Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Fran, I'll leave everyone's education to you while I'm in the castle. Help Fran as much as you can, too, Zahm."

"Yes, sir."

I am to live in the castle between today and the Spring mitzvah. Because while the Lords and their wives go to the center for the Lords' Conference, they have to supply their magic for basic sorcery.

"Rosemaine, let's go."

"Yes."

Put Ella, Hugo, and Rosina on the horseman. Brigitte has a fixed passenger seat. Protected behind by the mounted beast of Darmuel, I follow behind the chief cleric.

The moment I flew up, Hugo shouted pitifully, "Uh-huh, no," but Ella, who was used to riding beasts, laughed at me and kept her mouth shut immediately.

"Pup, you don't have to be so scared, Mr. Hugo. He said he'd get used to it soon."

Listening to the conversation, Ella is making a little senior-style. Funny how you enjoy covering the hoogo, Ella's voice is playing a little higher than usual.

"I was surprised when I first rode, but now I think it's more comfortable than a carriage."

"Mr. Rosina!... Ella, change your seat"

He's raising his voice like Hoogo was thrilled. I know Rosina is beautiful, so I'm glad to hear from her followers, but her attitude is too obvious.

"I can't change it while driving ~. I'm sorry."

"Shit..."

Tsum, and Ella turns that way and laughs when Rosina dulls. Looks like fun back there, I envy you.

When I arrived at the castle, I was greeted by Norberto. Behind Norberto, Brother Eckhardt, Brother Cornelius, Richarda, Otilier and others refrain from serving.

"Welcome back, Master Rosemaine. Welcome, Master Ferdinand. We're ready for you."

Get ready for what? and unlike me leaning his neck, the chief clergyman cleaned up the horseman and nodded slowly, "Well."

Norberto looks around with the three dedicated men who have descended from my horseman and begins to give instructions.

"Master Rosemaine's exclusive cook should head to the kitchen. Otiliers, carry your bags and take the musicians to Rosemayne's room."

"Yes, sir."

"And then Darmuel and Brigitte won't get in where we're going. The escort knight shall be replaced by Cornelius and the two shall be on vacation"

"Ha!"

Darmuel and Brigitte took a step back and knelt on the spot. Hugo and Ella head to the kitchen with one of their side servants with their respective luggage, and Rosina walks towards Otilier and the northern detachment with a fesh peel.

"Dear Rosemaine,"

"Can I help you, Norberto?

"Please prepare the horseman. I'll be walking through the main building for a while."

They're not going to the room today, they're going somewhere else. I sent out a single Lesser Bus and boarded.

"I'll show you"

I follow Norberto and the clergyman by a single wreather bus. Brother Eckhardt and Brother Cornelius follow as escort knights, and Richarda as a sidekick.

From the back entrance and exit, he entered the main building's table, went up the stairs and headed to the lord's office.

"Aub Aerenfest, Lady Rosemayne and Lady Ferdinand have arrived"

The Lords' office was flanked by the Lords and their respective escort knights, with Wilfried and Brother Lamprecht and Osvalt.

When he sees us standing at the door, his adoptive father rises.

"Oh, are you here? Okay, let's go."

When me and the Chief Cleric enter the Executive Office, Brother Lamprecht and Brother Eckhardt go out of the Executive Office and become Jen royal to say that nothing will pass. And the door was closed by the side service, and it was Brother Cornelius and his foster mother's escort knight who stood in front of the inner door.

"What do you have?

In other words, I accidentally grabbed the chief cleric's sleeve in an atmosphere full of tension. The Chief Cleric raises his eyebrows gently.

"Focus your magic on basic magic. That's what I explained, isn't it?

It was a brief explanation for the rush, and it wasn't much different from devoting yourself to the Divine Device or magic into the Little Holy Grail at the service ceremony, I should have said. Who would imagine it would be so full of vigilance and tension?

"... I didn't think it would be more tangible"

"It's the magic that underpins Aerenfest, isn't it? I've never been more alert."

Right now, they're all in this room with a relative proximity to the lord.

When his adoptive father moved his jaw hard, Richarda and Osvalt nodded and began to remove the tapestry behind the desk.

I removed the tapestry. There, there was a small door. It's a rather small door, a door the size of which is tighter said to be a window of brightness, which I have to bend myself into.

There were seven round holes in that door, and four of them contained demonic stones like beads.

"Rosemaine, Wilfried, grab this and register your magic"

When you can magic a demon stone like a beetle handed to you by your adoptive father, the demon stone stains a pale yellow. Brother Wilfried also gripped the demon stone and put his magic into it.

