Ascendance of a Bookworm

When the night dawned, the little temple began to move noisily. We need to seal off the temple this morning.

The kitchen is very busy as it is fully rotated to prepare breakfast and lunch and has to be finished until cleaned up. Breakfast is served with bread and soup and eaten individually.

Me and Brigitte finished breakfast early, served by Monica and Gill.

The clerics load the carriages with futons, utensils and other means of life and clean the rooms themselves. Soldiers are also asked to clean up the futons and rooms they used, and the people at the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce are moving around to clean up and prepare for business.

If I were in there, I'd be out of the way. And when I had finished my breakfast, I drew early into the room. We'll have to wait until we're ready to leave.

"Lutz, thank you for the workshop. At Ingo's workshop, it's about time we finished the ingredients for our winter handiwork, right?

"Yes. Then I'd like to ask Ingo to improve the printing press, would you mind?

"Yes, of course."

Rutz laughed nicely when he heard his heart say that he had done more and more. Improvements to the printing press don't help me very much even when I'm around because I get them to revolve around the opinions of the people who use them. I'm just saying to say more and more that I thought it would be a little inconvenient or maybe I should do this. The printing industry does not develop even if we are satisfied with the current situation.

"Gil, I'll take care of your absence. I want you to take care of the workshop and the Nora people you're going with so they can get used to the orphanage."

"Okay."

Nora and the others seem pretty familiar because they seem to be clearly taught how to spend time in the temple by gray clerics and witches. But living in an orphanage full of strangers, unlike before, in a large crowd should be under different stress again.

"... Gunter"

I can't call my father by name and throw him away unless I'm so used to it and I'm a little in the mood.

"I need an escort for the priests. Send everyone safely to the Temple. Thanks to you for listening to my request, I can safely send out the priests."

"I'll take care of it"

I will distribute to the soldiers the money that Benno has put aside for his business trip. "Please send my regards to the temple," he gave to the soldiers who kneel and receive. The soldier's eyes are shining, so he'll do his job properly.

Thus, a line set out for Aerenfest. After dropping it off, Benno and Marc also move out.

Benno and Marc are acting differently. In the morning, while doing business in Hasse, he said, "It seems that the inhabitants of Hasse have launched an attack on the small temple made by the lord, but isn't this going to be treason? I don't know who's in charge of directing it, but what the hell number of people are going to take responsibility..." He spreads rumors and just goes back to Aerenfest.

"Benno, Marc, take care"

"Thank you for your concern"

As Benno and Marc depart in the direction of the town of Hasse, they will then take my side service and my exclusivity in a carriage to depart towards the mayor's hall.

"Monica, Nicola. Join Brother Eckhardt and Justkus for their side service and head to the next winter hall. I'll wait for my brothers here."

After sending everyone out, me and Brigitte waited for us in the small temple room until we were picked up. I have a cookie that Ella is preparing for me, a sandwich for lunch and a water bottle with freshly squeezed fruit juice, so I spend some time relaxing.

"What is Brigitte's home like? Me, I'm not very familiar with geography yet, so will you talk to me?

When I listen to people who actually live there, I think it's easy to get into my head when studying geography. Brigitte laughed troubled when I wanted to chat, as I was free.

"Viscount Irkner territory is southwest of Aerenfest. It's big, but it's small in the countryside, and you don't have enough specialties to highlight it. We specialize in wood, but the surroundings are the same."

"... If you have plenty of wood, would you be better suited to making paper?

The type of tree could be different from this neighborhood, and if you want specialties, you can't just make paper. Without a lot of paper, the printing industry wouldn't be expanding anyway.

I want to discuss carefully what kind of trees there are and if there are any demon trees that can make good quality paper like rare trees and trombes.

"For a while, the printing industry will have to give priority to spreading it in the direct jurisdiction of the Lords, but once you meet Viscount Irkner, you want to talk about paper production, too"

When I said so, Brigitte laughed with more gleaming amethyst eyes than she had ever seen before.

"Yeah, I'd love to. We look forward to hearing from Rosemaine."

