Sevens

Libraries in academic cities

The policy at Aramsarth is essentially the acquisition of knowledge.

It was said (said the academic city) that the 'library', which the academic city boasts, will gather all knowledge of this world.

I do only boast, and it's the best building in the academic city. It also seems to be an academic city because the style is not constant as to how many additions have been made.

I'm not going to show my face mainly because private schools are opened and dojos are plentiful, but my purpose was still the library.

Above all...

'Is this the library of rumors... the building is splendid. I think I can count on the contents. "

Third generation tension is high.

The ancestors, who basically greedily seek skill and knowledge, were the third generation most interested.

Nowem and Aria were alone today because they were out in the morning.

"Do I need to deposit five silver coins to become a member to see a valuable book"

The bulletin board at the entrance to the library has instructions for first-time users.

If you just want to read a book for the general public, you will have no problem with the royalty of a single piece of copper coin.

However, if you are reading a book that is worth it, it seems that you will use five pieces of silver coins after you become a paying member.

Still, there are books that academic cities never show to the rest of us.

"I brought the money. Good..."

It's cheap if you think it will last a lifetime with five silver coins.

When you take five pieces of silver out of your wallet, you sign up for the reception.

The second generation observes the ambient atmosphere.

"That's a lot of young guys. When you think this many people can read and write, you can understand that times are different. '

By the time I was a second generation, how many people in the village could read and write......

I'm sure it's less than it is now.

Busy to live, he also made the inhabitants of those who had lived like barbarians before.

I'm sure I've had a hard time with that aspect as well.

Seventh generation says.

'But that's really amazing. Are you storing books in all these buildings?'

I was impressed by the seventh generation when I saw that I had never visited it myself.

When I'm done with the process, I'll go for a place with the specialty books that are available as they are.

But the building is huge, so to see a map near the reception.

"Don't decide what to read, even if it's too much"

When I'm thinking about where I'm going to read the book today, I speak to the girl who came out of the reception.

"May I have a word?

"... Yes"

She was a quiet girl.

It is both short and luxurious.

Speaking of femininity, it would be a chest pushing up clothes against a luxurious body.

She has blue hair and doesn't really care about her familiarity. Her hair feels like she has her hands fixed.

The length reaches the shoulder and the tip of the hair is rusty.

Her half-eyed eyes were red as she slept.

If you hadn't come out of the reception, you could have mistaken me for a child without a doubt.

I was also under the impression that the clothes that were coming were more stylish than fashionable.

He wears a slightly shorter skirt on his shirt.

(... it's not like he was a kid or something, is it?

With all due respect, I asked a question.

"I want to go here, where do I go?

When I point to the map on the bulletin board, she sees it and then she sees my face.

"... I'll show you because I'm going too. It's my job, too."

"Oh, yeah."

Look at the pale girl, I remember the guild officials. To the boulder, the attitude is no worse than that of the officials who responded at that time.

Or I couldn't help but look younger.

For an official, he looks too young to feel guided by a child.

I walked down the hall, and I called out because I was concerned about silence.

"Still, you have a lot of books here. I've been coming to Aramsarth lately, but I guess a lot of people come from outside?

With that said, she replied pale.

"Yes. Most people ask the same question. I've answered that question over and over again," You all say the same thing. "

When I heard that, my smile caught my eye.

The fourth generation...

"These types have their own world, so I guess Lyell won't be too nice."

(It's not for numb purposes...)

In the fourth generation when I say I'm speaking to a girl, I want to tell them to look at me.

Speak up to the young girl. What would Nowem say if he found out... oh, I don't think he'd get backup.

Heading to the place guided, that was the room where the agricultural relations specialist was located.

Once inside, a small number of people are sitting at their desks reading and copying books.

I could see how desperate I was to study.

"That's enthusiastic."

"... be careful with your private language from here. Don't make too much noise, even when people aren't around. If you're going to take a break, go down the hall and you'll have a place."

"Oh, I'm sorry. With that said, are you on loan?

When I said that, she shook her head to the side.

"Lending is prohibited in principle. Because many books are more valuable in existence than in their contents, such items are expensive."

I nodded and turned to the one with the shelf.

She follows me.

I decided to read it to my hand because the third generation was going to tell me the title I was interested in.

'I'd like to hold on for a while, but I don't have time... Lyell, you'll slow down and read'

My reading seems to be fast paced and I suspect that I am really reading it to my historical contemporaries. I intend to understand the contents, but what...

Trying to sit in an empty seat, I looked around.

Then I snapped my neck.

"... what are you doing?

"Huh?"

