Ascendance of a Bookworm

The day after the christening ceremony, the clergyman had told me to take a day off. The chief clergyman seemed to have told his mother to see how it was too, and at the breakfast table he said, "Like spending the day in bed," he said. It's gratifying to be able to relax, as sometimes the recoil comes later when you are forced to get fit with medication.

"Rosemaine, do you have a minute?

"Brother Lamprecht? I don't mind, but what's wrong?

"I was going to make sure Rosemaine was in good health. Mr. Wilfried will be worried too..."

Brother Lamprecht, who felt soggy, scolded me once in a while, came to see how things were before I went to work. My chest aches when I wonder how much my father and clergyman scolded me because of the way Brother Lamprecht was shivering, which was a bright atmosphere.

If I were a normal child, I would have ended up falling and creating abrasions. It wouldn't have been traumatic.

"It was deliberately done to help Ferdinand get his moxibustion tight, so you don't have to be so sick..."

"Master Ferdinand was able to do medicine and healing on his own, so if he was within sight, he would have been considered impotent. Rosemaine was immediately helped, so I could preach, but if the same thing happened in the castle, what would happen if someone who could use healing wasn't on his side? If we had lost Rosemaine at that time, Master Wilfried's heartbreak would not have been what it is now."

Is that it? I feel like some sort of rationalist livestock cleric sounds like a very good guy.

"It was something I knew and had to teach you, even if I didn't have to bother you with Ferdinand's hands."

Brother Lamprecht seems to reflect deeply, but rather, I think it is the clergyman who has left extensive trauma to reflect. I want you to be a little more kind to your surroundings and to me.

"Well, if Brother Wilfried and Brother Lamprecht will be careful in the future, that's enough."

"Rosemaine, how generous of you to say you've been caught dying..."

The brightness returns to Brother Lamprecht's brown eyes, and he looks surprised and praised.

Bad. I feel moved in some weird direction.

"Um, no. I am accustomed to such a state, especially in a single failure."

"I see, merciful"

So I'm not... Something is useless to say, or I'm not listening. Enough is enough.

"I asked Master Ferdinand what would be good to take to visit Rosemayne and he handed me that this was the best..."

Brother Lamprecht then untied the cloth and took out a book.

"Book!"

"I heard it's a book you've never read, in an amount you can definitely read in a day, but can you really read a thick book like this?

Brother Lamprecht looks suspicious and compares books with me, but this much is an easy victory.

"You can read it! I'll read it! Thank you, Brother Lamprecht, I know."

"I wish I could have made you that happy. Well, I'll go to the castle, but rest well. Like?"

"Huh."

The chief cleric is a livestock rationalist, but he's a very good man. If it turns out to be a thicker book and I can't finish reading it in a day, I won't be coming back to the temple using pseudo-morbidity. Around my expectations, they read my actions completely, but I don't care.

... Thank you, Chief Cleric!

While reading a book on the fundamentals of how soldiers operate, which was not in the Temple's library, that day was a long time since I truly took a break from gobbling.

I use magic for soldier operations, so I don't know why, and I'm like, "How does that happen!?" It was a lot of fun in a string of scratches.

In addition to the dual effects of the clergyman's healing and medication, he rested for a day while reading the book, so he is in great health. Ask Ella and Rosina to also tell them to return to the temple, and I will prepare them too.

After breakfast came Darmuel and Brigitte, the escort knights. Zach kneels and crosses his hands in front of his chest.

"Good morning, Master Rosemaine"

"I'm going back to the temple today. Please accompany me."

"Ha!"

When the two men who had finished greeting stood up, and I also tried to stand up, they were stopped by Brigitte.

"Lady Rosemaine, please stay put for a moment. I will fly the Ordnants to Master Ferdinand."

Brigitte took out the glowing tact, tapped the yellow demon stone lightly with the cone, and whined "Ordonanz" and it became a bird. "Master Rosemaine is going to the temple now," he said, waving a bun and tact, the bird flies away.

After a while, the bird returned and said "I understand" three times in the voice of the Chief Cleric, returning to the Demon Stone. I was very surprised when I first saw it, but lately I feel a little normal that the magic equipment is around me. While I was talking about myself, I felt I was adapting very quickly.

The carriage was already ready, and I was escorted into Darmuel and Brigitte. Ella and Rosina are also on another carriage as they take a side carriage to the temple together.

"Please say hello to Master Ferdinand. You work hard."

"Yes, Mother"

Your father and brother Cornelius are already out to the Knights, so only your mother can drop you off.

The carriage moves out smoothly, running through the bright white streets to the temple.

"Has Brigitte never been out to the temple or the lower town, either?

