Ascendance of a Bookworm

Although I was told something irrational and something I wanted to argue with, I was first of all horrified that Wilfried exploded and swallowed up the maintenance of the status quo for the year. Whatever path Wilfried chooses after this, his adoptive father and adoptive mother will keep an eye on him.

"Then I'll go back to your room, too. Because you have to ask your neighbors to figure out how to shake themselves."

"Oh, right. Any minor other than a namesake has parental permission. From the point of view of maintaining the status quo for a year and leakage of information, it is basically better to think in the direction of leaving it. If you really want to serve them, you just have to grow up and go into the center."

I nodded at my adoptive father's words and remembered that I had to ask him where he had taken a step towards the door.

"... Um, adoptive father"

"What?"

"May I write to Master Ferdinand? Do you still have to be patient?

If I don't have to act as my fiancée to Wilfried to maintain the status quo, I'd like you to forgive me for about the letter. My adoptive father gave me permission to check the contents before sending them to Arlensbach, even though he looked at me as if he was still Ferdinand.

"... you really like your uncle."

That's what Vilfleet, who goes with me to the door, said in a sigh of sigh.

"I like it, but I think it's like Brother Wilfried taking care of Veronica and worrying about her. A family mentor who took care of me from an early age before the christening ceremony went on a royal fate to a place where it was not so easy to see me, and I went to an environment where I used medicine so often that if I stopped nearby, I could smell recovery pills. You'll be worried."

You must have smelled like healing pills when you stayed in the tea party room during the Territorial Battle. And when I said, Wilfried looked a little troubled.

"My uncle always smells like medicine, but can't you tell if it's a mixed smell or a constant use?"

"Huh? Can't you tell? Isn't Brother Wilfried too little opportunity for you to formulate your own? You can't formulate what you need when you need it unless you practice to tell the smell of the medicine you use all the time."

If you can't make a healing pill or amulet, you'll have trouble, and when I said it, Vilfreet looked terribly nasty.

"Rosemaine, this is advice as a brother, but common sense is strange to them. Normal lord clans don't make their own preparations."

"Huh? Master Ferdinand always made his own pills and amulets..."

"My uncle's hobby would be research or formulation? It's not the common sense of the lord clan."

Too commonly said in my face, I take confirmation, feeling my common sense breaking down.

"No... So it falls within the scope of common sense to say that for once I will also teach you nearby, but you have to be able to make your own medicine or so?

"I've never been over able to make it, and I think we should remember, but would it be the role of a civilian to make it on a daily basis?

Even if Ferdinand ever caged himself in the temple's workshop, he never put Justkus in, nor did Justkus routinely bring medication. I took it for granted that I would make my own medications that I use on a daily basis, but apparently they were different.

... I knew Master Ferdinand's standards were strange!

I had no idea that Ferdinand's standards, which I had made the aristocratic standard, deviated from the general one, even though my common sense was strange with the addition of common sense of the civilian age to the common sense of different worlds.

... No, I've always thought it was a little suspicious. But when they say it's clear like this.

"Mostly what do you have a nearby civilian for?

"My primary task as a civilian is to gather stories and write new works in the Clerk and Copy of the Temple and the House of Lords, right? Because it's difficult to make medicines and amulets, and I won't let Ferdinand's recipe leak outside easily, and it takes a lot of magic."

It's technically and magically difficult to get Philine and Lauderich to make my recovery pills, and I want Haltmut to give priority to temple work.

"You should also give the civilian a chance to prepare. Is it the result that the score of the actual moves is too low, even though it is near the Lords' side?

"... junior and intermediate aristocrats, so I thought it was something like that, but you might want to review it a little"

The paperwork is excellent without complaint, but I have never thought of relying on Filine and Lauderich in terms of using conditioning and magic. Since I am also a civilian myself, I may have to change my perception a bit, although the formulation has basically been my own.

"Dear Rosemaine,"

Brother Cornelius came running over worried that Charlotte and the others had come out but I didn't quite come out. I feel a little tickled when I find myself checking on how I am while I turn a little vigilant eye to the Vilfleet I'm with.

