Ascendance of a Bookworm

When you leave the library, there is a corridor that leads to the specialized wing for civilian and side-servicing. Tell me and the civilian and side-service apprentices near the side of Wilfried to head to their respective specialty buildings, and I will head to the center of the main building in my freshman year with Richarda and the knight apprentice.

Filine and the others enter the classroom used by the lower aristocrats, and Lauderich and the others enter the classroom used by the intermediate aristocrats.

And the Lordship Candidate is a small hall as usual, but the senior aristocrats headed to another classroom. Because court practice requires different things for each class, and we see the details, today we are senior aristocrats and lord candidates with different classrooms.

"I'll pick you up later"

After getting to the small hall, the Knight Apprentice and Richarda say so and leave. Me and Wilfried went inside.

"That's a much more motivated face, Rosemaine"

"Isn't that natural? In order for me to make my way to the library, I have to pass the lecture a little early. I'm going to pass this court maneuver by the end of the day."

Just visiting the library prevented me from reading a single book. I will win anything and let it cage in the library.

"I will die in my lecture."

"... um, it's good to work hard"

"I don't think it's going to be so good," Wilfried muttered, sitting in chair number 13.

"What is required in freshman court practice is greeting and behaving at a tea party. Tea parties will be held to interact with other territories as you complete the various lectures. You know that, don't you? We are expected to develop common courtesy so that we do not feel uncomfortable with each other at that time."

Sometimes even if you are learning a single manoeuvre in your previous education, it may be loosely collapsing in each territory, or Lordship candidates may not be used to giving thanks because they are at the top. For this reason, a teacher named Primvale said in the House of Lords that he was invited to a royal tea party that was superior to his own, so as to confirm his practice in the court and help him in the future.

Since the practical skill of court practice mimics a tea party, greetings to the setting teacher, the organizer's royalty, as well as the content of the conversation, facial expressions, how to eat and drink, will be checked by the three teachers in a variety of ways. To do a detailed check, it was to be done, divided into a lord candidate from top to 10th and a lord candidate from 11th to bottom.

"Now let's start with the top Lordship candidates"

To the words of Primvale, a top lord candidate rose. At first I greet the organizers who invited me to the Tea Party. This must begin with the superior. I guess we all have experience. Always in order, without any particular appearance of feeling, greetings began.

Philine told me, "The teachers of court manipulation were laid back, more gentle, and no one would fail much," so I sat down in a relaxed mood at first and watched the top lord candidates.

"Please try again"

"... Huh?

At the point of the first greeting, successive failures are made. Primvale, who receives greetings, opened his mouth with a quiet nickel and a laugh, in an unspoken atmosphere.

"Lordship candidates who may be invited from the royal family to the Tea Party will have trouble with that attitude. In particular, the next Lords will always have meals and tea parties with royalty at the Lords' Conference. Keep your head down."

I'm not wrong about what I'm saying, but a one-shot pass is going to be tougher than expected. As I stretched out my spine, I put myself in and stared at the upper lord candidate. Honestly, I have no idea what's wrong with a model greeting and it's dropped.

After being made to start over at least once a person starts a tea party with a squeaky atmosphere somewhere.

... It's like a compression interview.

I let them do it over and over again, and I remembered the gaze of the job exam interviewer at the look of Primvale watching the students react quietly.

... Lordship candidates are at the top of the territory, so do you even see them in their reactions when they are unscrupulous to the royalty?

We looked a little further away, so we didn't even know what the conversation was about at the tea party. But as of the greeting, I know the kid who was forced to do it all over again has constricted. They seem anxious to hear me say I'm failing again, and I'm looking around busily to see if I'm doing what I'm doing wrong.

"Tough."

Blur and Vilfreet muttered in a small voice. After the greeting, I don't hear the words "start over" at all. Instead, the side servants standing behind the teachers were writing it down for whatever reason. From what I can tell, it seems better to think of other sidekicks as being like interviewers.

"The thread spinning of the day by Drefangua, the goddess of time, seems to have been very smooth."

With the words Primvale meant, "Fun time is something that goes by very quickly," he announced the end of the tea party. A farewell greeting will be given, and the top lord candidates will come and sit with a tired face to the chair where we were sitting.

New treats and teas began to be prepared one after the other so that the side servants could clean up the tea party and carry out our practical skills as the lower lord candidates.

In the meantime, the teachers will present their assessment to the top lord candidates with the wooden plaque they were letting their side servants write.

"Number 9, don't forget the elegance. Watch your fingertips."

"I'm sorry"

"Number three, don't just talk about yourself, and don't listen to your surroundings."

"Number two is the Lord's Candidate of the Great Territories, so please be a little more dignified"

"Number 7 is..."

