Ascendance of a Bookworm

I am returning to the temple on the orders of my adoptive father to examine the scriptures, I did not return to the castle with the body, and I was putting out my sperm in reading. I'm just reading a book I borrowed from Hannelore carefully. Dunkelferger seems to have to be strong because of the land prone to demons such as warcraft and demon trees.

Different kinds of demons appear in this book, and what demons they defeated are magnificently written across poems honoring the gods. It feels more like a crusade diary with poems than a knight's story. The feeling of the heat and bitterness of Rufen, or the smell of sweat, is often conveyed when God who comes out is basically just a family member of Ryden Shaft and is just reading the text.

... Ditter's favorite land pattern, I get it.

I also read the love story that Hartmoot deposited with me from Clarissa, a civilian apprentice at Dunkelferger. Dunkelferger's love story was like a bamboo take-up story in a well-known knight's story, in which a woman presents a challenge to a knight who tries to boast her strength, unlike the highly romantic knight's story her mother preferred to write. It seems to be the affection of Dunkelferger's man to endure the impotence, fight until he wins, take the Demon Stone of the Warcraft, and dedicate it to the woman he loves. Even when swung by a warrior woman, it was a tale of a knight's swine rush, legacy, and health that did not change his beloved posture that led to tears.

... Come on, Dunkelferger boys!

As I read the story I borrowed, it seemed that the clergyman had also finished a stretch of socialisation, returning to the temple. He spends his time researching the magic formations portrayed by Haltmoot until the service ceremony. I say that prepping for the service ceremony revolves around Kanfel and Fritak, and if we leave it to the gray clerics, it's fine, so we'll take a break between the bundles.

"After the service ceremony, I will be busy as I return to the House of Lords, but shouldn't the Chief Cleric rest at that time?

I wish I could slow down in the absence of me, who is said to be a troubled child, and when I suggested, I was stared at with a light golden eye and coldly said "fool".

"It's going to be a very headache day because I can't reach my own eyes and I can't get a hold of what you do where I can't reach you, just reading the report, but I can't possibly get a break or anything"

"Oh, I'm sorry"

If I had been able to draw cages and read books in this way, that alone would make me very happy, but I would not do well in the House of Lords. When I said so, the chief cleric looked back on his side of service and offered me a few sheets of paper that he had made me hold.

"I received an order from that House of Lords to the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce and a letter of questioning from Charlotte. The questionnaire needs your answer."

I look through the order given to the clergyman. It was clearly written in detail in an order carefully written by Brunhilde. With this, choosing a yarn or choosing a design would not be so hard.

"You call the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce in anticipation of when the snowstorm weakens a little. Because I also have to order my spring costume."

I want to see Touri for a long time. Besides, since there is no Haltmoot or Filine, can we relax our attitude a little in this meeting? What a complicated grin the Chief Cleric had on his face that he thought so.

"Not that I don't know what you're thinking, but I don't have time. For the sake of the craftsmen, just give the order as soon as possible with the invitation."

"Yes."

Hand Monica the order and ask Gil, who supervises the handiwork at the orphanage, to keep in touch with the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce. I took the report from Charlotte as I watched Monica walk out of the room sideways.

"I was invited to a tea party by Hannelore of Dunkelferger. She wants to spread the love story of the House of Lords to her friends at that tea party. This is your sister's book, may I lend it to others under my authority? (Charlotte) '

Hannelore seems to have enjoyed reading the Love Story of the House of Lords so much that she wants to recommend the book to her own friends, too. He wants to recommend a book he likes and share that sentiment with another tea party.

... what, I envy you! I, exactly, want to go back to the House of Lords and have a tea party with Lady Hannelore now!

"Rosemaine, would that be a permission to lend a book? Is that what you're worried about?

"Ugh, it's too bad I'm having a tea party when I'm not in the House of Lords"

"All I can think of is how excited you are to fall. You're right to hold it at this time of year. Didn't it belong to Charlotte to spread the book?

Seen by the chief priest with a frightened eye, I softly pointy my lips. You can't fall down every tea party, so I understand everyone's concerns, but what's wrong with wanting to attend a tea party where you're likely to have friends who love books?

Of course, I am so in favour of spreading the book in the House of Lords that I write Charlotte a reply granting him a loan. If I can't join you there, at least, I want a souvenir story, so I added a favor.

