Ascendance of a Bookworm

I've finished my sitting class in the morning. I'm free in the morning, so I want to go to the library, but it's not yet a promised day with Solange. I hate the attitude of doing things in this House of Lords order of grades at times like this. Because you want so much and they wait for you.

... Two more days to go! Somebody give me a book!

Ooh, moaning, I called on the freshman year to start making references for next year together. If we preview it this way, we won't have to struggle this much next year.

"Please put it together carefully. I'll buy it if I can."

"Yes!"

Intermediate and lower aristocracy replies are good, but upper aristocracy is badly nori.

"Dear Rosemayne, I'm here to help you, but I'd like you not to think I liked to do something like a junior aristocrat like save your own money"

... ho ho? Is it the lower aristocracy that makes money on its own? It's not like I like it, is it?

"Though I earn my own money, even my lord's adopted daughter?

"... ah"

"Without all that money, we couldn't have handed out sweets in the children's room, or prepared multiple pieces of printed material for the children's room. Even if you know you're going to spend money, you don't know how hard it is to make money, you're just going to spend your parents' money, right? You should study a little more about money."

"... sorry"

I apologize with my mouth, but I am not wrong, and my eyes and expression say. Is this the standard for senior aristocrats?

I saw Wilfried.

"Brother Wilfried, is this the way all senior nobles think?

"... right. I don't think I have the idea of making my own money because I live on revenues from land and annual salaries from lords. I was also taught by the lead Osvalt on the distribution of the budget I would be given, but I wouldn't have thought that if I hadn't run a children's room in the winter instead of Rosemaine, Rosemaine would be making her own money and increasing her budget"

Wilfried couldn't even continue to prepare the treats for much longer on their own budget, and when he went to ask the clergyman who was managing my budget to bear the burden of the treats, he heard that even if they were asleep, there were more budgets available to me. Until then, he never thought about increasing his budget.

"But shallow imitations like running to make money don't look like senior nobles."

"You don't know that Geebe Haldenzel is a senior nobleman by expanding the papermaking and printing industries I do in my territory?

"Geebe Haldenzel!?

Your mother's home is a senior aristocrat. There's no way I don't know. I nodded cocklessly to the senior nobleman, who opened his eyes like a little.

"Running a land is about moving civilians, not yourself, to make money. You can't be a profit-sensitive nobleman if you seem to deny it from your head, such as making money. We need to be able to figure out how to make money like a senior aristocrat."

"Move others, not yourself...?

"Yep. Now I am not making my own prints and making books. Ink, picture books, cartas, cards and pumps are all objects made by those who work in the workshop. But every time they make it and sell it, I have money in it. So even when I'm asleep, I have a budget, and I can make people make sweets, buy information, ask everyone for copies, get books."

I intend to have information and copies done by paying the price, but the awareness of senior nobility may make it difficult to gather information on senior nobility. Before that, it is difficult to be cut off from copying or gathering information as shallow. There may be fewer people to cooperate with.

In order for me to get a little more copies, I can't do it unless I manage to change my consciousness or be willing to make aggressive money.

... I need to make senior aristocrats need to make money.

Mmm, thinking, I will do my utmost to make a reference book. As I worked so hard to put it together, 4 bells rang and the upper classmates came back.

... you want your senior students to help you with your copy, not just your freshman year.

It's more efficient to move more than 60 people, including even upper classes, than to make a copy with eight first-year students. And I also want senior nobles to work more than just lower nobles. In that case, we must demonstrate the benefits regarding working. Is there anything I have that senior aristocrats would like to obtain even if they earn their own money?

"What's wrong with looking a lot harder, princess?

"Richarda, is there anything I have that I really want from a senior nobleman?

"Isn't that how magic compresses? Darmuel, an adult junior knight, is stretching his magic to the point of sight. The more Angelica, an intermediate knight apprentice who has learned how to compress the princess during her growing years, uses her physical enhancement to become a loving apprentice of Master Bonifatius, the more magical her advanced knight apprentice Cornelius tries to stand alongside Master Calstead if only by magic. Students in the House of Lords will want to know soon enough."

I heard there was more magic, more stretching, but I didn't think that was it. This is going to be very good bait.

At the lunch table, where all gathered, I proclaimed it a grave announcement, and gathered my attention and proclaimed it.

"If you want to know how to compress my magic, you will earn it yourself, whether you are a senior nobleman or a lord candidate"

"Ha!?

Beginning with Wilfried, the senior nobles of the same faction who should be able to teach us how to compress magic hardened with surprise faces.

"There are many ways to make money in the House of Lords, if you're going to collect information, if you're going to make a copy, if you're going to collect demonic stones and materials and sell them to someone. In consideration for teaching how to compress, the senior nobility is to have two large gold coins, the intermediate nobility is to have eight small gold coins and the lower nobility is to have two small gold coins paid. From the second member of the same family, it will be half the price, so you can pay your parents half the price."

