Ascendance of a Bookworm

Grandpa Hii left just to say hello. They don't have anything else in their lives. If I did magic compression, I would comfort myself a little that I was glad of this because I could have definitely been raised to much higher heights.

... Surprised. I thought my heart would stop, too.

Some time after his great-grandfather's departure, the blurring finally subsided and the current Count of Risegang came to greet him.

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

"I forgive you."

"I'm so sorry my uncle surprised you. Just a glance before the invitation of the Supreme God, so I wanted to see Lord Rosemaine, and that's all I hoped for. I am also delighted to get to know Master Rosemayne again."

The current Count of Risegang was young. That said, Calstead, you look a little older than your father. Is it because of your mind that your eyes seem to be burning with ambition?

Even though I'm a relative, I felt like I could figure out why I hadn't let you see me before. I think maybe I got permission because my engagement to Wilfried was decided.

"Then I will teach you how to compress my magic. To do this, please pay the fee and sign the contract magic"

That is what I said, I showed my adoptive father by hand, who manages contract magic that ranges from the civilian who collects the sum to the whole country. My adoptive father keeps an eye on me where I write my name on a contract magic form. Some names don't match my face in me, and to make it look like I'm doing an increase in magic, not me personally, but on a lord's initiative.

The collection of fees and the signing of the contract magic from the participants is over, and I will once again teach Darmuel to my assistant how to compress magic.

There are three levels of teaching this time. It seemed easier to imagine by actually doing it and showing it, with the vast majority of people saying it was easier to compress, and only people saying they'd never seen futon bag compression before.

"Even if you know how to do it, there's a difference in the amount you can ultimately compress depending on each mental force.... Then, if you increase your magic concentration too much with sudden compression, you get a magic sickness and you feel sick. Be careful what you do and increase your magic."

Don't forget to mention the precautions. It is his responsibility even if he now suffers from magic sickness.

"I didn't know even adults who have already grown could increase their magic concentration depending on their ingenuity...... I'm impressed. I admire the tolerance with which you can teach other lord candidates for your territory what is more advantageous to keep within you."

That's what Geebe Haldenzel says and happily narrows his eyes and leaves the room.

With a difficult face, perhaps, walking with magic compression, I found Vilfleet and his proximity, and I unwittingly stopped.

"Brother Wilfried"

"What's up, Rosemaine?

"Brother Wilfried's escort knights are a step behind the other Lords' clan escort knights. I think I'll try to compress magic to catch up, but be careful not only because I'm drunk, but because I'm focused on compressing magic, I think it might be an escort mission."

After reviewing the working form to make it easier to perform magic compression, I would advise you not to perform magic compression while you are at work. It is dangerous for everyone, no matter how much, to act with magic compression.

"Uhm, right"

Looks like Wilfried nodded and the escort knights stopped compressing. Dropping off everyone who was leaving, I rushed over to my adoptive father and the chief cleric.

"Dear adoptive father, Ferdinand, may I go help Philine?

"... Speaking of which, you haven't got one of their sides. But what do you mean, help?

My adoptive father narrows his eyes and looks at me. But I don't care what they say. All I know is one thing about the Ordnants this morning.

"I don't know. Ordnants arrived in the morning. Behind the voice of a woman who said she wasn't feeling well, there was a voice from Filine clamoring that she wanted her money back a little farther away."

Tonton and the clergyman, who was listening with a gentle slap on the temple, looked lightly at him.

"You didn't pop up uncommonly. Have you grown a little?

"Because I was suppressed by a total outpouring to serve. … my head got a little chilled by putting time aside"

Precisely, Grandpa Hii, who collapsed in front of me, took all the thought circuits.

"How can I respect Filine's position and help her not get in trouble? Philine's money is money to learn magic compression. My parents won't let me out, so I said I had to earn my own money, gather information in the House of Lords, do copies, gather stories from all over the place, and Philine saved hard. Now I would have been happy to learn magic compression..."

I never thought I'd be interrupted by a parent who was supposed to wish for my child to grow up. Filine worked hard on her own because she was poor, had no money, and couldn't be a parent.

"Parents take up their kids' money?

"It's not uncommon for junior aristocrats to offer their salaries home. Especially if you're a minor and you live in your parents' house."

Phew, my adoptive father sighed at the words of Darmuel, the same junior nobleman as Philine.

"I wish I had managed it better."

"Perhaps so. But you haven't even asked me to, but I'll keep the money from here, I can't say. It would be an order, wouldn't it?

The truth is, I also thought about pulling the cost of magic compression out of the money I give it to you first. My adoptive father also told me that it would be easier with less money to prepare.