As far as listening to one assessment after another from the three teachers, I felt it was important not to lose my aristocracy. Don't atrophy at the compression interview, it feels like they say.

As I have been told ever since I began to live as a nobleman, always with a spare smile on my chest, never leaning down. Remember elegance and take a good look around.

... Just do as your mother taught you, and you'll be fine.

"Dear Vilfleet No. 13, Dear Rosemayne"

By the time they called, the exam had already begun. Job exams said that waiting times and even entry were in the scoring range.

I stretched out my spine so that my posture looked as beautiful as possible, and I laughed nicely and offered my hand toward Wilfried. "Come on, escort me," he looked at his outstretched hand, and for a moment he was a round eyed vilfried, but he immediately takes my hand and escorts me.

If you don't escort me, it will be difficult for me to stand gracefully out of my chair right now.

Escorted by Wilfried, I turned to say hello before Primvale. It's Wilfried who says hello first. Kneel, cross your hands in front of your chest, and drool your neck.

"Allow me to pray for blessings to the tough sorted and rare encounter of AVILLIBE, God of Life"

"Please try again"

Again, so Wilfried lowered his eyes lightly and greeted him again. Let him do two more redos while Primvale quietly sees how it goes. I could see that Wilfried bit his back teeth with regret.

"Master Wilfried is ready."

Instruct Primvale to flutter and wave with a light sigh and leave the scene. Wilfried stood up quietly and left the spot.

In the place where Wilfried has retreated, I will move on and out next. I gaze at Primvale watching this one quietly, smiling once and then kneeling politely. And I crossed my hands in front of my chest.

"Allow me to pray for blessings to the tough sorted and rare encounter of AVILLIBE, God of Life"

"Please try again"

"Yes, sir."

Deepen your loving laughter like a sales smile and I greet you once more with special care.

"Allow me to pray for blessings to the tough sorted and rare encounter of AVILLIBE, God of Life"

"I forgive you."

I pass in one redo, and I head to my tea party seat. Wilfried, who waited for me as an escort, whispered and grumbled remorsefully, "You can pass that one redo," he said.

"The trick is to think of them as royalty, not teachers"

"Though you think?

Turning forward, without breaking my smile, I whisper and advise Wilfried. Wilfried tilted his neck like he wasn't sure.

As Primvale said, Wilfried, who rarely deals with those who are superior to himself, thinks of the teacher as royal, even though he is meant to know it by his head, he does not.

"Mr. Wilfried's seat is here."

A single teacher called me, and Vilfleet tried to reflex to you.

I grabbed Wilfried's arm for a long time and deepened my nickel and grin. "Are you willing to throw out your escort?" He went through with the silent question.

Raising his hand gently toward the teacher to guide me to my seat, Wilfried began to advance his feet.

The teachers, as well as the sidekick, cannot discuss the trick too loudly while everyone is looking around. Is there any way to say it to Wilfried in as short a word as possible?

Unlike those who are truly top lord candidates and have few opponents to bow their heads to, Wilfried has made various failures, and at first he was able to thank the clergyman who hated him so much. If I could get that out, I don't think it would be that hard to complete this practice.

"Brother Wilfried, this tea party is watched by Master Ferdinand"

The moment I whispered small, Wilfried's spine stretched out. Her gaze is fixed in front with a smile, but tension is rising to explore her surroundings.

Seems to have worked pretty well.

"This seems to be my seat. Thank you, Brother Wilfried."

I thank Wilfried for escorting me to my seat and laugh nicholly, "Good luck at this rate". Unlike earlier, Wilfried returned a confident grin and headed to his seat.

"Master Rosemayne, come in."

Katari and the sidekick pulled a seat for me. And I saw the height of the chair, and narrowed my eyes slightly. It's not like you can't sit if you try, but it's too expensive to sit gracefully no matter what you think.

I look up to my sidekick, put my hand on my cheek, and lean my neck, "I'm in trouble." I've been using Fran in a lot of places, starting with Fran. The educated can't possibly not understand it as a side service.

But the sidekick also did not try to lift me to the chair, just to lean his neck slightly again.

... Is this also a form of exam?

I think as if I were in trouble. What would be the best solution here? I wish you'd lifted me to the chair properly, but apparently they're seeing reactions to the careless sidekick.

Climbing a chair here is totally out, and asking a fool honestly, "I can't sit alone, so raise me to the chair," is not the word and deed the lord's maid deserves. You can't say "I can't".

... Is it the right thing to do, or is it the right thing to say about a complaint against a sidekick? They're set to be royal, aren't they? Hmm.

