Ascendance of a Bookworm

It seemed that the only part of the area where the former temple mayor was turning was really close to Aerenfest among the direct jurisdictions, and there was a clear change in the attitude of the mayors of towns and villages across certain parts of the border.

"Is this what you don't realize in the Lord's position?

"... because of the strong influence of the behind-the-scenes shield, he held the position of Temple Chief for a long time, as well as designating his own convenient tax collector. He was more influential than a junior nobleman's civilian. If the tax had been properly paid, relations with the civilian population would not have been particularly pursued"

The chief cleric said, "Now his late father was also vulnerable to Zilvester's mother.... taking me away is the biggest cause," he added, with a bitter grin.

"It's only been a few years since Zilvester became Aub Aerenfest, too. There was not enough strength and great fame to queue his own uncle, who had reigned as temple chief for decades, and hence his own mother. Anyway, nobility is a hassle. There is also rebellion in doing the right thing. It often takes time to accumulate power, time to root. If you suddenly correct it, there is also a good chance that elsewhere will be distorted. Even if it's slightly unpleasant, leave it alone to see how things are going."

Inside, it's hard to dare overlook unpleasant things, nodding once and for all. Then the clergyman stared at me.

"You don't understand, do you?

"... if the book and my body are not involved, I will try to see how it goes"

I don't think I can do anything long to see how things are going at the time of getting involved. In my words, the chief clergyman turned into a particularly bitter face and exhaled.

The prayer ceremony itself is the same as last year, except to talk a little nailing to the mayor of the winter hall and the village mayor, so it is proceeding without particular problems. Although, of course, there are many differences compared to last year.

For example, last year, with my blessings, the harvest rose, so this year I went to any winter hall and became much more enthusiastically welcomed. I was a blue witch apprentice last year, but this year I will perform a prayer ceremony as temple chief, so I can see with my gaze and enthusiasm that expectations are being put forward for more than last year.

Besides, it is different that it is an affordable itinerary of going around the winter hall one by one in the morning and one in the afternoon, that the accommodation is not a nobleman's departure, but a winter hall. I stayed at the Winter Hall at the Harvest Festival, so I don't have any particular problems with the place to stay, and I'm not a drugged forcible army like last year, so I feel better.

However, I am tired with care because I will be taking meals with the leading people in town and village. He is the adoptive daughter of a lord and participates as head of a temple. I have to fix that a lot.

Arrive in the morning, have a prayer ceremony, have lunch talking to a leading man, and in the afternoon head to the next winter hall, a prayer ceremony. And every day you take dinner with a powerful man.

It's a looser schedule than last year, but it's no different to getting tired. Though it's better than the chief cleric, as long as he can just back down to his room on the grounds that he's still young after his meal.

At lunch, the Virgin smiles and waves, "I have heard so many interesting stories from you, too, that I would like to slow down as much as I can, but I would like to bless a little more land". Every day, it's a repetition of the same thing, so I'm getting used to the Virgin smile.

In the morning the sidemen ride in the carriage to the winter hall where they plan to stay, but I travel on the beast. Fran and Thurm are the side servants traveling together on the Lesser Bus. Because they are entrusted with the management of the Divine Artifact, and to serve lunch.

Lunch is cooked exclusively by our own cook, Ella in my case. One apparent reason is that we can't afford a winter hall with less food left over from winter. There are also reasons why a dedicated cook's meal doesn't need to be more poisonous.

The biggest reason was that the clergyman didn't give in "a good meal for his mouth". "Occasionally, if it's about, I also patiently eat common people's meals, but I don't like to go on every day".

I cannot disagree with that opinion either. Rice is better.

The prayer ceremony journey continued, exchanging or buying away the grains we were bringing from the temple with raw vegetables like mountain vegetables and a little hard lettuce that could be taken in the spring near the countryside.

"This is the closest village to the goddess' water bath."

That's what the clergyman said when he arrived at the Winter Hall in Fontedorf.

At the end of the prayer ceremony in the afternoon, as usual, leading villagers invite me to dinner. While eating dinner, I listened to the leading men, beginning with the village chief, about the goddess' water bath.

"Ho, are you headed to the goddess' water bath? The water over there can help with a little illness and scratches. There is still snow, so few people will be on their way to collect water, but in the summer people are looking for water, even from a little distance."

"Does it work on the water in the fountain? Is this the Fountain of Fruitraine, the goddess of water? Or maybe Lungshmer, the goddess of healing?

