Ascendance of a Bookworm

The reason I became the feather of soaking and sleeping in Jurevé for two years is a nobleman with a deep connection to Ahrensbach. That was all the chief clergyman had spoken of before there were civilians and escort knights, but the reason I became the adoptive daughter of my lord was also Earl Bindebalt of the Arlensbach nobility. The Plantan Chamber of Commerce and the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, which had obtained that information from the gatekeeper's father and Otto, obviously changed their complexion and looked at me.

"I have heard before that Master Rosemayne was harmed by the nobility of Arlensbach. Are you still being targeted?

It was Benno who opened his mouth on behalf of him. I asked the clergyman in an attitude that sought to look at the enemy to be confronted. Touri also shines his blue eyes hard and awaits the clergyman's answer.

"I can't say enough that there isn't. Dangerous people in the territory are going to clean up as much as possible before leaving, but they will no longer be within my sight or reach when it comes to the new coming in. Information within the aristocracy can be obtained from the proximity, but information on the lower town is hard to come by the aristocracy. The information brought by merchants from other territories is difficult to insult, and the information they gathered from merchants has been very helpful."

That's what the clergyman said, praising the guild chiefs and Benno for bringing the information. I must have seen the same information, but I don't know what helped. I don't know if there was any useful information.

... Most of the reports went well in business, didn't they?

Next to me leaning my neck, the clergyman exhales slowly, looking in turn at everyone in the lower town. Frieda, guild leader, its side serve, Benno, Marc, Otto, Theo, Thuri. It is only those who know me in the Lower Town days who are here.

"For those of them who interacted with Rosemaine more than during the Blue Witch era, there is no more familiar and superior nobility than Rosemaine. It must be irreplaceable."

Only the clergyman, Justkus, Brother Eckhardt and Darmuel, who is here, know me and my interactive relationship during the Lower Town period. If the Chief Cleric goes to Arlensbach, the only thing left is Darmuel.

"Would it be very important to others?

Ordinary aristocrats do not attempt to draw the opinion of the lower town until such a meeting is set up. Aristocrats who can exchange opinions are largely lower aristocrats, but I am the adoptive daughter of a lord and it has been decided to become the next lady of lords. Above all, everything that spreads to other territories as a new fashion concerns me.

Everyone in the lower town nodded slowly at the clergyman, who had no problem with the surrounding sides asking.

"In order to protect Rosemaine, I would like them to do everything they can in their own way. I have more recent information on whether suspicious people have come in, on other realms, and on what nobility has not. If anything, I want you to tell Rosemaine or Haltmoot, who will be the new clergyman. He's near Rosemaine."

As the Chief Cleric turns his gaze to Haltmut, Haltmut nods small with his blue coat together.

"I will do as the Chief Cleric says."

"Of course, Arlensbach is not the only one to watch out for. I want you to keep an eye out for movements in the center and other areas."

"Yes, sir."

The chief cleric cut the word there once. Loosen his expression so that Benno only laughs a little bitterly.

"It must be a celebration that strengthens the link between Aerenfest and Arlensbach, but it feels very carefully that the clergyman, who has so far taken on Rosemayne's education and patronage with one hand, has done everything he can to put our opinions through to the Lord, will leave Rosemayne"

The clergyman likewise slackened his mouth with a bitter smile, "Because Rosemaine's words and actions are unpredictable. The anxiety is understandable," he saw me. At the same time, the faces of the Lower Town, who know my rampage, make me laugh, and everyone softly turns away.

... Mr. Benno's words may have reassured me while the Chief Cleric was holding my reins, but who's taking mine next? Are you all right? Meaning?

A common perception of my anxiety eased the atmosphere on the spot a little. Very unwillingness. The story goes on and on, leaving me with no matter how unwillingly I can dispute it. Guild chiefs and Benno and Otto also mentioned their reports and perceptions about the state of preparedness to accept merchants and the prospects ahead, and the clergyman was listening to it.

