Ascendance of a Bookworm

I left the clergyman's and lord's office, smiling and encouraging the clergyman and adoptive father to look at the clergyman.

Then we head straight back to the temple. Because if I had relaxed in the castle, a civilian would likely have relied on me, and I seemed softly restless in a situation where the clergyman of a working man would do nothing.

... Oh, already! My main obedience is too similar!

I remembered Fran's story that he was brought to the aristocratic city in a star knot ritual and was restless when he told me to "rest," and that in the end all his sidekicks were gathered to talk about their work.

"If you want to work so badly, work in the temple, not in the castle, and then, nurture backward. If the blue priest is desperate, you may train the gray priest."

If the clergyman, who could afford the work, would leave it to me in his spare time to earnestly nurture backward movement, my expectations must be dispersed and my challenges to me reduced slightly. It's not that sweet, I heard it somewhere in my head, but I decided not to ask.

At the same time, I remembered what Vilma had told me by raising backwards. Our side is overburdened with work. Do I also have to nurture backward strides and lighten the burden of my side service?

"Chief Cleric, I, the orphan dean, the workshop dean, the temple dean and for so many titles, I was told there might be less side service, but what do you think?

"... it's up to you to decide if the errand is going smoothly. If it's not enough, you can increase it, and if you don't have any particular problems, you don't need to increase it. You're making money yourself, and besides the cost you can give the Temple Chief, I have alimony that I keep from my adoptive father, so I can increase it if I want to. Consult in francs."

The money problem is solved, so it really seems that I can do anything with one thought.

When I returned to the temple, I asked Fran quickly.

"... and the chief cleric told me, what do you think of Fran when it comes to increasing his side service?

When Vilma told him and informed him of the results of his consultation with the Chief Cleric, Fran narrowed his eyes just a little.

"We are in favour of increasing the number of workshop managers. Now that Gil is in charge, if Gil will be absent every time we increase the number of workshops like Hasse, we will need someone who can manage this workshop."

If it means more workshops, the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce will move and there will be Gil, who is most connected to the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce and is used to going outside. Then all the wrinkles while Gil was gone go to Fran. Because the workshop is on the basement of the men's building, so the final management will really ask Fran, the man.

"One gray cleric, I'll side serve. Ask Gil and Rutz to pick one of the gray clerics who work in the workshop. Because it doesn't make sense unless you're someone who can do well with those two.... What should we do with the orphanage?

"I think that's good for the workshop, but we don't need more orphanage administrators. Master Rosemayne placed an administrator because he was concerned about keeping Burma out of sight for the young, but originally there was no administrator in the orphanage. Because the orphan director was the administrator."

Since there are no more grey witches to raise their children, they take the form that I have merely sidestepped to see the children. When I was no longer the orphan director, Fran said that if there were several administrators in the orphanage, the next orphan director would be in trouble.

"So, what's in the temple chief's office?

When asked questions about what seemed most necessary, Fran had a very complicated grin.

"I can already work...... if I can pull through the side service of the clergyman, I'd love to, but I don't need any more side service that I have to nurture. Honestly, it's full of everyday work and Monica and Nicola's education."

And since Monica is a very hard worker, it's good to grow up properly, Fran said. If it's going to be a burden on Fran, let's not increase it.

"I would rather you consider more cooks than more side service in the Temple Chief's office. Ella can't do it alone, and Monica and Nicola are cooking when Master Rosemaine isn't at the temple, so there's not much going on between them"

What's urgent and necessary is more like a cook. But watching Nicola head to the kitchen looking fun, I feel Nicola has a better cook's assistant than a side service.

"Um, Nicolas likes to cook, he likes to, he seems to be a fun assistant, so I could move him to the cook and think about putting in another side of the serving,"

"We will leave the extraction of the area to Lady Rosemaine"

I finished the conversation as the cook tried to talk to Benno about whether he could not raise a newcomer to an Italian restaurant here as before.

"Dear Rosemayne, I have this one from Lutz"

In today's report, which takes place before bedtime, Gil has given me a letter.

I usually get Lutz in the workshop to ask me to do something like, "It would help if you called Mr. Benno next time it's convenient," and vice versa, through Lutz, they often ask me for this convenience. I leaned my neck because I rarely received such letters.

Spread the casserole and the letter, and I will look through. In a formal request from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, Ingo wanted to talk to me about improving the printing press.

I, the head of the temple, can't talk while wandering in the workshop, so I roar at the consultation about whether I can talk in the hidden room.

Those who know my vegetables are better off as little as possible. I'm a little hesitant to talk about putting a little unfamiliar ingot in a hidden room.

