Ascendance of a Bookworm

I have an insomniable night thinking about it and my head is blurry. If the task of "creating dissidents and isolating the mayor of the town" put out by the clergyman is not accomplished, more townspeople will be disposed of with the mayor of the town and joint responsibility, since he was threatened, it has become more and more painful for the clergyman to smile.

Today is the day I can finally go to the orphanage to see how things are going.

I had a futon and a box filled with food and a few printed copies of paper loaded onto the Lesser Bus, and took Fran and Gill and Nicolas and Brigitte on board, and set off for Hasse.

The Cleric Chief and Dermuel are still looking at the Lesser Bus with unspeakable faces, but they don't complain anymore.

"Welcome, Master Rosemaine"

A gray cleric and a gray witch greeted me on their knees. The four newcomers are also kneeling in imitation of their appearance and reciting their greetings.

I asked the side servants to carry out my luggage, and I cleaned up the Lesser Bus.

Looking around, Nora and Marte have a much better complexion when they just brought me here, which was a face of exhaustion. Thor and Rick look fine, too.

"There was a raid by the townspeople, but it seemed to be okay. Nora and Marte look a lot better."

Nora looked up and said, "Can I talk to you?" Seek permission in an unfamiliar tone that seems difficult to say. When I nodded, Nora loosened her expression like a ho.

"Those people, they couldn't do anything. I can't even get in there, and I just get blown away by swinging sticks and farm tools...... I'm surprised, but I'm so relieved. Thank you, Master Rosemaine. I'm glad I'm here."

It seems to have been taught in the last few days that my calling is "Master Rosemaine". I narrowed my eyes as the suddenly mixed salutations in the same language as the children of Lower Town were amusing.

Tor, who was listening to Nora, also raised his face and opened his mouth.

"I'm also so glad to know that, uh, my sister will never be taken. Besides, I always get to eat the rice right. You're the one who did this to the orphanage, all the other guys said. You're small, but you're amazing, Master Rosemayne."

Thor's wording, which he said quickly in an excited manner, remains the same, but his blue eyes are not as attentive as they were before, and respect and favor can be seen.

The gray clerics, kneeling side by side together, are being taught their names in just a few days by the four of them, who hold their heads like they said "ahhh" in their language, but who were alert and round. I think I'm trying very hard to communicate.

"Rick, I think the temple is different from everything we've been through, but no problem? I think there's more freedom at the mayor's..."

"Safety is more important than freedom. I'm just glad Marte has a smile back. Thank you, Master Rosemaine."

Rick looks at Marte, soothes his eyes, and laughs as little as Marte does.

After all, I want to take care of this smile. It shouldn't have been a mistake to take these kids away. I want to find a way to turn out good for both the inhabitants and the orphans.

But I have no idea what to do to isolate the mayor and chase him down, and honestly, I don't want to.

... My stomach hurts.

The next day we went to see how Hasse was doing, we had a meeting with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce.

With Hugo and the others back, the Italian restaurant will open, with meetings such as its days, menus, and my greetings. Finally, he plans to put Benno on his behalf and sign a contract to sell a method of salt analysis to a wax workshop.

"Dear Rosemaine, your face is not a good color. Do you want to cancel today's meeting?

Fran, who carried breakfast, peered into my face worried. They look so pale that they think it's better to cancel the meeting.

I sifted and shook my head.

"I'm going to the meeting. I want to see Rutz."

"... ok. Now, for the time to come, bring the book, so make sure you take a break."

"Thank you, Fran"

Fran spoiled me, so until the meeting time, I spent some time reading books and gobbling around. When I'm reading a book, I feel very at ease because I can't help but think about something unpleasant or empty in my head.

And three bells rang.

"Danger!"

At the same time Brigitte's voice sounded, he was grabbed on the shoulder and pulled back. When I blink in surprise, I have a thick pillar in front of me. He stopped me from bumping into him.

"Ah......, thank you, Brigitte"

"I was surprised because I suddenly fluttered off to the pillars. I know today's meeting should be postponed."

They look so bad that the escort knight can't help but speak to the plan. But I want to see Lutz because he's in terrible shape.

Fran knelt before me who bit my lip.

"Dear Rosemaine, may I hold you up? It doesn't seem to change your mind, so at least let me carry you."

"Please"

Lifted by Fran from the way, I follow to the Dean's Office. The lack of sleep seems to be getting to a pretty bad situation. Fran's just holding me up and carrying me, and I'm about to go to bed.

