Ascendance of a Bookworm

A spring baptism ceremony takes place, where you head to the altar as you look sideways at children your size is not too different from yourself. It is usual for words to be exchanged with hiccups as they look at me. Since this is a baptismal ceremony, the children's words are much more straightforward than they were at the bar mitzvah.

... So I said, "Wow, chip! Don't say." I hear you! Don't point it at me and say, "Look at it".

I walk in the mood of becoming an animal in the zoo. Once up on the altar, there will be a story of the chief cleric, and once blessed, the baptism ceremony is over. I was here for the mitzvah during this time, so there was no family at the door.

... Touri's a job, too, and I can't help it.

"Are we done?"

"Will the Chief Cleric be caged in the workshop again from now on? Until Count Risegang leaves the city, me and the chief cleric are supposed to be caged in the temple, right? Brother Eckhardt told me."

Apparently, my great-grandfather and Count Risegang wanted to marry me and the Cleric Chief, who was supposed to be drawing Risegang's blood, to be their next lord and to get rid of Arlensbach's blood at all.

He assumed that he was also willing to aspire to the Lord to the Chief Cleric because of the fact that I had been adopted by the Lords who had placed him under asylum, that the Chief Cleric had been sacrificed after Veronica's loss of legs and officially became my guardian.

The chief cleric, who was diagnosed by Count Risegang with marrying me, apparently broke the roots of his great-grandfathers by getting him engaged to Wilfried.

He tilted his neck as to whether it was okay to be caged with all the visiting apologies in such a state, but he said it was the job of Vilfleet, who wanted to be his adoptive father and his next lord, to determine the next lord that was convenient for us and to calm the aristocrats who would leap.

"If Master Ferdinand had ambitions, he would not have returned to the temple and would have been in the castle. If you accept Risegang's offer and keep your mouth shut, you can shield yourself and the situation should be in order. By refraining from making contact, handing over all of the information to the lord, and showing the attitude of leaving everything else to the lord, we show respect and rejection to the lord. There's nothing more to it than to cage in a temple."

Brother Eckhardt praised his shoulder and said so looking at the clergyman's caged workshop. He'd rather be caged in a temple without touching me poorly in order to show me the attitude of "I'll do as Aub Aerenfest says" too.

"Because you're more stretchy in the temple, isn't it particularly painful to be in the temple?

"Right. I don't feel any pain. But the Chief Cleric would be the same, wouldn't he? Can you study stretching?

When the blue clergy are starting to help with their work properly and the work that the former temple chief was accumulating has been cleared up to some extent, it is easier for the clergy chief to secure his free time in the temple.

I guess it's because nobility can't say "the temple calms down" or anything like that, the mouth didn't open, but the chief clergyman affirmed only slightly by raising the edge of his lips.

"When you're in the temple, you can spend some time researching it."

"There's something I need to tell you before I go to the workshop."

"What is it?

"It's about that ink. After lunch, I'll head to your workshop."

The look on the clergyman's face became a little harsh. Did it even come out as a result of something bad? I asked Fran what I had planned for today, and I accepted it on the spot.

After lunch, the clergyman came with some inked vials. I open the door of the workshop and welcome the clergyman and Brother Eckhardt. Justkus has gone to the castle to see the situation of the nobles and is absent.

Angelica and Darmuel, my escort knights, also came in. The chief priest told the escort knights to step down to the door, and offered me an antibugging magic device.

"I tried to make the same ink and did a lot of research..."

The clergyman makes a noise with the cotton cotton and arranges the bottles. Each had a label bracketed in thread. I blinked my eyes when I saw the labels that read Rosemaine, Ferdinand, "Minus 1," and "Minus 2".

"I know the name, what is this one?

"Minutes made out of attributes."

I got an unusual ink because of the golden powder I eventually added. There's nothing else I've changed, so naturally. Apparently the chief clergyman was making and comparing one attribute removed from his magic, two attributes removed.

... What is unplugging an attribute? Small clever......

"As a result, I found that if I didn't have all the attributes, they wouldn't swell up or disappear. Rosemayne, try writing with my ink."

I will test and write with the cloth and pen I have been offered. Unlike the ink I made myself, it seeped carefully and began to swell a little bit.

