Ascendance of a Bookworm

I was told not to leave fluttering, I could only do enough to memorize what was written about the practice of the service dance and the demands on the royalty. There are not many opportunities to get out of the room. It's about time for the knights of Arlensbach to work and encourage when they come for a meal and when they eat.

Ferdinand comes to the dorm at meals in front of the building to make a report about the outhouse. For this reason, as when we were in the castle, the Lords were not eating in the dining room, but eating in separate rooms, and it was time to exchange information.

When I first went to the dining room, my adoptive mother and Charlotte, who saw me up close, gave me a faint look, but only my adoptive father said, "You've turned into one," and then he said, "How are you glowing, what is this?" and began to look at it with a round face of curiosity. I was quite relieved by the way my adoptive mother was fond of me, but it didn't change even before the power of the goddess.

"With your permission and the Demon Stone, I activated the out-of-house transfer formation earlier. I'm sending a message, so as soon as possible, the side with your luggage will be here in about a bell."

By the way, I've already got permission to use the outhouse. They told the royal family that they wouldn't mind using whatever they wanted because it was originally an out-of-house that was supposed to be given to me. Ferdinand told me with a grin that felt like a grumpy culmination, but I am glad that the Arlensbach people who can't get into the dorm are not going to be like wild lodging.

"That was helpful. Thank you. I know, Master Ferdinand. The same goes for my luggage, but many of the proximity people who accompanied me to Arlensbach must have sent my luggage to Arlensbach, so there seemed to be some trouble without it. Besides, I have trouble only Arlensbach can come and go...... what's wrong, adoptive father?

If I tilted my neck, it wasn't just my adoptive father. Something's wrong with the complexion around me. My adoptive father and adoptive mother are gazing at each other with suspicion of behavior, and Charlotte is horny like she said something too. Your father looked bitter and looked at his adoptive father, although he didn't know what the signal was. My adoptive father coughs one up uncomfortably and opens his mouth.

"Ahhh, Gohon. Rosemayne. Ferdinand said he activated the out-of-house transfer formation..."

"Yep. Because it was necessary to rescue him, Ferdinand's magic was already registered during the supply. I didn't think there would be a change in my magic with the coming of the goddess, so it was helpful to have Master Ferdinand registered."

Ferdinand is now running in my stead as the only family of lords in Arlensbach. Life, I don't know what's lucky.

"Ferdinand, is that... that, I mean, is that what you mean? You didn't even have to say hello to the Supreme God to speed up the arrival of winter without waiting for autumn, did you?

"What are you talking about, who is it? Calm down a little."

"The others are too calm. I don't know why!

... It's this way that I don't know why.

When I am a poker, my adoptive mother breaks in between Nico and a gentle smile.

"Dear Mr. Zilvester, if you would like to talk more about this, please do so between your lords. I'm eating now."

The Gilberta Chamber of Commerce costume was delivered the morning of the day the discussion with the royal family took place. It is a costume made of Aerensbach thin cloth given to me by Ferdinand on Aerenfest dyed cloth. It also contained hair decorations to match the costume. Just as I ordered.

"It looks like you can see a little light through a thin cloth and it is very beautiful. Touri's hair decorations are as wonderful as ever."

"Yep. It's really beautiful."

... Who's Touri? My hair decorator?

I was so confused as I laughed and nodded at Brunhilde for helping me change. I totally forgot the name of my hair decorator, and I should have ordered it face-to-face, but I can't think of a person named Touri's face at all.

... Why?... This is the price you paid for lending your body to the goddess?

I don't know how much to think about, but I'm done. What else am I forgetting? Is there nothing wrong with forgetting? My spine tingled. It hurt like my stomach area was squeezed. I don't know what the hell I'm forgetting or how I can remember. I am losing my memory in an unnatural way without consciousness. That was indescribable fear.

... Calm down. It's okay. There's got to be some way.

I woke up. My memories were still confusing shortly after and I completely forgot about the Airvermeins, but I could remember them right away. Although it would be a hopeful prediction, the memories that are disappearing by the goddess should not be completely lost.

