Ascendance of a Bookworm

"... Speaking of which, I heard from the Cleric Chief that we are going to have a meeting from today's three bells, what the hell is a meeting? Does Fran know?

I had never heard the word conference in the temple before, so when I asked Fran with my neck tilted, Fran blinked lightly.

"Speaking of which, Master Rosemayne is new to the meeting, isn't she? The next day of the baptism ceremony there will be a meeting to decide when and where the Baptism ceremony in the Noble City will take place and who will be dispatched. In addition to that, autumn must also determine the destination of the harvest festival. Spring is a place for prayer ceremonies."

To Fran's words, I struck a pong and a hand. It's a meeting that was removed last year because I'm a minor to go to the Baptist ceremony in the Noble City, and I don't want to give flavor to civilians to go to the harvest festival.

Starting this year, as temple chief, they have to attend every time. It really seems that last year I was only named the Blue Witch Apprentice.

"Fran, I, I have no idea what's in the territory, but may I ask you to teach me lightly before the meeting?

When Wilfried learned the letters, he talked about having teachers who would teach him geography and history, but he wouldn't be able to go without knowing anything about being sent to various parts of the territory at the Harvest Festival.

"It's just hard to know everything in a short time, so may I give priority to what Lord Rosemayne has to go to?

"... you decide where to go at the meeting, right?

"Precisely because the Chief Cleric has already been decided, it will be a meeting to inform"

It seems that the temple chief had decided before, but the clergy chief has decided since this year. It seems that I can only approve what the Chief Cleric has decided.

Fran started mentioning the name of the countryside in a rough way, but without a map, it doesn't immediately come to mind.

"Fran, at least, a map, please"

"… I don't have time to borrow from the Chief Cleric right now, shall we talk about the Harvest Festival first?"

"Please"

The harvest festival is a festival that celebrates a year's harvest in the countryside, as words say, and a tribute to the gods is offered.

A blue cleric and a civilian are bound to go, and the civilian collects taxes. The cleric says it's about baptisms and mitzvahs and weddings in the countryside at the same time. Spring is already running out of food, and they're not suitable for the festival because everyone has a schedule to go home to their summer residence.

And in the countryside ruled by the aristocrats, in addition to divinity, they have to collect the Little Holy Grail. Unlike the prayer ceremony where you should have gone to the countryside and just blessed me, the harvest festival may be surprisingly busy.

"Dear Rosemaine, this is the bell of 3. Let's head out in the middle of a meeting."

The room where the meeting would take place was about the size of a school classroom, with a number of tables lined up long and in a large rectangular shape.

If you keep looking around at the number of blue clerics, the table isn't half filled, even though they're all here. I can see in the eyes that there is a serious lack of clergy.

Walk beside the long table and sit in the chair Fran played for you as everyone's attention drew. I thought it sounded great to sit alone on the short side of the long table, but on second thought, I was the greatest temple chief. I often forget the fact that I am the Chief Cleric because he seems better.

"I would rather discuss the Autumn Baptist Ceremony and the Harvest Festival than this."

The meeting moves on because the chief cleric presides and merely states the matters to be decided. Along the way, Egmont complained that his quota had changed from last year, but he became quiet with a glimpse of the clergyman "who suffers from understanding why he thinks he will get the same treatment as last year".

Apparently, the blue clergy in the temple did not change their treatment even when the temple chief was altered, so the blue clergy, who was frightened at first, also began to think at will when life as it had always been.

"Just because Rosemaine didn't respond harshly doesn't mean they're allowed to act. Temple Chief and Cleric Chief, if you cannot obey the decisions of both, so that you may also consider leaving the Temple"

He tells the blue clergy, who also has no place to go at home, to leave if dissatisfied, and the chief clergyman announces his allocation to the Baptist ceremony of the aristocratic district when he tightens the blue clergy up slowly.

"Why isn't the temple chief and the clergyman heading for the baptism?

To the question of one blue cleric, the chief cleric gently flaunted his shoulder.

"Some aristocratic duties will take place in the castle, and there may be a convocation from the Knights. Because those are not things that can be replaced by other blue clerics. Have them do what they can. And with your contribution to the Temple, you will also decide on the assignment of tasks ahead"

"I see. Well understood."

He also said that the paperwork that the Temple Chief was throwing round would eventually allow other blue clerics to swing at him, but that's going to be a pretty long story ahead.

"... that's it. Don't fail to confirm and prepare your plans."

In the end, the meeting ended, with no understanding at all when I heard the place names that I would be sent to. Fran was hard at work taking notes on the bookboard, so I'll have them tell me later along with the map.

With that in mind, the chief cleric called me to take a seat.