"I'm going back to your room. I need to talk to you about something important, so will you gather all the sides?... Otilier, don't even speak to Brunhilde"

"Yes, sir."

When I returned to my room, I confronted the assembled proximities.

"I'll tell you because I need you to figure out how to shake yourself, but it's top secret. Never leak anything else."

"Yes."

After seeing everyone respond, I open my mouth. Just a year later, around the time of next year's Lords' Conference, he announced that he would dissolve his adoption with the Lords and adopt with the Kings to the center.

"It is possible that you will be broken at the royal convenience, but we want you to recognize that you are likely to move to the center."

All of a sudden everyone looked lightly. Only Haltmoot looked as if he had expected, "What will happen to Master Wilfried?" I ask.

"Upon dissolution of the adoption with Aub, the engagement will be dissolved. This past year, we have maintained the status quo."

"Did you accept that..."

Haltmoot looked a little unexpected, so I guess I didn't think Wilfried would accept it. Turn your gaze from the somewhat contemplative Haltmoot to Brunhilde. Brunhilde, who made the choice of Second Lady of Aub, cannot come to the centre no matter what he thinks.

"To support me, I apologize to Brunhilde for her determination to become my adoptive father's Second Lady, but I want every downtown craftsman to protect the fashion of hair decorations, meals, etc. and develop it in addition to the new fashion that you think of"

Brunhilde, who said all should be pushed against the civilian population, learned that it was not something he could do with anything if ordered. They are able to go out to meetings with the merchants of the civilian population to make it mutually convenient.

"I don't mind because I made up my mind. I'll just do everything I can for Aerenfest. But what about Bertilde?

"You can treat me once this winter as a formal side-servicing apprentice and treat me in the same way as the proximities I leave in Aerenfest, or in the form of winter gaining experience under me and Brunhilde in order to serve Brunhilde from spring. Consider Bertilde's background, etc. and your sister will guide you. … although I don't think it's difficult because I can't circulate information if it's not close"

"Yes, sir."

The figure of Bertilde, who was in and out for education but has not yet officially been sidelined, is not here, nor can information flow. We'll have to get Brunhilde to deal with it.

When I finished talking to Brunhilde, who I know will definitely stay, I looked around at the anxious proximities.

"We cannot leave it at Aerenfest because this is the time of the year for minors who are dedicated to their name, and we ask the royal family to allow us to accept it. You will need parental permission for anything else minor, so you will remain in Aerenfest and those who wish will be served after adulthood."

With that said, I stare at the famous group one at a time.

"In other words, the four, named Lauderich, Matthias, Laurenz and Gretia, will be asked to come with them to the center. All but Muriella, who had said from the beginning that she wanted to give her name to Elvira, received her name ready to take care of her for the rest of her life. I'm not willing to throw you out any more than I have saved your lives."

Matthias loosened his expression slightly to my words.

"I'm afraid so. I also give my name with the intention of following you for the rest of my life, so I'm glad you didn't tell me cheaply when I give it back"

"I'm just saying my parents never reach out, but I appreciate going to the center"

Both Rhoderich and Gretia looked horrible. Laurenz wasn't the only one with the face of relief.

"I am worried about my brother in the orphanage, but I will obey the word of the Lord more than I have given my name"

"... I guess it's just not possible to take Beltram. Because you can't be noble if you take them out before the baptism ceremony, and you can't have a young child near me who isn't the year you can enter the House of Lords and officially become an apprentice at the end of the baptism ceremony"

I can't take responsibility for taking a child right after a baptismal ceremony without a guardian, even though it's central to more danger than Aerenfest in many ways.

"As my successor, it has been decided that Melchior will be the head of the temple. I will leave my temple's side service at Merhior's, so the orphanage will not suddenly be treated badly."

"Thank you for your consideration."

Laurenz kneels with his arms crossed. Apparently, he felt a division in the story, and Rhoderich raised his hand lightly and said, "What would the House of Lords treat you if you moved to the center?," he asked. That may be of concern to the minors' proximity. Filine got herself out a little bit.

