Ascendance of a Bookworm

Two mornings after sending the faces of the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce and the priests to Hasse, a carriage carrying me and the priests' sidelines and cooks set out towards the small temple of Hasse. There is a two-day deviation between Benno and his side service departure in order to have Benno deliver a letter addressed to the Mayor of Hasse.

For the announcement of Hasse's guilt and punishment and the disposition of the town mayors and rebels, it says the date and time to go to Hasse. You don't have to wait for a response. This letter is an order that I wrote down the date, but with the seal of the LORD.

I will go to Hasse with a horseman toward the bell of 5, but the letter will have already arrived. By now, I think Hasse's people are probably in a state of tension and anxiety that won't even go through their throats for lunch. I have to pass on the guilty plea and plead guilty to the mayor. I'm also honest and heavy.

Slowly sighed, and I laid down my pen. Put together the finished paper and give it to Fritz.

"Fritz, this is the body of the winter picture book. Give it to Vilma and ask her to draw an illustration."

"Yes, sir."

Fritz and Gill are asked to make a picture book of their fall and winter families by the summer star knot ritual. As for the fall family, it is almost complete, so it is almost in a state of just printing, but no illustrations have yet been made with regard to the winter family.

The remaining side services in my room, which sent the side servants out early in the morning, are Fritz, who manages the workshop, and Fran, who is supposed to ride the horseman and act together.

In addition to the two of them, there are now a few gray clerics in my room who usually work in the workshop. I have all the gray clerics who had experience serving the blue clergy, and they are gathering me to help, because I am sending my exclusive cook out to Hasse and inviting the clergyman, who has little or no side service, to lunch today.

"... Hey, Fran. Is the cook okay? I think it would be okay if I left it to Hugo..."

As far as lunch today, when Ella left for the prayer ceremony, I asked the guild chief and Frieda to borrow Hugo and another assistant. Looks like the successor to the Italian restaurant cook has grown up, and Hugo wanted to make a connection with me, and he accepted today's request in two replies.

"Even though I'm unfamiliar with the kitchen, I'm cooking fine because the kitchen in the orphan dean's office and so much stuff are arranged. The Chief Cleric will be satisfied."

"Brother Eckhardt and Justkus, too."

For lunch today, we are inviting the clergyman who sent the exclusive cook to Hasse. I didn't have to invite Brother Eckhardt and Justkus to lunch because I was going to finish lunch and take a break and then ride beast to Hasse for 5 bells. But the Ordnants, who said they were expecting so much, flew in and had to invite them.

"If you don't write faster than that, you'll have a clergyman."

"Right."

In a thank-you letter to Frieda, which I plan to leave with Hugo, I can write down the seasonal menu that Hugo and Ella used to make last year, and I'll go back to eat after the prayer ceremony.

If you seal it and give it to Fritz, he'll give it to Hugo when he pays for his business trip today.

"... Chief Cleric, perhaps?

Beyond the door the bell rings and informs the visitors. When Fritz opened the door, there was Zahm and the clergyman, behind them Brother Eckhardt and Justkus.

"Rosemaine, I'm sorry I left you with lunch"

"No, you listened to my endeavor to travel by horseback. Thank you, Sheriff."

"I'm sorry to have you ready for our minute."

Then Brother Eckhardt came in with a nice smile. Is it because I am narrow that I would like the Kenzi family to look a little sorry for eating guts just like your father?

After a long time of Hugo lunch, it is a discussion about Hasse, who is going to head over, drinking the tea Fran has made me.

I must explain the current situation of Hasse to Brother Eckhardt and Justkus, who do not know the details.

I will begin my conversation, making sure that everyone has in their hands the antibugging magic equipment offered to the Cleric Chief. It was the beginning of all that I said that I wanted an orphanage and workshop with a temple to expand the printing industry to the territory and make it easier for me to get in and out.

"I was ignorant."

At that time, right after the christening ceremony, I still knew little about the nobility. So I was going to ask the architectural workshop in Lower Town to build an orphanage or workshop. In fact, if it was just an orphanage and a workshop, I wouldn't have had a problem asking Lower Town.

