Ascendance of a Bookworm

The meeting at the Italian restaurant was successfully concluded, and the reward of two years of hard work to Frieda and the Plantan Chamber of Commerce gave way to the idea of making gelatine and stationery.

"Is it stationery to clean up a large amount of paper? That's great."

Benno, who already uses botanical paper at work, was happy with the idea of storage goods and said he would let them be made as soon as possible. First, they want themselves.

"At the Ottomar Chamber of Commerce, we have to prepare a workshop to build gelatine."

"The smell is so strong, you should build a workshop in a town near a rural area with lots of pigs, not the whole city"

"Thank you. I know. We'll take that into account."

If gelatin can be done, the range of dishes should also be much wider. I also bought an improved recipe from Ilse and ended up with very little money coming and going.

It wasn't until shortly after the spring mitzvah that the Ordnants delivered Wilfried's proud voice.

"Final confirmation is over, Rosemaine! We're leaving for Grechelle!

(i) After Ordnants, whose excitement flew in as it was after work, Ordnants also arrived from his mother, who is the head of the printing industry. The final confirmation was over, so when I finished my summer baptism ceremony, I went to Grechelle.

I will immediately inform the Plantain Chamber of Commerce of my plans and ask the Gutenbergs to contact me so that I can prepare the clothes of the gray clerics travelling to the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. I contacted the workshop through Gill, and I informed the clergyman of my plans.

I also had a meeting with the castle sidekicks in Ordonanz, and this time I decided to take Brunhilde home. And then there are two civilian apprentices and two escort knights.

And two days after the summer baptism ceremony, the day of departure for Grechelle.

Gutenberg and I meet in front of the main entrance of the temple, just like we did when we headed to Haldenzel. With Gutenberg in full swing and lots of luggage, this Lesser Bus is a large bus specification.

"Wow, what is this!? Wow!"

Heidi, who sparkled her eyes, left the loading to her husband, Joseph, and boarded the wreather bus best. "Help me, idiot!" Even if the yelling Joseph's voice sounds, Heidi doesn't seem to have heard it, and he's touching the inside of the Lesser Bus to raise his voice of excitement.

"Soft! Comfortable to touch, fluffy! I wonder what it's made of?

Ingo watched Lesser Bus with the eyes of a creepy object and Shaggu Heidi. But it wasn't just Benno, Damian and Lutz, but when Zach and Johan saw how they loaded their bags with pale confirmation, they started loading their bags once they grabbed their fists and tempered them.

"Dear Rosemaine,"

Following Gill, the gray clerics with the luggage from the workshop also came to the front entrance. He works outside the temple and sometimes leaves in front of a civilian with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, thus giving him used clothing of sufficient quality to be worn by an apprentice at the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. The grey clerics returning from Hasse's small temple occasionally cared about his neck and pulled his sleeve on his eyes.

"I never wear anything other than work clothes and grey cleric clothes, so I'm confused by beautiful clothes"

I'll get used to it soon, Gil clapped his shoulder. Unlike the other gray clerics, Gil, who frequents the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, is completely used to it.

"It's been a long time since I've been away with Master Rosemaine, and I feel kind of nostalgic"

It's been since Ilkner.

Gil didn't go to Haldenzel's prayer ceremony, so it's been a while since we've gone away together. I'm just having a little fun hiking.

After loading the baggage, Angelica takes the passenger seat and the Gutenbergs take the back seat. Tense with a stretched face is the first rider of the beast, who is used to fastening his seat belt quickly and already forgiving. Heidi, curious and most haunted, is a different frame even for beginners of horsemanship.

"Now, remember to set up a vilfried as much as possible, even in a little conversation, and be careful not to run wild"

"Okay. I'm supposed to send Hoogo to the sheriff's kitchen while I'm away, so I think you'll enjoy the new dishes for a while."

Dropped off by the chief clergymen and Fran, and I let the Lesser Bus depart. Then, just like when we headed to Haldenzel, we stopped by the castle, joined our mothers and the clerks, and headed to Grechel, protected by the Knights.

This time, Wilfried and Charlotte are leaving messages, to be accompanied by junior civilians who were unable to accompany Haldenzel. Some of the civilians running on horseback were Darmuel's brother, Henrik.