"You know that the central aristocratic children go from their parent territory to the House of Lords, right? So a minor who went to the center as my sidekick will be spending a period of time in Aerenfest's dormitory going to the House of Lords. I hope it will also work in terms of exchanging information"

"Okay."

Rhoderich and Gretier nod in horror and put their hands on their cheeks as Filine thought in. Haltmoot came out a long time ago there.

"Dear Rosemaine, please take my name too"

"Hartmoot, didn't you say before that I wouldn't dedicate if I didn't want to?

"I changed my mind"

"... Huh?

"In the important phase of Master Rosemaine moving to the center, the first person to be named as the person to be taken is the one who gave his name, so I wanted to be there, too, truly."

I didn't expect to mention making a name dedication because I'm unhappy that my name wasn't among the first to be mentioned. Unexpectedly, I open my mouth in haste to conjure up a famous offering.

"Um, you know, Haltmoot. They didn't have a choice but Haltmoot had a choice, so they didn't really think about priority or anything. … er, is there unconditional trust or certainty in Haltmoot… the…"

I couldn't think of the idea that Haltmoot wouldn't follow me, I can't tell him in person, but clouds the word a bit. "That unconditional trust is the crook," Haltmoot says with a refreshing grin.

"Lady Rosemayne wouldn't be any better to take too many personnel from Aerenfest today than Aub Aerenfest and the other nobles are seeing trouble, would she? And I am likely to be left in Aerenfest in the name of protecting the temples, libraries and merchants that Lord Rosemayne cares about, using unconditional trust as a shield."

"I do think it would be comforting if you stayed. But..."

I don't think Haltmoot will stay, but before that, Haltmoot knelt before me, and took my hand.

"Take my name at all times, because I want to offer it to Lady Rosemayne without distraction from anyone. I swear I will help you."

"Please tell Clarissa that! That's not what you're gonna say in front of your fiancée."

As I pulled my hand and pointed at Clarissa, Clarissa knelt down next to Hartmoot and looked up at me with her sparkling blue eyes.

"Me too! If you take the name of Haltmoot, take not my name either, Master Rosemaine!

... Huh? Why such a reaction!?

"Clarissa, it's not that easy to decide to give your name. Since you two will be husband and wife, why don't you give each other your name and pledge your love, not mine?"

In front of my fiancée, it would be strange to think of giving names to others. As I pointed out, they looked at each other on their knees and tilted their necks.

"Huh? Do you give your name to Haltmoot?... I can't think of anything like that."

"I wholeheartedly agree with Clarissa. There's no point in dedicating your name to Clarissa. Instead, don't you two feel more connected by giving your name to Master Rosemaine?

"Well, that's nice!

... where!? Hey, where's nice!? I've been thinking about it for a while, but it's crazy, both of you.

Maybe my common sense is wrong, as pointed out to Wilfried? I'm losing a bit of confidence because we have so many opinions from both of us.

"Otilier, you know, do these two reactions fall within the common sense of aristocracy? Is it something that says we give names to others in front of our fiancée, or if we both give names to the same Lord, we feel connected?

I wanted my son and his fiancée to stop, and I turned my gaze to Otilier for help. Otilier, who was watching the two of them, smiled silently for about three seconds before slowly shaking his neck to the side.

"It's not noble common sense. Don't worry, Master Rosemaine is not wrong. It just seems... emotions are heightened by the fact that during the Lords' Conference, I was serving beside Lord Rosemayne for a short time, and there is also a slight chance that he would be left behind. I'm very afraid, Master Rosemaine. Regardless of whether you receive the first name or not, Rosemayne will not take you."

Otilier looked down at the two men kneeling before me, as if they were other personnel. I don't have to take you, I feel like following you. Maybe it's not my fault or anything.

"I have a husband, so I cannot offer him to the center, but both of them will follow him everywhere. It might be one way to keep your name for when you run too wild."

Suppressing these two at once is a broken bone, so can I consider the smiling Otilier as a noble criterion? I'm getting very anxious to see if I have common sense people around me.

"O'Tillier, may my mother say such a thing? It's synonymous with giving your name, isn't it?

