Ascendance of a Bookworm

Shortly after receiving a message from the clergyman that "drop-off is tomorrow," Ordnants also came to Brigitte's from Ilkner.

The same words are repeated three times in the voice of Geebe Ilkner.

"I've got a new piece of paper, but they don't know how the ink will come on. I'm transferring the finished paper to the castle, so can you go to the castle soon and pick it up? People in the workshop say they want to think about whether to mass produce or not due to ink adhesion."

I put my fingers together in front of my chest and sighed with admiration, ho. I didn't expect to discover new paper allocations in a month and a little bit. Both Lutz and Gill seem to be working hard.

"Have you got new paper yet? That's my Gutenberg. I have some business to attend to tomorrow at the castle, so I'll pick it up soon."

The next morning, as soon as I had finished breakfast, I was supposed to head to the castle, and I ask the clergyman to pick up the delivery from Ilkner. We'll wait till we drop him off after we get dressed, so there's got to be plenty of time.

The clergyman sighed "do something unsolicited," but pointing out that the clergyman had prepared a time-saving work set and loaded it onto the Lesser Bus, he was to take me to the work room of a civilian with a transfer team.

When I arrived at the castle, Richarda, waiting for me, forced me to change, retied my hair and put on a veil. And they take me to the waiting room for drop-off.

The clergyman, who should have been back home once in the waiting room, was already dressed and back, expanding his work set.

"As expected, we still seem to have quite a bit of time before we go out and drop him off. Let's go get the delivery."

"Thank you, I know."

Apart from the warehouse for the collection of taxes, the room with the transfer formation is apparently a place where wood plaques and documents are received from nobles from all over the territory. The way in which a number of boxes were lined up and what was sent to the transfer formation was classified as civilian was reminiscent of the shipping industry and post offices of the Reino period.

"Dear Ferdinand, what is it?

As surprised as it is, one of the civil servants is coming this way.

"Didn't you get the package from Ilkner to Rosemaine?

"We have received a mailbox. Please check the contents."

Upon receiving the boxes as he was accustomed to, the clergyman confirmed the name of the bound baggage tags and opened the boxes. And I'm going to take out a new piece of paper, a letter and a small metal bill.

"Rosemaine, write your name on this bill. Mark as received"

I signed the bill of metal indicated by my fingers with a pen that I could write with the magic given to me by the chief cleric. After a quick glance, the clergyman put it in a box and gave it back to the clerk.

Okay, we're going back.

"Yes. Thank you for your help"

I take a single Lesser Bus with new paper and letters.

I just touched it a little bit, but the new paper is a stiff, tough material, and if I can print it well with ink on this, I think it would be very suitable for making cards.

... I need Heidi to contact me. New material, you'd be thrilled.

When I returned to the waiting room, I read the letter quickly. "I want new paper delivered to Heidi for ink research," as I heard on Ordnants from Rutz and Gill. He seems to be doing fine papermaking, including the gray cleric.

I decided to try and fold a new piece of paper. This is how I used to fold paper and cut it into small pieces to find out how to ink it.

Now, will this hard paper break? If it does not break or has strange lines, it must be marked and cut with a cutter.

At first I tried folding it into a mountain, but it broke normally without cracking or having weird cracks because it was hard. So we repeat the mountain fold and the valley fold, turning it into a snakebelly fold.

"Oh, it's like 'Harrison'"

The hardness feels good. And I will take the edge, and I will strike my palm with a pacifier. It's going to sound pretty good.

"Rosemaine, what's that? What the hell do you use it for?

The clergyman, who was widening his work set and letting Brother Eckhardt help him, raised his brow gently when he saw me waving Harrison.

"Hmph, this is how you use it. Oops!"

Shake up Harrison for the surprised chief cleric. Despite the unintentional blow, the clergyman raised his left elbow to prevent Harrison from attacking and immediately took Harrison with his right hand. Beat my head with a sparn as it is.

"Hiccup!

"Hmm, I see. Is this how you use it?"

The chief clergyman takes Harrison and smiles niggardly as he punches a pacifier in the palm of his hand, not telling him to do it. The black smile is in excellent condition.

