Ascendance of a Bookworm

When the guardians took me to my adoptive father's office to talk to him, and I sat in the middle in a chair prepared with a potpound, I looked around at the three guardians who surrounded me in a temper and a cold sweat.

... Uh-huh, I'm surrounded by scary faces.

"Pay people. Me, Calstead and Ferdinand are the only ones who can listen to you from Rosemayne"

"Dear Zilvester, don't you need someone to supplement what happened or explain while the princess was down?

"After listening to Rosemaine, listen if you need to. Now back off."

"Yes, sir."

My adoptive father, who was also deeply engraved between the frowns, ordered my side to leave the room. He looks at me worried, and Richarda and the others leave.

... hey, don't leave me!

I was already in the mood to cry when I looked ruthlessly at the patterned closed door. The mood is a merciless compression interview.

As I grated in search of my escape route, the chief clergyman clasped his shoulders and sighed.

"I don't know how. You're sidelined and talking to the prince. That the prince decided it was better not to be asked. As much as possible, it's better to draw the will of the prince"

"I mean, tell me everything you talked to Prince Anastasius about?

"That's right. If you know that, you won't be able to set the guidelines for Aerenfest's behavior."

Although my adoptive father said that, I have to talk about Anastasius' love story, which is a rather personal emotional exposition, is a little disgusting and I'm afraid they'll know I spoke.

"It's really personal, so I don't think Prince Anastasius would like to talk about it"

"If you were a normal nobleman, you wouldn't have needed this kind of interrogation. But you always do things we don't expect. [M] Speak without covering everything up. Otherwise, I won't be able to pay attention to your actions in the future."

Indeed, it might be better to have precautions and guidelines for future action. There's a good chance you're doing something unconscious and out of common sense before you know it.

When I nod, my adoptive father sits in his seat. Your father followed behind his adoptive father, and the clergyman usually sat in his seat for the clerk to do the writing, slapping the clerk with a ton of fingertips.

"So let me ask you about the circumstances in which you are so deeply related to a royal family whose school term should only overlap for one year? We must have talked more deeply than the prince had sidelined us."

"... Huh? Deep relationship, is it?

I came out of the clergyman's mouth to an unexpected word, huh? and tilted his neck. I promised to stay away from this one, so I only met him when he called me in, and I basically only have a love story about Eglantine, and I don't remember ever having a deep relationship with Anastasius.

"It's force majeure to be. There's no way I can disobey a royal order, so if it had been flushed, this would have happened."

"... Huh?

I answered with the utmost seriousness, but my adoptive father was amazing. Even if it's awesome, the facts are true.

I don't know why, the chief cleric says, turning a few sheets of paper at his disposal.

"When did you first make contact with the prince? It must have been a service dance in the report we're getting here, but if there's anything else you can think of, be honest."

"... er, goodwill greetings are the first. It was claimed. Unlike the Virgin Rumor,"

When I spoke of the affinity greeting, all three held their heads together. My adoptive father holds down his eyebrows and makes a groaning noise.

"I haven't heard anything like that, Rosemaine. On the other hand, did you really sell such fights to the royal family?

"... they complained all the time, I was just a little frustrated, I didn't sell the fight anything..."

When I say that as I let my gaze wander, the chief clergyman smiles with a glimmering smile of his neck: "As much as there is no more, it is an answer that the aversion and sarcasm have worked. My head hurts," he said in a quiet voice.

Your father also shook his head with sighs as I breathed in the angry smile of a priest whose spine froze.

"If they had said such things in person, Prince Sakashi would have eaten them too."

... Ahhh, I hear you've been a failure since the beginning.

"I finally get it. Because I was the first to fight and sell, Prince Anastasius felt disgusted when he danced."

"Talk about it in detail. There seems to be a lot of confusion with the reports that have arrived here."

Asked by the clergyman while tapping the paper at hand, I speak of the time of the service dance. He also reported that he had made a declaration not to approach Anastasius because he suspected that it was a ruse to approach him.

My adoptive father stares at me as he rubs and unwraps his eyebrows.

"I sympathize with the prince. Never before has such common sense touched those who differ."

... although I don't want my adoptive father to tell me to do whatever he wants.

I thought, "I don't want to get too close to trouble, I don't want Prince Anastasius to go after me, and I don't want people around me to think about me."

"A weak territory like Aerenfest can only be a pain in the ass if it involves royalty, so it's not a bad idea per se, but you're all bad at it."

I was told to use a slightly more calm and far-fetched decline complaint. In the spring, they're going to have a special training session on socializing. Just thinking about it is depressing.

"But why did you have more contact when you said no in such an unlikely way?

"So it's going to be. That next contact was the music teachers' tea party. Master Eglantine is here, so Prince Anastasius jumped in to participate. If the teachers asked for permission for the prince to be present, you wouldn't be able to just say no, would you?