"Gil, please tell Rutz I want to talk to him about this once before I write him back."

"Yes, sir."

The next day, Gil called me Lutz, and I spoke in a hidden room.

First of all, we're talking about putting one gray cleric at the side for the management of the workshop.

"We're going to keep adding more printing workshops, so Gil's not going to be here, is he? So I want you two to talk to each other and recommend a gray cleric that I think you two can handle. If you don't get along well with the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, you're in trouble, and if you're not close to Gil, you're in trouble."

"Fritz or Baltz."

"Nort or Fritz, I'll take care of it."

Lutz and Gill, who had thought a little of it into my words, each mentioned a person they thought of. What is common to both is frizz, so I decide to side serve frizz.

"Well, when you're ready to welcome rooms, household items, etc., I'll sidestep Fritz.... to get to the point, why did Ingo say he wanted to talk to me? Didn't we talk about improving with the gray clerics?

"Ingo came to the workshop and we were talking about improving..."

Now the printing press in the workshop is made in the simplest form.

I'm having the edition set up in metal typeface to make something like a box that holds the formwork in place, so I can ink the edition, set the paper, and then put the box under the compressor and press it. It's a modified compressor once, but it's almost a compressor in shape and nothing.

The place to put ink and paper prepares the table next to it, and it's supposed to be quite simple and user-friendly to think of as a printing press, even though you should be able to set it on a compression board by pressing or pulling the version or the table where the paper is set.

This time, I heard an improvement from the gray clerics who tried to use the printing press, and they talked about putting their hands on it a little bit, but Rutz also talked about the finished shape that I said somehow, like this, once.

"... I thought if you were the parent of a woodworking workshop, there might be a part of you that understands."

Hmm, Ingo, who was listening to Lutz as he hammered, said with a scared face when he finished the conversation, "There will be someone who knows more about it".

"Improve it, so if anyone knows a better finished object, let them give their opinion. They yelled at me for making a futile trial and error..."

That's what Lutz said and sighed.

I don't think trial and error is in vain because something better than a printing press I know might be produced, but if you want to refer to it as a craftsman, there is no objection.

"Once I became the temple chief, I said I couldn't go out anymore, and I couldn't talk easily, because I was an unusual lady walking a little down town, and even people in the lower town would be able to talk directly to me," he said. Now, you're supposed to be talking about a printing press, and I couldn't say anything back. "

It seems a lot sticky that if Rutz were to talk to me about the printing press, he would actually be able to talk to the ingo he would make.

Ingo knows me for walking casually down town and going to order with Benno and Lutz. Even the aristocrats seem to be perceived as the lady who can normally talk to the artisans of the lower town. It is unusual for a person in a lower town who should know the dangers of nobility to eat down to that point.

"I think it's normal craftsmen not to go into aristocracy as deeply as possible..."

"That's true, but I'm desperate for the ingo too, because if I don't finish what I ordered from you, I'm going to get ahead of it."

According to Lutz, Ingo is younger and parent, parent of an independent woodworking workshop. That said, he's 33 a little older than Benno. Given that many people are roughly over 40 years of age, if they are in their 30s, they fall into the younger category.

Because of this, they're still on the lower end of the woodworking association's parent side, and big jobs aren't going to come around very well. As the temple chief who is granted a real blessing, he says that if he is recognized by the association as my exclusive, which is rumored to be a lower town, the treatment will also change completely.

"... that? Isn't Ingo my exclusive treatment?

I thought my exclusivity was ingo because I ordered my winter handiwork and my printing press, and I put it in my Gutenberg buddies on my own.

"That's the subtlety. As temple chief, when you placed a massive order for Hasse's temple, you gave top priority to the speed of completion, didn't you? I didn't prioritize my exclusive ingo. If it was meant to be exclusive, you would have told Ingo first, and then Ingo would have split the job by waving the extraction."

Since I am the chief of the temple, the chief of the temple, the request concerning the small temple of Hasse is made in my name. In fact, the guild chiefs and Benno asked for it, but the client is me, and the two are treated as deputies.

For this reason, I was supposed to give work to Ingo, to whom I am exclusive, and to divide it among us, but its form broke down. When it came to asking the craftsmen of the lower town, I had thrown round to Benno and the guild chief, and they both made the speed to completion a top priority, so no one's exclusivity passed through, in the form of a request made to the woodworking association.

Simply put, I even wasted time discussing from where to where whose exclusive... so I threw a round of work assignments at the Woodworking Association. Thanks to this, although Hasse's small temple was raised within the deadline, Ingo's position is subtle, he said.

