Ascendance of a Bookworm

The best part of my consciousness drifting loosely into the dark was that my mouth was sweet. When I thought that Greater had to prepare the liquid, I heard a voice calling me from somewhere. Voices that are repeated and repeatedly called upon are familiar to the ears.

"... Dear Ferdinand, right?

"Late. Answer sooner."

They suddenly complained when I answered the call. Am I the only one who thinks it's unreasonable?

"I still answered this once I realized it, so I can't answer any sooner than this.... I don't see him, but where is Master Ferdinand?

I'll look around, but I don't see Ferdinand in my sight on the black side. I can't help but feel so anxious about that.

"I'm just using magic equipment to see my memory to connect my consciousness. Calm down."

"It was. You were planning on connecting your memories when you finished dyeing your magic. Did this connection of consciousness already stain the magic of Master Ferdinand?

"I tried to shed magic on you, but I have little resistance. I can't say it's complete, but it seems almost stained with my magic"

That's good. It means that I will no longer be swayed by the power of those gods, nor have I returned to my original magic. I finally realized that my mouth was sweet because of the medicine I was taken to dye my magic.

"Rosemaine, from now on, as far as I can remember, I will show you the memories of those who are dear to you. But the only thing you can give me is motivation. Who my family was to you, how important I was to you, how different I am from you at the time... Remember."

There was a plea in Ferdinand's voice with an order tone. The voice is pale as usual, but it conveys an indescribable impatience and a desire for me to regain my memory.

"Um, I saw my memory when I was in tune before. You said that Master Ferdinand swung at my emotions, but this time you mean that I'm in tune with Master Ferdinand's emotions?

"Very unwillingly, but that's the thing"

It conveyed a tremendous sense of rejection, hesitation and giving up. I find that Ferdinand thinks he doesn't want to show it if he can. I'm getting a little excited carelessly about what the hell Ferdinand thinks and what kind of memories he shows me that he doesn't usually show his emotions.

My vision, which was dark, suddenly became a temple. It's like he's been transferred to the temple. I can tell I'm walking down the temple hallway to the temple chief's office, but the sight of the temple from Ferdinand's view, which is too tall, is very fresh with a slightly different view of the temple with my own eyes. I just want to look around, but I don't see where I want to see myself because Ferdinand's vision is fixed.

"Dear Ferdinand, I want to see everywhere"

"I can't because I'm pouring my memories in just like that"

An unrecognizable gray cleric is standing in front of the temple chief's office, and Arnault is asking for the next one. As he was passed into the room, the head of the front temple of his big, bothered stomach was moving in his sight. The unpleasant and unpleasant eyes were gleaming in a favorable look.

"I hate the former temple chief, but you kind of miss him when you look at him like this.... Ah, here I am!

It is in Ferdinand's sight that I, dressed in apprenticeship clothes from the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce, came into the room with a man and a woman I do not recognize. From this point of view, my head as a civilian is about the same height as Ferdinand's waist, hidden in his sleeve and invisible.

"Tiny! Me, you were so messed up! If you saw it from Master Ferdinand, was it like this? Wow, didn't you think I was going to step on it by accident?

"I don't know how I feel about seeing myself but I think I'm going to step on it... Instead, it's not who you are in the past, it's who you are. They are your parents, and their names are Gunter and Aefa. Gunter is the gatekeeper of Aerenfest, and Aefa is your exclusive dyer."

Oh, I thought. I finally realized that I have little memory of Lower Town because I have no memory of my family. Even though I have memories of contracts and commercial relationships I have had with Benno and Marc, I have little memory of living in downtown.

... are they my parents?

I confront the former temple chief who said, "Give me mine," so that the man and woman who exposed their vigilance may take refuge in me.

"I refuse. Mine can't live in the same environment as an orphan."

"That's right. Mine is very weak, even if he doesn't eat himself. He's the kind of kid who collapses twice at baptism and then doesn't catch a fever for days. You can't live in a temple."

To the response of the men and women, I could easily imagine the subsequent development, I felt the blood draw. What the hell are you thinking of civilians defying the former temple chief?

... it's not weird to be executed!?

As soon as I breathed, I was advised, the former temple chief, furiously rebelled by the civilians, ordered the gray priests to come into the room and catch me young, saying, "If I raise my hand to a priest, I will sentence him to death in the name of God". Exactly I thought that men and women would also give up and offer me, but the anticipation was overturned.

