Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Welcome back, Master Rosemaine. Thank you for waiting, Dear Merhior."

When Frans opens the door to the orphanage, it is the dining room of the orphanage. Three men, Burma, Gill and Fritz, my side of the service, knelt in front, behind them all the gray clerics and gray witches. There are also apprentices and pre-christening children in the back.

It seemed strange to me that there were so many children their age, as only two small children appeared in my memory: Dilk and Konrat. They must be the children who came to the orphanage by Solemn Qing. In addition to that, it appears that more gray clerics and gray witches were returned to the orphanage by the return of blue clerics to their parents in a solemn relationship. I feel there are quite a few of them. Seeing it this way, I realize once again that the scale of Solemn Qing was huge.

"... there are so many people in the Temple orphanage"

"It used to be a little less. That's how many blue clerics are decreasing. And now that we have more kids..."

I picked up a little whine of Merhior, and I nodded lightly. And go forward and speak up to your side of the service.

"Vilma, Gill, Fritz. Thanks for putting everyone together in the orphanage."

Then we talk to everyone gathered by Haltmoot, who has jurisdiction over the transfer of clerics, today to serve Melhior and the children who will be the new blue apprentices. I laughed refreshingly as I watched the Merhioles.

"Since you already know about the course of life and the facilities in the aristocratic area, one must always choose an ex-side service with experience serving a blue cleric. Other than that, you can choose who you want. It's well educated here, so you'll soon remember it in your new job."

Merhior looks around the gray herd intrigued when he says he doesn't mind choosing an apprentice if he's finished his baptismal ceremony.

"There are about five Merhior-sama, and three others, and you should include those who can cook assistants. Start by choosing one from those with experience. Gill, Fritz. Gather your ex-side services."

When Gil and Fritz speak up, those who have previous experience serving blue clerics and blue witches rise before the Merhioles. Looking at the gray clerics and gray witches gathering forward, Hartmoot began to further sort out the user-friendly with a noble gaze. Separate the ex-side service to the right and to the left, so that the left falls back, and speaks.

"They worked seriously without looking dissatisfied, even as the place they worked changed from a side service to an orphanage for blue clerics. On top of that, the eye end works and you can be attentive. Even the young Lord will serve you sincerely."

Apparently those who looked unhappy when they were put back in the orphanage, said they weren't supposed to do this kind of work, or did the eight hits they put back in the orphanage were bounced. I was surprised Haltmoot was getting such information.

"You know Haltmoot well enough about the orphanage, not just his duties as chief cleric."

Philine, who picked up my grunt, laughed small.

"Haltmoot was in and out of the orphanage the most frequently, and is in close contact with Master Rosemayne's side service. It is also admired by Dirk and Konrat, and gathers information on children's sights. He said he could listen to his opinions."

"We tend to be deluded to look casual even when dealing with gray clerics and gray witches, but Haltmoot sees everyone in terms of assuming Master Rosemayne is going to have a new side service. Grading is pretty hard."

Darmuel tells me that secretly. "Hard grading is the same against the proximity," Roderich muttered as well. For his excellence, some parts of him are frightened by the war.

Nicolaus and the others are also waiting for Melchior to choose to serve first, listening to Haltmoot with a serious face. Those who had no experience in side-servicing waited still for their voices to be heard as they gave a look of surprise and fear to Haltmoot's sorting.

"Vilma, please call the children before baptism"

Since we haven't finished the baptism ceremony, there are shifting lines of kids who aren't even chosen to serve. Except for Dirk, Konrat and Lily's kids, who are new this winter. One of the children raised a small voice "on his brother," as he sideways confirmed that Konrat and Filine, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, would make eye contact. I follow the sight of his son.

"Are you Laurenz's brother?

"Yes, Beltram is my half-brother, but because my mother died, my mother was going to take it and do the christening."

Laurenz looked happily at Beltram. Speaking of which, Laurenz should have been very happy to explain how the children were treated before baptism, whether his brother was also helped.

"You should take your time later."

I ask my children if there was any shortage in their life during the winter and what studies they could have done. A slightly nervous look tells us how the kids are doing in the winter. Carta and Trump had strong dilk and contort, but they've been able to win more often lately.

