Ascendance of a Bookworm

Waiting in a twisted mood for enough evidence to capture the Viscount Dardolph, I popped out of the Temple Chief's office listening to the "OK" of the Cleric Chief. In addition to the escort knight, Haltmoot is also with him, who insists that "it is his important duty as chief cleric to restore the sacrament that is important to Lord Rosemaine, the temple chief".

"My book must be brought back."

"Yes, the Holy Virgin needs the Bible"

Haltmoot at times like this is a comforting ally. I ran out at full speed with magic to further strengthen my body. When I went outside, my breath went up, and I already said it, but I can't be caught here.

… I will not quit hosting the Bloody Carnival if I want the Bible back!

Get on the horseback, grab the gassy handle, and come on, let's go! and where I have gained momentum I cease to move. Trouble. I want to go get the Bible right back, but I don't know Viscount Dardolph's Hall.

"Um, Chief Cleric. Where is Viscount Dardolph's Hall?

"Huh? Did Master Rosemayne pop up even though he didn't know where he was!?

"It's important to have the will to reclaim the Bible, Eudit."

As the surrounding escort knights drop their gagged shoulders, they begin to move the horseman as the clergyman becomes a frightened face capable of responding to my full speed on early walks.

"You come after me. If they go first, it's gonna be a lot of trouble."

The Viscount Dardolph's Hall seemed to be watched by knights, and at the same time as they arrived, two knights came to the clergyman and whispered, "After all, it seems the Viscount is the only one here," the knight said.

Darldorf, closer to Irkner, is not an area in the south where it is still snowing. Apparently the family is still in the summer hall.

"Are you acting alone to avoid getting a little tired or not getting in the way..."

I stand in front of the doorway door and ask Haltmoot to knock on the doorway knocker as I see the chief priest giving the knights the next instruction as he says so.

... If I knock myself, I'll leave it to Haltmoot because the clergyman will piss me off, and I don't think I hate myself for not being able to reach Knocker. Because I don't think so!

That's what I thought as I glanced at the bull-like animal door knocker in a high position, the door opened. My uncle, who seemed serious as a rounded, head-side servant, looked around and stopped looking at me, blinking his eyes several times.

"Isn't it Master Rosemaine? Geebe hasn't come back here yet, and I haven't heard from your wife that you have an appointment, but what the hell can I do for you?

I'm here with the intention of capturing you, so there's no way I'm going to make an appointment and visit you. In the service of the head I smile with a nickel.

"I, Viscount Dardolph, would like to see you. Can you show me to your room?

"I can't let you through without a promise. You know that, don't you, Master Rosemaine?

With a polite waist, but said so with a stern face, I quickly tied up his side service with a band of shtarp light. The clergyman tells me that anyone with teeth may be tied up. Those who stand in my way trying to reclaim the Scriptures are tied up and poi.

"Dear Rosemaine!?

He's suddenly tied up and the head servant, who collapsed on the floor with a bat without balance, looks like he doesn't know what happened. Again I inquired of the side service.

"Hey, which is the Viscount Dardolph's room?

"I can't answer you"

Sideservice shuts his mouth hard, even when tied up. Great sense of professionalism. It won't matter how much you ask. I gave up immediately to hear from this man. Just go through the side of the tied up man and get inside the hall.

"I'm sorry you couldn't tell me. But noble halls are made similarly. If you look at the Lord's habitat from one end, you'll see."

"In the absence of the Lord and with no promises, how much do you think Rosemaine, even though she is the adoptive daughter of the Lords, would be allowed to commit such an injustice, such as tying up a servant in this way and entering someone else's hall?

Even as he was tied and rolled, with his eyes that dwelt in a strong light, he looked up to me and opined. Looking down at him rolling on the floor, I fill my body with magic with a shrugged laugh.

"Oh, I don't like it. This must be Dardorf's way, isn't it? Even though the Viscount Dardolph made no promises, the Lord tied up the gatekeeper to the temple where he was away and broke in and stole my precious things. I don't remember you blaming me because I go out of my way to do Dardolph."

"Become!?

Gently intimidate a man who opens his eyes wide with magic. Only lightly. This man is not my enemy. It's an important source.

"Which would be the Viscount Dardolph's room? Can you answer that?

"Ugh... Ugh!?

