Ascendance of a Bookworm

Pocan and I opened our mouths and looked up to Aub Dunkelferger for an offer of too abrupt a ditter.

... What shall we do? Trouble. Dr. Primvale's lecture on court manipulation didn't tell us anything about "how to handle Aub, who brings Ditter's battle by soaking up greetings and nothing"!

"Father, is that application familiar to your mother? I'll check with your mother."

If you look at Hannelore getting half-eyed in tears with grate and putting out the Ordnants, is it an Aub Dunkelferger personal rampage?

...... Master Hannelore looks like a tough one too.... wasn't if I was being shy.

Socialisation in territorial rivalries is like a battlefield for lord candidates. I have to deal with it like a lord candidate. But I do not know Dunkelferger's correspondence manual. At least not in the aristocratic manuals I know.

... It's time, Chief Cleric!

I glanced at the clergyman who apparently had some company with the knight of Dunkelferger and asked for help. The clergyman keeps his eyes out for the knight of Dunkelferger as he becomes watchful of me like, "I'll let you see how you respond."

... Stupid idiot of the Chief Cleric! This is the time to help!

Hannelore is the only one struggling to cope with Aub Dunkelferger, spying on my condition. So I hacked.

Perhaps this is an exam for parents to see how each Lordship candidate responds when they are agitated. Even Primvale's lecture on court manipulation lurked with challenges that troubled students.

The same goes for the territorial rivalry, and maybe the coming Aub puts a challenge on the Lordship candidate. Thinking about it, I got motivated by Russia. I will recall what I told you about the manuscript of the translation of modern language at the Tea Party at the Library and at the Tea Party with Hannelore. Ditter, even if you don't get a decent fight, there's got to be some solution.

... pass the challenge of Aub Dunkelferger and get me the right to make it a book!

And as I stretched out my spine, I smiled upon Hannelore.

"Um, Master Hannelore. Sure, the story about copies of history books was about Aub doing it with each other, right? I don't think it's something I can answer for being a Lordship candidate here..."

I said, "Would you not throw the answer to the incomprehensible question round to Aub?" Suggesting, "Hannelore quickly understood my intentions, blinking her eyes haphazardly, smiling nicely. That's the Lord's Candidate of the Great Territories. Hannelore is a good guess.

"Yes, Father! Didn't you say Aub would talk to each other? Suddenly Rosemayne surprises me when she talks to me."

To Hannelore's words, Aub Dunkelferger makes a slightly frowned and amusing face. Again, avoiding answers to the Ditter battle didn't seem particularly problematic.

"Then I will call Aub."

... All right, throw a round at my adoptive father and I'll run away!

When I tried to take my seat, the chief cleric stood up first, controlling me, and looked around and smiled at the knights of Dunkelferger.

"No, Rosemaine. It does not extend to that. Aren't you the party who wrote the manuscript? I have absolutely nothing to do with this. I better call Aub and take turns."

He went to exchange positions with his adoptive father in a graceful move so that the clergyman who blocked my escape route could flow.

... not me, the chief cleric escaped! Shit!

After groaning slightly, I reclaim my mind and exchange greetings with Aub to recommend a seat. What I have to do is socialize, not a ditter battle. Brunhilde immediately brought me a Rowle cattle curl. I would recommend this and say buy some time for my adoptive father to come. I will show you tea and sweets, one bite at a time.

"This is Katorkar with Roule, which Dear Hannelore gave me the other day. Don't hesitate to tell us what you think"

"Well, thank you. I know. I'll have it."

Tea while we talk about Hannelore and Dunkelferger's Rowle. I really think I can handle it like a Lordship candidate. Aub Dunkelferger also seems to like Rowle's Katorkar. From what I can see, you seem to like Lumtopf better than Katorkar.

"This tastes like it didn't come out at the Lords' Conference."

"We're not making that many yet, so last year was no longer the time we revealed ourselves in the House of Lords."

As I was entertaining the two, came the adoptive father, who took turns with the chief cleric. Aub greets each other and takes his seat.

"I hear from Dunkelferger that we need to talk about the modern language translation of history books. What is the story?

When I explained Aub Dunkelferger's offer, my adoptive father sighed with a difficult face.

"Rosemaine, give up the manuscript. There's no way he can do better than fall at a tea party with Dunkelferger's Aub and Ditter. Besides, they may have been too young to understand, but this is the story of Dunkelferger wanting to get the manuscript under the pretext of Ditter. Even if it is a manuscript that has taken a year or so to create a trick with its own neighbors, do not speak out about the offer of the Great Territories. Looks like Dunkelferger has already made copies, and they will be copies, drafts, and there is something left? Aerenfest, the 10th place, will have to accept and solemnly obey the intentions of the Great Territories."

