Ascendance of a Bookworm

My seriously eyed adoptive father told me, "Ferdinand noticed me, be careful not to be brought back. Reading time will surely be reduced," he cautioned, and I leaned my neck tightly. It is impossible to return to the Temple without the Chief Cleric noticing.

"Nothin 'to be aware of... Lord Ferdinand was always in touch with the sidekicks when we returned to the temple. With that magic kit letter."

"Mm?"

My adoptive father put a little effort between my eyebrows and put his arms together to think about something. Apparently my adoptive father doesn't quite understand, so I will explain the steps to return to the temple.

"When you return to the castle, you can do it in Ordonanz, but when you return to the temple, you must ask Master Ferdinand to contact the side servants with a letter of magic equipment. I need to get ready to pick you up."

My adoptive father, who did not need to use anything other than Ordonanz, gave a convincing look to my words and nodded several times.

"I see. But don't guide me. If it's a magic kit letter, I'll do it for you. Now you can contact the other side of the service."

My adoptive father looked here and there with Gasagoso and gave me a letter of magic equipment. I just want to get right back today, but dinner is close. You won't make it just in time. I decided to return to the temple after breakfast tomorrow and wrote to Fran.

"Dear adoptive father, when you receive your order from Charlotte or Brunhilde, first, please send it to the Temple. I beg the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce."

"Oh, okay. Anything else?

"If Haltmoot or Filine had gotten some story again, I'd be glad to send it to the temple. It makes you feel happier to have a lot to read."

My adoptive father nodded slowly, saying that I don't understand where reading is going to be a break.

I will not ask for anything else, but I will make a seal, thinking, and fly letters of sorcery. Now Fran and the others will be ready to accept us. That's it.

"Okay, Rosemaine. Do your reading for a while and get some rest."

"Yes!"

When I got out of my adoptive father's office, I immediately went back to my room. Side servants must be prepared to head to the temple.

"On the order of my adoptive father, I will come and examine the Bible in detail. Looks like Geebe and the others want to know a lot about Haldenzel's miracle. So I'm going back to the temple for a while."

Tell that to the proximities, starting with Richarda, and get them ready to return to the temple. With so many books, such as Dunkelferger's books and materials borrowed from Solange, I grin. From now until the service ceremony, I am reading at the order of my adoptive father. Rest is the most important purpose, so I have no problem with the answer that I checked the scriptures, but there was nothing.

... You did it!

I will also have Darmuel and Angelica stay in the temple for a while, so get ready and ask Ella in the kitchen to contact me as well. Tomorrow morning we leave for the temple.

"That's a lot sudden"

Richarda exhaled when Otilier muttered as she prepared to travel for tomorrow, saying, "What more?"

"Isn't it always sudden that the princess is headed to the temple"

"I'm sorry I rushed you to get ready. If you want to look up the scriptures by the Spring Prayer Ceremony, you don't have time. I must return to the House of Lords after the service ceremony."

It seems that today the Lords and their wives are invited to a meeting of nobility, and I had dinner alone in my chamber. Dinner at the castle was basically with Vilfleet, unlike the temple, so I was strangely lonely and only wanted to go back to the House of Lords for dinner.

The next morning I returned to the temple, spearheaded by the Riding Beast of Darmuel and Angelica, who had finished preparing to cage in the temple for a long period of time. Traveling in a blizzard is still tough, and without a bright loess cloak, you always don't know where you're flying. Why can the knights get to the temple without mistake? Strange.

"Welcome back, Master Rosemaine"

"I've been expecting you back"

In the freezing cold, my servants greeted me with momentum. Through the path Darmuel and Angelica have made me step by step, I walk carefully to the side servants so that I do not fall. This time I was able to enter the temple without falling.

... my muscle strength, may be a little back.

However, the coat got snowy because it takes longer than others. Shortly after entering the temple, Monica makes me take off my coat and politely pay for the snow. As he looked down at the parallax and the snow falling at his feet, Zahm looked around and tilted his neck.

"Dear Rosemaine, isn't the Chief Cleric with you?

"Yep. The chief cleric is busy socializing, so I think he's in the aristocratic district until the service. I came back to examine the Bible at Aub's behest."