"Aren't you too harsh on senior aristocrats, then!

After looking around like a wolf, the higher nobles dispute me.

"Advanced aristocrats have a lot of magic, tutored, and favor both practical skills and seating. Besides, a lot of magic is better for defeating demons and getting demon stones, right? I think it's a reasonable difference, because even lower nobles have to pay their own library registration fees."

Brother Cornelius, who already knew how to compress magic, frowned inexplicably among the students changing their complexion to a sudden proclamation.

"Dear Rosemayne, why did you suddenly do that? Did you have anything in the morning?

"The senior aristocrats don't seem to know how hard it is to make money, so I thought you'd actually experience it. If you don't know how hard it is to make money, you're not angry when you say it's shallow."

Who said, and as the search for the killer began, I advised him, "You should make a copy to make money aggressively."

"If you could make money writing a book, it would seem intelligent and senior noble, wouldn't it?

It seems that Hartmoot, who realized that I had no intention of turning my opinions over, gently flaunted his shoulders.

"If we're going to feed on the magic compression method, senior nobility has to move too. It's wonderful to be able to return the interest to those who rambled, to have a consciousness reform about the money of senior nobility, and finally, to have the books that you want, Master Rosemaine. You don't have to do anything, you can keep everything you want in your hand."

Haltmoot narrowed his eyes pleasantly after saying so.

If you use ink for vegetable paper and vegetable paper instead of parchment paper to keep prices down and mobilize students into copies using money and magic compression methods as bait, the number of books you get is cheaper and more books you get out of step compared to writing your own tricks or buying them normally.

"Now, I will gather information and copies to show my loyalty to Rosemayne."

"Hartmoot, don't you have an aversion to making money?

"It's more of a sense of getting a legitimate consideration than making money. Because, as always, as a senior nobleman, I only use the relationships I have cultivated to gather information. And all you have to do is hire people and make them make copies. I don't do things that make me desperate and make me money."

With Haltmut saying that senior aristocrats should make money like senior aristocrats, the complaint is no longer any more.

At the end of a noisy lunch, there are practical techniques for creating a horseman in the afternoon. Women must change their clothes so that they can cross the horseman.

After lunch I was forced to change by Richarda and Rezelator. It is my first riding beast outfit. A culotto with a long flickering hem that looks like a skirt if it stands normally.

"The princess's riding beast doesn't have to be dressed to ride. I didn't need beast riding clothes, but I used them in the House of Lords, so I made them."

"You can't just go skirting alone while everyone's dressed."

I have to get dressed, take the demon stone for the horseman, and head to the afternoon practical moves. I snag a metal ornament with demonic stones onto a belt tightened from above the culot and lower it to my hips.

Though the learning room was different, Philine, who creates a horseman the same way in the same freshman year, was also dressed in horseman clothing. And a leather bag with demonic stones is lowered on its hips, stroking it from the top of the bag looking important.

"It must have been tough to dye the Demon Stone, right?

When I created the Horse Beast, I was deprived of quite a lot of magic by the Stone. I think it was a pretty tough task for Philine, a junior aristocrat and not yet compressed the magic once.

To my words Philine tilted her neck properly.

"Why is it so hard?

"... Huh?

According to Filine, the nobility is given magic equipment and demonic stones at birth. They say the magic equipment absorbs magic and puts it in the magic stone. With the magic apparatus of not accepting anything other than the magic of the first person to register, parents, of course, eliminate the danger that brothers and side-services will be ruined by touching demonic stones. If you don't use that, it seems likely that someone else's magic will mix with the Demon Stone.

They accumulate little by little every time the magic is about to overflow in the demonic stones put inside that magic apparatus, and they will use the dyed demonic stones in the House of Lords.

... Every child needs magic equipment, and they accumulate more than ten years, so even demon stones need many per person. It'll cost you money.

I've never known it before. What do ordinary aristocratic children do with the magic that overflows in the growth phase? A nobleman who can't prepare his magic equipment puts his children in the temple.

"Was Master Rosemaine different?

"I grew up in a temple, so I was basically devoting my magic."

"Huh? So how did you prepare the demon stone for the horseman?

You grew up in the temple until the christening ceremony, right, and Filine rounds her eyes.

"I dyed it by pouring magic directly into the demonic stone that Master Ferdinand gave me."

"... that was tough. You'll be able to do it because you're a senior aristocrat, Lady Rosemaine. I can't."

... Oh well. I don't have enough aristocratic common sense here. Let's keep it as quiet as possible.

When you leave the dorm and split up with the Philinees, you head with the escort knights to the small hall. "As I waited until I picked you up," he gave me the usual attention, and I went inside with Wilfried and the senior aristocrats.