Close your eyes and you will see the smile of a priest with venom, and your stomach will ache and you will not be able to fall into a deep sleep.

By the time I arrived in the Dean's Office, the faces of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce had already arrived.

Lutz, Benno and Marc were waiting on their knees, so they exchanged greetings and spoke up to go upstairs. The moment the three of them looked up, they all frowned.

"I'll show you to your room today."

Fran says so and leads him to the front of the stash room before he talks about business relations. It's unusual for Fran to usually say, "It's after I finish an important story".

"I'm sorry for my lack of strength," he murmured after a painfully distorted face as he gently pressed his back and looked up at Fran urging him.

No, go inside. No, Lutz put his hand on both my cheeks and peered into my face. "I won't forgive you until you talk about it all," he says, his green eyes narrowing.

"What happened? You look terrible."

"Lutz......"

Whatever you say, the feeling of security that you think you'll take, the back of your eyes is getting hot, and the bumps and the tears are pouring in. Crying softly, I cling to Lutz.

"The Chief Cleric gave me a new assignment, and that's the hard part. I don't want to, but I have to, and I just feel sick thinking about it, and I don't like it."

And I received a letter from the time I had taken the orphan, and told him the story of the priest until he was charged with the task, crying, and when I thought of plunging a man, and causing him to go to death, I was afraid, and I was made to smile poisonously by the priest, and I could not sleep.

Speaking of what the clergyman told me, like being a priority to the people over the orphans or isolating and driving down the mayor of Hasse, the reaction in the room was divided into two parts.

Lutz said, "You can't do this, you can't!," Benno and Marc circle their eyes, "It's a lot sweeter response," he said.

"What is a sweet response!? It's not sweet at all! I'm dying!

When I barked, Benno glanced lightly over his shoulder after sighing "calmly".

"If the chief cleric is attached as a teacher, I think it's a gentle response, but sweet is against Hasse. That mayor deserved to be killed at the time of the first order violation, and it wouldn't be strange if all the residents of Hasse had been burned down at the time of the attack on the small temple built by the lord?

"... Huh?

I turned my eyes round to words that I had not thought about. Regardless, the mayor doesn't know what it means that it's not weird that all the residents of Hasse are burned down.

"The little temple is a white building made by the lord for the lord's daughter. Making an attack there is tantamount to attacking a clan of lords. You don't have to figure out how anyone who attacks a clan of lords is treated, do you?

I swallow gokuli and spit.

Count Bindebalt, who was noble in other realms, was imprisoned as his greatest sin for attacking me, the adoptive daughter of his lord. Exploring memories, it seemed that the aftermath had come to a meltdown, but the primary determinant was the attack on the Lords' clan.

Even though nobility is executed, there is no way that civilians will not be subject to it.

The townspeople of Hasse maliciously attacked the Little Temple in an attempt to get the Nolas back. Civilians are committing so many felonies that nobles can be captured.

It was the building that was attacked, it was intact enough that one door wasn't scratched, and one way or another the damage was on the townspeople's side, so I didn't think of anything in particular. But if the attack on the small temple is to be seen as an attack on the Lords' clan, it is not strange when, as Benno put it, the townspeople of Hasse are wiped out.

"Hasse is over at a time when he was publicly known to have attacked the small temple. It can't be done without any punishment. You and the Cleric Chief are the only ones who know it's been raided, because it hasn't been reported up there, so Hasse just still exists."

I am relieved that the clergyman left it to be my teaching material, and decided for a moment that it was the status quo, so that it is just as it is, and that if there were no clergyman's task in mind, it would not be strange if it had already been erased.

"Chief Cleric said it was good material, didn't he? I think you're right, too. Originally, it is not strange to have coal extinguished in an instant. It doesn't matter how you fail. Do it right. Even merchants do enough to create and incite dissidents. If you're a lord's daughter, you'll have to learn sometime, won't you?

Benno says he doesn't need guilt or anything, but I can't think of that much. Seeing me in silence, Marc narrowed his eyes a little so that he remembered something, with a bitter grin.

"I think my husband is right, too. My husband, who lost his predecessors as soon as he grew up to teach me, that's what came of all sorts of failures in hand exploration. If you can experience it when you have a teacher attached, shouldn't you?"

I wonder if the two of you are right, you will also need such a plot more than living as the daughter of a lord. I'm just afraid I'll run it.

"Even if they told me to do it so easily, I just thought of it as a ploy to fall in people, and I felt sick and... I can't"

Shaking his head as he clung to Rutz, Rutz slapped him on the head.

"Then you just have to change your mind"

"Lutz?"