"Princess, Master Ferdinand is with you. He wants to hold a meeting first."

Upon being informed of the arrival of someone who could consult with the goddess, I immediately tried to leave the room. The moment it moves, Angelica wears a silver cloth and holds it up.

"Angelica, please treat Master Rosemaine a little more politely. The movement is getting a little messy. Master Rosemaine is not luggage. Please be aware that you are honored to carry the incarnation of the Goddess and treat it with respect and care"

"Okay. I'll be careful."

I hear Clarissa complaining to Angelica about my treatment. Although I did think that Angelica was getting used to it gradually and the handling was starting to look like work, now I'm more concerned about the memory deficit than Angelica's way of carrying it. I want you to carry it quickly, as it can be a little violent.

Upon entering the tea party room, Ferdinand had already activated the range designated anti-bugging magic equipment to wait. Sitting in a chair across the street, the side servants prepare their tea and get out of range.

"Rosemaine, do you remember what I was giving you?

"I remember... but it's harder than that. Me, I still lack memory. I can't remember the name or face of the artisan who made this hair decoration..."

I complained to Ferdinand about my memory deficiency, touching the hair ornaments inserted in my hair. Ferdinand nodded, however, not even showing how he had moved in particular.

"What else? Perhaps the name and face of the dyer who dyed that costume cloth aren't connected either?

"The dyer?... not connected. Do you know anything about Master Ferdinand? What makes you say that your memory is not disappearing, it is not connected? Are you hearing anything from the goddess? Please tell me."

When I stood up unexpectedly, I was told to sit back. As far as I'm concerned, I'm in such a hurry to grab my shoulder and shake it and ask, but I just can't hear my voice and I can see it round from the sides who are holding back.

"... I wanted to keep you in the library. He said that Mestionora interfered with memories that were deeper into his mind than his obsession with reading. I haven't turned it off, I hear it's in a disconnected state. I didn't get any more specific answers than that, but there are not so many beings that take precedence over the Goddess's library for you. Predictable if you are a person, but difficult to predict when it comes to matters you are unconsciously carrying."

Memories that, although I have no idea for myself, are more deeply ingrained in my heart than reading should be more important to me than anything else. It's troublesome that it stays gone.

"How do I get my memories back? Does Master Ferdinand understand?

"It's harder now than there isn't any kind of medicine or time. At least not after the election of the new Zent. Most of the beings that matter to you are civilians and in Aerenfest. There is nothing wrong with encounters in the House of Lords. I'll work with you later, so just wait a little longer."

"Later, is it? Absolutely, isn't it?

Ferdinand nodded and undertook one thing, as I pressed my precautions. If Ferdinand knows how, I can feel a little relieved.

"Can I give priority to the meeting? We don't have time."

"Yes."

"Aub Aerenfest, I appreciate this time providing a forum for discussion. In the battle ahead, Dunkelferger experienced a real ditter. Thank you very much."

Almost at the same time as the four bells rang, came the couple of Aub Dunkelferger and their proximity. The invitees are Mr. and Mrs. Aub of Aerenfest, so the two are welcoming guests. Me and Ferdinand are invitees today.

The Aub Dunkelfergers, who came into the Tea Party Room, look at me in my seat first and open their eyes wide, then walk straight ahead of me. Turning his gaze to Ferdinand, Ferdinand nodded one thing. It is a signal to stay put.

Mr. and Mrs. Aub of Dunkelferger knelt before me.

"It's Mestionora, the goddess of wisdom. Bless you, Dunkelferger."

Ferdinand told me beforehand not to change the response from before to those around me, so I would not have been knelt like this, except Hartmoot and Clarissa. But this seems to be the ordinary response of the aristocracy that preceded the power of the goddess.

They said that when you get on track because you are only kneeling against the power of the goddess, not me, you will have a hard time when your strength disappears. I don't know what it's like to be on track, but until now, I've been dealing with you in a lower position, and Aub Dunkelferger is kneeling before me. I feel like the first time Benno and I were kneeling.

