Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Welcome back, sister"

"Back, Rosemaine!

When I got out of between the transfer teams, Charlotte, my uncle and the side of the voicemail greeted me. Beyond that there is both Merhior and Vilfleet. I see him talking to Mr. and Mrs. Aub, who are returning earlier, as he returns from a high-profile person.

"Rosemaine, Charlotte. The meeting of the Lords' clan will take place tomorrow afternoon. Be careful not to delay."

My adoptive father, who noticed my arrival, called us so with a normal face. I also reply, "Yes, I did," admiring only a little bit of the look on my face that does not make me feel at all that this is a meeting to report on my becoming the king's adopted daughter.

"Get some rest today so we can get out to tomorrow's meeting"

When I escort my adoptive mother and her adoptive father to the residence area of the main building, I begin to walk with my brothers, uncles and proximity to the north.

"Rosemaine, isn't this how you can escort?

That's what my uncle said with his hands on his hips.

"I'm very afraid, Master Bonifatius. I was wondering if escorts are inherently the help of Mr. Wilfried..."

Leonore speaks to his uncle with a slightly troubled face. "My uncle said Wilfried would give me the opportunity to make contact with my rare granddaughter," he objected, while asking for Wilfried's consent.

"... it's hard for Master Bonifatius to escort Rosemaine with a feast or something, so why not just go from here to the far north?

"It's dangerous to let your uncle escort Rosemaine."

"What are you saying, Cornelius!? If you don't move your hips hands, escorting them won't be a problem!?

My escort knights are on guard because I have been in danger several times with my uncle involved, but my uncle said so with his hands on his waist.

"Then I'll see if my uncle really can't move his hips."

With a serious face, Brother Cornelius and Angelica started checking strength by trying to move their lower back hands or hanging them several times.

... too harsh! I know Brother Cornelius and his brothers are serious, but because Brother Wilfried and Charlotte are laughing!

Melhior looks envious, "Sounds like fun," but Wilfried and Charlotte clearly have a face they enjoy wanting to laugh at.

"As you can see, it's not going to collapse at all. I don't think Mr. Rosemayne's arm will get tired if we grab him around here."

After taking a moment to verify it, Brother Cornelius admitted that I could not help but grab it. I will walk with my hand around my uncle's wrist, which Brother Cornelius indicated. My uncle seems to care a lot about speed, and I wonder if he has managed to look escort-style.

... I can only say escort-style because I feel like I'm going to grab it rather than arm it, and from the side, it looks like I'm grabbing it by the leather.

I'm still not tall enough to make you look like a regular escort.

... Come on, come on. Protect the god of fire, Ryden Shaft! I'm looking forward to growing up!

"Sister, how was your first Lords' meeting? I was very surprised to hear from Bonifatius that it was not just the first day of the star knot ritual, but the last day of the service."

"I was surprised, too. The royal family asked me to translate the modern language in the underground library."

I asked you, but you're right, but I'm not telling Charlotte that. Then in my story when I was translating modern language with Hannelore and the royal family in the basement library, I caught up talking about what was okay to say to the outside, and I heard about Aerenfest from the Charlottes who were leaving messages.

"We helped Master Bonifatius with the magic supply. Then he remembered to celebrate with Melhior and Brother Vilfreet."

"Oh, if Merhior hadn't remembered the baptismal celebration... we would have remembered it together. Would it be more efficient than remembering alone?

They're working on the number of challenges put out of Haltmoot at the temple with Melhior's proximity about to cry. For that reason, it appears that Vilfleet and Charlotte were helping to memorize Merhior.

"Did you get results?

"Yes. I remember the baptismal celebration. And then, after the magic supply, we can move."

Merhior also provides service in the temple, so it seemed quick to get used to the magic supply to the underlying magic. I arrived at the northern detachment while listening to such daily stories at Aerenfest.

"Dear uncle, thank you for escorting me."

"Uhm. See you at dinner..."

Apparently, he was concentrating all nerves on his lower back hand. His uncle seemed very satisfied with the successful completion of the escort. I turned my heel back in a good mood.

When I return to my room, I will tell the adult proximities who accompanied me to the Lords' Conference to rest until tomorrow afternoon's meeting and ask them to take turns with the minor proximities. The escort knight and the civilian are easy because of the number of people, but the side service leads to one Greater Tier, so I was wondering what was wrong, and the reseller went one step forward.