When my adoptive father said that to comfort me, it was the two Dunkelfergers who changed their complexion.

"No. This one is not meant to..."

"Aub Aerenfest, I don't think about that. He's not taking it away, he's just saying he's gonna put up a fight with Ditter."

I don't mean to sound bad, Aub Dunkelferger said, but I think he's in a state of extortion when viewed from around him at a time when Aub, who looks big and a little tough on a kid like me, signs up for a fight.

Regardless of Dunkelferger's thoughts, as my adoptive father put it, I loaded Dunkelferger's history books, and I gave them to him for clearance, so I have a draft of the modern language translation at hand. For Dunkelferger, there may have been information that he wanted to make a book if it was his own territory, but he didn't want to spill to other territories. Let's give up printing and spreading it and put together what we draft and make it a book for alone enjoyment.

... To be honest, Ditter, the battle is more troublesome.

When I nodded to my adoptive father and showed him, "OK," he nodded back once and then turned to Aub Dunkelferger.

"Aub Dunkelferger, if you want to make it a book there, Aerenfest will solemnly accept it and will not object"

"No, wait. It shouldn't matter. It's a manuscript with all that money and effort. Wouldn't it be a good idea to decide on a battle here at Ditter"

I found light in the words of Aub Dunkelferger. I started the modern language translation with my hobby, so I don't need a fee for my share, but if you know the value of the manuscript, I want you to pay for the paper and ink. It's tough to get all this out of your own budget, with no returns, and not even the manuscript on hand.

"Aub Dunkelferger is wonderful. As I said, there are enormous costs, such as paper and ink bills, and fees paid to the sides for modern language translations. Instead of taking it up with power, can you just get the money to match the value of the manuscript?

I have the draft on hand, so I'm glad to have it back for just half the price, and when I look up to Aub Dunkelferger, my adoptive father will also cover me.

"That modern translation was done by Rosemaine in her hobby, and it's all a expense from her budget. From a large territory budget, it may not be a huge amount, but it's a huge amount when you think about it in Rosemaine's budget. Please think about it."

Aub Dunkelferger turned out to be a very difficult face. Compare the manuscript with me and my adoptive father.

"... is that a hobby thing to do? How much the hell is that?

"Rosemaine, how much did it cost?

I immediately multiply the cost of paper and the number of pages in the manuscript to calculate.

"If you ask me to give you the details, it's hard to prepare right away, but I'll go over 15 large gold coins for paper and ink. If you add the fees paid for translation to your neighbors, is it about 18 large gold coins?"

"So, 18 large gold coins!? Um, it's money for hobbies, right?

Hannelore turned his eyes black and white and looked at me. Certainly may not be an amount that ordinary lord candidates can easily use. But I'm not going to spare the cost for the book. It's in my sight that my adoptive father is holding my eyebrows back, but I'll pretend not to look.

"Aerenfest's new paper is cheaper than traditional parchment, so this should still be pretty cheap. More than that, wasn't my modern translation incorrectly deciphered or described? Me, that's what worries me... If you tell us the correct interpretation or what should have happened, we will discount that information fee."

Aub Dunkelferger, who was rather contemplative, looked at me.

"That's all I spent, and what were you going to do with making a Dunkelferger book in Aerenfest? Cost, effort and purpose seem completely unmeshed..."

"Isn't Dunkelferger's history book such a great book? Like Master Restylaut said, I was overwhelmed by the length and thickness of history. That's enough that I want to turn it into a book and sell it to a wide range of people to spread it. I'm sorry you can't forgive me for making the book."

When I dropped my shoulder, Aub Dunkelferger laughed with pleasure.

"So why don't we put on a copy sale and compete with Ditter? Return the manuscript when you join. And if you win, you give them the right to sell"

It shook my mind. If you get the right to sell Dunkelferger's books, you can make guidelines for exchanging book rights with other territories ahead of you. "We trade with Dunkelferger on this condition," I can say.

"You said that Aub Dunkelferger would have the right to sell, but if Aerenfest wins, would that right to sell also apply in relation to the books he borrowed from Dunkelferger in the future? In doing so, we provided you with the original material, which means that we will also deliver one copy to Dunkelferger, and we will pay some of the 'stamp duty'."

I can't just give away all of the stamp duty because it's Aerenfest that translates into modern language and writes it up, but if I decide to give up some of it, it might be easier to collect books from other realms as well.

"... is Aerenfest going to sell the book?

Aub, who changed his expression softly, became the face of the lord who captured the battlefield. Ditter, it's not a fun face when you've been hanging on to battles, it's coming at you with a strong gaze at trying to identify your opponent harshly.

I turned my gaze to my adoptive father. I just want you to make up your mind as a lord. My adoptive father, who received my gaze, also stretches his spine with the face of the lord who captured the battlefield, deepening his nickel and grin.

