Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Dear Rosemaine,"

Filine came into the reception room after she had finished preparing her luggage with the reseller. An alternating look at me standing in a position to shelter the Konrat from Jonasara, with a complex expression of relief and giving up.

"Philine, Konrat is going to the temple with me"

Filine frowned sadly, then nodded cocklessly, looking up at her father with her eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger.

"Father, the magic equipment of Konrat belongs to our mother, but why do you allow such tyranny of Master Yonasara?

Apparently the magic equipment taken to be given to my stepson was originally used by the fruit mother of Filine. Filine shivers her lips when she finds it unforgivable that the magic equipment of her mother's shapes is taken from the contort and the registration of her magic is repainted, and finds her stepmother, who has taken the decided father and the magic equipment, to the fullest extent possible.

"The registration of magic has already been repainted. I won't have a choice. … and it is only natural that those with strong magic will find it"

Hearing my daughter's desperate appeal doesn't change Sikkirk's attitude.

Disappointment spread in Filine's eyes when she realized she couldn't reach her words and thoughts on Sikkirk, and tears fell pounding. I meditate on my tight eyes, and Filine leans down.

... I can't believe it was the magic equipment of the shapes of the deceased mother that was taken away.

I do not want to know that the nobles want to take the most magical as a trail, but I do. But I don't understand taking the mother's shapes away from the child with it.

"Dear Ferdinand, what is the price of magic equipment given to babies?

"If you want to buy a new one, don't you do 5 small gold coins? Materials are expensive, but you can't make them without high magic."

I don't know because I've never bought it, the chief cleric muttered. There's no way a clergyman who's not even married knows the exact price of magic equipment for a baby.

"Philine, I'll lend you the money. I'll just lend it. Buy your mother's magic equipment with that money. It's an important figure."

"If it's an old magic trick like that, I can't even give you three small gold coins"

That's what the chief cleric says, and then he comes out with a card that looks a lot like the guild card. He put out a shining card in rainbow and turned to Sikkirk.

"Sikkirk, let's have that magic equipment sold. Three small pieces of gold. Let's not be unhappy."

Sikkirk breathlessly took out a similar card as he gently opened his eyes to the word of the chief cleric. Making a noise with Kachiri and matching the cards, Sikkirk reaches for the baby's magic equipment.

"This is this kid's magic trick!

"You can buy another piece of magic equipment"

"I don't like it! Don't you know when you'll get it!

Jonasara resisted, but Sikkirk shook his head and took the magic equipment and offered it to the chief cleric.

Put before me the magic apparatus received by the chief priest with a cottonnaire. I gave Philine the magic apparatus that it was the figure of Philine's mother.

"Thank you, Master Ferdinand, Master Rosemayne"

Holding the magic equipment all the time, Filine cried. Now narrow your eyes happily.

When I was exhaling relieved that the smile had returned, once he leaned down, Philine, wiping his eyes, looked up to his father and stepmother with her strong eyes.

"Father, Dear Jonasara, I will live in the castle as a vicinity of Lord Rosemaine. You'll never come back here without a contort."

The look on my stepmother's face seemed to contrast, exhaled as relieved as a father who changed his complexion slightly. Filine floats a distinct light in the eyes of the young leaves, opening her mouth.

"May the spinning yarn of the goddess of time, Drefangua, be healthy with the protection of the gods, though there will be no overlapping days"

When Philine greeted him that way, he held hands with Konrat and left his house.

"Rosemaine, are you going to take me to the temple today? Not scheduled, not at all."

The moment he leaves the Philinese family, the chief priest looks down on me. It's like a mother triangulating her eyes when she sees her child picking up a throwaway cat and returning, "Please return it to where she was". If this was the temple or the only place I had, they would definitely be saying, "Don't pick it up without thinking about everything".

But I know. I complain, and while I give priority to standing around as a nobleman, I don't abandon the clergyman, who seems to have a lot to think about the child being abused, unless there are so many reasons.

"I am the temple director and the orphan director. I saw a child like this, but I can't do it very much, such as leave him alone. Can Master Ferdinand?

"... I have no choice. After this, I'd like to say that I'm headed to the temple... but your escort knight has so many minors that I have to send him back to the castle"

When the chief cleric said so with his gaze toward my side, which was more of a minor, Hartmoot laughed nicely.

