Ascendance of a Bookworm

I wrote to the mayor of Hasse and gave it to the messenger. It will take less than half a day, so the day after tomorrow, it will have arrived by the time I go to the small temple. It would be nice if you could read the letter, grasp the situation and be quiet, but what the hell is going to happen?

"Are you okay leaving me alone?

"Now I just have to leave it alone. If you just reject it, you can easily rely on it, but the important thing is, after that."

That's what the chief cleric, who decided to leave the mayor alone, said.

Using your power as a nobleman, it's easy to catch small things like a town mayor or physically fly your neck. But given the town of Hasse that followed, flying the mayor of the town is not enough.

"Shouldn't small things that do bad things be excluded?

"Rosemaine, what's a bad thing?

"So sell orphans, 'under your sleeves' to former temple chiefs and clerks... er, give them hardware..."

As I counted, the clergyman raised only one eyebrow unexpectedly.

"That's not a bad thing, is it?

"Huh?"

I blinked at words I never thought I would. They look strange to each other and tilt each other in the neck.

"Instead of taking care of an orphan, you take ownership of the orphan. It's up to the mayor to decide whether to sell it or not. And it would be natural to give gold to the nobles and try to get them to accommodate you, wouldn't it? Didn't Benno and I bring gifts the first time we met? It's only natural to try to improve your heart test."

It seems that the ownership of orphans rests with those who take care of them, that it is natural to bribe them, and that they do not fall within the scope of bad things.

"Is that it?... So what's the mayor's scolded, bad thing?

"It is decided that you did not obey my command, which is noble, and that you challenged our decision to stand up without forgiveness"

Even if the mayor is doing some wrongdoing or selling out orphans, he is a good mayor for the townspeople if that was in the town's interest. They won't complain about the money that sold the orphan as mine. Rather, if the city can be moistened with its money, the man of Hasse will support the mayor.

The chief cleric said with a cool face that if the inhabitants of Hasse and a few orphans are supposed to be protected if we let in hundreds or thousands of rural people gathered in the winter hall now, but if we protect the orphans and retreat the mayor by force, we will be the object of hatred.

My heart makes an unpleasant noise at words I never thought I would. I never thought saving an orphan who was about to be sold was a bad thing.

"Uh, I mean, are we evil to the Hasse people?

"As of now, I guess so. You take the orphans you were supposed to sell off to the nobles, you put them in a small temple where you can't get your hands on them, and you take care of only a few orphans, not the tax payers."

The Chief Cleric continues with a flat face. "Unlike during the Blue Witch Apprenticeship, when you were covering everything at your own expense, you are now the daughter of a lord, and you live on the taxes of a lord. Orphans or taxpayers, who have to be taken care of, don't you see?".

We're starting a new printing business, so we need someone who hasn't got another job, and the orphanage was very convenient. So I thought about setting up orphanages all over the place to develop the printing industry, and my lord would have given me permission.

"The Lord's permission came out because it was determined that taxes could be taken from those who had not paid taxes before. It's not just mercy."

My neck was tight. Being poked at my ability weather and narrow horizons makes me want to cry, with another breakdown of common sense in me.

"... I didn't expect my perception of evil to be so different. That little thing will be your good material. [M] Create and raise opposition to the mayor of the city, isolate the mayor."

"... Yes?

"Even if we get rid of the mayor, I'm telling you to make a cauldron so the town of Hasse can move smoothly. If you raise a submissive pawn who agrees with this one, and then eliminate the mayor, it all fits in circles. Try it."

At any rate, it was decided to dispose of it, so we should make full use of it, and the chief cleric imposed an enormous challenge in advance.

My back teeth squeak tiny when I'm given the challenge of falling in people. I've never acted this way to deliberately plunge someone, although I've been rampaging for books and consequently spreading annoyance around them. I grew up being taught that falling into a person is something you shouldn't do.

... Scary.

When I shake my head small and butt in, the chief cleric slaps me gently on the head to forgive the child who speaks of me.

"Rosemaine, if you don't hold on, the orphans of the Little Temple can't even go out into the woods. That way, you won't be able to work in the workshop, but only rice will get in the way of eating in public. It's not just the town of Hasse, it's a neglected part of the orphanage. It wouldn't be your intention to come on your own and create a neglected environment on top of that, would it?

"... I don't know how to fall in people"

To my utmost resistance, the chief cleric knelt on the spot, and when he gazed at me, he grinned softly and sweetly.