"This is the first time I've been out across the aristocratic gate."

Brigitte is the sister of Viscount Ilkner, who has territory south of this city, so if it's in the form of jumping over the lower town on a horseback that has changed the demon stone, he's been out, but never got down to the lower town.

Darmuel, who had the experience of being taken around the lower town to accompany me, shrugged his shoulders with an indescribable face. "... Regardless of the temple, I think the lower town is tough on women, but good luck".

"Welcome back, Master Rosemaine"

Fran waited for me at the main entrance of the temple. It has been a long time since I traveled to the aristocratic district to meet Fran face to face, since it was a little past the spring platter and now it is the season when I am about to celebrate the summer platter already.

"I'm back now, Fran. Is it any different, guys?

"The room is changing, and I feel a lot different because Gil is changing the color of her eyes and working"

"I'm looking forward to that. Brigitte, this is Fran, my lead sidekick. Fran, this is Brigitte, my escort knight."

After introducing each, I went to the temple chief's room. In the back of the aristocratic area, I remember going through it several times during the winter service.

"Monica and Nicola are down in the kitchen. Gil is a workshop. I know that greetings will be after the inauguration ceremony."

Fran opened the door and I entered the new room. Under Rosina's created list, the pattern was changed, so the temple chief's room had become a feminine one. Summarized in red colours, it has a floral Merchant atmosphere with little shadow of the original room.

In other words, although the shelf design is different, there are decorative shelves, and only similarities exist where about 30 cm of statues of God and scriptures and candles are almost symmetrically decorated around the scriptures. I guess this is the altar you need for the temple chief's room.

Speaking of which, when I became a blue witch apprentice, the clergyman would have said, "If I had, I would have taken an oath to serve God and the temple in front of the altar in the temple chief's room, and there would be an endowment of clothes". In other words, in the future, when there will be more blue clerics and witches, we will have a vow ritual here.... Can you?

"That's a lot of pretty room. It suits Rosemayne very well."

Brigitte has nodded several times as impressed that he could spend so much money on the temple room.

My nostalgia hasn't hurt at all because your father paid for all this patterning. Maybe you should pay your father part of the profits from the workshop as a living expense.

"The clergyman instructed me to prepare the adjacent to the temple chief's office for the male and female knights, respectively, since it is also possible for the escort knights to stay in. Let us know if there is any inconvenience or shortage."

To Fran's words I took my feet to see each room.

The men's knight's room was a room organized like a room, but it felt very simple with nothing to waste. "Looks just like a knight's dorm," according to Dermuel. Looks like it was created with your father's concept of "the best environment you'll ever get used to".

I thought the female knight's room looked just like the knight's dorm, but this time your father stepped into the female knight's dorm for research, and said the woman didn't know the prototype because she was turning her own room into more and more of a preference. It seems this room is where your father, who has had trouble thinking about things, chose, "If you keep something similar to Rosemaine, no knight in any capacity would complain".

I mean, for girls. Floral patterns are fundamental to the bright shades of red and pink, the precious colors of Gedurleich, the goddess of earth, a symbol of femininity. It is a cuteness that Brigitte, who feels like a sister, seems to dislike.

"That's a lot cute..."

Same words as when you saw my room, but now it contains just a little surprise and confusion. He's too cute, maybe he's in trouble.

"Brigitte, you know, if you don't like it..."

"It's not like Master Rosemaine cares. Guestrooms, and you just have to sleep. You don't have to bother replacing it, so don't worry."

Brigitte tells me so, with a gentle smile in the eyes of an amethyst. I exhaled in a ho at the kind words of a cool woman.

Back in the room, Monica was coming back from the kitchen. Ella arrived, so she left Nicolas with her assistant and Monica herself went back to normal business.

"Welcome back, Master Rosemaine"

Having finished installing the fesh peel and unpacking, Rosina and Monica helped me, and I changed into the temple chief's clothes. This seems to be what the chief cleric was asking me to do with the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce.

"He hastily re-tailored the ritual costume of the former temple chief due to lack of time"

To Monica's words it would be, and I nod. There shouldn't be enough time to prepare a cloth of this quality from scratch. The temple chief costume, which had the lord's mother as her sister, uses the finest cloth. The hands are good, the cloth feels light and very good.

However, the crest does not belong to the Mine Workshop, which was conceived because of it, but rather matches the Cleric Chief, indicating the son of the Lord of Aerenfest.

... the crest of the workshop, even though I liked it. With that in mind, Monica looked like she was in trouble as she pointed her lips a little and teased the crest with her fingertips.

"I know it's uncomfortable to put your sleeves through the objects used by the former temple chief, but please be patient."

