Ascendance of a Bookworm

During the winter, Haldenzel's craftsmen, who are probably desperately disqualified and exaggerated by the word "not made according to the blueprints", and Johann, who shows his artisanal stubbornness all this time that "no matter what they say, they fail".

Neither is wrong as a claim, but the swordswallowing atmosphere in the midst of lots of aristocrats visiting is very unsatisfactory. Into the pressing atmosphere, I accidentally broke between the two sides.

"Johan, show me neither. Metal typography was originally ordered by me."

"Dear Rosemaine..."

The surroundings, both artisans and nobles, were deflected by the fact that I, the adoptive daughter of the lord, stuck my neck in the territory of the craftsman in a position to be entertained as a guest. However, in total disregard of its stigmatization, I look in all directions with about four metal typescripts of each failing and passing on the metal table that Johann was sorting.

"... oh, you sure can't do this. This is the part, right?

"Yes."

Johan nods at the part I have shown him. Comparing passing and failing in this way, we can see a slight but different inclination and length. Metal typography is a fatal problem. I remember that it wasn't in the first metal typeface that Johann brought, and was once again amazed by Johann's skill in comparison to others.

"If you have this much inclination, you can't use this because the letters get bumped when printing. This one treats this part sweetly. Paper hurts when printing"

"Ha!?

I will point the tiny metal typeface at the blacksmiths in Haldenzel and explain every part of the blacksmith that fails.

The artisans' expressions said, "It's too fine!" The thought came to me. I'm noble, so I'm just indulging in my mouth.

"You may think it's too fine, but I always order that much detail from Johann. Metal typescripts are not allowed to be as sweet as this."

Ha, and I shifted my gaze from the craftsmen who answered without strength to Johan.

"... Johann, it's common for artisans, but it's decidedly not explained enough. In Aerenfest's workshop, you probably should have failed that you weren't able to do as the blueprints say, and those around you know Johan is a lousy mouthpiece. But this is Haldenzel. If you don't tell the first person who makes a metal typeface exactly what parts are different, you probably won't know."

"But the blueprint..."

"Not everyone can read the blueprints. Even if you can read the numbers just like Johann, you may not even be able to read the detailed caveats, and order customers who demand precision like me are rare, right? If you're not used to it, don't you know how much precision is required?

I looked up like Johann was hazy.

Johann, who is turned around with all the work that is demanding precision, probably takes it for granted to make it without a slight rash, as the blueprint suggests, but Johann's work is special even at Aerenfest.

"... Rosemaine, it looks the same to me, but does it make a difference?

At some point Vilfleet, who was coming behind me, looked at the metal typeface on the table.

"Yeah, Brother Wilfried. If you look at it this way, you'll see."

Show four passes on the table, four failures all, side by side or stacked. Wilfried narrows his eyes and stares at the look.

"This hardened one just looks a little low."

"Brother, show me neither."

Wilfried took turns for you, and now Charlotte looked at the metal typeface with interest.

When I carefully teach the two of them how printing works and explain why the slightest difference is troubling, the Haldenzel blacksmiths also hear it with a strange face. Johann makes it perfect, so I've never explained it in more detail. The first lack of explanation may be me.

"That's why I can't print it unless it's exactly aligned in height, and I have trouble leaning toward metal typescripts. The metal typeface Johann made isn't flawed at all, even if it's arranged like this, and it's perfect and beautiful, right?

Even if you don't know in one, if you try to consolidate ten or twenty, you can see the subtle differences. Things that don't stand on their own, things that are slightly rough, things that don't vary by a millimeter but are slightly different in height......

Haldenzel blacksmiths, who confirmed with their own eyes, stood up with much more effort in their bodies.

"... I'll start over"

"About half of them are passing, so it's another breath. Few blacksmiths can still make metal typescripts that Johann can pass, even in Aerenfest. Hey, Johann?

"Yes. Danilo also struggles with metal typography. I still can't get a complete pass score."

"That's why I, Haldenzel, expect it. Pay attention to the details and win Johan's pass"

The swordswallowing atmosphere disappeared and became a pressing one. Now that the craftsmen are all in place and have a serious face, put Zach and Johan in the blacksmith, and we shall leave the blacksmith.

"Next we will head to the printing association in Haldenzel. I'm not the only clerk in charge of printing, so I don't exactly have a department."

With that said, the clerk in charge of the printing industry will provide guidance. The Plantain Chamber of Commerce, which is coming to the rear of the nobles, will be the place to work.