"Dear Rosemayne, it will be difficult for Gretia alone, so I will stay."

"Rezelator, but..."

"Unlike Otilier, who served me to the underground library every day, I'm only in the dorm."

I know the leaselator wasn't just in the dorm because I was preparing tea and carrying lunch from the dorm. Still, it would mainly disqualify to strain the Greater by leaving aside the care of the sidelines.

"Well, I'll give Lieselator two days off the day after tomorrow, so thank you for today and tomorrow"

"Yes, sir."

The escort knights each return to their dormitories and homes, and two of the clerks return with Otilier. Beginning with the unpacking brought back by Lieselator and Gretia, I spend time receiving reports from Filine and Lauderich on the state of the temple or reading what was copied to me.

... can we get everyone close together and talk right after the Lords' clan meeting? Oh, I have to speak to Brunhilde, too.

The dinner table was time to hear the report from everyone who remained at Aerenfest, and this report was at the meeting.

And there will be a debriefing of the Lords clan. A debriefing that brings together many members of the Lords' clan and their proximity, the Knights and the upper echelons of the civilian population, but only slightly different than usual this year in that Merhior, not yet the year of admission to the House of Lords, was also ordered to attend.

"I don't know why I was called"

"Isn't there an important report for the Lords clan, regardless of age?

To the gaze of Wilfried, who said that he knew something, I laughed and replied, "If you go to a meeting, you'll see". There can be no exposure here: "For by becoming the king's adopted daughter Melchior must take over the temple chief".

As we surrounded the tense Melchior, we took ourselves to the conference room and reached the seats that were set. The proximity that I have brought is Otilier of the side service, Hartmut of the civilian, Brother Cornelius of the escort knight.

It is also as usual for the Lords and their wives to come in after the civil servants and flanking servants are ready quickly and everyone is ready.

"Everyone seems to have it all. I will now report to the Lords' Council."

By the words of his adoptive father, the debriefing can begin.

"There have been many contacts this year due to another major change. There have been many important decisions, so be careful not to overhear them."

It began with the announcement of rank, just like the usual years. It is stated that what I was asking Anastasius to do in the territorial rivalry was merit, and that the rankings were set aside and instead treated as winning territories.

"Oh, that's, that's..."

The fact that some of the relief voices went up for not being ranked really gave me a good look at the current situation where the adults weren't following me.

"But if you become a winner, you will also be burdened"

"... Huh?

"You would know that Crassenburg co-manages the former Zausgarth, Dunkelferger and Arlensbach the former Berkeshtock? Drevanhel, who does not manage the land because of his distant loser territory, has produced a large number of senior aristocrats to support the center. Because of this, there are many Lordship candidates who cannot move to the center, but there are few senior aristocrats in the territory."

Naturally, Guillesenmeier and Houfretze, who are relatives by royalty and marriage, also bear a huge burden so that they can support the current royalty. They told me that Aerenfest, which has hitherto been a neutral territory and bears nothing but the burdens imposed on all the territories, would also bear the burdens to support the royalty.

"... what the hell is that...?

After looking around at the war-torn nobles and stopping his gaze at me, the adoptive father said, "Next year, it will be an announcement".

"But it's not just the burden. In order to quickly increase the number of Aerenfest nobles, for five years we were asked to acknowledge that our marriage to Aerenfest was limited to son-in-law and dowry, so that we could have forty magic implements given to our birth children. Whatever the burden, we can increase the nobility of Aerenfest."

... Oh, you think it's a burden on Aerenfest that I'll be adopted by the royal family?

Reports of divine relations are made, including the postponement of Ferdinand's rite of star knot, the service ceremony held in the Lords' Council, and the possibility for even adults to re-challenge the rite of consecration, as reactions split between nobles who are anxious to see how much burden they can impose if there is so much compensation.

It was also told that the royal glowing of the magic formation in the service dance no longer made the next Zent candidate Dietrinde the only one.

Then the changes in the House of Lords from next year were told, such as the change in the Acquisition Year of Stalp, the consequent change in the content of the lecture, and the fact that the service ceremony was to take place on the last day of the Lords' Meeting and also in the House of Lords in the form of joint research with Crassenburg.

"Is Acquisition of Starp Going Back to Third Grade? That doesn't mean we can afford more aristocracy, does it?

