Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Darmuel is ready for the crusade. When you're ready, assemble in this room and head to the Knights' Training Ground. Rosemaine's waiting here!

Only adult knights head for the Lord's crusade in winter. I can't get an apprentice to take me. Angelica, who was allowed to accompany him to the temple, is also leaving a message this time.

I was commanded to stand by, with the Guardian Knight Apprentices, and to sit back again in the room where the Geebe Ilkner and his men had left. Richarda immediately goes to fetch my cold gear.

"If you take the knight apprentices of the House of Lords on a tour, it will be a good study..."

"Such a dangerous thing, you won't get permission, princess"

"That's right. If you have extra baggage, it will only be a burden for the Knights."

It is a study to show the Knights' actual battles to the knightly apprentices who are not cooperating busily, but there is no way they can take apprentices or anything that can only get in the way in that intense battle.

At the very least, I wish it was a video camera, but I had a cup of tea and waited.

Darmuel comes back in his armor exactly, caped. Then the chief cleric also returns with armor and cape.

"You kept me waiting. We're going to the Knights' training ground."

I put Richarda and the escort knight apprentice on the wreather bus and ran through the blizzard so as not to lose sight of the clergyman and the cloak of Darmuel.

Arrived training grounds already had knights sloppily aligned. I can see your father, Brother Eckhardt and Brother Lamprecht lined up. I found myself keeping an eye out for the appearance of the Lesser Bus, and I waved it small.

"I made you wait."

Everyone knelt down to the word of the chief cleric. I will also get off the Lesser Bus and line up next to the Chief Cleric.

"They say the Virgin of Aerenfest prays to God and blesses us"

Moving forward and forth before the knights who remained on their knees, I put out a stamp and raised my hand high. Pray to the god of martial arts so that blessings may go to so many people, and with magic.

"May the god of fire, Rydenshaft, be his family, and may the god of martial arts, Angleaf, be his patron."

A familiar blue light jumps out of the stairs and pours over the Knights. Because of the large number of people, I used more magic than I thought, but less fatigue than when I last fought Schnetilm. After all, it seems that the magic is increasing because of the solving in Yurevé.

"Thank you for the Blessing of the Virgin. Don't get out of the north away from this until the crusade is over. Keep a close watch on the Guardian Knight Apprentice. Cornelius, okay? Richarda, please leave us alone."

"Ha!"

"I understand, Master Ferdinand"

I was told to return to the castle first, and I boarded the Lesser Bus with Richarda. To return to the castle, there is the lead of the Guardian Knight Apprentices. Running out to mark the cape of Brother Cornelius and Angelica and Leonore, he said behind his back, "Prepare to go!" I heard a voice.

When the majority of the Knights head for the crusade, I and Charlotte are forbidden to leave the borderline north until the crusade is complete because the number of escorts is reduced.

I don't have a problem with being away from the north, so I read, have tea with Charlotte... maybe the most relaxed feeling I've had since I woke up.

I still have tea with Charlotte. "He was back from the House of Lords because of it, but he immediately headed to the Temple, and when he came back, he was busy socializing, so I'd like to have a tea party just for my sister and me" If he said something cute, there's no way he could say no.

On second thought, what a tea party just for Charlotte and the two of us has been since two years since Wilfried interrupted us.

"Stay in your room for the past few days, father and mother alike, so I used to look forward to the start of the Lord's crusade in winter"

Apparently it was a precious few days to relax with my parents who would be busy socializing. I heard such memorabilia from Charlotte. Melhior's story often comes up, but he's an older kid and he hardly looks like Wilfried. Because I grew up far east, the place of Veronica's life.

"I miss being brothers and sisters and all this different"

"... I didn't feel very lonely because I deserved it. However, I was terribly jealous that my aunt was very kind to your brother."

He had a tough attitude towards Charlotte, who resembled his adoptive mother. My old story is that I was supposed to grow up in a temple, so I can't talk about my busyness. I do not know the mother's face, and at the request of your father, the clergyman is to have taken care of her.

Whatever I said was going to bore me out, and Charlotte changed the subject, remembering the setting, when I was answering with few words, I assumed it seemed like a hard topic I didn't want to recall.

"Let me hear about the temple again. More than that, what would your sister want to do if she became a lord?

"I won't be a lord, will I?

"... not in that sense, but because I, the teacher, asked me how I wanted to rule my territory when I became a lord, I wanted to ask you a few questions about how your sister would be able to answer that question."

Kids say to each other, "What's it gonna be when you grow up?" and would it feel like discussing future dreams? Hmm, I was listening to Charlotte, and I thought so.

