Ascendance of a Bookworm

Today all seating will be over, done. And in the morning when I can afford it, I'll be strong and cool by previewing next year and modifying water cannons.

"Brother, sister, I wish you good luck in your sophomore year.... Everyone passed the first day last year, so it doesn't seem like there's any need for me to worry."

Charlotte put her hand on her cheek and said so exhaling softly. The freshman, led by Charlotte, seems to have failed three junior nobles in history and geography yesterday afternoon, and has already missed the first day of all. After dinner yesterday, Charlotte said he was having a countermeasure meeting with his freshman year while we were debriefing sophomore year's practical skills.

"Even with some education and references beforehand, we were unable to pass the lower nobility. I really don't know how I can go to the House of Lords without any advance preparation and lead all the lower nobles to pass..."

Charlotte leans her neck with a face that looks so strange. He's been putting the kids together for a few years in the kids' room, so he didn't think it would be that hard if he only led the freshman year. But when I actually tried, they didn't get to the pass line in about ten days of stuffing.

"Charlotte, that's not something an ordinary person can imitate. While teaching those who do not meet the acceptance criteria, Rosemaine was grasping the poor parts of the person and preparing a review question to crush them thoroughly. Cut yourself some sleep. On top of that, I stick with the lower nobles all the time while studying my own and keep them studying and putting heavy pressure on me...... The lower nobles were truly pathetic then."

I flaunted my shoulders lightly at the words of Wilfried, who looked back this time last year with a smudged face. Isn't that as if I were the chief cleric who educates Spartans?

... Well, I got some references.

"That's what Brother Wilfried said, but isn't it Brother Wilfried who told you to pass as soon as possible to register for the library?"

If Wilfried hadn't told me that I would postpone my library registration until all freshmen passed seating, I wouldn't have had such a packed education.

"Oh, yeah. I was ignorant. I learned that I should never involve anyone else when imposing book-related conditions on them. Charlotte, be very careful when you move Rosemaine. Ask for the equivalent around you based on what Rosemaine herself does and can do. Unlike the usual, they want to work their way to the limit."

"It's too spicy to be asked for the equivalent of your sister," Charlotte nodded in a strangely realistic voice to Wilfried's advice.

"Wouldn't it be better to be able to stretch and study than to be stuffed with what you study in the fastest way this year's freshman year couldn't pass, but with many days of heavy pressure on the Lordship Candidate and no sense of the taste of rice"

I see sophomore junior aristocrats in Wilfried's words with a face that the freshman looks so sorry for. That face clearly says, "I'm glad we're not ourselves".

"You're right about your brother. We talked last night about working hard this year and trying to score high for freshmen. There is less to learn than upper classmates, so even if you want to score high, you have a winning chance. Everyone on the first day decided to talk about passing as a goal for next year. If we can prepare for a year, we have a chance. Right?"

Freshman snorts loudly at Charlotte's words. I could see a good sense of trust there. Three years after the christening ceremony, Charlotte, who has led the children's room, seems to be putting together a solid first year. I encourage freshmen who fail to pass the first day, set the next goal, and guide them.

"Freshman year would be advantageous where there's not much to learn, but the upper classmates are ready, so there are probably a lot of top performers this year. He's a great enemy."

"If you are a sister, do not apply such heavy pressure"

With Charlotte gently staring at us, we move on to the central building, the auditorium for the second year and the classroom for the first year.

"Today, the freshman year will do the creation of the Riding Beast, right? Good luck, everyone."

"Yeah, I'm going to make it a riding beast just like your sister. I'm watching your sister's riding beast up close, so it might be a little advantageous."

Charlotte said so and split with laughter. Other freshmen follow suit. We are the last students in the auditorium.

"Then let's all win our first day of passing."

"It took me a year to learn. Definitely passed. The important thing is how to score high."

That's what Wilfried says as he looks around the sophomore confidently with Ni. As soon as I passed last year's class, I created a new reference book in the library comparing my sophomore reference books. And we all share the reference books that we have made, each of which we have written and spent a year studying. That confidence was in everyone's face.

"I'm confident this year"

Philine and Roderich, who struggled with last year's history and geography, strained their chests. We're fine. I also had enough confidence to say so.