Everyone gathered inside the small hall has a demonic stone dyed to each of them, showing each other what demonic stone it has become. Wilfried also took out his demon stone as he seemed to be good at it.

"Rosemaine's demon stone is light yellow, but my demon stone is light green"

"Wow, that's true"

Differences in color are heavily related to the attributes of magic. I am neither yellow nor golden in color, perhaps the strongest in the attributes of wind or light. Of all the attributes Vilfleet has, I guess the water attributes are the strongest.

And the more attributes I have, the lighter the color; I am a light yellow with seven attributes, and Vilfleet with six attributes is slightly darker green than I am. I remember Darmuel's demonic stone, which had only the aptitude of the wind, was quite dark yellow.

"Yes, yes, quiet!

It looks like a female teacher in her mid-40s or so named Flaurelm will be teaching today. It features a slightly elevated kinky voice, overall thin, seems to have a high temper, and the atmosphere is twisted. Apparently, he was the dormitory director in Arlensbach, and he looked a lot more loving to the students in Arlensbach.

"We're going to start today with a practice of instilling magic and deforming demonic stones. Pour your magic into the Stone and change its size."

Looks like we're going to start somewhere to change the size of the Demon Stone, just like when the Cleric Chief was teaching us.

For me, I can already change the size, and it's easy. However, because of this opportunity, for the practice of controlling magic, I try to change the size while sneaking off the magic fixture on my left arm and pouring it into the Demon Stone.

It is still difficult to instill a little magic.

... in a bucket! Not really, at least, I wish I could go from the faucet on the tap to about a potato.

Practice seeing your fingertips in the faucet of the tap so that you can adjust the amount of magic. And then I'm used to serving, and I'm a little unfamiliar with recovering my magic that I put in the Demon Stone, so I also practice recovering my magic from the Demon Stone together.

As my surroundings practiced changing size, I worked hard to practice control.

"If you are now free to change the size, let's change it to the shape of a horseman. We often use animals used for the crest of your home, and we see many horse-shaped riding beasts, given the ease of riding."

In the words of Flaurelm began to emerge children struggling to take the form of a horseman. Wilfried seems pretty used to handling magic in two years, and his practical skills on magic are progressing fast.

"I make it a lion. He's the son of a lord. But a horseman as soft as a rosemaine horseman might be good"

Mummy, frowning, Wilfried pours his magic into it. It took a lot of time, but it took the form of a lion.

"You look a lot like Master Ferdinand's horseman."

"If you try to refer to your father's riding beast, you'll be a three-headed lion. My uncle's riding beast was the easiest example."

"Speaking of which, the adopted father's riding beast I saw once, you were a lion with three heads. Your adoptive father is using an unusual horseman, isn't he?

"I don't think Father wants to be told he's changed."

As Wilfried put it, my Lesser Bus is cute and convenient and I think it's the best, though it may be a little different from the standards here.

"Number 13! Don't have a chat, seriously create a horseman!

I stared at my demonic stone, freaking out at the kinky fury. May I let out a little of the horseman here who is said to be changing?

Troubled, he thought I was skipping. Flaurelm came over here to cut the wind with his shoulders and raised his tung and jaw.

"Come on, make it quick"

When I gently clasped my shoulders, I let out a single Lesser Bus as usual. When I saw the Lesser Bus, which was ready to board, I laughed out after the nobles of the other realm rounded their eyes.

"What, that?

"I can't ride if it's that expensive. How the hell are you gonna ride that?

"It's an unusual horseman."

"Oh, you look adorable. Though I don't find it practical."

Although the Lesser Bus is laughed at as a weird horseman, it is mainly about form, and there is no name "Grune" out among the clergymen and knights. "How did you turn the Warcraft into a horseman?" The word does not rise.

"... Until now, I've often been called a warcraft."

"The freshman year didn't exorcise the Warcraft, so he doesn't know. Neither do I."

I see, and nodding, only one, Flaurelm, changed his complexion and groaned, "Grunt". Exactly. Apparently the teacher knew Grune existed.

"... Dear Rosemaine! Creating a horseman is not a game. Take it seriously!

Yelling with a kink and an ear-piercing voice, I accidentally glanced. I don't know why they yell at me. I'm not going to play anything else.

"Though I am extremely serious."

"Where is it serious? I also don't feel a shard of seriousness when it comes to making Grune a horseman. I will not admit such a horseman. Turn it off immediately."

And he said unto me, Turn it off without my head, and I was mushed. Sure, it may look different, but the challenge of building a horseman is met, and my lesser bus is amazing. I'm not going to turn it off.

"As you may say, Dr. Fraurelm, my horseman is so much better than the other horseman. I'm not going to erase it."

