Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Dear Rosemaine, I am ready to join you this time. Please thank Aub"

Hirschühl said so in a good mood as he gave him a wooden plaque written about the materials he needed to make the magic equipment for a moving library like the Schwartz and the others. The content of the wood tag handed to me is completely different from the topic in my mouth, so I just get a little confused about whether I should thank you or get on the subject.

"Wooden plaque, thank you. I know. And most importantly, we were allowed to participate in the service ceremony."

The service ceremony we held in the House of Lords was a study, so it was limited to student lord candidates and senior civilian. However, it also seemed to be of interest to teachers with a high level of research appetite to the theology of increasing protection.

And this time, it was decided that a service ceremony would take place at the Lords' Conference, but it was against Aub in each territory and his side that the invitation was issued, with no invitation addressed to teachers. "Will teachers be played again," Hirshur was leaking his dissatisfaction, so his adoptive father asked him to send Ordonanz to the royal family so that he could also send invitations to the teachers he wanted.

... because it's better to have a large number of participants. Even royalty is delighted.

"Nevertheless, this time you're on recovery pills before you. Gundorf regretted it. Students said the healing pills Aerenfest handed out were a lot more effective, so they wanted to test their effectiveness on their own bodies."

I laugh and flush at Drevanhel, wondering if the medicine was what he was after. Hirshur glanced at me with his eyes sparkling.

"The royal family seems to be aiming at the regularization of rituals in the Lords' Council, but the mere reacquisition of your protection may cause a little dissatisfaction."

"Oh, really?

"It's good to be able to try again about once every decade, but it's only with a number of blessings that the sense of use of magic changes. If you don't provide magic all the time, you won't be able to retry the ritual, but the territory you hit in the first year or two will have little more protection, will it?

Hirschühl is right. There is a huge relationship between the amount of magic devotion and the normal deeds that go to the attention of the gods to gain protection, so it is not easy to live and gain protection somehow.

I think you will find that the frequency and quantity are important compared to the number of protections that my proximate side who came to the temple like every day and gave magic to the Divine Gear while having a seemingly dumb battle to "who can turn the Starp into the Divine Gear the best" and the number of Vilfleet protections that I have given in prayer ceremonies and foundations for about five years counting from the time I marinated the Jurevé.

"It will be a loser's territory to be assigned an unfavourable order that makes it difficult to obtain your protection. Even though the magic is scarce, the first reacquisition offers little protection, and the next one doesn't feel effective unless it is squeezed out at a service ceremony for more than a decade. It can't be that I don't participate because it makes a difference from my surroundings if I think about it first. But if you think it's going to be a very tough decade, then the territory of dissatisfaction comes out. So, Master Rosemaine. Would you like to distribute a healing pill to deflect your grievances?

To Hirschühl's point, I think a little. It is true that the immediate benefit may also be important in order to divert such grievances. But I don't think that's me or Aerenfest's job with Hirschühl advancing to the royal family and the royal family thinking.

"... If you think you should deviate from dissatisfaction, you should advise the royal family and the central teachers will work together to make recovery drugs. One or two of the teachers would have a recipe for a highly effective recovery drug, wouldn't they?

It's not about Aerenfest working hard, is it, and when I laughed and refused Nicole, Hirschühl glanced at her shoulder boringly.

"Are you going to cut my research time and make recovery pills?... I just made a healing pill for the loser territory and it doesn't do me any good"

"I agree with you from the bottom of my heart. I can't cut back on my important reading time for nothing."

I won't imitate it on my own because this hosting is royal, when I declared to Hirshul, Hirshul laughed furiously.

"Even if you say such things, it is foreseeable that Master Rosemaine will not be able to do anything to quench his grievances. Because at first glance you will do nothing to benefit you.... Although the House of Lords lecture has also been decided to undergo a lot of major changes, is that Rosemaine's opinion? Don't be aware that your opinion is moving the royal family. You'll be taken in undeniably."

Hillsur cautioned me, but it's too late. It's up to me to be taken in. But if you listen to Hirschühl, it doesn't seem to have spread that I will be the king's adopted daughter.

"What changes will happen to the House of Lords lecture?

"The opinion came out of the royal family that it would be better to obtain the compression or protection of magic before obtaining a stamp. It was an opinion that I wanted to go back to getting it in my graduation year, but there was an overwhelming amount of opinion that it was better to practice in the House of Lords than to teach in practice how to treat Stalp in each territory, and after consultation, my acquisition of Stalp would be put back in third grade"

As a teacher it would be easier for me to lecture as a teacher to get a starter, so until now, no one had raised objections to getting a starter in freshman year. The Lords' Council also just plugged in the second half, a request that came out so suddenly that Hirshur doubted my involvement, he said.

