Ascendance of a Bookworm

I slept well.

When I wake up neatly, I crawl out of my father's cloak and stretch out greatly.

He then spread his cape wide over the sleeping table. The truth is, I have to leave it to the side, but I wanted to be my own hand.

I folded my cape carefully, stretching out as many wrinkles as possible with my palms.

"Okay, perfect"

I asked Fran to hold my cape and head to the dining room.

If nobles do not eat, they cannot eat side services or civilians, so the aristocratic class, including the escort knights, is supposed to eat at once in the small temple.

By the time I arrived in the cafeteria, everyone was already awake, eating.

"Good morning, gentlemen"

"Good morning, Master Rosemaine"

Unlike Justkus, who at first sight seemed to have just started eating Brigitte or getting beaten up and had no choice but to wake up, the chief cleric woke up the earliest, or was it time to finish his meal.

"Morning, Rosemaine. Looks like you slept well."

"Yes, it must have been because it was so warm"

While Monica and Gil were preparing their meals, I decided to ask Fran to call my father and return my cape.

I'd really like to hand it to you myself, but it's the lady who can't do that. Let Fran give it to me, and I will only express my gratitude.

"I will return this to you, Gunter. We stayed very warm."

When I spoke to my kneeling father, he looked up a little and looked at me. And narrow Amber's eyes like he's relieved.

"Looks like we could use some help, above all.... I hear that Master Rosemaine is going to go around the countryside for the prayer ceremony. Please love yourself."

"Thank you, Gunter. Tell your family I said hello."

"I'm afraid so."

The conversations that are exchanged are really short. Still, I'm happy with just a few conversations.

Brigitte narrowed her amethyst eyes wondering as her father dropped her off heading towards the circle of soldiers.

"Master Rosemayne is very close to that soldier."

Brigitte is the only nobleman on this occasion who does not know that I am the real son of my father. The Chief Cleric and Dermuel, as well as Brother Eckhardt, who was looking into Mine and who was his assistant, know my qualities.

I laughed nicely and explained as I was prepared to set.

"That soldier is deeply associated with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. I'm ordering hair decorations from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, but you have parents and children who are taking care of hair decorations, right? It's called Eifa and Touri."

"You've seen it several times in the orphan dean's office. The girl who used to come as an assistant when I was measuring, right? Rosemaine's favorite."

Brigitte seemed to remember Tulli walking in and out with hair decorations and taking measurements of his costume.

I nod, "Yes," and keep going.

"That soldier, Gunter, is Thuri's father, and also Colina's husband's boss, who left Brigitte's costume to him. Before the christening ceremony, when I was in and out of town in connection with the orphanage workshop, you used to accompany me instead of the escort knight."

"Was that the connection?"

I nodded as Brigitte was convinced.

That's how it was supposed to be connected. Above all, you understand.

"Rosemaine, I'm going to take the day off and head to the prayer ceremony tomorrow. We need to talk, so we'll head to your room in the afternoon."

When the clergyman, who had finished his meal earlier, announced his plans for the day, he went back to his chamber. I say, "I understand," and hurry and lay my hands on breakfast.

If I and the other nobles do not finish their meals, no one but nobles will be able to get breakfast. I have heard that the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce and soldiers will return to Aerenfest this morning. If I don't take turns for you soon, I'll be leaving late.

I ate as soon as I could, careful to look as elegant as possible.

And when I had finished my breakfast, I returned to my chambers so that I could not disturb everyone.

Sitting in a chair, closing his eyes a little, yesterday's events at Hasse come back to life in various ways, falling into a gloomy mood.

"Dear Rosemaine, Ladies and gentlemen, after your meals, you are ready to leave. Can I speak to you?

Hacked by Fran's voice, I shook my head gently and stood up.

I left the room and headed to the front entrance, where I could almost see a loaded carriage of luggage. Only one, there seems to be a carriage that hasn't finished loading yet, with soldiers and gray clerics helping load it.

"Are you ready?

Speaking to the face of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, which we were discussing in front of the carriage where we had finished loading our luggage, everyone turned this way at once.

Marc and Lutz follow suit as Benno steps forward and kneels.

"Dear Rosemayne, the clergyman told me that the Hasse case had been cleared up. We have heard that you looked very fine."

"There was cooperation from the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. Thanks for your help."

The Guilberta Chamber of Commerce used merchant connections to turn information among civilians. And we had time to discuss and think carefully during the winter months. So I think there is a large part of this result that was accepted by the people of Hasse.

Without the conclusion we reached ourselves, we were suddenly informed by the nobility that "we have decided to dispose of it", the rebellion would have been huge and it would have been difficult.