"Again, if the colors and quantities of attributes and magic are similar, you seem to have less seepage. If it's all attributes, you'll definitely get swelling even if you use someone else's ink"

The Chief Cleric looks intriguingly at my drawn line. The assumption I was making seems to have turned into certainty. Nod one satisfactorily.

I tilted my neck as I looked at my lines. Because using the sheriff's ink didn't make a beautiful line.

"I think the Chief Cleric seeps more than he did when he used my ink..."

"It would be a magic difference. Your magic is lower. [M] Isn't it easiest to write with ink made with your own magic on a cloth dyed with your own magic?"

... When you make this kind of difference, you do start making your own special magic equipment, don't you?

If even one ink makes so much difference, you want to make your own magic equipment with your own magic. I feel like I can see why the Chief Cleric would make his own of anything.

"This ink wants to avoid embroidery, it's a coincidence that you made it because you wanted ink with a high magic concentration to dye the cloth."

"Right."

"I will use this only this time of costume making, and I will keep the method secret. Because it's too dangerous."

The chief cleric said so, looking quietly at me. Even if the letters disappear, there is a risk that any ink that can stop the magic there and activate the magic formation will be abused.

To the word, I nod slowly once and agree.

"It will be easier to tamper with contract magic, and you can use it in a way that would set up an attacking magic team in secret, and it's not dangerous, is it?"

"... I'm afraid of you coming up with such a nasty use right away"

"But you forbid it because the clergyman thought the same thing, didn't you?

"Yes," the clergyman nodded with a bitter face.

"If you want to use it as vanishing ink, you can't make it unless you're the one with all the attributes. It will also have all attributes to use. In other words, it is part of the royalty, the senior nobility of the centre, and the clan of lords everywhere. If abused, it can lead to countries and territories being turned upside down."

There is no need to let such dangerous things out into the world. The clergyman is right. I hate danger and strife. I don't think it's a problem to keep things that are obviously going to be abused.

"I totally agree. As long as I can get away with embroidering my costume, that's fine."

"I appreciate you understanding the danger and agreeing to seal it, but embroidery is a must as an engaged woman. Avoiding is not good.... Not at all"

The clergyman sighed, holding his temples down just to say he had a headache.

"Keep the magic formations as embroidered in your library magic costume as before. Some things may not take over properly like this one, so it would be nice if you painted the magic formation first with ink and had it embroidered with yarn dyed with your magic from above"

When someone else embroiders it, the effect drops, but it's fine because I'm writing it in ink first, the chief cleric said.

"Of course, combine bridesmaid training with study of magic formations, so that one always embroiders itself.... Any Responses?

"... ha-hi"

I was stunned and given the embroidery challenge, and I fell in the mood.

... I couldn't escape the embroidery after all.

The clergyman, who had inked the crate where the finished magic equipment was kept, turned around and said to return the antibugging magic equipment. The secret story seems to be over.

"Eckhardt, Dermuel, Angelica"

"Ha!"

"I decided to keep that ink method secret. Everything about ink is useless. All right?"

"Ha!"

I don't have a problem with it because I don't remember it originally, Angelica replied with her chest stretched. The presence of Angelica, who watches the creation of magic instruments up close but is not willing to remember them at all, seems incomprehensible to the Chief Cleric. After seeing Angelica once and for all, "Okay," she gently flushes.

"Speaking of which, Rosemaine"

"What is it?

"Fran told me you started doing something different with the merchants in Lower Town when it came to dyeing cloth."

I left the report to Fran, but would there have been any deficiencies? To me leaning my neck, the chief cleric exhaled lightly.

"If it has anything to do with the new epidemic, make sure to talk to Master Florencia and Elvira. There's gonna be chaos later."

"Okay."

I spent two days reading plenty of books in the afternoon until Justkus came back with news. I need to talk to you from Justkus, so come, it was time for happiness until I got the call.

"The Earl of Risegang has finally left the castle."

It seems that Count Risegang, who had waited until critical for us to return to the castle in an attempt to hold a meeting, is finally on his way home.

"The fact that Princess Rosemayne had declared to the children in the House of Lords that she was not going to be the next lord and that Brigitte of Irkner, a former escort knight, had stated that the princess's desire for power was weak seemed to have worked, and that she had given up putting the princess on the next lord for the first time except Risegang"

They don't send it to their daughter-in-law, but if they stop it inside Aerenfest, that's fine. There seemed to be some persuasion and hard work from my adoptive father there.

