Ascendance of a Bookworm

Before I could finish my spring baptism ceremony, Vilfleet set out for the prayer ceremony with the chalices and demonic stones. At the end of the prayer ceremony, he's busy as soon as he has to make a final confirmation of the printing relationship toward Risegang.

"I also imitate them and use the horseman to travel and perform prayer ceremonies in the morning and afternoon. We have to finish as soon as possible and go to Risegang."

"You don't mind imitating me, but do you remember to prepare your recovery pills? Prayer ceremonies in the morning and afternoon can be burdensome."

You use a demonic stone with my magic caged in it, so maybe you don't use your own magic so much. Still, I find it hard to have two prayer ceremonies a day. In my words Wilfried nodded slowly after seeing the chief cleric once.

"Mm-hmm. Ready. I can make it myself."

... does that mean you don't need the kindness of a clergyman?

It tastes pretty bad, but it's totally different from the healing pills I taught you in the lecture. For now I send out cautiously to Brother Lamprecht, as a spare, to hold a little of the clergyman's restorative medicine, and not to force it too far.

"Is it going to be okay? I think it's tough twice a day."

"There's nothing compared to the prayer ceremony you went around many places a day when you were a blue witch apprentice. Unlike you, you have strength and a magic stone. You don't have to worry. Let me do it."

In the form of taking over the Holy Grail from Wilfried I depart for the prayer ceremony in the direct jurisdiction.

It was tough until we left. It is the fault of Brother Hartmoot and Cornelius, who wanted to accompany him to the prayer ceremony, so that he could be involved in the task of leaving the city as an adult.

"We're both leaving messages."

"Why?

The main reason is that we don't need a civilian because it's a divine matter heading as a temple chief, this one has to prepare and bring in food, etc., and the room to sleep is unprepared. The proximity besides the escort knight that must definitely be taken is to leave a message. I felt sorry for Haltmoot staring at Brother Cornelius, the escort knight, for a while, but suddenly he hit Pong and his hand at what he noticed.

"I have no choice. While Lady Rosemaine is away, she will learn the work of a tax collector so that she can join us at the harvest festival."

"Huh?"

"I am understaffed right now, so I think if you appeal to Aub about this desire to learn to work and really accompany Master Rosemayne, you will be accepted"

... It's really going to be.

Lack of human resources means that adoptive fathers and clergymen have less human resources to attach to me in peace. Important jobs such as those involving taxation seemed to be held back disappointingly by the old Veronicans, and although key positions were replaced, not everyone could be replaced either.

If Haltmoot remembers his tax-collection job, he can see his adoptive father saying, "Come because it's just right".

... but can Haltmoot be safer than someone you don't know at all? In the case of Haltmoot, another type of anxiety increases, though.

"I'm glad Haltmoot left a message to remember the taxpayer's job. Then, it's bad for Cornelius, who's going to accompany him, but the only escort knights are Dermuel and Angelica. Nor Cornelius."

"Master Rosemayne, why am I being removed from escort duty when I'm an adult?

Brother Cornelius looked uncomfortable. You can't have anything that doesn't work with a face like that.

"Didn't I tell you that there are few rooms in the civilian winter hall where nobility can be accepted? That's the biggest reason."

The original Blue Cleric does not take the escort knight to the ritual. The winter hall is mostly secured with about three rooms for blue clerics to use, but it is not envisaged that many noble escort knights will accompany it, so it would be troublesome if there could be too many more.

Unlike Darmuel, who could sleep in a side room without a room for the Blue Clergy, Brother Cornelius is a living senior nobleman. Because he is a knight, he is the kind of boy who asks me if I can do things around him all the way, but I can also take his side of the service because it will be long term. Not suitable for escort knights in direct jurisdiction who are rubbed by civilians.

"Besides, isn't it decided to ask Brother Cornelius, Leonore and Angelica to escort you to Risegang? Is there anything wrong with Darmuel, Risegang in Cornelius?

Risegang isn't just a prayer ceremony, it's also a printing job, so you'll be staying at Risegang's summer hall. Brother Cornelius, a blood clan, is more apt than Darmuel for a summer hall of higher nobility. It is natural to take the side service, there are plenty of places to accept it, and you won't be complained about.

"Yes, sir."

After this exchange, I managed to leave for the prayer ceremony as usual. We stopped by Hasse as usual to make sure that the small temple and town were able to hang out with you without any problems from Richt, the mayor of the town. He then stays in the small temple, listens to reports from the gray clerics of the small temple, and switches personnel one by one with the orphanage. This is how you hand over the manuscript to be printed the next year.