What I found out during that discussion was that until now the clergyman had listened to my opinions and reports and put them through to some extent to my adoptive father, but he would have to make it himself.

"Chief Cleric, this is an uncanny question, but I'd like to ask you something"

That's what Otto said. The clergyman raised one eyebrow and allowed himself to speak.

"If your lord's blood relatives are getting married, won't they need hair decorations again this year?

"... oh, that could happen. If you say you want that one, I'll decide to think about it then. What annoys me about Avery Be in the summer is what fools do."

The clergyman waved gently as he looked extremely annoying. If I leave this alone, Dietrinde's hair decorations must be driven out of consciousness and left alone. Given the importance of diplomacy, you can't possibly not give your fiancée hair decorations to go from Aerenfest to her son-in-law.

It is difficult to prepare and design yarns even when ordered at the last minute. I think the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce and Touri want to make prospects a little quicker, though the chief cleric may want to put them behind us. Touri looked at me.

When he looked at Touri's troubled face and I tried to give him my opinion, the chief clergyman lifted his hand gently and said, "I don't care about hair decorations or anything right now. Before that, Gustav" spoke to the guild chief first.

"About the store that deals with the demon stones in Lower Town, but do you know where they're sold?

"It seems Viscount Joisoturk used to be a big mouth customer. After his death, there were no prominent buyers, and we were talking about an increase in sales to the aristocrats who were regular."

The question seemed to have been skipped already, and the guild chief had looked into it properly. Describe the seller of the demonic stone and give him a piece of paper with the name of a regular aristocrat. The chief cleric glanced at it and said, "I look closely into it. This is good," he gave a little peek into the demon king's face when he was up to something.

In the end, the discussion then ended with no topics about hair decoration. After everyone has returned, I tell the clergyman to prepare the hair decorations.

"Chief Cleric, at the House of Lords last year, Lady Dietrinde wanted hair decorations. Besides, hair decoration is an important epidemic in Aerenfest, so if you don't give it properly, the chief cleric may be ashamed of you. I don't want the Chief Cleric to say this to anyone else."

After a "well" as if listening, he looked down at me with a frigid refreshing smile as to what the chief cleric had come up with.

"I'll leave it to you. Look after it appropriately."

"Huh!? The Chief Cleric is a man of good standing, so you should order it yourself without leaving it to me. I'm sure Master Dietrinde would be more pleased with that. Alternatively, you can interact by asking your preferences…"

No matter how similar Veronica is, she is not herself, so interacting may lessen her disgust somewhat. Although there is also the risk of further disgust.

"Are you one of the same family? What's wrong with helping my son-in-law? Properly see what I'm ashamed of"

... I think the word "family" is being used well!

Softly pointing my lips, I was lightly poked in the head by the clergyman as he thought of a color that seemed to suit Dietrinde.

"Finally, you can order your hair decorations too."

"Huh?"

"Goodbye."

I really wanted to say, "If you say goodbye, stand up properly," but it's no use telling a cleric chief who doesn't even try to stand up to his fiancée. More than that, I don't like the fact that a goodbye is approaching the word goodbye.

... but unlike my family in Lower Town, which was a sudden breakup, I guess it's better because I'm a little ready for my heart.

I shook my head gently and looked up at the chief cleric, as I was in a sinking mood.

"I will prepare something else, too. What about Aerenfest dishes like Aurelia? If you can use magic equipment that stops time, I think it's important to bring in the flavors of your hometown. Because when you get busy, the chief cleric just puts the meal behind you. Restorative drugs are important, but meals are more important."

If you pack the fish in the emptied sorcery and send it back, I will pack the dish and send it back from here, when I said, the chief cleric turned to a frightened face, "Are you looking for a fish?" I think it is very sensible because both the health of the chief cleric and my fish are obtained.

"I'll give you a farewell to a lot of other things. Are you eating proper meals for your voice recording magic equipment? Sleep is important, put in my voice and let Yustox flush it out sometimes..."

"I don't need it. I refuse from the bottom of my heart."