"I've been that ready since I decided to protect Mine"

Suddenly I was exposed to the violence of the gray clerics beating and kicking in my sight, and I almost took a step by accident. As soon as that happens, Ferdinand's voice echoes.

"Whether they are temple chiefs or nobles in other realms, the man who does not show any stray in any threat and protects his daughter is your father.... you see my surprise when I saw your family?

Ferdinand's voice intersects nostalgia and envy. I blinked at the uncommon expression of emotion to Ferdinand, who was good at hiding his emotions.

"I am now surprised in form. Surprisingly, you don't know."

"I don't care what anyone tells me. It would seem like your father who didn't give up my life and even got involved in Dunkelferger and punched Arlensbach in the face?

Cool and Ferdinand laughs. He's a man who's supposed to be scared of violence, but when he saw it in Ferdinand's eyes, the sight was a terribly dazzling one. A mixed emotion of amazement and praise is directed at the appearance of men and women shielding my child against the superior.

... Do you have parents who love and protect their children to this point?

At the same time that such Ferdinand's mood could be plundered, yet another man and woman appeared in sight. Much like his adoptive father, an older, more gracious man tells him with a slightly troubled face, "It is the guidance of the goddess of time," and a serene looking woman fluttering her pale shades of hair sighs softly, "Is it a test of glue retail?" Is it Ferdinand's childhood memory because his point of view looks up to the two of them?

Hmm? I thought the next moment I was back to the sight of the temple. To flush it with my mind, I could see it clearly. That must also probably be a memory of Ferdinand's past.

"... are you Aub Aerenfest, my predecessor?

"Now focus on the sight in front of you. To get your memory back."

Obviously avoiding answering questions, Ferdinand returns consciousness to its present sight.

"You were just like Gunter, not a child who could swallow the irrationality that comes down on his family"

"I think I've swallowed up quite a bit of irrationality..."

As soon as I rebutted so, the young me began to intimidate the former temple chief. The eyes discolor like an oil film applied, and you start to see things like pale yellow pimples all over your body. I was sheltering men and women like my own parents and expressing my wrath all over my body.

"Don't be ridiculous. It's this line. Don't touch your father and your mother."

... father and mother.

The way I call it is stuck in my head. You should know that call. My chest hurts at the sound of feeling terribly nostalgic, but my memory doesn't connect.

I don't understand my feelings at the time, even though I have parents who take care of me so much that I don't hesitate to confront the former temple chief, staring at the young self who is sheltering them and blinding them to the rainbow. Instead, I wonder why you're so hostile to shelter your family. I think that you should be able to protect your family from yourself as a result.

I admire the way Ferdinand looks at Mine, who is desperately trying to protect his family with a small body, and I feel critical about stepping into a level of sin that I cannot shelter myself from. How easy it is for me now to empathize with Ferdinand.

"Dear Ferdinand, I can't connect my memory. You should know. I miss the way you call me father and mother... I don't know"

My teeth itch and I regret it and I want to cry. I know it's the people I need to remember. I want to remember if I can. But I can't connect.

"... then you want to see another person too?

As soon as Ferdinand says so, the view changes from the Temple Chief's Office to the Cleric Chief's Office. Although the Cleric Chief's Office was familiar, the interior of the room was no longer a familiar arrangement of furniture. With the table in the middle, the chair is set on a square. There was an unrecognizable blonde boy on the front, Ralph's parents and Benno and Marc on the left and right.

"What the hell kind of gathering is this?

"Do you remember all those who are here?

"I don't know just the boy in front of me. I know everything else."

Does Benno and Marc know, Ferdinand muttered. Benno and Marc understand. I remember selling merchandise downtown.

"His name is Lutz. The man and woman sitting on his right hand are his parents."

"You know Ralph's parents, but you don't know just Rutz, which means he's important to me."

"... ah. He who has made paper in your place, worked in Benno's shop, entered and left the temple workshop, took the orphans out to the woods, and spread printing within Aerenfest as Gutenberg. It's your hands and feet when it comes to printing, and it's very important to you, it's family-like."

"Same as family?

"Look," Ferdinand said. In front of me there is a lousy Deed trying so hard to explain the meaning of his uttered words as he searches for them.

"You sheltered him when he denied his dreams, tied his actions, and fled the house. I want to reconcile him with my family if possible. If you can't reconcile, it was your hope to take it from the orphanage and have it adopted with Benno."

"Why is Master Ferdinand involved?

I can't help but wonder that Ferdinand is sticking his neck in civilian family issues.

