Ascendance of a Bookworm

When I go inside, everyone comes in following it. I sat in my own chair, where Gil pulled me, and slowly looked around at everyone, confirming that Fran had carefully closed the door.

Darmuel, the escort, stands behind me in a fixed position, Fran in front of the door, Gil in a fixed position as a side service next to his right, but the three men of the Plantain Chamber of Commerce compare me with Justkus with a face that seems incapable of determining a standing position.

"Lutz, Mr. Benno, Mr. Marc, there's Justkus, but sit there as usual. Don't worry, Justkus is someone who knows everything."

"Huh?"

Lutz raised his voice to his surprise and looked up at Justkus. Justkus glances lightly over his shoulder and looks down at Lutz.

"By the life of Master Ferdinand, I was the one who looked into the mine in Lower Town. That's why, for two years, he was entrusted with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce and the workshop. It's Lord Ferdinand's orders to be here today."

I heard something unpleasant about Yustox's words. Lutz looks worried about me as he sits in the front.

"Dear Rosemaine, did the Chief Cleric say anything to you?

"Lutz, please. Speak normally."

"Normal..."

After looking around, Lutz exhaled slowly and once he meditated on his tight eyes like trouble, he stared straight at me with green eyes.

"Okay. What happened to you?

Horrified by the voice and tone familiar to his ears, he is attacked by an unstoppable sense of loneliness.

Nature and the back of my eyes are getting hot. Lutz and Benno show trying to reach this way into a distorted vision.

I shook the hand I had placed on my lap.

"This is the last time I'm going to use this hidden room. So he said to say goodbye properly... he said..."

Tears that were shaking like zero fell pompously with a deep sigh that I didn't know whose it belonged to. As I stared at the grain of tears passing over my fist, I heard Benno roaring.

"Again. Regardless of your appearance and consciousness, you're ten years old from other people's point of view. If the daughter of a nobleman turns ten, it's predictable that she won't be able to use the hidden room"

Lutz opened his eyes as surprised by Benno's words with a bitter look on his face. Lutz was the only one who didn't expect a goodbye, and both Benno and Marc seemed to know this would happen.

"This is true in an age sense, because Lady Rosemaine really doesn't have many merchants with whom she personally hangs out."

I laughed like Marc had trouble saying that peacefully.

"There is already an opinion amongst the merchants that Master Rosemayne has overshadowed the Plantan and Gilberta Chambers of Commerce. If there are rumors going around that we're bringing a civilian man into the Temple's stash room, Master Rosemayne, of course, would be devastated."

When all the performance of the Plantain Chamber of Commerce seems to be due to my love, it will affect me first. Especially when it comes to the motivation of employees, Benno said. It is difficult for me to have a bad reputation for the Plantan Chamber of Commerce.

"Ahhh, you do have such a bad reputation for the Virgin, don't you?

"Not only that, but I have an engagement announcement to make."

Lutz blinked several times with a pompous face. My eyebrows seem puzzling and distorted.

"... whose?

"Mine. Me and my lord's son, Brother Wilfried, announce their engagement."

Exactly. He seemed surprised by that, and Benno and Marc also turned their eyes round. Lutz tilts his neck with an engagement and a face that I don't associate at all in my head.

"... what?... er, engagement? Hurry up, huh?

"Yeah. There's a lot going on in the House of Lords. That's what happened to avoid trouble."

You, everywhere you go, you keep causing problems, Lutz said with a frightened face. Then I look so troubled, and I laugh lonely, "That's not my problem anymore, I can help you". I felt my chest tighten on that complicated smile.

I want to cuddle up to Lutz as usual, but I can't reach out and I stare at wrinkles on my skirt as I open and hold my fist on my lap.

It is very difficult to put into words how I feel right now that there are walls that I can't even feel comfortable with, that I was now noticed that I had enough distance to hesitate to stick around, or that the time has come to look directly at what I have been waving not to see.

"... an engaged aristocratic woman is bringing a civilian man into a hiding room, which is very bad."

"No, an engaged woman brings in a man because she doesn't have to be a nobleman to listen badly."

Rutz immediately points out that you still don't have enough common sense.

As I pointed my lips, Lutz scratched Gasigashi's head like Benno's habit had fallen on him.

"Ah, for now, I know I won't be able to see you here.... but you, are you sure you're okay with that?

"... it's not okay at all."

There were zero tears along with the real thing.

It hasn't worked before either. Lutz acknowledged my existence, made paper and hair decorations with me while I was under physical control, and when I was worried and hit the wall, he thought of a solution with me, and when I was lonely and anxious and I couldn't help it, he stayed with me, and carried a letter from my family that I had no choice but to leave, so I managed to get here.