... if I reign, it is up to me what territory to make it!

"When I am lord, I will make it a territory full of books. It is the capital of books with lots of printing workshops and one manuscript after another that you want printed from all over the place. Every day, every month, in some workshop, a new book is created, obliging me to dedicate to my lord, and I get all the new books first. There are so many more books that we have to expand or build the library more and more, teach the people the letters too, spread the pleasure of reading to everyone, and the territory where books can be read as everyone likes...... oh how lovely! How happy! That's my ideal home."

... Ha!? Oh, no! Don, I'm pulled!

Charlotte is looking at me with a disquieting face. Looks like the fever got a little too hot.

"Also, of course, because it's a dream. I don't expect it to happen any time soon. … although I don't intend to neglect my efforts to make it a reality"

"Your sister really likes books"

The face of Couscous and laughing Charlotte is a raw warm smile with a feeling of "no choice sister". The escort knight apprentices and sidekicks also looked like they were having a laugh, and Richarda had a totally frightened face.

... ahhhh, I failed. I should have given you a cooler answer! I can't think of a cool answer at all! Somebody model answer, Pleas!

Spend some tea talking about the activities of the Performance Improvement Committee in the House of Lords and hearing from Charlotte about the children's room this year.

With Charlotte, they arranged for the two of us to practice lace knitting and embroidery as a fesh peel or bridesmaid training, by Richarda, who apparently realized I would strain, and I was to strain to show Charlotte the good part.

I feel manipulated to be somehow good, but I can't help it. I want to be a wonderful sister to Charlotte. "Sister, it's lovely," they want to think.

As I was embroidering stings and flowers as the book wanted to read, I remembered the Reino period. "Come on, let's do it. Close the book! They said," It was embroidered. Basically, clothes are what I buy, and I have printed fabrics, and even though I can embroider them in the machine, I don't have to do this on purpose, it brings back memories that I thought.

... I was wondering what the ookan art could have been so helpful.

After a few days of what can be described as elegance and boredom, it seems that the Lord's Crusade for Winter is over, and I can see the sunshine spreading.

Brother Cornelius tells me that the knights, who look tired, are returning and are being given holidays in turns, and a few more days pass.

By the time we all return to normal, I will have written to Richarda asking her to ask the clerks to deliver it with the invitation, writing to him that I will be able to get Geebe Irkner to help me in increasing the number of paper mills so that we can move out, that the printing mills will only be made this year by Haldenzel and that the Gutenbergs prepare them so that they can increase to other territories next year, that they will want material about their lower preparation in increasing the number of printing workshops, and that the clergyman wants Irkner's nonsaving paper.

Finally, the adoptive father was also given a report describing the contents of the discussion in the temple and the results of his meeting with Geebe Ilkner. I know the chief clergyman tells me to make a report, but there is a possibility that my report will be different from the chief clergyman's point of view than the merchant's.

Even though they are called to discuss it, Benno and the others, who are civilians, are probably not allowed to answer directly. Basically, if you can only be ordered, you should talk to your adoptive father about how much you can do in advance so that you don't be too unscrupulous.

... because if my adoptive father here fails with his usual momentum and Mr. Benno and the others fail, it will be the failure of Aerenfest, not the failure of the merchants.

I should have just inserted the neck of the top of the failed merchant to replace it, or crushed the store and left it to a new place. Not like before. If you fail to deal with royalty or Classenburg, the top neck that can be inserted and replaced is not the merchant, but the adoptive father.

... Ooh, scary, scary.

The knights have all returned and their routine at the castle has returned. Access to the main building was granted when a week had passed since I granted my blessing to the Knights.

With regard to the report, I was summoned to my adoptive father's office.

"Rosemaine, you know, socializing is like having a head, but the commercial relationship is really strong."

"People are not good at it."

... It's easier to say pompous to each other like in Lower Town. It's hard to socialize with nobles.

Sometimes the rhetoric goes too far and I still don't know what it means or I'm taking it a little off. I talked to my mothers at the Tea Party Reflection and realized that I had a little bit of a diagonal interpretation. It's horrible that conversations are only established uncomfortably, even if the interpretations remain off, because each other speaks in a far-fetched way.

"Up to two territories can be contracted as counterparties. Can't we get any more?

"When it comes to lincolns and hair decorations, they're adding some workshops because they've started to become popular with Aerenfest aristocrats, but they don't know how many more customers they'll have if they get into a contract with the Great Territories"

Although they expect more or less from the ratio of students in the House of Lords, if there are fewer territories to contract and basically a thin commodity, there are many merchants who would like to see it as a business opportunity and secure more.