"Aub Dunkelferger. I'm sorry, but I'm only gaining the power of a goddess. I can't bless you as a goddess because you remain rosemaine inside"

"Oh, that's too bad."

Though it became a slightly shattered response, there still seems to be an influence of the Goddess's might, and Aub and his wife in Dunkelferger do not break their attitude that I am the superior.

"I had no idea, such as being able to fight with the incarnation of a real goddess. The knights of our realm regretted wanting to see how they worked if they could."

The conversation also begins while the side servants begin to brew tea. Mostly, it's about what Aub Dunkelferger and the knights did in this battle. There are still a lot of knights in Dunkelferger's dorm with the excitement of massive ditters.

The knights of Arlensbach watching and interrogating the Lanzenave are not in the mood of a celebration, but a big difference, even though they seem tingly.

"We hear that Aub Dunkelferger will be appointed to Zent depending on the royal response.... What will the royal family do about this situation?

I look out for the door as the First Lady says so worryingly. I am not worried about royalty either. Likewise, when I saw the door, it seemed that there had been news of the visitors and the door had been opened by the side servants.

"Aub Aerenfest. Appreciate the offer of this occasion"

I hear a little plundered Traokvar greeting, and royalty comes in all over. Slow traockvar and the First Lady, Gigisvalt and Adolphine, Anastasius and Eglantine, then Hildebrandt and Magdalena, who are both hands on a fur muff that is spring but cylindrical. The third lady Magdalena is with us because she took part in the battle in the auditorium and because she is Hildebrandt's mother.

... Everyone looks pale. I think maybe Prince Anastasius and Lady Magdalena are asking me a lot...

A royal lined up before me before Traokvar.

"It's Mestionora, the goddess of wisdom. Bless us not."

"We want to reward you for your sincerity and hard work. Prince Gigisvalt has also received a permit..."

I turn my gaze to Haltmoot. I immediately grabbed a leather bag and Haltmut arrived. Gigisvalt looks at me alternately with his adoptive father and becomes a troubled face that slightly offends him.

"No, it's..."

"I'm so sorry. I got a permit because of this, but it was a streak of intense fighting, which damaged my chain. I thought I had to give it back as soon as I could."

I take my permit out of the leather bag I received from Haltmut. We really need to return it as soon as possible. Last night, when I was checking what I was returning, I was put in a drooling state by the power of the goddess, and the chains were completely goldened.

"Rosemaine, don't grab that with your bare hands..."

"Ah!"

Ferdinand's attention was a little slow. The demonic stone part was supposed to keep its shape, but because I got pinched, it becomes salad and golden powder. I found the kneeling royalty breathtaking as I saw something incredible. It's a little bit of an accident. I want forgiveness.

"Or overlapping. I'm sorry. … but the golden powder was powdered by the power of the goddess, so the ingredients in the formula will have a high rarity value, a high magic content, and a lot of attributes, and all values will be high."

I offer every leather bag with gold powder to Gigisvalt, slightly out of sight. Gigisvalt, who received the leather bag, was solidified for a few seconds, but received it with a nickel and a gentle smile.

"This permit seems to have helped."

Where Gigisvalt apparently managed to recover, Huh Ferdinand leaked a grin and touched my hair ornament.

"Is it gold powder by the power of the goddess? As long as Prince Gigisvalt envies you."

...... Materials in this place!? You Mad Scientist. Your royal eyes are swimming on the way to greet you!

Read the air, angry in my heart, and I smile like a goddess.

"Oh dear Ferdinand, if you need one too, I will golden you. However, do not prepare your own materials or magic stones."

"I thank you for the generosity of Mestionora's incarnation"

Ferdinand smiles poisonously like a demon king and utters teasing words. I'm in a much better mood for how happy I am with the new research material.

... It's a good thing Master Ferdinand is in a good mood. Even for royalty......

"Let's have lunch before we talk"

Encouraged me to take my seat. Everyone gets to their seats, and the sidekicks start working on the payroll. Although I ask for a minimum number of people to accompany me, it feels a little narrower than at a tea party that invited lord candidates from all the territories.