"We are going to grow to be the main industry in the upcoming Aerenfest. By this time next year, I know I can surprise you."

Aub smiled at each other for a while, but Aub Dunkelferger nicked up the edge of his lips.

"Interesting. It would be good. If it wins, I'll give you a copy of the book I lent you, the right to sell for everything."

"I won't split personnel for Ditter here. If you really want to compete with Ditter, I'd like to ask you in a personal battle."

My adoptive father said I would have trouble fighting flashly and then coming out with a large number of useless knights for a while. Above all, it's just after defeating the winter lord, so it's also time to not worry about restorative drugs and other equipment. Things are different in Dunkelferger, which has a large number of people, and in Aerenfest.

"Then the opponent wants Ferdinand"

"Hmm, let's hear it"

That's what my foster father stands up for. The knights of Dunkelferger said, "Oh!" He raised his joyful voice, but the next moment, his adoptive father gently clasped his shoulders.

"However, whether Ferdinand enters Ditter or not is a different matter. I don't see Ferdinand joining a battle that doesn't benefit him. In that case, I would like to ask you to be the Knight Commander here.... try your best to dictate Ferdinand so he can compete for a little advantage, Rosemaine"

That's what the adoptive father said, and when he tapped me lightly on the head, he went to call the chief cleric. After the sheriff looks so disgusted, he comes back with a fixed face.

The chief cleric looked around at the faces of me and everyone in Dunkelferger full of anticipation and sighed deeply.

"It makes absolutely no sense if you win at Ditter and you get the right to sell and you can't lend me a Dunkelferger book after this. And it's no bother being set up for battle every time I try to borrow a new book. Therefore, I reject the Ditter battle. If you really want to, Rosemaine can go alone, lose, and just retrieve the manuscript. That way, no one will have any trouble except the one"

"Ugggggggggggggggggggggg..."

Maybe Ditter with the Cleric Chief means nothing to Aub Dunkelferger for the purpose, to the kind of Ditter battle I go to alone.

"Dear Ferdinand, if we are going to move the printing industry in Aerenfest's favor, this ditter battle will be a very important one. You can't lose, and first of all, it's a battle you can't avoid."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The knights of Dunkelferger raise their voices to my words and hold me back. I can see those eyes shining in anticipation.

"Dear Ferdinand, it's a very good story, not just for me, but for Aerenfest as a whole. Please, help me."

I tried to push Aerenfest's interests forward, not for my personal reasons, but with a smile for the nobility, Bassari refused, "Why should I move because I have no interest at all".

The sight and words of the chief priest looking down upon me are cold. It's going to be frustrating, but if the Cleric Chief doesn't come out, there's going to be a big difference between winning and losing. I grasp the sleeve of the chief priest with hashish, and overlap words with desperation to have him join me.

"I will also provide Ferdinand with a copy of what I borrowed from Dunkelferger"

"I don't need anything else"

"Uh, well, then, something else..."

As I was in tears, one came forward from among the knights of Dunkelferger. Is he of the same generation as the chief cleric?

"Aub Dunkelferger, battle with Master Ferdinand, leave it to me"

"... Heishitze, can those of you drag that one out to the battlefield?

"Yes!"

Facing the chief cleric, he said, "The fruit of Frammeltz". That's all the spare making laughter disappears from the clergyman's face. When the chief cleric looked at him as he stared, he laughed as if he was good at Ni.

The knights of the surrounding Dunkelferger have raised their voices of support: "Okay, go, Heishitze" and "Good luck".

... This is Mr. Heishitze? Wow! I feel used to inviting the chief cleric into battle!

He said he's been setting up a battle so depressingly to regain his blue cloak, but that's nothing more than that Heishitze was able to pull the Cleric Chief out into battle so many times.

... Come on, Mr. Heishitze! For my right to publish!

"Kvervaide leaves, Vinfal fur"

Heishitze faces the chief cleric and raises the name of a material that is probably valuable. I don't know the names of all the materials.

"If Master Ferdinand triumphs, one of these..."

"Add the granzling powder, it's everything.... For those of you, that cloak would be worth it?

The chief cleric raised one eyebrow and saw Heishitze with a challenging grin. Until then, Heishitze, who looked like someone who seemed to be good at it, looked like someone who had all his wealth wound up and groaned painfully, "Ugghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

... Chief Cleric, don't be too hard on Mr. Heishitze! Whatever it takes. Pathetic!

"What do we do, Heishitze?

Stuck by the clergyman, Heishitze looked up all the time. There is determination on that face.

"This time I will win over them and take that cape back. A battle!"

"Let's be good. So what should we protect this time... each other's lord candidates? It's convenient because it's just the same year. This way, Rosemayne, who was challenged by Aub Dunkelferger to compete, will also be able to participate."

