Ascendance of a Bookworm

Zilvester and Calstead jumped into the shield at a great reaction speed and immediately closed the door.

Make sure the magic that pops out of the glowing tact swirls and bumps into each other. There was a huge difference in momentum, pushed by the magic of the clergyman, and the Count blew away.

With burns similar to those of my father, the Count groped the floor. The voice you're saying all the time really sounds like a toad.

The temple chief lives without dying because the clergyman had wrapped him around in a belt of light. Seeing the mighty magic bumps up close seemed pretty scary, keeping his eyes open and his face completely solidified.

But the grey witches and the men who were falling, caught in an explosion of magic and could not even defend themselves, had no shadows or shapes.

"Mine, this is what we do when we hide evidence. Will this also be obliterated, at any rate? You're not supposed to be in this city."

With cold eyes, the chief priest pokes a glowing tact without alarm as he looks down at the toad he is talking about.

Whilst not screaming, the Count desperately lags behind, but the Chief Cleric packs the distance he was able to do in a few steps. That lack of forgiveness is something I'm really comfortable with when I'm on my side, but never turn to my enemies.

"Ferdinand, that will be enough. Turn off this shield, too. I don't need it anymore."

With that said, Zilvester flipped a cloak with Bassari and moved forward from the shield of the wind. He raises his jaw gently and instructs him to step back to the chief cleric.

As Zilvester instructed, I stopped magic from flowing through the ring and turned off the shield of the wind. As I do, the Chief Cleric turns off the glowing tact, he steps back and kneels with his hands crossed in front of his chest.

"... Huh?

And I saw the chief priest kneel, and opened his mouth with Pocan. It has been taught that blue clerics do not need to kneel in the temple because there is no difference in stature before construction. The attitude taken by the Chief Cleric is clearly not towards Zilvester, a blue cleric.

... Isn't Lady Zilvester a blue cleric who has a higher status as a parent than a temple chief? A fake cleric?

From the friendly atmosphere we saw on the prayer road, we knew that the chief cleric and Zilvester had a long relationship, but neither the chief cleric nor Zilvester had taken words or actions that made us feel such a clear difference in identity.

If the relationship you showed at the prayer ceremony is a private exchange, now it behaves like it's a public place.

This would mean that Zilvester has the status of kneeling, besides not being a blue cleric, a cleric chief who had said and let go of his highest stature in the Knights.

... Could I be the adopted daughter of a hell of a man?

At the same time, the cold sweat conveys the temples.

He's the owner of an identity that can hold the temple chief, and he's the one who makes the clergyman kneel. Otherwise, including me, my heart began making loud noises about the unexpected unfolding, although I may not be able to help others around me, etc.

"Oh, Zilvester. You came to a good place. Command the disrespectful to break this commandment."

The temple chief alternately looks up at the clergyman and Zilvester as he rolls around. Zilvester only saw the clergyman kneeling for a moment, and did not order him to break the commandments.

"What the hell is this noise if we hurry back at the request of the Knights?

"... so, who?

I saw Zilvester and the temple chief as the toad moved with a slightly busier eye. I haven't kept up with the changes in the situation at all.

Calstead, who had stepped out one step before Zilvester, was royal and stared at the Earl with a grudge.

"This is Aub Aerenfest"

"Hey..."

I shudder my toad and my body, and the toad points to Zilvester and groans, "No way, no way, it's a lie". With my oblique back tilting my neck without any idea why, my father knelt Zach.

When I softly approached my father, I snuck up and said in a small voice, "Dad, did you find out who it was?" When asked, his blue-blooded father answered me softly, whispering.

"There's only one person with the name of this city. It's up to the lord."

I shouted, but desperately held my mouth and swallowed my surprise.

Gilvester, the contented elementary school boy, is the lord? Lords like saying "pussy ringing" to girls you meet for the first time, trying to pick up a pussy, showing off acrobats at prayer ceremonies, and going hunting in the lower town woods without escorting them? Huh? Is this city okay?

"Having figured out who they are, what's that attitude!? No disrespect! Is that your attitude toward lords!? Be modest!"

"Ha ha."

Inside, thinking rude and disrespectful without this, I jumped up to surprise at the reprimand of Calstead thrown at the Count and immediately lay flat on the spot.

"... Mine. What the hell are you doing?

When it was time for me to raise my face to a voice mixed with Calstead's surprise and awe, one of me lay flat as everyone knelt down and crossed hands in front of his chest. My gaze at seeing strange things hurts.