... Kuh, I regret it, but you're right!

"In keeping with that, teachers were instructed to return their first or second year lectures to the old way. Dr. Gundorf and his team will be at the centre and ready by the end of the winter."

The teachers complained that the lecture was not so easy to change, but when we were sophomores, Flaurelm was given an example of how easily he had a track record of incorporating the old range of education into the lecture, and he couldn't seem to say no.

... hey, sometimes Dr. Fraurelm's rampage helps the royal family.

"Then there was the meeting about whether we could incorporate a service ceremony into the House of Lords lecture. This is why, although there are still many territories where it is difficult to head to the temple, it is important to begin praying while experiencing divinity and striving to compete with your surroundings in order to gain protection a little sooner"

However, this one seems to have been rejected because the teachers have no know-how at all. For several years, they held a service ceremony as a joint Aerenfest and Classenburg study, which was eventually to be incorporated into the House of Lords lecture.

"So if the House of Lords starts this year, I think we'll have an offer for joint research. By helping to prepare for this service, we hear from the royal family information on how to prepare and how rituals flow."

... Both royalty and classenburg work fast. I don't think Aerenfest has any particular requests. I just got a report saying what a trial set of Bible picture books for sale today I took and advertised.

That's all I thought about, and I was hacked. Speaking of which, if Crassenburg is going to bear all the prep, it doesn't matter enough to perform the ritual, we should have talked about it before. When I explained my story with Aub Krassenburg, Hirschühl showed a convincing face.

"Oh, I see. That's what you were already talking about. Anyway, it's part of the lecture, so if you make sure you prepare your own recovery pills, it's a lot less burdensome for Classenburg."

... It's pretty hard to prepare recovery pills.

It's hard to make, of course, but the hardest part is collecting materials. That's not all the material I could pick up at the old Aerenfest collection site. I don't think there are many materials available at other collecting locations.

"Krasenburg was surprised that Aerenfest had a lot easier to prepare for the recovery."

... We just need to recover the collection site ourselves, but we also need to know the words of prayer, right?

Mm-hmm. Thinking about it, the reseller brought a box with a warm meal. It's a reward for the wooden plaque that Hillsur brought me. He's given me a lot of information, so maybe I should color him more.

Lieselator, this way.

Hirschühl greeted Hochhok with a smile and received the box, showing him the gesture of waiting on the wall until the end of the story.

"Now that I have given Rosemaine a note of the necessary materials, I will return to the lab."

"Oh, you know, Dr. Hillsur. I still want to ask you something…"

"Good day, Master Rosemaine. The next time I see you will be at the Lords' Convention service."

Even though the conversation was not over yet, Hirshur returned on his heels when he held the rice and left early enough. When he sees me left behind and bewildered, the riser drops his shoulder.

"... I'm sorry, Master Rosemaine. I didn't think Dr. Hillsur would leave even though we were in the middle of a conversation. We should have prepared a little slower."

"Although Dr. Hirschühl is a teacher in the House of Lords, he is the furthest from the noble ways he can be taught in the House of Lords."

I comfort the reseller that I can't help but read my actions. Neither did I think I could turn my back when I was suddenly cut off from talking. That man is too free.

"Thank you for your comfort. I know, Master Rosemaine. But even though I've been dealing with Dr. Hillsur for years, I'm immature as a sidekick for not being able to predict my actions. It was an important opportunity to get information…"

... I know how you feel, but I can't help but read Dr. Hirschühl's behavior, far from the aristocratic norm. Side service is not esper.

He then proceeded with the translation of modern languages in the underground library, celebrating the final day of the Lords' Conference as he held a service meeting with the royal family through Magdalena at lunch. Though it was a sudden appointment, the preparations seemed to have been successfully completed.

When I have finished breakfast and have myself cleansed and dressed in the temple chief's costume, I head to the hall designated earlier than the start time of the service ceremony with the proximities in blue costumes.

... Wow, it's Immanuel.

The moment I saw Immanuel's face, who welcomed me "I was waiting for you" at the same time as I entered the holding room, I remembered that I was waiting ahead of time after the star knot ritual. At the same time that I somehow want to take a distance from the creepy Immanuel, Brother Cornelius gently pushes me on the shoulder and moves me just a little to hide behind Haltmoot, who was leading the way.