"Are you going to look up the scriptures?

Strangely blinking at Fran, I spoke about the miracle of Haldenzel.

"He said he could call spring at the prayer ceremony, so other geebes want to imitate Haldenzel's ritual. He also wants the Bible to be carefully examined for this purpose. In the Blue Witch era, the Bible in the library was compared to reading, and I read the Bible of the Temple Chief when I became Temple Chief, so I just look for the difference or reread it again, but since the deadline is until the service ceremony, I don't have much time."

"You certainly don't have much time"

Nodding as Fran was convinced, when I entered the temple chief's office, I listened to the report of the temple, sipping the tea that Nicola had brewed me. According to Gil, because of the new Dalua entering the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, we are told not to enter the store for a while. He told me to wait until Lutz contacted me.

"The Plantain Chamber of Commerce said they didn't want this information to be known as much as possible"

"What the hell kind of dalua did you get in there?

Even though Damian, the guild leader's grandson, is gutsy involved in printing, I can't think of any more Dalua that I would have to be more vigilant about.

"She says she's the daughter of a merchant in Classenburg."

"Huh?"

... Merchants in Classenburg? Huh? Why did you put in such a dalua, Mr. Benno!?

"He said there was a nasty situation. He said he didn't even know about Lutz."

"Yes. I hope nothing happens..."

Having finished my tea listening to the report, I asked Fran to prepare the Bible. A luxurious scripture protected by demonic stones is carried from the altar to the executive desk. Carefully placed before me, next to which lay the keys of the Scriptures. I take the key and plug it into the keyhole with Katiri. I found myself being taken by magic.

I opened the thick cover of the Bible around my nose, thinking that once I had seen it through, the study of the Bible was over and I would read my book. At the same time, something different from the Bible in my memory pops into my eyes and opens my eyes wide.

"... what, this?

"What is it, Master Rosemaine?

Fran reacted instantly to my whining. To the figure of Fran, who strangely compares me to the Scriptures, I remembered that the Temple Chief's Scriptures could not be read by anyone else without giving permission. It doesn't look like Fran. At the same time, he exhales softly in relief, recalling that the clergyman was careful not to give knowledge of sorcery to anyone other than nobility.

"Nothing, Fran"

I smile fixed and say so to Fran, then I stare at the Scriptures. I see a magic formation floating in my eyes when I open the cover. It's not just the magic team. On top of the letters written in ink so far, another letter written in magic floats. My spine became so cold by a change I'd never seen before.

... Wait a minute. What, this change. Has anything happened to me that changed dramatically since I became head of the temple?

I desperately explore my memories and ponder whether there were any events that would make a difference in the Scriptures, which are magic instruments. The biggest thing is that I went to the House of Lords. I got a stamp to be a part of the nobility. I think that's probably the biggest change. With the Starp, I also gained control of my magic, and I was able to do various things.

... Yeah, no.

Happily I shook my head. I must have read the Scriptures after I got my Starp. After the prayer ceremony in Haldenzel, there was no such magic formation when I checked the Scriptures with the Chief Cleric. The clergyman didn't say anything either.

"Dear Rosemayne, is something wrong? What happened?

Angelica, who was watching me, rushed over with an immediate reaction. Compare Scripture to Me while revealing your vigilance. Darmuel also approaches the sharp Angelica words with an astonishing face.

"Can Angelica see the contents of the Bible?

When I inquired, Angelica, staring at the Scriptures with her sharp eyes, shook her head without taking her gaze off.

"I don't see anything. It's blank."

"Didn't you see it without the permission of Lord Rosemaine, the temple chief? I remember Ferdinand saying that before."

I nodded lightly at Darmuel's words. I just wanted to see if I really didn't see it.

"… then give Angelica permission to see the Bible. What do you see?

"I see difficult words"

The letters seem to be visible now, but the magic formations seem to be invisible. I wanted to see if it didn't look like just Angelica, and I also gave Darmuel permission.

"What do you see in Darmuel?

"You can read as it says," God gives and says, "

"Okay."

Darmuel didn't seem to see the magic formation either. Apparently it has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not you are a Staaap or a nobleman to see the magic formation. It's hard to find out why you can see such a magic formation.