After staring at each other for a while, I realized that I was the only one not able to sit in my seat. As well as the Lords candidates who are coming to the Tea Party, I can see the top Lords candidates who have already finished their practical skills staring at this one.

"What's wrong, Master Rosemaine?

I looked back at the voice of Primvale, the organizer who asked me how this was going, as if I were in trouble.

"Dr. Primvale, I heard that this tea party envisages a royal tea party, is that correct?

"Yeah, that's for sure."

With that said, Primvale grinned intriguingly and glistened. This must probably be the most important issue for me.

Then you would be right to remain aristocratic and stand idyllic. I am an invited guest of the royal family. There is no need for me to distract you for your side service.

"Are you still unfamiliar with this side service, Dr. Primvale? I'm a little surprised, but don't scold her too hard."

Never let an organizer know about an invitee because it's rude. Who to invite, what to like, what to do with the seating order, what to do with the individual, every tea party my mother said so many times, carefully teaching me to prepare what I needed and to be careful with the side servants who work on the table on the same day. The lapse of the side service in contact with the customer is equal to the lapse of the Lord.

The organizers must know that my body is smaller than my surroundings at this tea party, making it difficult for me to sit in a chair. We have to make sure there's no inconvenience on top of that.

I said, "You're unfamiliar with side service," a word that points out that organizers are failing to gather information, are inadequately contacted about side service, or have no power to align quality side service. "Isn't this tea party a little out of hand? is equal to saying."

Primvale rang the little bell at hand, saying, "Well, what do you mean," telling me to back off to the sidekick pulling my seat. Soon another side servant will come and make me sit in a chair.

By just ringing the bell and finishing all the responses, Primvale had a decent collection of information, as well as contacting the sidelines. That aspect of serving the individual seemed to be of poor quality, I let it show.

"Thank you for your unfamiliar service, Master Rosemaine."

"I don't care. It's hard to get quality service these days."

Let me sit in my chair, and I laughed gracefully and showed it. It caught my eye that the sidekick standing behind Primvale wrote something.

Then the tea party started, but I responded, thinking that this was like a group discussion that included food and drink. I tried my best to shake the topic unmistakable to a child who was silently drinking tea, hammering a child who would wave a hot valve to appeal, and lifting the organizer on the topic of sweets and tea.

There is a tiny part of me that can see my ability to cope with small scratches and rashes along the way, and I look around and think about what I would do.

Unlike greetings, Wilfried smiled and cut through, although there were occasions where he was provoked as well. Seems to have worked pretty well on the phrase "the chief priest is watching".

"The winners of this pass are Master Wilfried and Master Rosemaine at number 13. You won't have a problem getting invited to a tea party in the House of Lords."

Me and Wilfried were the only ones who passed the practical skill of court manipulation. I got a pass from Primvale.

In anticipation of hopping up and wanting to rejoice, I stopped to deepen my smile.

"I'm afraid so."

I still feel Primvale's gaze. I repeated in my heart, "It is an exam until I return home," and returned to the dormitory, mindful of a thorough movement.

"Me, I passed the court manipulation!

At the same time as the front door of the dorm closed, I reported to Richarda with a full smile. To my voice, the proximities that surrounded me are frightened, and the proximities of Wilfried speak softly as if they cared for their Lord.

"Is Master Wilfried...?

"I passed, too. Thanks to Rosemaine. Without that word, it would probably have failed"

That's what Wilfried said in a smudged tone. Richarda blinks a few times about how it caught her interest.

"Wilfried boy, what did the princess say?

I just said, "Master Ferdinand has seen it."

"Well!"

For two years, on my behalf, Vilfleet held the presidency of the children's room in winter and the temple events for prayer ceremonies and harvest festivals. Meanwhile, Richarda laughed, knowing the struggles of Wilfried, who didn't like it but had to go out with the clergyman.

"Boy, I told you everything would be fed sooner or later, but it seemed a lot quicker"

"Uhm."

When I finished dressing, I watched everyone make reference books in the multi-purpose hall and refrained from buying information, etc. When I write a reference book, I decide to leave it as much as possible because it will deprive the lower aristocracy of its work. To the point of pointing out cluttered words and strange language.

I decided to set up measures for future lectures in the midst of everyone's trial and error in trying to make money. What can I do to get to the library as soon as possible?

You have completed the court manoeuvre, so the remaining practical moves are service dance, music, horseback and the acquisition of Starp.

As for the dedication dance, I don't think that level will be demanded because it's just practice this year anyway. I can dance all the way, so let's not forget it or review it. It will be important to be careful not to pray to God so as not to cause extra noise.

As far as music is concerned, the teachers are also invited to tea parties, so I am sure they consider the criteria to be fulfilled. Then why don't we negotiate if we can't get a pass in exchange for a new song show?