Hildebrandt's muff is removed. Below the muff, which I felt was out of season, was a shackle that sealed the stapes. The gaze of the non-royalty concentrates there.

"Sturp is something that you can't possibly have gotten by nature. Anything obtained by fraud must be prohibited from being used."

I leaned down with a face that seemed desperate for Hildebrandt to cry over the harsh Magdalena words. I can tell you that I've already been asked to plead with you about the sins I've committed. Even if it was instigated, sin is sin. I felt bitter remembering when Wilfried walked into the white tower without knowing.

... I wonder if I can do something about it like then.

Staring at Hildebrandt, I noticed Eglantine staring at me. He's as beautiful as ever. But I don't know what kind of smile you're looking for, so I just vaguely smiled.

"Today we have a menu of Arlensbach ingredients finished with Aerenfest cooking methods"

My adoptive father started lunch by introducing me to the menu. The topic during the meal was the investigation of the Central Knights and the current situation in the House of Lords.

"The investigation into the Knights fanned by Lao Blount is well under way. The auditorium seemed to interact not only with those of the Central Knights, but also with those of Lanzenave. According to the civilian present in the investigation, I heard that those who were in the auditorium had a fairly diminished influence of the torque. Although there is a somewhat vague part, the ability to read memories makes it quite easy to identify criminals and associates"

Ferdinand saw me in the words of Gigisvalt.

"Because you washed away everything you brought in from Lanzenave."

"The power of the goddess of water is amazing."

I didn't think I could even wash out the torque. Anastasius, who had been caught up and launched into the spectator's seat, looked disgusted, but that is the goddess who has the power to push away the Averibe and invite spring.

The fact that there may be others who use the Troke means that almost everyone in the central nobility is receiving Vashen, he said. Torque un-users lose water in seconds, but those used do not disappear until the impact is faded.

"I wondered if I could be drowned by my own proximity before being executed as the person responsible for this one"

It was Traokvar who said that with a slightly distant eye. Apparently the impact was most severe as it seemed to have been used for a long time by the laobroots that were leaping in to make Jervagio the next Zent.

"The current state of affairs in the House of Lords, but in addition to a request for rescue from Dunkelferger, Aub Krassenburg said he rushed with the border gates glowing"

"The same goes for Guillessenmaire and Houfretze. It's not the time for the Lords' Conference, but it's a state where all the Aubs are gathering in the House of Lords."

That's what Eglantine and Adolphine said. He's desperately trying to gather information in the House of Lords, where the battle is already over, because the only upper realm that Dunkelferger has requested rescue is the "Arlensbach to Lanzenave people getting in the center" information. But neither the royal family nor Dunkelferger have decided one thing ahead, so they're now in silence.

After lunch, desserts and tea are brought to the table, discussing the status report enough to make the meal taste good. When they were ready, the proximity was lowered once. Discussions from here on forward are to be held without proximity.

I looked around everyone and took a slow, deep breath once, after I tried to call them in Ordnants if I needed them and asked them to back off.

"I would now like to start talking about the election of a new Zent. As you already know, the other day Mestionora, the goddess of wisdom, descended upon me. Both Mestionora and Master Airvermein want a new Zent for Jürgenschmidt as soon as possible."

"Now give your father a gluthris height..."

"Dear Gigisvalt,"

Gigisvalt spoke to shelter Traokvar, but Adolphine, sitting next to him, stopped him "You are blocking the words of the superior". It would be because I grew up royal and don't know any superiors other than my father.

Gigisvalt corrects his posture like a hack, "I'm sorry," he urges me to go ahead.

"Zent, whom the gods desire, is dyed the foundations of Jürgenschmitt. Since what the royal family is supplying today is not the foundation of Jürgenschmidt, he says the magic will run out soon and Jürgenschmidt itself will collapse."

The royal family opened their eyes simultaneously. It would have been a shock. Because they told me that the foundation I was desperate to use was something else.