"I withdraw my permission to see the Scriptures"

"Did you find out anything, Master Rosemaine?

I look up Angelica, and I say, "I know very well that Angelica, who graduated from the House of Lords, has renounced to think," and leave it deluded as far as the magic formations are concerned.

... you need to talk to the Chief Cleric. Yeah.

Let's ask the Chief Cleric what we don't know very well. With that in mind, I began to read the raised letters.

... You, the one who wants to be king? No, no, you don't want anything.

I proceed to read, waving my head at the words that were floating with the first magic formation. I'm not willing to be king, but I read books. Read strings you don't know. That's what I want.

Though I've looked at the magic formations that have emerged, they're too complicated to be sure. For now, it was understandable that all attributes were the magic formations involved. That's all.

... Pass because I'm not sure about the magic formation. You can ask the chief cleric later, right?

Parali and I rolled the page. The letters are floating around again. But there is no magic formation. I go through the strings. Written in floating letters was that if you wanted to be king, even pray to God.

Those who wish to be kings must first keep their magic as high as possible. They say they pray to God to increase their magic. I'm not sure I'm going to pray and increase my magic, but it seems so.

And when more and more magic and the vessel stops growing, I pray to God again. Then they'll open the way to the gods this time. There they are given more than the gods what they need to wield their power as kings. By the way, if the path to the gods was not paved, it seems that he was not qualified enough to be king.

... What qualifications?

Once you have the power of God you need to wield your power, you must pray to the gods again. If I pray often, they will now give me the knowledge I need to be king over the gods. It says you can get both and you'll finally be recognized as king.

... You're just praying for something.

Is there such a thing as tips for becoming a king? I somehow figured out the flow, but I'm not sure because it doesn't say it's clear in detail. Not everyone can be king, so it may be vaguely blurred and written, or at the time it was written, it could have been understood by everyone in this way of expression.

... Well, I don't care how to be king because I won't be king.

After reading only the letters that emerge, I found that what was written was completely irrelevant to Haldenzel's ritual.

"In the meantime, let's give priority to what my adoptive father told me"

When I finished reading the letters, I didn't care anymore. It has nothing to do with me. I thought maybe we should just refrain from magic formations, but drawing magic formations has to be done where the Frans are not. I felt very troubled considering carrying the scriptures to my workshop.

... Not until the Chief Cleric returns. Let's find out about Haldenzel first.

I wind the scriptures in pieces, searching for the part where the families of the goddess of earth used in the rituals of Haldenzel offer their prayers to the goddess of water. I found it right away because it's the part I read to confirm a few times. Read carefully. There were poems and illustrations, but they weren't listed at all when it came to how to make the stage, after all.

... It's unexpected that someone who wrote the Bible would break an important stage, isn't it?

Having finished confirming the Bible, I decided to read the material I had borrowed from Solange in the afternoon. I must read the material I owe you from others early so that I can return it as soon as possible. I will be reading reports of work written by several generations old clerks while putting up pens so that I can write them out regarding the magic equipment used in the library.

It was a very pleasant dossier to find out about an old scribe's day.

First, we have to be ready for the opening by the time two and a half bells ring indicating the beginning of the lecture. It seems routine for a few of the clerks to split up and pour magic into the magic equipment. They start with a huge amount of magic equipment stuck to the library building, pouring magic into the demonic stones in the office room one after the other. After putting magic into glowing magic fixtures, magic fixtures to clean the building, and magic fixtures to suppress loud voices in the browsing room, unlock the browsing room.

If you put magic into Schwartz and the others in the browsing room, it looks like Schwartz and the others will start preparing for the opening. They open the browsing room door and go around and prepare the tools needed for the lending process. My mouth loosens when I think of Schwartz and the others getting ready. I think it's a very cute sight.

And while Schwartz and the others were preparing on the ground floor, the scribe said he would also pour magic around the magic equipment upstairs. They also have magic kits to prevent books from being damaged by magic boxes and sunlight that stop old materials from being kept from decaying. This is something I definitely want to incorporate into the Rosemaine Library.

... This is how you pour magic into it. I guess it involves teaspoons.