"I'm also trying my best to practice fesh peel. I am the only teacher, but when Rosemayne returns to the temple, she will be able to receive Rosina's guidance."

Vilma tells me how Feshpeel was a good kid and how he practiced. The children, who at first struggled with completely different lifestyles, were also used to the life of the temple, he said.

"Dirk and Konrat were role models and helping you where you were in trouble,"

"Really? Thank you both."

I will labor the dilk and the contort and promise "you will lower the paru cake later". I want to turn the excess over to Dilk and Konrat for tea.

"I also ask Delia and Lily, Master Rosemayne. Those two were the ones who took care of the many more kids."

to the words of Vilma. I turn my gaze to Delia and Lily, who are refraining behind Delia, who can't get out of the orphanage, and Lily, who hasn't finished her child's christening ceremony, can't get out on the sidelines.

"Thank you, both of you. Have some Paru cake with some dilk or conlato."

"I'm afraid so."

When I hear about the situation during the winter, I look around slowly at the children in line.

"As a matter of fact, for the five children in here, I had a request to pick them up, and my parents will be picking them up shortly"

When I call the names of my five children, my face is filled with joy. The complexion of the children left behind, contrary to the five who rejoiced, grew darker.

"Then to the children who remain in the orphanage. Here's a word from Aub. He said Aub would see him once in the fall and decide whether or not to deal with him as a nobleman. Those who decide to meet there as aristocrats will have a baptism ceremony in winter. There are many things you might think about, but do your best to be a nobleman."

"Yes!"

It was Laurenz's brother, Beltram, who answered with a powerful voice. I guess the baptism ceremony is close, even from the back length and words and deeds. I have eyes full of ambition to live as a nobleman. The kids raised their faces like they were stuck in a belt ram.

"That's all I'm talking about. Will you show me the results of your studies until Merhior and the others finish choosing sides? Philine and Laurenz can talk to their own brother."

Speaking to the children, I lead my neighbors around with books and toys. Looks like Laurenz and Filine headed to their own brother. I rounded my eyes when I saw the fesh peels lined up for everyone to use when Matthias and the others entered the temple and orphanage for the first time.

"Is this all the fesh peels in the orphanage?

"Fesh peels are objects received from their respective parents' homes so that the children can practice for revelations. I've never seen myself line up like this before."

It's like an elementary school music room with about ten smaller fesh peels lined up on a slightly higher shelf. I think maybe the little one is put on top so he doesn't prank.

"It's not just the fesh peel. Wouldn't it be different from the House of Lords bookshelf just because you don't have a reference book"

"That reference is important, but the orphanage bookshelves are amazing, too, right? There are stories of civilians who have been printed in the commissioning of printing presses."

The packed books of stories around Grechelle, collected by the Gutenbergs and printed by Lutz and Gill, are interesting in content different from books that can be sold between nobles. It is a book that nobles cannot read because it is not for sale.

"Would you like to read it if you care? It might be interesting to get a glimpse of the life of a lower town, unlike the nobles."

"I'd love to read more than just get involved in the printing industry from now on"

Muriella, with a slight face from behind Matthias, glistens her green eyes and flutters closer to the bookshelf. Will Muriella, who loves love love stories, also enjoy talking about downtown?

... There will be a great variety of books that can be printed if the story of Lower Town is also accepted.

With that in mind, I listen to fesh peels played by my children and watch them recite books. One girl who finished playing fesh peel said, "Why isn't your brother in an orphanage?," he said, looking at the children who were choosing to serve. Unlike Nicolaus, I guess the other boy is my brother.

"They can't go into orphanages that have already completed their baptism as nobles. So I ended up living as a blue cleric apprentice or a blue witch apprentice. Please tell your brother later what kind of study he is a temple and what kind of life he has in the temple"

"Really..."

There is a clear difference between a pre-baptism child and a child who has already completed baptism as a nobleman, although he may want to spend time with his siblings. Even if we have time to study together in an orphanage, life itself is separate. Children in orphanages are prohibited from entering aristocratic areas.

Fine, it's easy if you just say so, but in relation to meetings with the merchants and rituals of protection, there will be more access for the nobles from now on. And yet, it's dangerous to let the kids wander around as they please. I don't know what kind of complaints I'll be punished for. A pre-baptismal child with a sinful parent is in a pretty weak position, just like me, who was said to be a blue witch apprentice in the ascent of civilians. Live with your family in the temple. That's all that's hard.