"Ugh...... Give it back."

Harrison was taken up when he said, "When I return to the temple, I will give it back," and he said, "If you are free, help me," and I was to put my energy into computational work until the time of the drop-off.

"Rosemaine, what are you doing?

To keep the sloppy, long sleeves from getting dirty, Vilfleet also came into the waiting room as he hung them with a string he asked Richarda to bring them to him and was helping.

"Although it is the help of Master Ferdinand? Will Brother Wilfried do the same?

"No, I have to practice greeting my aunt. I'm afraid I can't help you."

"Really?"

Wilfried is made to practice his aristocratic farewell greetings while being coached by Osvalt. "May you be healthy with the patronage of the gods until another day when the spinning thread of the goddess of time, Drefangua, overlaps". Simply put, it's a social dictionary greeting I use when I'm not in the mood to make my next promise now, feeling like "I hope to see you again sometime".

After a while, one of the servants comes to call to see us off, and we head to the front entrance. Being troubled by the noise of being seen riding beasts meant that I was transported to Brother Eckhardt near the front door at the direction of the clergyman.

By the time he arrived at the front door, the clergyman's face had a refreshing smile from the top of the Buddha. Say hello to Georgine with that smile. I finished well, too.

At the end of all of everyone's greetings, Wilfried suddenly ran over to see what he thought.

"I could barely talk to you this time, so now I want to talk to my aunt slowly."

"Yes, Wilfried wanted to talk to me, didn't he? I'll see you this time next year."

"I'm looking forward to it!

We had all created an atmosphere of "I wish I could see you again someday" and it was a complete smash. It has been confirmed that Georgine will be coming to Aerenfest next year.

My adoptive mother's blue eyes opened to surprise and I found myself looking down at Brother Wilfried. Then, I feel the cold air drifting from the chief cleric. Even though my face remains a refreshing smile, I'm so scared.

When only one innocently dropped off the carriage and the carriage left completely, the chief clergyman quickly erased his refreshingly made smile and engraved a wrinkle firmly between his brows. A clergyman glanced down at Wilfried with a golden eye for cold rage.

"Do it, Rosemaine"

It was Harrison, who had been confiscated earlier, who was offered to the Cleric Chief with such words.

... Why are you bringing it here?

It was tremendously strange, but it also feels scary to speak of doubt, and I take Harrison in my hand with a cockle of snort. He held his head in the service with the Guardian Knight of Wilfried, surprised the Lords and his wife, and pissed off the Chief Cleric. Let me not worry about it and stick with you.

I shook Harrison wide and shook down looking at Wilfried's head.

"Brother Wilfried's idiot! There are good and bad things to say. Please read some air!

With my roaring voice, a sparn and a petty sound echo, and Wilfried round his eyes.

"Do what!?

"That's what I'm trying to say. What did you think to attach next year's promises to Dear Georgine and do such a stupid imitation!?

The Lord and his wife snorted at the edge of their sight.

"Become... I just said I want to talk to my aunt, I am!

"That's what's wrong! What are the words of greeting taught? When are you going to say hello? How do you think the Lords and their wives chose to greet you?

Wilfried frowns and tilts his neck. I should have been taught earlier in the waiting room.

"Rosemaine, you should go inside and talk to him. Then don't get too excited. We're going down."

"... Yes"

Who gave Harrison, swallowing his desire to cling, I go indoors.

With the lord entering the small conference room nearest to the main building, we were allowed to continue our conversation in the conference room as it was.

"... I wanted to talk to my aunt, does that mean Father or Mother doesn't want to talk to you?

With a quiet gaze at everyone, Vilfleet lowers her eyebrows like trouble.

To Wilfried's point, the Lords exhaled greatly, as well as the side service of Wilfried.

"That's right. If you are also the lord of the room or the First Lady, even though you are my sister and brother, you cannot get into the castle much. It's hard to understand where and what information is held and how it is used."

