Ascendance of a Bookworm

Schwartz and the others are supposed to be Altancias now. So I was honestly impressed when I heard the words of the Schwartz and understood that Altancia had worked hard to instill magic for the library.

"Have you put a lot of magic into Dr. Altancia? Schwartz and Weiss would have been nice."

"Considering the amount of magic I need in the library, it's very small."

Altancia, who is out for a royal drop-off, said so humbly, but I think someone who works hard for the library must be a good person.

"What's more serious than that?

Smiling at each other with Altancia, Anastasius uttered words as he cut the air. Asked by Gray's eyes, Altancia and Solange face to face. I guess he doesn't have a response that would allow him to answer the royalty. It was Schwartz and the others who answered instead.

"Jazz is jazz."

"Sift and hard"

Exactly the same answer I have heard before. It's also cute that my ears moved all the way. But it still doesn't make sense.

I looked up to Anastasius and Eglantine to see if the royal family could think of anything about "jerking off," but they both looked incomprehensible.

"... what is that?

Anastasius seemed to have given up early on getting information from the Schwartz and others, turning his gaze to Altancia and Solange again. I'm having trouble with what you said.

"Previously, you said that Dr. Solange might be an older piece of magic than Schwartz and Weiss, right?

Solange nodded in my words.

"Yep. But I don't know for sure, Master Rosemaine. I thought maybe there was some magic equipment called by name, like the Schwartz and the others. However, when describing it in the materials, it is not such a nickname, and I know whether it is difficult to find out if there is a magic device that was known as a temperament because it is written for a purpose.

Apparently the material is not written under the nickname to prevent people from not knowing what sorcery is described when the nickname is obsolete.

"Oh? But Schwartz and the others were written under the same name in the director's journal I borrowed before..."

"Because that's not a material for public preservation, it's a private diary."

They say there are few private diaries left.

"I was looking into the magic appliance, but it hasn't come up under the name"

That's what Altancia said when she tried to explore her memory that she had recently been looking into magic equipment with Rymund.

"However, if the magic supply of the day delighted you, wouldn't that magic appliance be a mess?"

"I see. What sorcery?

"It's a magic tool that can be called the foundation of a library, so it's definitely made in an era older than the Schwartz."

Seemingly convinced by Altancia's words, Anastasius nodded lightly, "If it were the foundation, it would certainly be an old and great sorcery". I rushed to speak to Anastasius, trying to leave as I was convinced.

"Prince Anastasius, when are you going to the library? If you don't let us know the day you're here, we'll be ready for you at the library."

Get the king's permission to enter the library. I am excited to ask about my next appointment. Anastasius, however, moved his eyebrows slightly and said softly, "I have no plans".

"Why not? If you recognized the importance of this ritual, wouldn't it be a top priority to look into a library with lots of valuable materials?"

What the hell did you involve royalty in this ritual for? Though it was also to reduce the discontent around me, my true purpose was to make people aware of the importance of rituals and say, "We must definitely examine the precious materials in the underground library! It was supposed to be for you to say."

... the ritual is over, why!?

Where did I miscalculate?

"I'm busy for a while. We must moisturize Jürgenschmidt with the magic we have deposited."

It was only natural that the royal family would be busy at a time when much magic had been deposited from everyone. It is also clear from the king's complexion that the material must be magically supplied before it can be read. I'd rather have a magic supply than material and breathe out, you'd think.

... ooh! Calculation of hatred missed!

The plan to get into the library frequently when the royal family asks for help collapses with rattling noises.

"You said Zent would give you permission to go to the library..."

"Aren't you here now? Your father wouldn't have promised to go to that library today or set a due date."

... I'm missing my word! The stuffing is sweet! My stupid idiot!

Look at me depressed and Eglantine smiles gently.

"As Lady Rosemaine said, it is also important to review the old literature, but supplying magic and divine artifacts with magic in this time of year will have a huge impact on next year's harvest. So we have to do the magic supply in a big hurry before spring. Please be patient for a while."

"Okay."