Grechelle crosses the river west of Aerenfest and is just running on a horseback for a while. Originally a direct jurisdiction, the fact that the princess of Arlensbach has been married begins that the Lordship Candidate, who was to come off the next Lordship, was given land and became Geebe Grechel.

If the princess of Arlensbach had never been married and your lord candidate had rightfully become lord, Brunhilde might have been the lord candidate. In other words, Grechel is a very unfriendly home for Veronica and the former temple chief, and Geebe Grechel is the Earl who refused to pick up the relics of the former temple chief.

Incidentally, the furniture left behind by the former temple chief did not have much to pick up even within the temple due to the intentions of the blue cleric and his parents, who perceived that the situation would change. For this reason it was placed in storage, but it was decided, at the suggestion of the clergyman, that it would be used effectively in the temple room for meetings with the civilian. I am now replacing and re-polishing the cloth on the chair.

The former temple chief used furniture that matched the character of his parents, making it a rather luxurious meeting room. Maybe a nervous, hard-to-use conference room for junior civilian.

"Welcome, Master Rosemaine. Looking good and above all, Brunhilde."

Geebe Grechel welcomed me. After a long noble greeting, Brunhilde rushed out to prepare my room while her mother was talking to Geebe. He wants to reassure his family by showing himself working impeccably as a sidekick.

Dropping off Brunhilde, I introduce the Gutenbergs to Grechelle's printing clerk. As was the case with Irkner and Haldenzel's long stays, the Gutenbergs were supposed to sleep at the detachment used by clerics during prayer ceremonies and harvest festivals.

At the end of a single introduction, except for Benno and Damien, they carry the luggage they need to live away and start getting their rooms ready.

"You want to carry your luggage to the workshop within today. It's a hassle to take it down from the horseman and load it again tomorrow."

"Huh? Is Master Rosemayne in town?

Benno and Damien, and the civilians, including me, started discussing their plans for this aftermath, but the junior civilians were just amazed and utterly unable to talk.

"We need to take a closer look at what the printing workshop looks like. We came to confirm it, both in Haldenzel and Irkner, and in Grechel, Brother Wilfried should have headed to confirm it first, so it's not so surprising, is it?

"That's right..."

"I also visited Haldenzel's workshop. I'll check on Grechelle too."

Preach the importance of checking the scene and order the civilians to accompany you. Philine and Haltmut, nearby, immediately followed, so the civilians were to follow.

"Being junior aristocrats, we often also undertake contacts with lower towns, but we didn't expect senior aristocrats or lord candidates to talk to civilians"

"Starting tomorrow, the Gutenbergs will work quickly, won't they? How long is it going to take to get a contract with the Plantan Chamber of Commerce?

"... I know it's not something Rosemaine cares about."

Candidates for Lordship and princesses from other realms came to the original direct jurisdiction. Unlike Ilkner and Haldenzel, who live with civilians, Grechel's castle gave the impression of a second aristocratic city. It feels isolated inside the castle and in the lower town outside.

"If the Plantan Chamber of Commerce contract doesn't end, we can't go back to Aerenfest. You can't leave my precious Gutenberg without any protection."

This may not go the same way as Ilkner or Haldenzel. I smile and put pressure on Gutenberg and the others to treat me like my personal belongings, the adoptive daughters of the lords.

"I don't think Lady Rosemaine needs to be present..."

Brunhilde, the only person I know to attend a meeting in the castle, showed difficulty in my going to a place where civilians are also present. However, it is difficult for Grechelle's nobility, who starts the printing industry, not to be concerned.

"Civilians are also more unfamiliar with first-timers, so as someone who stands on top, you have to take a good look at them. Don't Brunhilde confirm the new business that starts in Grechelle?

"... we will be with you"

And surprised not only by Geebe Grechel and Brunhilde, but also by the junior civilian raised in the aristocratic district, I travelled with the Gutenbergs on a wreather bus with my bags to a printing workshop built in a civilian settlement. The Lesser Bus seemed to have drained the liver of Grechelle's people, and his uncle, the workshop manager, greeted him with a puckered mouth.

"I'm going to be guiding you to Gutenberg. The period during which Gutenberg can be lent to Grechel will be until the Harvest Festival. In the meantime, be sure to acquire the technology and run the printing workshop."