But for the first time consciously putting the money you earn for yourself into your own hands is necessary to gain a sense of accomplishment. And by paying for it as an investment for yourself out of it, you can learn a lot more seriously than relying on your parents' money. Looks like I dared to give it to you in cash to teach you how to feel about money.

"I don't know if it's better to intervene in domestic problems."

"Philine is near me, so I must protect her from harm. Isn't that the Lord's role? That's how I learned to be protected by Master Eglantine in the House of Lords."

"Hmm. That's not the wrong idea"

The clergyman narrows his eyes to see if he is growing a little, though he seems to be causing all the problems.

"But how is it right to protect it? I want to be as calm as possible without hurting Filine."

"It matters more when you stick your neck in a problem in the home. If you want to calm down, why don't you let the side earn it again and try to keep it next time?

That's what the chief clergyman said, clapping his shoulders. Even an amount that's no big deal to the chief clergyman would be a lot of money from lower nobility.

If you want to be at ease, don't touch me, and when I chewed my lips, Haltmoot suddenly raised his voice in a tone like a bar reading by a radish actor.

"Oh, my God. Something I did."

I say that in a tone that doesn't sound very hard at all, and I look around.

"Looks like I got the money wrong to give to Filine. What Filine brought home was the amount due to students in other realms, who deposited with Lady Rosemaine the money she had to pay Filine. We have to take the money to Filine right away and exchange it."

That can't be right. Because I have paid all my money, and I manage what I pay to other territories.

As Haltmoot was tilting his neck because he didn't quite understand what Haltmoot was saying, the chief cleric laughed cuckoo small.

"I see. That's tough. Rosemaine, it seems that the other side has brought back the amount due to the other side, but if it is used on its own, it will be a problem between territories. Take the amount you were supposed to pay and take it back immediately."

Now don't forget to skip the amount you spend on magic compression, he told me, and I finally understood, I nod aloud.

"It's hard to develop into a problem between territories. You have to go right away and apologize for making a mistake."

"I also order Philine's father to tell me why and accompany him. Come back here when the money is ready."

"Yes!"

Having earned a great name for my journey to Filine's house, I jumped into my room as I immediately boarded the horseman. Richarda and Otilier, who resigned from demonic compression, round their eyes and welcome them.

"Richarda, please give me the money to the other realms you kept."

I asked Richarda and Otilier to give me the money while explaining how things were going. Take out of it the same amount of money you paid Philine. And out of the same amount of money as Filine, he pulled out the amount of money and a piece of small silver coin needed to compress magic. Instead of putting all the money into the house, just a little bit, I thought it was okay to have the money that Filine was free to make.

"Princess, shouldn't we give Filine a castle room? Even if Filine herself doesn't have a downfall in a family with a stepmother that would put her off work with such a false report, it's going to be a downfall one day."

That's what Richarda said with a worried face. Sure, if you only think about Filine, that would be the best thing.

"... If Filine wants, she will. But he said he has a brother who hasn't finished his christening ceremony, so he might be reluctant to enter the castle"

When I let Haltmut have the money to give to Philine's family, I let out the horseman.

"Let's go"

You can't just push everyone close to the lower aristocratic house. To get out of the castle, all the escort knights would be taking them, but from the civilian and side-service, they decided to take Lieselator and Haltmut with good mobility and eyesight.

"We will be waiting for you once we have your room in Filine ready. 'Cause it's hard not to seem ready when you need it."

"Please, Brunhilde"

Brunhilde, who has worked together as a sidekick in the House of Lords, adores Filine even in senior nobility. We were dropped off by candy eyes, which I know very well that we are worried about, and we went back to the room where the clergyman waits.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Ferdinand"

"This situation has been explained. Looks like Rosemayne gave it to me by mistake, don't bother, Sikkirk"

Speak up to the junior civilian who is being summoned and frightened. I apologize for changing my complexion and also mishanding the money to Philine's father, who is just imposing on himself to be even submissive.

"I'm so sorry for what I did. Something that would be a problem between territories if the amount wasn't enough"

"Well, that's..."

He doesn't know what's going on in the house right now because he was busy collecting information related to magic compression and almost all he had to do during the winter was go home to sleep.

When they hear that their families are involved in what is likely to be a problem between territories, and leave the guidance to Sikkirk, who is drawing blood, each rides the horseman, to the house of Filine. The Chief Cleric, who is my guardian, is with me to apologize for my failure.

"It's over there"

There was a Filine house south of the aristocratic town where the lower aristocratic houses gathered. Given the size of the castle, it is a much larger and prettier house than the civilian population. At least, because we can invite this many people in.

"Well, welcome aboard"

I was just asking about my late wife, and Filine's stepmother was a much younger woman. Is it because you have a newborn baby in the summer that you are tired is on your face?