"Oh, you're right not to say no there"

My adoptive father held me around my stomach and nodded.

And I tell the story of Eglantine taking up Anastasius, who told me to compose, who I knew I didn't want, who swung at my royal self and left grumpy.

"Oh, that's when I also asked the teachers about my adoptive father's time in the House of Lords. They say you look just like Gilvester and Prince Anastasius, who courtship Florencia."

"Forget it now!

Oh, and to my adoptive father, who holds his head in a different way than before, I shook my head and replied, "I can't". That tea party also had my side. I heard about Richarda.

"It's impossible to forget, but I'll keep it a secret from Brother Wilfried and Charlotte"

"Unlike the story of Zilvester, which anyone over a certain age in Aerenfest knows, that's quite useful information about the prince. Is the Second Prince obsessed with the princess of Classenburg?"

The chief priest glanced at me with a golden eye. Apparently, the natural landscape in the House of Lords is also not natural for the parents. I also disclose the information I hear from my music teacher.

"So would this also be useful information? Master Eglantine is a former princess. My teachers told me that he was the daughter of a third prince who died in a coup d 'état and became the adopted daughter of his uncle, who was Aub Klasenburg."

"Mm?"

The three looked lightly at each other.

"The first and second princes are proposing, drawing on the uncle's intention to restore Master Eglantine to his royal status. Master Eglantine will be much closer to the throne."

"... Rosemaine, you're in complete depth. Perhaps that's information you don't know unless you're a nobleman pretty close to royalty. Zilvester, make an early decision about where you're going. If you don't like Rosemaine, you're gonna get involved."

I dropped my shoulder when I saw my adoptive father, who had become a tough face. Aerenfest was neutral, which is why he escaped the last coup d 'état. But this time I say I have a better chance of getting involved because I am too close to Anastasius.

... what if my territory is rough?

"Rosemayne, I haven't heard from the prince about the call yet. I guess the prince and I weren't just in contact with the tea party?

"You have to start with Schwartz and Weiss to explain that."

"One thing about going to the library registration and being the Lord, huh? I didn't know why I read the report."

As my adoptive father urged me to go ahead, I nodded and opened my mouth.

"Until I got all my freshman seats passed, Brother Wilfried was telling me to deposit my registration, and I, the freshman, made me study desperately. So, with all the emotional control in place for the sake of passing and the joy of registering in the library, I think it's because I'm unfamiliar with the magic I solved in Yurevé and the magic has flown, but when I prayed to God, I became Lord of Schwartz and Weiss."

"... you're roughly what I expected. But Schwartz and Weiss should have had a Lord. You left it to magic to take away?

To the word of the chief cleric I have learned that there are really few people who know the changes in the library of the House of Lords. Those who graduated and only knew the old House of Lords took Schwartz and Weiss for granted, and now students didn't even know Schwartz and Weiss existed.

I inform the chief clergyman that the solemnity in the centre by the coup d 'état has resulted in the absence of a senior noble scribe or that he was unable to instil his magic as Lord in the intermediate noble Solange.

"I was a clerk who was familiar with the book collection and took good care of me too... Well, don't you have any more?"

"I heard the harm of Solemn Qing is out here and there, but I didn't know people couldn't even get it out in the library of the House of Lords, so the center seems to be in a lot of trouble"

My adoptive father exhaled a deep sigh. From his previous grades, Aerenfest said he was less likely to be invited to a tea party in the upper territories because of his weak connection to the center and his neutrality, which did not come in so much information.

"Without Schwartz and Weiss, Dr. Solange would be in trouble. I offered to help, and since I was a Lordship Candidate and couldn't move my books to the center, I was only going to provide a magic supply while I was in school. The prince tells me that you can supply the magic as much as you like for what I do."

"... it was with an angle that you adopted Rosemaine as your lord's adopted daughter. Were there possibilities of being pulled out of the center while in school?"

That's what your father says in a smudged tone, and your adoptive father tends to be good at "it's my fault".

"Nevertheless, you are truly out of the standard to believe that blessing will make you Lord without even touching your hands.... Well, fine. According to Hirschühl's report, a lot of magic formation was discovered in the measurements, isn't it? Let me listen to that very carefully later."

"Oh, I keep a lot of souvenirs from Dr. Hillsur. He says we need Master Ferdinand's help with Schwartz and Weiss. Besides, it looks like the magic equipment Ferdinand used to make broke down, and he wants you to fix it."

"Hmm."

The clergyman raised the edge of his lips with a little joy. I seem to be in a better mood, so I'll talk about another souvenir at last.