Talking about that, the demon stone that teaches visitors glowed. When Brigitte opened the door, there was a pressed-faced brother Eckhardt, Justkus, Darmuel and Fran.

"That's a lot of scary faces. Can I help you?

"I was surprised that there was no one to serve the small temple, no sign of people at all. Where the hell did you go yesterday when that thing was loose?

"Winter will seal off the small temple, so we sent them off to an orphanage in Aerenfest. Though my service should have been directed to the mayor's hall?

Well, Brother Eckhardt made a powerless voice.

In a gallant space where no one is, what is it!? And he was surprised, and he ran all the way to this room.

"Fran would have known, wouldn't he?... Fran, you look a lot pale, but you're not feeling well either?

As you can see at a glance, Fran is pale. When I frowned on my pungent face, I smiled, "Nothing".

"What's wrong with that complexion? The departure should have been good for lunch. Come rest in the men's building until the 4 bells."

"No, you can't leave the Lord and rest in the absence of any other side service, etc. Forgive me."

Brother Eckhardt nods, yeah, to Fran's claim that he's out of kipper. Will they all grow up like this when the chief cleric educates them?

... you serious, stubborn working human!

"I will never forgive you"

He didn't seem to think it would be rejected, and he looked at me as though Fran looked to surprise and couldn't believe what was around him.

"It's rumored to be me being merciful, so I'll let you choose who you like, whether you're ordered to sleep in the bench in this room or in the men's wing with no eyes"

"Rosemaine, that's too..."

"Brother Eckhardt, who cannot manage my health, seems to be silent. If Fran falls, I'll be the one in trouble."

Kicking and silencing Brother Eckhardt, who tries to flatter me.

"Come on, Fran. Which one do you prefer?

Shall I put my knee pillow on you, too? Threatening, Fran dropped back to the men's building with a giving up face.

"Rosemaine, maybe you don't quite understand yet..."

"What you don't understand is Brother Eckhardt. Honestly, even if I fall, I can fill the hole with Brother Fran and Eckhardt."

Anyone in the nobility can do it if they only give blessings. If you just don't have cleric clothes, and you're standing on stage in a blue or white sloppy costume, it should look like it in the distance.

"But there's no substitute for Fran. Even with regard to the task of flanking, Monica and Nicola cannot replace Fran. Only Fran, educated by the clergyman, can help me with the ritual, manage my health, manage my medicines, and act on my side without offending my noble brother Eckhardt or Justkus."

"But the side service..."

Brother Eckhardt just opened his mouth and Justkus came in between.

"That's it for sibling fights. Eckhardt, keep losing this time. The princess's words are not wrong. From the point of view of the princess, it's not even correct..."

"It is disqualifying to be a noble woman," Justkus scolded me, "to think of the circumstances surrounding you and to accommodate you a little more. You're harder than Master Ferdinand. What are you gonna do?," says Brother Eckhardt.

He's a slightly different person, but that's the elderly. Both I and Brother Eckhardt had to apologize for "sorry".

From the time I drove Fran into the men's building to the four bells, I had received reports of the harvest festival from Brother Eckhardt and Yustokus.

As the bell begins to ring, Fran returns as if waiting in front of the door. Her complexion was considerably better, so she stroked her breasts down in a ho.

After lunch with fruit juice and sandwiches, close the temple and leave.

Let Mayonnaise shine her eyes, and Justkus, who asks for information, says, "Information is expensive. My adoptive father also pays for the recipe," he says.

"I'll pay you when I get back," she cried so she couldn't give up. "Regarding the information, please pay me in cash," she smiled back. The information collector is going to be a superior customer.

Among the Lesser buses, Fran also reported on Hasse. "As you ordered, I took it out of my heart and gall. Richt looked earthy," he said. Later we'll just have to see how Hasse gets out.

We arrived at the Winter Hall, where the next countryside would gather. The harvest festival begins just like Hasse. It's the same to get on stage and perform rituals, the same to cheer for blessings.

And there was going to be a competition called Volfe that was missed yesterday in Hasse.

