Ascendance of a Bookworm

"... No, I don't call Vilfreet"

In response to my suggestion, my adoptive father shook his head sideways, thinking a little.

"Why not? Isn't that a big problem for Brother Wilfried?"

"Oh, you're right. But what's going to change where I called Vilfried? Whatever you feel, you can't resist it if the king commands you. It can only result in Wilfried making an inadvertent noise in the House of Lords."

If Aerenfest can let go of Rosemaine or not, the Lords will know. "I can't get you out of Aerenfest," it's enough for Mr. and Mrs. Aub to claim to Zent. Besides, "Rosemaine is the next Zent candidate" is not something you can spread on your own, even though you haven't had a formal conversation from the royal family yet. My adoptive father said it would be difficult for Wilfried to shout dissatisfaction or convey information to his neighbors.

"If the engagement with them is dissolved, it's almost impossible for Vilfleet to be the next Aub. Rough is visible, but we don't have time to deal with Wilfried at this impending moment. How less important is it to decide Aerenfest's policy before facing the royal family to work out measures or consider conditions for negotiations? Wilfried is not a minor and can go to the Lords' Council, nor has he been invited to the royal family. I don't feel the need to call you here."

It would be ex-post consent, but there is no particular problem because it is the parents who decide who to marry, my adoptive father said with a very unwilling-looking face engraved between his eyebrows. Looking at it as though it didn't match Aub-like words and expression, my adoptive father turns to me as he looks unwilling.

Same goes for you.

"Huh?"

"Neither have they been invited to discuss it with the royal family. And I'm Aub Aerenfest. Negotiate as much as you can, but Aerenfest is never a strong man. It may not stain their intentions. I want you ready for that."

Although the Aubs are invited, I am not, so they say we have to leave all the negotiations to the adoptive father and the adoptive mother.

"I asked my adoptive father to save my precious family and my own life. There are many things the consequences can be unexpected, but I intend to have done my duty just as I was told as an adopted daughter. So as long as my adoptive father protects my family and all of the temples and the Gutenbergs, I will obey the judgment he made as Aub Aerenfest as adoptive daughter."

I can see my adoptive father chewing his back teeth off. With affection for his repentant face, I offered my adoptive mother an anti-bugging magic device.

"If Aub and his wife are being invited, they can't keep it a secret from their adoptive mother. Please explain, adoptive father."

"I will?

"Please tell me the least shocking way"

My adoptive father opens his mouth troubled. My adoptive mother said, "As far as your expression goes, isn't it a waste of time worrying?," she smiles and urges ahead. Hearing that she was the next Zent candidate, the adoptive mother remained smiling and solidified for a while, sighing, "I was going to get used to it a little bit in the winter report..."

"As a royal you will want to avoid extra confusion, so keep what I have put up as a candidate within the breasts of my adoptive father, adoptive mother and father"

"I know. I don't even know what kind of situation the royal family wants."

Eglantine tells me what the royal family wants is to maintain the status quo. I was so happy to think that it would not be like the Great Territories and the Great Territories would contend, and that Gigisvalt would be served as the next Zent......

That's what Eglantine wanted, and Anastasius said he wanted to pay for Eglantine's worries, so maybe it's just for the two of us. "Let me take the Gluthrithheit and make it the Third Lady of Gigisvalt" is not what I heard from the mouth of Zent or Gigisvalt. It may be dangerous to decide, given the disconnection of information within the royal family.

"As my adoptive father said, I don't know what situation the royalty wants. So let's leave it behind to think about royalty. My adoptive father should think about how to squeeze as much profit from royalty as he can from Aerenfest."

"Rosemaine!?

My adoptive father and adoptive mother looked out for me when I suggested that I think of royalty later.

"Prince Anastasius, who wanted me to be Prince Gigisvalt's Third Lady, said that we should do something about Aerenfest at Aerenfest. I think it would be a good idea to make reference to last year's publishing negotiations with Dunkelferger so that Aerenfest gets the best of it, not the royalty, but the biggest winning line: the lowest line you'll ever give away, the profit you'll get this much, and if you get this far, the better."

My adoptive father and father look at each other and smile bitterly, "You look like a merchant," he said. Negotiations shouldn't start all of a sudden with this call, but you should just be ready.