"As far as souvenirs are concerned, there is also a score of songs dedicated to the Goddess of Wisdom and to the Goddess of Light, composed with Rosina. I'm glad you'll think about braiding later. Because the song dedicated to the Goddess of Light is to be presented to Lady Eglantine via Prince Anastasius"

"... Rosemaine, I didn't hear that."

My adoptive father narrowed his eyes, but I leaned my neck tightly.

"Didn't I just say that? He asked me to compose, and he told me he didn't want it after all, and he said he bought Prince Anastasius an unhappiness... The unintelligible behavior is also a love affair, and since Prince Anastasius was the first one I've asked for, I think it would be better to give it to him via Prince."

When asked if I should soak it up and give it to Eglantine, the chief cleric held his temple.

"First, confirm the Prince's intentions. Don't move at your discretion."

"Huh? But I promised not to hear from you, so I can't."

I shook my head that my promise to the royal family would not be broken.

"Rosemaine, who, are you going to leave a request from the royal family for that reason?!?

"Please don't tell me you don't listen well to being left alone.... I'm just waiting. I have to wait for Prince Anastasius to hear from me. Prince Anastasius will pick you up when he remembers you need him."

"Are you an idiot? There's no way the prince is coming."

"I'm here. I enjoyed reading in the library and Prince Anastasius took me."

Remembering that he could not go to the library for days because he had fallen, having been cut off his precious reading time, when he was angry, he opened his eyes and looked at me as if the three of them had done a little.

"Rosemaine! I didn't know the prince had taken you, he didn't summon you where you were in the library, he had the prince pick you up!? There's a lot of insanity!

"Huh? But I don't want to be anywhere near you, and I promised I wouldn't contact you anymore..."

"Rosemaine, withdraw that promise. You don't want to be taken by a prince forever, do you? You want your surroundings to recognize you're the one the prince's picking up? It's gonna be a hell of a rumor, and we're gonna have more boring enemies, and we're gonna be out of reading."

I put my hands on my cheeks and said, "No, no, no!," he breathed.

"I will withdraw it as soon as I return to the House of Lords. I don't like any more reading time being shredded!

"Ha...... Perhaps the safest and safest thing for everyone is to be caged in the library if you only socialize the minimum."

In the words of the clergyman, said with tired sighs, my fondness for the clergyman in me soared. I can't believe you said you could stay in the library as long as possible, and I want to make today your anniversary.

Leaving myself to rejoice, I rise gutted and raise my hands in bah.

"Oh, already, Master Ferdinand looks like God! To God..."

"I don't need prayer. Sit down."

"... Yes"

I wanted to pray because of you, but I was blocked. Too bad.

"Rosemaine, have you ever done anything else in royalty? Tell me you've done nothing more!

To the sad cry of my adoptive father, I reflect on my actions. He was taken by Anastasius, drugged and unconscious, and fell.

"What the hell did the prince take you for?

"It's a love outburst. He wanted information at Eglantine's tea party."

And he tells the story of Eglantine saying he couldn't pick either of them at the graduation escort for fear of becoming a source of contention or so Anastasius came up with something.

"Other than that... I taught Prince Anastasius a song dedicated to the goddess of dirt and I said something quite rude when we talked about it, so when I made a suggestion to Master Eglantine to give her hair decorations, I asked her to be in a good mood. Is that about it?"

"Wait. Why didn't you talk to the prince before suggesting hair decorations?

"Huh?... because I thought I should be in a good mood as I gave a thank you note for my sympathy to Prince Anastasius and a return report"

Parents hoisted their eyebrows at the same time, wondering if they had softened them just three days before they were ready to return.

The flickering smile of the clam and the risen clergyman looms close, pinching both cheeks sooner or later.

"Rosemaine, didn't I ever teach you not to execute your thoughts immediately? The importance of reporting, contacting and consulting was always meant to be taught, but was it not taught in any way enough? Or did it spill out with magic while you were asleep for two years?

"Praise Hiya!

When I didn't know what to do, I was angry at him for not acting discretionarily, preparing a questionnaire and sending it here. Apparently, Wilfried had sent many questions about what to do to stop me from acting.

The guardians all sighed, saying that there was such a way, and when I struck Pong with my hand, it seemed that there was not enough education before my departure for the House of Lords.

"I've been asleep for two years. Sounds like we'll have to educate on social relations by the next grade."

The results of prioritized packed education, such as service ceremonies and grades, seem to me now.

"Originally, Aerenfest's freshman year couldn't have been involved in the royal family. Besides, Rosemaine has health issues, so I didn't think the lecture would be over soon. After Rosemayne finished her lecture and enjoyed the library for a bit, I thought that if she called it back before she entered the full social season, had a service ceremony, and returned to the House of Lords for the Territory Match Critical, her low social skills would also be somewhat deluded..."

"You've exceeded Ferdinand's expectations."