Civilians were briefed on the Printing Association in the corner of their workplace. They show us a bunch of paperwork that we'll need to do business with civilians.

"This is a permit from a commercial guild. Whether this document is made or not, we know if a printing association is made. This is a permit from Aub Aerenfest, and this is a warrant from Geebe. Next time you start the printing business in a new location, check these documents first"

The clerk in charge will explain how to set up a printing workshop, print it, and sell it once permission has been given. I guess I've been properly involved, the unique hardships and ingenuity in the field have come up everywhere in the conversation.

Wilfried, who is entrusted with the final confirmation, listens with a serious eye, and his civilian is desperately taking notes. The same goes for the Charlottes, who have been informed in advance that they will be turned to confirmation next year.

"Now, I will have a meeting with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce starting tomorrow, so please take a short break"

A civilian who finished his explanation invited Benno and Damien.

Turning our backs on them as we begin our meetings to smooth out our work from tomorrow, we return to the Lords' quarters.

"You must be tired. It's a prayer ceremony tonight, so please relax in your room until then"

The Countess Haldenzel, who was not accompanied during the tour, waved the extraction to guide everyone to their respective rooms. Already, each side service seems to be packing the room and luggage for me.

When I went into the room where I was guided with Filine and Angelica, the reseller was packing up for everyone exactly and preparing me for a hot bath.

While helping me bathe in my hot tub, Rezelator asked, "Are you sure the costumes you want to attend the prayer ceremony are for the temple chief's ritual?," he asked.

I gave him the little chalice, so I can think of it as over, but since it's a prayer ceremony, the temple chief's clothes would be better.

"Yeah, I'll be joining you as the temple chief who brought the Little Holy Grail to Haldenzel's prayer ceremony, so please do it in a ceremonial costume"

According to the Lieselator, who is being explained by the Countess, the prayer ceremony begins with six bells and we are told to gather early in the dining room so that we can travel to the square by six bells.

In a ceremonial costume, with spring hair decorations, I boarded a wreather bath. Geebe Haldenzel gave him permission to move around the castle by horseback during his stay because he was quite tired from today's tour.

"Oh, now it's all of us. Well, let's come."

I seem to have been the last to arrive at the dining room. Geebe Haldenzel rises and escorts his wife and walks out.

"Mr. Wilfried is supposed to escort Mr. Rosemayne..."

Mother tells me to walk side by side because I am riding the beast.

Charlotte follows us, and behind us is your mother and father. Escorting your mother and walking.

Civilians and sidekicks are lined up behind them in order of identity, and the escort knights are the form that surrounds them. On my right is Vilfleet walking, and on my left is Angelica.

Mr. and Mrs. Geebe Haldenzel slowly descend the stairs. It wasn't the hall where the prayer ceremony would take place, I was leaning my neck towards what was said to be a square, but on second thought, the Irkner harvest festival was also a square. It was a festival celebrated by civilians and Geebe together. I guess even Haldenzel will be a feast to celebrate spring with the civilians.

I was told there was a civilian settlement in the basement, but there were doors lined with white hallways and equal intervals, as the words said. It's like a dorm in the House of Lords. It also looks slightly white walls emitting light, but it's basically dim.

In the centre there was a large square, where the civilians had already gathered. Isn't the similarity to the winter hall that has been around at the prayer ceremony about the fact that it is a festival where civilians gather?

In the centre of the square there is a circular and wide platform in a cylindrical shape, further altars are set up in its central part to offer offerings to God and the Little Holy Grail.

Although seats were created at the Hasse and Irkner harvest festivals in the form of overlooking civilians from the top of the stage, seats were created in Haldenzel so that a round table surrounded the one in front of which the stage was the easiest to see, and the nobles of Haldenzel had already taken their seats.

There were several tables where no one sat in the position they thought would be front. The chair where Mr. and Mrs. Geebe Haldenzel sit is just slightly off the front. I guess it will be our seat, the son of the lord.

"Lady Rosemaine, this way."

The moment Geebe Haldenzel pulled the chair, I could see an irresistible upset running around him. I turn my gaze to your father and mother, not knowing if it is okay to remain in my seat.

The two gently shook their heads sideways. Maybe, don't sit down, they say.

"Could you show Brother Wilfried to your seat first? I'll clean up the beast."

If I refuse to turn away, I will slowly disembark the Lesser Bus. Geebe Haldenzel laughed a little deeper and led Brother Wilfried to his seat. As it is, he also recommends seats to Charlotte.

Fluffy loosened tension around him.