... Yes?

"Don't worry, Rosemaine. I will protect you."

The chief cleric smiles frigidly. I just think I'm definitely up to something. But it's best to ask the clergyman, who seems to have the highest chance of winning, than the right to publish. I just have to say "thank you".

"Oh, oh, you know, you heard me joining..."

"Dear Hannelore, don't worry. I'll protect it. Defeat Aerenfest together. What, this is Master Hannelore, who defeated the Virgin of Aerenfest once. I hope."

"No. Heishitze, what are you saying..."

Having been completely caught up in it, Hannelore looks around in tears, but Dunkelferger all seems to have no one at all who cares about Hannelore's condition because the clergyman is thriving where he received the Ditter battle. It was with great pleasure that the Chief Cleric motivated me, but at the same time I felt like crying.

... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Hannelore! I'm so sorry you got involved in our clergyman's plot!

As I apologize with all my heart, more and more arrangements are made between the Chief Cleric and Heishitze. Seems like something we know between the chief clergyman and Heishitze, and it confirms one thing after another about the battle with the short words "as usual" or "at Dunkelferger's training ground".

"Then the battle comes after the graduation ceremony..."

"I want to clean up the hassle right now. Both Dunkelferger and Aerenfest will be out in the second half of the territorial rivalry. Therefore, by the second half of the battle, we will have a match."

When the chief cleric laughed with his nose and said so, Justkus came holding the crate. Maybe it's the blue cloak in there.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Ferdinand"

Okay, let's go.

Then we moved to Dunkelferger's dorm. Next to Dunkelferger's dorm, there's a training ground, and they can always dither. How much do you like Ditter?

Originally, no one from the other realm is allowed in, but today Aub Dunkelferger is with us, so he can enter by being given a caged demon stone with the magic of Aub as a replacement for the brooch.

Now it's time for an operational meeting, divided left and right at Dunkelferger's training ground. I could see the knights of Dunkelferger surrounding Hannelore and Heishitze meeting and saying to each other that it wasn't or wasn't like this. At some point Hannelore consolidates herself with armor made of demonic stones.

...... you look like a loony, but you're a Dunkelferger lord candidate after all.

When I was impressed, I was played with a pissy forehead.

"Ahhh!

"Listen. Your role is treasure, so don't get out of this circle, just ride the horseman, build a shield of wind, and be quiet. Instead, don't do anything unsolicited."

With that said, the Chief Cleric takes two of the amulet bracelets I am wearing and attaches them to my wrist. And then he took off Aerenfest's cloak and spread the blue cloak around. I exhale softly, thinking of a territorial rivalry, while Yustokus helps to cloak.

"Can we leave the territorial rivalry alone, Ditter, etc., Master Ferdinand?

Even though there were a lot of visitors, if the two of them popped up, I think the rest of the adoptive fathers would be in trouble. The chief cleric turned into a very disgusting face in my words.

"It could be a battle that the royal family will pay attention to, even if they don't like it if it's a battle that has changed the day. If we're going to have a slightly invisible battle, it's the only time we can't get everyone away from a territorial rivalry. Despite what I said about dismissing the battle itself, don't complain that you decided to take it."

"Sorry"

Seems I was the one with no thought.

"What the hell is Master Ferdinand up to in this battle? You didn't have to involve me or Master Hannelore, did you?

"If I treasure you, I can protect myself as much as I can, right? Save magic and focus on battles."

The chief clergyman flaunted his shoulders as if not to ask the obvious. The chief cleric doesn't seem to be willing to protect me.

"Who said I would protect you or feel safe!? About earlier, right?!?

"We need a lot of preparation to save Gedurlich from Aveliebe. Besides, it was originally a battle that cost your book, right?

"That's true... but neither the shield of Szeria nor the blessing of Angleaf can Master Hannelore, so it's cheating, isn't it?"

I feel so cowardly. The chief cleric laughed with his nose at my words.

"What are you saying? How well you use what you bring into the battlefield determines the battle. I can only win."

"I know."

"Then as soon as you get off with a horseman, make a windshield, okay? Will you get the right to publish?

I nodded loudly and let out the Lesser Bus. The clergyman, Heishitze and Hannelore both put out their respective horsemen to ride.

"Ready?

A bah and a horseman flew to Aub Dunkelferger's voice and went down to their respective positions. At the same time, Aub Dunkelferger's well-sounded voice marked the start of the battle.

"Begin!"

Cheers rise from the knights of Dunkelferger watching, Heishitze and the clergyman run the horseman.

As the chief priest told me, I put my magic into my ring.

Szczeria, the guardian goddess of the wind, the twelve goddesses of my family who serve my side, who hear my prayers, who give me holy power, who feed me, who keep harmful things away from me, the shield of the wind.