Ascendance of a Bookworm

"I generally agree with your opinion, but there seems to be a lot of difference in food between different places. We would like to check with you first."

The First Lady held her forehead and glanced lightly at Hannelore, then looked at my adoptive father and me.

"In a report on Ditter that is coming up to me, if Dunkelferger triumphs, he consults with Aub Aerenfest, and welcomes Lady Rosemayne to the First Lady of Dunkelferger at the dawn when the engagement is dissolved. If Dunkelferger was defeated, he would let Hannelore be the second lady of Aerenfest."

"Right."

As I nodded, the First Lady looked back at her suspicious face as soon as possible. When a man like a civilian who had refrained steps forward and spreads a piece of paper on the table, he falls back again. That seemed like a report sent to Dunkelferger, and it was something with Ditter's terms on it.

"Earlier, Master Rosemayne said that if Aerenfest won, he intended to stop the condition of Hannelore's entry from the beginning, but when was that decided? These terms were not stated."

"This is when we decided to talk about Ditter. You suggested it from me when I was talking to Master Hannelore, didn't you?

When I asked Hannelore for her consent, Hannelore snorted.

"Rosemaine suggested it to me when I apologized to your brother for taking the liberty of himself."

Hannelore and I were discussing tea using anti-bugging magic equipment when Lestillaut and Wilfried were making detailed arrangements about the Ditter fight. Ditter, stating as far as I can remember how it went when the battle was decided, the First Lady looked like she understood everything.

"It sounds like a story that was going on in the same room on the same day, but if you were using an anti-bugging magic device, it seems that no one else has leaked the story. Have you two been declared about what you discussed?

I turned my gaze to my adoptive father in a hurry, suspected that I had spontaneously told a private story about just the two of them.

"I reported to Brother Wilfried at dinner that day and contacted Aerenfest as well. Hey, foster father?

"Oh, I got a report with a detailed history"

Prove your own purity, and as I stroke down my breasts, Hannelore also stretches her breasts, "I told your brother at the dinner table".

"Hannelore, you won't make it to dinner seats, will you? Why didn't you declare it to Lestiraut on the spot? If you say such a thing after a fine arrangement is over, there is no way you can rewrite the terms that have already been signed"

"Huh? Signature?

I reported to Wilfried, "If I win, I will leave Hannelore's dowry alone," and it was acceptable, and Hannelore was joyfully nodding, so I thought the conversation was clear. But that was not a discussion in the setting of the terms.

Although Hannelore reported my words to Lestiraut, it seems that after finishing the fine arrangements, after the agreement signed by Lestiraut and Wilfried, it was ruled not to be formal.

"We always make contracts like this in dowry ditters. Don't let the first conditions be overridden after Ditter."

"Is this a contract, not a report to Dunkelferger?

If you look at it surprisingly and carefully, it does have Vilfleet's signature on it. They also need it to cut the budget.

My adoptive father peeked into the contract and made a difficult face.

"I know you've decided on fine terms, but I haven't got a report that you've exchanged contracts like this."

"I haven't heard from Brother Wilfried either."

"Maybe Master Wilfried doesn't recognize it as a contract," Hannelore murmured as we turned our gaze toward Wilfried.

"It's natural for Dunkelferger, and it's necessary to use the House of Lords budget, but neither Aub Aerenfest nor Lady Rosemayne thought this was a contract, right?

Me and my adoptive father nodded at each other once. If you don't get any explanation from Lestiraut, you're unlikely to think it's a contract with the paperwork you need for your budget.

"You don't seem to have explained this enough either."

After the First Lady glanced slightly at her face, she pointed to the terms of the Ditter match.

"There is a condition written here to make Hannelore the Second Lady, but there is no statement to dispel it"

"... I was hoping we could suggest it in the Aub's story after we won"

"Does that mean that Aerenfest will change the terms on its own if it wins? It doesn't make sense to decide the terms first."

... maybe it does.

I didn't know I was making the contract so strictly that I set the terms, but I was going to ask Dunkelferger for the same thing when he was angry at me for masking the story of not putting pressure on me if I won. The First Lady comes after me even more when I drop my shoulders in reflection.