"It's my first time. I'll show you how to do it."

Feeling the poison pouring into me, plenty in my beautiful smile, I bit my back teeth off all the time.

I did not sleep well that night, and in addition to my lack of sleep, I was left to head to the castle, feeling heavy.

Looks like the measurements and orders to tailor your winter costume have to be done quickly, and Ordnants flew in three times yesterday from Richarda in the course of the day. Too hastily, by the pioneering clergyman, I was to be taken by force.

The sheriff's poison struck me, and I don't feel very good, so I wanted to rest, but I couldn't forgive him. Livestock clergy longer.

I don't have a choice, so as I go to the castle, I'm going to ask for Hugo back. Promises are past due, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"Gil, I'm going to the castle today. Tell Lutz I'll have Hoogo back."

"Yes, I did. I'll finish one by the end of the day, so cheer up."

"Thank you, Gil. Keep Gil straight."

I am heartily healed by an honest, innocent smile. After someone else's poisonous smile. All our sides are adorable.

"Rosemaine, what's up? You don't look good."

"When I thought I had to fall asleep, I couldn't sleep."

Whose fault was it, I thought, staring at the Cleric Chief, the Clerical Chief blinked in surprise. "You can't live as a lord's daughter with that," he said.

It may have been an elementary challenge for the Chief Cleric, but it's too difficult for me. I'm going to be insomniac at dawn when I have succeeded in accomplishing the challenge as the Chief Cleric put it.

"Don't be too weak, you are"

"… I know"

Physically, mentally, I know I'm vulnerable. As I nodded cocklessly, I sighed lightly and frowned as the chief priest thought of something.

"... now I can't help thinking about it. Let's leave for now."

I have also become accustomed to going to the castle by the Lesser Bus and being seen with raw warm eyes by Norberto, who welcomes me.

The clergyman said, "Let's tell the lord about the cook. Because you'll be busy," he said with a frigid refreshing smile, turning the bassari and cape, leaving in a refreshing manner. I think I definitely just wanted to get away from Richarda.

"Welcome home, Princess Rosemaine. The needle is already ready."

Richarda, who welcomed me, rushed me to the reception room where I was waiting for the needle. There are a lot of warm looking cloths wrapped around and stacked, and a wide variety of furs are available.

This is the first time I've ever picked and tailored fabrics like this. Even though I do feel excited, my mood doesn't come up at all.

"Both Wilfried Boy and Princess Rosemayne are the first revelations this winter. You have to think carefully about what costumes you will have."

Richarda seems to be very tense because she's been getting all the men's clothes together. Along with her mother and adoptive mother, she says she has already ordered some winter clothes.

"I'm making it happen in summer dimensions, but kids grow up fast, so I think it's better to keep measurements in place."

I'm not getting much older.

It is the chief cleric's view that it will be difficult to grow because you have to keep your magic full of your body. I'd like to believe that I'm growing a little bit because I've had more chances to use magic lately, and plenty of rice.

As a result of the measurements, it had grown slightly. Compared to kids around the same age, though only a little.

"What costume will the princess wear? Here's your costume, Wilfried Boy, so let's make it the right costume."

They show me a wooden plaque that says about the design of the Wilfried costume, and Richarda comes to recommend the matching fabric and color. I find it smiling to see my little brothers and sisters wearing matching clothes, but I feel subtle when I do.

"Which is your preference, this one or this one, the princess?

However, it seems that some Richardas have decided to align their fabrics and colors. All you have to do is make a design decision. That, too, has already narrowed the candidate.

In my case, I don't pay much attention to clothing, so I don't mind if my surroundings serve me in a good mood and I don't have to be ashamed of myself.

"Now, please do it here"

The uncovered costume was decided, so I thought it was over, I couldn't get my underwear to open up until I finished ordering a set of shoes or something in my winter routine.

Because of this, I also ordered clothes, rugs, etc. to spend time in the temple. I had a hard time getting my clothes in order last winter, so that would be a big help.

"Richarda, I need to talk to my adoptive father about the cook..."

"The cook brought by the princess is now popular in the castle. Everyone wants to know the recipe, but we hear Mr. Zilvester won't give us permission."

Apparently, he's definitely growing in popularity at the castle. That's Hugo.

I laugh small at Richarda complaining, "You should all eat good food", feeling a little proud.