"It seems that the quality of Starp varies depending on the magic compression and the protection you get. Dunkelferger and Aerenfest's joint research will increase the number of students who will receive protection from multiple gods from now on. And by holding a service ceremony at the Lords' Conference, even adults will be able to reacquire your protection. It's important to improve the quality of your Starp."

In the words of his adoptive father, the nobles first showed a convincing face.

"The education curriculum will change from next year, so it might be hard for the kids to study."

"What I was doing at Starp is a practical skill, so it doesn't seem to make that much difference in my seating grades. Ask Dr. Maurice about his education program when he was a third grader at Stalp."

Hmm, my adoptive father nodded. I basically taught in the children's room because it was seating, so I don't think it would require so much curricular change.

"Instead, shouldn't we consider that biblical picture books and educational toys to sell will raise the average score in many territories in a few years?

"Oh, right. For the Bible picture books and educational toys that unlocked the launch, they were advertised on the spot to which they were dedicated to the royal family. I think it caught a lot of interest. Tell the Plantan Chamber of Commerce to prepare the numbers."

"It's something I make by hand in winter, so I can't increase it where I've ordered it from now on. It would be better to order mass production this winter for next year when Grechelle is ready and we can increase our business partners"

I told them about the lifting of the ban on Biblical pictures books, so they are reported to be mass-produced to some extent, but it is not possible to increase them from now on.

"Right. You'll be able to increase the number of transactions a little next year, so your prep is a priority."

To what extent is Grechelle getting ready? I would have to ask when I communicate the results of this briefing.

"In the early summer there will be a funeral for Aub Ahrensbach, which must be attended. You will leave Florencia of your weight and I will be on my way alone. Prepare yourself for that."

Regardless of your tenacity with Georgine, you can't be unavailable for a funeral in the neighboring territory, the adoptive father said. My adoptive father's absence is troublesome because I also have to get him to see if Ferdinand's hidden room, which the royal family promised me, is really built.

... I'd really like to make sure with my own eyes...

I am not originally physically fit for a long journey on top of being full of succession and preparation for a new life, and two of my escort knights cannot be taken before Georgine. You won't be allowed to go to Arlensbach in this state. If I were to accompany my adoptive father, I think it would be Wilfried or Charlotte.

And it was reported that the princess of Lanzenave refused to come, that the knights who used the torque were disposed of and removed from the Central Knights, that the next Zent was almost determined by the glow of the magic formation in the star knot ritual of Gigisvalt and Adolphine, and that interest in divinity was growing with everyone experiencing divinity.

"That's all I have to tell everyone. Pay people. From now on, it's really just the Lords. Get out of the room, including the side."

After the completion of a single report, the adoptive father orders his closest men to leave the conference room. There has never been a discussion, such as that that that takes place after the Lords' Conference debriefing until we have sidelined them.

"Aub!?

"What the hell..."

As everyone raised their voices of surprise, the adoptive father waited quietly for everyone to leave the room without opening his mouth.

"Dear Rosemaine..."

"It's Aub's order. Otiliers, please leave the room."

I exhaled slowly, commanding the care-giving proximities to leave the room. The upper management and the proximity leave the room exploring what will happen and what will happen to each other. The remaining clan of lords had a very nervous face except for Mr. and Mrs. Aub and me, who knew all the circumstances.

"Everybody, take this..."

My adoptive father handed me an anti-bugging magic device. After leaving the vicinity, Merhior took the magic fixture with a small tremor to put in enough precautions to still use the magic fixture.

"What the hell are you saying?

By the voice of his uncle, his adoptive father finally opened his mouth.

"A year later, it was decided that Rosemaine would be the king's adopted daughter. And you will be engaged to Prince Gigisvalt"

Everyone who was first heard by his adoptive father looked lightly at him. He doesn't seem to know what to say right away, opens and closes his mouth slightly, but no words come out. To everyone who doesn't seem to understand, the adoptive father continues in a quiet tone.

"A year's time was given as a preparation period for moving to the centre. In the meantime, Rosemaine's safety is also considered, and no other territory is to be informed about the adoption of her daughter. We have to keep the status quo on the outside and get ready to move inside."

I don't talk about Gluthris Heights. I'm not sure if I can get it, and I don't know how that will be handled, so I'm supposed to stay down. The only thing that can be taught to those who need a succession at Aerenfest is that in a year's time, they will be adopted by the king and go to the center.

Charlotte may be the one who understood best what would happen as a result of my becoming the king's adopted daughter. Looking back at Ba and Vilfleet. Vilfleet stays on the lookout, solidifying and not moving. Just one thing, I was staring at my adoptive father to eat in.