"We have no ex or child to make the product scarce and dissatisfied with the person we have contracted. Besides, there have been no more workshops because of the bondage of contract magic as far as plant paper is concerned. If there are more counterparties too rapidly...... wouldn't you have rebuffed a contract between lords?

"I think Aub Aerenfest will be blamed at the next Lords' Conference," the voice of my heart seems to have arrived clearly.

The adoptive fathers, of course, nodded the civilians who would be accompanying the Lords' Council.

"I understood the reason for carefully selecting the contracting party. Here's another one… As it's the merchants who actually exchange things, I'm thinking that it's better to add Lower Town to the location where we gather information for the Lords' Conference…"

"Yes."

"I think it's exactly what the other report said. But even if the clerks don't have to meet with the merchants or something, if you order them to, they will move exactly as they were told. I've never had a problem with that before, so I'm reluctant to gather information from downtown."

"... the kind of civilian who likes to head downtown is quite special."

I know only one civilian, oligarchy, who is happy to head to the lower town. It is understandable to me that nobility would never want to stop by because it stinks and is filthy.

"I'm sure it's better to gather information in Lower Town, but I think it's better to develop Lower Town at the initiative of officials as soon as possible. I heard from merchants entering and leaving the Rosemaine workshop that the lower town of Aerenfest is dirty and lacking in charm from other merchants."

"... Is the lower town of the margin beautiful?

Lower town is filthy. It's where civilians live, so I can't help it. I guess he was conscious of that. My adoptive father narrows his eyes. That was the same for the civil servants who were holding back on my adoptive father's side.

"Because I know no room, I do not. Though I don't think it's a complete mistake because it's a story from a traveler who also goes around the other town."

"... Hmm"

"Until now, nobles and merchants from other realms have rarely visited themselves, and they would have been all those who knew the state of Aerenfest. But from now on, if you look at merchants from the centre and from Classenburg, what do you think…"

I would complain that the knee of a lord with a noble neighborhood might go down to the valuation of the merchandise, but it doesn't seem to pin on the civilians.

"Lower towns and aristocratic towns are different. As always, why not let the nobility be held in the aristocratic city, Master Rosemaine"

Unlike a civilian, my adoptive father, who had the experience of walking and looking around the actual downtown, must have figured out what I was trying to say, nigga looked around at the civilians as they raised the edge of their lips.

"What do you think of the aristocracy around you, who promises to visit but is not familiar, who promises not enough items are ready, and who has a side service that welcomes guests from the garden with doorways and hallways muddy? If only the room you meet and the Lord are beautiful, would they be appreciated correctly? That's what Rosemaine says."

A clerk turns to his adoptive father like a hack.

By the time a man from another realm enters the aristocratic city, he will pass through the lower city. The people of this city call it the aristocratic city and the lower town separately and consider it a completely detached place, but from the margins it is the city of Aerenfest in a lump sum.

Civilians tightened their faces to the exact analogy of the adoptive father.

"I understand very well. You need to make it beautiful as soon as possible."

...... yeah.

"Doesn't it have to be enough to kick all the civilians out once and rebuild the city?

... Huh? What do you mean?

"We can't afford so much magic, so rebuilding the city is tough. In the meantime, how do you change it, design it?

...... yuck. If I leave it to my adoptive father and the civilian, there are some dangerous signs of city maintenance too!

"Wait. Let's start as far as we can by paying the civilian population to pick up dirt, cleaning the city, making hand washing and water bathing compulsory and familiar."

"Right. Like Rosemayne said, there's not enough room for a major remodel for Lower Town. It's a problem with lack of magic."

... No, I'm not talking about magic, am I?

Thanks to Aerenfest's lack of magic, the story seems to have subsided in the direction of avoiding the dramatic and overly abrupt Lower Town Before-after to tip and improve.

Exhale a ho and relieve breath. I had no idea that a little suggestion would be such a development. I almost became the two dances of Hasse's little temple. Danger, danger.

The merchants were set to come to the three bells just a few days from the day they seemed a little successful in getting the civilians to realize that it was Aerenfest, including down town.

Having received materials from the Plantan Chamber of Commerce in advance and having looked through them, offering to see them, only the Plantan Chamber of Commerce is going up to the castle in the morning and the others are going to come in the afternoon.

"Several civil servants were to be present. He wants to see how you interact with merchants."

He doesn't know how to handle it, even though he knows he needs to gather information from downtown, because he's only given orders so far.

"It also seems to make sense to make sure that you, young man, are not manipulated like a good merchant. It's more unnatural to say no, so I accepted. Pay close attention to changing facial expressions and suppressing emotions."