He was supposed to be only mildly intimidating, but he blew bubbles and lost consciousness.

... Well, okay.

Even if he loses consciousness, it doesn't change what I do. And I went up the stairs toward the third floor, where my mistress's room was.

"Rosemaine, shouldn't we use a horseman?

Don suddenly up there when the Chief Cleric said so in a frustrating manner! Dodon! and sounded unlikely in the aristocratic hall.

"What!?

"It's from my mistress's room. Hurry!"

"Eudit and Angelica stay with Rosemaine!

Leaving only two of my escorts, the clergyman leads the escort knights up the stairs. And I hastened, and put out a lesser bus, and boarded, and pursued everyone.

"Eckhardt, do it!

"Ha!"

As the escort knights set up their stairs, I caught up with just about everyone as Brother Eckhardt slammed through and kicked through the door with his sword.

At the next moment, a raw smell of nausea flows from the room. I could see the clergyman and brother Eckhardt standing in front of the door opening their eyes wide.

"Back off, Rosemaine!

"Ha!"

To a sharp voice I retreat the Lesser Bus as I leap away from the spot. Brother Cornelius and Darmuel, who are in a position to see the inside of the room, are also pale.

"What do you have?

"It's a corpse. There's a flashy blood splash, blood. There's probably three women dead on the floor that's all over it. It's almost like all three of them got their heads blown off."

"Hiccup! I didn't go into that much detail!

I immediately lay down my face and close my tight eyes. The Bloody Carnival, in my opinion, is not that bloody.

... The Bloody Carnival was over!

"Did you notice us and commit suicide? It would be too thoughtful."

The chief cleric steps into the room sighing. Yustox and Brother Eckhardt, and the men near me follow it. The female knight was left as my escort wandering around in the corner of the hallway unseen in the room.

... a real bloody carnival, seriously scary.

"Dear Rosemayne, this seems to be a letter left by the Viscount Dardolph"

What Haltmoot brought me was something close to a writing beating. resentment towards the clan and said, "I will not give you my memory. If you can find something, look for it" it says a very challenging word.

If the scriptures are not found, mud can be applied to the face of the temple and clergy that caused the Sikikoza to be executed, which can troublesome Aub, who has lost only one scripture in his territory. They're just satisfied that it came true.

He seemed desperate for the words and actions of his family when Sikikoza was executed, and he wanted revenge on me and the clergyman, who caused the destruction of the clan. Heavy hatred and emotion also come from the paper, where the blood is flying and like a pattern.

"... the clan is totally involved"

"So will the side service we were dying with. I'm trying to keep my memories from being read, so it seems that I was also involved in this project."

They killed not just themselves, but those involved in this replacement of the Bible. You must not soon find the Bible in this.

"You no longer know where the Bible is."

I thought if I captured the Viscount Dardolph, I would know, but the clue has completely disappeared. I have no idea where the Bible is.

"Even considering from the sudden suicide of the Viscount Dardolph, our move must have been unexpected. It could still be in this hall or even if we moved it somewhere, it could still leave traces."

That's what Haltmoot said, but I find it very difficult to find the Bible without any clue. Without the help of Viscount Dardolph, I can't open Viscount Dardolph's den, and it would be difficult to take testimony from those professionally conscious servants. Not that there's a way to peek into memory from one end of the spectrum, but then this one must be public.

... What shall we do? I need Viscount Dardolph to help me find the Bible happily, but there's no way you can help me, is there?

"Rosemaine, will you speak to the knight outside to help us with this, and take the escort knight to the castle? Arrange a meeting with Aub, explain the situation, and call Geebe. I store and gather information for this occasion. Death confirmed, but we also have to see if this body is really the Viscount Dardolph"

After giving the instructions, the clergyman returns to the Viscount Dardolph's room again. Even if I'm thinking about it here, the Bible doesn't come out. I immediately say to my adoptive father, "I want to see you in a hurry," I fly Ordnants, and I fly Ordnants to tell Richarda that I will return to the castle as well. Then I asked the knights on the lookout to help the clergyman and took my own escort knights to the castle.

The fact that the Scriptures were stolen and captured Egmont is reported by the clergyman paying people, and probably because of reports from your father as he explores Egmont's memory. My adoptive father seemed to realize that an emergency had occurred in my Ordonanz. As soon as I arrived at the castle, my adoptive father called me, and by the time I arrived in the office, I had already been paid.