"It's not like it's completely different. The supply in the central royal palace is connected between the prayers of the central temple, and the magic equipment between the prayers of the central temple is connected between the supplies in the House of Lords. Magic is being sent to the foundation from between its supplies. We need magic to deliver magic, so it's getting to the ground, but it's not enough to maintain Jürgenschmidt."

It is by the time it reaches the foundations of Jürgenschmitt in the House of Lords that there are too many magical loses. There will be no change in the sense of imprisonment.

"Now let's get Gluthris Height sooner..."

"Yeah, we need to elect a new Zent. The new Zent will be swallowed with demands from the gods. Please know that first."

"Demand from the gods," he said?

I nodded cocklessly as Anastasius stared round his eyes. The demands from the gods meant that everyone corrected their posture once. Unfortunately for everyone who did, it is not the demands of the gods, but the demands of Ferdinand, who interpreted the words of the gods in a good way.

"To satisfy the foundations as soon as possible; to accept the people of Lanzenave as those of Jürgenschmitt; not to be allowed to be punished for taking lives when it comes to this disturbance; and to make the next generation of Zent a wiser one than Mestionora on its own. That's roughly it."

Traokvar opened his eyes to my words.

"It is understandable that we meet the foundations as soon as possible. However, accepting the Lanzenave people as Jürgenschmitt's..."

The others will not understand, and the words will be unleashed bitterly. Ferdinand shook his neck sideways loosely.

"I just accept. Nothing. I don't even have to deal with you as a nobleman. I didn't go to the House of Lords, just like Prince Hildebrandt, it's an illegally obtained stamp. Shouldn't we seal it? All we have to do is squeeze out the magic by connecting it to our own sins or turn it into a central temple cleric or witch and ask Jürgenschmidt to dedicate his magic."

Hate to be squeezed out of magic for Lanzenave, those who tried to invade Jurgenschmitt will be squeezed out of magic for Jurgenschmitt. I know it's pathetic to be trapped, but it's the result of what we do, and I think it's just better to have a life compared to the Arlensbach nobles who were ravaged and killed suddenly. I was not willing to disagree with Ferdinand.

... I can't believe the nobility of Jurgenschmitt, because everyone is putting their magic into it for Jurgenschmitt anyway.

"So you're not going to execute me just to take away my magic? Though I don't know how much more magic I can do to reduce it, I think it will remain a later scourge..."

"Yeah, I know it's dangerous"

I guess it is taught as there is no choice in mass executions among royalty and superior territories. Gigisvalt clouded his face worryingly, and Eglantine agreed. I don't understand what you're talking about.

"Huh? But the royal family couldn't look for Gluthrithheit because so many lives and knowledge were lost because of it to break the root of later evils, and Jürgenschmidt fell into a lack of magic, right? Weren't we creating our own aftermath?"

That's an interesting joke, and when I smiled, the royalty changed its complexion at the same time. Could it be that I was seriously going to carry out another mass execution, not a joke?

"Um, the disconnection of knowledge happened because the royal and winning superior territories executed senior scribes from old Berkeshtock, and they couldn't get Gluthrithheit again, and they couldn't satisfy either the magic supply or the redrawing of boundaries, could they? It was the royal family that raised the discontent of the nobles, drastically reduced their magic powers, and led Jürgenschmitt to a crisis of collapse, but you're just already aware of that, aren't you? That doesn't mean we're not reflecting on what we're doing as one, does it?

And when I blinked, I saw that the royal family was a little distracted, and that his adoptive father was a dick. Is it good to show the public where Aub shakes his emotions so much? I want it to be a little more dignified and laid back.

"As far as I'm concerned, although there's a slightly misplaced part of it, I've also seen efforts to support Jürgenschmidt without the gluthrithheit, so I thought it would be best to elect a new Zent from the royal family to change generations as slowly as possible... as Master Ferdinand said, you've become a little anxious"

Trouble, I lay my hand on my cheek and lean my neck.

"The way Jürgenschmidt is now is very distorted. From the election of the next generation of Zent, we have promised Lord Airvermeen that we will return to the ancient ways we can."

