Ascendance of a Bookworm

Jurevé and Haltmut mitzvahs

Now that I had a demonic stone, I made a Jurevé quickly. Today's companions are Angelica, Darmuel and Brother Cornelius. Only adults are accompanied because they are learning how to make Jurevé in the House of Lords. I've made it once too, so I know how to make it once. The escort knights are assistants to confirm the procedure. The chief cleric wants to take time to take over with the civilians, so call them when you can.

"Can Master Rosemayne also make Jurevé anymore? I was able to make it in fifth grade."

When Brother Cornelius said that in amazement at the clergyman's Spartan education, Angelica, who was only good at practical skills, "I made it in fifth grade, too," she chested.

"I was in my final year. It's not like making it again and again, so it's really hard not to dye the material until it's critical thanks to the greed of a little bit of good quality."

Lower nobles say if they don't get the material as quickly as possible, it's going to take some time to dye with magic. Darmuel blurred that now the magic was so much better with the Rosemaine-style magic compression method that he wanted to rebuild it, so he wasn't greedy with the lecture Yulevé.

"The Jurevé we make in the House of Lords lecture is basically pretty poor quality. The cavalier apprentices dye and use the materials they have picked in the House of Lords and in their respective territories with their own magic, but because they haven't collected them themselves, they lose their quality."

The Knight Apprentice collects its own, so although it can do things of somewhat better quality, the Civilians mostly buy materials from the Knight Apprentice, so they really lose quality.

"Removing cluttered magic from the material seems to prevent quality from dropping."

I taught everyone the way the Chief Cleric taught me, but first, it was said that it was so fine, and that a great deal of magic could not be dealt with.

"We need just enough magic to kick out cluttered magic, Master Rosemaine. You have to dye it with magic again afterwards, so it's too difficult for lower nobles. You can't do the same as Master Rosemaine, and you don't need all that quality."

That's what Darmuel said and clapped his shoulders.

"The only thing left to us is confirmation of the procedure. Let's get started."

Dear Darmuel and Brother Cornelius, who have made Jurevé and remember it in proper order, and Angelica's Devil's Sword Steinluke are the assistants in this one. The Lord Angelica seems to have forgotten already, but he seems to remember Steinluke well. It is a very useful devil's sword.

While instructed by the chief clergyman's voice, Steinluke, I made Yurevé. I endure weakness in my arms and mix demonic stones. The last time I made it, it was when I still didn't have a shtarp, so I used magic equipment. This time I used a mixing stick that deformed the starp, but the ease of doing it is overwhelmingly different. Inspiring.

"Put your amplifier in next."

Brother Cornelius will take a watering sprinkler with amplifier in Steinluke's voice. As he tried to hand it to me, Brother Cornelius stopped moving.

It's not that big of a water drain, so I usually pour the medicine with one hand while mixing it with the other. But I guess I realized with one hand that the watermark was unlikely to hold.

"Shall I let you in?

"... please"

Black liquid is poured out, and the contents of the mixing pan increase as the bump occurs. "It's the last finish," Stynrook's voice said as he mixed it around.

I take the little bottle where Darmuel is placed on the table and drip a drop with the potons. At that moment, the surface of the medicine glowed with a cool glare. It's Yurevé's creation.

"I will inform Master Ferdinand"

Darmuel leaves the workshop. Brother Cornelius peeked into the pan and said, "When will you use it?," he muttered.

... when?

I don't have time to be immersed in Jurevé for so long now that my reading time is so gang-shredded that I'm busy previewing the House of Lords and taking over in the Temple. If I can, I don't really want to immerse myself in Jurevé, and I want to put it behind me.

"Is it since the Chief Cleric headed for Arlensbach? You said you would eliminate the danger as much as possible, so I think it would be better to use it after it's a little safer"

Talking to Brother Cornelius like that, the clergyman came in with his side and Fran. Fran holds a net with a lot of demonic stones in her hand.

"Rosemaine, immerse yourself in the Jurave quickly. There is still a consolidation of magic in your body that has not yet been solved. [M] I want to unravel it as soon as possible. I'll get you ready, so get dressed."