"Then you said that Lady Rosemayne did Ditter, believing Lestilaut's words that if Aerenfest won, he wouldn't put pressure on her about dissolving her engagement, right? but there are no such conditions."

"Huh? Dowry Ditter gives up his dowry exactly when winning or losing is decided, right? That's what I heard from Master Restylaut..."

When asked blinking her eyes, the First Lady tilted her neck wonderfully.

"I hear Aerenfest made marrying Hannelore as Second Lady take precedence over that condition. There is also the case of Hannelore in the contract, but there is no item about giving up the proposal"

In the original dowry ditter the condition is to give up clearly, but in that condition I said that I wanted to marry Hannelore as the Second Lady in disobedience. As a result, Lestiraut recognized that he no longer had to give up, and reported it to Dunkelferger.

"... it's my first ear that the condition of giving up had been removed on my own"

As I shrugged, my adoptive father exhaled deeply tired, poking his cock and my head small.

"It's not strange that the original condition has been erased because it put a different condition on it. From now on, be careful not to act differently and proceed with unsolicited conversations or fail to confirm conditions when making detailed arrangements."

Mindful of me, the adoptive father turns his gaze to the First Lady.

"By virtue of this agreement, Dunkelferger made various proposals to benefit Aerenfest, moving with the perception that he gave priority to the inclusion of Hannelore as Second Lady over the suspension of the proposal."

It is not only the aristocratic world that is perceived as more of a formal decision to have a contract than just a word of mouth, but it is also natural in the merchant world. It is entirely with this dismay that the whole proposal, which is supposed to benefit Aerenfest according to the contract, did not make any sense.

...... ahhhh! Oh, my God!

I held my head in remembrance of what I had just said and done. I said something extremely rude to the First Lady. If I can, I want to erase the First Lady's memory enough.

"I'm so sorry that I made a completely different claim than the contract and did something extremely rude"

My adoptive father also continues to apologize to me.

"There seemed to be a lot of confusion about the premise of doing ditters. Sorry for the delay."

"No, I don't apologize. Despite Aerenfest's lack of familiarity with the dowry ditter arrangement, the explanation seemed to be dodgy, insufficiently monitored, and this one deficient. My apologies."

The First Lady apologizes for Lestilaut's battle over the engagement with the King's permission, for Hannelore's failure to properly monitor Dunkelferger's man, who tends to run wild in ditters, and for deficiencies in explanations in Dunkelferger, such as confirming conditions and pushing forward with natural assumptions.

"I don't even reflect on Hannelore. It's a good thing you didn't forget to apologize for being discouraged when you talked about putting in on your own, but you should never take your eyes off the guys where Ditter came out. It was your role to explain the details to Aerenfest by suppressing the restylauts and the knights, who are growing excited to advance to their advantage. If you want to take care of your friendship, remember your liver."

Your consciousness sprouted as a Dunkelferger woman, too, didn't it? and the smile of Hannelore solidified if the First Lady smiled with Nicole. "I can't do that," Hannelore nodded cocklessly as she looked like she was about to hear her voice.

"I'll be careful"

"So what exactly did Aerenfest want for this Ditter fight? If you don't want Hannelore for the Second Lady, let's get this over with before Aub comes who insists that Ditter is absolute."

My adoptive father corrects his posture to the First Lady's suggestion that he gaze at Dunkelferger's place properly.

"As for this one, I want you to give up your proposal to Rosemaine. That's what I want most. Then, this is a favor, but I'd like you to never hang a ditter battle on Aerenfest again. Regardless of the dowry,"

Every year Dunkelferger is challenged with ditters, but Aerenfest's burdensome and annoying, his adoptive father tells him to turn away in aristocratic terms.

"I couldn't lose especially this time, so I used magic equipment and restorative drugs flashy as well. You can't deal with Dunkelferger over and over again. Because Aerenfest is a middle-aged territory."

My adoptive father said, "You do ditters every year. Let it stop if it is within my sight," the First Lady promised me.

"Just don't let Aerenfest take the battle right away either. If you take it, you won't be able to interfere with it."

"... Yes"

According to the First Lady, Dunkelferger recognizes that Aerenfest, which receives treasure theft ditters every year, is a very ditter-loving territory. He has also received a report from Rufen that "Lady Rosemaine, who is frail and unable to take a knight course, likes treasure stealing ditters just like Lady Ferdinand".