"Rosemaine, I'll go into more detail in the afternoon. Like I'm waiting in my room."

"Yes."

A little after lunch, the clergyman brought a zam with various materials. Materials are put on the table and spread out.

"About the harvest festival, but what do you know?

"I just heard a few words from Fran before the meeting. I hardly know anything."

The clergyman gave me an explanation almost identical to the one Fran gave me.

"What clerics and witches do is divine. Only twice a year, I go to the countryside, so it takes the form of saying that I will do everything that ends on that occasion"

And they're coming home with groceries instead of a buzz. It was said that this food could be used as food for winter support. But the harvest festival has to go around about 15 places by itself. I think getting food just hurts.

"If you get food, it's going to be a big deal with more luggage, and won't it hurt you?

"What do you think a civilian is going for? It will be decided to carry them with magic equipment."

There is a magic team dedicated to shipping and a magic team dedicated to receiving, and the collected items are shipped to the castle on the spot. The food received by the Blue Cleric is also to be transported at the same time and later picked up in the aristocratic district.

"Well, I've never known you to have such handy magic tricks"

"It wouldn't be worth it as a magic tool if it wasn't convenient. Don't take it for granted."

Because they use precious magic, it seems that good magic equipment is useful and profitable for as many as possible.

"I think its magic equipment, merchants could use it to better distribute it and thrive"

"Oh, right. If the merchant had magic, it would have already been used, I think too."

"Ugh.... Chief Cleric, I want magic equipment that can be used without magic."

"It's no longer a magic trick"

That's what the chief clergyman said, and when he trumped up the story about the magic equipment, he changed the subject, "We're headed there at the harvest festival..."

"Where am I headed? I had no idea what the rural name was."

It was kinship and its territory that was taught in the education received before the christening ceremony. The place names I know have become places for other blue clerics to head to and have not entered this visit.

"I'll explain now. Zahm, Fran, give me the map."

Zahm and Fran spread the map to the table for me. It was the same map color-coded in red and blue that the chief cleric and father were peering into during the prayer ceremony.

"This red part is the direct jurisdiction of the lord. This blue part will be ruled by nobility. Rosemaine will be the first harvest festival, so she's assigned a relatively close proximity to Aerenfest around here."

As Fran mentions the name of the countryside, the clergyman points to the map, and the fingertips follow the path on days one, two, and.

"It's surprisingly long to the north and south for a close part."

"I'll have the material gathered here too."

"Huh?"

The chief cleric's fingertips pointed to Dolvan, the village that is the southernmost in the range to which Ton and I turn.

"In the woods outside Dolvan is Ruel the Demon Tree. It comes to fruition on a full moon night, but it is said that the night of Szeria builds up the most magic"

"Szeglia night? Are you referring to the full moon at the end of autumn, when the god of life, Aviribe, is revived and Szeria, the goddess of wind, is said to be the closest to the goddess of earth, to unleash the most power?

"It seems well loaded," the chief priest nodded, confirming as he remembered the myth that was in the scriptures.

"I need Rüell's fruit to be picked on the night of Szeria for your medicine, Jurevé. Ruell's fruit will be the most high-quality fall material that can be collected in Aerenfest territory."

By the way, medication materials are in each spring, summer, autumn, and winter season, and they have to collect materials with magic, so it takes a year to collect them no matter how quickly.

And in my case, the magic has hardened, possibly as old as I can remember, and seems to require the highest possible quality of material.

"I can't accompany you because I have to go to the harvest festival too"

"Even though we went to the prayer ceremony together?

"The prayer ceremony was all kinds of dangers and things I wanted to look into."

They're going to behave differently this time. This is my first harvest festival, but will it be okay? "It's all right," the chief cleric said gently to me, clouding my face with anxiety.

"Add Eckhardt and Justox to the knight of the escort. Like listening to them very carefully."

A name came up that I had never heard of, and I leaned my neck.

"I understand Brother Eckhardt, but who is Justkus?

"He's a taxing clerk who accompanies you, son of Richarda."

If you're Aunt Richarda's son, I really feel reliable. Maybe you're choosing someone who's not dangerous to me. Whether it's Brother Eckhardt or Richarda's son, it's just someone close to the lord.

"There should be no problem if we follow what they say when it comes to collecting and when it comes to harvesting festivals. When the harvest festival is near, give it to me."

"Thank you"

Now that we have just entered autumn, there are still days until the harvest festival, which begins in the middle of autumn. By then, I was told to get used to the treatment of the horseman.

"Oh, and Benno contacted me the other day. He wants me to send a gray cleric to the orphanage,"

"Yes, I'm listening, too"

I set up an orphanage door and carried to some extent what I needed for my life, so they want me to get rid of the shortage by the harvest festival while moving gray clerics and gray witches and preparing my living foundation.