"I think I'm gonna fall for the mayor, so I'm gonna feel bad. Why don't you think about saving Hasse, who wouldn't be surprised to get rid of the charcoal at the time you leaked it to the chief cleric and your lord?

Lutz laughed teasingly at me looking up round his eyes.

"You don't fall into Hasse people, you save them. The head of Aerenfest's temple is the Virgin who can use real blessings."

Scales fell out of my eyes. If we think that instead of falling into the mayor's shoes, we help the inhabitants of Hasse, who are not strange whenever they are executed, we change our minds altogether. I was in a positive mood to think about doing something about it.

"The clergyman told you to isolate the mayor, raise the opposition, stabilize the town, didn't he? If you can accomplish the chief priest's task, Hasse will end up at the expense of one mayor. Let's figure out what we can do to make one or fewer victims."

"Yeah!"

As soon as I started talking about how I wanted to work on that improvement because I might have some bad feelings for the townspeople for taking the orphan out to the small temple, Benno stripped me and Lutz apart.

"Wait a minute. If Hasse's case hasn't expired, we'll keep it that way for a while. Think after the Italian restaurant opens."

"... will Mr. Benno cooperate too?

"At the request of the Lord's adoptive daughter, you won't be able to refuse. If you say no, it's not weird to be killed."

That being said, Benno laughs niggly as a tease.

"Instead of working with you, put your thoughts behind you. Italian restaurant greetings first. I can't get it out in public with that face. First, get fit."

"Master Rosemaine is not very clever, so if you do two things at the same time, they can both end up failing. Firstly, do your utmost to an Italian restaurant"

That's what Marc said, laughing at Nicole.

There are people who tell me they think about the challenges together, and there are people who worry about my health. When I exhaled a ho of relief, I felt like something that was heavily pressed was being exhaled.

"When I was relieved, I was getting sleepy"

"Sleeping is after the meeting, Idiot"

When I got out of the stash talking about letting the contract go where Fran was also, I loosened my mouth so that Fran was a little relieved.

Finish the contract for the wax workshop as planned. Lutz knows how to salt parse, so I decided to go teach him.

"Later, we'll talk about opening an Italian restaurant…"

They decide to invite the big shop owners to an Italian restaurant after a meeting where they can gather all the big store owners in a commercial guild because they will gather the big store husbands. Most of the invitations seem to be coming back in attendance.

"What do you do with the menu?

"It's from the season, if there's anything good..."

Benno is lovingly laughing, but I mean, think to me.

"Isn't it good to feel a little out of hand, not like you put it out on your lord opponent?

"Why is that?

"Because people get used to it. It would be even more surprising if you could spare a second visit so that it would taste a little better, wouldn't it?

I think of the menu, thinking of the seasonal vegetables.

The appetizers are dressed with thin slices of turnip-like vegetables and marinated in alcohol and salt for a while, sprinkled with merile oil and herbs, sprinkled with marinated and tomato seaweed and steamed chicken millefeuille with a spin.

The soup is minestrone, which looks like regular vegetable soup. If I took a bite, I would be surprised at the taste of consomme. I don't think I need to make a double consomme because they are people who only drink soup that tastes like salt.

The first of the main dishes is a spaghetti in white sauce with plenty of seasonal mushrooms. White sauce was also popular with the nobles, starting with the lords, so I'm sure they'll eat it deliciously.

The second of the main dishes is tonkatsu. Tonkatsu is easier to make because pork is easier to get seasonally than veal. Chicken cutlets when you want to lower your budget more. The breasts are also soaked in salt and alcohol and left to taste underneath, which is soft and delicious to eat. Deep-fried dishes are luxurious dishes with plenty of expensive oil. By the way, tonkatsu is your father's favorite dish.

What about a seasonal fruit cattle curl and a Birne pie without apple pie, the dessert is a new Ilse.

As I raise the menu, I see Benno and Marc writing one after the other on the calligraphy board.

When the menu is ready, it's a meeting about the behavior of the day.

"We invite Master Rosemaine to come and say hello to us for the first time, so is there a problem? Time will ring 4 bells and then turn the carriage toward the temple"

You'd say you'd be in trouble if you got there too soon. I wrote on the calligraphy board, "After four bells, slowly".

"You can just say hello and go back to the temple, right?

"Yes, I hope you love me"

The three of them left, distancing themselves from telling them to properly manage their physical condition by the day because of their pale complexion.

I haven't slept well that night for the first time in a few days, as I was able to change my mind and my mood surfaced, although I haven't changed what I needed to do.