While the mayor is explaining the rules of the Volfe, the table before us begins to be lined with dishes. It would be to take the form of nobility eating first and lowering it. The table is ready to surround the square, but there's no food out there yet.

After Fran's poison sight, I eat different kinds of dishes, little by little. It seems to be made from freshly taken fresh vegetables, which taste rustic but delicious.

"Okay, here we go!

At the same time as the voice of such a mayor, an animal that had been brought to the centre of the square is thrown at the ground level.

"What!?

The moment it hit the ground, the animal circled around like a dangoose or armadillo.

The players flock after small bouncing animals. The animal was used as a ball, and when kicked, it rolled off with a gollon gollon.

That appearance caught my face all the time.

"Hey, hey, let the creature be like that..."

"Oh, didn't the princess know? Volfe is a warcraft. You won't die as much as a civilian kicked you because you have a hard A"

I wonder if the game itself about dying, not dying, but kicking the creature in the ass, didn't make any sense about it. I think this is what it is here, and I just have to keep my mouth shut.

The competition to kick ass after the Volfe was like football. More or less in the middle of the court, a bit of a rattling line is drawn, divided into their respective formations.

A quarter of the line was drawn again by the side of the formation, and a ring was placed in its frame. They put a Volfe in that ring and the dot goes in.

It's like football because I just kick the Volfe until I'm within the frame of the goal, but when I'm inside the frame, I hold it by hand and place it on the wheel, or tap it, so it feels like rugby or handball.

If I hold it with my hand, the shock will go away, so Volfe will show his face, but if he does, it looks like he'll be out. You have to give them the Volfe.

After entering the frame, he is headed for the goal as he bounces to the ground or shocks by passing.

"Huh!... Yikes, that sounds painful"

Is it natural to hit or thrust, in my eyes this competition only appears to be unruly. Pull the opponent, take up the Volfe, and kick it up if you push it.

"I guess even if the injured continue, they won't have that many problems because they're already done farming. Besides, this is an important competition to determine the relationship up and down in the Winter Hall. Isn't it natural for anyone or him to have a fever?"

Hierarchy during the winter cage is determined by this competition, so they get fever. The players are representatives of the countryside, and they say it's an annual game played with honor.

"I know you get a fever, but you're scared"

"But to this extent, it's less dangerous than Ditter."

That's what Brother Eckhardt said as he looked at the Volfe. A word came out that I had never heard of again. What kind of competition is Ditter?

"... what is a ditter?

"Well played competition in the House of Lords. The knight apprenticeship takes place to practice fighting on horseback, but for the battlefield to be empty, it is highly dangerous. Master Ferdinand was good at ditters and a very skilled soldier."

When Brother Eckhardt began to talk about the chief clergy during the House of Lords, as he seemed to be good at it, a great deal of cheer arose at the international time. Apparently, the victory or loss has been decided.

Once the winner of the Volfe is determined, the meat of the prize is given to the victorious village.

By the end of the incandescent volfe, one dish after another began to emerge on a platform arranged on the edge of the square. As the kids cheer, they carry them, and the adults start pouring booze.

By then the area will start to darken and temperatures will drop all at once.

As soon as I shuddered slightly as I pretended to be in the wind on a crisp autumn night, Fran took out a warmer coat. Monica was bringing it to me, apparently. Serving our side, seriously competent.

Not about the size of a campfire in the center of the square where I had been playing Volfe until earlier, but the fire was set ablaze and the warmth and lights could be removed. The feast begins in the light of the fire.

Let's toast to the mayor's words, let's have a year's labor and prepare for a tough winter, a fuss over drinking and eating.

In the meantime, we will discuss taxes and food to be served with the mayors, who have already finished their meals. It looks like the first abundance in years this year, and the mayors look bright. Though I can't say anything because I don't know last year.

They say sending what they actually collected to Aerenfest will be tomorrow morning's work.

When the sun sets and it gets completely dark, the festival never ends.

At the same time as my stomach fills, I leave only simple things like alcohol and knobs to be cleaned up more and more.

When the meal cleanup began, people came together with instruments and the music began to sound.