I don't think I can handle this alone.

"If it's not okay..."

And I lifted up my hand and took control of the word of Lutz, which I was about to say.

"It doesn't have to be okay, I can't do it anymore. Until I went to the House of Lords, I was overwhelmed, and I, I slept for two years, and he just allowed me no choice because I was unstable..., I really had to be away for so long."

Lutz skewed his face in pain. Benno and Marc lay down their eyes and gently divert their gaze.

"I know enough to hate why we shouldn't be together, but, I don't know. Why did I fall asleep for two years? I wonder why I haven't slept in two years and it hasn't completely healed? Why did you say goodbye so suddenly? They say I'm ten years old, but I don't think I'm that old."

Lutz's hand stretches out to comfort me.

My hand stopped along the way and I was gripped by the shape of a tight fist.

"... don't cry"

A groaning low voice leaks out of Lutz's mouth.

When he looked up, Rutz stood up, devouring his teeth and looking down at me with a remorseful face.

"Don't cry anymore, Mine!

My tears stop for a moment, surprised by the reprimand from Lutz and the sound of the name "Mine".

"No matter how much I cry ahead, I can't comfort you then.... so don't cry anymore"

Rutz sat back down again when he said that to mourn his powerlessness with a face desperate for pain.

As the sinister silence fell, I realized that Justkus was quietly looking at me. It's common to the Chief Cleric, an eye that tries to pinpoint the target.

It was at the same time that Lutz called me "Hey, Mine" as I tried to lean out of my sight unexpectedly, weak-hearted. To the voice of Lutz I move my gaze, without leaning down.

"Do you remember when it was, Mine, the future dream I told you about on the way to the woods?

To such a question, I recall a time when I was walking to the woods with my little backson on my back, letting him out of breath, to gather the grace of firewood and woods. Lutz was the pacemaker, Thuri was in the children's wrap-up, Ralph was there, and Faye was there. I was always the first to leave and arrive because of the slow walk to the woods with a bunch of kids.

I feel like I talked about my future dreams when I was desperate to make a clay plate. Lutz said he wanted to be a traveler. Back then, I knew nothing about citizenship, about the lives of travellers, about how the profession was perceived around me, and for that matter, I knew nothing about freedom and fear.

"Sure, Lutz said he wanted to be a traveler, didn't he?

Slightly loose cheeks in nostalgia. Unlike me immersed in nostalgia, Lutz nodded with a serious face.

"Yes, I've always wanted to go to another city. I wanted to be a traveler and get out of this city.... Now my dream has come true thanks to you. As Gutenberg, I left the city, went to Hasse, to Ilkner, to Haldenzel. Haldenzel was a long way from getting there by carriage, and he went to various towns and villages along the way. I've already been to various places. I'll keep going. I guess I'll have to build a printing workshop."

The emerald-like green eyes of Lutz, who were pointing to the names of the villages and towns toward him, looked straight at me.

"... remember what your dream was?

Asked by Lutz, I blink several times, exploring my memory.

Back then, I had no paper, no ink, and I wanted to manage to keep the letters, but I was desperate to create a recording medium in the midst of no strength, no arm strength, no height, no money. I just couldn't help but want to read the book.

"... to live surrounded by books. I have many new books in January, and I want to get them all, read them and live..."

... Oh, yeah. Compared to those days, I'm so blessed.

I got paper. I got ink. I got a printing press. I have a foundation for spreading the book. I had a collaborator to help me with my book making job. There's a library room in the temple and in the castle, and I'm in my present capacity, so I'm free to come in and out, and I can read books. I realized I was getting what I wanted right.

Look at your hands and look back at Lutz. Lutz nodded cocklessly once.

"There are still a few books made in Aerenfest a year, but if we keep increasing the printing workshop, one in a month or a few in a month, the number of books will increase"

"Yeah."

Not only Aerenfest, but Haldenzel also had a printing workshop. There are other Geebes who want to start printing. If the Gutenbergs move and teach, the printing workshop will increase. That is synonymous with the growing number of books I wanted above all else.

"I'll give you more. I'll get more and more books for you."

"... why would Lutz do that to me?

I thought I'd heard the same thing before, and Lutz flaunted his shoulder when he said it was natural.

"You made my dream come true. So I'll make your dream come true. I'll make and deliver a book full of books for you, so don't cry. You just have to laugh and wait for the book to arrive."

When I heard Rutz's words, I felt strange more about "something different" than happy.

Lutz, who has always been with me, said to me that I should wait. I'm very happy that the book will arrive if you wait, but I'm not sure why when Lutz tells me. I thought with a frown root about what wasn't firm, and I was hacked.

"... I can't."

"Yeah?"