But I have said that I want a temple. The temple is where the nobleman's blood-drawing blue cleric enters and exits, so at the point of this statement, it has been decided to build a white building.

"If I had known about the nobility, I would not have said that I wanted a small temple, nor would I have spoken of such a request in the seat I had invited to dinner"

"Zilvester wouldn't have jumped right out if he hadn't been happy with the delicious food and feeling bigger, either. I should have thought very carefully about Rosemayne not knowing the common sense of nobility."

The Chief Cleric exhaled lightly.

Normally, even the chief clergyman, who was supposed to stop Zilvester, thought that I had formed an adoptive father or chief clergyman in cooking, to distract myself and to pass the demands in my favor. It seems that the chief cleric was heartily pleased to be able to do much more aristocratic things, so the difference between consciousness and common sense is appalling.

"As a result, a small temple was built in Hasse within that day"

Unlike Brother Eckhardt, who keeps an eye on the circumstances behind the surprise, Justkus glistened his eyes with pleasure.

"Ho. Truth is always full of surprises. That's why it's funny to get information. So, what's the problem? Come on, tell me."

And we set up the little temple of Hasse so that people could live, and we were to pick up the orphans.

I tried to take the orphans away because at first I thought it would be less burdensome for Hasse to take care of them, and I was going to help the orphans who treated them pathetically.

"I could help a girl who was going to be sold and her brothers. But with my actions, the town of Hasse fell into distress."

The mayor of Hasse, who had already entered into a contract with a noble civilian, cannot just back off. Because I don't know what impossible challenges I have to meet my promise to a civilian, and I was going to get ready for a winter cage with the amount I could get, but I'm not going to get that amount.

"I did not know that the orphans of Hasse were treated like communal property until the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce pointed them out."

"Normally you wouldn't know how to treat an orphan. At Aerenfest, after the christening ceremony, the kids take care of themselves at work."

Brother Eckhardt mutters, "Really?" to Yustox's words. Justkus, who knows the treatment of civilian orphans in Aerenfest, is not an ordinary nobleman, no matter what he thinks.

"If you mean the temple, you thought you could handle it if you asked the former temple chief. The mayor, who did not know that the former temple chief had died, believed that there was a powerful rear shield and had launched an attack on the little temple to get the girls back."

"Wait! The little temple would be a white building made by Master Ferdinand!?

Brother Eckhardt peels off his eyes and roughs up his voice. I snorted.

White buildings inhabited by nobles can only be built by lords, or children of lords, and attacking them is seen as an attack on the lord clan. I didn't know either, but I'm sorry I didn't.

"The protection of the temple made Hasse a rebel town, although there was no harm in it."

"Crusade now!

The clergyman stops Brother Eckhardt, who suddenly took out the Starp, with one sigh.

"Eckhardt, calm down. Hasse is Rosemaine's material. I'm in trouble if they break it on their own."

The fact that it has become a rebel town has made Hasse a good town for any treatment in the chief clergy, and it has become my teaching material.

"Hasse is a teaching material to remember Rosemayne moves people, to get the end he wants, to know to bring criminals to justice, and to think about how his actions affect him"

"... is that a teaching material?

"Oh, yeah, Yustox. Because Rosemayne says she doesn't like to erase Hasse, she raised the challenge of creating and raising anti-mayors so they don't have to erase them, isolating the town mayor who is a traitor. Dispose of the mayor and his party this time."

Brother Eckhardt looked at me with an inexplicable frown at the words of the clergyman, who laughed furiously.

"Isn't it just vicious that civilians like to attack white buildings? You'd be right to remove it, wouldn't you? What the hell does Rosemaine hate?

As you can see from Brother Eckhardt's words, common sense is completely different between me and my nobility.

Um, and I'll twist my neck and state my common sense.

"In my knowledge common sense, the Lord is there to protect the people. I can't understand the idea of wiping out one town easily, many people. Wouldn't it be better to make them reflect and live than to extinguish their lives"

"Let him live? For what?

I seriously don't understand, like I said, Brother Eckhardt frowned.

"Is civilians a tax bearer for nobility? Then I thought you should pay your taxes. The punishment I proposed to my adoptive father for Hasse is a 10-year tax increase."