"Yonasara, I'm in a hurry. Philine said she came home with a lot of money, you know?

"... did that girl do something? Yesterday, I lied about being near Master Rosemaine, and I thought it was strange because I brought home a lot of money. There's no way a lower nobleman can be near Master Rosemayne. He's throwing up paranoia without being able to look directly at you taking an oath in the children's room and saying no. The Real Trouble"

Jonasara politely apologized for the inconvenience she caused me after saying so in a truly abominable way.

"Yonasara, I will correct you because you seem to be misunderstanding, but Filine is my sidekick. We have been officially appointed in the House of Lords."

"... Huh?

I slowly tilted my neck, staring at Jonasarah, who had opened his eyes to say I could not believe it.

"Filine hasn't vomited lies or anything. It's my side."

"No... no..."

I laugh nicely as I open my eyes and see Jonasara shaking her head gently.

"Let me show you my sympathy. And you have to explain that it's not Filine's fault to have yesterday's money back"

"Well, like that...... oh, that kid is still lying down, so I can't let you through Master Rosemaine, whose body isn't sturdy. Sounds like you're in a hurry, so you'll have the money soon."

In a suspicious panic to see, I turn my gaze to the Chief Cleric. The chief clergyman shifted his gaze to Haltmoot and raised his jaw only slightly. Read the intention of letting me go to Haltmoot, and I nod small.

"Go with Haltmoot, Yonasara and see if you definitely have the amount. Lieselator, tell him you have nothing to worry about seeing Filine lying in my place."

"Dear Rosemaine..."

"I'm glad you're worried about my body, Yonasara. But I'm here to wait, so it's okay."

I said so with a deeper smile.

If you can't make it, you can use the proximity. I don't intend to go home until I make sure Philine is safe than I have found Jonasara's malice against Philine.

Haltmut and Lieselator, and add Dermuel and Eudit as escorts for the two. It is better to have multiple eyes than to confirm the money.

I dropped him off from the reception room with all sorts of things, and just a little while later, I heard a tremendous noise of things and screams coming from a distance. The clergyman, who reached under the table and accidentally floated me on the butt, stops.

At the same time, Angelica and Brother Eckhardt took a vigilant stance with their weapons in their hands.

"I'm so sorry. I'll check right away."

It was almost at the same time that Sikkirk said that and left the reception room and Darmuel's sharp voice of "Please Retreat" echoed.

"Filine!"

There were signs of hands raised on Filine's face as she came into the reception room, held up in Darmuel's cloak, her eyes like young leaves wet with despair and tears. And from behind it, the leaselator can see at a glance that he's not being looked after satisfactorily, bringing a 4-5 year old boy.

"Philine, what the hell happened?

When I spoke, Filine slowly looked at me and opened her eyes as if haphazardly.

"Dear Rosemaine, please. Please help my brother, Konrat."

What Filine told out in tears was the story of her brother's abuse by his stepmother.

Says Conrad's magic equipment was taken up by his stepmother. Magic equipment is a gift given at birth as a child of nobility and is important to suck out the magic power of the child and accumulate it in demonic stones by the time you go to the House of Lords.

He says that he took that magic tool, sucked out all the demonic stones and magic, revoked and initialized the magic of the registered contort, and turned it into a magic tool for his birth stepmother's son. They don't have enough money to prepare their stepson's magic equipment, and until now, they've transferred their magic to the empty Demon Stone.

He said he was busy in the social world and was able to do it because Philine's father was absent and Philine would not return from the House of Lords.

"As it is, Konrat will die! It's already full of magic..."

"But this is a one-family situation. I'm not talking about the jurisdiction of Rosemaine, the daughter of the lord."

sooner than I opened my mouth, and the chief cleric said so. Think carefully and say things, and I will bite my back teeth, when I see that both me and Philine have nails stabbed.

"Yeah, that's right. It's a family problem. It's not the kind of thing that Rosemaine would put in your ear. Filine, just because you've been chosen how close, doesn't make you think of it. Do not identify yourself."

That's what Yonasara, with my child, says, but she stops near the door without trying to come into the room. He took care of my son and his magic equipment and looked around at us with a dewy face of vigilance.

But even if they say it's a domestic problem, it's the same with nobility and eating that magic overflows and dies without magic equipment. I am well aware of the feeling of dying in the heat that is eaten by that fever.

"Dear Ferdinand, am I wrong to think that I do not want Filine's brother to die?

"I haven't even finished the baptismal ceremony. That child won't be among the number"

I close my eyes once to words I have heard several times before. I can't really get used to that idea. It is inconceivable to me that you will not be there and enter the number of living lives.