When I look up to Brother Cornelius, after laughing a little to reassure me, I tighten my expression and step out long ago and line up in Haltmoot. They greeted Imanuel with a glance, and I sat in the chair which was ready.

"It is a great pleasure to welcome Master Rosemaine to the temple head of the central temple soon"

"As I said the other day, Master Rosemayne is a Lord's Candidate at Aerenfest and has no plans at all to become the Temple Head of the Central Temple. This dedication ceremony has only met the royal demands."

When Haltmoot said that with a cold smile that just said, "Understand how dare you", Immanuel also turned a cold smile to Haltmoot.

"At the end of today's divine affairs, requests from royalty will soon be directed to Aerenfest. Serve Lord Rosemaine as the temple head of the central temple, he said. I'm not saying there's no way to move the Lordship Candidate to the center."

At Aerenfest, I can't resist my life from royalty, I laughed huffily and provocatively after Hultmoot turned his slightly surprised face to the smiling Immanuel.

"Oh, don't you know the priest of the central temple? It is stipulated that only by marriage can a Lordship Candidate move to the centre. And those who marry cannot be temple chiefs. In other words, even if you ever move to the center, there can't be a Rosemaine in the central temple.... Oh, maybe the royal family is not a central temple, but is thinking about taking in the royal family Master Rosemaine"

Imanuel, who did not know that the Lordship Candidate could not move until Ferdinand pointed him out, did not seem to really know the circumstances of the aristocracy around it. "Royalty takes in...?" He looked lightly at her and turned into a shocked face. Apparently he thought that if he seriously attacked me from the royal family, he could make me head of the temple in the central temple.

... It's not like there's any way to dissolve Aerenfest's adoption, and I guess the Central Temple had quite a chance because there was talk from the royalty about whether he could actually get into the Central Temple.

But in the middle of the Lords' Conference I became the next Zent candidate closest to Gluthrithheit. The conversation proceeds in the direction of adoption with the king, and the central temple thing will not be entirely in the royal head.

... because you changed your position at once during the Lords' Conference.

"Immanuel, you stay in the auditorium. We'll have to explain the entrance and alignment of the nobles, won't we?

Immanuel, staring at Hartmoot, was depressed, and I waved lightly and ordered him to leave the room. Instead of leaving the room, however, Immanuel begins to state today's ritual dissatisfaction.

"Dear Rosemaine, the service ceremony is a ritual that takes place towards the altar. Advise the royal family to reconsider the circle."

Immanuel places it around the Holy Grail. It shows a strong sense of rejection in the service ceremony where the nobles will surround it in donuts. But they didn't listen to me no matter how much I told the royal family.

We cannot go to the altar because this service does not give magic to the gods, but collects them in the Holy Grail for our own use. When a service ceremony is held towards the altar, magic flows into all the divine objects lined up on the altar.

"If magic flows into other artifacts, that's all the central temple helps"

"I am not going to help the central temple in a magical sense. The harvest in each territory is falling year after year due not to the fact that it offered more magic blue clerics and blue witches to the central temple. Rather, we want the central temple to help the temples of each territory."

After the coup d 'état, apprentices with a lot of magic returned to the aristocratic society, but the fact that people were gathered in the central temple should have been a great pain for the temple in the small territories. If you look at the blue cleric that was left in Aerenfest's temple, you can tell.

"... Based on that, Sang, if you want the magic gained from each territory to come to the Central Temple this time, please discuss it with the royalty in the auditorium. Today's hosting is royalty. It's not me."

Waving again to ask me to leave the room, Haltmut and Angelica forced me halfway out of the waiting room for Immanuel. Leonore peeks into me with a worried face.

"Are you all right, Master Rosemaine? Though you already look tired."

I don't like Immanuel's eyes pregnant with a somewhat unfocused fanatic fever. It's disgusting. I feel like I'm being deprived of my strength just because I'm facing it.

"Thank you. I know, Leonore. I'm a little sleepless because of so much to think about. It's not enough to hold a service ceremony, but there's no room for Immanuel's opponent."

Now I haven't even told the neighbors the story of becoming the king's adopted daughter. Thinking about it since I got back to Aerenfest, I sighed. Talk to Wilfried about the dissolution of the engagement, discuss what to do with the next Aub, ascertain the intentions of the neighbors, and educate Merhior to succeed at the temple. And we have to talk to the Lower Town about mobility.