Sit side by side in the 10th seat of the auditorium and take out the magic pen. Today is the day Aerenfest sophomore continued last year and it will be decided if they can all pass on the first day. I can see the attention being paid to the students around me.

"Hey, Vilfried. If we pass in today's lecture, can we really all pass the first day? I'm surprised. Drevanhell has a few more defects in the lower nobility."

That's what Oltveen said when he stopped on his way to seat 3. Wilfried glances lightly at Drevanhell's students as they slip in line.

"Unlike Aerenfest, where all will pass if eight passes, doesn't Drevanhell have about 30 sophomores? Isn't it difficult for everyone to pass?"

"That's true, but I'm pretty sure even a small number of people have dramatically improved Aerenfest's grades, right? Actually, I'm looking forward to everyone passing today, too. Well, it's Drevanhell who scores high."

Oltveen laughs furiously and heads to his seat.

Wilfried laughed happily at the encouragement from Drevanhell and began to review the reference we had created ourselves. Deep green eyes front the good enemy, burning up.

"You can't lose"

"Mm-hmm. I want to beat Oltween in my grades, regardless of territory"

... Nice. This kind of friendship.

Last year in the House of Lords, with all a little envy for the relationship Wilfried has made, I will also do a final review. Literature and the sociology of economics and ethics, which study poetry, are today's subjects. They're both easy foundations, so it's not that hard.

Soon the bell rings and the teachers come in. And since tomorrow's fruit day is the day the freshman makes the acquisition of "God's will," it seems that the freshman sitting will take place in the morning. They say sophomores will also be replaced with morning and afternoon lectures in relation to the classroom.

Such administrative explanations were followed by an examination of literature.

"Drevanhell, Aerenfest, they're all passing."

All the literary exams were passed. When Wilfried looks around at everyone in Aerenfest and nods one, he immediately embarks on his next exam study.

Sociology is one of the subjects where teachers took turns before and after the coup d 'état and the content of lectures has changed dramatically. Unlike the Chief Cleric's reference book and the new lecture content, it was difficult to compile the reference book. Moreover, the content is a subject that seems to be more difficult and useful in the future during the priesthood.

"Well, I'm going to start my sociology exam."

The sociology teacher who stood before me is Flaurelm. I laugh nicely when I look around and see that the test forms have gone over to all of them. And I started reading out the problem sentences.

"Huh? What, that's..."

"There was no such thing."

A frivolous voice rises as soon as possible. It often rises out of Drevanhell, the senior nobles around it, or the territory where we have a precise preview.

Flaurelm puts a kicking, strong eye on the students in the voice of agitation that spreads through the auditorium.

"Be quiet! You've read the exam questions three times! Question should not be asked until you have read the issue. It's annoying for the others!

The kinky, high voice of Flaurelm echoed inside the auditorium through a magical instrument that sounded. With a voice that made me want to hold my ear by accident, Flaurelm began to read the second time in question, even if I still had the blemishes. Everyone starts writing pens in their hands at the same time that it's hard to miss them. The blurring of the auditorium instantly disappeared.

I just finished the first question three times: "Dr. Fraurelm!" and a voice rises from Drevanhell, and as everyone sits and writes, Oltveen stands up all the time.

"What is it, Drevanhell?

"Something is wrong with the content of the exam. There was no such thing last year."

Oltveen is right. The issue now mentioned by Fraurelm is that of the content of the lectures of the priesthood. After the coup d 'état, the content of the lecture should have changed since Fraurelm became precisely in charge. Although it is not uncommon for the lecture content to change when the teacher in charge changes, the content should not have changed while the same teacher was in charge.

A similarly pointing voice was raised by the surrounding students, and for some time Fraurelm, quietly listening to it, raised the edge of his lips.

"Different from last year's contents? That would be so. This year, it's something we're going to learn. Class content is not necessarily the same as in previous years. That's what old students used to learn when it comes to current issues. I just incorporated what I thought I'd better learn from my old lectures."

It was the words of an educationally enthusiastic teacher, if only to hear the words. Because I studied the old lectures and incorporated what the students decided was better learned into their lectures.

