Ascendance of a Bookworm

Hannelore refused to take a seat with me, and rose up softly. Slowly move your feet toward Restylaut.

"Brother, what the hell did you say to Master Wilfried?

"Nothing" murmured Lestiraut as he raised one eyebrow and looked at Vilfleet, to Hannelore's words asking quietly. Hannelore clouds her face with a firm attitude.

"There's no way Master Wilfried can absurd your voice by nothing. How rude your brother must have said that? I am so sorry, Master Wilfried."

To Hannelore's apology, Wilfried smiled again with his expression like a hack.

"It's not like you owe Lady Hannelore an apology. It was shallow of me to be on Gevinnen's in-game provocation. Thank you for your patience."

After apologizing to Hannelore and Restilauto, Vilfleet slowly re-sits in the chair, turning to Restilauto sitting in the front, moving one pawn.

"My father... Aub Aerenfest doesn't think about making Rosemaine Aub. He said he wouldn't do such outrageous things."

"You think it's outrageous to be able to get an Aub?

Lestiraut, who was moving the pawn, turns his red eyes towards Wilfried, surprised. Wilfried nodded one, moving another pawn.

"As you know, Rosemaine is such a frail sister that she has fallen over and over again at a tea party. I'm not a father who imitates terrible things like aub my daughter who is anxious for her health and pushes her to do intense work. I want you to understand that."

... Is this an image enhancement campaign for adoptive fathers by Brother Wilfried? You certainly don't Aub your daughter, even her real child, who has health concerns.

I found myself provoked by Wilfried's words in connection with his adoptive father's rumors and the next Aub. I know exactly how I feel about the persistent and repeated bad rumors about my adoptive father, because I was also frustrated at the tea party.

... I don't think you should ride the provocation, because the result of trying to squeeze the magic out of you in the ritual on the provocation has become the service of the descent of Zent.

It's hard to scold me for vilfried.

With Hannelore in between once, Vilfleet seems to have regained some calm, but Lestiraut's provocation will not stop.

"I originally thought there would be a lot of magic and someone who would benefit the territory more aub... I see. I'm anxious about my health, so regardless of my ability, is it the next Aub?"

I can see the power caged in Wilfried's fist gripping the stamp to move Gevinnen.

And when I took my seat, I stood beside the table, where the pawn of Gevinnen was floating, between Lestilaut and Vilfleet.

"If you have enough magic to support the foundation, isn't it natural to aub a healthy lord? What wonder is that?

Weak though it's getting somewhat healthier, and besides, I think it's more natural for Vilfleet, who has achieved excellence in the House of Lords, to take up the post of Aub than to Aub me, a woman who has a period of inability to hold an office in pregnancy or childbirth.

He has turned his red eyes to me, where Restylaut seemed to have a little fun with my claims. I'm scared for a moment because my eyes seem kind of frightened, like they're funny, like they're trying to identify something.

"I mean, who, with all that outstanding excellence, still spoils to the First Lady's seat?

"The word spoil is not worthy. I've never asked for Aub's status."

"Right. So, what do you want?

I laughed nicely at Lestiraut's inquiry. What I desire is determined.

"I'll be the First Lady of Aub and I'll be the librarian. I keep adding more books to my library."

I started the printing business for that. Various stories can now be gathered in the House of Lords, new books are created each year, and there are more twitching readers from the House of Lords. If you dye your nobility for reading at this rate, civilians are next. From a millionaire with a high literacy rate, eventually anyone can read a book. I have magnificent ambitions. I don't intend to be an Aub because I want my status to come true but I don't want to do much work other than making books. Even the temple chief is full of them.

"If you're Aub's First Lady and you want a secretary, there's nothing wrong with that. Be my First Lady, Rosemaine."

... Yes?

After a moment of silence, a deliberate voice rises throughout the room.

"Brother! What are you suddenly saying!?

"Shut up, Hannelore"

Wave it now. Restilauto shuts Hannelore up. I pulled my lips together and Hannelore took a step back. The proximities who were voicing surprises also shut their mouths to the power of Restylaut. But everyone was looking stunned.

