Ascendance of a Bookworm

Mine, we're gonna finish the ritual while the pills are working.

After finishing a stretch of reprimand, the clergyman said so, flirting with Basali and the cape. Touch the right hand armor and release the white lion.

As the clergyman moves, the Knights also rise, each putting out animals for riding.

"Come."

Walk gracefully to the clergyman who offers his hand, and I reach out. When the clergyman held him up and put him on board, he held his reins from the beginning so that he would not lose his balance this time.

Jumping behind me in a light motion, the Chief Cleric raises one hand.

"Let's go!

When the chief clergyman holds the reins, the white lion sword, which looked like a sculpture, moves as if it had gained his life. He shook his feathers wide and ran up to the sky. Run in a relaxed foothold over the trees to the site where the earlier giant trombe was raging.

A trombe stretched with magic by sucking my blood didn't absorb much of the magic of the surrounding land, so it seems that there is no need for a healing ritual to fill the magic. But the trail of giant trombes has become a vast crater, and they won't even grow grass unless they fill the magic.

"I think I've done something wrong to you"

While traveling over the sky, it sounded like a low voice of the clergyman whispering from behind, either because he didn't have to worry about being heard by others. Even if I wanted to look back, I was afraid to change my posture in the air, and I leaned my neck slightly as I turned forward.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, and I didn't mean to expose you to that kind of malice. Well, I wasn't planning to be in a situation where I couldn't perform the ritual unless I was forced to get better with my medication. I never thought the Knights would do anything against my life. It's my downfall."

The chief cleric's voice was riddled with regret and remorse. For the chief clergyman, a guard to take a full stance seems to have screwed everything up, and he regrets the fact that he put the guard on himself.

But it is not like the chief priest must feel responsible for the outburst of escorts, the spread of malicious rumors, my eating and my weakness.

"It's not the clergyman's fault, is it?

"No, it's my fault about you"

That's exactly what the Chief Cleric said. If you do not use me well, which is a civilian, you say that it is the job of the chief priest, who is your superior, to use me well beyond the temple not standing.

The chief clergyman is the type who, because of his decency, cannot be left to people, and brings work from himself.

"Mine, is the medicine working?

"Yes."

"Then good. I am well aware that rituals strain your body. [M] But I must let the Knights know that you can do your job as an apprentice to the Blue Witch."

The clergyman took refuge in me, saying that I was not just a civilian, but a blue witch apprentice, so I must show him a job worthy of his place.

"Show me that I am worthy of shelter and putting my blue clothes together. Poke him that you are a necessity to the Temple, to the Knights who defend the land.... if the Knights acknowledge the need, it will help protect you"

"Yes.... but you're nervous. It's my first time, so I'm really worried I'll succeed."

I know what I have to do, but I really can't help but be anxious if I can. This is the first time I've done something called a ritual.

The chief cleric laughed with his nose at my apprehension.

"Hung, you don't have to worry. The knights have to admit, the puller prepares."

"... Huh?

"I can't win. I don't fight. It's a doctrine."

I shudder when I hit a crisp voice. Apparently, the anger of the clergyman who broke his plan has not been solved at all.

"... Darmuel has been kind to me, and he has tried to help me for once, and he has spoken to me to flatter Shikikoza, so please give him a break"

The place where the giant trombe grew up was exposed to a large circle of dirt and it looked like a giant plate of red tea was placed in the woods.

"Doesn't it look like you could do about one of the countryside when you have rituals, fill up your magic, and your plants start growing?

"If this wasn't behind the woods, I would have made it farmland, but here it would be hard for clerics and nobles to go to prayer ceremonies and harvest festivals"

If the prayer ceremony doesn't take place, sooner or later the land loses its power, the chief cleric murmured. Indeed, in the back of a forest like this, it is difficult for migrant peasants and clerics and nobles to travel for rituals.

And the lion came down just in the middle of the crater, and I stood in the land in the form of an escort unto the chief priest. One by one, the Knights face down, and the animals softly return to their armor.

After all of the Knights aligned themselves, they took off their helmets and knelt. He says it's disrespectful to God to participate in the ritual with his helmet on. The clergyman also removed his helmet and placed it at his feet.

The soil at your feet is not the moist black soil you see well in the woods, but the dry soil of red tea like a school athletic field.

"Chief Cleric, take this."

The chief cleric received a cane a little longer than the height of an adult man offered by Arnault.

This wand is a divine artifact necessary for this ritual, a symbol of the goddess of water. Would there be about an adult's palm at the end of a wand made of gold, with a large demonic stone clear in the green shining back into the sun?

The portions of the handles are embedded with small demon stones lined up, and the color of most demon stones is changed. Turns out there's enough magic stored up there.

"Sikikoza"

"Ha!"

The Chief Cleric speaks to the Knights. Shikikoza, called, comes this way on his early feet with his gushing armor.

The chief cleric turned to Sikikoza and offered him a wand of divine objects.

"But perform the ritual."

"Master Ferdinand?

As I say I'm not sure, Shikikoza blinks her eyes. The clergyman sighed deliberately as he looked down at Sikikoza with his chilled eyes.