... In the first few years of my assignment, I was impressed, and without that smile, I thought, "You're working hard too, Doctor."

Flaurelm's gaze about changing the content of the lecture and laughing huffle is not toward Oltveen, but toward Aerenfest. It's a laugh I can guess even though I hate that it's an exam to keep everyone from passing on the first day of the lecture.

"Sit down if you have more than a question, Drevanhel"

"... ok"

Oltween has also figured out what Flaurelm's gaze means, and as he sat down he looked back slightly and turned his worrying gaze to this one. I can see sympathetic gaze being directed from all around me as well. However, the first large territory Drevanhel to raise his voice sat uncontested, making his surroundings unable to raise any more voices.

"We just have to do what we can."

I nodded cocklessly at the whining of Wilfried. Rhoderich and Filine also nod slowly as they look at Fraurelm.

"Okay, I'll go on."

The quiet auditorium sounded a voice reading out Flaurelm's problems, and in between they began to hear the sound of running the pen. Test resumes.

"... are we all done?

By the time Aerenfest had finished the exam, most territories had completed their submissions. I haven't learned anything at all, and there's no way I can solve an exam where less than half of the content I haven't done at all in the last decade or so of classes has been given. Because most territories gave up early and submitted about half of the blank test forms.

Though I am finishing the exam, most of the territory must remain in my seat because I am interested in what will happen to Aerenfest's grades.

"Rhoderich, I need you to submit it now."

Nodding at Wilfried's words, Rhoderich, with the test forms together, heads to Fraurelm. Apparently he was waiting for Aerenfest to submit, and Flaurelm took the test form with a niggling grin.

"Let's score Aerenfest quickly"

As soon as I said that and started grading, Flaurelm's eyes opened wide and his hand as he graded began to tremble as a mess.

"Ho, isn't that a great answer"

"You must have been satisfied with this, Dr. Fraurelm? Aerenfest has not acted fraudulently or otherwise. Anyway, they all pass even what they didn't tell us at all."

Teachers scoring together raised their eyebrows lightly and compared the exam form to the flaurelm to make it interesting.

"Ku...... All Ellenfest passes."

Flaurelm's voice sounds even remorseful, and a surprise runs into the auditorium. Those in the test have also raised their faces to surprise and turned their gaze to Aerenfest.

"All pass!?

"Why!?

I look around with a grin that Wilfried seems to be good at to the surprises around me. I can see Philine and Lauderich laughing small too. Without a doubt, I must also be showing the laughter of the synagogue "do it".

Drevanhell, who was finishing the exam earlier, rose up making a zappy noise and flipped an emerald green cloak over to this side.

"Congratulations on passing, Wilfried. But why don't you let me know why you passed? Exam questions should have been different from lectures."

Wilfried glanced lightly at Oltveen's question.

"It's an easy thing. Didn't Dr. Fraurelm say that? He said it was an old lecture. We were just putting ourselves in the field of study there, too."

Different from what I used to learn makes a difference in my knowledge with my bosses and seniors after I started working later. You should learn everything you need, because you're doing something more advanced in the old days. "Don't think the knight apprentice is the only one with a reduced level of education," the clergyman also said.

The knight apprentices and new knights have been specially trained and re-beaten at Aerenfest based on their old education, and their education to the new civilian population has been reviewed, but there's no way they're keeping the students in the House of Lords intact.

"When reviewing Aerenfest's study methods, it just so happens that I made a new reference book while comparing the contents of the old lecture with the contents of the current lecture, Dear Oltveen, that this exam helped me"

It's not just sophomores. In order not to make us say that we are undereducated when we become new adults, the reference books for all courses are newly recreated so that we can compare and cover both the past and the present. I have no problem with the same thing happening in any school year or course.

"... surprised. Even Drevan Hill will be able to help you."

Ni laughs after Oltveen blinks her light brown eyes. Drevanhell is going to be a pretty tough opponent next year, all 30 of them are going to pass.

Wilfried laughs when he finds a good opponent to "work with each other". Maybe Wilfried is the type who wants to fight each other with all his might, but I'm either the type who wants to win as easily as possible.

... Let's keep some more Bible picture books to ourselves.

