Ascendance of a Bookworm

I'm Ferdinand. During the past few days, Rosemaine kept sinking into the blue drug solution of Jurevé, repeatedly saying that occasional eyelids opening would quickly close her unfocused eyes. I knew I was close to waking up, but my body still hasn't come up while I'm sinking into Jurevé.

During the harvest festival, I came back many times on horseback to see how things were going, but progress was angrily slow. After such a rosemaine finally had a slow blink, my body slowly emerged so that my eyes were focused and no further treatment was possible.

I'll put my hand in Jurevé and wake up Rosemaine and slap her on the back of Rosemaine who's not breathing well. Yurevé, who was in his mouth and trachea, popped out, seemed to make breathing easier, and after a cheeky cough, his breathing was ready.

"It hurts, Chief Cleric."

There was such a grudge. I don't know why I have to be seen with my eyes.

Whatever it is, I'm glad Rosemaine woke up before the winter social world began. I was concerned that I would make it to the House of Lords, but I think I can handle it.

"When you're done bathing, call me. We'll talk about how long you've been asleep. If you have any questions, do so then."

Lift up the rosemaine I took out of Jurevé and leave the workshop. Passing the Lord's awakening to Fran, who was now waiting late, I returned to my chamber.

"The temple chief is awake, isn't he? These little bills belong to the temple chief, don't they?

The place pointed out for the side service is the part where Rosemaine grabbed it. It comes with a small bill of lading. I put my hand in Jurevé, and woke up Rosemaine, and held her up and carried her, so the clergyman's clothes were in terrible shape.

"Chief Cleric, may I offer you a new order?"

"Oh, please"

Are you also horrified that Rosemaine woke up again with the side service that brought you the change of clothes, loosening her expression and beating her uncommonly lightly. He also waited for Rosemaine to wake up to serve himself.

... when you wake up, you won't be slighted by me.

I turned my gaze to the yellow Demon Stone, which accumulates in the corner of the desk in a sigh.

Ordnants just screaming about when Rosemaine will wake up have been really many and fed up these past six months.

It's just like me that I was irritated by the magic of Rosemaine, which I couldn't solve. How many times have you wanted to yell at Rosemaine when she wakes up, here's what you want to hear.

I am glad to have woken up safely, some anxiety along with great relief. It's obvious more than I was immersed in Jurevé, but Rosemaine hasn't changed at all. Consciousness and memory, as well as appearance, have stopped two years ago.

Earlier, Rosemaine opened her eyes in surprise at the growing side service, looking up at me and grabbing my cuffs with a badly anxious face. It is from now on that Rosemaine must reconcile the progress of her surroundings with her presence.

"I'm supposed to head to the temple chief's office later to give an explanation for the last two years. Let them through when they come to serve that side."

"Yes, sir."

Having finished dressing, I headed to the concierge and gently tapped the yellow demon stones accumulating in the corner of my desk with one stamp after another to instill magic. Turning all of the nearly 20 demonic stones simultaneously into Ordnants, the surroundings were full of white birds. Towards that I tell.

"Rosemaine woke up. If there's nothing wrong with your health, I'll take you to the castle around 3 bells in three days. Don't come to the temple because it's not in good shape yet."

That being said, if I waved the Starp, the Ordnants flew away in unison. Incidentally, a dozen Ordnants are replies to Dear Bonifatius.

One Ordonanz repeats the same message three times, so I lowered my drinks a little bit, thinking of Master Bonifatius, who would have heard the same message 30 to 40 times. It's a little retaliation for flying the Ordnants asking if Rosemaine woke up every day for the past few months.

But it was only a few things that my hoarding was down. As Rosemayne was retrieving a dossier summarizing the items he had to remember by the time he headed to the House of Lords, Ordonanz returned with a roar full of joy.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Rosemaine, you're awake!

I had to hold on to my temple after three times hearing voices that seemed to sound all over the temple. Master Bonifatius is a pain in the ass whether Rosemaine is asleep or awake.