At the end of the introduction of Gutenberg and the artisans, the parts of the printing press are carried by Gutenberg and Grechel artisans. When you're done unloading to the printing workshop, the paper mill is next. He also lowered some tools to the paper mill, which was being built just off the small river, and introduced the gray clerics, starting with Gill.

From the next day on, as I watched, I proceeded with the contract of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. In the days leading up to the end of the rubbing of the conditions, I found time to take my side and the junior civilians, starting with Henrik, who were accompanying me, to the workshop to show them how to deal with the civilians.

Brunhilde was reluctant to go into Lower Town, but when he said, "This printing business is going to be his next fashion," he follows with a face that bites his lips off.

"... your enthusiasm for the Brunhilde epidemic is real. I'm impressed."

"Has Master Rosemaine tried me?

I nodded loudly as I looked straight into my rather narrowed candy eyes.

"Yep. I wanted to see to what extent Brunhilde could be left to me. Sounds like you're okay with how much you leave to it when it comes to epidemics. I'm relieved."

Brunhilde gives a complicated grin, as if he was happy to be admitted, praised and troubled for going to the workshop willingly.

Beyond that, Darmuel gently clasped his shoulders toward Henrik and the others, who were black-and-white in my way, completely different from the way the senior aristocrats had done before.

"Master Rosemaine is innovative, and I told you she would swing even if she was used to it, brother"

"Very well. … this is hard to switch consciousness"

Henrik is a young civilian chosen to take into account the fact that he said that bitterly but is relatively accustomed to dealing with civilians.

Several trips to the workshop have allowed Henrik to have the same conversation as I, who hold between Grechelle's craftsmen and Gutenberg, and as I watched Filine ask the craftsmen questions and Hultmoot listen to Gutenberg.

... Henrik is with Dermuel and seems flexible. That's brothers.

"I, in view of the fact that we are likely to be able to hear the views of the civilian population, have chosen a civilian involved in the printing industry. Henrik seems to be a treasure in the printing and paper industries because he can have conversations without being too expensive for the civilian audience."

If I praised him so, the other civilians immediately began to learn from it. If we raise them at this rate, we are likely to manage to develop a civilian who can hear the views of the civilian population to some extent.

Geebe Grechelle, who only had contacts at meals, said on the last day, "I see. I could understand Brunhilde and Elvira's saying that the fundamentals of thinking are different," he said. Probably the word not being aristocratic, but as far as I'm concerned, it ended up being a satisfactory result, so no problem.

He left the Gutenbergs behind, took only Benno and returned to Aerenfest.

We are now contacted that a paper mill has been created, and while Irkner and I are both in contact at Ordnants and sending Plantan Chamber of Commerce people and gray clerics, the day keeps passing.

"Tomorrow is finally the ritual of star knot between Hugo and Ella."

"We also have rituals in the aristocratic district, so we have to keep the meetings in mind"

Fran exhaled gently and said so. Since the two, exclusive cooks, are getting married, the cooking tomorrow will be done by Nicola alone.

Hugo, who had been called by Fran, opened his mouth with a happy, helpless grin.

"It's okay. Nicola, we're done for tomorrow."

Looks like Hoogo could have helped me prepare downstairs, but it won't make a difference that Nicolas is having a hard time. I must prepare my lunch in anticipation of the end of the ritual.

"Nicola said she would work hard for both of us. Hugo, tomorrow you have to protect Ella from the fruit of Tau."

In Lower Town there is a star festival to hit the bride and groom with the fruit of tau after finishing the star knot ritual at the temple. The bridegroom must protect the bride from the fruits of Tau and rush to her new home.

Running away is not an easy thing either, as the bachelors who could not marry throw all their strength with jealousy, just like Hugo has done so far.

"I'll take care of it. The seclusion of a man you can't marry will make you laugh."

Hoogo laughs nicely that I'm finally the star. Seems strained, so above all. Ella, who has a lot to prepare for her marriage, is off today, but tomorrow she will show herself as a bride in the temple.

I dared to ignore it, though I found Darmuel, the man I could not marry, looking at Hugo with resentful eyes. I'm asking your mother, so there's nothing more I can do for Darmuel.

And the next day. I shall perform the ritual of the star knot with support early in the morning.

"Dear Rosemaine, I'm going to the orphanage"

"Fritz, best wishes to the children"

Since Gil is on a business trip to Grechelle, Fritz has undertaken the role of taking the orphanage children to the woods to pick up Tau's fruit. Fritz is used to taking me to the woods the same way when I was traveling to Ilkner and Haldenzel.

