Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Dear adoptive father, uncle. I've been waiting for you."

We're back from the prayer ceremony, so we can have a ritual of retrieval. Finally, there was something I wanted to talk to you about, but when I spoke to my adoptive father, my uncle decided to come with me. I came to the temple once, so did the repellence fade a little?

Me and Melchior guide the two of them and their sides to the temple chief's office. And served tea and sweets and asked about the recent developments at the castle. I hear it in the library from Filine and Clarissa, and while there's some information coming in from the escort knight, it's important to get more than one information.

The area around the adoptive father seems to be in a straight line in preparation for the Lords' Conference. I was told to praise Clarissa, who participates in discussions with Dunkelferger, because she is a lot tense.

"Because you're just an adult and you're a civilian who hasn't even finished the star knot ritual yet. I only put it out for discussion with Dunkelferger, and the information I give is managed by Labelecht. But the enthusiasm and finesse of that preparation has a good effect on the surroundings."

Clarissa says she's desperate to work to atone for the amount of trouble she's caused around her. That's certainly not a mistake either, but it seems desperate because, according to Haltmoot, you can't see the star knot ritual that takes place during the Lords' Conference if you're out of the list for the Lords' Conference.

... if you're working hard for whatever reason, right?

"The Knights are working with civil servants to study silver cloth. Would the rough reports have been received from Matthias and Laurenz?

I nodded in the words of my uncle. A silver cloth is a weird cloth that Merhior was talking about. I received reports from two people who came to the temple to escort me that it was a cloth that would not accept magic. However, I have only received a very brief report. My uncle seems to be trying to report it directly to me, and he's been stopped.

Because I asked my adoptive father before listening to Matthias and Laurenz's report, my uncle decided to take a ride to the temple. But he really wanted me to invite him to the temple on the grounds of sharing information about the cloth. Looks like your uncle still needs a big reason to come to the temple from himself.

"Melchior was the first one to tell me about the cloth, and the next day I got reports from Matthias and Laurenz, but I wasn't sure what kind of cloth it was. I was looking forward to listening to my uncle."

I was only given halfway information, and when I said so, my uncle laughed once with joy.

"Yesterday, I found something new. I finished my report to Aub within yesterday, so I think I'll go into more detail with Rosemayne when Zilvester is performing the ritual.... so isn't it a good idea for Zilvester to get to the ritual just now? If you have time, you will forget the names of the gods you have remembered because you do not remember them."

My uncle waved patsy to get rid of my adoptive father, saying something quite rude. But my adoptive father never got angry, and he said, "You just want to talk to my granddaughter without me interrupting you, don't you?" and stood up smiling bitterly.

"But, well, Ferdinand used to say that Rosemaine's consultation is mostly about flying and turning her head white. Let's just say we finish the ritual before we listen to them. Show me."

"Then I will guide you, Father. I worked with the neighbors to remember where the prayer room was and to prepare the offerings."

Melhior, in a blue cleric, rises up with a strained face and begins walking with his proximity. My adoptive father said, "Let me talk to the other children. I thought you said it was hard to talk at the castle?" and left the room alongside Merhior.

"Okay, Uncle. Tell me about the silver cloth. Matthias and Laurenz reported that it was a cloth with no magic at all, but ask your uncle for more information."

When I rode out a little bit towards my uncle sitting in the front, he said, "This is the cloth," and showed me a little silver cloth. I will take it and see with my permission.

It's a cloth about the size of a palm portion of my one hand. I think it's on the edge of the cloth because there is a gizzard part and a straight cut part that I can see has been ripped off. But at first glance it's just a normal silver cloth. I have no idea what's strange.

"It's not unusual for a cloth not to feel magical, is it? Many of those things are found in cloths woven by civilians, and even cloths dyed with magic and made of high quality by nobility, if magic falls out, they will not be felt. What is strange about it?

"It's not low quality, it's not like magic is being drained. If it is low quality, it is possible to improve quality by magic, and if it is just unplugged, if it is given magic, it will suck it away, or include, it will be stained with magic? This cloth doesn't accept magic at all."

Civilians decided that this silver cloth was made without going through the process of using magic using materials that contained no magic at all.

"Material that contains no magic at all, is it? I've never heard of such a thing."

of Zent, and Jürgenschmidt material, whose land is filled with the magic of Aub and Geebe everywhere, contains more or less magic. There should be no magic free material at all. At least I've never heard of it.

"I discovered that this cloth was drawn to power in a summer hall in Gerlach, but don't you think it's odd to think about fleeing and do something that would pull you off when you don't have time?

"If you were in a hurry, you might, wouldn't you?