"Dear Ferdinand, the civilian apprenticeship involved in the printing industry is included on the condition that you can enter the temple and discuss it with the merchants of the lower town. I'd love to take you."

Is it because I feel like writing on my face that I want to go to the temple of the Virgin rather than being enthusiastic about my work? But on that condition, I can take Filine with me.

"Dear Ferdinand, aren't civilian apprenticeships good? We're going to take you to the temple again and again..."

When I asked for permission for a civilian apprentice, Eudit said, "Yes!," he raised his hand.

"Dear Rosemayne, I would also like to work with Angelica as an escort knight."

"Regardless of the civilian apprenticeship, the scope of work of the escort knight apprenticeship is determined to be the aristocratic district. From now on, it will be up to you in consultation with Aub Aerenfest to include the Temple in the scope of the Knight Apprentice, but go back today."

The Chief Cleric turns his gaze to the Eudits as he writes a letter from a white bird who wrote about going back to the temple to serve the side of the temple and, at the same time, taking one orphan.

I cannot disobey the orders of the Chief Cleric. Unfortunately, Eudit put out a horseman to return to the castle.

"Eudit, I may be sorry, but I never even went into the temple until I was an adult."

"You should also grow up soon, Eudit," Angelica breasts as she puts out her horseback. Eudit smiled at Angelica's words like that, "Angelica, what is the temple like?," he asked.

Angelica, looking up to think a little, laughs nicely.

"The temple is a delicious place"

"Huh?"

I flaunted my shoulders lightly to the proper Eudit. Then you won't make it through.

"Eudit, there is my exclusive cook, so the temple meal comes out with the same dish as the House of Lords. Angelica must be saying that."

"Huh!? Isn't that a big difference from a knight's dorm! Ho, what else? What else...?

Seems like the first temple situation I know, and Eudit shines his blinding eyes and looks up at Angelica. Right, and Angelica, who had been thinking about it for a little while, hit Pong in the hand.

"The temple is strong."

"Yes?"

Once again Eudit looked at me for an explanation for a word that doesn't make sense, but I don't know what it means either. Look at me waving my head, Angelica said.

"In the temple everyone is also given paperwork like a civilian. The person to train is Mr. Eckhardt, and I feel strong in everything."

It was an Angelica standard.

Brother Cornelius, who has been in the temple, is shaking his head, "The temple is not where it is," and those who have never been in it are leaning their necks.

"I can't believe you're looking forward to training with your fiancée, Master Eckhardt, it's love! I envy you."

... Huh? Love? Does that include love now?

Well, that's gorgeous. I also don't understand Eudit's standards for raising his voice. I don't know if Angelica and Eudit are meshing or not. Everyone is pocan in the conversation, but that pocan seemed to make a lot of difference as well.

Lizelator, Angelica's sister, opens her eyes wide to compare me to Angelica.

"All civilian work......? No way is your sister doing paperwork!?

"No, Lieselator. I am guarding the door. Just by myself."

Angelica says with a crisp face, but, oh, you can't do paperwork, the raw warm gaze of the apprentices like convinced. Everyone knows Angelica's grades.

"I thought your sister wasn't just in the House of Lords, and even the Temple wasn't bothering Master Rosemaine, but you're not getting your hands on paperwork. I'm so relieved. From now on, you must never lay a hand on paperwork, sister."

"I know. I will not be entrusted with paperwork because the Temple's laymen are competent."

Once Angelica helped with the paperwork, Rieserata put out her own riding beast, saying something that made her anxious to see how annoying the hell it was.

"Rosemaine, don't talk to me, get ready, too. Let your horseman ride the child and the civilian apprentice. [M] We need to keep the escorts together."

"Okay."

Dropping off the apprenticeship group returning to the castle, I am leaving with Hartmoot and Filine and Konrat on the Lesser Bus.

Philine joins hands all the time to cloud her expression anxiously when she sees Conrad and her brother like that, who give her a relief look at leaving the house. Haltmoot found himself looking around a lot after boarding because he never saw a large size Lesser Bus up close.

"Haltmoot, please sit quietly. Questions on the move will not be accepted. I can't concentrate."