"As much as I had abandoned my mission. You have too much magic, don't you? Originally, I planned to set an example first, but thanks to you adding more extra work, I have no extra magic left."

It's a lie. It's decided in plenty of room.

The medicine of extreme bitterness, such as the tongue paralysis formulated by the Chief Cleric, was a medicine that worked so well, as the person said it worked at the expense of flavor. There's no way the chief priest who drank that has no magic.

"You grew up in a temple. It's not like you can't do that, is it? Show Mine the difference between example and character."

The clergyman offers the sceptre of the divine artifact and causes it to be held semi-compulsory. He seemed upset by the unexpected, Shikikoza, but as soon as he noticed my gaze, he glanced at me, stretching his spine much longer.

"Fruitraine, the goddess of water who makes a difference in healing, the twelve goddesses of kinship who serve the side."

Sikikoza begins to complain of prayer with a good voice.

The large demonic stone of the wand glowed and the soil slowly stained black around the sikikoza from the part where the wand was attached. After the soil changes black, the budding greens begin to pound and face.

"Wow..."

I accidentally raised my voice of admiration. I didn't really expect the state of the earth to change visibly just by holding onto the god's implements and complaining about the prayers that were being made to memorize them.

It's like part of an educational program I saw in Reino era science. "Let's cut back time and see," the host's voice echoes in the back of his brain.

As the magic is filled, the twitching soil changes color and the plants sprout a little bit. But it stopped in a circle about 10 meters radius.

"Not yet. Not enough at all."

He reprimanded Sikikoza for trying to stop him, and the chief clergyman did not allow his hands off the wand.

As long as I hold it, the wand draws its magic on its own. Sikikoza, absorbed more and more magic by the wand, seemed to have become hazy in consciousness, collapsing and kneeling on the spot.

"Hung, I was greatly prestigious, but to this extent? The Knights are seriously understaffed."

Sikikoza, who fell on the spot, was blind, and grabbed the scepter of the divine artifact, which the chief wobbled about. The chief clergyman nominated me with his staff supported.

"The rest is mine, it's your job"

"Yes, Chief Cleric."

With a temper, I opened my legs shoulder-width apart, and I grabbed a large wand that was about to fall if I distracted myself. Shikikoza showed me an example, so I can work on the ritual with confidence.

... the Chief Cleric told you to show it off, and you should pour out as much magic as you can, right?

When I put my strength into my hand holding the wand, I took a slow, deep breath and lay down my eyes. Usually packed with magic, he opens the lid, which is tightly closed so that it doesn't overflow, and moves the magic that is within him. I could see the magic overflowing from the back pouring into the wand in search of an exit.

"Fruitlène, the goddess of water, who brings healing and change, the twelve goddesses who serve my side, who hear my prayers, who give me holy power, who are wounded by the hands of what belongs to the devil, and who have the power to heal my sister Gedurleich, the goddess of earth, in my hands."

A large green demonic stone stuck in the wand emitted a cool and strong light. Magic swirls and wind occurs around me. My hair rose in the wind and my costume sleeves and hem fluttered.

"I dedicate myself to holy inquiry, to throw the ripples of the Supreme Spirit, and grant you the blessing of sobriety, until I have desired you to fill me with precious colors."

At once magic flowed to the wand, and its magic penetrated the earth through demonic stones. The black dirt part spreads with the kind of momentum that makes a noise with Zaa, and as you see it, the new green sprouts and spreads and stretches.

Soon grass as long as my ankle grew all over the land that was turning into craters.

"... that's good enough. Enough."

"Oh, yes."

To the word of the chief priest I seize the magic I was releasing, and lock it up. At the same time the light of the wand subsided.

"Chief Cleric, is this okay?

"Oh, the whole thing is full of magic.... Too much to be honest"

"... Huh?

The last word was a very small, low grunt. He could not hear and tilted his neck, but the chief clergyman shook his head gently, turning from body to body to body toward those aligned by the Knights.

And when I turned to you, my face was lined up as flashing as I had seen that which was incredible. Many have their eyes open and their mouths open.

... Is that it? What, this face? They told me to show him off, so I tried, but maybe... too much?

It is very uncomfortable to be turned to a stunned look, and I move to twist and hide behind the clergyman.

The Chief Cleric also took a step forward in my presence, Cohon! and coughed one up.

"This is the Blue Witch Apprentice with the approval of the Temple and the Lords. Any objections?

Those of the Knights lay their eyes down in unison, as if they were haughty, and they were silent. Everyone keeps looking down and doesn't try to break their posture.

Is this an attitude indicating that there are no objections? Before me tilting my neck, the chief cleric nods gently.

"... you don't seem to have any objections. Good."

When the chief cleric laughed furiously, the knights finally raised their faces. But its raised face, unlike the eyes that had been opened to surprise until earlier, had turned into a giraffed eye like a carnivore who had found his prey.

"Huh!?

I endure by swallowing a voice that I almost screamed by accident. His whole body solidified when he was simultaneously turned to a strong gaze. I don't know what to say, I feel like I'm prey certified. It is the mood of a snake-threatened frog that is likely to bite me if I lose my mind.