Neglected by aristocratic common sense, I don't think I could have successfully used a civilian. I guess we're going to learn more and more how to do nobility, but now we really don't know anything about it. Without Benno or Marc, I think there would have been more people to dispose of.

"It seems to have helped. Above all. We are also Rosemayne's trusted Chamber of Commerce, which makes it a lot easier to do business in Hasse. If you need anything from now on, please call me anytime."

The first half of Benno's words seem pretty sure to take it honestly, but in the second half, I can see he's been stabbed with a nail saying, "Do it right, newspaperman."

I wondered if I had anything to say, and I searched my memory, and I struck my hand with a pong.

"Oh, one thing, I remembered to tell you. Not right now, but we would like to visit Viscount Ilkner's Summer Hall to find new paper material. Don't hesitate to talk to me again then."

Benno had a distant eye for a moment, Marc lay down his eyes once, Lutz exhaled slowly and dropped his shoulder, even though I had only told him what I had remembered.

Benno smiles back at me with a tilted neck. My reddish brown eyes aren't laughing much. Instead, if this was the orphan director's office stash room, the lightning would be falling eyes.

"... Yes, I did. We look forward to seeing Master Rosemaine return after the prayer ceremony. I'd love to hear more about it. We would also like to thank Rosemaine for her increased engagement with the aristocrats and talk about the costumes that Corinna has undertaken."

Hehe, lovingly laughing, that's what Benno said. But I said, "Don't make an extra job when you're busy being summoned by nobles, this is the way it is!" I thought I heard a yell.

... I'm afraid the prayer ceremony is over!

The cry of his heart did not appear on the table, and on the surface he softly concluded his conversation with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce.

When we are all ready to leave and everyone gets in the carriage, I will receive from Fran the money that Benno was preparing and hand over the small silver coins to the soldiers.

"It will be hard to escort Aerenfest to Hasse, but thank you Yustox and the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce"

"Yes, sir."

"I'll take care of it"

The soldiers look at the small silver coins that are handed to them and slightly break their mouths. The role of escort seems to have already become a contest, so I guess you're satisfied that it paid off.

Only my father has given me a large silver coin, but now he seems to be enjoying "good luck" and alcohol, so he has very little left on hand. Thuri wrote that in a difficult letter to read.

There is one person who has not yet taken the carriage, even though he has given the soldiers their reward and said that everyone is ready to leave. It's Justox.

"I'm really not sorry. I would love to be with you in the future..."

Yustokus must return the box of registration cards to the castle as soon as possible, so it is a farewell here. I have to take a carriage back to the aristocratic city because the beast of Justkus cannot have a large box on it. The side of Justkus is with us.

Only one of the nobles, Justkus, who had arranged to return, looked alternately at me and the chief cleric with his unceremonious eyes, but the chief of clergy waved lightly in a shuddered voice to just get in the carriage.

"The prayer ceremony is a cleric's event. There's no use for a civilian more than the completion of Hasse's case. I came here until I took my job from the man in charge. Would have been satisfied enough?

"I was satisfied with Hasse. But... when I'm with the princess, I feel like I can see something interesting."

"It's my fault."

The chief clergyman glanced at Justkus and broke up the spa. "Wouldn't it be possible to leave at any time because of them," he hurries, ordering Justkus to take the carriage.

When Justkus gets in the carriage as if he had no choice, he finally leaves. The carriage moves slowly out of the beginning. Along with that, the soldiers at the escort also began to walk beside the carriage.

His father, who serves as his escort, looks at the leading carriage moving out. I spoke to my father.

"Gunter, on the road, be careful"

"Beware of your physical condition, Master Rosemaine."

By the time Hugh and Dad laughed, the last carriage began to move. Dad walks out to fit the carriage. Last night, the cloak I wrapped up and fell asleep swayed. Dropping off the cloak as it grew smaller, I returned again to the small temple.

At once the number of people decreased and the inside of the temple became quiet.

After lunch and taking a rest, the clergyman and brother Eckhardt came to the room to talk.

"I wish I had Fran for my side service. lower the others."

"Okay, everybody, back off, except Fran"

A side service other than Fran leaves the room in my words. All that's left are Fran and two escort knights.

When Fran makes tea to everyone, he refrains from closing the door tightly.

Just as it is in the temple chief's office, there is a rectangular table, with me and the chief cleric sitting opposite each other, next to the chief cleric, brother Eckhardt, with Dermuel and Brigitte standing between me, left and right.

"First, I'd like to talk about the material we're going to collect in the middle of the prayer ceremony."

The sheriff's cut out so tightened the escort knight's face. Realizing the sudden stiffness of the atmosphere, I stretch my spine together, too.

"Gathering escort knights to talk means there will be warcraft again?