"We have also received paper and ink from the Plantan Chamber of Commerce without any problems. When we talked about what we were doing in the winter at the Little Temple, the townspeople of Hasse offered to help us print it as a winter handiwork for the men."

"Okay. I'll consider getting back to you when we get a formal offer from Richter."

While I'm happy to have more help with printing, winter help is likely to leave those who will be unable to return to their homes due to snowstorms. We also have to think about the treatment in that case, the spare food to be given and the salary, so there is no immediate answer.

"I'd like to increase the literacy rate first, but could it be better to get acquainted with books from work?

Perhaps it is time to give serious thought to the holding of the Temple Class. However, I would like to start at the temple of Aerenfest, which is the lap of the lord, before Hasse, who is a little far away and doesn't see the situation well, but what kind of pre-construction would it take?

Even though I am troubled, I am forced to change from the temple chief's clothes to a costume made of cloth dyed by my mother, and to put it back on the Tulli hair decorations that go with it.

... reveal it to your father.

After dinner I head to the soldiers' table. I can't drink alcohol because I'm on duty, but I had a lot of dishes made by Ella and Fugo and they seemed to be exuberantly entertaining. Soldiers coming from Aerenfest as escorts to the Grey Clerics, mainly a brief interaction with my father is an important time for me. I can never take this off.

"Long time no see, gentlemen. If you don't mind, let me know what's going on in Lower Town these days. Gutenberg and the rest of the soldiers walk around the city with different information."

And when I spoke unto the table of the soldiers, I waited, and my voice began to rise.

"The chief temple, actually, the chief's wife is the Renaissance."

"We made a fuss that he was chosen for the Renaissance in the middle of winter as the exclusive prefect of the temple. Did you know?

"Well! It's also a strange coincidence"

It's no wonder or anything. I designated the Renaissance as I watched Tulli react. Still, I shall behave surprised.

Afterwards, my father must have spoken, the soldiers began to talk about when their mother was chosen for the Renaissance by mouth. It tells the details of how hard I worked to get the title by being selected as the three candidates but excited by not getting the Renaissance title.

"The fact that the temple chief did not give the title roughed up a very regrettable sergeant. The next time I wanted the Renaissance to pick me, with the soldiers, I hoped. Thank you for choosing the chief's wife for the Renaissance."

"You talk too much extra, you guys."

That's what my father says in his mouth, but his face was laughing with joy, and he was looking at me.

"Chief Temple, my wife Aefa was working very hard. He wants the temple chief to wear clothes made of his dyed cloth. I talked to my daughter, who makes hair decorations exclusively, about what cloth would look good on her, and I always thought about it."

I think of a diagram of my father's words with my mother and Thuri thinking about the design of dye together. I let loosen my expression a little, but picked a little skirt to show.

"This is a costume with a new cloth. I'm using the Aefa cloth."

Ooh, and the soldiers glance, "You're really wearing a temple chief," and they circle their eyes. I'm sure he thought his father's story was legendary. Father's family love tends to be hot and bitter and rampant, and bragging tends to get bigger and bigger. I even miss that.

"The chief's daughter is also dedicated to the temple chief, isn't she? Does the temple chief know your daughter?

"Yeah, I always wear Touri hair decorations. This is Thuri's work today, too."

I touch my own hair ornament. My father narrowed his eyes with great pleasure and began to brag about Thuri creating hair decorations to fit in his mother and royalty challenging the soldiers around him to a new dye of Aerenfest. I knew it was a bit daunting.

"I've heard the chief's family boast many times already. Are you drunk with fruit juice?

Soldiers around them look at me all the time when they say they're being heard, but my father doesn't punish me at all when he says, "Well, let's talk about my son".

"I heard that one too!

"Alas, I am a little interested. How do the kids in Lower Town spend their time? How is it different from the children in the orphanage?

"Lower town kids don't behave well like orphanage kids. You can do whatever you want."

When one waved his hands gently with a patter and said so, the other soldiers nodded as well. The orphanage children heading into the woods listen carefully to the adults of the pull, walk in alignment and be sure to greet the soldiers at the gatekeepers. They say the words are polite words to get out when they are aggressive, although they are trying to match the words of the lower town.

"Kids in Lower Town don't treat gatekeepers that politely. If you think you're my friend's father, you're going to make a prank."

As the soldiers told their childhood memorabilia and began to talk about what their children were doing, their father told us that Camill had begun collecting in the woods and interacting with the orphanage children had begun through Lutz.

"My son said that children of the same age in the orphanage knew very well the stories of God and knights"

... Wait a minute. Kids of the same age in the orphanage only have dilk or conrat, right?!?