I didn't even feel like dealing with him any more, and as I left Ordonanz back in the yellow demon stone to check the material, the side service called out.

"Chief Cleric, he says the Temple Chief is ready."

"Okay. Let's go."

"Chief Cleric, come on, let me talk to you"

Rosemayne lay powerless on the bench, staring at this one and saying so. Golden eyes and tone alone are energetic in themselves, but Rosemaine's body, which has been asleep for two years, seems weak enough to support herself.

... because there has been no record of anyone using Jurevé for this long. Could be valuable material.

Let's find out how weak you are, and when I think about it, Rosemayne says, "Are we going to talk about this?," he said cheerfully only with his mouth, slapping the seat of the bench with just his peppy fingertips. Apparently this is the best protest for Rosemaine right now.

"... there are stories I can't do here. Over there, okay?

Sometimes the various events that took place in the castle should not be spoken of in great detail in the temple. When I showed the hidden room, Rosemayne lay her eyes down for the first time instead of nodding.

"If you want to go over there, take me. I still can't help myself."

"Sounds like it. You haven't changed your senses at all since you woke up? Or are there more parts that move little by little? Do you know how long it's going to take you to move just like before?

"Chief Cleric really is a mad scientist," Rosemaine said with a frigid grin when I asked her a question. I don't know what the word Mad Scientist means, but I could only understand that I was being thrown up in bad shape, so I'll play Rosemaine's forehead bish.

Rosemaine said, "Ahhh! I yelled," but usually my hand holding my forehead was barely moving, and I went up in a dull, slow, heavy motion.

... If this is the case now, how long will it take for the muscles to recover to the point where they can normally move? Hopefully it will come back soon, but it is possible that it will take too long to build the original muscle strength before the House of Lords can.

While observing Rosemaine's condition, I open the door in the stash room to let Fran and Thurm carry the per-rosemaine bench. I took a chair to the front of Rosemaine and sat face to face.

When Fran and Zahm left and the door closed, Rosemaine's expression turned into something full of dissatisfaction as she saw it.

"Chief Cleric, I'm kind of" Taro Urashima "though!

"... what is that? I don't know what that means."

"Before I got out of here, there was only a clergyman who didn't change at all until the frown wrinkle, so I didn't really feel what I had been doing for two years. But when I get out of here, Nicola and Monica are grown up, they have hair up, their skirts are longer, and Gil is getting so big..."

Actually, Charlotte and Wilfried have left me too. What the hell happens if Rosemaine, who worked as hard as a fool to be Charlotte's "sister," finds out that Charlotte is losing her height.

... there's nothing we can do about it.

Ha, and the moment I sighed, I felt Rosemaine's magic shake unstable. The color of Rosemaine's eyes complaining of anxiety, as excited as it was, changes from a familiar golden color to a rainbow color like the one on which the oil film was applied.

"I'm totally eating leftovers! My surroundings are like a world I don't know, it's disgusting!

"Rosemaine, calm down."

"I can't! 'Cause you're totally different around!? Everyone but me..."

"Your magic flow has also changed over the past two years. If you don't calm down, you're going to run wild."

I've already seen the swing of magic. I had predicted that this would happen, so I took out the demon stone I had prepared in a leather bag on my hips and pressed the demon stone against Rosemaine's forehead. Magic builds up in no time.

After Rosemaine opened her eyes to her surprise when she saw how some demonic stones quickly stained with her magic, she blinked several times and took a slow, deep breath to prepare her breath. And he reached out and shook his hands without strength and grabbed my sleeve like earlier.

"... Chief Cleric, tell me exactly what has happened in the last two years. Everyone's changed too much and I'm afraid to go outside."

"Whatever they say happened, well, where do we talk from..."

"Has the Raider been caught? Was Charlotte safe?

It ended two years ago for me, but for Rosemayne, it just happened. If the feeling is so different, filling the two-year gap could be harder than expected.