...... I have to write and write to Master Ferdinand with ink that disappears as well. The successful avoidance of the coalition and the acquisition of a hidden room, and the fact that every Jürgenschmitt was to be defended Aerenfest. There are lots of other things like a dangerous silver cloth and the unintelligible words Dr. Altancia was saying to Dear Dietrinde... My adoptive father, will you allow me to send you a letter?

"Dear Rosemaine, the entrance of the nobility is over. I've already finished explaining the divinity. Today is the shrine of the central temple, so today is the day I offer you as chief cleric."

It seemed to be ritual time while I was thinking about the earlier things. I was offered a hand by Immanuel, who came to call me. At the next moment, Hultmoot smiles and pays for the hand that Immanuel offers.

"Whatever it takes. I think that's reckless. There's no way you can give magic service to a blue cleric who's not noble, either, in the center of the Lords' Candidates or the Aubs. You can't resist the flow, your magic is depleted, and in the worst case, you die. Isn't it dangerous to be in the circumferential part?

Haltmoot carefully wiped his hand off Imanuel and offered me his hand, "I don't know where he died, but Master Rosemayne will care," he said. And I will compare Haltmoot to Immanuel, and reach out unto Haltmoot.

"It's just hard to die during a ritual. Darmuel, you must perform the ritual on the circumference. And when the magic gets tougher, signal me."

"Yes, sir."

"All other escort knights should not perform rituals and focus on escort duties"

"Ha!"

I went to the auditorium surrounded by my own people. I can see Angelica behind it being very wary of Immanuel's movements.

"Temple Commander, Admission"

Once inside with the sound of the bell, the nobles, kneeling in a donut-shaped line on a red cloth, turned their faces to this side at once. As Immanuel was zeroing his dissatisfaction, he does not go to the altar as he did to the service ceremony of the House of Lords, but to the Holy Grail placed at the centre.

... Sounds like a pie chart.

It looks like a pie chart showing percentages, as the nobles wear capes of their respective territories. After all, large territories have a large number of people and small territories have a small number of people. Has it been properly explained, there is an Aub and his wife close to the center, and they seem to be in such a position that the more they head outside, the weaker the magic becomes.

As I began to walk among the doughnut-shaped nobles, I heard a small voice of Darmuel stopping Imanuel on the circumference, saying, "That's it for Immanuel". Leave the matter of Immanuel to Dermuel, and I will advance my feet.

Turning his gaze toward the bright loess of Aerenfest, he saw his adoptive father before him. The adoptive mother, who is supposed to be lined up next to her, does not participate because she is pregnant. Your father, the chief of the Knights, and several Knights stand outside the circle and be vigilant.

... Ah, the central nobility will join us.

I could see an organization wearing a black cape between the red and blue capes. However, the royal family does not participate in the ritual, so they are not there. Probably serving with a civilian.

The royalty stands a little away from the ring of nobles, in line where there is no red cloth. And around it, the Central Knights stood benevolently as escorts, giving them a glimpse.

Upon arrival in the central part of the aristocracy, which is circular, two large chalices and a number of small chalices line up. He said it wasn't that hard to collect because there was no one in the center holding the position of Geebe and the royal family other than Zent manages to distribute magic to the outhouse and its surroundings like Geebe.

I nodded one, also making sure that an empty demon stone was prepared in the chalice. This is all we need, we'll be fine.

"Aub Aerenfest, and, Rosemaine. Thank you, on behalf of all the nobles here, for having responded to our sudden request"

I knelt down and responded with my arms crossed to Zent's acknowledgement, and I laid my hands on the red cloth laid on the floor. Haltmoot also knelt beside me, but the escort knights in blue costumes remained on the spot.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

I pray, waiting for everyone else to recite it.

The voices, which were at first inconsistent, are gradually aligned, just like the service ceremony held in the House of Lords. It is also a familiar thing to see a wave of light forming in a red cloth poking at your hand and pouring into the chalice.

... Is that it? Are you glowing in the House of Lords?

If you use your stapes to do the divinity, the pillars of light will stand, but not the pillars of light, even if you use the temple god's equipment. Though I thought so from previous experience, only one Holy Grail began to glow red.

The Holy Grail loosening up the red light also appears to claim that this is the only real thing. And that red light shakes like a flame, and the fluttering, little red light slowly rises up as the firepowder rises to heaven. It's another strange phenomenon for the first time, unlike the rise of a pillar of light.

... Does it resemble the strange light I saw on Fruitraine night?

When I was being blinded, I heard Dermuel's "That's it". I stand up slowly with my hands off the floor.