"You and your brother can meet when you study in an orphanage, and if you can be baptized as a nobleman, you may be able to live in the same way in the aristocratic area. Good luck."

"Yes."

I just feel a little down as I smile at the girl who finds my goal.

... If I could spend time with my family if I tried, I would try very hard.

I wondered if I could just look at him for a long time. "I just worked hard in the temple and I don't think there's anything useful about it in noble life," he said. When I look up, Laurenz is stopping his own brother.

"Here, Beltram!

"Because isn't it? Crawl to the floor to clean the temple, draw water from the wells, prepare your own costume and bedding, dig back into the soil where the snow remains in the woods to find something to eat...... It's not something nobles do."

I can see in Laurenz's eyes the pity for his younger brothers, who had to spend time in an orphanage, whining about whether they lived like that. Though it may sound pathetic, there's never much to gain from the experience of living in an orphanage if you change your view. It is possible to apply it to magic handling and magic compression. It is also an opportunity to see what you do not see in the experience that has moved your body and in your life as a nobleman. The point depends on how you perceive yourself.

"I do think it would be difficult if it suddenly became an orphanage life where I could get myself around from the life of a nobleman who had a side service and had a hand in everything in his life. To be honest, I wouldn't be able to live in an orphanage."

The proximities, who know my frailty, nod softly and agree. I can't live without being proud of anything, but I'm the one who takes care of someone. Even so I have the experience that what I have experienced in the life of the Lower Town is useful in the life of the aristocracy.

"But it's up to the orphanage and the people in the lower town to live as nobles before they can help."

"Huh?"

You didn't think I'd be disputed, I blink my eyes at Beltram in surprise. I smile nicely.

"There will be merchants in and out of this workshop that I'm very kind to, right? How the goods are made, how the goods flow to the public, how do I take the story to connect my face with the merchant and pass opinions to the merchant in such a way that they are mutually beneficial? If you look carefully, you'll see. Ask the merchants and they'll tell you."

Benno and the others know that it is better to have a little more nobility who can interact with merchants. If you want to improve the precariousness I'm just mediating with, you should teach me without making an unpleasant face.

... Maybe you look a little nasty, like you did when you told me, but I don't think you'll get gritted with your fist bones. Yeah.

"If you know how to deal with merchants, you will be very treasured as a civilian in the upcoming Aerenfest. We don't have enough civilians to interact with merchants in Aerenfest today."

A girl who was determined to enter the temple as a blue witch apprentice turned to Ba and this one. Is she a civilian aspiration?

"And since it's getting warmer, we're going to go to the woods more often, right? Summer is the season when merchants from other realms come to Aerenfest. Sometimes you will hear what the merchants of other realms want and what they are unhappy about on their way to the woods. Sometimes the people in the lower town I'm going with will tell me. If you want to use it for your future after you become a nobleman, you can use as much of your current life as you want."

It is rather the proximity of the aristocrats who have the face that they did not expect. If we can use our current position successfully, the children who grew up in orphanages can be pretty good civilian.

"Later...... right. Shall I show you a secret stunt that no ordinary nobleman can do, but that I can do to grow up in a temple? If you look at this, you might want to have more experiences."

When I got up, for some reason Haltmoot asked me, "What do you show me?" He stood next to her with his orange eyes gleaming with a groaning face.

... Is that it? I was helping you choose the side of the Merhioles, when?

The question comes to my mind, but I'm already done choosing sides, and Merhior says, "What do you do?" and it's coming this way.

... Well, okay.

I can't help thinking deeply about Haltmoot. And I said unto the children, Step back a little, for it is dangerous: and I took out the demonic stone for the horseman, looking at the well cleansed white floor.

"This is a demon stone for my horseman. The aristocratic child will be watching the family riding beast, so you know that this demonic stone can be freely reshaped, right?

I nodded with a wary look at what Beltram would do to my question.

"This is how..."

I inflate demonic stones like balloons, just as I used to do in front of Ferdinand. Now that I'm used to handling magic, it's possible to break it so that it doesn't splash too much. The demonic stone falls apart as if the pieces of the puzzle were falling.

"There's a demon stone for the horseman!?