Our adoptive father puts our magic stones in a round hole.

"Now we can let them in here as well. Let's go."

A couple of lords take off their gloves and give them to each side of the service. When the lord put his hand against the door, the small door grew much larger and even the chief clergyman was the size he would normally walk into.

My adoptive father opened the door that grew up, but the rainbow curtain seemed to be on, and I can't see behind it.

The adoptive father enters the most, followed by the adoptive mother. Looking around, who would be next, Wilfried, gently pushed back by the chief cleric, looked back with a frightened face.

"Go, Vilfried"

Richarda smiles gently on her anxiety and nervousness stretched face not knowing what's there.

"This is my first time as a son of Wilfried Boy, Princess Rosemaine, and Lord. It will be hard, but we pray here to do our best."

"Let's go, Brother Wilfried. Shall I go first?

"No, I'll go"

After Wilfried took a goof of breath, he closed his eyes tightly and stepped in.

With his gaze to the chief cleric, he showed me to go, and I follow Wilfried, too. Through the rainbow curtain with the feeling of breaking through the moist curtain, I stepped out ahead.

"Wow!

... Fantasy!

I screamed unexpectedly in my heart.

I've seen a lot of things in scattered sorcery relationships so far, but the whole room was fantastic here.

In the middle of a bright white room with no tapestry or carpet, there are enough demonic stones floating around to be slightly larger than watermelons. A number of complex magic formations rise in overlap and circle around their demonic stones. The intricate series of letters and patterns that glow with magic is like a celestial globe with no supporting stick.

"Rosemaine, get out of my way. Don't stop."

Surprised by the last clergyman who came in, I rush away from the spot.

"Dear Ferdinand, what the hell room is this?

"It's a room to instill magic in the underlying magic. Only the sons of lords who have registered their magic with the lords are allowed in."

Now only the lords and their sons, Wilfried and myself, and the priests, the sons of their predecessors, and finally Bonifatius, the father of Calsted, the sons of their predecessors, my uncles, are allowed into this room, they say. Apparently, the lord's mother sinned and was removed from the demon stone she had registered at the time of her confinement.

... You do have trouble if they do something in bad faith.

Here, they pour out the magic that supports Aerenfest.

"The demon stone here is connected to the magic of the foundations."

"Doesn't being connected mean the magic of the foundation itself?

"Oh, yeah. The body of basic magic is separate. Only lords can get in there."

The lord nodded affirming the word in the chief cleric's explanation.

"It is not to be divulged to daughters who may marry elsewhere, to sons who descend under their ministers, or to spouses who come from elsewhere. He who holds the foundations is the lord."

They won't even let you know where it is, except for the lord. If we are told that it is the foundation of the territory and the one that determines the lord, we are also convinced of the severity.

"While we go to the Lords' Conference, we ask Rosemaine and Vilfreet to instill magic in this demonic stone"

I compare the chief clergyman to the adoptive father, a little to the fact that only two were named.

"Are we alone?... What have you been up to?

"My mother and Ferdinand were in charge last year. That incident happened along the way, so the shortfall was on my uncle... Bonifatius helped me"

Last year, in the middle of the Lords' Conference, the Lords' Mother was to be locked up as a criminal. And the temple chief was also captured.

That's why it's so hard to supply magic while you're away this year. With the new temple chief becoming me, the priest who has to do the temple chief's work in addition to the priest's is not able to get out of the temple so often.

"The supply of magic itself is very much the same as the service and service ceremonies usually held in the temple. We decided it would be better to drop Rosemaine off at the castle."

... I don't know anything about the temple's clerical work or how to deal with nobility, so yeah, you're not mistaken.

He says there's nothing he can do about the lack of magic, although it's not supposed to be a job to make kids who aren't in the House of Lords.

My adoptive father took one demonic stone out of the leather bag he was lowering to his waist. Hand a demon stone the size of a ball of table tennis to Wilfried.

"I give this to Vilfleet. It's a magical stone packed with magic. We're going to take out the magic and pour it over here."

"Yes, Father"

Wilfried took the demon stone proudly.

The demon stone was very similar to the demon stone that the clergyman had given to Kanfel and Fritak at the service ceremony. Somehow I figure out whose magic is stuck.

"I'll leave this here. Use it to supply magic. Like putting the finished demon stone in this bag."

It seems the best way to prevent theft is to leave it in this room. The adoptive father placed a bag with demonic stones and an empty bag in the corner of the room.

"We'll all pour it out today, so we'll probably have it until the Lords' Conference is over. But when I return from the Lords' Council, I find it difficult that the magic is almost gone. And for when something happens, I'll show you how to supply it. Like a little magic every day for practice."