To be honest, it's too abrupt to make sense. I just want to think it's a mistake to hear it, but I don't think it's a mistake to hear it, even if you think about it because the surroundings are flat.

"I'm so sorry. It was as if Master Restylaut wanted me to be the First Lady..."

"You're not wrong. I did say that."

I put my hand on my cheek, saying in a plain manner. Doesn't what you want from the First Lady mean to propose? But it's weird. Restylauts should have had someone to give them hair decorations, and if they were aristocratic suits, there would have been a discussion between parents. No, if students fall in love with each other in the House of Lords, the parents may not have had anything to do with it.

... But if you were proposing, wouldn't you have had a long oral complaint where the name of God would be coined by offering demonic stones? I don't think it was something they would say on a direct ball like this on a public story, but I, you know, I remember wrong?

I don't know common sense within the aristocracy and I don't know how to take Lestiraut's word for it. Me and Wilfried's engagement should be known, and it could be a laughing pattern if I earnestly received it.

When I was tilting my neck not knowing how to react, Lestilaut alternated between me and Wilfried.

"Those who showed their worth. Magic power capable of handling both divine objects simultaneously, number of protections, new epidemics, industries that benefit the territory, connections with royalty and superior territories, fame as Virgin...... Before the coup d 'état, the bottom was weak, and after the coup d 'état, Aerenfest came to the centre."

That Vilfleet, who is not familiar with the printing that is supposed to be the main industry in the future, is naming the next Aub. Although the grades are coming up, only me and my side stand out and state that the others are not yet.

"If we do a joint study, we'll know exactly what the difference is between Aerenfest's lord candidates. It is a vice that has rapidly risen in ranking solely on the merits of others. My surroundings haven't caught up at all."

There is not so much difference between knight apprentices who have been trained by their uncles to protect the Lords' clan. There is a slight difference depending on when the magic compression begins, but about the difference due to the original qualities and effort.

But the level of the civilians who went to the temple and were beaten to work by Ferdinand, and the side servants who are able to move to prepare for whatever I start, is very high compared to the side of Wilfried and Charlotte.

"In the old way of the lower territories, it would be too cramped for those who produce new things one after the other. The lower ranks are better suited to Aerenfest because its power alone raises the ranks, but its surroundings don't keep up. Aub Aerenfest, who picked him up from the temple, was a wise eye, but whoever names the next Aub does not realize the value he has better. From now on, there are not enough vessels for Aerenfest to handle them."

I guess it's provoking. With an invincible grin, Lestiraut looked around at Vilfleet and the side of Aerenfest in the room.

"If they don't want Aerenfest's Aub better and decide to live as Aub's First Lady, come to Dunkelferger. Books and materials accumulated over time are among the best in Jürgenschmidt."

... books and materials that have accumulated with a long history are among the best in Jürgenschmidt? What a lovely sound.

I couldn't help but notice that my mind swayed. But I desperately stopped my body from shaking. Let's think about it. It is Dunkelferger who is inviting you. It's not an invitation to come and read the book. It is better to assume from previous experience that Ditter will be involved in everything he invites from Dunkelferger.

"... Hey, I'm not going"

"You rocked."

"Yu, shake it, etc... Besides, my engagement with Brother Wilfried was authorized by the King."

Whatever Dunkelferger says is useless. And when I put up my breasts, and said so, Lestilaud waved, saying it was ridiculous.

"Didn't you just get permission? It's not a royal life or anything. It is to such an extent that Aub Aerenfest can easily be accepted if he wishes to revoke it. It's easy to get rid of any territory other than Aerenfest that isn't involved."

It doesn't seem to be absolutely safe with the King's permission. If my adoptive father wanted, he said my engagement with Wilfried could be dissolved.

"And Dunkelferger can do so easily as to put pressure on Aub Aerenfest. I didn't do it before, because I hadn't found it worth it enough for them to do that. If you can have a business meeting that won't pull a step against me, the First Lady of Dunkelferger will serve you well enough. Dunkelferger deserves better than Aerenfest to expand his knowledge and make a book. Come to Dunkelferger, Rosemaine."