"Let's go back to the castle. We have a meeting about the Lords' Conference, and we have a call from Aub Aerenfest that we would like to hear about the development of the Lower Town."

"Okay. Rosemaine, we'll be back tomorrow."

"Yes.... ah"

"What?"

The chief cleric narrowed his eyes to my words.

"What shall I do with my exclusive cook? I'm worried about putting every woman in the castle kitchen before marriage."

Hugo is off in preparation for his marriage until the prayer ceremony, but I'm worried about doing Ella to the castle kitchen by herself. I can't leave a young woman alone who knows all my recipes. The chief cleric also nodded in my words.

"If you're alone, don't be totally targeted. Given that you may not be able to get married, it's easier to leave this one behind. Why don't we use one or two of the recipes to negotiate and rent a castle cook as an exclusive for a limited time?

"Can you do that?

"Until the prayer ceremony anyway. It's not a long time, and if you get a new recipe, you'll be happy over there."

In accordance with the word of the Chief Cleric, I have decided to leave Ella in the temple. Less danger is better.

Tell Ella about the danger in the castle, tell her to stay in the temple, and get Frans ready for their luggage.

"Welcome aboard, Master Rosemaine. We look forward to your return soon."

"Please prepare for the prayer ceremony."

Running through the sky with Rosina in a wreather bus with her luggage, I returned to the castle.

"Welcome back, Princess"

The proximity welcomed me with Richarda at the head. A shifting of escort knights takes place and Darmuel and Angelica go on holiday.

"What information is in it? Tell me what happened in the castle"

I hear there were calls from parents and relatives around Brother Cornelius, Leonore, and Brunhilde, who become relatives with Count Risegang, and they also asked about various circumstances. But by stating that I had declared from the outset that I was "unwilling to aspire to the next lord," and by telling him that it was not an engagement that did not stain his will, it seems that the nobles who had preceded him had somewhat subsided.

Wilfried seems distant slandered and depressed to the effect that "will the sinner be engaged to the Virgin to become his next lord?

"Please comfort your depressed little boy and support him. The princess became my fiancée."

"Isn't it true that Master Wilfried committed an indelible crime? Take it, work hard, and do not serve as the next lord to those who are unable to give back their nobles."

Haltmoot's opinion of Richarda, who has always served the side of Zilvester and has known Wilfried since his birth, is probably spicy looking at Wilfried from a general aristocratic gaze.

"More effort will be required to stand next door than to marry Master Rosemaine. inferior."

"... what Brother Wilfried will do around there. Did Count Risegang give up?

I know you want to make me your next lord, and I asked for information. I don't think I've given up yet, considering that I stayed in the castle until I was critical.

Brunhilde, a relative and asked to visit his great-grandfather, told me how it was then. After a public discourse that seemed to want to know my preferences, he feared that Veronica was being persecuted by her adoptive father and mother, as she was persecuting the clergyman, and threatening not to let her next lord.

"I was very impressed when I said that Lord Rosemayne did not think about going for the next lord because he grew up in a temple and was not familiar with the aristocratic community."

"... touching, is it?

Hartmoot laughs bitterly when he does not understand that he is impressed by the temple's growth from previous statues of nobility.

"What's so profound about a princess with so much magic, so much credit, and no problems at all with her blood muscles? You said that nobody deserved the title of Virgin more.... the legend of the Virgin is about to accelerate thanks to the former Count Risegang"

"They're going to do everything in their power to support you so that you don't have to worry about growing up or anything. Master Rosemaine refused to want it, but he's very good at pretending that his ears are far away, so how far he's listening and how far he's not..."

... Oh no, Grandpa Hii!?

My great-grandfather is still going to leap back so that I can be my next lord.

At the end of the conversation about the results of the information gathering, Haltmoot brought the material.

"Here's a compilation of materials from the renovation of the dormitory of the House of Lords, and here's materials from the renovation of the castle, the aristocratic district."

He said that Hartmut and Filine, as well as Vilfleet's and Charlotte's clerks, worked together to fish for and compile material from the past, headed by a mother who had been contacted by me about the development of the lower town.

"It helps. Then also from me. This is about discussions with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, and this is the material about discussions with Gutenberg. Hartmoot should submit printing and city maintenance items to Elvira as well as dyeing."

I give the materials that Fran wrote to me to both of us. It is written to report to the Chief Cleric, so a series of streams are written minutes. From that, I want you to extract only what you need.