... It's not accurate at all!

"Is Master Rosemayne not dissatisfied with the terms Aub Aerenfest said?

"What matters to me is in Aerenfest. So you can't make a decision to leave Aerenfest even if you're offered good terms and your mind can shake"

When I made myself clear, the First Lady loosened her expression a little.

"Hannelore, what is in Aerenfest's interest in your knowledge?

"Mother?"

"You don't like Ditter. You're annoying the territory every year, right? We need to prepare some apologies to improve the relationship between the future territories. Dear Rosemayne, it's not personal, it's an apology for Aerenfest."

Hannelore pondered a little into the First Lady's words, then struck Pong and his hand.

"How about I give you your brother's painting? That, Lady Rosemayne and Lady Wilfried wanted an illustration of the Ditter story. But your brother said he doesn't like other people getting it in the printing process, and the story of the painting is on hold. So I think I can contribute to printing Aerenfest if I give it to you in a way that doesn't matter how you use it."

Hannelore explained as she watched the First Lady react. Hannelore's red eyes proudly live and shine when she was asked her opinion and said it had never passed.

"This is what Hannelore says, is Lestiraut's painting really in Aerenfest's interest?

Comparing the First Lady, who seems suspicious, to Hannelore, full of expectations, I say, "I will!" He nodded loudly.

"I know this is a great selling suggestion for the Ditter story. Hey, foster father?

"... there will be something else more beneficial"

Anyway, I could hope for Dunkelferger's asylum, and my adoptive father held my head and blurred. The First Lady smiles at it and says, "Speaking of which, Dunkelferger's shield has been broken by Master Rosemayne," and begins to talk tediously in the direction of apologizing for Lestiraut's painting.

"I appreciate Aerenfest, but are you sure you want to let Master Restylaut's painting out on its own?

"It will be a good opportunity for Lestiraut to know what it feels like to be able to decide on your own from others to get involved with you. It's still so sweet compared to being able to decide where to put it on your own. … well, let me give that painting to Aerenfest too"

"The dorm has the power of restylauts," the First Lady chuckled as she plotted something.

... Oh, I feel the same anger as Master Ferdinand on the First Lady's smile. Good luck, Master Restylaut.

When a first settlement was reached on the story of the Ditter battle, it then went from a contract for the exchange of paintings to a story of printing. Asked how many history books and ditter stories I prepare, how I plan to sell them, etc., I answer one after another.

"I want to put a printing press on Dunkelferger if possible to print Dunkelferger's book, so I'm thinking that I'll let you buy me some printing magic equipment sometime"

"Unfortunately, you can't sell out printed magic equipment"

The First Lady nodded slowly as she murmured in her heart that the printing press was not a magic tool.

"I know. According to Lestiraut's report, we're not planning on putting the technology of printing outside to prevent the technology from spilling, are we? How do you intend to spread the print in that state?

Normally, they sell into the center or the big territories and flush new technologies from above. He wants to know why we're keeping him surrounded at Aerenfest. I've been told that Aerenfest's thinking can't be measured by common sense. Maybe it's my fault?

"We have decided to keep the manuscripts from various territories for a while and print them at Aerenfest. During that exchange, the system for printing is going to penetrate somewhat before it expands."

The nobility of Aerenfest has not yet figured it out either, but he wants to infiltrate the territory with rights and money flows in printing it, and to flush it out to other territories as well.

My adoptive father nodded at my words and smiled at the First Lady.

"Sooner or later, if it's okay, I can promise you that I'll bring the story to Dunkelferger first when I decide to send it to another realm."

"Really? Then again, this one is concerned about the Fernestine story..."

The adoptive father, who knows who the model is, subtly holds his mouth so that he doesn't laugh out front at the first lady with a face that looks serious.

As far as the First Lady had read a volume, she said she could read it so that I was abused by Aerenfest in the Fernestine model.

"It is also known that it was Master Rosemaine who gathered stories in the House of Lords and began lending books. It feels like a voice asking for rescue from Master Rosemaine, who got us mixed up in the story. Because there are few good Aerenfest rumors you hear at the Lords' Conference."