"... hum. It's completely different between civilians and nobles."

Brother Eckhardt, who knows I was the daughter of a soldier, strokes his jaw slowly, considering the difference in common sense to be the difference between nobility and civilians.

"Indeed, as Rosemayne put it, the lord is protecting the people. It fills you with magic and gives you a place to live. By paying taxes, we recognise ourselves as residents and allow them to reside, but only the submissive people should be protected. There's no need to keep them alive, like the Lord's grace or the unknown rebels."

Lords are giving magic, revitalizing the land, creating and preserving an environment for people to live in. Brother Eckhardt said it was only natural to be wiped out because he had committed treason while living in the territory and benefiting from the magic of his lord, the magic of his nobility.

"But the more we include the rural people around Hasse, the closer we are to two hundred of the townspeople of Hasse alone, even if we exclude them. If you crush Hasse, wouldn't tax revenues be reduced and both lords and nobles end up in trouble?

It's no use attacking with emotion, and there's no way the difference in common sense by class can pass. That's why I'll attack you in the direction of tax revenues.

But it didn't work at all.

"No trouble now"

"I'm not in much trouble."

"Huh?"

Immediately returned to the chief clergyman and Justkus, I blinked more. The clergyman opens his mouth uncomfortably as he carves a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"There is a lack of nobility, a lack of clergy, and an overall lack of magic. It is in a state of diminishing magic to the point where it is critical to keep those who are here today alive. The fact that you entered the temple and performed a prayer ceremony around the place gave you only a little room for magic, but there are still more civilians to consume against the nobles who supply magic. For one part of town, where it's diminished, it doesn't hurt or itch. Rather, it helps."

"Hey, wait a minute!

When I stood up unexpectedly to a word I had never thought of, the chief cleric glanced at me and said, "It is not suddenly rising. I don't know," he whispers.

"... because you say so, I'll be waiting, won't I? Isn't this how you wait so that there is an optimal solution for you to want to help as many townspeople as possible but the mayor without disposing of the rude and stupid mayor"

Though I thought things about the Cleric Chief were mean or livestock, apparently, I was given the maximum concession by the Cleric Chief.

But it seemed that the attitude could not be boiled down, and Brother Eckhardt looked at me dissatisfied.

"Rosemaine, it's better not to have some fool pointing a weapon at the Lords clan while you benefit. Why don't we just turn it off without having to do a hassle imitation"

"No, Eckhardt. I agree with the princess's proposal to squeeze it thin and long. It takes time to grow up around the age when taxes can be paid, so I have trouble getting too few civilians. Civilians will die as soon as a little disease is endemic."

I dropped my shoulder on the Justkus-like opinion of being a tax collector. After all, I am not familiar with the idea of nobility at all.

"Then it's time to head to Hasse. This time dispose of the mayors as traitors. Let me show you how many people Rosemaine's measures have moved. I hope there are more anti-mayors, as you hoped."

The chief cleric raises the edge of his lips.

I felt my heart tighten with a tingle.

Let the horseman out on the main entrance of the temple. It is Fran and Zahm who take my Lesser Bus. And Brigitte takes the passenger seat for an escort. The passenger seat had become Brigitte's designated seat.

"Princess, may I put this package on the Princess's horseback?

Yustox sends a big box to the gray cleric. It's a big box that's tightly locked. It's big enough for an adult man to manage to carry it alone, and it's just the right chair size for me.

It is a difficult size to carry with a horseman, so I immediately acknowledge.

"Yeah, I don't mind. Go ahead."

Fran and Thurm take the Lesser Bus the box that the Grey Cleric brought in. And as I tried to get into the Lesser Bus, Yustox laughed nicely.

"Give me a ride too, Master Rosemaine"

"Justkus!"

Immediately the chief cleric's thunder fell. In the same development as at the Harvest Festival, Justkus grinned furiously shortly after exhaling gently to see if he was incapable of learning.

"I'm the administrator of this box, so you can't leave. You know how important this is, don't you, Master Ferdinand?

I wondered if the clergyman, who had often stared at each other with a vicious face who seemed unable to help but want to yell at Yustokus with his chest up all the time, turned his gaze to me.