I will try to come up with specific conditions, both for entering the central temple and for speaking about the next Zent candidate. I don't want to be restricted to the side I'm taking, treat me like a lord candidate, or want more books than Aerenfest's library, all of which are in my personal interest.

"Here, Rosemaine. Then Aerenfest has no interest."

I guess I'm usually just summing up opinions put out by a civilian or picking out what I think is good. My adoptive father makes an unpleasant face at the conditions that come out of my mouth.

"If that's what you think, don't even offer your adoptive father or mother a condition. I don't know how far it's good to spread the word about this one, so I can't talk to a civilian out of the ordinary. We have to benefit Aerenfest ourselves."

My adoptive father and adoptive mother start giving opinions about Aerenfest's interests as if they were haphazard. I usually listen to civilians and talk to Aub from other realms at meetings, so if one comes out, it's early. I write down the profits and conditions that come out one after the other on the calligraphy board. Keeping this in line with your priorities would help a little in your discussions with the royal family.

"This time it will be enough for a royal request to be made. However, it is no different that royalty is also a negotiator. I don't mind working with you if you have a benefit, but if you have no interest in this one, you can't cooperate at all, just don't break the attitude. Then you'll need my consent to get rid of the adoption, so please ask for my opinion."

The next day I was to rest off going to the underground library. O'Tillier worried that if the fever had just dropped and moved around again, because Clarissa was hard against "Master Rosemaine's body is the most important thing".

"Master Rosemayne has been looking at all the literature in the underground library all day. Come on. You must be tired. Rest slowly."

I point to the bookcase as I return to my bedroom as my neighbors say.

"Okay, Clarissa. I want to get some rest, so take the book there."

"Are you going to read a book on the bedroom!?

"The job and hobby you're asking for is separate, and the book is a must to relax, isn't it?

Surprised by Clarissa, I directed the title of a book that I had only been able to read along the way, saying, "It's been a long time since I've had such a reaction". Clarissa opens the bookcase and takes out the book.

"I heard it from Haltmoot, but you're actually surprised to see it"

"Lady Rosemaine has been too busy lately, and she didn't have time to relax because she got sturdy."

Rezelator laughed at Couscous, making the bed easy for the book to read. I ask Otilier to fly me to Hannelore or Magdalena for a rest announcement in Ordonanz and scroll through the pages of the book. By the time Clarissa's voice, "I'm coming to the Lords' Conference," sounded far away, my consciousness had been completely deprived of the book.

As I relaxed and enjoyed reading, the Ordnants flew in. Because a white bird stepped down on the book, I don't like it, but I get into view.

"It's Hildebrandt. Looks like you got sick. I wanted to deliver my sympathy, but my mother scolded me that Rosemaine, a minor, was not supposed to be here, so I couldn't. … get better soon"

To my lovely sympathy Ordonanz. I laughed small, "The fever has gone down, but I'm just watching because the neighbors worry. I'm going to the basement library tomorrow," he replied.

The next day I went to the underground library, as I promised Hildebrandt. My adoptive father and adoptive mother are going to royal summons. What kind of discussion will it be? I don't know the result unless I go back to the dorm.

In the basement library were Hannelore, Hildebrandt and Magdalena. Anastasius and Eglantine also seem to be sociable today.

"Good day, Master Rosemaine. I'm relieved you're feeling better."

Hannelore was worried that I would get sick because I was visiting the temple when I fell at the tea party. It's all right now, smiling, Hildebrandt approached.

"Rosemaine, I'm glad you're better"

"Thank you for coming, Prince Hildebrandt."

To thank you, Hildebrandt laughs happily with his purple eyes shining. Hildebrandt is honest and cute in his emotional expression for royalty. I feel somewhat like Melchior, and I look sweet.

Talking to Hildebrandt about what he was doing yesterday, I felt an unexpected glance. Looking back, I see Magdalena staring at this one. When she looked at him, Magdalena smiled at Nicole and pointed to the library.

"Time to get into the library, ladies and gentlemen"

And as I silently encouraged the copy, I was lightly slapped on the shoulder.

"Rosemaine, do you have a minute?

"What is it, Prince Hildebrandt? Was it even a letter I didn't understand?