It's natural not to hold tight. I have been with you so far. Whether it was making paper or hair decorations, saving orphans in the temple, selling books in the castle, in different places, or in different jobs in charge, I wasn't just waiting blurry.

"Lutz makes what I think. If Lutz is going to make me a book and deliver it, I'm going to have to open my mouth and do what I can, not wait. I don't deserve to read Rutz's book, just waiting for me without doing what I can."

Lutz laughed nicely at my words.

When Benno said, "Oh, you're right. If you have time to cry, work. Make money. Make a profit," he narrows his reddish brown eyes.

"Work together and assist Gutenberg so he can make a little more books so he can feel comfortable working.... as my father promised me, I will protect everyone in this city."

"Right. From now on, the Plantan Chamber of Commerce and Gutenberg will be working with aristocrats all the time. The only person who can protect us, the weak civilians, is you, the adopted daughter of our lord."

When I nodded and responded to Marc's encouraging words, Lutz rose up and stood before me. And I'll give you a bah and a hand.

"It's a promise. Even if I don't see you this way, I'll make a book for you. This promise has always been valid."

I also stood up and took Lutz's hand. Put your strength into your connected hands and put your strength into your stomach to proclaim.

"Even if I don't see him this way, I think about what I can do for the Lutz and the others. I promise."

Keep your hands together and laugh at Ni.

The Lutz and the others said, "Bye. Promise, keep it," then leave the stash room. It is Gil who will escort you to the temple gate.

My eyes were already swollen, and I said back, "So was Lutz," and I dropped everyone off in the den.

"Justkus"

"What is it, princess?

"Me, are you laughing now? Don't worry about Lutz. Do you think he's gone?

Yustokus nods quietly.

"It's funny.... just so. We still have time to get back to the castle. How about we use the hidden room in the temple chief's office? If you use this hidden room, you won't be able to move the side service."

Noble aristocratic women, who must not expose their emotions, are alone in the hidden room, to rebuild their feelings, Yustox said.

"Until now, the princess's hidden room was her own family and her relationship with the merchants of Lower Town."

Yustokus' analogy then came into himself. To me, the Lower Town family was like a hidden room where I wouldn't mind putting out my own vegetables.

"Right. Is there a hidden room where the family can no longer open the door now, a sleeping area where Lutz and the others will be a little free once the tent is closed, or a futon that I think I'll try my best the next day when I sleep wrapped up?"

... you've lost your hidden room and your bedroom.

Where should I rest from now on? Does that mean I have to be strong like a knight who can do wild lodging?

And when I was about to return to the temple chief's chamber, Fran brought the vale, and put it on my head with flutter. You'd be turning bright red because you cried. When my face becomes invisible from others, Fran says "excuse me" one word and holds me up.

"I'll leave this one to Monica and Nicola. I will take Lord Rosemayne to the temple chief's office."

When Fran left the stash room and told Monica and Nicola that, she started walking. "I can walk on my own," he says, and I lean against Fran coterily when I speak. Because I realized that it was a critical spoil and skin for Fran, who did not cross the boundary between the Lord and the Side of Service.

... because I'm still with the Chief Cleric and it's hard to understand.

Darmuel and Angelica follow me as escort knights, and it's Yustox walking next door. Upon arrival in the temple chief's office, he is lowered in front of a hidden door.

"Princess, I will call you when it is time to return to the castle. Until then, please use the hidden room. Is there something important in this case?

That's what I say in a mouthful like I know a letter from a family pinched in paperwork, and Yustokus gives me a briefcase that seems to have brought me this far.

"Thank you, Justkus"

I took the letter out of the briefcase and spread it out in the hidden room of the temple chief's office.

It was a reply to a letter I had deposited with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce during a sales meeting at the castle. Everyone who seems to have read the letter reporting that Touri's hair decorations received compliments from the prince and that he took the best in his first year in the House of Lords has sent me the praise of letting go.

"Well done, Mine. It must have been tough, huh? Be careful not to get sick. That's all I worry about."

"Touri gets praises from the prince, and Mine can't believe he's the best of the nobles, and our daughter is both amazing. It's my father's pride."

"I've got more artisans who can make hair decorations, but Mine's because I'm working hard so I can make them. I don't like it when you ask someone else."

I just opened the letter and wanted to cry.

I couldn't stop crying when I read it.

If a civilian follows us anytime from now on, we won't even be able to have such trivial exchanges.

"Father, Mother, Touri..."

I can't go into my hidden room anymore, blocked by the door called contract magic with my adoptive father.

"Mr. Benno, Mr. Marc, Lutz......"

From now on, there's no futon to cry and sweeten.

"I keep my word... but it seems impossible not to cry, Lutz"