That Charlotte's kidnapper is a relative of Rosemary and has already been executed. However, he must not be involved in Rosemaine's abduction or medication. That Viscount Gerlach, who provided him with a soldier to eat, was in a large hall that was suspicious, but without proof, and that was sealed off when he was informed that there had been a raid. Each of the escort knights did not make the wrong move, but they told us that they had not been able to protect the Lord, so it was a pay cut.

"I'm glad the escort knights didn't have a terrible disposition. Speaking of which, I was giving instructions, but what happened to the children's room in the winter?

"With regard to the children's room in the winter, Charlotte and Wilfried, as you instructed, were struggling to run it. There were reports from the side service with the children's room, and a similar report was received from Darmuel, who was carrying and renting out picture books. I hear a junior nobleman named Filine has cooperated a lot in collecting and lending materials."

The names of the lower nobles, who seem to admire Rosemaine a lot, came out of Dermuel, from Wilfried and from Charlotte. It also seemed to be a name that immediately occurred to Rosemayne, loosening her expression a little.

"Really, Philine..."

"Though stories from all over the place were gathered in that children's room, what is written is the child's speech, and they couldn't do it very much in the book. Your servants mourned."

Rosemayne laughed a little cunt about how that came to mind.

"What happened to Hasse? Did you have a proper prayer ceremony?

"Charlotte, who offered to take your place because she was in trouble because of herself, held a prayer ceremony in Hasse"

"... did you have enough magic?

Blink my eyes to Rosemaine. I gently flaunt my shoulders.

"There's no way there's enough. Charlotte and Wilfried used your magic to perform a prayer ceremony. Even at the harvest festival, they went around and asked me to come and get a dedication. I also got help for this year's prayer ceremony. We're both getting somewhat used to dealing with demon stones."

"Really?... you must be growing."

Rosemayne lay her eyes down and groaned in horrible loneliness.

It's been two years.

"... right? What happened to those in Lower Town? If it's been two years, Fathers, I think I'm very worried..."

"The report has not come up here as to what your family is doing. The report that is coming here in Lower Town relations is that the hand pump has started to spread a little bit. As for the family, don't you know what the side servants who keep the workshop are?

"... Later, I'll ask Gil or Fritz. Is the printing industry at a standstill? What happened to Irkner's paper making?

I tell Rosemaine, who grumbles, that Irkner's papermaking is going well, that Volk's contract to buy and sell has been successfully completed, and that Volk had a child during this year's harvest festival.

"You two got a good save, didn't you? Good."

"Then Elvira, concerned about the stagnation of the printing industry you command, started the printing industry in Haldenzel, where she has her own home. For that reason a group called Gutenberg was mobilized in total, going to Haldenzel from spring to autumn this year. I came back after the harvest festival, Benno reported the other day."

"Huh? Your mother's in the printing business?

I nodded deeply to Rosemaine, who rounded her eyes to say she couldn't believe it. Elvira broke my bones trying to expand Rosemaine's printing business as my mother on behalf of me, who was going to be busy getting killed at work.

Elvira is a senior aristocrat, so naturally, she is not familiar with how to do business. For that reason, Benno seemed to have a hard time being unscrupulous, but I was made a little easier.

"You should thank Elvira's mother for her heart"

"Of course, I am grateful to your mother..."

What a subtle look Rosemaine looked up at me. In just a few seconds, Rosemaine, who had said something with her eyes, closes her eyes gently and thinks of something, "Well, come on" face.

"... what, what are you trying to say?

"No, it's nothing. I just thought the sheriff gave you permission a lot."

"Honestly, I couldn't get around to the printing business. If Elvira would replace me, I would never have gone beyond that."

The workload Rosemaine was carrying was not that of a child. That's what I already knew, but it wasn't the amount I could carry on my own, it had to be fairly dispersed around.

Even though it was painful for me just to no longer have a calculating clerk, various rituals, orphanage and workshop operations, and interaction with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce added to my work. It's a workload that makes me want to have a head just for the temple relationship.