"This way, Master Rosemaine."

When he finished cleaning up the horseman, Geebe Haldenzel pulled the chair for me again. Now I sat in that seat because it seemed fine. It was my seat with the height adjusted in the cushion.

Brother Wilfried on the left, Charlotte next to it, Ghibe Haldenzel on the right, Lady next to it, almost in the form of a father and mother on the front.

The surroundings also seem to have a place in each of them, and the civilians and side servants take their seats. Only the escort knights hold back behind them. When the prayer ceremony begins, they also start to move the side service.

Colored colors and 6 bells ring. Until then, deliberate civilians calmed down perfectly to the sound of a bell marking the beginning of the prayer ceremony.

"The temple chief, please come to the altar."

Mr. and Mrs. Geebe Haldenzel, who said so, rise up and head to the altar. I get up in a hurry and walk behind the two. All of a sudden he's shaking his part, and he's got it all over his head.

... Wait a minute. I didn't ask. I haven't heard anything but give the little chalice to you!? Help me, Chief Cleric! Bring the campe, Fran! Ooh!

"This is the Virgin of Aerenfest and the prestigious Temple Chief. Welcome my sister Elvira's daughter and our compatriots back to the land!

When I was introduced to being the daughter of a mother from Haldenzel and the Virgin of Aerenfest who developed the printing industry and brought wealth to Haldenzel, the residents welcomed me with great excitement. Mother's daughter would treat Haldenzel residents internally even if they met for the first time.

Geebe Haldenzel reaches out his right hand softly and raises it to the shoulder position. The motion alone silenced Sin and Square.

A low, steady voice echoes in a quiet square.

"Spring was brought to Haldenzel today by the Head of the Temple of the Virgin of Aerenfest. Now again this year, to the sober stream of the water goddess Fruitlène, the god of life, Aveliebe, is pushed away, and the goddess of earth, Gedurliech, is rescued".

Geebe Haldenzel moves his arms as he says so, showing the Little Holy Grail on the altar.

Once he cut the words and looked around slowly, he raised his voice.

"Sing, tell God the voice of prayer! Dance, and give thanks to God! Bless the snowmelt!

Wow, the civilians raise their voices of joy. He was overwhelmed by voices that seemed to have waited for the end of the long winter for the calories of the people's joy to be transmitted directly.

That was the beginning of Haldenzel's prayer ceremony.

I have only been introduced to everyone, especially when I return to my seat without doing anything. They say songs and dances take place after this.

The Little Holy Grail has arrived, so starting tomorrow, the inhabitants of the south who are in the fields will also move, and the tribes who hunt will head north. They say the prayer ceremony is a festival that delights in the spring visit and, at the same time, a place that spares the frequent farewell of the inhabitants.

The meal was brought in and the nobles began to eat. Meanwhile, the civilians beat the drums, whistle, sing and dance.

"When the civilians are finished, the next will be a sword dance and song by the nobles."

Geebe Haldenzel sitting next to me tells me that. "We listened to the same song in the winter hall that goes around at the prayer ceremony," says Wilfried and Charlotte.

... Is that it? I've never heard a song at a prayer ceremony?

On second thought, I remembered that I had never properly attended a prayer ceremony until the end, as I had made it a top priority to give one blessing after another.

Apparently, I've been to so many different places that I've never properly attended a prayer ceremony. It's a shock fact.

"Will Wilfried or Charlotte also attend the prayer ceremony?

Geebe Haldenzel looked out for him as surprised. Land-held aristocrats return as soon as the feast ends, so they don't seem to know much about Vilfleet or Charlotte trends.

Wilfried nodded loudly and opened his mouth with a natural face.

"Uhm. Brothers and sisters have to help each other. Wouldn't it be strange to burden Rosemaine alone? We are equal sons of lords."

"That's right. … that, without your sister's magic, would not be of use to us yet, but it is important to do so from where we can. We're going to do a little bit more."

Charlotte shines her blue eyes when she says, "The goal is to be able to celebrate on your own without having to borrow the magic of your sister".

... What shall I do? My brothers and sisters are too dazzled. I'm a kid who only thinks about reading books, and I'm really sorry! But maybe, I can't stop it. I apologize for that, too, forgive me.

"For Master Rosemayne, are you two good brothers and sisters?

"Of course, Geebe Haldenzel. For the two years I was asleep, they worked very hard. Aren't you so grown that you can see my lack of clarity"

My eyes narrowed as Geebe Haldenzel thought in my words.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

I hear a familiar prayer complaint and I turn my gaze over the stage. The knights of Haldenzel, who led the tribe from now on heading north for the hunt, lined up sloppily on the platform.