I was so happy to find the thin thread that leads to Kamil. Speaking of which, I think he said in a report from Vilma that Konrat was well influenced by children in lower town. I need to hear more about it again.

That's what I thought, 7 bells rang. It rings in Hasse's winter hall, so it sounds far less than what you would normally hear in a temple.

"It's bedtime, Master Rosemaine"

I nod and proclaim my spare time at Fran's words, which I had quietly refrained behind.

"Unfortunately, I must step back now. Many merchants will be coming from other territories again this summer. Soldiers will have a hard time, but do your best to keep Aerenfest safe. Good night."

At the end of the prayer ceremony in the Direct Jurisdiction, which yielded a lovely harvest, you will be replaced by Charlotte.

"Charlotte's riding beast is weiss, isn't it? Because it has a white, golden magic stone on its forehead."

"As everyone else pointed out, the most impressive Schmir for me was Schwartz and Weiss."

"I think it's good because it's cute"

"I'd like to change the size as freely as your sister does, but it's not going to work very well"

Charlotte sees my Lesser Bus and has the perception that a boarding mounted beast is something that can change its size freely, so it's hard to take time or need extra magic, but it seems it can change its size somewhat.

"We just have to practice and get used to it. Until you get used to it, be careful not to let go of your healing pills and make them recover as soon as you have less magic."

"I know, sister"

After dropping off Charlotte leaving for the prayer ceremony, he's getting fit and ready to leave for Risegang while waiting for a report from Wilfried, who was going to Risegang for a final confirmation.

The escort knights are determined to be Brother Cornelius, Leonore, Angelica and Side Service are Otilier and Brunhilde.

The problem is the civilian. We talk about printing relationships, so I'd like to take them all if possible. However, Filine is a lower nobleman and Rhoderich is a former Veronican. I may feel uncomfortable.

"It could be a place that is often unpleasant for Rhoderich and Filine. You can leave a message in the dorm, but what do you want to do?

"I come. Because printing cannot be avoided as a side of Rosemayne."

Filine responded clearly and immediately. Roderich also agrees with Filine's answer.

"You can't miss the opportunity to get involved in printing, as Filine put it. I haven't been able to work satisfactorily yet as a side of Rosemayne, so I'm not in a situation where I'm concerned about some discomfort."

Rhoderich went to the temple almost every day trying to compete with Filine, and in carrying out the task of being shaken by the Chief Cleric, he is in the filine state of last year, which is said to be "redone".

Next to Philine comforting Rhoderich, who is depressed if he can't, "You don't have to worry, because it's the path that everyone has taken," Angelica said, "I never have been and never will be. I won't give up my escort work to anyone for that," declares Haltmoot with a serious face, "I've never bothered like that since I was able to do it from the start," or pushes Roderich further. It is two people in trouble. Recently, Dermuel, who has seen Rhoderich, has started to get rid of Angelica and Haltmut before they say anything extra.

By the time Charlotte returned, her mother, the final head, had informed her of the day. I'll be ready. I'll put in contact with Gutenberg as soon as I can.

"It will be another long business trip, thank you"

Gutenberg brings a lot of work tools on the day of departure. Make sure there's a luggage tag on it and load it onto the wreather bus one after the other. The gray clerics heading to the paper mill will also be concerned about the unfamiliar clothes, helping to work according to Gill's instructions, and Fran and Monica will load the sacred baggage so that they can perform a prayer ceremony at Risegang.

"Zach, thank you very much for developing the mattress. It's so comfortable to sleep and it's so billionaire to get out of the bedroom. Chief Cleric's bench will be tough too, thank you very much."

"I'll take care of it. Everyone in our workshop will make absolutely good things for orders from the Cleric Chief! And I'm stuck."

"Thank you for the introduction," Zach said. Apparently Zach's workshop is thriving in an attempt to remain the exclusive of the Lords' clan with more orders from the Cleric Chief, the brother of the Lords who had no previous orders at all, not just from me in the Gutenberg connection.

"The Blacksmith Association is looking for the same registration as the pump, but let us monopolize it all this year"

"I think it's better to have the blueprints ready for artisans who can make them publicly before the order is concentrated and out of hand, but it's no problem when I give the blueprints away to the Blacksmith Association"

I accepted Zach's words. It was the people at Zack's workshop who ordered and came up with the idea, but eventually made it up by designing and overlapping trials and errors. If you're going to give the blueprints away to the blacksmith association, you're going to get a little bit of an idea fee, but any time of year is good.

"I'm afraid so. I don't think it's been that long since Rosemaine ordered something new from next. Plus, I felt like my subsequent arm was going up faster because I left work to do while I was away on a long business trip."