Awareness of the lightness of footwork and the importance of new technologies to financial strength, manpower and incorporation of new ones…. I can line up where Dunkelferger is excellent from next to next. All of that is what I want for me. My heart moves loosely.

"Some people would be much better than one country like Aerenfest"

... Yes? There's no way you have better talent than my Gutenberg!

The moment I rebuffed in my mind reflexively, the excitement cooled off all the time. If I go to Dunkelferger, I won't even be able to see my family. It will abandon the important task of bridging nobility with merchants and craftsmen. I'm not going to cut off the important, slight connection that's in Aerenfest from myself. Above all, it is Aerenfest that has my important library.

"... It's a very fascinating story, but I refuse"

At times like this, you should say no immediately, clarity. They make it good for the Great Territories while they hesitate to reply. First of all, declarations of intent are important. I am not going to Dunkelferger.

After Restylaut moved the pawn, he slowly stroked his jaw.

"As for this one, I meant to show good terms, but say no..."

I can tell from the grunt that it should have been pretty shaky but where it failed, my mind movement was quite read.

When I was relieved that I could safely say no, Restylaut changed the atmosphere with gallarity. An aristocratic air of relaxation becomes as fierce as the knights in front of Ditter.

"... if you refuse, you'll have to take it with strength"

"Dear Restylaut!?

"Brother, please wait"

Shake off the halt to Hannelore, and Lestiraut's eyes will be the one aimed at the prey.

"I get what I want. Gain the strength you need to win, change hands as many times as you want without giving up, change the product, and keep trying. That's Dunkelferger."

I also know from Clarissa's proposal that there are places where Dunkelferger doesn't choose the means for what he wants. I didn't think you could look at me like that from a lestiraut who was reputating me for being a fake Virgin or being mean and cowardly.

I took a step further in the rhetoric and atmosphere that made me feel as tyrannical as when I first confronted them about Schwartz and the others.

"Rosemaine"

I look back to the call of Vilfleet from behind.

"... as Master Restylaut pointed out, it's just missing, but do you want Aerenfest if you do?

Wilfried asks with a bad-looking face of a bat.

"I didn't really understand the value of Lestiraut until I heard him say it. In one way or another, I was just thinking about curbing them and not using or spreading their knowledge like Dunkelferger or Drevanhell. If I were to be the next Aub, I would have had to think about taking advantage of it instead of suppressing it..."

Wilfried dropped his shoulder and said so.

"I was going to be two consecutive years of excellence in the House of Lords, competing with Oltween and side-by-side with the nobles of the upper territories by getting along. You know, I gave up on the fact that the only difference between civilian apprentices in joint research was that they had no choice because they were superior territories."

He thought that within Aerenfest he had not always compared me to himself, but when he came to deal with other lord candidates in the House of Lords, he became confident that he was good. That confidence led to a chronic mind that "this much effort would be enough," he murmurs.

"The Great Territories were able to quickly incorporate the better of them, but I never thought of it. I thought it would be best to leave it to them because their own industry started with their hobbies."

It is said that the consciousness of the entire surrounding area remains a lower territory, but only Vilfleet cannot grow into the feeling of the upper territory. I just have to get used to hanging out with my friends in the upper realm.

"If you realize you haven't let them take advantage, why don't you let them take advantage of you from now on? All my important things are in Aerenfest. I'm not leaving Aerenfest. My Gedurlich is Aerenfest."

"Right. Then I will protect them as the next Aub. Besides, if you can't protect someone here who wants to be in Aerenfest, you're disqualified as a family."

When Wilfried strained his chest and looked at Lestiraut, Lestiraut grinned furiously.

"If they're going to name the next Aub, show them the temper and try to protect Rosemayne from Dunkelferger. Apply for Ditter's Competition"

...... Ditter after all.

"Rosemaine, I'm not the only one who wants that to be the First Lady of Dunkelferger. with the consent of Mr. and Mrs. Aub. If this one wins, use all means to force Aub Aerenfest to dissolve his engagement"

They're going to put gun pressure on me as the second-largest big territory. I'm sure that doesn't hold my adoptive father's stomach.