I remember the words of a friend of mine from the Reino period who went to a distant university when he told me that he seemed unnecessarily tired while I was tired.

"You may not know the Chief Cleric, but the love of a happy family when you're far away from home is determined by the send-off, the taste of home, a little novel and the market."

"I've never heard of you."

... Well, I guess so.

Ordnants cannot cross the boundaries, so the only way to deliver a voice is to rely on the magic equipment of the recording.

"You also have to ask Rymund to miniaturize this. Will you make it?"

"Rosemayne, Rymund is my apprentice and not a good side for you to deal with conveniently."

"My master, the priest's disciple, is my brother? Hmm? Given the order of apprenticeships, maybe apprentices? Either way, it's okay to ask because it's not my fault. Dr. Hirschühl also uses me conveniently."

You thought of the Master acting like you liked him, the Chief Cleric exhaled ha.

"Let me remind you how to make the rest of the healing pills before I think about extra farewell."

"... Yes"

There are many things that the Chief Cleric has to teach us. The most important thing is how to make a recovery pill. Until now, the clergyman has prepared me, but when the clergyman is gone, I have to prepare myself.

"I'll teach your side too, so we'll figure it out"

The proximity, ordered to gather in my workshop, dressed in mixed clothes, were Haltmut and Brother Cornelius. It is the result of the imposition of the condition that we need the magic of a senior nobleman because we will need a lot of magic and a man who does not have to worry about leaving the mission because of dowry or pregnancy.

What's so hard about conditioning recovery pills is my strength. There is overwhelmingly not enough strength to keep mixing the ingredients until they are magically conjugated together. As long as the materials are in order, they can be weighed and carved, put the materials in the determined order, and spin them around while pouring magic into them.

But it's hard to mix. "My arm is hurting," he leaked a sob, and Brother Cornelius, who was taking a serious look at the quality of the material, exhaled lightly.

"Normally it's difficult to adjust the amount of magic and magic, but Master Rosemaine doesn't have enough strength overwhelmingly. Is the practical skill of the civilian course okay?

"Nothing compared to a knight's course, and the Lecture of the House of Lords is an easy one compared to the level of preparation required by the Chief Cleric"

Civilian courses are mandatory in order to become a secretary. You have to take whatever it is. I'm not even willing to give up.

"The treatment of Rosemaine's magic is wonderful, as she focuses her magic on strengthening her body and adjusts her conditioning."

Haltmoot says so with a serious note on how to formulate it.

Grabbing the trick of shedding magic on both physical strengthening and conditioning, the Extreme Muzzle Recovery Drug was successfully finished.

"Put the finished healing pills in here and keep this cloth on"

Put the finished healing pills in a larger pot and I cloth them to prevent the bass and quality from falling or getting damaged.

"This will be fine for a while, but even if you tell me, I can't make it because I don't have the material"

"This time, we teach Cornelius how to make it because we need to align the materials. Take a good look and remember how much quality stuff you will need."

We have to start with collecting materials, but we need only materials of the same quality that Brother Cornelius puts on his face. I don't think it's easy to get together.

"... but I'm going to leave the majority of the material in your workshop. About five years will be fine."

"Are you leaving all this material behind?

When Haltmoot saw many of the materials brought into my workshop, he raised his voice of surprise. They also have a lot of valuable materials that I don't know just from what I've seen.

"I don't think I'll have long enough to do research, and I don't know if I can get a workshop over there."

"Huh? What do you do with your medication? Isn't it the chief cleric who's going to need your medication?

There are no healing pills, and I don't think I can stand up to my intense duties. In my words the chief cleric nodded, "Of course you'll need a healing pill".

"But I'm going to leave the blending to Justkus."

Apparently the Chief Cleric doesn't need to take it, as Yustox himself has accumulated a large amount of material.

"How much material does Master Justkus have if we don't need the material we have here?"

That's what Haltmoot said with a stunned face. Justkus is still a mysterious figure.

And if you can make both a curmudgeon and a medicine with improved kindness, the method of making the cure is over.