I didn't promise anything, Ferdinand just declared it, but Airvermein wanted more Zent candidates to get the book of Mestionora, so it wouldn't be wrong to take it pretty roughly. Maybe.

"Is it an ancient way?

Other than Ferdinand, who muscled, he has a face that he doesn't immediately understand. I look around at everyone like that, and I speak of my demands for a new Zent.

"That's right. Abolishing the Zent hereditary, the next generation of Zents shall not be by descent. Those who earn the Book of Mestionora on their own will be Zento."

Gigisvalt, who had decided to be the next Zent, changed his complexion to losing his position. The wife, Adolphine, is the expression of giving up.

"And return the central temple to the House of Lords, an ancient sanctuary, and make Zent the temple head of the central temple. You ask Zent to focus on the revival of ancient rituals and fill Jürgenschmitt with magic. There will be no other problem, though only temporarily, because there was talk of bringing me to the head of the temple in the central temple."

Smiling with Nicole, my adoptive father and adoptive mother had a grin that I was unassociated with with with the distant eyes of many royalty who were losing their complexion.

"Then, with the inauguration of the Temple Chief of Zent, we will close the central royal palace and the outlying palace, and the Zent clan will ask you to move your residence to the House of Lords. It's a waste of magic and personnel to continue to live in the central royal palace and outlying palace where the royal family, which originally began its monopoly on the throne, was created to escape for fear of assassination. All you have to do is move to the House of Lords and live with taxes collected from all the territories, not the central direct jurisdiction. Because living on tax revenues is just like Aub, and if it's not enough, you just have to make your own money."

"Rosemaine"

... Oh, I even added the extra thing. Failure, failure. But on this occasion, I think you should consider making your own money, too.

"In this way the new Zent is supposed to have a life to break the previous framework of royalty, is there any candidate among the royalty?

The royals are looking at each other. Even though you can be the Zent who got Gluthris Height, your life will change completely from now on. No one will be able to make a name for themselves right away.

"If you are here, I would like to make sure that this royal lapse moves in the direction of concealing as much as possible in order to ask that person to Zent, and leave the abandoned territory Aub to royalties other than Zent and his wife as Aub. If you're not here, print the royal dysfunction after the coup to convince the Aub and the rest of the realm to distribute it during Jürgenschmidt to incite opposition, and vice versa, make this activity of Aub Dunkelferger a story and gloriously blow it to become a relay zent"

As the royals opened their eyes and were so astonished that they opened their mouths gently, their thighs were worn off. Ferdinand looks at me with a grumpy sparkling smile.

"Aren't you missing a little explanation, Rosemaine?

I want to be a little goddess, too. I think it's very much Mestionora's incarnation to hand out printed materials to everyone.

"Using printed materials for public opinion manipulation is fundamental in the basics. Plus, it will also promote Aerenfest. It sounds like the incarnation of Mestionora, a very wise goddess, to use printed matter to move the world around, doesn't it? I've already asked the author of Ditter's story to write an active story about Dunkelferger."

"Holy shit!? Are we going to be the protagonists of the Ditter story!?

If you buy it up, the First Lady sitting next to the excited Aub Dunkelferger says, "What do you do with buying up stuff for the public?" and tap lightly. The expression on Ferdinand's face seemed somewhat very similar to that of the First Lady who was frightened.

"Don't be absurd if I really let you have power."

And Ferdinand looked round to the royal family, after he had made his face draw, and he glanced at me lightly.

"If the new Zent stands from outside the royal family, as you were advised, the old royal family, which failed to prevent the attraction of external diseases, will be a later source of evil. The country could be in a state of civil unrest as the unconvincing aristocrats try to take charge again. In order to prevent this danger, everyone will be asked to enter the white tower. It's a promise to the gods, so no sinner will be executed. Rest assured."

When I saw the royals, said and blued with the smile of the Demon King, who could not reassure me at all of what it meant to not even take their lives, I hastened to add:

"To avoid civil unrest, we will compensate you for your life as an old royalty, except for those with clear sins. I, Mr. Ferdinand, have discussed this with you to greatly improve your treatment. What a book to accompany in addition to two meals a day!