Yet, the jetty named Rosemaine was also eliminated, so that it was called to the castle more often. There was also Master Bonifatius, who was loud enough to wake up Rosemaine quickly and say something unscrupulous, not only about Zilvester, but also about preparing the proper trap and raising the evidence of Viscount Gerlach, because the killer was definitely Viscount Gerlach.

And while Rosemayne was asleep, I was taken to training even Eckhardt, who could serve as my assistant, and Rosemayne's escort, who had just begun to divide his work between working on behalf of the Lord, because of Lord Bonifatius' tenacity to train and make him a little stronger. It sucks.

"So did the old Veronicans settle down?

"So far there has been no particular movement within Aerenfest. Viscount Gerlach also cleverly escapes from being caught on the tail. Some people said something unscrupulous about putting up evidence even though I set up a trap, but I did the job in front of me, and I did my best."

"All my work has flown to the Chief Cleric. Good luck. I'll be back as soon as I can from tomorrow.... if this body can handle it, we're talking about"

Surely in this state Rosemaine won't be able to help with her work either. Not if you are slowly following through. You must strike your hand as soon as possible.

"We prevented the return of Georgine. So far, as a territory, I'm trying not to interact with Arlensbach at all, so I won't be able to move there either.... Just so you know. I am concerned that Lamprecht is likely to be a source of unrest next."

"Brother Lamprecht?

I narrow my eyes a little as I reflect on my movements over the last two years.

At the end of the winter two years before Rosemayne fell asleep, Lamprecht went to the House of Lords graduation ceremony to celebrate his lover's graduation. Lamprecht had shown her father difficulty because she was less magical than her lover during school, but Rosemaine taught her tricks of magic compression added a little but more magic during the winter.

"So, did her father admit it?

"That's right. If there's still room for more, it's not bad, they said. Lamprecht returned from the House of Lords. And I filed an application for permission to marry my own father, Calstead and Zilvester"

Ho ho, and Rosemaine's eyes shine to prompt ahead. How can a woman like to talk about someone else's sex affair like this? I don't understand it at all.

After exhaling one sigh, I continue ahead. It's not something Rosemaine would be happy to talk about anyway.

"However, Lamprecht's lover was a senior aristocrat of Arlensbach, so the application was immediately dismissed. I guess he knew he would be rejected because of the Aerenfest situation, too. After all, she just nodded and immediately sent a goodbye letter to her lover."

Even if they say they want to marry each other, marriage will not be formed without the permission of their parents and the permission of their lords. There are various constraints ahead, even if they are allowed by personal emotions until they attend the House of Lords graduation ceremony together. It's not uncommon to graduate from the House of Lords and have a relationship that doesn't last.

"... Brother Lamprecht is Brother Wilfried's escort knight. It will be very difficult to marry the young lady of Arlensbach."

Rosemaine frowned slightly, making a convincing voice.

"Originally, the application was rejected, we sent a goodbye letter, and that was supposed to be it. But Lamprecht's lover seemed to be the lord's niece, and he was asked by Aub Ahrensbach at last spring's Lords' Conference why he rejected the application."

"Wow..."

Asked at the Lords' Conference, Zilvester said he left Aub Arlensbach for all the reasons he could think of, including that there were other nobles in Lamprecht who wanted to marry Arlensbach's daughter; that there were no lords who wanted to spare upstream noble daughters giving birth to powerful children in a time when there were few nobles today; that there was no room for men no matter how much he wanted them to marry in a weaker Aerenfest than in Arlensbach; and that there could be no inequality that would allow them to marry just one.

"But I also think it's going to be involved at this year's Lords' Conference. Therefore, when you enter the House of Lords, be sure to explore the situation in Arlensbach carefully."

"... ha, well, I'll try my best"

In reply to Rosemaine, who seemed completely uninterested, I held back my temples.

"Are you listening, Rosemaine?

"I'm listening, but I don't care about Brother Lamprecht, who has established that he can't marry because of an interregional problem. More than that, what happened to Brigitte and Dermuel?