"... whether you give your name or not, you can say with certainty that it's no different to what you two say and do, so wouldn't it be best to make it easier for Master Rosemaine to handle it? We're both adults, and the responsibility for what we say will be the year we can take it ourselves. Call me if you need a courier."

"Huh?"

... I threw it! Otilier is in a mode I don't want to think about anymore!?

It's a huge miscalculation that Otilier, who seems to be able to hold the reins of these two, has given up. When I turned my gaze beneath my fears, Haltmut was very happy to shine his orange eyes.

... Yes, I want to say I don't want it, but it would be very hard to say if they saw me like that.

"I also got permission from my mother, so please take my first name. The material is already gathered, so I'll make it tomorrow and bring it with me."

...... ahhh! Something's gobbling up my name! I don't seem to have the right to veto!?

I will look around, and look for the hand of salvation, something that none of my neighbours will stop me from doing. Nobody tries to help me.

"Cornelius, Darmuel"

"You can't talk about personal things like fame with no imminent danger to Master Rosemaine. If you can't take it, just cut it off with a bassari. If you're worried, you should take it. Because it reduces damage to the surrounding area."

Darmuel next to Brother Cornelius, who praised his shoulder, does not help me either, but recommends Haltmut's famous devotion.

"Cornelius is right, it would be very helpful if, if possible, you could take the name of Haltmut, along with the sides"

"Has there been any damage to the surroundings?

"Sometimes Haltmoot just gets a little jealous of the side he got his name on. It's no big deal."

... Haltmoot, that's what you were doing!?

"Cornelius, don't you think there's no need to put extra things in Lady Rosemaine's ear?

"Isn't that true? Besides, I'm going to be pushing for Rosemayne to get her name."

When Haltmut laughs at Nicole, Brother Cornelius laughs at Nicole as well. The two of them with a black grin look kind of very close. I guess what Brother Cornelius said is more true than no word of denial from anyone else.

"Okay. I'll take it. You should take it."

"When shall I bring you one? It's still good to be early."

"Dear Rosemaine, my name too, please!

"Good, really..."

"Wouldn't this calm you down a little?

And when I accepted, not only Haltmut himself, but all around him rejoiced.

... Was dedicating your name to such a knoll? You're not, are you? I'm not wrong, am I?

Where I no longer believe, Philine advances, "Lord Rosemayne, take not my name,"

"I have vowed to dedicate my story to Master Rosemaine. And bestowed the protection of Mestionora. I, the Lord of my service, had decided at that time. Plus, if you're left at Aerenfest, you're going back to your parents' house. If you can't follow me without giving me your name, I will. So take me to the center, too!

With his young leafy eyes pointed straight at me, Filine said so. I've seen Filine's ready face several times before. I know Philine's determination to pave her way desperately on her own is stiff, but I can't accept it right away.

"Philine, what do you do about Konrat? Unlike Laurenz, who gives his name, you have a choice, don't you?

Filine stiffens her expression and pulls her lips together once. And looked at me.

"I'm going to buy out a contort. Now, before baptism, if you sell your mother's form, you can buy it."

"I understand Filine's motivation and her unwillingness to leave, but what are you going to do with taking Conrad to the center?

Konrat is a man. I can't even leave it in Filine's room as a flanking side-servicing apprentice. I'm too young to let him work as a downworker in the center. Even now that Konrat is in the orphanage, the costumes are getting back from the surroundings, and Philine, who is struggling to get all the school supplies, demon stones, etc. she will need in the House of Lords, should not be able to afford to cover Konrat's clothing and lodging.

"It's..."

He saw me as Philine asked for help. But I have already been scolded by Ferdinand for going too far. I can't take care of Konrat any more than I can take care of Filine. I don't even think taking the orphaned civilian Konrat to the center will happily connect.

"We will not rush to conclusions. Take a little more time, ask him what Conrad wants, and then, it won't be too late to draw conclusions. Why don't you worry about it for a year?

"... Yes"

Filine drops her shoulder and pulls back.