This isn't the first time I've been asked questions. I turn my face to Hildebrandt. Hildebrandt opened his mouth, staring at me with a contemplative face.

"I wanted to talk to you while Hannelore and my mother were taking a break.... Rosemayne Gets Gluthris Height and Gets Zent?

"... I'm not royal, so I don't deserve it."

The fact that words like that come out of Hildebrandt's mouth seems to have been shared among royalty that I am the next Zent candidate. Although there seems to be a distinction that Hannelore can't make me hear it, is it a good thing to talk about it here?

While in doubt, Hildebrandt took my hand softly.

"Rosemaine, I want to help you."

As I blinked my eyes wondering what it meant, Magdalena advanced along with the cuttlefish and fast foot shoe sounds.

"Hildebrandt, what are you doing?

"Mother."

If you look where Hildebrandt is turning bright blue, you can see it was something you shouldn't have said. Magdalena looked down upon me.

"Dear Rosemayne, what did Hildebrandt say?

"You said you wanted to help me. Prince Hildebrandt is so sweet, though he's in good health now."

I did not touch on Gluthrithheit, and I smiled with Nicole. Magdalena turned her exploring gaze towards me and Hildebrandt, and with her seemingly powerless face she broke off the conversation: "Hildebrandt, let's take a break".

Gigisvalt came after lunch, silently translating into modern, in such a state that Magdalena was watching him not to come into contact with me. This is the first time I have seen Gigisvalt in this underground library since the Lords' Conference began.

Gigisvalt labors me and Hannelore, who are to go to the underground library for royal convenience, and urges him to return to Hannelore, "Rest slowly today".

"Excessive consideration, I'm afraid"

Hannelore leaves the library, looking back at me several times worried. When I tried to get up too, Gigisvalt told me to sit back down.

"I can't talk to you unless you're here."

Gigisvalt sits in my front with a gentle grin. And I slowly opened my mouth.

"Anastasius tells me that when I talk to you, I can't pass it on without being too candid. So I'm hoping to talk to you so you can get through as much as possible, okay?

Anastasius' statement just gets a little muddled, but it's not a mistake. It would be preferable for you to be frank with me rather than go differently in your discussions with the royalty.

"If I am too frank, I will not be subject to disposition..."

"We can't dispose of important Zent candidates."

After laughing small and saying so, Gigisvalt looked straight at me.

"Anastasius has reported that we have learned that you are the next Zent candidate. Then again, you can't get a Gluthris Height without a royal registration..."

It seems that the nobles are beginning to trust the words of the central temple only a little bit, with the fact that Dietrinde glowed the magic formations and the star knot ritual. Revive the old rituals and get the right Zent. That's why he thought I could get a Gluthris Height, too. But that wasn't right.

"I am not royal and I am not qualified. If you don't qualify, you won't get it, so it's best for the royal family to get the Gluthris Height. I think it would be a good idea to ask Master Eglantine."

"Unfortunately, the royal family can't afford that. I want you to keep this a secret..."

Gigisvalt tells me with a troubled face. As the magic magic equipment that hits the foundations of the library was about to deplete, it seems that the magic equipment in the center is about to deplete.

"There are plenty of magic tools in the center that are stopping the movement because there are few people who can supply magic in an emergency. … one of which collapsed the other day"

"Collapse, is it?

"If you lose your magic power completely, it's like some magic tricks break down."

The magic equipment that we normally use does not collapse because there was no magic. But they say that old magic equipment collapses without even leaving its shape when its magic is completely exhausted.

"We can't let them collapse the precious magic equipment we've inherited for a long time in our own generation, can we? Starting with Father, we are just instilling magic one after the other, using healing pills in our magic implements that we left behind, judging not to be particularly important. You can't pour a lot of magic around the temple."

Gigisvalt complains that he needs the power to take me into the royal family as soon as possible to obtain the Gluthrithheit and obey the magic and the nobles. Indeed, if left alone, the country is likely to collapse easily.

"We know that we should wait for you to grow up and be royal by marriage. But we can't wait until we're adults. Soon, but we'd like to welcome you to the royal family."

Eliminate Aerenfest's adoption and become Zent's adopted daughter. And they want you to get the Gluthris Height and marry Gigisvalt when you grow up. They say that's the best future for the royal family.