From the day you wake up refreshed and refreshed, to the day you open your Italian restaurant, you will have a relatively neat time, with restoring your health as your top priority.

Create the body of a new picture book, get ready for the harvest festival, and say, "I want paint, my painting says. I'll draw one for free," he wrote to his mother.

... they made me promise not to print Vilma's picture, but they didn't tell me not to let Vilma paint it. I didn't break my promise. Hmm.

On the opening day of the Italian restaurant, we had an early lunch. When I go to an Italian restaurant on an empty stomach, Guru, my stomach rings and I'm very embarrassed.

At the end of lunch, Monica is asked to dress up like a senior aristocratic lady and insert a sumptuous one, like at the time of the ritual.

After the bell of 4 rang, Fran, dressed in clothes heading to Lower Town, came to tell him of the arrival of the carriage.

"Okay, I'll go"

"We look forward to your return soon"

When we arrived at the Italian restaurant, we saw less than twenty large shop owners kneeling in the hall that had just knocked at the door. With them on their knees, their eyes were just the right height.

Even though the sloppy owners have heard rumors, they have mixed suspicions in their surprises as to whether I am truly surprised that I am young, or whether I suspect that I am a temple chief because my outfit is just a senior nobleman and I have not put together the temple chief's clothes.

"Blessed be the fruitful day of Szeria, the goddess of the wind, for the encounter guided by the gods"

The guild chief, who was kneeling at the head, droops his head on his knees and greets the nobility. I gently enchanted the ring and returned the blessing.

"Bless Szeria, the goddess of wind, for a new encounter"

The magic overflowing from the ring emits a yellow light and becomes a greeting blessing.

I guess it's just the owners of the big stores who have received blessings in the noble halls that only nobles can handle. My doubtful eyes changed at once. The expression is visible and tight, and the body is empowered.

"From Aub Aerenfest, my name is Rosemayne."

From the edge of building a workshop to save the orphanage, I would appeal to you that you have also invested in the Italian restaurant that Benno makes, and that from now on you plan to expand your printing business within your territory due to the life of your lord.

"We are also working with Benno and Gustav to expand the printing industry. Thanks for that verse, although today's connection will make it possible for everyone else to cooperate."

Nicole laughed, and I could see that the giraffed eyes burning in the merchant soul were pointed this way. Benno and the guild chief, then a strong gaze is pointed at him, like thinking about where to start, which also deserves the guild chief's son and Frieda.

With some nostalgia for the pressing atmosphere between merchants, I explain the seemingly declining system of Italian restaurants.

"We are referral based and only invite selected customers. Because I, the temple chief and daughter of the lord, enter and leave, only trustworthy customers can enter and leave."

I insist that the system, which is completely reserved and seemingly annoying and refuses, is all for me, and I promise to adhere strictly. All the shopkeepers, who were well aware of the fears of the nobility, nodded and showed their sincerity.

"The fact that this menu is an aristocratic dish is guaranteed by me who decided on the menu and gave it the recipe. Please, enjoy."

At the same time as my words, the servant pushes the wagon that carries the dish, and comes in. Today's appetizer is something I just ate, too.

Looking lightly at the shopkeepers staring at the plates to be served, I was feeling some response.

"With me, I'm going to be unable to understand the flavor of cooking, so I'll leave you here for free. Please continue."

Once you have finished greeting, you will be immediately withdrawn. Benno and Marc dropped me off and took a carriage with Fran back to the temple.

"It was a big success. I was surprised everyone was good, and I wanted a handout with the temple chief, rubbing off on my husband."

The next day, Lutz, who came to the report, said so and laughed nicely. It's an Italian restaurant that opened over a year of preparation. I hope it goes well as it is.

"The guests were delighted..."

I laugh at Benno's seemingly complicated face. Me and Lutz all looked at Benno to see if there was a problem.

"Is something wrong?

"Hoogo wants to be a court cook. Whatever, the lord's asking you out? I've decided on a successor and I've asked you to think in that direction when you're done with your education"

"Sure, I was invited straight away. But after the star festival... Ah!

Because there was a woman I wanted to marry, I felt Hugo's scorching face, which I said I wanted to think about after the star festival, collapse raggedly.

You were fumbled, it's hard to say, and looking for words, Benno laughs bitterly like he guessed it.

"... Well, that would be the case. When the other cooks grow up, I'll be a court cook. No more women. He said I'd be the best cook."

Hoogo, I hear you've been fumbled. Long-distance relationships are difficult, so you can't help it.