When I raised the name of the healing goddess, a powerful man told me a story that "no one has actually seen the goddess, but it is said to be the place where the Spring goddesses gather," which is passed on to the fountain in the face of a favorable man who teaches his grandchildren to listen.

"Me, I'm so excited about the night of Fruitraine"

"Huh? Do you have to have arrived at the fountain on the night of Fruitraine? Then you don't think you'll make it. Even though it's close, it's quite a distance from here..."

As he panicked, the chief of the village compared me to the chief cleric.

They say the fountain, called the goddess's water bath, is behind a forest that is a small, high mountain away from people. They'll need a few days to get to the fountain, even on horseback. You won't be able to make it no matter how hasty you are from now on, the village chief says.

But the chief cleric shook his head loosely.

"Don't guide me. We travel on horseback, so we don't need that many days"

"Ah...... oh well. Really? If you have a horseman running through the sky, you'll have no problem."

A few exhale in relief, just like the mayor of the village, who stroked his chest down as relieved. One of them frowned worryingly.

"The fountain tall crochet should be a lot more powerful. If the knight is with you, you may think it's no use worrying about us, but be very careful."

"Thanks for your concern, I know."

Tall crochet never comes out of the fountain, so it seems to be abandoned because there is no harm in the village. For that matter, he advised me that if I needed help with the fountain, I should be careful.

"It won't take long for us to get to the fountain, but we want to get rid of the Tall Crochet while it's bright. Try to make room for it."

By the word of the Chief Cleric, it was decided to camp in the woods. As they hunt for Talcrochet, they also exorcise demons around it.

"From now on, I had to start by exorcising the vermin to cultivate the fields, so it would be very helpful for you to exorcise the forest warcraft"

That said, the village chief laughed happily as he deepened the wrinkles in his eyes. By the time a small warcraft in a food-rich forest starts its field, it will come to the countryside. Little demons, not so much as calling the Knights, are exorcised by the villagers, but if they were to be done in parallel with farming, they would be quite a bone breaking job.

"I hope you think the exorcism of the Warcraft is like an information fee"

"Now give me one more piece of information"

One grandfather hit Pong in the hand.

"If you're heading to the goddess' water bath, you can take your sweet things."

"Is it sweet?

When I tilt my neck, my grandfather tells me how to use sweet things, saying, "If you are going from the sky with a horseman, it seems necessary".

"Apparently, the goddess who is in that fountain likes sweet things like honey, milk, nuts, and so on, and if you offer it to the statue of the goddess at the entrance to the forest, you can reach the fountain without getting lost"

"Really? Now, prepare the sweet stuff. Thank you for your useful information."

It's a world where magical divine favors become magic. If offerings make it easier on the road, you should be well prepared and well served.

"Leave the preparation of sweetness to Rosemaine. Be ready to leave tomorrow."

"Yes."

Leaving most of the sidelines at the Winter Hall in Fontedorf, they will head to the goddess' water bath with a few elites.

The knights can take care of themselves, so no side service. To my horseman, who could ride in numbers, he was to ride my side service with me so that he could take care of me.

The personnel to be taken are Fran, Monica, Nicola, Ella and Rosina. For in addition to those who take care of me around me, the chief cleric said, "If you take the cook, you will have a satisfactory meal".

Rosina could have stayed, but she said, "I can't stay alone," so I decided to take her. Nicolas and Monica will also be cooking assistants, so I'm going to get them to do the side job to the point where they won't hurt their fingers.

When I return to my room with Fran, who was serving, I speak to Nicolas and Monica, who are preparing to go to bed.

"Nicola, Monica. I want you to be ready to spend a few days in the woods. Tell that to Ella and Rosina."

"Water, food, change of clothes, medicine, etc. for the goddess' water bath, right?

When Monica accepted, Fran nodded lightly as well.

"Dear Rosemaine, leave it to us. The Chief Cleric has asked me what I need."

"Now, all your luggage will be loaded onto my horseman, so consider and prepare your food for the escort knight"

That is what I said, and I stopped my gaze at Nicola's, looking around at her side serving face.

"Then, Nicolas. Tell Ella to prepare something sweet like honey or jam."

"Sweet stuff, is it?

Nicolas eats the most for food-related stories. Ella and I are best friends because we do Ella's assistant as a delight.

"Yeah, it's for offering to the goddess. When you offer something sweet, you can reach the fountain without getting lost."

When I told the grandfather of the village what I had heard, Nicolas shone his face with pleasure.

"Dear Rosemaine, if you like sweets, let us try to offer you sweets as well as honey. If you've never eaten a treat, the goddess could be more delighted"

"Right. Then ask Ella from Nicola."