"Where there is abundance of magic, it is easy to gather demons, so there will probably be. Information from Justkus tells us there is a tall crochet"

When I hear the name, I have no idea what the hell kind of demon it is.

But all the knights seemed to find out soon enough. Brigitte looked disgusted for a moment, so I thought maybe it was the type of demon that the girl didn't like.

... I don't like the insect system.

"I just don't think it's a good idea to be too optimistic about Fruitlène's night either, given what happened at Szeglia's. I don't know if it's mighty or numerous, but there will be something."

"Then why not increase the number of knights? At least increase my guardian, Brother Cornelius, or something."

I'm supposed to make drugs as secretly as possible, but if you're like Brother Cornelius, I think you can help me.

But the chief cleric shook his head and dismissed it.

"I can't do that. Cornelius is an underage apprentice. I'm not supposed to be allowed to go outside the city."

"Really? At the tasting party at an Italian restaurant, I remember you even being at Hasse..."

Was it my mistake to remember flying someone on a horseman? As I leaned my neck, the chief cleric and brother Eckhardt turned bitter.

"... Rosemaine, that's an exception. I didn't plan to leave the city."

Indeed, I had no plans to have a small temple built in Hasse at a tasting party at an Italian restaurant.

"It means there won't be any more people, but are you sure it's okay?

"With Master Ferdinand, most demons are fine. Don't be dramatic, Rosemaine."

Brother Eckhardt seems to have full confidence in the Cleric Chief. And I can see if you're happy to have a sheriff's escort knight, or if he's floating somewhere.

Sure, with the clergyman, most things would work out. When it came to safety management, I threw a round at the chief cleric and I decided to get some information about the material. Take out the calligraphy board and set up the iron pen.

"Chief Cleric, what is the spring material like?

"Oh, it's the nectar of Lyrene, said to be the goddess's beloved flower"

The more they say Spring Goddess water baths, the more they head to a magical fountain in spring. It is said that the nectar of Lyrene, which blooms in the fountain, is the material to be collected this time.

"Flowers close during the night, slowly storing honey. Flowers bloom with the dawn, but gather them with the dawn so that they do not touch other magic. For this reason, it takes the form of leaving before dawn, preparing the situation and waiting for dawn"

I will write down the word of the chief cleric on the calligraphy board.

"Has the Chief Cleric ever been to that fountain?

"No, I used to collect around the House of Lords, but since I graduated and went back to Aerenfest, I couldn't afford that. I know about ferocious and dangerous demons that must be crusaded in the Knights, but I am not so familiar with demons and materials that have no great harm"

With regard to the material in Aerenfest, Justkus' information is reliable, the chief cleric said. Yustox is an unmistakable freak, but the amount of information is huge, the footwork is light, and he goes to collect the material himself, so he can trust the information about the material in Aerenfest quite a bit.

"I have the tools I need to collect, so I'll lend them to you again"

"Thank you"

Upon finishing the exchange of information about Lyrene's honey and the talcrochet encountered by Justkus, the clergyman ordered the escort knight and Fran to leave the room as well.

"We're going to talk about Rosemaine and Hasse. Everybody, take your seats off."

"Ha!"

When Fran put the tea back in and then left the room, Dermuel and Brigitte also left the room following it. Brother Eckhardt said he stayed as an escort knight, but the clergyman wouldn't allow it.

"Rosemaine"

"Yes."

Drinking the tea that Fran put me back in, and putting it on the table with Cotto, the clergyman looked quietly at me with thin golden eyes.

Face it alone, that's a signal to start a novel or sermon. I lay my hands on my knees to correct my posture.

"Do you want me to tell you what I learned about this Hasse"

To the clergyman's cut out, I closed my eyes lightly once. Reminds me of yesterday's scene, gripping my hand.

I looked straight at the Chief Cleric and opened my mouth so as not to be as emotional as possible.

"… First of all, we deplored the need to acquire aristocratic common sense as soon as possible"

It was the beginning of all that I was ignorant about the nobility, about the white building, about the differences in the mindset and common sense between civilians and nobles. I must remember the common sense of the nobility as soon as possible so that the same may not happen.

"Right. If you, like other aristocratic children, grow without coming out of parental asylum, you should gradually acquire common sense as you grow. However, you are already active in the adult world in order to run a workshop and expand the printing industry in your territory."

I need to study as soon as possible because I am acting unlikely to be a child of another nobleman. I am no longer a civilian. I have guidelines for working as a nobleman, not a merchant.

"Nobility does not move where it has shaken the common sense of a civilian merchant. Hasse still added more orphanages and just built a workshop. We acted abruptly without rooting, but because the civilians in the Lord's direct jurisdiction were opponents, it ended without being important."