As the clergyman gives instructions to those around him, he prepares himself thoroughly and pours Yulevé into a large white box shape. I felt the blood vessels all over my body shrink to the word immersed in Yurevé from now on. Reflectively I shake my neck to the side.

"I don't like it."

"Rosemaine?"

I unwittingly stepped back to my surrounding gaze with the clergyman, who surprisingly engraved a wrinkle between my brows.

"If you wake up soaked in Jurevé again, everyone is growing more, and I'm the only one left again... Ko, now the chief cleric may also be gone. I don't want to be immersed in Jurevé right now."

I don't want to feel like Taro Urashima twice or three times. I finally got a little strength, but it could turn back again.

"Now it's a matter of a few days. It can't be like before."

"But... I'm scared"

I've said one season before, but in fact, I've been sleeping for two years. Maybe it's because I was poisoned by the raid, but I really don't know if I'll wake up in a few days.

"Rosemaine, I want to solve everything while I can. If you lose your magic hardening, you'll be able to see other doctors. Besides, do you want to be able to grow?

"We want to be able to grow, but it's good after the clergyman heads to Arlensbach. When I wake up asleep, I absolutely hate the fact that I wasn't there anymore."

"... as far as I'm concerned, I think you should use it before you head to the House of Lords, Rosemaine"

Brother Cornelius said so, trying to think a little. I looked up and saw Brother Cornelius, realizing that it was not as a proximity, but a wording when dealing with him as a brother.

"Why?

"Lady Ferdinand said the magic doesn't flow well because of the consolidation of magic that suddenly makes Rosemayne fall when she gets excited. So if you unravel it, you won't fall where you're a little excited?

As I say quietly, Brother Cornelius strokes my head as he peeks into my face.

"The sudden fall of Rosemaine reminds me of that time when I was poisoned and unconscious. It's really bad for the heart. I want to reduce the anxiety element a little bit because I graduated and I lost sight of what was going on in the House of Lords. It hurts me to know how Ferdinand feels to think that he should go to Arlensbach."

Only my uncle, Brother Cornelius and the Cleric Chief know me directly from being poisoned and unconscious. My chest ached when I found out I was so worried. I reach out and grab the chief cleric's sleeve.

"Definitely a few days, huh? All of a sudden, we don't all grow up, our bodies don't move at all, we don't have a clergyman, do we?

"I won't. I promise."

Light golden eyes nodded slowly. I nod one too, and turn back on my heels.

"I'm going to get dressed"

I left the workshop and asked Monica to change into thin white clothes. The socks must be removed so that you can see the magic lines floating on your hands and feet. The feeling of wearing shoes barefoot feels very strange for too long.

When I was ready and headed to the workshop, I was already ready. The large white box is full of thin blue liquid, beside which Fran prepares to be put in demon stones. A chair was placed near the white box, and the clergyman pointed to the chair.

I sit in my chair as I am instructed, holding with my hands the cup offered. Inside, there was a yurevé. When I'm done drinking, Fran makes me take off my shoes.

"Rosemaine"

Just as the last time, the chief cleric lifted me up and made me sit in a white box filled with Jurevé. At that moment, a line of magic rises red in my body.

"Three to four days. In time for the spring mitzvah."

The chief cleric said so as he followed with his fingers the flow of my arms and neck muscles. I remember the feeling of my eyelids getting heavier and heavier while I was doing some tests.

"Never be gone,"

"Perseverance. Immerse yourselves."

Big hands of the Cleric Chief cover my eyes with a bitter smile. As my consciousness softly fell, I found my body slowly immersed in Yurevé.

Are you awake?

I exhaled with ho relief that there was a clergyman's face when he was pulled away from Yurevé.

"How long have we been?

"Four days, as I predicted."

There were Fran, Monica, and the proximity around the clergyman, but he certainly hasn't changed his face or atmosphere at all. The Chief Cleric confirms the magical flow of the arms, feet, and neck.

"It seems to be unraveling beautifully.... I'm already ready for a bath. Once you've cleaned yourself up, rest today. I'll be busy again tomorrow."

I was lifted up by Fran and taken to the bathroom, where I was bathed by Monica and Nicola.