Nicola rocked the redhead sauce close to the orange very hard and said, "Yes!" And after a great reply, he asks, of course, how I am.

"... Dear Rosemaine, what shall we do with the excess?

"Shall I take it to the fountain and make it a snack for everyone"

"Yes!"

I had cookies baked because it was an easy knob treat. There was no oven and all Ella had was the tools to bake the frying pan she was bringing, so the flavor was cookies, but the treat, which looked like a bite-sized hot cake, was complete.

I have tasted one, but there is no problem with the taste.

Having finished our preparations in the morning, after lunch, we set aside in Fontedorf the sidelines of the clergyman and escort knights for a water bath for the goddess with a horseman.

Run over to the woods, following a narrow path between the fields.

They said it was a few days away on a horse, so it took a little while, but faster than 5 bells rang, we reached over a place where the small high mountains and woods were said to be home to the goddess' water bath.

Once down to the forest entrance, the clergyman jumps up the part of the brace covering the face of his helmet.

"Eckhardt, Darmuel, look for the fountain from above. Brigitte and Rosemaine are waiting here."

In search of a fountain known as the Goddess's water bath, the three of them run up again on a horseback.

We were told to wait at the entrance of the forest, and once we went out of the mounted beast, we stretched out our bodies. I'm more comfortable riding than a carriage, but I'm tired driving all the time.

Just like me, the servants are out there, still breathing cold air, stretching out their bodies. In the meantime, Monica pointed to the woods.

"Ah! Dear Rosemaine, isn't that a statue of a goddess to offer you?

Shortly after entering the woods from the path leading from Fontedorf, I saw a statue of a goddess tangled in dead plants, abandoned and dirty during the winter months. It must have been there for years. The facial and decorative details are like shredded and hard to understand. When I stared, I didn't immediately know which statue of a goddess it was.

"Dear Rosemaine, may I clean it?

"It's unsettling that the goddess is so dirty"

All my side servants raised in the temple lowered their eyebrows. For them, who are constantly cleansing the statue of God, the statue of the filthy goddess seemed to be something they could not overlook.

"I don't mind paying for dead grass and making it a little cleaner, but we don't have much time until the chiefs come back, so hurry up."

"Yes!"

Zach moves out simultaneously and Fran, Monica and Nicola quickly start cleaning the statue of the goddess. I paid for dead leaves and dead grass and just cleaned the place to put the offering with a dry cloth, but it looked very neat.

"Ella, get me something to offer."

When I give Nicola the honey, milk, dried fruits and cookies that Ella took out of the crate she held dear, Nicola brings them to me.

I dedicate a few rounds of white flower lenfur to announce the spring visit that was blooming nearby, in keeping with the offering that Nicola brought to me.

"May you reach the goddess' water bath safely"

It's a clingy habit to hit the bread and the cedar hand when making a wish. In the wake of the unspeakable gaze around me, I rush to pray righteously.

"Pray to God!

"Pray to God!

Following me, everyone prays.

After offering his bissi prayers, he decided to ride the horseman and wait for the priests to return, eating the dried fruit he had brought extra.

"You kept me waiting."

Three horsemen have descended ahead of the chief clergyman.

I rush to wipe my hands, and once I come down from the mounted beast, I greet them all.

"Welcome back, gentlemen. Did you find the goddess' bathhouse?

"No, I didn't see it from above. Unnaturally, there is no stream of water, no cut of trees. It seemed like he was blindfolded by magic, so he's probably out of reach from above."

He said that Yustokus, who visited in the summer, reached easily from the sky to the fountain, so maybe this time of year, when the magic is most full, is still special.

"... looks like we're going to have to go into the woods from here"

A clergyman frowned to guard against something, gazing at the entrance where the statue of the goddess was located.

I likewise turned my gaze to the statue of the goddess, and made sure that the offerings were lined up, and nodded one.

"The offering is already over, and the prayer is over, so maybe we can reach the fountain safely."

"You're optimistic.... Well, good. The lead goes on me, then Brigitte, Rosemaine, Dermuel and finally Eckhardt. Follow me."

The chief cleric moved the horseman and divided it into the woods. The feathers of the horseman, which are usually spread wide, are folded and run just a little floating off the ground.

Brigitte followed the chief cleric through the horseman, and I followed Brigitte's cloak in the Lesser Bus.

I didn't see it near the forest entrance, but a little bit of snow still leaves me. Due to the line of tall trees and the difficult sun, it's dim in the woods.