"I should have been taught to greet you today. Do not behave otherwise arbitrarily in front of those on the horizon. You must not create gaps.... Vilfleet can't go to the House of Lords without studying a little more"

In the House of Lords comes a territory larger or stronger than Aerenfest, as well as royal children who rule the centre. There are people in Aerenfest who don't need to bow their heads but their parents. Wilfried is thankful and has to kneel, the foster mother says.

However, the presence of a more visible opponent than himself doesn't seem to pin on Vilfleet.

"Brother Wilfried calls Lady Georgine your aunt and tries to be thankful, so why don't you start by calling Lady Ferdinand your uncle your uncle and remember to be thankful and kneel? Brother Wilfried calls me Ferdinand, and I've always thought it wasn't an attitude toward the eye."

To my words, Wilfried opened his eyes only to say that he could not believe.

"Ferdinand is not on the lookout. That's what your aunt said to me!

"Your aunt is no longer here. They're locked up as criminals and never come out on the table. It's been a year and a half since my surroundings have changed, didn't you know?

"Dear Rosemaine, that's to teach after you've grown a little more..."

He broke in between me and Wilfried as Osvalt panicked. I told you, I can see my adoptive father closing his eyes tightly.

"Osvalt, didn't it hurt last fall to have to show reality to Brother Wilfried?

From Osvalt, who looked lightly, I shifted my gaze to my adoptive father and adoptive mother.

The way I deal with nobility is in the midst of me being tapped into by the clergyman, but what is the trail going to do in this way?

"Last time we made the show current and tapped into what was needed in great haste, but not every time the same way works. Just before entering the House of Lords, you're not educated enough again, and you don't do stupid imitations that repeat the same thing, do you?

"Until now, even though Ferdinand was a half-brother, he was clearly underprivileged because he was a cleric, but he's already vulgar. Wilfried, Rosemayne is right, from now on, thank Ferdinand."

"Father!?

Then again there was to be a place for discussion about the education of Vilfleet, but the fine discussion was left to the sides and the lords and wives, and I decided to return to the temple with the chief priest. I don't have the time to be involved in an education plan. I have a lot to do.

...... I need to get in touch with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce and have Heidi hand me the new paper. And...

As I headed to the temple's own chamber, I thought of a matter that Georgine had been unable to do, and haphazardly looked up to the chief cleric.

"Chief Cleric, Master Georgine has also returned, and may I, now turn to Hasse?

Hasse asked me for a favor, and I had received a letter requesting a visit a while back, but I couldn't wander around, so I put it on hold.

As for the contents of the interview, I would like the orphan to be bought out in Hasse's winter support. Since there is no prayer ceremony and the harvest is dropping more than last year, I think we want to have the cash ready before the full winter support begins.

"I must accompany you, too. Please specify the date and time in the afternoon after tomorrow."

"Okay. Then, during the winter, are you sure you want to send a gray cleric to Hasse?

"What the hell is that for?

"Actually..."

The letter to the request for an interview I sent was in a rather terrible way, something that I couldn't help scolding as "disrespectful" if other nobles were opponents.

It's not that the letters are dirty or that noble words aren't available. Decorated and beautiful words are used that say, "I will prepare the sweet dew of the fruit and the most beautiful flowers of the season for the use of the gods, prepare the cloth, burn the incense and show the heart of the faith," but the meaning is, "I will prepare the wine, the woman and the hardware, so listen to this favor".

The presence of the former temple chief was too long, which is likely to be considered a determinative complaint for the nobility to use as a knot to the letter. Enough to use for letters directed at me. I don't think the people of Hasse know what that means.

"Exactly, I think I should tell you. Don't we have townspeople who know what it really means?

"... I see. Don't let the first recipient peel your eyes if you want them to heed your demands because you bribe them with such grandeur"

The clergyman also seemed to have a headache and exhaled a great deal.

"So I'm going to send two or three gray clerics to Hasse's Winter Hall. If the superficial reason is in the name of surveillance of the winter hall, can you manage it? Well, it feels like checking to see if there's any disobedience or really reflection. … and during that winter, including the new mayor, teach people in positions to substitute for letters how to write paperwork and the rhetoric specific to nobility"

"This winter, it will be deluded. I don't want to receive such letters again and again."