"I'm glad that Rosemaine's body was less burdened this time because she can stand or sit"

"Because my body wasn't really moving last time and I was very worried"

I laughed and nodded at the words of Nicolas and Monica. It is said that the consolidation of magic will reduce the likelihood of sudden collapse. However, I have been cautioned that if I had a necklace to suck off the magic I received from the clergyman. Originally too compressed and too much magic, they say it's the same that too much excitement isn't good for your body, even if you don't get stuck and lose consciousness.

"It's the same thing you have to work out your body, isn't it? You don't feel much better."

"I think it will take some time for you to feel better. You say you don't feel much better, but it's a lot better than it was when you couldn't move your body at all."

Monica laughs and recommends exercising. I would like to consider it positively, I replied.

Although I used Jurevé, I did not feel that my physical condition had changed dramatically, and I was to be made more and more to preview the House of Lords by the guidance of the Chief Cleric. It was decided not to increase the duties of the Temple Chief too much so that Merhior could be allowed to succeed him, so he was told to give precedence to the House of Lords' previews, except for the work that must be done in any case.

Practice Entvikkern by making small boxyards, regulating the strength of the junction around the boxyard, drilling holes in the junction to create boundary gates, and one challenge after another is given.

"Thinking about it like this, the magic of the foundation must be a very large demonic stone with a massive carving of magic formations."

"Oh, it's a giant magic appliance fitted with all the attribute demon stones. There must have been a diagram here."

Specialized study, which basically only teaches lord candidates, will take place in my workshop with the sides tightened. Sometimes, Brother Wilfried and Charlotte come and join us, but often the two of us. I'm just a little happy to spend the rest of my time with you, but you're doing quite a bit of impossibility, the Cleric Chief's complexion isn't very good.

"Chief Cleric, you're sleeping less, aren't you?

"... a little"

"It's a little diminishing, not a little sleepy, isn't it?

Without paying attention to Justkus, I just thought that I had noticed that I had recently stopped seeing Justkus and Brother Eckhardt in the Temple.

"Maybe both Justkus and Brother Eckhardt are busy?

"We have your side here, so we're only getting two of us to do the work we can do"

I pointed my lips slightly at the figure of the clergyman who was assigning the task to both the escort knight and the civilian.

"Chief Cleric, you complained about Rymund, but don't use my side conveniently"

"Don't complain because you are the convenient one to use Rymund. I'm working on your side."

Things seem to say. It's hard to complain if you say so.

"Now, as I often review after this. The next step is to practice demarcating the land within the territory. It's the technology we need to give Geebe the land."

With that said, we will take out what we need for the next lecture in a transfer formation that the clergyman has broadened with basalities. Bringing the items needed for the lecture into my workshop one after the other, so much so that the workshop is getting smaller and smaller.

That's how spring mitzvahs approached as we spent every day. It is the first divine matter for Haltmoot.

"Speaking of which, what do you do with the costumes for the ritual of Haltmut? Even if you're ordering, you can't make it up yet, can you?

It must have taken me a long time when I asked Benno for a ritual costume. Still, it was said that the time was much shorter because it was just dyed rather than requested from the weaving place.

"Unlike Lady Rosemaine, I will have a ritual costume left by many blue clerics before, so I'm supposed to rent it until I get the costume I ordered"

Apparently, the temple has some costumes for rituals. Originally it's normal for me to prepare myself, but he seemed to lend it to me when I couldn't make it like this Haltmoot. Apparently I was not eligible for a loan because I was a civilian and had no costume to suit my physique.

"I look forward to the temple ritual."

Haltmoot stays in the room that is prepared for the escort knight the day before the divinity, eats breakfast with me and moves to the priest's room. And they're going to have you costumed for the side service of the clergyman, who's going to be your side service first.

I also asked him to change into a ritual costume for the temple chief and waited, and Fran came to call.

"The prayer room is ready. Let's move."

Looks like the blue clerics are already inside the prayer room. When I found my brother Eckhardt waiting near the door, I asked him how Hartmoot was doing.

"Brother Eckhardt, you were coming to the temple today. It's Haltmoot's first divinity, but weren't you nervous?

"He seemed very excited. He wants to see his blessings."

It's my first divinity, but Haltmoot still looks as usual today.