"Rosemaine, don't give a shit about Justkus. You're distracted, you're going to fall."

"Master Ferdinand's forgiveness has come out. Come on, let me ride, princess."

"Huh? Huh? Was that, forgive me?

I have no choice but to open the entrance to the Lesser Bus, comparing myself to the clergyman who turned his back on me in deception and just put out his horseback and Justkus urging, "Come on, come on".

"Fran, tell me how to fasten your seat belt"

"Yes, sir."

I set off with Shagu Yustokus on a Lesser Bus, but I said, "Princess, what is this? How do you use it?" and Yustokus, who overlaps questions with questions, is loud.

I was politely dealing with him at first, but I'm really afraid of what the chief cleric said about being "distracted and falling".

"Princess, let me ask you one last question. How did you make this horseman?

"Like, no matter what they say...... I made it because I thought it was something like this, so it's hard to explain."

"That's a shame. I wanted something similar..."

An empty drive to Hasse doesn't take that much time. We soon arrived in Hasse.

Just like during the harvest festival, when I try to get down to the square, Zach people leave the place and empty the place. Unlike during the harvest festival, everyone knelt at the same time as they vacated the place. Its sides, which are deeply drooling, were all sinking in this. The children seem to perceive the atmosphere, too, and there are no noisy children. He's clinging to his parents with an anxious face, or he's kneeling just like an adult.

I drew my lips together in a heavy atmosphere that I knew everyone would be aware of the current situation. Will it really end with the sole disposition of the mayor?

I'll look up at the Cleric Chief walking ahead, but I can't grasp the sincerity of the Cleric Chief.

"... I have deposited a letter from the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce and I look forward to seeing you"

Apparently, the letter I was giving Benno had arrived properly.

On the stage several people knelt, mainly in Richter, waiting. Probably the village chief in the surrounding countryside.

The mayor was convicted, and Richt, as his representative, would have put together the Winter Hall. Richt begins to greet him as his representative.

"Temple Chief, Cleric Chief. Welcome to Hasse. I offer my sincere gratitude to the goddess of water, Fruitraine, for his patrol."

Upon receiving a polite greeting addressed to the nobility, we nodded lightly. And when Richt, who knelt down, lifted up his face, he would be the height with which my eyes would meet.

"The temple chief, that, Hasse..."

"I'm sorry, Richt. As I wrote in your letter, the attack on the small temple is a treason against the Lords' clan. No matter how much I ask of my adoptive father, that won't change."

When I say so to Richt, I call upon the people gathered in the square. I used it during a fesh peel concert, with a magic device that amplifies your voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen of Hasse, the attack on the small temple is a treason against the Lords' clan. No matter how much I ask of my adoptive father, that will not change. Treason is a felony enough to punish even a nobleman. It's a raid at the behest of the mayor, and in the case of Hasse, where many townspeople took part, it's a sin enough to crush the whole town as a dangerous town hostile to the lord."

The square squares deliberately. "What did the mayor do?" "It's got nothing to do with us in the countryside." "It's just complete," I hear sad voices coming out of my sight.

"But here are some peasants who usually spend time in the countryside. Some would have been threatened or deceived by the mayor of the town. I ask you to reconsider that I will crush Hasse as a whole with joint responsibility, and I ask you to reconsider."

Ooh, and the sound of amazement rises, and everyone's complexion is repainted with joy.

I hastily added before my expectations swelled.

"Still, it's not without any punishment. Punishment for Hasse is a ban on sending clerics to this year's prayer ceremony and a 10-year tax hike. My life was saved, but the punishment imposed on Hasse is never light. Forgive me, who was powerless."

Now it was time for a voice of joy to gush. Good, I can see people stroking their breasts down or hugging each other and rejoicing.

"It's enough to escape joint responsibility."

"Thank you, Temple Chief"

As the square flourished, the chief cleric proceeded quietly to take up the magic apparatus that amplified my voice from my hand.

And with that magic apparatus in his hand, he makes a chilling voice.

"Let the rebels out. Dispose."

The square quieted in an instant. Quiet enough to hear a gory and breathtaking sound dominates the scene.

"I did," Richt closed his tight eyes once and nodded.