Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Even though there were lateral spears from the Central Knights and small and medium-sized territories at Ditter the other day, Ditter went on than there was a voice of referee. The battle was decided by Hannelore leaving the line himself."

That's what the First Lady said in a quiet tone. The expression is calm, but it sounds like I blame Hannelore for her actions, and I accidentally turned my gaze to Hannelore. Shrink your body so that there is no place for you, and see you laying on your face, and I will explain what happened when Hannelore came to evacuate.

"Lady Hannelore was left by herself because it was dangerous without an escort knight."

Hannelore withstood the attack from above, scared by herself, without an escort knight. I complained that it was too pathetic, but the First Lady's smile wouldn't break.

"Yep. The knight headed over the sky to protect the treasure from enemies shooting attack magic. Nonetheless, Hannelore left the formation herself. Don't you think this is an act of betrayal against a knight you were fighting to protect?

I think it's terrible that you just have to stand by yourself as that attack magic pours down. I very much disagree with the assertion that getting out of formation and seeking safety is an act that can be blamed for betrayal.

"... I grew up being taught that being protected by an escort knight is the job of a lord candidate, so it seems to me that the absence of an escort knight around me is a relinquishment of duty"

"Oh...... You say Hannelore's behavior is reasonable at Aerenfest?

As an action in Ditter, and if you think of it as a Lordship candidate for Dunkelferger, it may be reprehensible action. Except for Aerenfest and Dunkelferger.

I tried to argue, but it was quicker for my adoptive father next door to speak up.

"The Guardian Knight is here to protect the Lords clan. And the most important thing about Ditter is to protect the treasure. It must have been the fall of the knight who couldn't protect him."

... yes, yes! It's bad there's no escort knight.

I nodded heavily at the words of my adoptive father. In her adoptive father's remarks, the First Lady drops her gaze so that she can give a little thought to it.

"... Is that the case at Aerenfest? Hannelore, who left the line himself, said there was no fallout."

"Yes."

Unlike Aub Dunkelferger, the First Lady didn't even come out to put it on black and white with a ditter, but spoke out like she was convinced. Apparently we understood each other in words. As I stroked my chest down to be able to speak properly with Dunkelferger, the First Lady distorted her lips into the form of a grin.

"So this could be like going to Fairfulemare with Drefangua, even if Tulks was born and raised with the power of Fruitraine"

Unfortunately, the First Lady said so with a breath that was not reassuring.

...... hmm? What do you mean?

I don't understand what that means. First of all, we don't know Talks. Is it an organism specific to Dunkelferger, or is it a minor story in the mythical zero story?

... Whatever the Tulks are, they're born and raised in fresh water, and when the time comes, they're headed to the ocean, so guess what from here... if they grow up, they're headed to a place that suits them, or something like that?

While I was desperately thinking of meaning with an ambiguous grin, the First Lady looked alternately at me and my adoptive father. Gokuri breathes in the illusion of being caught in that red eye.

"More than dictated by Ditter, Hannelore lets Aerenfest daughter-in-law. Hannelore's Fairfulemaire looks like Aerenfest, so you can do that."

... Wait a minute. Lady Hannelore doesn't need to marry Aerenfest, she decided to marry me before she said so!?

It took the form of being completely rounded up in Hannelore's dowry before this one expressed hope or opinion. I look at my adoptive father and open my mouth in a hurry.

"Um, you said you wanted it in person, but does Master Hannelore really want a dowry to Aerenfest? Second Lady, right?

For the second Dunkelferger Lordship candidate, it shouldn't be possible, for example, the Second Lady of Aerenfest. Unlike Aub, who seems to think only of Ditter, I think he's the one who can tell if he talks. I want you to think carefully about what would be good for your daughter.

"I came out of formation of my own accord. You can't do that without wanting to. It's unexpected that Dunkelferger's Lordship candidate would want to marry him as the Second Lady of Aerenfest, and this one's in trouble."

It's like Hannelore is saying all I can, but he probably never said a word about wanting to marry Aerenfest. I'll take a look at the grate and Hannelore, but Hannelore kept her gaze down. He shuts his mouth in such a position that he is swallowing without even being able to say what he wants.

...... Dear Hannelore,

Same as when Restylaut got a Ditter fight and was sealed off against it. The figure of Hannelore, who is leaning down and shivering small, is not that of a girl who wants to marry Aerenfest from anywhere.

My adoptive father, who saw Hannelore just like me, turned his deep green eyes to the First Lady.

"Unfortunately, Aerenfest is a growing territory that has finally just come up to eighth, and has yet to get the response it deserves for its status. It's not a territory that can host Dunkelferger's Lordship candidates."

The First Lady nodded with a smile at the words of her adoptive father.