"Oh, yeah. Dear Rosemaine,"

I blinked, suddenly voiced by Oltveen. It is rare for Oltveen to speak to me, not Vilfleet. "It's a message from my sister Adolphine," Oltveen said to me, leaning her neck in a quiet manner to look as elegant as possible.

Instantly in my brain I think of Adolphine, who has glided her fingers to Wine Red's hair at a rapport to show off her luster, and I accidentally figure her out.

"If you have finished your class today, there will be time in the morning before you return to Aerenfest at the service ceremony, so make sure you have a tea party with Master Rosemaine. My sister was sorry to hear that she and Eglantine in Classenburg enjoyed the tea party last year even before she entered the social season."

... Oh, oh, I've been invited to a tea party! Wow, I don't want to go. I'm afraid I don't know what they'll ask me.

It is an invitation from Drevanhell, who has immediately imitated Linshan. Inside, I said, "Hey, no!" I deepen my grin even more nicely so as not to put fear and battle on my face. There's no way I can turn down Drevanhell's invitation. I have no choice but to be invited with laughter.

"Well, is that an invitation from Master Adolphine? I'm very happy to know. I'm looking forward to it, too," he said.

... Oh, less library time.

"Princess, the color of your face is not good enough for everyone to pass."

Return to the dorm for lunch. As I entered the dorm, Richarda looked worried and peered into my face. I shake my head gently.

"Drevanhell gave me a tea party appointment. I'm sure you'll receive an invitation soon, so please respond."

Brunhilde held his fist in good spirits with a strong light motivated by his candy eyes in my words.

"I've been studying for a year so that I can keep up with Rosemayne's too early socialization. We'll take care of it exactly."

"You have a lot of promises to make, even though it was before they returned at the dedication ceremony. Is this a music teacher's tea party, a library tea party, a tea party with Dear Hannelore of Dunkelferger and Adolphine of Drevanhell? It's an overly luxurious facial rash, and I'm really amazed at Rosemaine's interactive relationship."

I counted the faces the reseller promised and laughed small. They are very concerned about preparation because the AC range is too different from that of Aerenfest so far.

"Well, Lieselator. In this case, my arm rings. Socialization starts too early, but I'm looking forward to it. Something very rewarding."

Brunhilde is strained, but given that I would have started socializing after my return at the service ceremony, I'm pretty sure there's too much socializing in there too early for others.

"You can't refuse Drevanhell's tea party because it's a strain on the sides, can you?

"If you refuse everything, it's still impossible to say it's just Drevanhel."

I know, but I was exhaling lightly, and the freshman came back for lunch.

Until he came back, Nico and Charlotte, smiling, rush over as soon as my eyes met. The complexion was blue and seemed to be twilight on the way.

"What happened, Charlotte?

"Um, sister. I was invited to a tea party by Drevanhell during today's practice. My first tea party will be nervous, so please join my sister,"

... Wow, I feel completely besieged.

Linshan's method was easily studied and imitated. Hair decorations are also made by knitting yarns, so it's only a matter of time before they are imitated. My mother learned how to knit by simply rolling the smallest flowers. A hand-worked artisan would start to reproduce intricate knitting hair decorations in about a year if he got one hair decoration.

Although I don't think the plant paper is so easy to figure out how to make it, if you can examine the fiber, I think you will soon find out that it is made from plants. Whatever they ask, whatever they answer, they're going to be studied.

The desire to twist and lag behind widens. I want to get sick and fall asleep already. Fill me up with backwards feelings.

That's when I heard Charlotte whining.

"I can't believe it's a tea party with Drevanhell..."

... Ha! Charlotte is invited too, but if I fall asleep, Charlotte will have to go alone, won't she? That's no good!

I can't even let Charlotte go alone to a tea party that makes me feel depressed. I must lead you to Charlotte, anxious for your first tea party.

"It's okay, Charlotte. It comes with me. Let's face Drevanhel together with a strong heart."

He looked at me still as Charlotte blinked his blue eyes. I laugh and show Charlotte to revitalize.

... you can count on me. Because I'm Charlotte's sister.

Did my feelings make sense, and Charlotte snorted with a temperamental grin in her anxiety, too.

"Yeah, I'll do everything I can."