The chief clergyman and escort knight's horseman run in a slightly floated state, so my lesser bus runs through the woods in the same slightly floated state.

"Darmuel, Zanze is here!

"Ha!"

Darmuel drove the horseman to Brother Eckhardt's voice to hunt for the cat-like warcraft. He comes right back, but gets the attention of Brother Eckhardt like "Do the Demon Stone with a Strike" or "Aim Sweet".

"Darmuel, it's Eyfint. Go!"

"Ha!"

Now it was shaped like a squirrel, a warcraft about the size of a cat. I can see the smaller corners growing a little short on the two.

Pretty awesome warcraft, Darmuel chased him away, flying gently from branch to branch.

We wait until Darmuel comes back to collect the Demon Stone.

"Darmuel's still moving slow."

"Because of the lack of magic, isn't it completely stained with attitude to try to fight not to use it much?

Brother Eckhardt and the Cleric Chief are watching Darmuel move and discussing the way forward in education. Apparently, the period of time to beat and stretch Darmuel in the Knights is still going on.

The warcraft that appears before us is small and few, so the hunt will be over in no time.

As one Dermuel struggled to move on, there was a place that opened just a little bit to see if it was being used as a camp. Pass through without stopping and further aim for the fountain in the back.

I tried to go further back through some camps while defeating the Warcraft, but the road was uninterrupted. It was closed to snow to be exact and invisible.

"Which way do we go?

The clergyman jumps up the part of the brace covering the face of his helmet and looks around as he narrows his eyes. I also imitated the chief cleric and looked around.

There is a part of the tree that appears to be surrounded in the same way, but only one place where the light appears to be plugged in.

"Chief Cleric, isn't it over there? You can see the thin light."

"Where?

"Right here."

When I move the Lesser Bus, the trees move zazzily to make their way. Blinking my eyes at the movements of trees that I had not thought of, I saw the Chief Cleric.

"Oh, is it the effect of the offering?

"... may or may not be the only one"

As the chief clergyman groans so with a bitter face, he proceeds on his horseback to the open path. Following Brigitte, I too went on a newly made path.

Going down the road, which is not an exaggeration to say a steep curve, the road became brighter gradually and suddenly opened its sight.

The landscape in front of me changes from the woods, which were surrounded by trees and dimly impressed, to a wide place where the sun plunges in bright.

"... this is the goddess' water bath?

"Oh, my God, beautiful..."

Surprisingly, only there was complete spring.

There was a fountain with dazzling light pouring down with you and clear water gushing out so much that I didn't think I'd been running down a path buried in snow until then. Around the fountain, instead of snow, the white flower Renhul, which announces the coming of spring, blooms and you hear the birds chirping.

The water was blown by gentle winds, reflecting sparkling and gushing fresh water pouring out, creating a fresh flow further into the back.

A thin pink flower blooms in the center of a fountain that cannot be called blue or green. If you just looked at it at first glance, it just looks like a sleeping lotus flower.

"That's the lyrene they say the goddess loved flowers"

"Do you pick that nectar?

"That's right. But don't go any further now. There are signs of demons. Probably a tall crochet. There are too many non-combatants now. Once we get back to the camp."

To the word of the Chief Cleric, this time in the opposite order as when he came, he returns to the nearest camp. What a bleak and gloomy feeling to return to the snowy camp after seeing the beautiful spring sights.

"Rosemaine, step back a little"

As I stepped back with Brigitte close to the trees, I threw something so that the chief clergyman and brother Eckhardt could play with their pips and fingers in a wide open camp.

At the next moment, the snow around it disappears as I see it.

"The snow..."

Looking at the diminution in front of him, the chief clergyman came over to mount the beast.

"Rosemaine, keep this magic equipment among the horsemen. Without you, the horseman will remain."

"Okay."

As the Chief Cleric told me, when I put my magic equipment on the Lesser Bus so that it doesn't disappear without me, I go outside.

The air is very cold because of the snow around us or because the sun is hard to reach surrounded by tall trees.

"Rosemaine's squire is to prepare a meal. We head to the Tarcroche crusade. Rosemaine, get ready to collect and ride with Brigitte. After the crusade, I teach Lyrene how to collect honey"

The chief priest commands me to do meal support to my side of the service, and to give the others their respective roles as well.

When I ascertain whether there is any forgetfulness in the collection set which I owe the clergyman, I ask him to put me on the horseman of Brigitte.

"Okay, everybody. Please help me with my meal."

"Take care. We look forward to your return soon."