'I have no problem lending under Charlotte's authority. Please keep spreading it. Finally, take a lot of civilian apprentices and listen to love stories from other people at the tea party. Looking forward to the souvenir story. (Rosemaine)'

This reply was to be sent to the castle by the Chief Cleric.

It was decided to have the order delivered to Gill and face to face with the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce when the snowstorm weakened a little. Looking forward to seeing Touri for a long time, the day goes on to check out the window every morning. In the meantime, I was asked by myself and the ministers to have lunch with the minister. They're not coming out of the workshop again, so we're supposed to have lunch in the clergyman's room today.

Even though this is the one who wants to get grumpy when the book is taken away, there is a clergyman in the clergyman's room who looks grumpy.

"Chief Cleric, please keep the research on schedule. I have so much trouble serving you that I'm called to lunch."

It would be tough if Rymund set an example for a clergyman like this. And when I scolded the chief priest, he scolded me with a deep wrinkle carved between his brows.

"I hear this lunch has been set because you won't try to get away from the book at all. You're the one who doesn't bother me too much."

From the side service, they were both. It was almost simultaneous for me and the Chief Cleric to see their side of the service, respectively, and for Brother Eckhardt and Darmuel to put their hands on their mouths so that they could laugh.

The topic of lunch will basically concern the research content of the clergyman. Other than that, the Chief Cleric doesn't respond very well.

"Chief Cleric, Rymund's challenges are going well, aren't they?

"Oh, he has sights. I'm going to come up with some interesting improvements."

Apparently the idea that comes out because of the lack of magic is fresh for a cleric chief who cleans up most of the problem with great magic. As praiseworthy as the Chief Cleric is, I guess Rymund is quite skilled.

"It's always a good idea, but I want you to create a small transition formation that has saved you magic on the Rymund challenge. Can you do me a favor?

"For what?

"It's to distribute to the printing association and have the book sent to them. It just feels like improving the magic team for tax collection, so you can carry a few books."

In order for me to make good use of the delivery system, I must do something about distribution. Now it's a few books in a year, so if you bring it to me during the winter social world, I can handle it, but if there's more printing workshops, it's also going to be hard to carry. We need a small transfer team to carry the book before we do.

"It's not a big amount of books that you can print, so you can carry them with you when you collect taxes."

"Now it's a few books in a year to put all the printing workshops together, but before the printing workshops are going to increase and become a major industry, you should think carefully about them when it comes to distribution"

The chief clergyman blew out my fist-gripping theory of power with one snort.

"Hum. It sounds like you're saying you can't wait till winter, even though you've got books all over the place."

... Quite right. Is it broken?

"I learned from working with my adoptive father that it was important to build a splendid building."

When I laughed nicely, the chief cleric held his fingers between his eyebrows and exhaled a deep sigh.

"You really don't remember all the bad things about Zilvester....... ha. So, who's gonna bear the magic?

"I'll ask the civilian involved in the printing industry for a while. In the future, we want to make it the job of a gray cleric who has magic like eating and contorting. I originally wanted to give the gray clergy a job too, so I wondered if I could make a way to get Dean Orphan to work for the Plantain Chamber of Commerce as a back shield. Of course I want a path where noble children who can't have magic equipment can live. That would be a big name for picking up kids in orphanages who don't have magic equipment, right?

Now that there are fewer nobles, it has been said that even the holders of less magic will be treasured, but that more nobles will have difficulty. If you don't have the skill to live, you can create a position where you can live.

"... Talk to Zilvester too and consider it"

"Please"

To state so much what I can think of, the snowstorm finally subsided a little and the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce was to come in after an afternoon of about three days of lunch that seemed to include modifications and rejections of the clergyman or the clergyman stating his course of research like a soliloquy for organizing his brain.

After lunch I move to the orphan dean's office. The sight seen through the window was really white. The snowstorm has subsided, but the snow has been hanging tight. It is fluffy and warm when you enter the orphan dean's office thanks to the fire that was put in the kitchen to make treats by Nicola and Ella and the fire is also burning in the fireplace upstairs. I exhaled and went upstairs.

While there was at least a little bit of snow, I guess I thought. The faces of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce came relatively quickly. They are Otto, Corinna, Theo, Leon, and Tulli. After an aristocratic greeting, I recommend the chair. It's Otto and Corinna who sit down. It was in sight that Touri and Leon were asking where to put the crate on Fran.