Melchior said, "So what's the temple...?" and his uncle's voice rashes into a whispering voice.

"... what are you talking about, Zilvester!? That Rosemaine is the king's adopted daughter!? The Lordship Candidate cannot be moved to the center."

He ate at his adoptive father with his voice rough and disturbed, but his adoptive father just slowly shakes his neck to the side.

"Rosemaine is my adopted daughter. If we dissolve the adoption, we return to the status of senior aristocrat, Calstead's daughter. There's nothing wrong with moving to the center."

"Did those swallow such unscrupulous demands!?

"It's a royal order. I've been given various conditions, but I can't afford not to swallow more than being a royal fate."

That's exactly what my adoptive father said. My uncle said, "Conditions?," he said, staring at his adoptive father with his eyes glistened. But my adoptive father quietly returned the answer, as he had imagined it would be a reaction.

"Did I tell you earlier? Five years so we can have more nobility is to set limits on marriage, to get magic equipment for children."

"Is that all?!?

That's all he sold Rosemaine to the center, and he takes a seat and says to his exorbitant uncle that his adoptive father did not speak at the debriefing.

"To issue an order for the return of Aerenfest nobles who went to the center; to admit Rosemayne as a burden on Aerenfest to adopt him; and to avoid the Ferdinand coalition and improve treatment. That's it. Since last year, when Ferdinand took the liberty of making arrangements with the royal family and couldn't have done Aerenfest a profitable profit, I've done an Aub-like job."

My uncle, who was listening to my adoptive father, opened his blue eyes with excitement.

"Avoiding Ferdinand's Syndication and Improving Treatment!? What the hell would that be? Not at all commensurate with Rosemaine's adoption, such as avoiding the union and improving the treatment of those who went to other territories as son-in-law. Wouldn't it also be in Aerenfest's interest? Brother, have you lost your blood on cuteness?

If it were Aub Aerenfest, the adoptive father looked disgusted and pointed at me to the uncle who told him to put on better terms.

"Ferdinand's collusion avoidance and improved treatment are the conditions put out by Rosemaine. Not on the terms I put out."

At that moment, everyone's gaze turned to me. My uncle seemed so surprised that his jaw seemed to fall off that he wandered his gaze.

"Rosemaine, who, you didn't think of Ferdinand? Something in the temple..."

"Uncle, I'm not worried about Ferdinand. Is it so strange to worry about family members?... Will my uncle forget about me as soon as I go to the center? Are you telling me you can't call me granddaughter and have nothing to do with it?

That's a little sad, and when I asked, my uncle immediately denied me, "That's not true," he said.

"Eliminating adoptions with Zilvester makes no difference to being my granddaughter"

"So is that an emotion called a suspicion?

"... hey, what?

I smile nicely at my uncle, who has a decent face.

"I think my concern for Master Ferdinand is the same as my uncle's concern for me trying to get far away. I couldn't accept the royal family, but I really asked Ferdinand to return it to Aerenfest."

That would have cleaned up most of Aerenfest's problems such as magic, risegang, taking over the temple and printing duties, I would add. "... I made a strange evil push," my uncle sat down with a slight drop of his shoulder.

"Is Rosemaine not averse to going to the center?

"Yes. Let go of my precious printing workshop and library and go from the environment in which the new book was being delivered to the environment in which I would even be reluctant to build a library in the building in which I live. It's full of grievances."

The dissatisfaction with a lower standard of living does not disappear so easily. I'm hoping to build a printing workshop in the center as soon as possible, and I need to figure out if I can improve the transfer team that connects Aerenfest to the center and get the new issue delivered smoothly.

"But Master Ferdinand did not resist the royal fate, and he went to Arlensbach. I can't help it because I'm a royal fate too. I can only be the king's adopted daughter and bring Aerenfest to life, but I'd like to help a little."

My adoptive father clasped his shoulder at my uncle, who opened his mouth to say something yet.

"His granddaughter will marry the royal family. Would that be a pleasure? It's not commensurate with Wilfried. Rosemayne said there was nothing wrong with Wilfried."

That's what my adoptive father said to the sigh mix, and my uncle changes his complexion slightly and turns his gaze to Wilfried. Wilfried smiled sarcastically and looked at his uncle.

"Now I know you don't have to look surprised like that, Master Bonifatius"