Thinking about marrying Dietrinde and saving Ferdinand, who will be in a coalition, it's not a bad situation to be able to get a gluthris height right now. Of course, given the current state of Aerenfest, though I can't jump.

"Father thought it should benefit Aerenfest more than get him to cooperate, and made various suggestions. But it wasn't accepted by Aub Aerenfest."

"... what suggestions did they make?

To my question, Gigisvalt preaches and tells me, "I'm giving you quite a favour..."

"I also offered to give preferential treatment to Aerenfest, Rosemaine's territory of origin, to serve as many nobles in the centre as possible and to strengthen your position as a Zent, but I was refused"

The suggestion from the royal family, which should be pleased because other large territories would have more influence, was dismissed with no hesitation: "It is not stingy to dissolve adoptions, but there is no contract to the detriment of both sides," he said.

... Well, I guess so.

"I have a problem with how greedy Aerenfest is."

"Prince Gigisvalt, Aerenfest has risen in rank rapidly, so the way he handles other territories and is a nobleman does not deserve the upper realm. We need to maintain our rank for a while, or we need to keep it slightly lower enough to enrich our internal affairs. I don't want to be ranked higher."

When I broke Aerenfest's inner circle, Gigisvalt looked to his surprise. Since he is in a position to be exhausted from both, Gigisvalt didn't seem to feel very serious about the difference in behaviour between the lower and upper territories. He seemed to think to the extent that it was possible to fix it if he was aware, and he didn't recognize that it was going to take years to correct it.

Finally, he thought Aerenfest was a very ambitious territory because this year it was a request to treat it more as a winning territory than a ranking one.

"So what is the noble pull to strengthen your position...?

"Even though there were no large numbers, there was a great deal of reason this winter, and Solemn Qing took place. The aristocracy is dwindling too much, so Aerenfest won't stand when they say take as many aristocracy to the center as possible."

When Gigisvalt held his head silently, he looked at me. There seemed to be quite a mistake and a mistake.

"That's why Aerenfest has Aerenfest circumstances. You can't be a royal adopted daughter any time soon."

"What are the circumstances? Is that more important than saving Jürgenschmidt, whose collapse is imminent?

There is an impatience in Gigisvalt's words that cannot be helped. Still, I can't give up either.

"Your problem is one that ends in a word of lack of magic, right? This one can't be me unless it's me."

"Let me hear it"

Gigisvalt rode himself out a little.

"I, at Aerenfest, am responsible for the printing business, the Temple Dean and the orphan Dean and the Lords' clan. It is possible to leave the responsibility of these lord candidates to their brothers, even immediately. But it's not that easy."

We need a year if we want to show all the divinity, even if we leave the takeover of the Temple Chief to Merhior and the vicinity, and we need to make sure that he takes over the orphanage like this. And in addition to handing over the printing business to your mother, there are many issues that need to be cleaned up, such as what to do with Gutenberg and the others on their business trips, and what to do with the dedicated ones if I go out to the center.

"Then, by my engagement with me, the next Aub was providential, but if it were to collapse, Aerenfest would be rough. Some preparation is absolutely necessary. If you're a royal who wants to avoid a great deal of territorial strife because of the coup d 'état, you'll understand how Aub feels about wanting to avoid a fight over Geebe in the territory because it's been a solemn, big deal."

Both Eglantine and Gigisvalt said they wanted to avoid disputes like coups d 'état. That's why I'm offering to be the Third Lady of Gigisvalt. I won't let you say that I don't understand this situation at all.

"Besides, my adoptive mother is pregnant. You cannot supply magic until a baby is born. By this time next year, the adoptive father will receive the Second Lady, and in winter, his sister will perform a ritual of protection in the House of Lords. I can't move out of Aerenfest because of a magical problem, at least not next year."

"How urgent and difficult is Jürgenschmidt than Aerenfest..."

Hearing Gigisvalt proclaim, I smiled with Nicoli.

"Let's do something about the magic that isn't enough for the royalty. So sell me a year's worth of time with magic. And don't accept the conditions that benefit Aerenfest and me, considering the circumstances of Aerenfest, not the common sense of the Great Territories"