"Has the order definitely arrived?

"Thanks to Lord Rosemaine for keeping us informed earlier, we were able to get ready without delay. No way. I didn't think when orders from royalty arrived again this year. Now craftsmen are carefully producing hair decorations."

I turned my gaze toward Touri as Otto said so. Touri smiles modestly and nods cocklessly as he grows up again than he did when he met him before. Apparently, the magic kit letter I sent was helpful.

"Unlike last year, you were going to ask for additional armbands, not just hair decorations, right? Is that okay?

It's not just the hair decorations I give Adolphine from Gigisvalt, I also have to add the Hildebrandt armband this year. It would be tough, I asked, worried, and Otto looked back at Tulli, who stood behind him, laughing furiously.

Tulli, who received Otto's gaze, immediately grabbed the crate and placed it on the table, carefully opened it. There were three armbands in there for some reason.

"... Huh? There are three armbands?

I didn't think there were three armbands, and when I looked up at Thuri in surprise, I said, "Isn't that amazing? I laugh as if I'm a little good with blue eyes when I say."

"This is an additional armband. I was the first to ask you to give it to a friend in the House of Lords, so I thought you might need to add it, so I made an extra one. Which arm would you prefer?

... Touri, wow!

Ooh, and touched, Corinna smiled and said, "Thuri has a vision".

What a bunch of hair decoration designs he's been thinking about since fall that he might have orders from royalty and top territories this year. Thanks to this, they were able to work on creating hair decorations this year without panic. Tulli laughs nicely.

"Lady Rosemayne might pick up a big order, I was expecting to get ready."

... my touri, maj angel. Too much reliance!

"Leave it to your sister" seems to be written on the face you laughed so well at. With that smile he seemed to be good at, Touri brought another crate.

"Then this is the spring hair decoration I made for Master Rosemaine. How about that?

What an armband it wasn't just, it even had spring hair decorations already done. As ordered, it has hair decorations reminiscent of adorable young leaves.

"If you can wear a costume that fits this hair decoration, why don't you choose a cloth from here? In addition to the three artisan cloths ordered by Master Rosemaine in the winter, we have prepared cloths with similar textures."

Leon takes the cloth out of the crate on Corinna's signal and spreads it over the table. The cloth was dyed by the craftsmen who referred to the winter order, considering my preference to obtain the Renaissance title. None of this is similar or close, and I have no idea which is my mother's cloth.

... I was going to give my mother the Renaissance title this time.

Distressed by Mmm, I turn my gaze to Touri. I noticed Touri's blue eyes staring in one direction. Maybe there's a mother's cloth at the end of that gaze. I took one of the cloths at the end of my gaze, mindful of Touri's eyes.

... Sounds different.

In Tulli's eyes he said, "Not that!" And when I saw the rush floating, I pretended to look closely at the cloth, and put down the cloth, and took the next one in my hand. I will also lay the cloth on the appearance of the harrowing Touri.

... How about this one?

The moment I took the next cloth, Tulli's eyes shone. Looking closely, he looks at the cloth as it eats in with a sweat-gripping look in his hand. Apparently, this is for sure.

"Please cover your spring costume with this cloth. Then I'd like to give this cloth-dyed artisan the title of Renaissance from me."

When I said that to Otto with a serious face, Touri broke his face. You knew I had decided on a cloth while watching Tulli, and Otto nodded bitterly and said, "Let's tell the craftsman".

... now my mother is also exclusive. Hiccup!

After deciding and ordering the costume designs with Corinna and Touri, we decide to ask for information on the lower town. Given the diminishing chances of face-to-face encounters and the absence of the civilians today, this is a great opportunity to talk a little into it.

"Otto, I heard that the Plantain Chamber of Commerce had the daughter of a merchant from Classenburg in as Dalua. Various influences are possible, such as the leakage of information on goods. You may also need to report to Aub Aerenfest. Tell me more"

"Yes, sir."

That said, when Otto laughed niggly and looked at Corinna, Corinna leaked a small chuckle with the cunt.

"Her name is Carlin. As the Dalua of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce, it has been an exceptionally roughly one-year contract"

"About a year, is it?

The D'Arua contract is usually three years. I have no idea why it's just a one-year contract. Besides, it doesn't seem like they've decided that it's roughly a year. As I tilted my neck, "The marriage story lifted," Otto said suddenly in a bomb statement.