This is still the head of the temple. I know how important winter service ceremonies are. I want to go into the library, but I want to go in very, very much, but I just seem to have to be patient.

"Isn't Rosemaine, her, and her attitude toward Eglantine a lot different?

"That's not true. If the royals are entrusting their divinity to the central temple, I would like them to give priority to checking the materials in the library, but if the royals provide magic supplies, they cannot be disturbed as temple chiefs."

I can stand it, but I can stand it. I can't get in without permission, so I don't have a choice.

"Sooner or later, when I have to go into the library, I come. Do not think about anything extra, and do nothing extra to prepare for the presentation of the study. Good, Aerenfest. Then, Dunkelferger"

The eyes of Anastasius were not only mine, but also those of Hannelore. Hannelore, suddenly told the story, freaks out for a moment.

"Those who witnessed the pillars of light in today's ritual became numerous. I will no longer receive complaints or inquiries about the Pillar of Light here. Handle it with Dunkelferger."

Guess we can afford to play ditter, huh? "Yes, I did," he replies, so that Hannelore, who was told, shrinks. Even though it's the knight apprentices who are dittering, it's too pathetic to be noticed Hannelore.

"Let's go back to the auditorium once and see if we're done cleaning up"

Anastasius says so and walks out. Me and Hannelore follow in turn after the royalty. I'm glad I'm not bothering you because there's no one behind me even if I walk a little late.

"Sounds like it's over now, huh?

When I went to the auditorium, all that remained was about my side and Clarissa. I can see Haltmoot and Clarissa talking hot in the distance, and my side proximities look at the two of them as they wind up a little farther.

Haltmoot is a clergyman who came with special permission for today's ritual and is an adult who would not otherwise be involved in the House of Lords. Though my fiancée, she just won't be able to leave Haltmoot and Clarissa alone.

... It seems clear to everyone that they want to leave it alone if they can.

A leaselator who noticed our arrival sooner walked in slightly faster and gave us a status report.

"After all the cleaning up, we contacted Prince Hildebrandt and asked him to close the door. Dunkelferger and Aerenfest disbanded, and now all that remains here is near Lady Rosemayne to watch the two stories that Lady Rosemayne has forgiven without disturbing her."

"I'm sorry I left you with a hard job, Lieselator"

Haltmoot is a senior aristocrat, and the other remaining sides are intermediate and lower aristocrats. I guess no one could stop Haltmoot and Clarissa.

... Maybe I should have left Richarda.

Looking down at me, reflecting a bit, Anastasius mutters, "Then our work is done," reaching out to Eglantine with a soft smile.

"Let's go back, Eglantine"

"Yes, Master Anastasius"

When the two royals check the auditorium situation, they just head back to their own outhouse. Anastasius, escorting Eglantine, is in a good mood.

After dropping off the friendly newlyweds, I turned my eyes to the lovers who were playing the world between them.

"Haltmoot, Clarissa. It's painful for me to say things that tear my beloved lovers apart, but it's time for the six bells to ring. Let's go back to the dorm."

When I spoke, Hartmoot and Clarissa, who were completely immersed in the two worlds, turned this way.

"Dear Rosemaine...... I have no choice. That seems to be all for today."

"I want to talk more."

Clarissa's blue eyes, who grabbed Haltmoot's cloak, moisten hot, sparing her goodbye to her lover. "I feel the same way," Haltmoot smiled, staring at Clarissa with an extremely sorry face.

"I've never enjoyed spending so much time talking about Master Rosemaine."

I know very well that the two worlds of staring at each other only show each other. The disappointed face that he refused to accompany me to the library is nowhere else.

I don't know what to do, Hannelore looked up to her side of the service with a little look back at "Cordura". The nominated Cordura quietly comes forward, "Now, as you cross..."

"Clarissa, you're gonna be the Avery Bee who lost Airvermeen like this."

The moment Cordura spoke to me, Clarissa took her hands off Pa and Haltmut's cloak and lined up at the rear of Hannelore's proximity. Hannelore smiles nicely at me instantly.

"Clarissa is very sorry, Master Rosemaine"

"No, I'm the one who did this."

