to Calstead's house. Arnault, please pay."

Ferdinand, who paid for it, began to spread a piece of paper with a magic formation written in the middle of the room. Rosemaine peeks into the magic formation as she leans her neck strangely.

"What is it, this? What do you do?

"Check your magic flow. I would have told you before that if you didn't fill your body with a certain amount of magic, you wouldn't be able to move, would you?

"... is that happening?

If you go into the House of Lords, you get the stapes you need to keep your magic filled, or you're taught how to compress and accumulate magic in your body, but until then, it's normal to shed magic on magic equipment given to your parents. It is assumed that it is better to keep less magic in your body because it uses strength to move magic and it is not good for your body to grow.

"I'm pretty sure your growth is slow because your body is always filled with magic. But I've never heard of more or less magic making me unwell."

"Huh? Isn't that normal?

With that said, Rosemaine looked down at her body.

"Oh, it's not normal in an aristocratic society. To make sure of that, we need to examine the magic that flows through your body."

"Heh, can you do that? Amazing."

As impressed, Rosemaine peeks into the magic formation and nods several times.

I know there are magic formations where you can see the magic flowing through your body, but that shouldn't have been something anyone could have had. I stared at Ferdinand.

"The magic formations that can examine the magic that flows through a person's body are supposed to be used by doctors, right? Why would Ferdinand have something like that?

"It's a homemade magic formation that applies a little bit of the common magic formations used when making magic equipment. I don't know if it's the same thing the doctors have."

I make what I want myself. I have no words for Ferdinand's excellence.

Spread the magic formation, place the demon stone in all four corners, and Ferdinand looks back towards Rosemayne.

"Rosemaine, take off your clothes and shoes and get up on this"

"Yes!?

"Hey, wait, Ferdinand!?

Suddenly I take off my clothes and shoes and give Ferdinand a little something to say. Though young, it's not about ordering women.

But Ferdinand raised his eyebrows gently, without showing any upset, pointing to the magic formation.

"If the baptism ceremony is over and you become the adoptive daughter of the lord, you can't do that. Right now. Hurry up."

I blush and twitch back as Rosemayne alternates between me and Ferdinand.

"No, I don't want to. Aren't you ashamed!

"There's no shame in you, is there?

Ferdinand glanced at Rosemaine with a cool face, clapping her shoulders.

"Yes!

"What are you saying when the bath was fine?

"Ha!? Bath!?"

I can't believe the words that came out of Ferdinand's mouth.

... Was the bath okay? Huh? Are you in there with me? Ferdinand and Rosemayne?

"Ferdinand, what the hell are you doing to such a young child..."

"Or don't get me wrong, Calstead! I'm talking about a time when I peeked into my memory with an example magic tool. I didn't come in with you!

When Ferdinand opened his eyes with excitement, he bit this way in a hurry. The usual faceless expression is broken and the vegetables are appearing.

No, you would normally get it wrong. If a stranger hears about that magic trick, it's a confirmed hobby for a young girl. If there was a Zilvester, it must be on as a pleasure.

"Rosemaine, you weren't upset at all then, what more are you saying now!?

"Because that was the first time in a long time I'd been floating around in 'bathing' and 'shampoo' and 'rinse', and I felt like I was' calling 'because I couldn't see the chief cleric at all, and it wasn't real in my dreams... anyway! You can't take your clothes off in front of someone!

In a peek into my memory, I definitely got a scene in the bath, and it seems true that Rosemaine wasn't very upset at that time.

"We're just gonna check your body, okay? There wouldn't be more resistance than a bath, would there?

"Yes! Call a doctor if you say it's a medical exam"

"You can think of me as a doctor. It doesn't change what you do anyway."

Because of his mastery, he can really imitate doctors. Above all, Ferdinand has something to worry about if he doesn't find out for himself.

"Even if a man stripped me of my clothes that I didn't think was my father, I guess I gave up in three days being mine? It has been more than three days since I became Rosemaine. Give it up this time."

"Mm-hmm, I can't!

Waving his butterflies, Rosemayne distanced herself from Ferdinand and fled daddily.

"Ha, help me, Master Calstead!

From what I can tell, there's Rosemayne beyond Ferdinand. Rosemayne was about to rush towards me, making a big detour, but Ferdinand caught her lightly.

"Geez! Please don't! Wow!

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me your father about Calstead? Fool."

Ferdinand says so palely, breaking the belt of Rosemaine, who cries and dislikes him, and then rips off the blue witch clothes. No hesitation or other shards. From the side, I can only see a toddler who speaks to me all the time and a guardian who is a pioneer.