"End to a deep, deep white world. Breaking down the hard ice that drains everything and rescuing our earthen goddess..."

... Oh, I know this song.

I knew the lyrics to be exact.

It is a poem when a goddess who was a family member of the goddess of earth was separated and banished by the god of life and went to the goddess of water for help. Give the power of your family goddesses to the goddess of light and the goddess of water, and pray for the salvation of the goddess of earth.

I've never heard the song before, but I repeat the same phrase over and over again, so it's not that hard.

Somehow singing, haphazard, Biblical prayer songs are bad. It could be a weird blessing.

As I was patient with my nose song, it seemed that Geebe Haldenzel had noticed it and narrowed his eyes with pleasure.

"This is a Haldenzel song that delights in the spring visit and marks the beginning of the hunt. Sing this and the men will go hunting."

"... oh? Isn't that a song about wishing for snow melt and bringing in the goddess of water?

Leaning his neck by accident, Geebe Haldenzel looked at me with a strange face.

"I've never even heard of this song at the Aerenfest Spring Feast, and it's the same in the House of Lords. I thought it would only be sung in Haldenzel...... do you know Master Rosemaine?

"I've never heard the song before, but the scripture passed down from generation to generation to temple chief had its poems and pictures on it. It's not in the other scriptures in the Temple Library, so I guess it's really an old poem. The Biblical painting says that the goddess of the family actually sings. on such a cylindrical stage."

When I explained, I started Geebe Haldenzel, and your father and mother blinked.

Now on the cylindrical stage are offerings to God and the Little Holy Grail.

"Do you also sing, Master Rosemaine? If the Virgin of Aerenfest offers her prayers, her visit this spring seems early"

I looked around in surprise at Geebe Haldenzel's suggestion. Sounds interesting, it says in the faces of the nobles around you, but I'd be in trouble if weird blessings popped up at the noli of the banquet concealment.

"... I have no plans to do any divine work here."

"Oh, isn't delivering this prayer ceremony little chalice in itself part of the divine?

"That's true..."

...... what shall we do!? Help me, Chief Cleric!

Your mother stood between me and Geebe Haldenzel thinking seriously about flying the Ordnants.

"Brother, it's cruel of you to sing the first song you've ever heard. Wouldn't it be better if a Haldenzel woman sang, not Rosemaine? Let the women sing this year, as men were all singing"

At the moment I stroke my ho breasts down to Mother's helpboat, my eyes narrow with pleasure as the nobles of Haldenzel, like my already retired uncle, look at Mother.

"Oh, did Master Elvira sing for a long time?

"Because of this, I'd like to hear Elvira's fesh peel."

Since her dowry to Aerenfest, her mother seemed to rarely return to her parents' house, and her eyes narrowed so that the old men would miss the old days.

Geebe Haldenzel also shifts his gaze from me to his mother and raises the edge of his lips. The look on his brother's face teasing his sister, but there he could see his feelings for his family, which also included nostalgia.

"Oh, that's good. Elvira, it's better up there. Would you still be able to sing?

Eventually, on a cylindrical platform, I was to sing with all the women. Every year, a man sings, so the women of Haldenzel also remember the lyrics, and anyone can sing them.

The surroundings begin to thrive on the dedication of songs by women who were to jump in, or be done thoughtfully. Unable to cut off the expectations and demands of her surroundings, her mother was to go up to the table with a fesh peel.

"Father, because of me, Mother..."

When you look at your father for what to do, even though it's not his mother's intention, he looks out for his mother who doesn't seem to have a choice but to stand up so that he is rather looking forward to it.

"Don't guide me. Elvira's skill is quite good."

"... Are you suddenly proud of your wife?

I was worried, but because I thought, I couldn't help but laugh at the words of Brother Lamprecht. He also holds his mouth around him, pointing a raw warm gaze at his father like he sees something smiling.

"Oh, I'm proud of my daughter-in-law, Master Calstead?

Her mother looked down at her father with a full tea gaze.

After a much breathtaking father looks around, he coughs up with Gohon.

"Ah, Rosemaine. Keep that on your chest without pointing it out. All right?"

"Yes, I keep in mind that your father is in love sometimes"

"Please let me hear more about it later, Master Rosemayne"

Immediately after I promised to keep it in my chest, my mother asked me to talk to her.

... Well, what do we do?