Forgiveness came out with the clergyman's frightened sigh. I hold my fist in good stead. Quickly, I need to write Hasse a reply specifying the date and time.

I wrote a letter to Hasse specifying the date and time, and at the same time I wrote to him so that he could be ready for the room, as there would also be a new orphan in the small temple of Hasse.

And contact the Plantan Chamber of Commerce through Fritz so that they can come and pick up the new paper the next day they go to Hasse. The Plantan Chamber of Commerce immediately replied to my request.

Ask Monica to contact Vilma and prepare about five sets of extra necessities. There will also be some leeway for the Little Temple of Hasse, but we will have trouble when it is not enough.

On the afternoon of the day I was designated, after lunch, me and the chief cleric head to Hasse. Accompanied by two of my escort knights, Fran and Monica of Side Service, Brother Eckhardt as the chief escort knight of the clergy, and the civilian representative Justkus.

"I was looking forward to riding the princess's riding beast"

"Unfortunately, I can't let Justkus on board"

"Why!?

This one surprises me with a shocked face that I didn't think I'd be turned down.

"Justkus talks all the time, so it's very distracting. It's very disturbing to move the beast."

"Princess. Your words seem to be tight..."

"Softly, you wouldn't understand Justkus, would you? I learned too."

Yustox looked like he was hurt, but he had no choice. If you don't say bish, who tries to push things forward?

"Give up and go with your own horseback, Justkus, more than Rosemayne said no to you"

"Oh, my pleasure..."

Still untouched by the word of the chief cleric, Justkus sees the Lesser Bus. The clergyman exhaled lightly and let out his horseback.

"Send out the horseman, return to the aristocracy, or choose who you like. Come on, Rosemaine. We're leaving when we're ready."

"Yes!"

Drive the Lesser Bus and arrive in Hasse. Since we were in contact, beginning with Richt, the village chiefs from the surrounding countryside gathered in front of the front door, kneeling and waiting. Thank you for your hard work during the season when the harvest begins.

When I went inside after a long greeting, the incense was burning inside the reception room, decorated with flowers and prepared with freshly squeezed fruit juice. After all, I didn't seem to understand the knot complaint in that letter.

"I'm glad you're here, Chief Temple."

"Long time no see, Richt. How about this year's harvest?

"... it's still a little harsh"

The village chiefs can drop their shoulders in Richter. Even if you cage the elite and take care of the fields, it's hard to grow crops in a land without blessings.

I nod softly and speak of my affair first.

"Richt, this winter we are going to have Hasse stay with two gray clerics. To see if there is any disobedience to the lord or if he really reflects worthy of having a prayer ceremony in the spring."

Richt raised his face like he was bounced. The emotion is on my face that I haven't been trusted yet. We work together in town, so we know the emotions, but we may also need to practice keeping them from getting emotions out on noble opponents.

"I do need confirmation, but my true purpose is different."

"True purpose, is it?

I nodded my eyes instantly to Richter so that I could see as heavily as possible.

"Yep. While staying in the Winter Hall, the purpose is to teach you the right way to deal with nobility and write paperwork. … because the former temple chief was in position for a long time, there seems to be a lot of error in how to respond"

"... Really? What the hell?

They didn't seem to realize they were wrong, and Richt's eyes wobble as confused. He may have remembered that the previous mayor continued his dignified attitude without knowing that the words "went up the stairs leading up to heaven" represented death.

You don't understand what it means, do you? "Every time I write you a letter, I offer you fruit sweetening and the most beautiful flowers in the season, I prepare cloth, I burn incense, I show you the heart of faith.

"Meaning, is it?

To the neck leaning Richt, the clergyman nods slowly and shifts his gaze to the flowers decorated in the room. Licht also turned his gaze toward the flower.

"The word means that when a cleric visits, he prepares alcohol, women and hardware, so listen to what he asks, If you understood, you wouldn't use it against the current temple chief, would you? In fact, it's not prepared here"

"Become!? I didn't think it meant that..."