"I've been asked by the temple chief before, but I'm not satisfied, I'm not treated exclusively."

That's an artisanal life-threatening assessment. No wonder you want to win exclusivity even at some risk.

Restoring ingo honor is the end after what I have to do, because I was not seeing around because of my busyness and efficiency.

"... ok. Let's talk here. I would have liked to have spoken directly if I could."

I also wanted to hear from Ingo about how much improvement would be made and how it would change. If Ingo is prepared to engage with aristocrats, I don't mind talking.

He replied to the letter requesting the interview, and the day he promised, Benno and Lutz came to the orphan dean's office with Ingo.

Because he meets the nobles, and the ingo seems to have been washed all over his body, and he looks a lot different than the sweaty, useless bearded craftsman he has in my memory.

When I saw it in the workshop, I wrapped a cloth like a towel around my head, like a bandana, so I didn't know, but my hair is loess and my eyes are bright blue. She was not dressed in thin dirty work clothes, but in sunny clothes, so she was as if she were someone else than her parents I saw in the workshop.

Benno sends a long greeting to the nobility and I return to it too. Ingo, who is an artisan and never interacts directly with the nobility, is just kneeling in silence.

"Shall we come over then?"

"I'm afraid so."

Entering the concealed room, as he closed the door, Benno gently slammed his ingo shoulder.

"Ingo, you can talk here. It's supposed to overwhelm me. Be careful of your attitude and tantrums, though I won't say anything loud today."

"Right. That's good. Though I came with my husband, I couldn't tell you anything."

Ingo exhaled slowly. And look at me with serious blue eyes. Relative tension, anxiety and fear intersect with the nobility, and still, it is such a strong eye that we are determined that we cannot escape.

"Lady, no, you're the temple chief. I want to hear one thing. It's important. Am I exclusive to the temple chief?

"I think I'm exclusive.... As far as Hasse is concerned, I have made a direct request to the Woodworking Association because of the issue of deadlines, which seems to have made Ingo feel a lot harder, but I do appreciate Ingo doing a job that meets my expectations"

"... right"

Phew exhaled a soothing breath, losing strength from the shoulder of the ingo. Seemed pretty considerate.

In front of me, who thinks you have done something wrong, Ingo turned his shoulder once round, this time facing me with a face that does not allow artisanal compromise.

"Then I want you to tell me everything the Temple Chief knows about improving the printing press. I want to make something a little better."

If you want to make it, you want to make something better. If you know something better, talk washingly, and blue eyes speak eloquently.

The printing press, which modified the grape pressing machine made by Gutenberg, was also gradually improved and turned into a metal object. The printing press in the workshop today is entirely wooden and it is likely that even the printing press built by Gutenberg has not been followed by features.

How far could you possibly improve that?

I recall the printing press at the Plantan Moretus Museum that I saw in the video. Oldest printing workshop. Hopefully, I want to improve to that level, but I don't know enough to draw detailed blueprints.

"Now we put the paper in the formwork box, directly under the compressor, right? But if possible, it would be so much easier to put on a table like this so that you can push it in and out. What I know is that when I turned the steering wheel on the side like this, I could get in and out..."

Even if I try to draw a simple diagram on paper or complain with gestures and gestures, the ingo just roars with a difficult face. I find it hard to imagine something I don't know. Well, if you're going to make it, it's even worse.

"Besides, it's based on a compressor now, so it's screwed, but it's easier to print using the" Principle of Eternity "."

I just don't know how this principle is used and how it's designed.

"Teconogenli? What, is that?

I wrote on the calligraphy board, explaining the fulcrum, the point of force, the point of action and the principle of the epithet, but the ingo merely leaned his neck inexplicably.

Significant improvements still seem difficult.

"Um, I might be able to make a table and get in and out, because the wood is heavy. If you let it slide, you'll need metal."

"Yes, I think the use of metal for some improves stability and speed. Shall I speak to my dedicated blacksmith?

If you want to use metal to gain strength and stability, you should also speak to Johann and Zach. Besides, Zach, who designed many kinds of rollers to make raw paper, might shape my description to the best of his ability.

"In the meantime, I found that there was a much more amazing improved version in the head of the Temple Chief. And that's too hard to get through to other guys. … I would also like to talk to the blacksmith so that it takes shape as far as I can. You must be the craftsman who's been asked by the temple chief?

"Yes. They're two freshmen, but they're getting a lot of requests. As Gutenberg, I am proud of my artisans for expanding my printing industry."

When I talked about Johann and Zach, Ingo glanced intriguingly.