She seems a little surprised to see me when she normally takes the book and gives me directions that are supposed to be officials trying to sit in her seat.

(No, I'm the one who's surprised)

Staring at each other for a while, she sat straight in the chair and started reading the book.

The third generation of boulders also seemed surprised.

What does that mean?

Looks like he got confirmation from the fourth generation, but he's also in trouble.

"Do I know? Isn't this the job, the break?

I sit next to her, who is forced to convince me that I am, and start reading books.

Turn the page while I wish I had prepared something to take note of.

Inside the library, it was quiet enough to hear someone making notes.

I can even hear footsteps walking down the hall, but when I concentrate, they don't bother me either.

While reading the book for a while, I heard historical contemporaries exchange views on it.

"I wish I had this in my day!!"

In the second generation screaming, the sixth says.

"This finally spread in my time, so I thought I couldn't do it with boulders."

I also agree with the seventh generation.

"Besides, in my day, new ways have spread."

The second generation mourns when they hear it.

'... why are you guys so unresponsive! That's groundbreaking!

Different opinions on technology have also been expressed in the past.

Until the third generation, I was really farming, and I lived, so I was greedy for these techniques related to agriculture.

But if you talk a little differently, it's also the second generation that doesn't understand it as soon as possible or has a small mouth count.

When I hear those opinions, I think...

(May is annoying...... well, it's funny to be funny)

I finish reading the book I took in my hand, and the time has come, so I try to put the book back.

But I was reading a book next to myself... and I was surprised to see that the employee's girlfriend was still reading a book.

"... is the job good?

Then she lifted her face from the book and snapped her neck.

"Is it work? No, I'm on vacation today..."

Then why did you guide me?

Maybe he's a good person for the price.

She seemed to have finished reading, too, and when she stood up she headed to fix the book.

When I go fix it too, I sit around and make sure the face reading the book is a lot replaced.

"It's been quite a while."

I don't know the time because I don't even have a pocket watch, but from the amount of books I've read, noon is past.

I'm telling Nowem I'm going to eat outside, so no problem, but I'm hungry for boulders.

Then I heard my stomach rattling near me.

I feel the sight from around me, but the sound isn't me right now.

And I hear cute noises again.

"... Um, aren't you hungry?

I couldn't help but speak to her who would put the book back where it belonged on the boulder and take the new book again.

Then she nodded.

Third generation says.

"Why don't we gratefully eat here? You have money. '

It was the fourth generation that disagreed with that opinion.

'Don't do anything to make me mistake! Mostly, Lyell unconsciously confessed to Aria!

I was more surprised to hear that.

"Huh?"

When I speak up, she tries to grab a book and head to her seat.

"... ha. Um, if it's okay, what is it?"

I decided to invite her to dinner.

I can hear the fourth generation.

"Ahhh, I asked you out. He said he'd make a mistake."

Second generation says.

"You don't look like that type."

The fourth generation laughs with their noses.

"Nobody told this girl that. It means Nowem will mistake you. '

When I hear that, the seventh generation says:

"Hmmm... my face is good, maybe my head is passing, but I'm suspicious of something else."

Walt family home training.

That was the standard for choosing a daughter-in-law.

It's one of the facts the Walt family wants to keep hidden, that the joke of a booze seat has been passed down, welcoming those who have completed six items to their daughter-in-law.

Seventh generation, he thought Nowem wouldn't stick to it if he couldn't fulfill the conditions. But the fourth generation disagrees.

'... I wonder what Nowem would think if I dined with a girl who didn't fit the criteria'

Listen to that, I'm sure it's a little bad for you, too? And I thought.

(Yeah, you're okay...... yeah, I'm sure you're okay. It's just meals!

While reassuring myself, I decided to leave the library with her.

[Clara Bloomer].

That's the name of the girl with red eyes in her blue hair.

If you ask me, they're working in the library.

He seems to register as an adventurer and sometimes earn money for his support job and live in Aramsarth.

I got a request from the library for temporary staff, and they're going to help me when I'm busy.

I was able to hear a lot from her when I decided to enjoy a meal at a snack shop on the street.

"Ex-school students? But you're fifteen."

The same fifteen-year-old girlfriend as me or Nowem...... Clara nodded as she drank her after-dinner tea.

"It's a flying class. It is usually in the school year in which you teach the basics. Because some people were educated, and it makes a personal difference to remember to read, write, and compute."

I snorted, but wondered if it was that different, and I was thinking inside.

She doesn't have a job after graduation and seems to be an adventurer doing library requests.