"... Did someone ask you a question while you were on the move?

It's Justkus.

Haltmoot laughed small at how that came to mind.

Following the chief cleric's lead, let the Lesser Bus depart.

"Wow!"

Conrad, who had never ridden a horseman, raised his surprise. Running through the sky, surrounded by escort knights, we head to the temple.

Not so far from the house of Filine to the temple, south of the aristocratic town where the houses of lower aristocracy are gathered, close to the North Gate. He jumped over the aristocratic gate and arrived at the entrance to the aristocratic area of the temple.

Welcome back, Chief Temple, Chief Cleric.

Besides the side service of the clergyman, Fran and Monica were also here to pick him up. With the arrival of a new orphan, Vilma is with us.

"I will prepare the paperwork to receive the orphan, so you can give him a meal."

"Yes."

As the clergyman told me, I will have Haltmut and Filine in the temple chief's office, and then I will take Konrat and have him prepare his meal.

"Sorry about the sudden, Nicolas,"

"4 bells will be ringing soon, so it's just the right time"

While Nicola prepares her meal, I will introduce Haltmut and Filine to the temple's side servants on the spot.

"Fran, Zahm, Monica and Vilma, who are near me in the temple. Vilma is asking to take care of the orphanage. Nicolas is the one who's preparing the dishes, and there's Gil and Fritz in the workshop. Chase them, I'll introduce you. And this is Hartmoot and Filine, a civilian apprentice near my castle. From now on, you will enter and leave the temple in connection with the printing industry."

Nicola brought a plate while I was introducing her. Line up the plates with the cotton cotton.

"Today I baked fluffy bread and vegetable soup, plus, bacon. Lady Rosemaine wasn't planning on returning, so it's a little qualitative. Then everyone else have this treat. I made it in a hurry."

A crepe wrapped in a raw cream that was often foamed with rumtopph was served. When I eat it and show it, everyone begins to eat it. Philine and Haltmut ate the crepe and rounded their eyes.

"Do you get this kind of treat in the temple?

"It's only at Master Rosemayne's, Haltmoot. Master Ferdinand doesn't seem so interested in sweets. What do you say? The temple is delicious, isn't it?

Angelica answered gracefully eating the crepe. When an escort knight eats, it alternates. It's Angelica above the ranks that always eats first.

Dermuel, holding down his stomach, was on escort duty, showing his shoulders flaunted to Hartmut and Filine, who pounded their tongues on the sweets.

"I think it tastes better than a knight's dorm because the rest of the blue cleric's meal is given as God's grace in this temple's orphanage. And never a small amount."

"Really?

Darmuel nodded at Philine, who looked out for her surprise.

"Letters and calculations are taught so that you can work in Rosemayne's workshop making books so that you can be a side service to the Blue Clergy. Because of God's teachings, no one wields violence.... Conrad's life would be extraordinarily better than being in that house"

"I'm relieved you said so"

To Darmuel's words, he exhaled as Philine appeased.

"Fran, we'll have a little time before the Chief Cleric is here, won't we? I'll write to the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, so let me deliver it to Gil or Fritz."

"Has the day decided to sell the book?

With that said, Fran prepares me to write a letter. They say the workshop is already ready for sale in the castle.

"Dear Rosemaine, may I see what letters you write?

"... yeah"

If it is to be seen by Haltmoot, it must be written in precise and robust terms. I was wrong to say, "I got the best in the House of Lords, isn't that amazing? Uh-huh."

I wrote up a letter to the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, thinking it was going to be hard to write when the civilians came in and out.

By then the chief clergyman had made paperwork to accept the Konrat in the orphanage. He wants to keep a record of the noble child being deposited as a blue cleric, though there has never been a precedent for entering an orphanage.

At the table the chief cleric and I sit side by side, and Philine and Konrat sit side by side across the street. Angelica and Haltmut follow me and gaze uncluttered at the crepes that Darmuel is lowered. He missed it.

"Then I will temporarily keep the Konrat in the orphanage. If Filine saves money, orphans and gray clerics can buy it, so they'll be able to spend some time together any day."

The chief cleric shook his head with a stern face in my words.

"Wait. Where are you gonna live? I can't have Filine spending time with my brother when you give me a room in the castle. It means you have to save enough to buy a house on your own. It's not easy. … and even then, the child will never return to the aristocracy."