Haltmut narrowed his eyes slightly with paralysis and a roll of material.

"Is it the Civilian of the Temple who compiled this material?

"In the temple, the side service also does the work of a civilian. Fran and Zahm served Lord Ferdinand before he served me. Master Ferdinand is working out, so the materials must be very well put together, right?

"Right. I didn't think the gray priest in the temple had the ability to do this."

Haltmoot begins to roll the material with a serious look.

He looked at me in response to what Filine called the gray cleric of the temple. I find myself wanting to ask a worried look and I laugh nicely to reassure Filine as well.

"Konrat is feeling better. She smiled more and ate rice more often. When I went to visit the orphanage, I became friends with my children of the same age, and they taught me letters and calculations."

"Really?"

Filine, holding her chest down like a hoe, blinked several times, tilting her neck.

"... Um, Master Rosemaine. What about the fact that Konrat is being taught letters and calculations?

"My orphanage has cartas, cards, and picture books, and even before baptism, my children can take reading and writing calculations for granted. So the other orphans are teaching me the contorts that I can't read and write yet."

With that said, Filine stopped and opened her eyes. Haltmoot also looked at me as surprised, blinking his eyes.

"Dear Rosemaine, then aren't the orphans of the temple better educated than the lower nobles around?

Shortly after the baptismal ceremony, Filine nodded cocklessly, not remembering the writing of the letters. I thought of the children in the orphanage and the children's room in the castle.

"I do not know what kind of education an ordinary nobleman receives, but if I compare the children immediately after the baptism ceremony, I think they are as educated as intermediate nobleman children, except for magic. Originally, we used cartas and cards in orphanages, and we got results in orphanages, so we took them into the children's room in the castle."

Of course, it is difficult to compare, but I would add, because the study time and knowledge required after the baptism ceremony are different.

"If you don't repel the temple, you can think about it enough to keep the children of lower aristocracy and give them an education at a low price, but it's not a good image of the temple, so it must be difficult. Temple classes are future challenges."

"Temple Class, is it?

"All of them are going to teach the civilian population to read and write calculations as well. It's a ten-year, 20-year plan."

When I say so and finish the conversation, I drop my gaze on the material at hand. At the end of the collected material, the magic and time needed to make the downtown modification had been calculated.

... It gets a little magically tough for a few years, but can't it?

"Um, Master Rosemaine. What is this stain?

To the voice of Philine I raised my gaze.

"They say it's how to dye the cloth that used to be Aerenfest. When I talked to the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce about making costumes for Schwartz and the others, not only monochrome, but also wanting a variety of cloths, I found that they had old technology. I asked the dyeing workshop if I could revive that old technology."

That's what happened when I summed it up. Explain to Philine about squeeze dyeing and wax conjunction dyeing, but they don't seem to pin on Philine who doesn't know the real thing. It was Richarda who reacted.

"Is it squeeze dyeing and wax junction dyeing? You miss it."

"Does Richarda know?

"It was normal for you to wear that before you were an adult. If you look for a home clothing room, you may still have some fabric left"

It seems that what is given to the Lord and what is memorable are left to be taken care of without being abandoned. I want to see once and for all what the dyeing used to be like around here.

"Let me see it next time"

"Yeah, that's fine."

Brunhilde voiced a little dissatisfaction when he made such an appointment with Richarda.

"What do you do with such old things? Don't create a new fashion, not an old one"

"Brunhilde, we use old things to create new things. Successful use depends not only on the artisan arm, but also on our choice eyes. Instead of just using the old stuff as it is, you create a new dye. Would Brunhilde not just expand the epidemic, but also create an epidemic together?

Brunhilde glanced lightly as he hacked.

Although he thought about finding good stuff and transmitting epidemics from Aerenfest, Brunhilde has never thought about creating his own epidemic, apparently because of his adoptive mother and mother over age and faction.

"I trust Brunhilde's choice eyes. You would have chosen the exact scent of cattle curls, tea, and phosphorus to give to Master Eglantine, wouldn't you? I think you can choose from new dyes that are likely to be accepted by aristocratic women."

Brunhilde laughed and nodded proudly at my words. Candy eyes with the goal of creating a new fashion get a strong light.

"I will choose the cloth that suits Rosemayne best. And we will create a new fashion with Rosemaine."