The First Lady says that Dunkelferger, who ran wild to rescue Ferdinand, must now hold his reins so that he does not make the same mistake of trying to rescue me.

I just can't say on this occasion, "The model is not me, it's Master Ferdinand". "It's the result of my mother slamming her passion at the manuscript, who mourned that I was to head to Arlensbach on a royal fate," I can't say more.

"I don't think you'll feel that way if you read two volumes, so when you lend it to another territory, we'll lend you two volumes at the same time. Thank you for your kind advice."

"I'm sorry to hear that one volume ended on the way, so many will be happy to do so. I'm really worried about going on, and I can't help it."

He compliments Aerenfest's book as he tells him how much he enjoyed Hannelore. But when I think about it, I don't think I told him that the Fernestine story was a story of the completion of three volumes. I told Hannelore softly, looking forward to two volumes.

"Um, Master Hannelore. Actually, there are up to three volumes of the Fernestine story."

"Oh no..."

Hannelore holding her cheek turned into a look of despair. The First Lady next to Hannelore, who wants to read more quickly but begins to be seriously worried about whether she should wait until the completion of the three volumes, is talking to her adoptive father about how to sell the book.

... I've heard of territorial rivalries before at the Lords' Conference outpost, but does the Lords' Conference talk like this too?

As I thought about that as I watched the surrounding civilians, a light voice broke in.

"Excuse me for sounding like a lot of fun, but let me just say hello"

Ferdinand and Dietrinde came. My adoptive father's mouth moves nymph at the appearance of exactly the Fernestine model we are talking about. As usual, I'm like, "What are you up to?" I didn't even say anything to the look on the face of my adoptive father, "Ferdinand said, making a smile and half a step behind Dietrinde.

... complexion, bad!

Ferdinand's complexion is clearly poor, making him look sleepless. You're making a smile, but you're not hiding. Did Dietrinde do something to undermine his mood, even though the makeover laughter that seemed calm seemed angry?

"I have to go around the whole territory to say hello to my fiancée. Me, busy, busy... it's convenient to have the First Lady of Dunkelferger here."

... Oh, Master Ferdinand's smile deepened.

Dietrinde started talking to me and not my adoptive father, but two Dunkelfergers. It's about collaborative research.

"The joint study of Dunkelferger and Aerenfest also seems to be very interesting and attractive, but the study of Aerensbach by Master Ferdinand's disciples is also excellent. Come and have a look."

After seeing Dietrinde make a collaborative research appeal, Ferdinand comes to me and my adoptive father. When I said no to my adoptive father and took my seat, I approached him with a fast foot with as much elegance as I could.

"Dear Ferdinand, Long time no see...... come on fu!

I don't know why I can snag my cheeks at the same time as the reunion. I'm not supposed to be making any angry reports yet.

Ferdinand's smile was disappearing as he held his cheek up in tears for a long time in pain. Wrinkles are engraved firmly between the eyebrows that look down with a cold glance.

"There are a lot of things I'd like to say to you, but I'll keep it here."

"Now, don't hold your cheeks."

"Hmm. Consider it later"

"... you don't just consider it, do you? Do it too."

Ferdinand snorted as I mumbled. I definitely feel like I'm going to be next.

"I saw Dunkelferger here, and he came. Rosemaine, do you have that cloak?

"Absolutely."

When I looked back and saw Richarda, the blue cloak was immediately taken out. Ferdinand takes it and walks toward the knights holding back behind the First Lady.

"Can you call Heishitze?

Heishitze came as soon as one of the knights flew the Ordnants. He looks very happy with his excitement even though he doesn't even play ditter.

"Dear Ferdinand, congratulations on your engagement this time. I was glad to hear that I was out of the temple."

Ferdinand had a very soft making laugh at Heishitze celebrating his engagement.

"Oh, I've started Dunkelferger to get an environment where there's no more, and I hear a lot of people have worked together. Thanks to Dunkelferger's struggle, I gained an edge with Lord Dietrinde, Veronica's granddaughter. Very unspeakable thoughts."

"Well, Master Ferdinand, I can't believe you praised me that much"

Dietrinde, who will be a lit face, will have words to celebrate from around.

In the meantime, Heishitze changed his expression to bright blue only by one person.