With gaggling feet, I move one step to escape the sight of the knights and hide behind the chief cleric.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this witch apprentice is under my asylum. You know what that means?

In one word of the Chief Cleric, the instant sight of a carnivore subsided. I stroke my chest down to relief, but I don't know what it means just to me.

"If only I knew. Then we will return."

Unlike me blinking without knowing, the others began to prepare for their immediate return. Arnault receives the Divine Fixture from the Chief Cleric, and Fran confirms my physical condition. The Knights put their helmets back on, took out the animals, and began to prepare for the ride.

Mine, come on.

He called me at Sikikoza, where the chief cleric and Calstead remained fallen. I walk slowly, restraining myself from wanting to rush over.

"Mine, do you have any demands from you regarding today's disturbance?

The chief clergyman pointed his gaze only at Shikikoza. I can see that once the victim takes the form of confirmation to me, the expression says, "Answer me if I don't".

But I decided it didn't go through.

Yes, sir.

The moment I answered, the chief priest frowned and glanced at me. "Read the air!" I found myself staring, but I dare not read the air.

"We request a ritual costume"

"... what?

My demands seemed unexpected to both of us, and I have turned my eyes round and looked down upon me.

I show my costume with open arms so that I can see them well. There was a big hole and the sleeve with the view over there swayed in the wind.

"Please attach exactly the same thing as this. It was brand new and it was so expensive. Civilians like me don't have the money to dress up for rituals anymore."

"I see. This is terrible."

Calstead gave an immediate understanding with a bitter smile, but the chief clergyman narrowed his eyes softly, as he remembered to be hooked on my words.

"... what do you mean exactly the same thing?

"It was a special order, this costume. I thought I could wear it even when I grew up, so I made it special, but instead of growing up, I can't believe I'm worn out before I perform the ritual..."

When I mourned a little bit and showed her, Calstead laughed callously, "Wouldn't the love of wearing a woman's costume be the same at a young age?"

"Okay. Replace your ritual costume."

As punishment for Shikikoza, Darmuel and myself, Calstead promised me that he would renovate his costume. If you promise me all that, I will be content.

"I'm afraid so. If you order from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, I think you'll give me the same thing. And I won't be able to perform the ritual until I have a costume for the ritual, so hurry and get it ready by winter."

"Winter? Is there something?

When Calstead twisted his neck, the chief cleric held his temple.

"In the temple, the ritual of devotion takes place in winter.... Indeed, if there were no costume in the rite of service, the temple chief and other blue clerics would be told that civilians could not even wear costumes for rituals, etc., disgusted. Even if Mine didn't have a downfall."

I nodded with a strange face at the word of the chief cleric. That is the most troublesome thing, that I fear. Even if Trombe emerges again, if you are a Knights opponent who knows the circumstances, you may not have a problem with this hole-filled costume, but you want a decent costume for the winter ritual.

"Got it. Let's do something about costumes. Anything else?

"As long as you have your ritual costume in place, you can basically punish me otherwise in accordance with the rules of the Knights. I don't want to buy any more odd grudges."

"Hmm. That's a wise decision. Then we will decide later in the Knights"

I bowed my head on my knees to the words of Calstead, who nodded contentedly.

Returning to the temple, Delia screamed at the worn out costume and Rosina held her mouth and said hello.

"Me too! Why do you have such a big hole!? I just tailored it. It's brand new!

"Fran, what the hell happened to Master Mine!?

"There have been a lot of things, but it concerns the Knights, so I have been ordered not to say anything else."

That's what Fran says, engaging the two of us in pursuit.

I hurried to get dressed before Lutz could see me, but Lutz was known to have fallen into a pinch.

"Mine! I'm glad you're safe"

That's what Rutz said and ran over the moment he saw me. He immediately checks the back of his hand to see if there is any heat or other injury. Whatever you may think, I leaned my neck to the kind of action that I knew had happened to me.

"Lutz?"

"All of a sudden in my head, Lutz, I helped and my voice sounded, and I saw how Mine was flowing right in front of me.... even if I wanted to go help, I don't know where I am, and I was in such a hurry"

Besides, the footage I was wrapped around a trombe seems to have been interrupted where the clergyman switched from a black arrow to a glowing tact and began treatment. Not knowing if it was helpful or what, Rutz says he was frustrated by the feeling of impatience and had a stuffy time.

"Sorry to bother you, Lutz"

"Mine was the one that scared me, so I'm good... I wonder what that was"

I saw that the strange phenomenon Lutz experienced would undoubtedly be caused by the blue light of that time.

Return it to the Cleric Chief and see your own fingers, which are already gone. At the same time, the various events that had taken place today flowed through the brain at once.

"I'm so glad Mine's okay"

Being hugged giggly causes Lutz's voice to pour directly into his ear.

My nervousness thread was also broken by Lutz, who worried about his safety without any connection, such as his identity, fence (smudge), or magic. I can honestly be sweet to Lutz too, because I know that even if I want to be sweet, I won't be shaken away.

"... aristocratic society, I was scared"

I clung to Lutz and groaned so.