I recall the statue of the goddess of Mestionora with the gluthris height that was in the browsing room upstairs. Apparently, I had already worked like a scribe. I'm getting a little happy. I read more and more ahead as I write on paper about what sorcery was in the library.

Ever since it was time for students to come in and out, they were doing the work I knew. It spelled out a very enjoyable library life to prepare and just imagine, as I would return the book if it were returned, lend it a carrel, assess references brought in by students, and send Ordnants about the materials the teachers wanted me to prepare.

... Nice. I wanted to live like this, too.

As Solange said before, it must have been because of so many scribes in these days, there seemed to be plenty of room for work, and sometimes I saw descriptions that were out of the library to exchange information with teachers, and that students sometimes invited me to tea parties.

The new discovery was that it was not until the time of the Lords' Conference that the senior noble scribe was in the House of Lords, and when the meeting was over, it was now written that he would move to the Royal Palace Library to work. The senior aristocratic scribes seemed to move the library of the House of Lords and the Royal Palace Library to work depending on the season, but the scribes of intermediate aristocracy and lower aristocracy never traveled on their own full-time basis, apparently.

... that Dr. Solange has always been in the library of the House of Lords, so I'm sure some clerks have always worked for the Royal Palace Library.

I guess the Royal Palace Library is also desperately run by intermediate aristocratic scribes due to lack of manpower, as senior aristocratic scribes will not be added to the Library of the House of Lords. Given the amount of magic equipment I have written down, I find it very difficult for a few intermediate aristocrats.

Later, I knew very well that times were different then and now. At the time, he seemed to be on the verge of graduation to pick up a stamp, and at the time of graduation, the first graduate to get a stamp proudly writes about letting it shine high, with words spelling out to survive graduation.

... You've had it since freshman year now.

Others seemed to require adult royalty to participate in the Lords' Conference, and it said what they had done to the library. Three senior aristocratic scribes greeted him in full swing.

... Speaking of which, it's the Schwartz and the others who welcome Prince Hildebrandt, isn't it? That's cuter as a picture.

Suddenly Fran rocked her itch and my shoulder as she read the material with her mind flying into a very pleasant looking library life.

"What is it, Fran?

Looking up at Fran with his eyes blinking, Fran silently indicated the Ordnants who stepped down on his desk.

"Rosemayne, I should have asked you to monitor Zilvester, but where the hell are you? Are you with Zilvester?

I swallowed my breath at the voice of the chief priest, who was cold at the bottom. Apparently, my adoptive father must have returned me as a watchman to the temple and fled somewhere.

... I've reviewed it a bit, my adoptive father's idiot! I'll be the only one pissed off by the sheriff!

The thunderbolt of the chief cleric fell on me, and I thought of the adoptive father, who was returning to everyday life with his natural face when most of it cooled. Compared to my adoptive father, who is well guided and used to savoring, I am overwhelmingly defeated in my ability to excuse and avert anger.

"Come out now."

Three times, Ordonanz, who said the same thing, returned to the yellow Demon Stone.

"Dear Rosemayne, you were returned on Aub's orders, weren't you?

Seen with suspicion until Fran, I shake my head many times to affirm "yes". However, it is an order received in a paid office, including even escorts. No one but me knows that I have received orders from Aub. If my adoptive father softens up, I'm going to be lying.

... I'm not so bad!

Though I may have been a little dull wanting to skip and didn't realize how my adoptive father tried to return me to the temple of surveillance, this time I did nothing wrong. All that's wrong is my adoptive father.

... Even though I'm not bad, the Cleric Chief is so mad at me, I'm sent back to the castle, and this time as punishment, I'm totally out of reading time. What am I gonna do? We have to do something.

I grasp that demonic stone, and desperately rotate my head with cold sweating thoughts, thinking whether I can manage to avoid the anger of the chief priest and the matter of being sent back to the castle.

... right! If you saw that magic formation, the chief cleric should definitely not be if he's angry!

When I take out the stamp, I shed my magic as I gently tapped the yellow demon stone with the concoction. I opened my mouth towards Ordonanz, who turned into a white bird.

"At Aub's command, I was told to examine the Scriptures. I would like to speak to Master Ferdinand as soon as possible, as we have discovered an absurd new fact. Please come back soon!