I turn my gaze to Sikkirk, a party to the family issue.

"It's a family matter, so it wouldn't be a good thing for me to pinch my mouth. Still, I cannot overlook that a child may die. Sikkirk, what do you think of this state of affairs?

"... my wife told me she wanted to do that, but I didn't think she'd already enforced it"

However, when I was consulted about wanting to do so, and where I did not buy new magic equipment, I felt that the conclusion had already been reached. I don't grow up with one of my children.

"So what do you do? Buy new magic equipment?

"We don't have that kind of room, we don't have it. We will give priority to the highly magical retrieval."

"Father!?

Philine raised her voice like a scream, but Sikkirk's pronouncement in his voice seems to have made a clear decision.

A nobleman would naturally give priority to the more magical. Just lay your eyes down sadly, and no one near me will say anything.

Having heard Sikkirk's words, Jonasara exhaled in a howling relief as she took care of the magic equipment she had taken from my son and Konrat to re-register her magic. It belongs to a mother whose expression is above all important to protect my child, and I feel terribly complicated.

For the aristocratic son, the conlat, deprived of his magic equipment, which is a lifeline, truncated by his father, was astonished, and Filine stares at his brother, who was pronounced dead with a great deal of tears.

"Oh no... So the Konrat..."

"I'll take it"

"Master Rosemaine?

"If by the guidance of the Supreme God we continue to climb the stairs leading to much higher heights, it will be the same if we live in the house of God"

Sikkirk and Jonasarah in my words warped my face, saying it was troublesome.

"I'm sorry, Master Rosemaine. We can't even afford to get our lives together as blue clerics in our homes. Because I'm going to keep coming in. … It's an honor to be near Master Rosemaine, but it's not even easy to get the things around you that you deserve. Forgive me for resigning."

Philine lays her eyes down sadly when she hears what Yonasara has to say. That was the same face I had when I was giving up my picture books in my winter children's room. I guess this is how I've put up with everything.

"I am obliged to keep my side of the service. I'll give Filine a room in the castle, and I'll lend her what she needs for work, so no problem. Filine, to live in a castle so as not to strain your family. I'm not letting Philine go. Pack your bags around you with the Rezelator."

Filine, who glistened her face with joy for a moment, sees the Konrat and lays her face down looking backwards.

"Filine, Konrat will be picked up at the temple. You will not die."

"This is what Master Rosemaine says, too. Let's come."

Rezelator prompts him several times, and Filine goes to pack her bags in heavy footsteps, looking back at the contort many times worryingly.

"Konrat, may I heal you?

"Dear Rosemaine, such a waste..."

"I didn't ask Sikkirk"

I crouch to gaze with the conlat. He's a little boy, smaller than himself, who hasn't been taken care of satisfactorily and has many signs of being slapped.

"You don't like to hurt, do you?

That's what I said, and I put out a stamp. At that moment, Konrat's face was so tight that he tried to escape. Apparently, you've been attacked by magic in Starp.

And I immediately turned off the stapes, and saw Jonasarah.

"It's a domestic problem. It's a child."

said Yonasara, smiling slightly. You must not think it's a bad thing.

I give up using the Starp and slowly magic myself into the ring.

Lungshmer, the goddess of healing of the family of the water goddess Fruitraine, who hears my prayers, gives me the power to be holy, to be fed, to be hurt, to heal my young child, to give me the protection to be sober by throwing holy inquiries, supreme ripples.

A green light emerges from the ring, enveloping the conlat and healing the wound. Konrat stared at his body as he opened his eyes, "It doesn't hurt," he muttered small.

"I am Rosemaine, lord of the sister of Konrat. There are no more magic tricks in the contort. What do you want to do now? Do you want to die swallowed by the heat of magic as it is here? Or will you live in a temple orphanage?

"Dear Rosemaine, we have a blue cleric in our house..."

The moment Jonasara raised her voice, Konrat freaked out. I move my hands gently, and shut Jonasarah up.

"I don't remember saying that I would accept a word of Konrat as a blue cleric. You accept as a child without parents, a gray cleric. It will have absolutely nothing to do with this house. Think of it as really dead."

"As it is, well, it is. If I lose my relationship, that's fine with me."

Suddenly he saw Jonasara in a better mood, as Conrad was surprised, and looked at me wonderfully.

"If you're coming to the orphanage, I'll give you rice, clean beds, and education. At least, I won't let you get hit so badly. But if you wish to die at home like this, I will accept it. Don't you want a good meal?

Conrad, who had shown himself lost for a while and let his gaze wander here and there, finally stopped his gaze at me and opened his mouth.

"... hungry, I'm hungry"

"Yes, then, when Philine is ready, we'll come with you"