"When we moved the Grey Clerics, they asked us to mobilize soldiers as escorts in order to carry large amounts of food and supplies."

"The Guilberta Chamber of Commerce is moving at the behest of the Lords, so it's possible to mobilize soldiers, right?

There are still a lot of things to carry, such as food and workshop tools. We'll be there in about half a day. Even though it's not that far away, if you've carried tons of baggage over and over, they'll be after you. In fact, I heard you were targeted.

Look at me, the chief cleric opens his mouth.

"Appoint the role of Chief of the East Gate..."

"I'll come with you in the carriage!

The chief of the East Gate is his father. I raised my hand wide as Ba.

The chief clergyman opened his eyes with excitement as he consolidated his heart that he was going to go with the beast, and although he didn't like the carriage, he would put up with it if he could see his father.

"Fool! If the Lord's daughter were to take a carriage outside the city, the escort would be the Knights. We're gonna lose the soldiers from downtown."

"Yeah!? Oh no!"

When I dropped my shoulder that this was my opportunity, and I could not even see him, the Chief Cleric held his temple, "Listen carefully".

"You will ride the beast with me and the escort knight as the daughter of the lord, but I am also going to leave it to the soldiers I have attached to the carriage to escort them during their stay. At least we'll have a couple of face-to-face opportunities."

I nodded heavily with a full smile at what he taught me, saying, "Not at all."

As soon as I finish my conversation with the Chief Cleric, I head to the Dean's office. Ask Monica to go to the workshop and get Lutz and Gill and wait for her softly to arrive.

When they arrived, they immediately entered the hidden room by appointing Darmuel, who grumbled small "Will you see the array again?" as their guard in the hidden room.

"Lutz, Lutz ~!"

I jump at Lutz all over my nose. Rutz doesn't seem to be followed about the height of my tension, and cautions him with a tired voice, "It's going to heat up".

"Ugh. You know, when I send the gray clerics to Hasse's orphanage, my father comes with me as an escort. It's been a while since I've seen my father."

To my report of a likely dancing tension, Lutz frowned a little after blinking his eyes several times, tilting his neck.

"... that? My husband told me that noblemen would go to the orphanage on horseback, so I wouldn't be able to see them with escorts. I heard that. Uncle Gunter said he was depressed and it wouldn't be a job, but Tulli and Mr. Otto told me?

The story of the escort had already been passed on to the gate, and my father apparently took it on with joy and courage when the story came around. Afterwards, my father says he's pretty depressed now, knowing that I'm going to travel on horseback as a nobleman. I don't want to go to work, and it seems that Touri zeroed in on Lutz when he drowned so depressingly every day.

This means that me and my father were just as depressed as if we were all parents and children, and if we moved on a horseback, we wouldn't see each other. What, that strange connection.

Puppy, laughing, I tell Lutz.

"We do travel by horseback, but while we're in Hasse, the chief cleric said we'll have a chance to face each other several times because we'll leave the soldiers to escort us, too."

"Seriously!? Well, I'll tell Uncle Gunter. I was really more than that, so you'd be willing to work when you hear that."

"Yeah, tell him I'm looking forward to it too! Oh, I'll write to you."

I hurriedly wrote to Rutz, "I can see you, I look forward to seeing you, so good luck with your work".

The next day, Lutz, who gave me the letter, reported me with a laugh.

It seems that the father who received it, right after reading the letter, was so motivated as to be interesting to watch. I heard my mother and Thuri laughing "because even though we say it doesn't cheer us up at all, it cheers us up with one letter".

The movement of the gray clergy and the gray witch was to take place as soon as the clergyman's permission was given. Beyond the back gate of the temple, there are two carriages lined up for me by Benno, and three grey clerics and a witch ride away.

Everyone in the orphanage gathers at their new gateway to the back gate, and I, the orphan dean, stand in front of them.

"I will now take care of the important priests of Lord Rosemayne."

I was thanked by Marc, and I nodded lightly. Lutz is supposed to be in the Grey Witch carriage, and Marc is supposed to be in the Grey Cleric carriage.

Marc and Lutz turned their gaze toward the carriage with a bitter grin. There is one soldier on his knees there.

"Later I will also go to Hasse. Best regards, escort on the road"

I would have been asked to escort you from the East Gate to Hasse, but I greet my father, who came to pick up the carriage of grey clerics to the temple alone, with a bitter smile.

"I'll take care of it"

That's what I said and got up. Dad laughs nicely and slaps him twice in the chest with his right hand. I returned the same motion and dropped off the carriage leaving the temple.