"What happened?

My adoptive father looks around at me and the escort knights with a sharp dark green eye. I went one step forward and opened my mouth.

"The Viscount Dardolph and her side of the service have died. She blew her head off so she wouldn't read her memories and killed herself."

"What?

Since I have not seen the misery of the room, I can only say it as taught by the Chief Cleric. Upon hearing the message, the adoptive father slowly exhaled after closing his tight eyes.

"We must summon Geebe as soon as possible and examine and dispose of the clan's involvement.... don't go crazy with your winter plans"

He said the disposal of the old Veronicans would take place in the winter. If we dispose of the Dardolph clan this time, it will have some effect on the old Veronicans. I can't read how that involves my winter plans, and my adoptive father makes a sinister face.

"Dear adoptive father, are you disposing of the entire Dardolph clan?

"He stole the Scriptures and attempted to assassinate the Lord's adopted daughter. Isn't that natural?"

"Naturally...... but if we dispose of those who are not directly guilty in the syndicate as such, will we not have the same aristocracy as Jurgenschmitt today and the management of the territory cease to stand?

Isn't it silly to kill a nobleman so much that Solemn Qing's too much to run the country well? I think it's even more stupid for us to do what we were saying.

"... So what do you want me to do?

"Can't we check for hostility and malice with the shield of Szczeria, tie it up with a name, and let the clan survive?

Just as Aub has the magic equipment that Aub has to move, so does Gibe, who rules the land, have the magic equipment that Gibe has to move. More magic is gaining in magic compression methods, but there shouldn't be so much room for nobility in Aerenfest.

"Will the children of the House of Lords be spared the disposition of the consort by name? Then, if the presence of hostility can be confirmed, adults may also have a path of salvation that spares them from disposition by name."

It was not my adoptive father, but your father, the chief of the knighthood, who shook his neck beside him with a stern face to my words.

"But then it cannot be shown to those who have been disposed of in collusion."

"Father, not everyone is hostile even if one of the clans is hostile. Make sin personal. Otherwise, I don't think we can stop the chain of malice and hatred. Szczeri shields can check for hostility, so don't let them have bad feelings with unnecessary dispositions."

If they don't know what they're thinking in their bellies, they may have no choice but to use the Szeerian shield to see if they're hostile. I think it would be better to use it aggressively to increase the number of aristocrats who can help.

"But such a life-threatening disposition in the attempted assassination of the Lords clan..."

"Father, have you forgotten? If only the Bible had returned, there would have been no such thing. Then there is no need to be guilty of grand larceny. Ends with a secret dedication."

My adoptive father thought a little into my words and stared at me still to identify something. My spine stretches unexpectedly on the face of my adoptive father's lord.

"Rosemayne, why would the Dardolph clan be more sheltered if the Viscount Dardolph even tried to assassinate her? If you leave it here, you could get the same eye again. It's for their own safety to crush."

"Because if there was a way to salvation the clan, you'd be more serious about looking for the Bible."

I don't know how serious you would take it if you were to have already decided to dispose of it, even when it comes to interviewing servants about the circumstances, searching the Viscount Dardolph's stash room and looking into the mansion. But if the path of salvation is shown, the seriousness should be completely different. They will look for me in the clan outing.

I'm sure it would be more efficient for those of us who know more about friendship, character and preference than we do about the Viscount Dardolph.

"It is a bad idea to dispose of those who are not hostile at this point. I think it's best to show them the way to salvation and get them to work their best."

Although executions may easily remove the seeds of anxiety, I think the detriment is enormous. If the whole clan were to be disposed of in a consortium, some might have a rash. But if you know there is a way of salvation, Geebe, whose role is to protect the clan and the land, should manage to save the clan.

Your father looked frightened by my claim, but his adoptive father raised the edge of his lips to be funny with Ni.

"... fine. To be honest, eliminating the old Veronicans and reducing the number of nobles too much was a headache problem. Use their wind shields to screen them and show them the way to salvation."

I do not want to make it public that the Bible has been stolen, so discussions with Viscount Dardolph must be held in confidence. My adoptive father said he would move to the Viscount's Hall. I'll sneak out, so I'll meet you in a room.