"Let the ritual be over. Gentlemen, keep your hands off the floor. It's about time the magical ones came out."

Even at its limits for Dermuel, a junior knight with as much magic as an intermediate aristocracy, it shouldn't mean that the magic is entirely harsh for a class nobleman who participates in the Lords' Council. Even less potent restorative drugs will be able to recover without problems.

The Aubs, who are actually supplying magic to the underlying magic, had a face saying nothing in particular, and the nobles who participated in the divine affairs for the first time are showing how tired they are, but not many are showing themselves as neat as the House of Lords' service ceremony.

... I didn't squeeze too much looking ahead to the routine, I could have let it go through properly, and it's not perfect?

Shortly after I thought so and smiled contentedly, I saw blue clerics and blue witches on the circumference who seemed to be participating in the ritual collapsed and unconscious, "Ah," I held my mouth small.

... that way, I forgot. I mean, you're always divine, so you know about your limits, don't you? Why are you down?

I look around at the nobles with a face that is very surprised but not very surprised, and I urge those who need it to take healing pills. I talked about the service ceremony as it became a deliberate atmosphere and I watched everyone mouth each recovery drug.

"This is inherently a winter ritual, to magically fill the Little Grail and the Holy Grail moisturizing the Direct Jurisdiction to be given to Geebe during the Spring Prayer Ceremony. If nobles pray in the temple of your own territory and serve their magic, the harvest of your territory will increase. And by praying, nobility will be able to gain protection from the gods"

The number of protections obtained by Wilfried was mentioned as a reference. Zent, who had been listening to my explanation, nodded slowly, stating that there would also be a service ceremony in the House of Lords this winter to let students experience divinity.

"I will need more prayers from my childhood to gain the protection of the gods. This year the House of Lords also plans to hold a service ceremony as a joint study of Aerenfest and Classenburg, with the consent of both"

... Did you have a formal interview with Aerenfest?

I was asked informally in the basement library, but does my adoptive father talk to me? Or do I not need permission from my adoptive father because I am talking about the House of Lords? Either way, if Zent declares himself in front of so many people, he won't be able to say "I can't" or "I won't" think about the decency he's had put in winning territory.

It is the same for each territory that has been encouraged to participate. There also seems to be sadness in the figure of the aristocrats looking at the container of recovering pills so emptied that they said, "Will they still take away their magic?"

"As Zent also said, it is necessary to perform rituals in order to obtain protection from the gods and to support Jürgenschmidt. But it's going to be a little tough on the students because they're bound to use recovery pills."

There were several figures of the nobles raising their faces in response to my words. A lot of them are loser territory.

"At the House of Lords' service ceremony, will Aerenfest prepare the recovery pills, as it did last year?

"No, as you can imagine a little, it is a burden for Classenburg, the Grand Territory, and for Aerenfest, the Middle Territory, to prepare the entire House of Lords"

I smiled and shook my neck sideways, truncating my eyes full of anticipation. I cannot let Aerenfest take on such a role, even though it is highly probable that I will be gone in a year's time.

"But I'd like to teach you a word of prayer to restore your collection area so that it's a little easier for you to make your recovery pills"

"... what? Is it a collection site?

I nod heavily to the face nobles who do not know what they have said. All I teach is words of prayer. If we want to improve the quality of the material, we can restore it ourselves. I expected that too, because I gave you a modest way to squeeze out the magic.

"Strange magic formations are embedded in the collection areas given to each territory of the House of Lords. If you poke your hand at the ground and pray while the nobles of the territory serve their magic in total as they do today, you will be able to restore the collecting area and obtain quality materials. It's easier to make recovery pills, and we can perform rituals ourselves."

Towards the nobles, who have become deliberately noisy, I teach them the words of prayer I dedicate to the Fruitraine to be used in prayer ceremonies. "I beg you again," he says to those who could not hear me at once, and I sneak my magic into the Holy Grail, which was not entirely filled, with words of prayer in my mouth several times.

"There is now a green light from the Holy Grail......!?

"... oh? I beg your pardon. I almost accidentally became another ritual because I was saying words of prayer"

I rush away from the Holy Grail and smile with a fixed grin. You could have filled all the chalices that had been prepared, though you almost failed a little at stake, so a year's respite should be fine.

In this way I was able to finish the service of the Lords' Council without any harm.

Incidentally, before returning, the adults were asked to restore the collection location at Aerenfest's collection location. If we do this in large numbers, we'll be able to recover. Just because I was gone, I was a little relieved to confirm that the recovery of the collection site did not seem possible.