"Of course I know. If Aerenfest is worthy today, it will be the only Rosemaine who can create fashion and industry, be proficient in old rituals and words, and put up well in the dormitory with so many Lordship candidates. I can't say very much that a Dunkelferger Lordship candidate deserves to be married."

When affirmed with a smile, it is something that pisses me off. I just suggested, it's the craftsmen who actually create things, and Wilfried is better at putting things together in the dorm or stirring up everyone's feelings and getting them to their goals. Charlotte comes out to the tea party instead of me, who's a lousy socialist, so the dorm is clumped together.

As soon as I tried to argue, my adoptive father took my feet lightly. It is a "shut up" signal. I have no choice but to shut my mouth with discontent in my chest.

The First Lady tilted her neck slightly as she stared at her adoptive father.

"I understand that the ever-growing Aerenfest wants to get the historic Dunkelferger Lordship candidate, but why are you saying you want to get it as Second Lady?

That requires explaining your firm attachment to Arlensbach. I don't know where to punch you. I can't. I turned my gaze of support to my adoptive father.

"I can only answer the circumstances of Aerenfest,"

"Oh, but isn't the First Lady in charge of diplomacy the one who welcomes to successfully use the assistance of his wife's parents' home and the relationships that come with it, and the wife of self-rule the one who welcomes to put together the aristocracy in the territory as Second Lady? You know how much Aerenfest is, don't you?

... That's not Dunkelferger's own culture, is it overall?

I have never heard such a story before, although I feel it is appropriate. My adoptive father quietly looks at the First Lady beside me with his mouth shut.

"What idea did you have of turning Hannelore, who had no geographic ties at all, into a second lady and not putting her in a social setting outside the territory, and turning down her relationship with Dunkelferger? Can I ask you something, Aub Aerenfest?

"It may not be the way the upper territories do things, but Aerenfest has Aerenfest circumstances."

Now that we have done the Solemnity of the Old Veronicans, we cannot make a wave of wind until between us and Risegang.

"Yeah, I guess so. But Aerenfest, who doesn't even know that degree of common sense of diplomacy, who doesn't try to incorporate it, and who doesn't try to measure the stability or improvement of his status, has no point in marrying a wife from the upper realm. My daughter is still cute. I want to avoid a misfortune like the princess of Arlensbach, who put me in a few generations ago as a Lordship candidate, descending on my daughter."

The First Lady distantly condemned Aub's incompetence at the time when he was unable to suppress the aristocracy in the territory, not raising his rank or deepening his relationship with Ahrensbach, dropping the Lordship Candidate to senior aristocracy while welcoming the princess of the Great Territories.

"It will take enough years for the entire nobility of the territory to change their generations to behave as a superior territory. It has been decades since I welcomed the princess from Arlensbach. How did what change?

Without turning a blind eye to Aerenfest's hardships, which were scratched around by the princess of Arlensbach, the First Lady sees things only from a large territorial perspective. I found out a little bit about the views and thoughts of the Great Territories, but the frustration increased.

"Now I've got Rosemayne again, and the ranking has changed a lot over the years, but it doesn't seem like Aerenfest is changing."

Then I was told to go around elegantly with the same content that Lestiraut had pointed out to me. With the same look as Wilfried, his adoptive father is still listening to the First Lady's accusations. Because the aristocratic language is not immediately understandable, I hear about half of it, but the twitching and unpleasant moods pile up.

... Is it the aristocratic socialization that is listening to this?

"Aub Aerenfest. What are you going to do next? You already know that, don't you? Lady Rosemayne said Aerenfest was too much."

I ask patiently because my adoptive father put my foot on it, but I do not want others to judge me if I am excessive to Aerenfest.

"Gedurlich let go of that hand to protect Mestionora and was entrusted to Szczeria. I wonder if it would be good for you and your surroundings to move to a land where you can work without worries."

The First Lady is kind enough to say with a friendly face, but the content is "let go of me". My heart is filling with bitter thoughts. My adoptive father groans "ridiculously" and looks at me.

"You say Dunkelferger buys Szczeria and leaves?

"Yeah, let's be shields to protect Mestionora and Aerenfest. Hannelore will marry you too."

Didn't I get a ditter battle to avoid this kind of pressure on my adoptive father? Why should I receive accusations that have nothing to do with the Ditter battle? Besides, why am I talking about being protected by Dunkelferger at some point?

I can't help but disagree with the First Lady, who takes the story in the direction she wants, denouncing their actions with an elegant smile and rhetoric that strangles them with seriousness.

"Adoptive father, don't you think it would be refreshing to cut the cotton around your neck all at once with scissors?

Hehe, laughing and looking at his adoptive father, he waved as if he had given up "Surely it seems easier in the end than it is to make him put up with any more and get ripped off" after his lightly eyed adoptive father closed his eyes for the first time.

"Do as you please. I'll take care of it later."