"Dear Rosemaine, give me some time to think too. Whether you want to follow me or not, it changes the way I treat you, whether I follow you before or after marriage, and that leaves me with a lot to think about whether I should get married in the summer, etc."

Brother Eckhardt is handing over the hall, and Brother Cornelius, who is beginning to prepare for marriage, said so. "I will obey Cornelius," Leonore smiles. Hot is all that matters.

... Oh, but I also have to report it to your father and mother.

Your father was there when I first declared that I was "the next Zent candidate," and the circumstances are informed because your father's consent is absolutely necessary to dissolve Aerenfest's adoption. But I don't know if even my mother can talk through it or if I can pass it through.

… I would like to tell you that I will go to the center because I also have to take over the printing business.

I would have to ask my adoptive father again. With that in mind, I turn my gaze to Brother Cornelius and Darmuel, who at some point is at a distance from Leonore.

"What will Darmuel do?

As far as I'm concerned, I want Darmuel, who knows all sorts of circumstances, but I can't force him even though he's struggling with Aerenfest being a junior aristocrat. The soldiers in Lower Town have sold their faces and depend on them, so I don't think it's a bad idea to have Lower Town protected here.

"... I can't make a decision very quickly. Let me think a little too."

"Okay. What about Eudit...?

I turn my gaze to Eudit. Eudit smiled a little sadly.

"I think I will remain in Aerenfest. My father told me about my marriage when I returned to Kilnberga. You won't get permission to grow up and go out to the center, and you won't have the courage to keep up until you give your name."

Parental permission is required for minors to do anything. Parents also decide to marry. And there's no way I can easily be determined to put my life in the hands of others to Eudit, who doesn't have a family situation or a reason to survive. If we look at the exchange between Eudit and Theodore in the House of Lords, we can see that he is a close family. You won't be able to do anything like jump out of the house.

"Although Eudit seems to feel somewhat guilty, it is normal that minors remain, that they cannot obtain parental permission, or that they cannot dedicate their names. There's something wrong with Haltmoot and Clarissa."

When I said so, Eudit saw Haltmoot and Clarissa, and became a convincing face.

"Both Brunhilde and Otilier will remain. It's not a bad choice to stay. Eudit also stay in Aerenfest and help Brunhilde"

"Yes!"

I exhale howlingly into the bright smile of Eudit, whose shoulder strength has fallen out. Rezelator slapped Pong and Eudit on the shoulder and smiled, "Let's work together," he said.

"I am a trail daughter, and I am already engaged to Lord Wilfried's side. It's not that easy to get out of Aerenfest. After Rosemayne has gone to the center, we will serve as a sidekick to Brunhilde and help send the Aerenfest book for Rosemayne."

That's what Lieselator said, leaving Angelica the only side that hasn't responded to anything. Everyone's gaze turns to nature and Angelica.

"What will Angelica do?

"What do you think Master Rosemaine should do?

Angelica leaned her neck and asked me for an answer.

... No, I'm asking the question, because it's me. It's Angelica's life choice!?

Rezelator laughed couscous as he still wanted to hold his head against Angelica, who was unwilling to think for himself.

"I think your sister should go to the center with Lady Rosemaine."

"Rezelator"

"My parents will be more relieved than my sister is going to really marry Master Bonifatius, because the Knights in the center are stronger than the Knights in Aerenfest"

"I'm coming."

Angelica responded instantly to the words of the reseller. But I want you to think about it some more. Your father and mother must have had clan meetings to decide who Angelica was to marry. You want me to marry Traugot or you want me to marry my uncle? What the hell will happen to that one?

"Angelica, but marriage is..."

"I have no particular problem if I can't, and I don't feel like I can serve a Lord other than Lord Rosemaine"

... That may be true, but I'm not saying it with such a crisp face!

"Dear Rosemayne, you're going to be talking at my house once more than you're going to get rid of adoption, right? Shouldn't you and your parents talk then? I don't think Angelica's marriage can be decided at Angelica's discretion."

On the help boat of Brother Cornelius, I decided to ask your father and mother for their views as well with regard to Angelica's companionship.