Let's discuss the research presentation of the territorial rivalry again, and then Hannelore and I broke up and went back to our dormitories.

"Haltmoot, if you don't hurry back to Aerenfest, six bells will ring."

Basically, when the six bells ring, your work is done. The knights are packing during the transfer for an emergency, but they won't move unless we hear from Aub as to why after hours.

And Haltmut's stay in the House of Lords, an adult and clergyman, is only allowed today to perform the ritual. If they do not make it, they will be punished.

Throw in the haltmute of cleric clothing during the transfer, along with the wagon, a bunch of boxes filled with divine objects.

"Please tell our adoptive father that we will clean our ritual costumes and send them to him later. Then I'll send you a report from Haltmoot about today's ritual."

"Yes, sir."

Although he was in a real hurry, Hultmoot was able to transfer safely in time. When I dropped him off and went back to my room, just six bells started ringing.

"It's dinner time, Master Rosemaine. Let's make a new call."

Ask Lieselator and Gretia to take off the temple chief's ritual clothes and change into everyday clothes for movement in the dorm.

And head to the dining room. Wilfried and Charlotte had already started eating.

"That was late, Rosemaine"

"We supplied everyone with magic equipment at the base of the library, but the place was a little far away because ordinary students weren't where they came in. But it was fun. Lots of magic equipment."

It seems that Altancia and Lymund are in the process of investigating the use of unmoved magic equipment. With beneficial magic equipment, I intend to introduce it to my library as well.

"How was your cleanup?

"This is the kind of thing I have to report... Oh, I'm getting a tea party request from Lord Restylaut of Dunkelferger. We have to compile joint research, including this ritual, and decide how to present it in territorial rivalries, etc."

Though I promised Hannelore, he told similar stories among men. I said, "When will it be good?" Charlotte laughed couscous as she looked around at the side servants.

"Sister, your brother is with Master Restylaut..."

"Charlotte!"

Charlotte's voice overlapped with Wilfried's slightly rushed voice. It was like knowing the hiding place of a poor book from me during Reino, I pinned on a childhood tame who was desperately trying to hide it from my mother as she knew it.

"Where is Brother Wilfried hiding it? Under the bunk, it's always there."

"What are you talking about, Rosemaine?

They made me look like I don't understand at all, that? and tilt his neck. I thought it was pinned, but it seemed completely off target. As I turned my gaze to Charlotte, Charlotte nodded small.

"You don't have to hide it, brother. Rather, isn't that something that you have to report properly? At the next tea party, Master Restylaut will bring you a number of paintings. I wanted you to buy a painting out of it that I thought was worthy of illustrating the book. He wants to read the illustrated Ditter story a little faster."

Makes Wilfried look a little dissatisfied with Charlotte's words.

"I was looking forward to it because you said Master Restylaut made a cool painting, but Rosemaine doesn't break his manhood. I'm a little hesitant to report it. Besides, if we talk about the tea party, isn't it coming from the side service?"

To the words of Wilfried, I wanted to exhale.

"The purchase of paintings is to take place in the House of Lords, but it is not the cost of dormitories, but will come out of my budget or that of the printing industry, Brother Wilfried"

"No?"

"I need time to talk to Aerenfest about where I'm going to get my budget out of, because I'm going to be exchanging money in writing."

I exchanged letters with my mother to some extent when I was supposed to buy an illustration from Restylaut, but it's not clear. First, it changes depending on whether the Restylaut illustration is on a level that can be bought out and used as an illustration. If it was on a level that I could not use as an illustration, I would have bought it at my personal expense and printed a small number for Dunkelferger to sell.

If the level is high and it can be sold widely, it will be bought out on the printing budget, and it will take a mother's settlement to get the money out.

"Was it? I didn't know it was happening because it pays more for all the books."

My personal expenses are managed by Haltmoot now that Ferdinand is gone. Even with the amount you're free to pay, you don't have the cash on hand.

"So please report it properly"

"I didn't know they would say that word to me... They should report properly, too. That's true even for today. Didn't you plan on doing massive healing like that? Why did that happen? Isn't it necessary to report it? Don't skip it properly and report it properly to your father."