With the permission of my adoptive father, I stared straight into the red eyes of the First Lady. Don't forget your aristocratic grace and smile.

"Do you have any idea under what arrangement Aerenfest and Dunkelferger were going to make the battle?

"Yeah, I hear you."

The First Lady's eyes sharpen as she tries to discern my objections.

"So why is Aerenfest under pressure when there's a battle on the sacred ditter? I did Ditter, believing what Master Restylaut said that if Aerenfest won, he wouldn't put pressure on me to dissolve my engagement. Don't shut up, loser."

I smiled with Nicole, cutting off the far-fetched way of saying the noble word so far from Sparn. The First Lady looks at me with a face that is as if it were too direct to know what they said.

"Dear Rosemaine..."

Hannelore, who had been leaning all the way down, also looked up with a blink of her eyes to her surprise. Compare me with the First Lady with a flashing look.

"Just as the healing of Fruitraine is different from the healing of Lungshmer, so a good environment from a third party and a satisfactory environment for the parties are different. My mentor also told me that those who want the same peace do not need the protection of the glue retail."

The First Lady changed her complexion for the first time when she said she didn't need the same extra help as she did when Ferdinand.

"... What the hell did Aerenfest ask for Hannelore for?

"I just wanted to avoid a troublesome ditter battle. When I said that we would have Master Hannelore as the Second Lady, I thought that it was just not possible to decide on Master Restylault's one existence. I was wondering if I could buy some time or dodge Ditter when I was supposed to talk to Aub. As a result, Mr. Restylaut took it at his discretion."

You know that, right? and when I inquired, the First Lady turned off her smile and compared Hannelore to me.

"So you need Hannelore, and you didn't make him the subject of Ditter, did you?

"Yep. Isn't it too rude to ask Master Hannelore to come to Aerenfest? If this one wins, that condition was to be discarded from the beginning. We were going to help Hannelore marry her wherever she wanted."

"... from the beginning," he said?

I was talking about Hannelore and Aerenfest if they won when Lestillaut and Vilfleet were deciding on the details of Ditter, but maybe they hadn't heard?

My adoptive father laughed furiously next to me tilting his neck. It's the laughter of a warrior trying to find the enemy's weakness and attack it there.

"As you said earlier with the example of Arlensbach, we still do not have a system in place at Aerenfest to accept the Princess of the Great Territories. If you wish your daughter happiness, please accept this offer with pleasure."

My adoptive father suggested that we decide that Hannelore never talked about her dowry. That's all I blamed on Aerenfest's system. You'll be glad your daughter doesn't have to marry you anymore.

But the First Lady was thinking a little. You don't have to have a daughter-in-law, but I don't know why you don't agree.

"So what are you going to do if Hannelore herself wishes to marry Aerenfest? Do you accept Hannelore as First Lady in imitation of common sense? Or do you just take an insane response?

"I'm so sorry, Aerenfest is still unfamiliar with the way the top territories are..."

My adoptive father laughed nicely. To be said to be insane, priority should be given to a solemn and confusing Aerenfest pacification. I don't need the trouble that the nobles are going to make a fuss about.

"Do you mean only the Second Lady..."

"Mother, the winner is Aerenfest"

Hannelore grabs Hannelore's trembling hand on the sleeve of the First Lady, who is about to say something more. It's not just the hands. My whole body seemed trembling in small pieces. But his eyes dwell in a strong light filled with determination, looking up at his own mother.

"Stop bothering Aerenfest any more"

"Hannelore?"

Slowly turn your gaze to Vilfleet, where Hannelore corresponds to other realms of nobility at another table. He had a soft look. Is it an illusion of the eye that pale thoughts seem to dwell in a slightly narrowed soft eye, on lips shaped like smiles as they burst?

"It was the first time I had someone say I would protect you in a battle place. It was not forced, it was also the first time I had been prepared for a choice. So I really thought I could marry Aerenfest."

That being said, Hannelore looked straight at the First Lady, once she lay her eyes down. I don't see an earlier soft look in the strong eye I found someone to stand up to.

"But at Aerenfest, he said, there is no soil to accept the Lord's Candidates of the Great Territories. If we don't have a system in place to accept it...... If so, wouldn't that just annoy you? Forced to leave the battle pressing and the loser causing more trouble to the winner? Shouldn't we at least get what the winner wants?

The First Lady got a troubled look at Hannelore's words. Different calculations, or he looks confused by unexpected events.

"Hannelore, you..."

"Mother, it's not beautiful to force them to do something they don't want. Dunkelferger's woman is the one who distributes interest around her and helps her fulfill her wishes, isn't she? Mother couldn't distribute interest to Aerenfest in this negotiation. Once you pull it off, let's start by knowing Aerenfest's benefits."

Hannelore smiling that way was definitely Dunkelferger's woman.