"... although I think it was quite important"

I frowned unintentionally at the word of the chief priest. If that's not important, what the hell does it matter?

To my objection, the Chief Cleric raises his eyebrows gently.

"That's because you wanted to leave Hasse, who has become a traitor, wanting to save him. Normally, turn it all off and end it, so there are few problems left later"

"Huh? Definitely not much."

"That's a difference in consciousness. Don't crush Hasse for me, it's so much more cumbersome and laborious to leave"

People's lives weigh differently. The separation between civilians and nobles is too great.

I shook my head slowly.

"I know my common sense is unfamiliar with this world, but it's not that easy to take people's lives."

"... because in your case you have a family of civilians. It may be difficult to stain the consciousness of the nobility, but swallow it as much as you can."

If it's explained or taught, I'm going to try to swallow it. However, even if I intend to understand it, the common sense of the Reino era is the basis for thinking about it in a mundane manner and its criteria. It's hard to overwrite completely.

"If it's about lifestyle, you can manage to remember it by imitating the appearance, but the thought circuit isn't quite the same. I don't know how deviant I am in this world because what lies at the heart of all my thinking is off, and it's not easy to rub it together"

"But in the future, as the adoptive daughter of a lord, if you intend to expand the printing industry within your territory, your opponent will be a nobleman. If you don't know the common sense of nobility, unlike Hasse when things go wrong, it can be tough to clean up. The Lord's power alone can't help it."

Even if there was a problem with the civilians, it was so hard. If trouble happens between you and the nobles, I'm not sorry about this extent. We need to proceed with caution and care.

"You have to be careful not to fail, to euphemism not to take the word for it, and you have to get things going. You mean you have to improve my acuteness first?

The clergyman nodded, slightly raising the edge of his lips so that he could elicit the answer he had hoped for.

"Most of all, I want more books, I don't understand how you feel about only looking at books, but if you look at how much you want them. But maybe no one needs a book more than you. In order to expand the printing industry, we have to change the place where we push things forward rapidly."

"... Yes"

I mean, until you're asked for it from something else, maybe you should not spread it. Perhaps we should focus on sales and improvement while fully operating the workshop we have now and making books.

"Now let's go slowly to expand the printing industry so that there is no backlash, and invest in improving paper and literacy rates"

After focusing on educating the aristocratic child, I would also like to increase the literacy rate of the civilian population. Thus, when he stated the plan that if he did not create a customer, the chief cleric spread his hand gently before me and stopped the plan.

"Wait. What are you talking about, you?

"I thought about getting some depth, not spreading it?

When I say that, the chief cleric says, "How did that happen when the first half was going well?" and I held my head. That's crazy.

"Uh, if the first half was going well, shall we return to Hasse's reflection, not the printing industry? This time I thought I could not neglect the difference in consciousness and common sense between civilians and nobles. In particular, people in positions like town and village chiefs will have to be taught how to think of nobility"

"For what, huh?

The chief cleric says he doesn't know what it means to teach civilians how to think of nobility, but he needs to know because he is a civilian in a position to deal with nobility.

"Even clerics and aristocratic opponents thought that if they even offered money, women and alcohol, the demands would pass, so Hasse did that. I think there are definitely other greats in the direct jurisdiction that that temple chief was close to. I think we should talk about it again."

When I said so, the chief clergyman made an obviously unpleasant face.

"How can I explain such a thing?

"Because I'm a child, I'm not invited to talk about nights full of adults."

I don't know how far my child can tell me that I haven't had a chance to talk to him. If the chief cleric could tell me, I'm sure it would engrave in my heart and make me understand it at once.

But the clergyman doesn't seem willing to explain.

"If the person you're dealing with changes, it's natural to change the response, right? Why do we have to give this one a troublesome explanation for the incompetence?

"... don't you just talk a little when you go around at prayer ceremonies and harvest festivals? Reluctant to explain, it's so much harder and more troublesome to get into trouble and crush or execute the town and go around. When you think about efficiency, it's easier to explain."

The clergyman tapped the table with a ton of fingertips and said, "I see. You have a point, too," he said, and looked at me.

"If you really want to explain, do it. If we only talk about where we stay at night, we end up making a difference between where we're listening and where we're not. Before the prayer ceremony, you should speak as the head of the temple. [M] Don't try to get me into trouble."

"...... ha"

And the next day.

In the winter hall I visited in the morning and in the afternoon for the prayer ceremony, I briefed the mayors of the towns and villages who welcomed me, in the face of what had happened in the town of Hasse. "I don't think the same thing will happen here, but I'm anxious not to know how far the influence of the former temple chief penetrates," he worried with an act like a Virgin.

There was a mayor whose eyes were swimming a little, so I think it was somewhat of a danger aversion.