"What happens if you don't take the battle?

Restylaut snorted hun at Wilfried's inquiry.

"Rosemaine is not needed for a hipster that would throw the battle away from the start. Until we take the same means as we did when we won."

"I mean, if Aerenfest wins, Dunkelferger pulls his hand off Rosemaine," he said?

"Ditter's battle is sacred. I swear to God, I'm not going to give you a hand in the future"

Tyranny, ditter, stupid, troublesome Dunkelferger, but I can trust these places. But it's very uninteresting that things carry around the way Restylaut wants them to, without being hit before they take the battle.

... What is Master Restylaut's weakness?

In addition to the bad rumors of my adoptive father, the painful part of Vilfleet, my book lovers, each one of them being attacked more and more weak, is now pressing Ditter into battle. I'm sorry if I didn't fight back for a bit and let it blow a bubble.

I look around the room. Is there any weakness somewhere that Lestiraut might stop Ditter? What caught my eye was Hannelore, who regretted not being able to stop Restylaut and looked at this one worryingly.

"Now, at the dawn of Aerenfest's victory, let's have Master Hannelore as the Second Lady of Brother Wilfried."

"Huh!? What are you gonna say, Rosemaine!?

"Dear Rosemaine!?

Wilfried and Hannelore changed their expressions. The neighbors also bluff. The surprise is a little bigger than when Lestiraut mentioned me to the First Lady. I won.

"I am anxious for my health, and the Second Lady is a must for Brother Wilfried. If that second lady is a Dunkelferger lord candidate, it would be great for foiling Aerenfest, wouldn't it?

"Make Dunkelferger's princess the Second Lady when you're at Aerenfest? Are you kidding me!?

An open restylaut stood up to protect Hannelore, and stood before Hannelore. Apparently, it was a success to fight back for a weak spot.

"Dear Restylaut, it is not for you to decide if you are kidding me. I feel the same way about Dunkelferger and I asking you to dissolve the King's engagement."

If you mean it, I'll have Hannelore for real. If Dunkelferger can finish Ditter's application itself as tea party bullshit, then this one can also be done with just a joke.

"... Based on the above, does Master Restylaut really sign up for Ditter?

I'm glad you pulled it off here, I'm thinking.

It is impossible to send Master Hannelore as Second Lady to Aerenfest. Unlike the only option we have to take a fight to stop Dunkelferger, the condition of putting Hannelore out to the Second Lady of the Middle Territories is not to be decided without consulting with Aub.

... I'm sorry, Master Hannelore. But I want to avoid Ditter as much as possible.

I guess you found out what I was thinking. Wilfried soon recovers from surprise, too, with an invincible grin toward Restylaut.

"Dear Restylaut, are you sure you have decided on the fate of your dear sister Princess with such a ditter or something? We encourage you to consult with Aub. I feel so sorry for Hannelore."

"Dear Mr. Wilfried...... Yes, brother. Don't decide Rosemaine or my future with this kind of tea party bullshit. Lady Rosemaine is already engaged."

Apparently Hannelore's appeal did not reach Restilauto.

"... it's not tea party bullshit. I decided to look to Dunkelferger's future interests and get Rosemaine as the First Lady."

"Brother, don't make such a serious decision on your own! If I lose, I will..."

"Hannelore, it's up to you and me to decide where to put your wife."

Hannelore bows down and takes a step back after a small battle over Restylaut's decision.

"What are you going to do, Aerenfest?

And Wilfried saw me. You look like you're wondering if you can make a decision.

"Rosemaine, can you leave it with me at the end of the day?

"Ditters who treasure me won't lose."

My future is at stake. Let me do everything I can. As I pushed back, Vilfleet looked around at the side of the room.

"We do everything we can to protect Rosemaine, the treasure of Aerenfest. Everybody, help me!

The knight apprentices spoke up and said, "Ha! Answer." Wilfried looked up to Restylaut as he had gained strength with it.

"Take it and stand! I'm the next Aub. I will not give Aerenfest's treasure to anyone else."

"Well said."