Zach laughed bitterly when he said that. He's stacked up his cancer job and Zach's going out, so his disciples' arms are up as well while he does it. Johann, who was listening to the story, flaunts his shoulder as well.

"That's the same for this workshop. While traveling as a Gutenberg, I don't like it, but I have to take care of my job."

"How's your apprentice? Did I say Danilo?

"Danilo's arm is gushing up. It seems a good thing Grechelle's young craftsmen came to train."

Danilo is about to succeed Johann in the workshop, and Danilo was a little proud. Johann didn't seem to trust Haldenzel's craftsmen very much when he said they could now make about half the metal typeface. But by taking on promising craftsmen from Grechelle and growing them, Johann sees with his eyes that there are craftsmen who can really make metal typescripts to the same extent as himself, and he starts to pull himself together and head to work.

"The sample for the bookshelf that had been ordered from Ingo was also finally completed. I think I'm ready to go back because I've made it a challenge for Danilo and the others to make quantities."

They had a very hard time supporting a beautiful circle that didn't rattle and a bookshelf with books in it. I look forward to completing the bookshelf, so I want you to do your best.

Take the side service of the temple and Gutenberg on the Lesser Bus, with Eudit in the passenger seat, first to the castle at the meeting point. Today the chief priest leaves the temple with us and assembles in the castle, except for the chief priest's destination. I'm supposed to take a civilian and head to Haldenzel to confirm the magic formation.

"It would be nice to have new discoveries"

"Enough to see the magic formations"

There is a slight grin in the clergyman's mouth. Sounds fun and most importantly.

In the castle, those who had finished preparing themselves awaited our arrival. It is a civilian team and a Risegang printing team in Haldenzel.

In addition to the civilians, those heading to Risegang were also close to Vilfleet and Charlotte. To let Risegang know that I am not the only one in the printing business.

"Rosemaine, are you ready?

I knew my mother, who was ultimately in charge, was headed to Risegang, but next to her there were also her father and about five knights.

"It's a big move for the Lordship Candidates. Same as in Haldenzel."

"It will also be my mother's home for Calstead. Would it be appropriate?

My adoptive father laughed at Ni and said so, then looked at Wilfried a little worried.

"Rosemayne, Risegang is an unafraid land for both of us to draw Arlensbach's blood. But if Wilfried is going to be the next lord, he's not the one to avoid it. Whether or not you can take that over there to your side will make a big difference ahead."

You won't be physically hurt, but you'll be pretty tough mentally, my adoptive father said.

"As much as I can, I'll stand on the two arrows. Brother Wilfried and Charlotte have been given a lot of shelter in the winter social world."

"Please. I'm optimistic and anxious about who you resemble, Wilfried."

To the word of my adoptive father, I turn my gaze to Wilfried. Wilfried was talking to the chief cleric.

"Wilfried, don't be alarmed"

"There was no element to worry about that when I went to the final confirmation. I'm so done."

Having completed his final confirmation of Risegang, Wilfried said so with pleasure and strained his chest. The chief cleric smashes that confidence with cold words: "Of course, fool".

"The only reason the final confirmation doesn't end properly is because Risegang is flawed. There is no way to imitate them to show their loss. Most importantly, if they don't finish confirming it, they won't have the Rosemayne they're eager to take to Risegang."

Even if Wilfried presses silence, the chief clergyman won't stop the words.

"Risegang is a land where many people strongly believe Rosemaine to be their next lord. Some have not yet given up, although they have informed Rosemaine herself of their unwillingness to become a lord through the proximity of the blood clan and their desire to marry and support them. Equal to enemy land for others. Carve it into your heart and take great care to refrain from absurd language and behavior. All right?"

"... Yes, my uncle"

My adoptive father exhales softly as he leans down and sees a vilfried bite off his lips in shame.

"Support him, Rosemaine"

That is what my adoptive father tells me, and I go to Wilfried.

"Brother Wilfried, Ferdinand's words are harsh, but that's because I'm worried. If you're not worried, Master Ferdinand won't say anything."

Wilfried becomes a skeptical expression in my words. Not that I don't know what it's like, but that's a very worrying word for once.

"Maybe if you go to Risegang, you'll see. I am also told to be careful, and then protect Brother Wilfried and stand on the arrow at Risegang."

"Is it better on the arrow side?"

Veronica's blood muscles are abhorrent. You have to keep your mind tight.

"Rosemaine, do you think I'm gonna be okay?

To reassure the anxious Vilfleet, I slap myself in the chest and answer.

"I'm attached, so it's all right."

"... I'm getting a little nervous."

After saying that and pointing his lips, Wilfried gave him the same smile as usual.