The bride and groom, the star of the day, come out to start and dance. More and more men and women put their hands together there. Some small children have just finished their baptism ceremony, while others are seemingly shy of being chilled.

Everyone around him also slaps his hand, whistles, squeals his legs and thrives. Cheers and loud singing sounds and an appreciation for the harvest is cried out.

It's a festival swallowed by a lot of smiles, momentum and enthusiasm.

When the 7 bells ring, the harvest festival ends.

The children pulled up to sleep, the women cleaned up quickly, and the men were rushing to secure booze so they could re-drink in the room.

And we are invited to speak slowly to the leaders, including the mayor.

"Master Rosemayne is already on holiday."

In keeping with what Brother Eckhardt said and instructed me to leave the spot, I am taken by Fran and Brigitte to retreat into the prepared room.

And I heard about the harvest festival I saw from serving Monica and Nicola as she bathed in the water and prepared for bed. They both had a lot of surprises and fun because it was their first harvest festival.

The next day Yustox worked as a tax collector early in the morning. When I checked to see if what we discussed during the festival was delivered, I spread a large, magical line of painted cloth over the stage yesterday. Put the demon stone in the four corners, and when you say something, you leave the crop you collected on it. At the next moment, the crop disappeared wrapped in light.

"Is this sending you to Aerenfest?

"Yeah, that's right. This is Lord Rosemayne's share."

Mark me so that I may also know the crops I receive for donations to the temple, and send them with me. It was a real blessing, so they're wrapping it up more than they did last year.

In the case of other blue clerics and witches, they say that the noblemen of their parents will come to fetch the things thus sent. In my case, it's a castle, so the castle cook seems to process it as a winter support.

Upon completion of the levy, it departs for the next winter hall. After dropping off the carriages of the sidekicks, we will relax until lunch, chasing them on the beast.

... Oh, harvest festival, that's fun.

It wasn't until day three that I thought so.

Every day, every day, in the vortex of festive zeal, I get so tired. The people around me are festivals once a year, but I have been in a vortex of zeal for ten days now.

I miss quiet, mediocre days with nothing. I want to go home to the temple now and cage in the library.

When I was tired of the festival and came to rest, I arrived in Dolvan. It is a small town with a winter hall located in the southernmost part of my harvest festival. In the outskirts of the countryside around Dorvan there is the autumn material, Lüell, to be used for the material of my medicine, the Jurevé.

The night of Szczeria is the most magical full moon night of autumn. The chief cleric said that the ruel collected that night would be of the highest quality of material that could be collected at Aerenfest.

Two days till the full moon. Even at the end of the harvest festival, he stated to the mayor that he would stay until the night of Szczeria and left it a little back as a cost of stay from what was donated.

Rest was just right because everyone was pretty tired, not just me, because of the festivities that were full of enthusiasm. I take the medicine to recover from fatigue, and sleep well and recover.

And then they finally showed us how Dolvan's winter hall was doing. I wonder if I can do a business temple class, and walk around the winter hall. I spread the picture book that Fran made me read during the baptism ceremony and made me read it again. More kids seem to listen to me more intriguing than just the kids at the baptism.

Winter is less entertaining, so if it works, rural literacy rates are likely to increase as well.

"Tonight is the night of Szczeria"

That's what Justkus, who was taking lunch with him, said.

They say the light of the full moon will shine and Luel will have fruit. For that reason, the collection seems to be in the middle of the night.

"Take a good nap, princess. It's late at night for Rüell to be here."

Brother Eckhardt, Justkus and Dermuel are going after lunch to find Rüell's tree. I can come back marked and state my plans when the moon rises and waits and leaves.

"Okay."

Take a nap as you were told and wake up in the evening.

At the dinner table, Brother Eckhardt reported that he had found Ruel.

"I've marked it, so I can leave at night. Are you feeling all right, Rosemaine?

"Yes, I'm fine"

Ordnants flew in by the time the meal was over or not. The chief cleric doesn't have a plan, and he can't come. Brother Eckhardt exhales with regret.

"Ruell has been found, so I'm going to pick him up as planned tonight. We will also collect Ferdinand's share."