Because I don't have time, I don't think it's anything strange or anything to pull on the power if I hook you up somewhere. As I said so, I looked around at my escort knights and asked for their consent. But none of the escort knights endorsed me.

"If you cloak and hook your costume up to something, it's the fastest way to cut it off with a messer. If you're a knight, you're trained to deform your stapes as quickly as possible, and if you're a civilian with less power, you'll use more tools."

They say it's too aristocratically savage to pull it off at the mercy of power, and it's impossible to waste time pulling it over and over. That's why the fact that it's chipped seems to have pimped my uncle's mind.

... I would definitely pull it off if I were you. You have to be careful when you're aggressive. You're about to pop up with civilian growth behavior.

"So how did this cloth get ripped off?

"I told you earlier that this cloth does not accept magic, Therefore, the weapon that deformed the Starp cannot be cut."

"Huh?"

My uncle sends a signal to his side. My uncle's side service placed a silver cloth on top of several plates. Your uncle deforms the stamp and turns it into a knife, Dan! and made a loud noise and stabbed the cloth. The plate overlaid below is broken, but the force of my uncle has not been able to pierce the cloth. There was not even a small hole in the silver cloth.

"I couldn't cut it with a stamp, so I was ripped off. After I figured it out, the most problematic thing was that if we put together a cloth that doesn't hold this magic together at all, we can get through the boundaries."

"Huh?"

"If you have as much magic as a civilian, Aub will never be able to sense. That's Rosemaine, you know that, right? With a cloth that doesn't wield magic at all, it's easy to cross the line."

According to my uncle, I asked my adoptive father to cooperate and experiment in a small, simple juncture. As a result, his adoptive father couldn't sense that his uncle's fingers, wrapped in this cloth cut, would push through the line.

"Which would mean that it wasn't hard for the previous Geebe Gerlach to get past the territorial boundaries, was it?

"Oh, I'm pretty sure this cloth was used to cross territorial boundaries. But the question remains. How you moved from the aristocratic district to Gerlach, and where you got this cloth"

I also turn my thoughts to the words of my uncle.

"Can't you think that if you're wrapped in that cloth, you can use a transfer formation as an object, not a person?

"I can't. I thought you said it was a cloth with no magic at all? Due to the lack of magic, the metastatic formation does not seem to be able to detect the presence. This cloth-wrapped object could not be transferred in any small way."

Among civil servants, he said, "We can easily cross boundaries, so can we also transfer?" They came up with an opinion. But they couldn't even transfer it as an object.

"It's just that there were signs of something burning in the stash room where I found the silver cloth. According to Matthias, the man has the habit of burning the transfer formations he used for evil. I think it's likely that the metastasis team was used."

"My father uses magic equipment when he burns used transfer formations. Maybe the silver cloth didn't accept magic even if it was meant to burn, and it stayed on fire."

Nodding at Matthias' words, his uncle put on his arms and thought in.

"Usually I would have obsessively erased the traces. But it was in a hidden room where only the Geebe blood family could get in, so it might have been abandoned. Matthias must have been left undisposited and didn't think he'd cooperate with the investigation"

"... normally, if you're still inside, you can capture them and help with the investigation, right?

Matthias is going to the House of Lords and he's safe, so isn't it natural to let him accompany the Knights in their investigation? When I said so, my uncle shook his head with a difficult face.

"We need the magic of the registered to open the door of the hidden room, but we can't handle magic with the shackles that seal it. It's too dangerous to let criminals free themselves to open the door to a hidden room where they don't know what dangerous magic equipment is placed"

The Knights who go to investigate where and in what form magic equipment is placed do not know. Apparently it's only dangerous for the Knights given the counter-attacks and resistance premised on death to take the inside of a criminal with no magical bondage whatsoever there to cooperate in the investigation.

"It is sophisticated to look for evidence in the part that can be investigated in the Knights and to peek into the memory and use it as evidence on Aub's orders. But the memories that are supposed to be evidence have been wiped out the key part by Trook. If the magic does not match and you are forced to scratch the memories of those who resist, those who are peered into will not be safe.... Geebe Gerlach probably intended to erase the evidence perfectly, including Mathias"

My uncle said he must not have thought that Matthias and Laurenz would betray each other and circulate information to protect the children of the old Veronicans, nor that Aub would have made the decision to save lives in a coalition evasion if he gave his name.

"We were able to take them to the Guibe Hall because a lord candidate in their name ordered them to cooperate in the investigation without protesting. They were helpful and found strong evidence and goods. That's for sure."

Looking at Matthias and Laurenz, my uncle says that slowly in a laborious tone. However, my skin feels that the air is becoming heavier and more severe. I stared at my uncle nervously and stretched out my spine.