"No, Monica. I was just a little sorry because I liked the previous crest. Don't hate people and hate clothes. If I and the people around me are not ashamed, it's okay to re-tailor anyone's costume."

I've been wearing used clothes all these years. I can't wear second-hand clothes if I think someone else put them through my sleeves. Compared to being dressed with rags sewn together for coal gathering, complaining about such beautiful clothes is a punishment.

"Master Rosemaine is still a wonderful person. It's exactly what Vilma said."

Monica is impressed with her eyes shining, but I have no idea how those words came out.

I thought about it for a while and hit Pong and his hand. Fran and Gill know me walking around downtown in borough clothes, but Monica only knows me, the blue witch apprentice who was in the temple, and me, who has become the adoptive daughter of a lord.

I assume that the daughter of a senior aristocrat, who is always in a position to wear a new one, is patient in the ancient days of the Temple Chief, but there is no way she can correct it before Brigitte is also there. I exhaled gently and decided to let it flow.

"Dimensions are fine, aren't they? I will now explain from today's appointment"

I was told to head to my desk by Fran, who had constantly confirmed my ritual costume, and was briefed on my plans for today.

After this, the chief cleric came to this room, and they have an inaugural meeting, and the inauguration ceremony will take place in the afternoon. And he said a meeting with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce was scheduled tomorrow.

... I haven't seen Rutz in a while.

By the end of Fran's explanation, the clergyman had arrived. In front of the building, my position is higher, so it seems that from now on the chief cleric will basically come to my room.

I express my gratitude to Brother Lamprecht for the book of sympathy and for the preparation of the costumes for the ritual and for the preparation of the rooms of the knights.

"Still, you're in a lot of a hurry to do the inauguration."

Since the inauguration ceremony is an inner circle ceremony that takes place only in the temple, they have little to prepare. Having confirmed the procedure, I asked questions about the urgency of holding the inauguration ceremony on the day I returned to the temple.

I think we should be able to afford a few days because once we have to gather the aristocratic blue clergy.

"It's more of a ritual than you need to use the Temple Chief's office. Besides, I can't give you the keys to the library without officially assuming the position of temple chief."

"That's tough. We have to hurry.... but that's not all, is it?

The keys to the library are important, but I don't think the clergyman cares about my library. There's definitely something behind it.

"I have already been circulating to the Blue Cleric for days, so I have no problem. I decided to restore your health with medicine and healing. [M]... By and large, it's not up to you to take the time for such an inner circle ritual, is it? If we get to what Zilvester said as soon as possible, aren't we running out of time?

"What did Master Zilvester say?

Is something wrong? And when I tilted my neck, the chief cleric slapped me with a ton of fingertips and temples, and stared at me in exasperation.

"You haven't heard? It's about the expansion of the printing industry and the dining room."

"Master Zilvester said at the baptismal ceremony that the expansion of the printing industry would create a workshop in an orphanage in a neighboring town, so I understand, but what is the dining room thing?

With Benno's running writing, I learned about putting the guild chief in the co-financer of an Italian restaurant and putting the Hoogos out to train at Ilse's instead, but I don't know the details.

"Benno had received an order from Zilvester. By the star knot ritual, it's a lame thing to have a meeting with a civilian, go on an inspection, put together the results, and report back in an Italian restaurant."

"Yeah!?

"Exactly. Benno, there's too much loads to beat on one shoulder. You're the adopted daughter, so help me out as much as you can, because the deadline is up front."

It seems so hard that the chief cleric will be sympathetic and gentle. The blood caught my attention and my head creaked. I just have to finish the inauguration and help you as soon as possible.

The inauguration ceremony is an inner circle ceremony that takes place in the temple. Last year, it is the unveiling ceremony of the new temple chief, where all the gray clerics and gray witches who have served the blue clergy and their sides in the prayer room where the baptism ceremony was held are gathered.

The facilitator is the chief priest, who briefly describes the change of temple chief and states that a new chief temple has been decided upon at the behest of the lord.

In the meantime, I wait for the Chief Cleric to call, I wait in front of the door.

"Due to the lord's intention to…, the new temple chief was decided to be Rosemaine, the lord's adopted daughter"

The door before me slowly begins to open with the voice of such a clergyman. When fully opened, I saw the grey clerics lined up neatly in the prayer room.

There is a clergyman at a height.

"Pray to God, that we may all be greeted. Pray to God!

Even remembering my nostalgia for a long time by the massive GOOKO, I slowly head to the center, drawn by Fran.

When I went up on the elevated steps, I saw how the prayer room looked.

At the front there were about 10 blue clerics in a row, but it was a few blue clerics who looked at me and changed their complexion. Maybe some blue clerics didn't know Mine's face.