The sermon to Wilfried came straight back to me, and I dropped my shoulder.

After sending the report to Aerenfest, I fell asleep with a fever out of exhaustion. Plans for a tea party with Dunkelferger are set steadily even while I sleep. When asked from inside the futon what had been decided and what he would do with regard to the budget, Richarda looked down at him with a glance.

"The princess should be in shape by the tea party with Dunkelferger"

"You were right not to schedule a tea party after the ceremony"

Philine and Muriella came to report as I watched Richarda and Brunhilde make plans with Dunkelferger while observing my physical condition closely.

"Master Elvira sent me the money. They say it's Master Rosemaine's personal expenses. Now you can buy the Lesti Laut painting."

If it was a good painting, they'd buy it off the printers.

"So, Lady Rosemaine, please get well soon"

It wasn't until two days later that I could move. I feel like I'm getting a little shorter time to sleep. Touched that you have grown strong, I eat in the dining room and listen to reports while sleeping in the multi-purpose hall.

"While your sister was asleep, me and your brother were invited to Dr. Gundorf's lab. Everyone was really serious at Drevanhell to get your protection."

"Hmm. Aren't there any other territories where everyone is preparing amulets so quickly"

Wilfried nodded with serious eyes, too. I think it's amazing that we can distribute amulets to everyone without two days, at least we'll be given the material for that.

"You know exactly why Drevanhell can reign as a great territory."

"Ah. Even though Aerenfest had information in advance, no one has an amulet engraving the mark of the gods. And even though we have a civilian apprentice who has gone through the ritual in the same way, we won't even see a move to spread it out to everyone and make amulets? I think this difference is huge."

The civilian apprentices at Aerenfest, who were able to attend the service ceremony, are basically all near Wilfried and Charlotte. My civilian apprentices are intermediate and inferior, so I am not able to participate.

"I'm letting Ignaerts and Marianne make amulets in the conditioning room right now. I honestly fell for not using it well, even with pre-information."

Unlike Oltveen of the same year, Charlotte says comforting words to Wilfried, who grumbles that he hasn't led everyone well, "It's not about wearing it right away, brother".

"I have plans for the Middle Territories and Tea Party tomorrow. You're going to see how the people in the other realm react. Good luck with your brother and sister's tea party with Dunkelferger."

I nodded cocklessly at the words of Charlotte.

And tea party day with Dunkelferger. I will accompany Wilfried to Dunkelferger's Tea Party Room at the appointed time. Welcomed by Restilauto and Hannelore, we exchanged greetings and it was the usual flow to be recommended seats.

"Well, I want you to see this one"

Enjoying tea and sweets, Lestiraut turns his gaze to his side as he says so.

"Brother, the painting is after the story of the study and..."

"Wouldn't it be better if we did this first?"

Restillaught waved and blocked Hannelore's words, and a civilian apprentice began to line up before me and Vilfleet with about ten illustrations out of his luggage.

"I don't know how adding or subtracting black and white will be, so I decided it would be better for them to pick it over here. Pick something good to make it a book."

A powerful painting that crosses the horseman and heavily depicts the knight who holds the weapon and is likely to hear the cloak flickering is the most visible.

"... that's amazing"

I guess I referenced Vilma's painting. A black and white painting with some organized lines is there. And unlike the painting of Burma with a gentle and soft impression, there is a lively portrayal of Ditter contending over the treasure.

... To be honest, I had a gift for Lestiraut's paintings.

You should have seen Hannelore where he said he was "good at" not "hobby". The level is out of step.

With a peek into the illustration I'm looking at, Vilfleet sparkles her deep green eyes and stares at Lestiraut with a look of respect.

"It's wonderful, Master Restylaut! With this kind of illustration, the Ditter story would be even more interesting. Rosemaine, don't you think?

"Yep. I think it's great. However, there is a process called gully cutting in printing pictures, but I think putting that in the hands of others will change the atmosphere somewhat. Can you acknowledge that, too?

Lestiraut slightly engraved a wrinkle between my brows in my words.