"You said Aub was going to sprinkle the proximity, but how can we sprinkle the proximity?

Leonore said it with a strange face, but I don't know my adoptive father's escape moves either. Look out while waiting in the room as I was told. Designated for the rendezvous was a room for guests, and it was bright and clear beyond the large balcony.

"You kept me waiting. Let's go."

My adoptive father and father suddenly appeared, even though there was no sign that the door had opened.

"Where the hell did you both come from?

"It's a combination of a shortcut used by servants and a de-export that can only be used by lords. You can't imitate them."

Phew, I'm telling you with my chest up, is that good for me to put my chest up for that? In front of me, my adoptive father opened the sweeping window leading to the balcony wide and looked back.

"Come on, Rosemaine. Get the horseman out of there. It stands out in my riding beast. Me and Calstead are going on that horseback."

Indeed, the three-headed lion is a horseman used only by Aub. It stands out, and I can see the Aub moving round. I made the Lesser Bus a little bigger and carried my adoptive father and his escort knight, Father.

"Ooh!"

My adoptive father shines his eyes and peeks all over the place, but with Eudit in the passenger seat, he still seems pretty modest not to forget his lord-like majesty. Without Eudit, it would have been a question attack.

I had the two of them fasten their seatbelts and I ran out on a wreather bus.

"Aub Aerenfest, what the hell is this?

In response to an urgent call from Aub, he opened his eyes wide when he saw Viscount Dardolph, who had returned with a horseman, and his trace of it, having a lord in his home room. You'd be surprised. Because the lord is in a clear hemispherical shield.

"His wife broke into the temple and worked stealing. He switched scriptures for fakes, poisoned them, and conspired to assassinate Rosemaine. There is also evidence. I told you before not to let Rosemaine get involved again. If the clan matters, why did they leave their wives alone, Geebe Dardolph?

To his adoptive father's words, Geebe Dardolph panicked on the spot and changed his complexion to bright blue. I'm shaking my lips, shaking them small. A man, supposedly the next Geebe, kneeling next to him, bites his back teeth tight and condemns his father, Viscount Dardolph.

"So didn't I tell you, Father? She's too emotional to behave as a nobleman, he said. He said it's better to keep it closed somewhere before the whole clan gets hurt because of a shikikoza kind of failure. After my mother died, I was against treating her as the First Lady."

"Is that the next Geebe?

"... my name is Jeremias. Until she did this kind of scandal, it was the next Geebe."

Jeremias laughed as if he had given up everything after looking like he swallowed up his wrath without a place to do it.

"It could still be the next Geebe."

Jeremiah's eyes are opened to the word of his adoptive father, and he makes his dwelling right. Geebe Dardolph also stared at his adoptive father.

"The Virgin of Aerenfest is very merciful. Sin should belong only to that person. I was pleaded to see if there was any way for others to lose their lives in a coalition."

"No way, really...... such a thing!?

Two people compare me and my adoptive father in amazement. He looked like he thought something might be fooling him. Even if I'm suspected here, I can't go on talking. I open my mouth with a smile that makes me look as holy as possible.

"Geebe Dardolph, I am good if the stolen Scriptures return. We don't want the whole Dardolph clan to get tired."

Did my Virgin smile succeed, and the two of them looked up at me in surprise, joy and hope. But at the same time as my visit, the leading service, bound and intimidated by me, has become a face full of surprise, suspicion and anxiety.

... I'm not fooling you about anything else, so don't say anything extra.

When I smiled at Nicole, he shook his shoulder as if frightened and stepped back.

"But no matter how much they plead, we cannot accept Rosemaine's demands unconditionally if we think about those who have been disposed of in a coalition before. Let's understand that."

My adoptive father said that in a slow tone, looking at the two of them.

"In order to avoid the Syndicate, you must make sure that there is no hostility or malice after you have regained the Scriptures and make a name for yourself, Aub"

"Hey, are you dedicated to your name?

"Oh, yeah. I can't be half ready to live. But if you are prepared to give your name to Geebe Dardolph and the next Geebe, Jeremiah, both of them, I intend to make this sin personal to Viscount Dardolph, absolved of that readiness".

Prestige is not something that is originally conditioned in this way. And if you know what it means to give your name and be bound, you can't be so easy to resolve. The sound of the two drinking gokuri and spit sounded loud.