"My adoptive father has also offered money to buy the recipe. I don't think it's easy to teach. They surprise the nobles in the winter social world."

"I also invited you once to lunch with Master Zilvester, but I was surprised. Looking forward to winter."

... the cook, take him home. I'm sorry.

Apologizing to Richarda in my heart, I ask her to allow me time to see my lord.

"Suddenly it seems difficult."

"Master Ferdinand should have already asked for it. Ask your foster father."

"Yes, ma'am. It'll take a while. Please wait while I read this"

Richarda took out a book and placed it before me. I can see my face shining all the time. The heavy mood pushes me back once and fills me with the joy of being able to read the book.

"Thank you, Richarda"

"Please wait for me as a good boy"

When I answered Richarda with a smile, I quickly took the book and began to read it.

It was a book of sorcery that the Chief Cleric had aligned for me, a book written about the color of the Demon Stone and the relationship between God. They say it has to do with God's precious colors, and the easy-to-use magic is different. It was listed that greenery is the most magically efficient thing used in witchcraft related to the goddess of water and her family.

I already know in the Scriptures the name of God, and the name of my family, and what each is presiding over, so there is not so much confusion, and although I could read it, there will be stories about all God and his family at once, so if I can be taught in this book alone, I may be confused in my head.

And I guess this book is meant for adults, it was difficult to rhetoric, and the text was long and difficult to understand. And the text itself is old and hard to read, either to write the exact same sentence. It has artistic paintings on it, but it doesn't really have anything to do with the content, so I also feel like it doesn't make sense.

... If this is a must-have for the aristocracy, I think the family picture books I'm making are in considerable demand.

With certainty in the success of winter commerce, I continue to read the book. And Richarda slapped him lightly on the shoulder, and called me.

"Dear Princess Rosemayne, it would seem that 5 bell tea times would allow us to meet"

"Thank you, Richarda."

I spent all my time reading the book until the meeting time that Richarda gave me. It is a secret that I would have preferred to have read the book to an interview with my adoptive father.

5 The bell rings, and I move to the table of the main building, where the lord is in charge. As we were moving to the main building, it was noticed that Vilfleet had been captured by the escort and was being brought here.

"Rosemaine, were you here?

"Good day, Brother Wilfried"

"Where are you going?

"... where could it be? I don't know where I'm going."

I can't say "have tea with the lord" to Wilfried, who all I said was sloppy talking to the lord.

"This is the lounge on the second floor of the main building, Wilfried Boy."

"... why are all the rosemaines with my father"

Wilfried, who had bitten off his lips for a long time, glanced at me with a caged eye of hatred.

"Shit! Idiot! I hate Rosemaine!

"Stupid is Brother Wilfried. Running around without reading a book in an environment where the book can be read, annoying you all around, what's wrong with it? Just remember about the basic characters. This one is waiting for the time to study, now or now. If my brother remembered the letters and had more time to study, Ferdinand wouldn't have given me unscrupulous assignments or anything!

At the end of the day, it's a complete eight.

You didn't think he'd say it back, Wilfried looked at me with his dark green eyes round. Brother Lamprecht, who is on Wilfried's escort, is opening his eyes like a little too.

Normally I would have listened, but now that my heart is rough on new challenges, I am so frustrated that I can't care less if I don't say it back than I've been told. I hope you don't stick around any more.

The look of Wilfried, who runs away from his studies and likes to do whatever he wants, reminds him of Mine's days when he should have just done what he wanted to do, and makes him feel frustrated even then.

"Hey... you're so busy!

"As a son of a lord, who is a coward who thinks all about fleeing without even studying to be exchanged? You may worry about acting so fine that you won't let me tell you anything cheerful."

Especially now that I'm getting more and more geese. I want to hate my position now, but I want to stick it down when I see Wilfried, who likes himself in the same position of being the son of a lord. I want to yell at you for doing my job.

"Dear Rosemaine! Keep it down!

Darmuel rocked my shoulder, and I was hacked. It seems to have slightly intimidated Vilfleet, less frustrating. Let's just get out of here. It's not good for each other to be face-to-face with Wilfried any more.

"I'm busy with a pile of challenges, so please excuse me."

It was good until I turned myself in and headed to the main building's lounge, but the Lords' Hall was in vain large. The office is too far from my room for me. There was also a lack of sleep and I was running out of breath along the way.

Brother Cornelius clouded his face when he saw me as my feet were moving slowly.