... Who's getting married? Huh? Mr. Benno!?

"Lady Rosemayne has now been devised in Aerenfest, and there are many things that can be sold to civilians, not just nobles"

The central and Classenburg merchants who arrived in the summer were taken to an Italian restaurant by guild chiefs trying to form a little friendship for the city in a waving reduced carriage, and they saw the well pump when staying at the homes of upscale inns and shopkeepers.

"It's carved into the pump, so you'll soon know the name. If you hear more about Lord Rosemayne and Zach, there will be one Gutenberg rumor after another, where the Virgin and Virgin of Aerenfest create new products one after the other and give them real blessings. At the same time, you can hear the name of the Plantain Chamber of Commerce, which Rosemayne has made the most famous and independent."

Me and the Plantan Chamber of Commerce will soon find out the adhesion, Otto said.

"No wonder the merchants of Classenburg, who discovered a number of new objects and realized that a major business opportunity was in Aerenfest, would try to get a connection. The easiest way to connect is to get married."

I guess the fact that I am the single owner of the most coveted chamber of commerce only seemed a good prey to the merchants of the Great Territories. Through the guild chief, he's officially signed up.

"But Benno said no. Besides worrying about leaking information, I'm not going to get married originally"

"... right"

Then, how dare the merchant leave his daughter Carlin at the inn when she finishes her business and returns to Classenburg?

"What is it, its hard means!?

Carlin said, "I can't bother the Plantan Chamber of Commerce. While staying at a cheap lodging with money in hand, he goes back after his father," he said, visiting the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce to sell his costumes and the kind of ornaments he had. While assessing costumes and ornaments, Otto was apparently Carlin's spokesperson in order to get some information about Crassenburg.

The moment Carlin laughed at the victory and said, "It will cost you money, but if you get on the boat and cross the river, you will be able to catch up by the time you arrive at Flavel Turk," Otto said with surprise.

"The last time you came to say hello, though you said you wouldn't use the ship?

Otto also found that Carlin's complexion changed slightly in her own words. Otto, who was a traveling merchant, knows. How hard it is for a young woman who has been an adult for several years to travel alone.

"It's okay, after holding Carlin back from trying to jump out of the store, contacting Benno and discussing it, including the guild chief, he was to be treated next summer as the Dalua of the Plantan Chamber of Commerce where he lived until his father arrived. Naturally, there was a lot going on before it was decided… I was successfully rounded up by the guild leader when Benno, who was losing his father by leaving the city for business, was poked where he showed difficulty getting Carlin out of the city by himself"

Benno is careful not to give Carlin important information. The worse Benno himself thinks, the more responsible he is when Carlin gets the information, he is supposed to marry Carlin and keep her in his body.

"Benno is desperate not to be informed, and Carlin is desperate to get a little more information for Benno's daughter-in-law, and it's a real pleasure to watch"

"... does Carlin want to marry Benno?

Wasn't it his father's discretion? When I blinked my eyes, Corinna tilted her neck with a decoy.

"Something must have happened at the end of the fall. Carlin's eyes were clearly different from before. Brother Benno is desperate to escape, but by the end of winter he feels bonded. Because if you look from the side, it also looks like it fits you."

It seems Benno and Carlin's offensive battle continues so that they don't know about the orphanage workshop, and so that they don't know about printing. I became worried when I heard the interaction between Benno and Carlin, who seemed to behave like one another when I looked from the side.

"If Carlin worked as a Dalua, naturally, she'd get a lot of information, wouldn't she? I trust Benno, but I'm a little worried because he's a merchant in Classenburg."

It is Aerenfest that shows all that confusion just because a large number of merchants from the Great Territories are to come and go. I trust Benno's skill in Aerenfest, but I don't know how much room that will work. When I revealed my apprehension, Otto accidentally became a serious face.

"In the worst case scenario, turn off Carlin and protect the information, Benno said. He wants Rosemayne and his lords to know that he's ready to take on Carlin."

Benno doesn't vomit lies in places like that. I was ready to handle everything in me, and I held Carlin in my arms.

"... ok. I'll leave Carlin to Benno."

And when I finish the service ceremony where I was prepared around Kanfel and Fritak, my reading life in the temple marks the end. Me and the chief cleric returned to the castle.