The Riding Beast will begin with the continuation of the previous one, as Flaurelm has fallen and been interrupted. According to Hirschühl, I don't think it would be a problem because he said he would pass if he could eventually go outside with a horseman and go all the way around the House of Lords grounds.

... If Dr. Flaurelm doesn't fall, maybe, it's okay.

I think it would be easy if you worried about Dr. Fraurelm, who fell last time, and Dr. Hirschühl came to lecture on horseback as an aid. But I don't think Hillsur, who wants to be caged in the lab, would bring in such an extra job. If I were to ask for it, I would need to present the corresponding benefits.

... and tomorrow, get a stamp...

All freshmen are supposed to get into what they call the deepest part of the year. So they have to pick up a demonic stone called the "will of God," which will be the primary stone of Sturp. I was worried that I would be able to collect them, but Brother Cornelius said, "I'm fine. I can definitely pick it," he said. "If you go on the spot, you'll see," he says.

It's just not the end of collecting raw stones. They have to create a stamp and learn how to use it basically. It doesn't seem so difficult though.

"Is Master Rosemaine here?

Hillsur jumped into the dorm where he had some purpose in passing the lecture. I feel like I often come to the dorm for what my classmates said "I'm a dorm warden who only comes to the dorm first and last".

I blinked when I saw Hirshur entering the multi-purpose hall.

"What will it be today?

"Earlier, I heard from a student after the lecture that he revived Schwartz and Weiss? How did you do that? No one but the Lord could touch them inadvertently."

That's what Hirschühl said as he folded up with an excited face. Apparently he has been accidentally repelled by Schwartz and Weiss. I've learned the effects of amulets in unexpected places.

Nevertheless, students in the browsing room should not have known who revived Aerenfest. Why did you think I brought you back to life?

Hirschühl flaunted his shoulders with his natural face to my doubts.

"If you hear that the first-year Aerenfest students were looking around the library in a group and walking around to be guided by a big black and white Schmill, you'll soon know whose work it was. It is up to Master Rosemaine to do such an insane thing. I have not received any reports in Ordonanz."

"... I didn't think that moving Schwartz and Weiss was something that annoyed Dr. Hillsur's hands, and I had no idea that I was obliged to report it"

As far as Hirschühl's somewhat exciting purple eyes are concerned, I feel more right about studying Schwartz and Weiss than about wanting to keep track of things as a dorm warden.

As the new Lord, I must protect Schwartz and Weiss.

Schwartz and Weiss aren't getting out of the library.

"... with the Lord, you can leave, right?

"I don't like it because Dr. Hillsur is going to break it down."

And as I narrowed my eyes, I laughed, and Hirshul said, Alas, I hate it.

"I can't believe it's decomposition, don't say something bad about people. I can just take my clothes off a little bit."

"... do you have a hobby for Dr. Hillsur to take off her magic gear clothes?

Perverts, or when I heightened my vigilance, Hirshur gave me a bitter look.

"I am a teacher who makes magic equipment exclusively. Isn't it natural that you want to know more about magic equipment that hasn't been conveyed by the method? To the best of my knowledge, Schwartz and Weiss seem to have something to do with manufacturing in the area covered in clothing. I want to see that with these eyes."

I'm saying it with a teacher-like crisp face, which means I just want to take it off. My worries had come to pass.

"I am primarily obliged to protect Schwartz and Weiss. Without them, Dr. Solange's library work would be very difficult."

Hirschühl narrows his eyes and distorts his thin brow. And, as the clergyman often does when he thinks about it, he began to tap his temples lightly with a ton at his fingertips.

... The Chief Cleric may have shifted Dr. Hillsur's habits.

Inside, laughing puppily, I raised my jaw so hard that Hirshur raised the edge of my lips about what I came up with.

"Dear Rosemaine, surely... the new Lord needed to give you new clothes, didn't he?

"... what are you talking about?

I don't know how far Hillsur knows what he's been in the House of Lords for years. Hirshur deepened his grin, even though I flushed with loving laughter, but gained certainty with only a moment of bewilderment.

"Let me not accompany you to the place where you measure and change. Of course, I will not touch my hands or take them off."

Hirshur deepened his grin when he was not taking it off with his own hands, but felt the perverse smell of telling him to accompany him to the bathroom.

"That way, I can be in charge of Lord Rosemaine with my remaining magical skills."

"Huh?"

"If you don't pass everything, you won't be able to get into the library, will you? At a time when Flaurelm is neglecting us, it's a long way from passing in the practice of horsemanship."

... It's the devil! Here is a demon who invites his students to a bad path!

After a while of defense, I was defeated by the devil's temptation to make it convenient until graduation.