"... are you more concerned about the marriage of the escort knight than about the marriage of your brother, who is family?

'Cause we don't have the same time together'

I was slightly breathtaking in Rosemaine's words. Even Wilfried and Charlotte were crushing my mind, so I thought if I were in the framework of family, I would automatically be inside Rosemaine's body.

However, Rosemaine's internal consciousness does not stem from the framework of blood and family, but seems to have advantages and disadvantages in interacting with herself. It was the first time anyone or he had been noticed that there was a clear distinction within him as well, in Rosemaine, which handles him inside and inside him more and more.

"What happened to Darmuel's proposal?

"I'm sorry I'm excited, but those two marriages didn't materialize"

"Hey, why!? It was both thoughts, wasn't it!?

Rosemaine opens her eyes in amazement.

"Because Darmuel hoped to continue with your escort knight. I can't help but think about it."

"... there's something about both thoughts that doesn't work"

"Isn't there a lot of things that can't be done because of the surrounding circumstances? You've grown up once, so you know that much, don't you?

"There was a lot to read in the book, but, you know, there wasn't anybody around me that didn't work out with both thoughts."

Oh, well, exhale convincingly. The world she was in is a similarly non-existent world. There were differences in various objects. Common sense seems different in that respect as well.

"There were two paths for their marriage to take place. Either Brigitte, a clan of intermediate landowners aristocrats, loses his identity to the lower aristocrats of the aristocratic district, or Darmuel, the second son of the lower aristocrats, rises to intermediate aristocrats by marriage."

"If Darmuel goes up, it's not a problem at all, is it?

Darmuel's identity rises, and Rosemaine, who casually says, doesn't seem to grasp anything about the internobility at all.

"Fool. That means Darmuel quits the escort knight and enters Irkner. A regular junior knight would have been good nonetheless. In fact, there were some opinions that it would be better to attach more magical intermediate or advanced knights to you than lower nobles would continue to escort knights. But Darmuel is special. It goes too far into your circumstances, and I was saved and pulled up by you. I can't quit on my own until you tell me to."

Third parties, of course, do not know that even the proposed Brigitte has information about when Darmuel was a civilian. When Darmuel turned down Brigitte's offer, the word "waste" was out in people. On the other hand, there was also a voice to honor Darmuel's loyalty.

"So if I quit to Dermuel right now. Say, can you two get married?!?

"It's too late. Brigitte married three men of intermediate nobility who were introduced to Elvira this summer and returned to Ilkner"

To my words, "You're expanding too fast. I don't believe it," Rosemayne muttered with a grumpy face.

If it was to congratulate the two of you, I would applaud Elvira's arms inside when she sees Rosemaine, who was seriously going to dismiss Dermuel, who holds important information about herself, and send him off to Ilkner.

"Speaking of which, your exclusive cook also applied for permission to marry me. If it wasn't for you, the Lord again, I wouldn't be able to give you permission, so I'm putting it on hold. We're done here before you do."

"... Spring has finally arrived in Hugo too"

"Congratulations," growled Rosemayne with a face that looked like a failed attempt to laugh. That's the same face you said earlier when you said your surroundings were too different and scary.

"I would be more familiar with your side of the service when it comes to orphanages and workshops. I think you should leave your report to me."

"... Yes"

I often worried about what was wrong with Rosemaine, who showed obvious tension and strained her face. I know many people who have used Jurevé, but it was for every season from ten days. I honestly don't know how Rosemaine feels confused by the changes around her because I don't know anyone who's been asleep for years and there's no change in Rosemaine from me.

Instead, I know better the mood for flanking service that I've always been worried about when I'd wake up and really wake up.

"Rosemaine, I don't know what you're afraid of, but your side of the service was all waiting for you to wake up. They were cutting up the Temple Chief's office, the orphanage, the workshop, following the instructions you left behind. I worked hard to make you happy when you woke up. [M] Don't be afraid of their growth, but work hard."

"Yes."

Rosemayne chuckled as she replied. It was the Rosemaine look I always knew.