Richt, who seems to have caught his blood knowing what it means, turns bright blue and tries to excuse himself. That would be so. I wouldn't have guessed that the words I've used for decades and for tying letters meant that.

Even then, the village chiefs opened their eyes and changed their complexion, wondering if they had done anything disrespectful. When the punishment is finally coming to an end, I can see you on your face wondering if new sins overlap.

Seeing such a reaction, the chief cleric waved loosely.

"It's not surprising that the original meaning hasn't been conveyed while the mayor is replacing it, and if you look at how this room is, it's clear you don't know what it means. Neither the temple chief nor I intend to punish him in particular. But do you know the first aristocracy I've ever received doesn't have good feelings?

"I understand. I'm so sorry."

Richt knelt Zach and drowned.

"So we're sending a gray cleric to Hasse. If we do not know the rhetoric specific to the nobility, we will continue to fall into the same situation again in the future. I don't want Hasse to make any more unfortunate mistakes."

"I deeply appreciate the attention of the Temple Chief and I know you want to beg me to teach you from a gray cleric"

Richt and the village chiefs will see me with touching eyes. You seem to be treated like a merciful Virgin, but I am not a Virgin otherwise. So while we are all impressed, I would like to make a good promise about the treatment of the gray clerics.

"The gray cleric to be sent is my deputy. If you scorn and mock a gray cleric as an orphan, the gray cleric will return immediately to the small temple. Please make sure you know that your education is for Hasse."

"Yes, sir."

If you keep threatening me with this much, you won't feel bad about the grey clerics you dispatch standing out.

"And if there's nothing wrong with winter, I think we can have a spring prayer ceremony. Just a little more, don't get distracted."

"I'm afraid so."

Richt pulled out his shoulder and all the other village chiefs gathered in the winter hall also relieved themselves of a little tension.

"Now let me ask you something about the Richters."

"... as requested in the letter, I'd like you to buy out a few orphans. Honestly, it's tough going through the winter, but they can't buy it anywhere else because of the Lord's punishment."

Few will have the Lord's punishment approaching the ongoing Hasse. I can easily imagine being bought and beaten to sell orphans as well.

Although the orphans to be bought off are pathetic, I don't mind buying them off as part of the aftermath of what I did.

"I don't mind buying it away. But if you go into a temple orphanage, then you'll be treated as a priest or a witch. Perhaps you will never return to the townspeople of Hasse. So a young child would be better off."

Once in the temple, it's hard to get out. Especially if it's Hasse's kid, as it is now, if he grows up in an orphanage in the mayor's hall, he gets the land. But if you enter the temple, you will always be moved as a priest or a witch as the nobleman thinks.

"Are you sure you want to be a young child?

If it hasn't grown somewhat, it can't be used as a workforce. Not many young people are chosen to sell orphans. Because it doesn't matter what you think.

"We are already adults, and we cannot crush the future of those who can get land and be independent, and the younger ones are more familiar with the way the temple works. Because no matter what I tell you, it absorbs quickly. The Nola I bought last year seems to be having a lot of trouble getting used to the life of the temple, either because the adults were close."

"Really?"

Orphans under the age of 10 were brought in. Unlike before, although she is wearing clothes, there does not appear to be corporal punishment, and there are no scratched children. And probably because I knew I would see. They were all properly cleansed.

Exhale relief that I have not been treated too badly, and I see Richt.

"How many should I pick up?

"If possible, about four, could you please?

"Okay."

It was agreed to buy four children before and after Richt and Baptism, and Yustokus, a civil servant, made the paperwork and settled on my behalf.

"Okay, let's come. With Nola and the others, that doesn't mean you don't know all about faces."

I will take the Lesser Bus to the Little Temple of Hasse with me the new orphans. I've been in touch, so everything seems to be ready.

"Everyone is a new companion. Spend some time here and get used to the life of the temple. These kids will move them to an orphanage in Aerenfest when the harvest festival is over. Remember the times Nola and the others didn't get used to and give her some advice."

"Yes, sir."

There are more new orphanages in Hasse.