"Richarda, Master Rosemayne doesn't look very pale..."

While I am in the Lords' Hall as an escort knight, I am duly called upon to do so, but my worried expression belongs to my brother.

After Richarda peered into me, he lifted up and started walking. Bad. It makes me lose my head.

"Princess, please be careful not to fall before the meeting"

"I'm sorry.... I just need to move the lesser bus for one person in the hall now"

"Let's suggest it to the lord"

By the time he arrived in the break room, after 5 bells had already rang, his adoptive father had had tea with the clergyman and those nearby.

"That was late, Rosemaine"

"It was too far from my room to this point, and the princess was about to fall in the hall. Could you give me permission to ride the beast in the hall?

When Richarda said so, his adoptive father raised his eyebrows lightly.

"The feathers would get in the way, wouldn't they?

"Others have wings in the way if they want to ride the horseman in the hall, but the princess's horseman has no wings, and they are free to change in size"

In Richarda's words, his adoptive father sparkled his eyes.

"Let me see. I've never seen it before. If it's funny, I'll allow it."

"Okay. If you want to ride in the hall, it's for one person, so it's about this size..."

I took out the Demon Stone and created a solo Lesser Bus. It's totally a child's toy when it gets smaller to my one size. Get in and try to move around the room fast enough for people to walk.

"Is that the horseman!? What, is that!? Wahahahahaha! Funny! That's Rosemaine. It does things we can't think of at all."

Seeing the Lesser Bus, Zilvester started laughing with his belly in his arms.

"It's interesting, so I'll hire it. Rosemayne should travel with it."

"Wait, wait. Zilvester!"

"What, Ferdinand? It would still be better than always being held up and moved by sidekicks and escorts, wouldn't it?

If you get the Lord's tattoo, you have nothing to be afraid of. I get the means to travel in the hall and exhale.

And when he had recommended his seat, and the tea was ready, his adoptive father saw me.

"So, what can I do for you?

"I believe Master Ferdinand has already spoken to you, but I will pick up the cook's hoogo and go home"

When I said so, the adoptive father frowned a long time and looked at the chief priest.

"... Ferdinand, I'm not listening"

"Huh? What the hell was Master Ferdinand talking about?

There was something more urgent than the cook.

As the clergyman slapped his temple, he said, "The deadline is over anyway. There will be nothing wrong with taking me home," he said, looking at me and Zilvester.

I have nothing wrong with it, but Zilvester doesn't seem to be.

"I don't like it. Because of this, the flavour of the dish has stabilized. Just give me a little longer."

"I don't like it. I can't do this any more. Italian restaurants will no longer be able to open"

When Me and Zilvester were staring at each other, the Chief Cleric said, "Bring the cook." You can easily tell me that you should let the person choose you, but there is no way a cook can disobey the Lord's orders.

Hugo, who was brought here, had a earthy face. Originally, cooks work under civilians and are never brought into noble rooms. Just as Fran hated me to teach Ella the recipe directly, so the civilian workings rarely leave the basement.

"It was daunting"

"I'm afraid so."

Words can be uttered to the kneeling Hugo. I don't see the look on Hoogo's face that's leaning down.

"Are you willing to remain a court cook? What if I told you I wanted to hire you at the castle like this?

"... it's..."

Instead of taking it as a pleasure, the moment Hugo showed hesitation, I received it as a rejection.

"Dear adoptive father, Hugo is only borrowing from the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, so it must be returned once and for all. On top of that, I think it's your adoptive father's freedom to invite you. Hopefully, I'd like some time to raise a successor, but please don't pull through on this occasion"

When I said so, without breaking his lord-like face, Zilvester gently clasped his shoulders.

"Hmm, too bad. Let's go to the dining room again."

"We look forward to hearing from you."

Having decided to take Hugo home in a carriage, I greet him with Hugo and exit from before his lord.

The minute I left the room, Hugo exhaled small.

"Dear Rosemaine, thank you for your help. I have someone I want to marry, so it was a little difficult to be a court cook like this."

At the star festival last year, he was running off with tau fruit, but he finally had a lover. That would make you want to go back to downtown as soon as possible. It's going to be a lot harder than long-distance romance because noble neighborhoods and lower towns basically don't have the means to communicate.

"So when we get married, will we move to the aristocratic city?

"... it's up to her, if possible"

After next year's star festival, it might be a good idea to be a court cook, Hugo muttered with a scowling face.