"Yes."

Walking just beneath the demonic stone in the heart of the magic formation where my adoptive father was circling, I knelt on the spot and put my hand on the floor.

At the next moment, texts similar to magic formations emerge on the floors and walls throughout the room with a pale light.

"Rosemaine, come. This is your position. Always pour magic here."

The chief priest urges me, and I follow the chief priest. He points at the circle formation and tells me to kneel there. And when I knelt as I was told, the chief priest went again to another formation, and knelt there.

And I see another formation kneeling together with Vilfried and Florencia, who teaches and supports her son in the treatment of demonic stones.

Looks like he's drawing a square triangle around his adoptive father.

Everyone puts their hands on the floor perfectly about their position. The clergyman who confirmed it turned to his adoptive father and nodded lightly.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

The voice of the adoptive father, which sounds comfortably in his stiffness and ears, clings between the rituals. I hear the same prayer complaint as the service ceremony, and I am accustomed to then recite it as well.

"Highly pavilioned, the Supreme God presides over the great sky, the couple gods of darkness and light, the wide and hospitable earth, the goddess of the five pillars, the goddess of water, the goddess of Fruitrene, the goddess of fire, the goddess of Rydenshaft-style Szeeria, the goddess of earth, the goddess of Gedurleich, the god of life, Aveliebe, to bless and honor the gods, to reward and serve the grace of their noble divine power."

I found my magic sucked. I can tell by the flow of light that the spilled magic runs through the whole room. The movements of the magic formations surrounding the demonic stones become more active.

With my hands on the floor, as I looked around the room, there was a voice of restraint from my adoptive father.

"That's it."

Hands off the magic formations, and I rise on the spot.

A short distance away, I could see my adoptive mother peering into the villefleet as she sat back.

"It's okay, Wilfried?

"I'm fine."

Although he says he's fine, I can see that Vilfleet is clearly strong. She didn't look good, and her shoulders were falling off like she was exhausted.

This is the first time I've dealt with a great deal of magic. The blue clerics were also exhausted at the service ceremony. There's no way my child's vilfried won't get tired.

"Rosemaine seems fine, doesn't she? I thought the weak would fall first."

Gilvester, who looked around the room, looked at me and made an unexpected voice.

"Because I go there every day during the service ceremony this much. Even if you don't like it, you'll get used to it. Besides, we don't just use magic to use strength."

"Are you used to this?... Ferdinand, are you using Rosemaine a lot worse?

"Who increased the Little Holy Grail or turned all the direct jurisdictions around at prayer ceremonies? I'm not the one who's torturing you, am I?

"I'm adding and subtracting, and I'm preparing medication," the clergyman glanced at Zilvester.

... right. Was I terrible to everyone? I thought it might be thin, but it's pretty shocking to hear from someone else's mouth.

After finishing the magic supply, I was told to rest in my room until dinner. I ask Richarda to bring me a book and rest slowly.

"Princess, reading a book isn't a break, is it?

"It's the calmest and most restful thing. No more breaks."

If you're interacting like that and reading a book, it's time for dinner right away.

Vilfleet, who showed up for dinner, still looked tired. Speaking of which, when I was swinging by the fever of eating, I remember falling asleep with my strength shredded every time my magic broke out.

... I'm stronger.

Reflecting on the smudges and the length of the journey to date, the chief cleric's thunder fell.

"Are you listening, Rosemaine!?

"I didn't ask. What is it?

The chief clergyman held his temple and held his mouth so that the lords and his wife could laugh.

As I lean my neck, the Chief Cleric opens his mouth to a sigh of sigh.

"Rosemayne stays in the castle until the spring mitzvah and provides the magic...... stay quiet. Don't think about anything extra or go."

"Yes! I'll be quiet in the library! I do nothing but read books. Rest assured."

I nodded greatly, getting my will.

The chief cleric shakes his head and blocks him from saying, "Oh, that's safe."

"Zilvester, that's not at all reassuring. Rosemaine really stops doing anything but reading books. Rosemaine must always be given a challenge."

... Ugh, they're finding out.

"It's terrible, Master Ferdinand. Are you going to interrupt my blissful time!?

"Shut up. Life as a person is important. Keep an eye on Richarda, so that you always have time for a magic supply, time for study, and time for training to gain basic health. You need to be careful about giving too many books."

After having dinner with him, the chief cleric told Richarda to keep a close eye on him and went back to the temple.

I think my reading time was definitely diminished because of the clergyman.