It is possible to become an official, but he seems to refuse because he is busy.

Ask me why...

"… less time to read the book"

That was why the third generation seemed to agree.

Besides, she has support skills.

"You have the skills, but you're an adventurer by yourself? Aren't you gonna work with someone or something?

I thought it was rude, but I'm looking for company, too.

I wanted to know what happened to Aramsarth.

However, she was able to unexpectedly ask me what my skills were.

"My skill is reading books. It won't help in battle, and many people in the library have this skill."

Skills [Reading].

A skill in reading books, which would be a foreign language but an old one, but seems to be a skill that can be translated and read.

The third generation seemed to envy me.

"I like that skill too."

Then the sixth generation tells him as if he was frightened.

"The third generation of skills is the worst of us... and that's all that helped."

The third generation of skills seems to be one that is regarded as terrible among the seven.

I was curious, but now I can't ask, so I decided to ask next time.

"That's a great skill, isn't it?

"... if it's not awesome or not, I know it's awesome, but there are a lot of people in possession. Besides, I hate using my skills to read."

Read the book yourself, he said.

Because he is such a person, he may have expressed the skill of reading.

"Are you glad I told you?

When I said that, Clara said it was no problem.

"I'm not allowed to read important books, and reading is not omnipresent. I don't always remember."

It is not a very user-friendly skill and because many people have it, it is not a valuable skill.

"Adventurer and what does support do?

"... I'm often asked, but I also basically carry luggage. I don't think I have the strength because I'm small, but I'll do the basics. You're magically supportive later. Light the labyrinth, prepare the fire. Prepare water. You can do that and contribute as a support."

Because of his small body, he looks unreliable, but he seems to be out of his mind.

But letting such a little kid hold heavy baggage does draw attention.

If you look closely, you look adorable.

I thought if I set my hair and dress like that, I might turn it into something.

"... Mr. Lyell is also an adventurer, isn't he?

"That's right. I know."

When asked back, Clara replied briefly "I understand".

"If you want information from me, I'll tell you. Ask as much as you want instead of meals. But I'm basically a support specialist who doesn't participate in combat, so there's not much I can teach you."

I guess I thought the purpose of the meal was to gather information.

So maybe he rode the invite.

"It's quick and helpful. You didn't think I was a bad person?

Clara shook her head to the side.

"The place is the place, and I was seriously reading the book... so if I was fooled, I was just wrong"

All I did was whine "yes" when I saw Clara who didn't seem too obsessed.

After that, I leave the store to talk to the public.

Clara went home and I tried to go back to the inn too...

"That's very rare."

Looking back because it took a voice, it was Mr. Miranda who was there.

I remember the sixth generation of words, and I got a little alert and then retired.

Look at that, Mr. Miranda nibbles.

"I didn't feel like that then, but maybe the fast handed type? Aria and that sidetail kid.

don't make me cry, right? "

Coming at the prankster's grin, she's a cute guy for her age.

I'm going to break my guard.

"No, I'm not. I met him in the library, so I had a meal... no, it's nothing (I can't say back)"

I thought what I was doing was no different than a numb, and I stopped denying it.

Then Mr. Miranda laughs.

"Just kidding. She's Clara, isn't she? She's famous, so she didn't just finish her meal."

"Well, it's just a meal promise"

I look at Mr. Miranda's luggage in my hand, wondering for myself what he's talking about.

"What's that?

The brown paper bag I held apparently contains ingredients and such.

"Oh, this? Food. This is how I buy it out because the people I hired recently suddenly quit. You're going to quit right away, even though you live in it and you get a good salary."

Seeing Mr. Miranda with a troubled face, I suggested I grab my stuff.

Reach out and receive the food in the two large paper bags she was holding.

"I'm sorry. Yeah, I'll show you home at last. I'm gonna walk a little, okay?

"I don't mind."

"... heh, I knew I was a pretty quick type"

When Mr. Miranda tells me to make fun of you, I'll deny it.

"No!

That's how we headed to Miranda's house.

I can hear the fifth generation.

"Are you going from yourself? Well, no matter what happens, you'll be able to cut through... just stay alert. '

Mr. Miranda's home, the Circleys, had a marital relationship with the Walt family two generations ago.

If the person dies, the connection will fade.

But there's some connection, and maybe he came into contact with me.

(I don't have Nowem or Aria either, so maybe it's just fine. If you're in danger, you just have to cut through with your skills)

Miranda's reaction with her skills is not an enemy.

But I will not fail to be vigilant.

"Well, I hope it feels too alarming."

The fifth generation of voices sounded colder than usual.