"Those who are not directly involved in the crime would have thought they wanted to use any means to save their lives. For this purpose, he proposed the dedication of his name as an act to be carried out by the criminal's body in order to prolong his life. Aub admitted it, and the name dedication was executed to extend his life."

"Dear Bonifatius, it is…"

Hartmoot almost said something. Your uncle continued with sharp eyes and one hand.

"Those who would have suggested from the heart of kindness and mercy would have been relieved that they could have saved their lives. You might have thought you did a good thing."

So he laid down his breath, and his uncle looked at me with a stern face.

"But I want you to remember that some people think their pride, their vows and their lives have been discredited behind it. The act of giving a name is inherently sacred. I still don't think it's the kind of thing that criminals use to escape from a syndicate and prolong their lives."

I know those eyes. Rhoderich had the same eyes and said the same thing. The back of my chest gets heavy. I have no regrets that I was able to save the lives of Matthias and the others. I am glad that those who are not involved in crime have a path to live without being executed in collusion. Still, I didn't think so deeply about the mood of those who felt their pride being trampled upon.

"... Perhaps there will come forth those who will continue to make famous offerings to avert the syndicate. That may not only be done in Aerenfest, but also in other territories. There is no land with more nobility than it can easily be executed in collusion. And if it were spread to give his name in order to avert the syndicate, there would be no one to do the original name dedication, shunning what seemed to be within the criminal body. It's going to change the meaning of dedication."

I felt like I was being showered with ice water. A tightly gripped bush on my lap is trembling in small pieces, poking at me for something I never thought about. I did not intend to do so much great a thing. I just wanted to save a life I could save. But as a result, I did something terrible. I am glad that those not related to crime have a way of being saved, and it is not simply pleasing.

"Zilvester gave permission and said he should carry it when he got a bad reputation because he was the one who allowed it to run. There's already a lot of bad reviews, so it doesn't make a big difference where there's one more.... Did you know?

I shook my neck beside my uncle's words. I don't know that. My adoptive father didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry. I'm not thinking that deep..."

"Rosemaine, I want you to take care of the kind heart that you want to save your life. Although it is the beauty of others, I want you to think more deeply about the power you have and the influence you have over your surroundings and the harm of changing your habits. Perhaps the accumulation of such small things and seemingly no big deal has resulted in the denigration of divinity and temples"

Because the temple's atmosphere changes so much just because the temple chief changes, my uncle said, his body was out of strength.

"Ah, Rosemaine. That's enough of your hard sermons. I don't look like I'm going to cry like that. This is not what I would have to say. They have a lot of fathers and mothers, and it's a bad thing they don't rely on the proximity they deserve."

My uncle looked around and said that there were many such haters.

"Be sure not to increase the number of invisible enemies that the Lord hates or resents in places he does not know."

"Sorry!

I heard a bell across the door when the sides were all aligned and apologized. Looks like my adoptive father is back after the ritual.

"Ha-ha-ha! We've got 21 blessings! If you add to the blessings you've gained, you've beaten Rosemaine, too?

The heavy air in the room could disappear once and for all into the figure of Baburn and his adoptive father, who came in with a winning grin. But I can't keep up with that high tension right away.

"Right. Maybe it's still important that you pray for years"

"Plus, more attributes of life have become all attributes. I don't know how much prayer adds attributes, but isn't this pretty important?

Going forward, the adoptive father said, if the Lordship candidates continue to provide magic on the foundation with words of prayer, all of which are likely to be all attributes.

"Did all attributes give you the protection of Avery Be?!?

"No, I didn't get the protection of the Great God, but from the family of life, Daoaleiben and Schlertraum, and then... Oh, no, this is good. It's not like I can say it in front of a kid."

... Does the fact that my adoptive father has a mouth cage mean Baishmahart?

Simply put, it's God who works most vigorously at night. I don't know if I'm right, but I also have Merhior, so I smile with a face that I don't know.

"Well, anyway, even the families of my life alone gave me protection from multiple gods. And what happened? The apologies of Rosemaine's neighbors rang outside. Weren't you saying something, Uncle?

If you wanted to get off topic from the protection you gained, your adoptive father makes you gaze at your uncle and his neighbors.

"Nothing. I was just scolding the impudent neighbors. It's hard for you to think you can protect Rosemaine in this state."

I didn't say what my uncle was scolding, so I laughed nicely, recommending my seat to my adoptive father and having Fran make me tea, not saying that I heard what was scolded or being sheltered by my adoptive father either

"Before we preached, we were talking about where the hell Geebe Gerlach got this kind of cloth."