... the sheriff's mean!

"Welcome, Father, Mother."

"Welcome, adoptive father, adoptive mother"

On the third day after coming to the castle, I was to drop off your father, the lord and his wife and chief of the knighthood, who were headed to the Lords' Council.

Already after sending escort knights, sidekicks, and civilians. Officials leave one after the other, and all that remains is Vilfreet and me, and then only your mother and brother.

"Elvira, please stay away"

"Yeah, Master Calstead. Leave it to me."

As I greet my family, including my brothers, my father and mother turned my gaze, so I interrupt their family regiment, too.

"Good luck with your work, Father"

"Oh, it's like Rosemaine does her job well,"

"Yes."

"My father is staying at the castle. If you need anything, you can count on it. I wouldn't let my granddaughter's favor go unhindered."

Now that there are no lords and wives, they're left to Calstead's father, Bonifatius, to put Aerenfest together as a lord's deputy. I only greeted him during the baptism ceremony and in the winter social world, and I am not so familiar with him. Still, I know you're like the roots of your father and brother's brain muscle lineage.

It seems that Bonifatius is still at work as a Lords surrogate and was not present on this occasion.

"Then I ask you both to be away"

"Wilfried, study hard."

The three of them left in the magic formation of the transfer. He disappears softly and the room is gallant.

In a heartless farewell, I exhaled lightly.

"Rosemaine, isn't it been a long time since we talked like this?

"I haven't had a chance to see you. Mother, if you don't mind, would you like to talk a little?

I invite my mother to tea. It didn't seem a mistake to feel that they were telling me to invite you away.

Mother nodded satisfied.

"Yep."

Ask Richarda to prepare the tea for you in the waiting room. No one can give permission to enter the northern detachment now that there are no lords and wives.

Having tea with your mother must also be done in the waiting room of the main building.

Ask Richarda to make some tea and prepare Ella's treats. And when I had eaten it one bite at a time, and showed it to her, her mother reached out.

I had a cup of tea and one exhaled mother looked straight at me.

"Rosemaine, I have to ask you something."

"What is it?

"Yesterday, I called the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. So the merchant told me, Rosemaine, that you thought of a new costume for the lady knight, right?

I was not listening, and I was smiled, and I breathed.

"Yes, I just thought of a costume that would suit her because the fashionable costume doesn't look very good right now. Well, I didn't think it was something I had to let your mother know."

Mother exhaled in my words, seemingly with no choice.

"Let me see what costume you're going to make popular."

"Mother, I'm not going to pop the costume I'm making right now."

"What do you mean?

As I say it's incredible, the mother puts her hand on her mouth and opens her eyes gently.

"... well, who wouldn't look good with a fashionable costume? So I just thought that you could wear a costume that doesn't look good in the current fashion. We're not trying to make it popular."

If I pop the American sleeve dress that Brigitte is making, she still comes out with a warrant that doesn't look good and bothers me. I wish we could all wear costumes that suit me. Though what do you think, the epidemic will come out.

"Rosemaine, if the current fashion doesn't suit you, who the hell is it?

"I think the costume looks great on a small, skinny person right now. But if you're as disappointed as a female knight, you're too wide for your shoulders to look bigger and wider."

Mother seemed to think of a female knight and gave a convincing expression, "Right."

"Wouldn't it be pathetic to attend a star knot ritual in an unsuitable costume? So I'm not going to create a new fashion, just to give choices to those who don't look good in their current costumes."

"That shouldn't happen. Make it known as your fashion, and if you don't put on a new costume, you'll realize that only one of them is wearing an unusual costume."

Mother shook her head with a harsh look. He must gather to Brigitte the eyes of envy, knowing that I am making a new costume for the lady knight.

I'm not sure about the inter-aristocracy, so I'm going to do what your mother says. It is pathetic that Brigitte should be ashamed because of me.

"If you make something new, I will confirm it. Cutting is over, isn't it? When will you be able to make temporary stitches?

"We will not be returning to the temple for a while, so we have told the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce that it is slow and good. Perhaps after the spring mitzvah?

"Then it's too late. Hurry up a little bit and call the castle."

They're revealing to their mother's faction in a state of temporary sewing and making these new costumes, and they're appealing to them. They should also invite some female knights on the spot to show their costumes and plant their envy. Trendy schemers look tough.

"I don't mind doing a temporary stitch at the castle, but can you get in touch with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce from your mother? I won't be able to reach you once I get back to the temple."

"Okay. I'll be in touch."

... I'm sorry, Mr. Benno, Mr. Corinna. Looks like it's a rush job!