"So, Master Rosemaine. Let's head to the chapel."

Speaking to Fran, careful not to step on his sloppy hem, I turn to the prayer room.

Darmuel murmured blushingly along the way.

"Dear Rosemaine, is Elvira going to introduce you to anyone tonight?

"You don't know that unless you ask your mother."

"... ask me."

In addition to cutting mansions, expanding factions and the printing industry, Mother is also busily preparing to welcome Brother Lamprecht's bride. Just pray that the Darmuel thing hasn't been forgotten.

"Temple Chief, come in."

With the voice of the chief cleric, the door is opened by the gray clerics. If the door opens, we're done talking to Darmuel. I go into the prayer room with the scriptures brought from Fran.

As the light bell rang, I walked upright, walking in front of the bride and groom and the blue clergyman, up to the altar.

With the sheriff's good voice, the myth is read out. Talk about the marriage of the Supreme God, the Dark God, and the Goddess of Light, where various problems still arise after marriage, but where the two join forces to get over it, becomes the story of a star knot ritual.

Hearing the chief priest's voice, I looked down at the bride and groom lining up in the prayer room from the top of the platform. To put together the precious colors of each birth season, the star knot ritual is the most colorful and enjoyable to watch.

I saw Ella and Hugo before me.

Ella looks up on the stage, dressed in emerald green sunshine, the precious color of spring. Tulli and the hair ornament I chose is shaken by the brown hair close to Ella's redhead. Compared to the surrounding brides, it was not as luxurious as floating, but it had a gorgeous and eye-catching exquisite feel.

Although I usually only see work clothes, Ella looked so cute when I put on the costume like this. It would be because of the way in and out of the temple and the way Nicola stands and is in daily contact with her, she has a better posture than the brides around her, and looks like a truly thorough atmosphere.

Unlike Ella, who meets me and smiles happily, Hugo, dressed in dark green sunshine, had a tiny look on his face as if nervous. Not at all like the happy, good looking look you had yesterday.

... Ella looks ok, but is Hugo ok?

As I watched Hugo with worry, I looked up at Hugo from time to time and saw Ella laughing as little as she made fun of him. That was a very smiling sight, so I stopped worrying about Hugo immediately.

... you have a lovely daughter-in-law to worry about, but you don't have to worry about me, do you? I'll be gone forever!

With that in mind I spin the Word of Prayer to bless.

"The Supreme God, who presides over the high pavilion sky, is a husband and wife of darkness and light, who hears my prayers, who bless the birth of a new couple, who offer their thoughts, their prayers and their gratitude, and who do not give them the blessing of holiness."

Praying for the blessings of the Supreme God's husband and wife God, a splash of gold light and black light from the ring pours down on the bride and groom.

For the first time I saw my blessing, I found Hugo and Ella eyes wide open.

"Let their doorstep be bright with the blessing of the Supreme God"

With the voice of the chief priest, the door of the temple is opened giggly, by the gray cleric. The dazzling summer sun came in at once, reflecting on the white walls, and the prayer room brightened all at once.

At the same time, the magic equipment of silence loses its potency and a voice starts to rise from the mouth of the bride and groom like excitement.

"Alright, a real blessing!

"I got the blessing of the temple chief. All you have to do is run away from Tau's fruit."

"I definitely feel like I can win"

Before the upcoming festival, the bridegroom leaves the temple in a temper. Hugo also raised his face as he aroused, and looked back once and looked at me. Looking at Hugo, Ella, who was next door, looks back at me in the same way.

"Thank you, Chief Temple, for a wonderful blessing!

Hugo's loud voice echoed the prayer room. As it followed, the other bride and groom who were about to leave the prayer room stopped. Grateful voices about blessings begin to rise.

I bless you here a few times and although I had raised my voice to my surprise "wow," this is the first time I have ever been appreciated. My cheeks unwittingly loosen.

"May happiness come to everyone"

In reply to the bride and groom, starting with the Hoogos, wow! and cheers, and the occasion thrives.

"Let's go, Ella. I will protect you today."

"You always protect me, not just today, don't you?

As Hugo said, "Oh, yeah," he held Ella and ran out of the temple. I want you to run to your new home at this rate.