Lower town relations are my greatest weakness, the chief cleric mutters in such a small voice that I can't hear them around me.

"If I can touch you there, I can't predict how you'll run wild. Don't make me realize how important it is to you, as Elvira realized, that Rosemaine doesn't seem to want to dissolve contract magic by emphasizing her connection to the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. … will put them at risk"

You can predict what someone with bad feelings for you would do if they knew their weaknesses, right? questioned, and I nodded cocklessly.

"Until you return to the temple, be sure to contain your emotions"

"... Yes"

When I and the chief clergyman took their escort knights and sidelines into the room where the three of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce were waiting, there were already four civilians, lined up. And on the spot, Geebe Irkner and Victoria also seemed to be called, and I can see them sitting in a chair waiting.

After a long greeting, I take the materials I was asking for from the Plantan Chamber of Commerce and look through them. In the meantime, through the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, the Chief Cleric had purchased the Nonsave paper.

Benno's materials were carefully written about the lower preparations at Haldenzel and the steps he had taken when he opened the workshop. This trivial letter belongs to Marc. Print this and distribute it to the Geebes, and they'll be ready for what they need on their respective lands.

"Thanks to materials from the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, we are likely to be able to decide where to open the next printing workshop, and we know exactly how to prepare the paper workshop. Thanks for your help."

"With the help of Lord Rosemayne, above all."

"Gutenberg's move to Haldenzel coincides with the Spring Prayer Ceremony. And in order to build a paper mill everywhere, we will arrange for three artisans as teachers to go to the ready workshop and personnel to create the Aerenfest Paper Association. Three of each will be out of Ilkner, Hasse and the orphanage as teachers, is the Plantan Chamber of Commerce okay?

Paper mills will be ready for workshops and tools before they are turned over. It is not immediately possible to make girders or align tools and craftsmen. Probably should be heading back from Haldenzel to the paper mill.

"It's okay. I'm glad you took into account."

And I tell him that I asked him to make two territories to be contracted from the quantities that could have been produced in the dossier.

Feeling the serious gaze of the civilians, I meet with Benno. Sometimes it was conveyed in a letter, and it was conveyed smoothly. It seems hard for Benno to say, "Will contract magic be dissolved? Until I say."

"Yes, because after all, given that we have to expand our industry throughout Aerenfest and sell it to other territories, it will be a contract that is not the same as it is. That's what Aub Aerenfest thinks."

Taking care not to harden my face, I laughed and showed Nicole.

The first contract entered into is undoubtedly broken. A lot of people find it difficult when they want to grow up as an industry in their territory, when they need my permission, not a lord, to install a workshop, and the sale seems to have to go through the Plantan Chamber of Commerce where Lutz is located.

Talk about the amount to be paid in lieu of breaking the contract and the future treatment of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce.

"I can't thank you enough for your consideration of Aub Aerenfest."

"You're looking forward to the Plantain Chamber of Commerce."

There's no emotion on Lutz's face holding him back behind Benno's back. He looked at me with the loving laughter of a merchant he wore at some point.

Discussions in the afternoon, joined by the guild chiefs and Otto, were concluded very briefly. It's just a discussion where you have a lord and you just check out what you've met so far. Merchants who are not allowed to answer directly simply listen to the civilians as a matter of decision. Still, it seemed completely different than before in that we were able to meet first and the views of the merchants were clear. It is not an unscrupulous gesture characteristic of the nobility, but an order to the extent possible.

"Sign here, then"

The last thing they put out was parchment to cancel the contract magic. It's that paper with only two contract magic numbers and a concise sentence to cancel it.

Print your name the same way you did when you signed the contract and press your blood judgment. After Benno and Lutz, only I was given a pen by a civilian who could sign with magic and write down my name. Not with Mine when I signed the contract, but with Rosemaine.

When I finish signing, the parchment burns in a golden flame. Mine, Lutz and Benno's contract burned away without a shudder.

The thin connection seems to be breaking off with Putumptung, and the important base seems to be moving away, shaking my mind with unspeakable anxiety. "Losing the contract doesn't change the connection, does it?" I'd like to ask Benno and Lutz. I can't help but want a definitive answer that says "it doesn't change".

I remember being told to suppress my emotions until I returned to the temple, and I put my strength all the way into my stomach.

"Hmm. Now we can expand the paper and printing industries without any problems."

"There is no longer a cause that had stalled the opening of the workshop."

Aub Aerenfest's voice and the voices of the consenting civilians sounded so deaf to my ears.