That's what the adoptive father said to be funny, and Ni laughed, and the chief cleric saw the adoptive father chilling, "It's Aub Aerenfest heading to the Lords' Council that struggles beyond expectations, though."

"Rosemaine, how dare you do all this in this short period of time? We're not in the social season here, are we?

"My adoptive father, you can't help but pass. Think more positively."

"You idiot. It's not too much. Our relationship with the royal family, our relationship with the Great Territories, is going to be a big part of Aerenfest."

I rush off the subject, staring at you for wanting to be sounded.

"Then let's talk to Mr. Benno and Gustav, the guild leader for the commercial guild, so Aerenfest can go a little further in his favor. Phoenicians, hair decorations, and cattle curls are all very prominent in the House of Lords. I think the advertising effect would be amazing if it were a hair decoration that the prince gave to the woman of his choice."

"That may be true, but I dare you, you fool! I don't even think about it! I told you not to take unsolicited action regarding commerce or offerings. What are you doing without going through the Lords' Council!?

My adoptive father yelled at me and I reflect that it was premature to take Anastasius' order.

"... sorry. Should I refuse even now?

"I'm angry because it's not easy to refuse a royal opponent."

"Zilvester, more than you can say no to, we can only make it beneficial to the territory. It's true that if Classenburg were to have hair decorations at graduation, it would be highly advertisable."

The chief cleric shook his head powerless.

"Oh, well, come on, let's print a love story between the two of us along with hair decorations and sell it out. Don't you think that would spread the print material at once, too?

Although I don't want to put the reference book relationship out to other territories yet to preserve the superiority of seating, I want to spread the print itself a little faster. There's no more royal romance stories. That's a nice story. Gossip is very easy to spread.

If you print it on a sheet of paper and sell it like a tile, the unit price can be kept down. Finally, I think that if I also sell a spelling like binder and sell it every time new information comes out, I will have a lot of fun with people who buy only the parts of interest, people who align each issue.

"Rosemaine, I mean, you're going to be a second prince in the future?

"Huh? No. I am attached to Master Eglantine. Whichever prince you choose, you don't have to choose, it's going to be a novel story that sells well, because it's best to spread it out from a woman of high stature, considering the hair decoration and the promotional effects of a phosphor."

I think Katorkar is also more likely to spread among women who have more frequent tea parties. Eglantine is a high profile, beautiful, interested in phosphorus and hair decorations, a delicacy that is no more than an advertising tower.

My adoptive father shook his head at the terms on which I would line up.

"I'm only thinking about Rosemaine, her interests as a merchant."

"I still don't understand my interests as a nobleman. Can't you accompany Master Eglantine?

I ask the Chief Cleric for his opinion. The clergyman, who was still thinking, lay down his eyes for the first time and exhaled slowly.

"Rosemaine's choice isn't so bad. If you believe Rosemayne's words, it will be the intentions of Crassenburg that will greatly influence you to decide the next king. If you stay with Classenburg, not the prince, then you can say that there is no big mistake."

It is Aub Aerenfest who makes the decision, turning his gaze to his adoptive father.

I tilted my neck at the figure of my adoptive father, who was thinking ahead of me about a problem that seemed like I could not give an answer right away.

"I don't know who I'm going to follow, I don't think it's a good idea to stay behind at this point."

"Rosemaine?"

"Rather than that, you should think about what to do when they ask you to trade in linseens, hair decorations, vegetable paper, and cattle curls at the Lords' Conference. Prince Anastasius and Lady Eglantine are definitely interested, so I think the factions will need a commercial deal first."

If Eglantine hadn't tried to choose, it would have been a parallel line for a while now, and if she did, the throne would easily lean on one side. It is better to clean up the problems that will surely arise in the near future than not knowing what will happen with such other people's choices.

"Unlike the plant paper workshop at the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, there is only one Lincian workshop at the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce so far, and it takes a lot of time to make one hair decoration. More workshops, more merchants coming to buy, sell the method of manufacture, not caught by the contract magic I have had with Benno, can it be dissolved, what to do with the lodging in the lower town when more people, can it be policed, what to do with profit sharing...... There's so much to think about selling specialties."

If you want to gather people, it's best to have the merchants come all the way to Aerenfest, but with no merchandise at all at that time, the hearts and minds of the guests will go away, and the merchants who have come from afar will be angry. If there are more leftovers and there is a takeover of thin goods, it can easily disturb security and so on.

To be told it's not noble thinking, all I actually struggle with is the Guilberta and Plantan Chambers of Commerce, the gatekeepers and my associates. In advance, I want to hit the hand I can hit.

"I think it would be better to respond to what will surely happen in the spring than in the central situation many years later"

"Right. Get Benno and Gustav. We have to talk before the Spring Lords' Conference."