Those who don't pin look like "hey, is this the new temple chief," but the blue cleric, who has definitely said disgust or looked at me when I was Mine, has his eyes wide open. The difference is remarkable and easy to understand.

"You've gathered well. My name is Rosemayne and I have been entrusted by my adoptive father, the Lord, to head the temple on a glorious and good day for the god of fire, Lydenshaft."

"You think she's the adoptive daughter of a lord? That can't be right! He must have been a civilian!

The voice of one blue cleric was given the same explanation from the clergyman's mouth that Lady Zilvester had said at the Baptist ceremony. Still, unconvincing, unswallowed priests scream with spitting momentum.

"If you were a clergyman, the lord's half-brother, you would have known you were the daughter of a senior aristocrat. You can't say you're a civilian. This is gonna be weird!

"Nearest to the lord, as far as I should know that the former temple chief who said he was born noble did not know"

Out! Special "It's all his fault"! The former temple chief is the best person to push sin.

Not only Zilvester, but the chief cleric also uses a special attack, thanks to which he seems to have swallowed up the circumstances and the situation, leaving aside whether he was convinced of anything other than that blue cleric.

The gray clerics, who are originally used to being told from above, "I don't know, but it did," he swallows easily.

A gray cleric or witch I heard you talk about here, even for orphanage children, likewise said, "The previous temple chief said he was a civilian, but he wasn't really a civilian. Since I became the adopted daughter of my lord, Lord Mine became Lord Rosemayne," I will be treated entirely as the daughter of a senior nobleman, even in the temple.

"If you doubt that I am the daughter of a senior aristocrat, please check with the father of the Knights Commander or with your adoptive father, the Lord."

Anyway, shut up, tell him away, and I will state my future ambitions in beautiful words adorned with prayer and gratitude to God at the end of the day.

"Let us pray and thank Aevileebe, goddess of the five pillars, goddess of water, goddess of Fruitrene, goddess of fire, goddess of Rydenshaft-style, goddess of Szerian soil, goddess of Gedurleich, goddess of life, who presides over the great sky of the pavilion high and high."

React to my word, and the priests shall set up.

"Pray to God! Thank God!

When we all pray to God, I leave.

The clergyman pulled his hand down the steps and was advancing his legs, but on his way out, he stopped his legs when he noticed one blue cleric who was slightly bent over and trying to divert his gaze.

"Oh, you..."

"You know Egmont, Rosemaine?

"You vandalized my library, didn't you?

Ha-ha-ha, I put it on, and I laughed small, and even though I wasn't intimidated, Egmont's complexion turned bright blue.

"Oh, that... that..."

Egmont's gaze wandered as he dragged his mouth away for help. I looked at the chief cleric and excused him like a hack.

"That was at the behest of the former temple chief! Not my intention!

Yes, I'm out again! Special "It's all his fault"! Temple lengths are very popular.

But that special attack doesn't always work. The sin of vandalizing the library is deep, and my anger in relation to the book persists. It's not as bad as rubbing off the former temple chief.

"Yes, it was the commander of the temple."

"That's right!

In my words, Egmont grinned like a ho. The face was nothing more than a reflection and other little finger earlier with only the joy of escaping anger.

I laugh furiously, still angry, but I keep it mildly intimidating.

"Lend one. Think of it as a second time."

For not making it a blood festival, I ended it very rationally and peacefully without this, but as soon as I got back to the room, the clergyman pissed me off that it was "too much". I can't solve it.

"That's crazy. The Chief Cleric taught me that planting a wound in my heart and tapping it into my body is a sensible and optimal way to do it."

"… that's if they don't listen"

Although the chief cleric said it with a bitter face, it's a pain in the ass to say it and see if you listen, and it's a bigger problem that the library room gets vandalized if you don't.

"Whether you say it or not, I don't care at this time. Don't lay your hands on my library, because if all the blue clerics will remember, that's fine. That would have been very sensible, wouldn't it?

And when I laughed at Nicole, the chief priest also laughed as he had strained.

"Your rationality is very scary for what you leave to your emotions. I don't know where it affects me."

"Oh? The sheriff's rationality has very far-reaching implications for the planned minutes, right?

Hehe, on the way to laughing at each other, I remembered something important. Not if you're laughing at each other with the chief cleric.

"Come on, Chief Cleric. Now the baptism ceremony and inauguration ceremony have been successfully completed. We also eliminated dangerous people. Give me the keys to the library. We have to read as much as we can before we meet with Lutz tomorrow."

When I offered my hand to Ba and demanded, the chief priest closed his tight eyes and held his head.

"If you fall today, there's no medicine, no healing."