"Because you, the orphan dean, are young, I would have needed to give Benno a hand if he was going to adopt. It's part of my job."

That's what Ferdinand's mouth told me before the building, but another emotion pours in. He also had a motive for wanting to know about the families of civilians other than the Mine family.

During the discussion, Ferdinand stared at Deed and Carla. I can feel my thoughts about my son from a blurry, crude end of words and deeds. Sounds like Ferdinand soon found out that it doesn't look like Lutz.

The emotion that can be directed at Lutz is, "What the hell are you unhappy about when you're so worried and loved by your parents?" The grudge and jealousy made up the majority. Ferdinand partitions the scene with compassion so that his parents' mood reaches Lutz as undistorted as possible.

As the discussion progressed, Rutz's face changed from a stretched look to a powerless look, and the topic was about Rutz's adoption. Deed categorically declines Benno's offer.

"You'll be fine as a business owner and competent as a merchant. Even if you take care of Lutz, there's just enough weight and generosity to go along with it. But you can't be a parent."

There was a slight wave in Ferdinand's mind at Deed's words against Benno. There is an intersection of vigilance for Benno, who is assured that he cannot be a parent, and the interest of civilians in parent-child relations.

"Explain what it means that Benno can't be a parent. You're telling me it's got a bad reputation?

"No matter how good your job reputation is, the guy who makes the store profitable the most reason to adopt you can't be a parent. Being a parent is not a matter of profit. Didn't I?"

Benno wasn't the only one who was happy with Deed's words. Ferdinand was also lightly breathtaking. It was the voice of a man called "For the realm" and "Guidance of the goddess of time" that resounded in his head.

I don't know whose voice it is. But isn't it Aub Aerenfest, a predecessor, given that Deed's words are unexpectedly stabbed deeply and emotions similar to giving up spread within Ferdinand?

No one is watching Ferdinand breathe slowly and breathe slightly disturbed. What everyone is paying attention to is the interaction between Deed and Benno, Rutz's tears that did receive the affection of his parents.

"Look, I'm going home, you idiot son"

I'm badly dazzled and envious of Lutz, who seems happy to be dropped Gon and Gen Tips. Ferdinand stares with envy at a civilian child who has been in his hands since birth with something he will never get.

Ferdinand, who was watching the work of the side servants who repositioned the furniture in a tired mood, remembered that he also had a civilian child next to him. If you look down, there's Mine still holding the anti-bugging magic equipment, just like I first ordered.

"I'm glad that family didn't break. Reconcile with your family and bring Lutz back home. I guess that was the best ending for you, huh?

When he grabbed the anti-bugging magic equipment and told Mine that, Mine began to shed a large tear as he said, "Good." Crying and laughing with emotion is not graceful. Mine laughs and keeps crying, saying that even if Ferdinand takes care to stop crying, it's fine because it's a tear of joy.

"Lutz, good..."

I stare down at Mine, who was guiding Lutz as if he were about me. It has been conveyed that Ferdinand is genuinely wondering about Mine, who can shoulder this far to others in the red and exchange deep emotions without having to be a family that has divided the blood.

... What can I do for you...

"Rosemaine! Did you remember Lutz?

"Heh!?

All of a sudden I turn my eyes round when I am asked aloud to scratch away my thoughts. What Ferdinand had in mind and what I had in mind were all at once misty.

"Hey, what were you talking about?

"He's asking if I could remember Lutz"

"No, I can't remember. But I knew very well that I was someone I cared about at the time."

What I understand more is that Ferdinand is very thoughtful about his existence as a family and parent. I care how much more about Ferdinand's mood, which is more in tune than Lutz's words and actions, which I don't remember right now. Isn't the "family alike" that Ferdinand speaks of a word that means a lot heavier than I thought?

"Because I don't remember Lutz at all, I can't really get in tune with Mine's mind in my memory."

"No memory at all? So you don't recall seeing him or hearing his voice?

"Right. My parents' memories were almost connected, but Rutz didn't really sign that."

Ferdinand's emotions were intersected with amazement, confusion and giddy impatience. In addition to the frustration and frustration of "is Lutz so important," it conveys the desperate thought of which memory makes it easy to connect.

"You had memories of the dream world, didn't you? Is it a little easy to connect after that?

I have Reino's memories, so I don't think there's any need to connect them. But maybe it's something thoughtful for Ferdinand. Ferdinand's mood wanted to know, and I decided to show him his memory as well.