"Why? I've got my magic gear back, and if I can save my money and get it back by the baptismal year..."

The magic fixture, the shape of Filine's mother, was reclaimed. You can put a new demon stone in that and build up your magic and wait for Filine to pick you up. That's what I thought, but it didn't seem that easy.

Place the magic fixture, the shape of Filine's mother, on her lap and squeal as she strokes her eyes down in sadness.

"Dear Rosemaine, you can save or borrow money, but you can't accumulate magic."

"Huh?"

The chief cleric sighed lightly at me tilting my neck without knowing what it meant.

"Don't think the same of you who can be the adopted daughter of a junior nobleman and a lord who can't even be traced back. Unlike you, who have been compressing on their own since before the christening ceremony, not everyone can dye any number of demon stones as fast as you don't even need magic equipment. Spend years preparing a number of magic stones to be used in lectures, using magic tools to keep others from mixing."

"Master Ferdinand is right. Konrat is now 5 years old. There are no more demonic stones I've accumulated. … Now we can't make it with magic tools and magic stones."

"Oh no..."

Disconnected from that abusive parent, they thought that if I sponsored them, they could live together as sisters and brothers. But it seems common sense as a nobleman can't do it.

The clergyman shook his head in sigh when he found out that I was going to return Konrat to the aristocratic community.

"Rosemaine, what you, the Temple Director and the Orphan Dean, can do is not to safeguard your life as a nobleman by saving the lives of a child whose parents have made it unnecessary. Don't let it go wrong. Then it's a problem that you seem to be relying on only one of your own. Be careful what you say and do. Because you are the adoptive daughter of a lord and hold the position of temple chief, there is a line that must not be crossed"

I, pointed out, chewed my back teeth in a good way. Exactly. I cannot do the same to all, even if I have a son of nobility who was brought here in the same way. It's just like the former temple chief, even if he's in his own mood for superiority and inferiority.

"Dear Rosemaine, do not look so depressed"

Nicole laughs after Filine turns her gaze to Konrat.

"There's just a place where Konrat can live, and I'm relieved. Because I thought it was going to rise to much higher heights as it was. Besides, Master Rosemayne has regained her mother's appearance. We appreciate it."

I will serve you hard and return your money as soon as possible, Filine said.

"And if possible, I want to save money, buy a contort, and live with nobles, even if they're not with each other. He's my only brother."

Seeing Philine smile, and seeing a laughing contort together, I guess. I want him alive. It's better to be compared with the superiority and inferiority of magic, to be covered with magic equipment like that, and not have children dying.

"... Dear Ferdinand, are children like Konrat not uncommon?

"Magic equipment is expensive. Aren't there others in the lower aristocracy?

"Can we not manage to save the aristocratic child who is similarly hard on us?

Hopefully, including the eating of civilians, not only the chief clergyman but even Hartmoot and Philine looked stunned by my words that I said.

"In addition to the printing industry, are you going to reach such a place? You must be an idiot, you are."

"But don't you care? Besides, I think it would be a little different if we could accept such a child in an orphanage now that we lack magic..."

Aerenfest's lack of magic is serious. It is the status quo that I want to scratch even a little magic.

"Lack of magic now, yes. What if the number of nobles is full? You'll be sharpened where you don't need to be. Don't be emotional, think ahead. You'll basically only see it right in front of you."

I took my breath away. The Chief Cleric is right. But with magic, I think there will be more scope for work that can be done. If we can satisfy the magic of the land, we just have to find our next job.

... What can you do?

All we have to do is help society with the gray orphans with the power not to be treated as noblemen and create a way to make money to cover ourselves. Even if you can't live as a nobleman, there are other ways of life. I think it's better than dying.

"Wait. You don't have to think."

"Huh?"

"Think about it, in general, things move in a hell of a direction. Don't think about anything extra right now, get rid of your job first. Such a major challenge will also require the judgment of Aub Aerenfest. Stop thinking."

"Okay."

... Still, I think!

Grab a fist under the table. In the meantime, the clergyman sighed next door.

"It's all on your face."

And when he hurriedly laid his hand upon his cheek, the chief priest glanced at me.