"What is so good about a horseman that mimics such a warcraft!?

"You don't have to go out of your way to change into riding beast clothes, or you can put a large number of people on it"

That's what I said, I changed the single-passenger lesser bus to a microbus size.

I can see that everyone around me opened their eyes slightly to the Lesser Bus, which suddenly changed its size. The same goes for Wilfried and the rest of Aerenfest.

On second thought, I feel like the solo Lesser Bus was riding around in castles and dorms, but didn't show any larger sizes.

"My horseman is free to change his size."

I will freely change my size with extra magic. Flaurelm peeled his eyes when he strained his chest to Flaurelm staring at the Lesser Bus without words.

"How do you mean to fly in the sky with such a horseman? Isn't there a feather too!

"My Lesser can fly properly."

I took the Lesser Bus back to its solo size and boarded. "Yeah!?" and as his surprise rose, he ran through the small hall in the Lesser Bus, running through the air.

"Hih, it's insane!

The actual skill of creating a horseman is forced to end with Flaurelm blowing bubbles and falling, who shouted so. Flaurelm was carried out by the knights, instead declaring the end of today's lecture and the carry-over to the next, while Hirshur, who was summoned, narrowed his eyes in a grumpy manner.

And I will be called to Hirshur, as he and his students depart from the small hall. "I'm just going to listen to the details," Hirschühl turned back to me, making Vilfleet go home first, worried.

"Come on, Lady Rosemayne's horseman who unconscious Flaurelm, let me take a closer look. My conditioning was interrupted and failed when I received the call. Forgive me for that, will you?

"Yes, of course."

"Oh, this man is definitely the chief cleric's master," he realised to a smile that closely resembled his smile when the chief cleric was awesome.

And the actual move the next afternoon is magic compression. Since many teachers will be mobilized for magic compression, the freshman year will be divided into half, with one performing court manipulation and one performing magic compression.

I am magical compression, but Filine will perform the practical skill of court manipulation.

Nearly ten teachers lined up, Flaurelm, who collapsed yesterday, was also resurrected, as was Hirshur.

"As your body grows, your magic keeps increasing. Naturally, the size of vessels that store magic will also vary. By accumulating as much magic in the vessel as possible at that time, you can promote the growth of the vessel. If you can learn magic compression for everyone whose body is growing up to be an adult, you can also promote the growth of vessels."

At the end of Hirschühl's explanation, Flaurelm came forward.

"The magnitude of magic is the most important element for the nobility. By the end of our growth, we must increase our magic as much as possible. There is a time limit for magic compression to work. You have to face it seriously!

The other teacher raised the magic equipment in his hand high and showed it.

"First, use this magic tool to find out the intensity of everyone's magic. After putting magic equipment on your wrist and measuring the first magic power value, you try compression and find out how compressed you could have been. If you can compress at all, that concludes the lecture on magic compression. In the future, we will have to work individually to compress it. We can only be taught the first way."

... I mean, I have to compress more than I do now? Ooh.

As I held my head, a teacher lined up before began to state in turn how each compressed.

"Right. It feels like you're draining water from fruit juice, and it feels like you're retreating excess from magic."

"I try to gather the blurred and spreading magic in the middle."

"Compression of magic is similar to boiling a drug solution."

"Just push, push, push"

Each compression method is described one after the other, but I think this will be unnecessarily confusing. Students who were actually being taught had a decent face.

"The important thing is to find a way that works for you, and you'll never be forced to. It can be life-threatening."

"But you can't compress magic if you can't do it somewhat. You have to beat the magic inside you."

Vilfleet, who was listening to the teachers' explanations, frowned a little puzzlingly.

"What are you talking about? After all, what am I supposed to do?

"It sounds chigu, but if you're actually trying to compress magic, you haven't said one thing wrong. It's efficient to push your magic into it in a way that's right for you, and if you don't feel like it and force it to pack, it won't be compression. But if you can't stand yourself too much, you lose your life. I asked Master Ferdinand that there would be more than one teacher per person to reduce the danger."

Wilfried swallowed cockroaches and spits in my words. Look at me, holding my own hand tightly.

"... how do they do it?

"Well, if you're in the first phase, you won't have a problem telling me. I have a vessel in me that keeps my magic stored. We pack magic in the cucumber so much that the lid doesn't close in it, and it feels like we're forced to put the lid on it and lock it so the magic doesn't come out"

"Ho..."

"The way to compress ahead is the Rosemaine formula, which is a secret."

Ugh, and laughing at me, Wilfried said, "You think this is the first stage? How many stages are there?" I peeled my eyes off.

"It's three stages. Master Ferdinand tried the third stage and said he was feeling sick because he was drunk."

"Um, uncle says you're gonna feel bad?

Me and Wilfried were called when Wilfried's face was stretched out.