"Later, you have to be careful how much you drink. You have a big mess, so I'll leave it up to Haltmoot to weigh the pills. Rosemaine may feel ill even if she is given too much medicine. You must be most attentive."

"I'll take care of it"

Where Haltmut had tightened his face, the chief cleric placed before me a transparent demonic stone whose material and magic were emptied.

"While coaching Haltmoot, Rosemaine should practice removing someone else's magic from the material and transferring it to the Demon Stone. This one is a mixture of cluttered magic, and this one is something I pulled out of cluttered magic. It seems time to sense the magic of others"

The challenge, he said, is to touch two arranged materials, sense the original magic that the material possesses, and drain the extra magic.

... What, that's hard!

As the Chief Cleric told me, I will touch the two materials. I can certainly see that magic streets are different and one has a mix of cluttered magic.

"One is cluttered and the other is just the magic of the material and my magic. See the difference?

"Yes."

"Then throw out the cluttered magic toward the Demon Stone while putting your magic in little by little like a thin thread"

I concentrate and stretch my magic thinly, pouring my magic into the material little by little with the image of filtration, so that I leave the original magic of the material on the filter paper to let out the cluttered magic.

In the meantime, the chief cleric began to pay close attention to Haltmut about the medication, including the amount and use of the medication, and the portion controlled by Richarda.

"Done!

Though it took me a very long time to pull out the cluttered magic from one small piece of material, my chest is full of accomplishments.

"Which one?"

The clergyman took the material he had made up and frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, I'm getting more and more anxious about how I've been staring at the material for a long time.

"... Um, was something failing?

"No, it's no problem. Cluttered magic has been removed."

That's what the chief cleric said, and he returned the material. And he took a crate not so big, and put it before me.

"Remove cluttered magic from this material."

There are four things in there: the fruit of Frammeltz, the leaves of Kvervaide, the fur of Vinfal and the powder of Grantsling.

"This winds up from Mr. Heishitze in Dunkelferger in a ditter battle...... not an important loot?

"Oh, pretty good quality with precious materials. Perfect for making your Jurevé material. I don't have time to pick it up, and I need to make a Jurevé before I move to Arlensbach."

The Chief Cleric says so without incident, but this material is what Heishitze looked like when he was wound up with all his possessions.

"Are you sure you want to use it for my Jurevé?

"Oh, I added granzling powder for that."

There are a limited number of materials that can be picked at Aerenfest, and they don't have enough quality because all the materials they pick while attending the House of Lords are students.

"... Are you sure you want to use it?

"Quickly, without mumbling. I really don't have time for this. A preview of the House of Lords must also be carried out after the creation of the Jurevé. I will not tolerate any unusual imitation of my grades as soon as I leave. Next year we'll have the best in both the Lordship Candidate and the Civilian Course."

The chief priest stared at me, and I breathed not. I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm too scared.

"Can't you do it if you're not the best?

"Being good if I educate and some original qualities, if both are in place, is easy for me to do in Arlensbach. Will you work with me for the sake of my family?

... Father, Father, there's a Demon King here!

If it makes me scream in my heart, but makes it a little easier for the chief cleric to do it, I'm going to try as hard as I can. Because what I've had the clergyman do is not something I can return with just a little effort.

"You should do it. I'll do it. I'll do all the best and I'll do all the yurevé making."

"Then remove cluttered magic from all materials. So that's it for today."

I exhale Phew, and breathe slowly again to face the material. Let's start with the fruit of Frammeltz.

He concentrated and slowly poured out his magic, removing the cluttered magic contained in the fruits of Frammeltz.

Remove cluttered magic from all materials and the day is over. He takes a healing pill and sleeps, and the next day, he completely dyes the material with his own magic to make demonic stones. The demonic stones were completed to suit the precious colors of the season, as they had previously been made with the creation of the demonic stones in Yurevé.

"Now it looks like we can make a Jurevé without a problem"

When I saw the finished demon stone, the clergyman said, "Very good."