"Uhm. It will be very important. It could be a new piece of magic that hasn't been announced anywhere yet."

... Can I call a cloth a magic tool that has no magic at all and does not accept magic?

At the same time as the question I don't care, a story that I heard in Fujimurmberga came to mind.

"Um, adoptive father, uncle. They say there are very few demonic stones in other countries, so there may be materials that do not contain magic"

I speak of the Bose Gates I heard in Kilnberga. Materials that contain no magic at all do not have to be in Jürgenschmidt, but may have to be in other countries.

"You've never even heard of the Lords' Conference. Dealing with other countries has taken place everywhere until the coup d 'état, but such cloth should never have come into Jurgenschmidt"

My uncle snorted at my adoptive father's words.

"If other countries have imported magic from Jürgenschmidt with demonic stones, I don't think it's surprising that all sorts of changes are happening in other countries where the magic suddenly stopped coming in"

If oil was going to run out during Reino, he began desperately looking for alternative energy. It is only natural to look for something that can be substituted while saving and using the resources we have now. It's been over 200 years since Bose Gates was cut off from trading. I don't think I've hit anything. If information on Bose Gates is flowing to other countries, it is also possible that other countries are devising measures in view of the risk of being cut off from the transaction.

"If Geebe Gerlach is alive, I can't think of any other way to go than Ahrensbach. And isn't Arlensbach the only territory with an open border gate? There could be some connection."

"Mmmm..."

"It was Ferdinand's role to think," my uncle shook his head slowly after thinking a little.

"Now let's talk to Master Ferdinand. You'll find out if there's anything similar in Lanzenave's cloth. Above all, we need to let them know that the presence of a cloth that does not pass through magic and that Geebe Gerlach is alive, and that he is likely to be in Arlensbach. If this cloth prevents you when something happens, and the magic attack doesn't work, it won't be a battle. Master Ferdinand is in the most dangerous of places..."

The only thing the Knights discovered was a silver cloth, but if Geebe Gerlach or Georgine had weapons and defenses that would not pass through magic, it would be a big deal if they didn't think carefully about how to attack and defend them.

"You wouldn't say that Zilvester can't send information to Ferdinand either. But if you can't find it in Arlensbach's censorship, you're just not getting the information under Ferdinand, or you're just gonna alert them. Is there a way for Rosemaine to get through censorship?

I blink at my uncle's quiet inquiry. He was laughing, but his blue eyes seemed to be exploring something. My adoptive father also looks at me still. I felt like I was being tried. Glowing ink is told by Ferdinand to keep it a secret. And I put my hand upon my cheek with a smile, and leaned my neck with a coterie.

"Your adoptive father has a way of telling you something in a letter, doesn't he? Because you said that at the dinner table before. The only way I can contact you is if I give you a letter in the House of Lords via Lymund, Lord Ferdinand's apprentice, or ask you to tell me. Will the rest be enough to sneak up on you during the star knot ritual at the Lords' Conference? Don't your uncle know any good ways?

My uncle softened his expression a little and shook his neck sideways, "No." And my adoptive father looks at me as he strokes his jaw.

"Rosemayne. Unfortunately, Ferdinand won't be attending the Lords' Conference."

"Huh?"

"The other day, because of the death of Aub Ahrensbach, Dear Dietrinde, Ferdinand's fiancé, said he had to dye the magic of the foundation. They say the star knot ritual will be postponed until next year because there better be no magic changes until the foundation is stained"

He said a letter with that content came from Ferdinand. Others seemed to have written about when they attended Arlensbach's prayer ceremony, and they had to make a few changes to their response to Arlensbach.

"I can't believe the star knot ritual is postponed for a year... what will Master Ferdinand do?

"What do you mean?

"You can't get married until you're done dyeing the foundation, so can you come back to Aerenfest? At the very least, can I give you about a hidden room?

Even though it seemed hard not to have a place to breathe for one season, I didn't think that would last a year yet. When I rushed to ask, my uncle looked a little frightened, "What are you worried about?"

"There's no way I could have headed there as a fiancée, but I'd come back without disengagement. Besides, it's normal not to be given a hidden room until you're married. It's a little longer because it's a year away, but it's not that much more worrying."

... worried, right?

As I compare the faces of my uncle and adoptive father, my adoptive father exhaled slowly.

"Uncle, why don't you re-acquire your protection? Apparently Rosemayne is not quite familiar with the aristocratic marriage. I'll explain."

"... um. Okay, let's go. Melchior, show me around."

My uncle looks back several times and leaves the room to see how me and my adoptive father are doing. When the door closed completely, the adoptive father exhaled heavily.

"Rosemaine, what's your relationship with Ferdinand?

"Yes?"