Rosemaine, who had become a young grass-colored costume I had seen during the prayer ceremony, turned to me and reached out.

"Father! Chief Cleric is my childhood hobby!

"Don't say anything that's going to be misunderstood, you idiot!

Gassi grabs Rosemaine's head, and Rosemaine begs me for help screaming at Ferdinand and Rabbit as she puts her strength on her fingers.... Aren't we getting along a lot?

After the Trombe crusade, Gilvester and I joked that we found out that Rosemayne's magic was strong and said, "Isn't it good for Ferdinand's wife?" I've talked about it before, but it may not even be full.

With that in mind, I realized Rosemaine's movements had been dull.

"Ferdinand, it's a little too much. Rosemaine's breathing."

Ferdinand loosened his hand like a hack and rosemaine jumped into my nostalgia following that gap. Keep going around behind my back, uh- roaring and staring at Ferdinand from behind his cloak.

The laughter grew as the small animals seemed desperately intimidated. Like Zilvester said, it looks like Schmir. Now PUHI! And it would be perfect if it rang.

The intimidated Ferdinand narrowed his eyes softly and glanced at me and Rosemayne together as he put his arms together. You must be angry that things aren't going as planned.

"Calstead, what do you think of Rosemaine's frailty as a father?

I compare Rosemayne to Ferdinand when Ferdinand asks me not to say "work with you now".

Ferdinand's forceful way is a little bad, but if he's too weak to make his body any healthier, even if it's about to die soon, he'd better have it.

"Rosemayne, Ferdinand is excellent when it comes to magic. If you have a diagnosis and you have an effective drug, shouldn't you have it made?

"That's right..."

When I hold up Rosemaine and try to persuade her to gaze, Rosemaine stops the intimidation and quiets down.

Though different worlds, I remember being an adult once, so unlike other children, I don't suddenly cry out or make restless noises, so you just have to persuade them to stay this way.

That's what I thought, but someone smashed it up.

"Calstead, keep getting Rosemaine!

Ordered in the same way as when giving orders in the Knights, I reflexively detain Rosemaine. Ferdinand, who has walked over with a large strand, takes off one small button after another lined up on Rosemaine's back with a quick finger movement.

"Higgie! Chief Cleric's" Etch "! It was actually 'Loricon', wasn't it?!?

"I have no idea what you're talking about, but I don't have much time. Hurry up."

Ferdinand, who had finished removing the button to the bottom, pointed to the tent on his bedside all the way.

"Take off your socks in that shadow. I can see it from my back, so if I'm naked on the top half, that's fine."

"Uh-oh..."

"What, those defiant eyes? You want to be stripped down here?

Too cold for a disgraced daughter. This is why Ferdinand doesn't last long with women.

"I'm going! You should go!?

"That's right. Don't bother me, just make it quick."

Staring at Ferdinand in tears, Rosemayne rushes to the shadow of her bedroom.

"Ferdinand, you've been saying this for a long time, haven't you? Treat women a little nicer."

"It's a waste of time"

There is something about Ferdinand, who has been harassed by the lord's mother and has grown up with no real mother to shelter him, who basically doesn't trust women. Except when you decide it's more sensible to be nice, you can't forbid a sigh of sigh to a very strict Ferdinand.

"You're still aligned with Zilvester, no matter how much you say you don't ask."

"Don't say anything unpleasant"

From beyond Ferdinand, who frowned more, Rosemaine walked barefoot and then herself, shyly hiding the front in her undressed costume.

Stand on top of it.

The spreading magic formations seem to have been made by Ferdinand messing around with something to make sure the magic is working well when making the magic equipment or if there's anything wrong with the flow.

Feeling terrified, Rosemaine's toe stepped on the magic formation and turned her back on Ferdinand.

Ferdinand, who gently waved his hand and took out the stamp, kneels down, pouring magic into the tongue and gently slapping the magic formation with the stamp.

Then a magic formation filled with magic floated up as a red light. The magic team went up from Rosemaine's foot to his head, and Rosemaine's body began to look like a stream of magic glowing red. I don't see the lower body with the underwear on, but I see a tight red line on my back and arms.

"Wow!? What is this?"

"I told you I'd see the magic flow. Rosemaine, my hair's in the way."

"Oh, yes."

Ferdinand stares at his little back with a difficult face, having long hair retreated.

It is possible for me and Rosemaine to see the magic flow. But it is only here that Ferdinand can see that red line and diagnose what is abnormal in the stream.

Ferdinand stood up with a heavy exhale, staring at his back for a while. Hold your temples with a difficult face and look down at Rosemaine.

"You died once."

"Huh?"

"The magic is solidified close to the center"