"But you're competent. I will soon learn the flow of divinity and what needs to be done, and Master Ferdinand seems to be user-friendly. You got a pretty good side, Rosemaine."

... Brother Eckhardt is also pretty weird at the point where the criteria for determining whether or not a good side is user-friendly for the clergyman.

In a way, I think Hartmoot and Brother Eckhardt are very similar.

"Temple Chief, come in."

With the voice of the chief cleric, the door is opened by the gray clerics. A blue cleric lined up in front of the altar waved the stick in his hand, sounding like a lot of bells rang through the prayer room.

Haltmoot is alongside the blue clerics. I could see from my gaze that I cared about this one. I slowly ascend to the altar, holding the hand of the chief cleric as usual. Haltmoot watched as he looked at it.

Myths are spoken by the Chief Cleric and blessed with prayer. The mitzvah itself ended with nothing in particular.

My father and mother were coming to the door, and they looked at me worried. Maybe he heard from Touri that he would start interacting with Arlensbach. You can't wave and make too many contacts in front of Haltmoot. I hold my fist with my right hand so that I can see it as part of the ritual, slapping my left breast twice. Other than that, he stared at the two until the door closed by a gray cleric, pretending to drop off the adults walking out the door.

At the end of the ritual, I ask the clergyman to bring me down from the altar. And I stood next to Haltmoot.

"Haltmoot, have you figured out the role of the chief cleric?

"Helping you get up on the altar, reading the scriptures instead of the temple chief, escorting you to the end when the door closes, getting you off the altar...... you take care of Master Rosemaine"

"No. Chief Cleric has other roles, doesn't he?

He should have registered for medals, too. When I said so, the chief priest said, "It is not just the chief priest, it is the work of all the blue priests".

"In fact, I didn't need this kind of help when I was a former temple chief. The bulk of my ritual role is just to help you not fail."

"I think I can do it perfectly after next time"

Haltmoot tends his chest proudly. The chief clergyman nods with a serious face, "If that is the case, you will be able to do it".

... I didn't want to know that the priest's role in the ritual was my caretaker.

"Ho, have you never thought of anything else at a bar mitzvah?

"Yes."

Hultmoot responded instantly, holding his fist as he distorted his face in a rude manner.

"Isn't a civilian mitzvah more blessing than a mitzvah in the House of Lords? My bar mitzvah was also blessed by Lady Rosemayne."

Haltmoot expressed dissatisfaction that Aerenfest civilians were sloppy. I have trouble even if they say it's sloppy. Would it be good if it were fair?

"Haltmoot has worked hard with a lot of work, and if I just feel like blessing, I will bless you. When is Haltmoot's birthday season?

"Is it true!? I'd love to. My birthday is winter."

As Haltmoot looks at me with anticipation, he kneels on the spot and crosses his hands in front of his chest.

"O Gedurleich, goddess of earth, hear my prayer, and bless and feed the birth of a new adult, and devote their thoughts, their prayers and their gratitude, to the protection of the Holy Ghost."

If you put magic into the ring, it becomes a red light and pours down to Haltmut. It was over, and I tried to move, but Hartmoot would not move on his knees.

"Haltmoot, what's wrong?

"I'm impressed"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for the good fortune of being able to monopolize Lord Rosemaine's blessings in this way"

Hartmoot took my hand and put his forehead on A, saying so with a smile that seemed happier than he had ever seen before. I was going to bless to deflect my grievances, but I am so thankful and joyful that I am so baffled.

"Chief Cleric..."

Calling the Cleric Chief for help, the Cleric Chief slowly strayed his gaze after exhaling lightly.

"It's near you. Only loyalty is definitely there, so if you don't misuse it, you're a powerful ally."

"... what happens if I use it incorrectly?

"It's going to be a big deal. I've been in Eckhardt."

... Brother Eckhardt!?

Thus ended Haltmoot's first divinity, while previewing the House of Lords, also ended the summer baptism ceremony, which would take place in about a week.

"The next divine act is the ritual of the star knot."

When I said so, the clergyman's face was distorted disgustingly.

"It seems that Georgine and Dietrinde are coming to Aerenfest in the period between the end of the star knot ritual and autumn"

"Huh?"

"It means we want to have a little interaction before we get married."