"How are you going to get back to the castle!?

As such a voice sounds, I gather pieces of the fallen demon stone with my hands. And as he shed his magic, he chanted "round, round" and stuck with the demon stone. Then, with his chest up, he raises the demonic stone, which has been rounded up as usual, to show everyone.

"Huh? Are you back to normal?

"Such an idiot..."

Nicole laughed at Bertram, who was a pocan, as the nobles raised their voice of surprise, just like Ferdinand, who said I was insane.

"Even the soil, which is hard to dry and slide between the polo and your fingers to round, would be easy to round if it contained water again and softened, wouldn't it? If you soften the pieces of demon stone by including magic, you can circle them."

"That can't be..."

The nobles stare at my demonic stones, round again, as they see incredible things. Even if they say it's insane, there's no choice because the range of common sense you know is different.

"It's important that you often think about how you move with your own head in the treatment of magic. Whether they call it insanity, they can do what they can. I don't know about touching the soil, getting my costume done, cleaning the floor, or what feeds me. It's up to me to let you live."

I guess there was something about the proximity that said it was actually easier to see and imagine the method of magic compression with your eyes. Start looking around the orphanage with your eyes like you're looking for any tips.

"Sounds like you could have a more interesting experience than a normally raised aristocrat. Come on, Beltram."

Beltram, lightly slapped on the shoulder by Laurenz, nodded cocklessly. It is somehow conveyed from the strong eyes of the will that I am trying to use all my experiences on myself, although I am not yet convinced.

"Sister Rosemaine, I want to have a lot of experiences too. And I want to be able to do all sorts of things, like Sister Rosemaine."

It's amazing how no one else can do it, and I laughed small at Melchior, who was glowing blue eyes. If you're in and out of the temple, you can also go around the countryside with a bunch of divinity. I should be able to go through as many different experiences as I can.

"The temple chief's experience is not something other nobles can do, so you should make the most of it."

"Yes!"

With Melchior, a family of lords, motivated, other children are likely to be positive about their new lives and experiences that nobles don't do. Satisfied that the kids' atmosphere has become brighter, Dermuel muttered, "I kind of put it together in a nice way, but I don't think it's easy to round up the Demon Stone without a lot of magic in the first place, Master Rosemaine," he said.

"... Darmuel, Shh!

Everyone's side was decided. Discuss the children entering as blue apprentices after the prayer ceremony, and by then each side servant will have their room ready. It's only after discussing it with Benno and Frieda that you hire a cook to start cooking meals for you.

"The side servants thus summoned ask us to prepare to welcome the Lord anew. I'll think again here about studying the kids and give them instructions. After the prayer ceremony, they will go into and out of the orphanage, blue headed by Lady Merhior, but it won't be particularly problematic considering that I've been in and out before."

... Something Haltmoot says with his chest up, but the orphanage isn't really where blue clerics come in and out for a bit.

I was hoping that the orphanage and the way the Blue Clergy was, too, would change slightly, but it has changed unexpectedly and rapidly. At least, when I first came in and out, the temple shouldn't have been where the Lordship Candidate would go in and out with such an excited face.

Melchior's proximity to the temple looks a lot different at this tour. Haltmoot began his final greeting, hoping the good change would continue.

"Okay, everybody. Let us pray and thank the Goddess of the Five Columns, the Goddess of Water, the Goddess of Fruitrene, the Goddess of Fire, Rydenshaft-style, the Goddess of Szeri Earth, the Goddess of Gedurleich, the Goddess of Life, Aveliebe, and the Virgin Rosemaine of Aerenfest, who presides over the high pavilion sky."

The gray clerics and gray witches on the spot pray in movements aligned with the bah. The kids who should have been in since winter seem totally used to praying. I pray without any hesitation.

Unlike my proximity, who is used to entering and leaving the temple and praying, Matthias and the new proximity, the proximity of Merhior and the children in the children's room, became somewhat drawn.

... Is that it? Wasn't there something weird going on right now?

Though I overheard it for a moment because it was so naturally confusing, I feel my name was lined up in the praying God. Though I felt like questioning Haltmoot, I was upset on this occasion and asked, "What do you mean!?" There was no way I could shake Haltmoot with itching, and I followed the orphanage with a drawn grin.