"Him, he told me to refrain..."

I think I've done it on a pretty important occasion. When I rushed to correct my posture and knelt, Zilvester looked around. The expression was as serious and harsh as I had ever seen. I would have been convinced to be told I was a lord if I had only seen this face from the beginning.

Zilvester stops his gaze at the Temple Chief and narrows his eyes.

"Well, let me know what's going on, uncle"

Oh, my God, they were relatives. This means that if you become the adopted daughter of Zilvester, the Temple Chief will soon follow you as a relative. I don't need such a relative.

"Oh, will you listen to me, Zilvester"

And what was told from the mouth of the temple chief was a bunch of stories that were really convenient for me, too exuberant. The reason I was to call a toad to this city, and the cause of this commotion is not quietly caught because of me, it is also my fault that I am feeling painful, I say, because when something happens in the temple, civilians like me are putting together blue clothes.

Eighty percent was because of me, and the other twenty percent was because of the chief cleric. He used his absence to trick him. He tried to put on the temple chief. You're an idiot. I know I've been made to calculate almost all the books. It is not absenteeism that the chief priest is trying to take on the temple chief. Definitely not. The Chief Cleric is more scared.

"Count Bindebalt, do you share that opinion?

Showing his fed up face that the story of the Temple Chief has become a repetition of the same thing, Zilvester shifts his gaze to the Count. The toad's claim was the same as that of the Temple Chief, and it was almost my fault.

"Okay, Ferdinand. the submission of testimony and evidence."

"Yes, sir."

The Chief Cleric describes the Count's entry into the city in fake documents in a pale manner. Besides that, he also reported on the incident I was attacked in the lower town. My father, who works for the problematic East Gate, is asked for his opinion and will further reinforce the Cleric Chief's testimony from the gatekeeper's point of view.

"There is no way you know if I, the nobleman of another realm, am a newly determined rule or forged document or not. I was invited, so I just came. Would that be a great sin?

Claiming that the raids that took place in Lower Town are irrelevant, the Count solicits that he is the victim.

"Aub Aerenfest, I didn't know this document was a forgery. I just said it was a permit..."

The toad took the paperwork out of his nostalgia, laughing furiously. Calstead seizes it and gives it to Zilvester. Zilvester looked at the forged documents and raised the edge of his lips only slightly. I was hacked by the face that seemed to say, "Get the evidence." There are other documents I want you to seize from the Count.

"The Count has a subordination agreement with Dirk, deceiving him that it's an adoption, but that doesn't hit the forgery of documents?

"This kid is lying. I had a subordination agreement from the beginning. Noblemen, there's no way I'm going to adopt a civilian orphan."

And the earl, who gazed open at me, immediately treated me with a lie. Delia, kneeling as she held Dilk behind me, pointed her kicking strong eyes at the toad.

"You said both the Temple Chief and the Count were adopted, and the paperwork was only doubled for one item."

"Shut up!"

"... let me see that contract"

I just saw how much paperwork had already been removed from the double, just something that looked like a subordinate contract. I guess there's nothing painful about it for the Count, I gave him the paperwork lightly pointed at Calstead.

"What do you think, Ferdinand?

"What I saw was the adoption paperwork"

The Chief Cleric narrows his eyes softly and looks at the Count. Testimony of me, a civilian, or Delia, a gray witch apprentice, cannot crush the opinion of the chief priest, a nobleman, even if he easily crushes it with a difference in identity.

He thinks of the clergyman as just a cleric, and the complexion of the Count, who had already made a lot of noise, changes.

"Isn't that a mistake? Besides, they are orphans who eat themselves anyway. Neither adoption nor subordination agreements make much difference. Different?

He wants to make a decision that won't change, although there's no way it won't change. Apparently he sensed his situation was not good, and the toad suddenly changes the subject, pointing at me.

"More than that, I want you to punish that civilian!

"What is a civilian?

Zilvester raised her eyebrows lightly and devoured the topic. You found a winning chance there, Toad begins to complain with a spurting momentum.

"I know that little girl named Mine is just a civilian who is given blue clothes because of her temper. And yet, aren't you a lot arrogant and all you want to do? He struck his magic at the nobility and reduced the number of private soldiers trying to protect me a lot. Dangerous and ferocious. What the hell are you thinking..."

In all the words that came out one after the other, I was startled and blinked. This toad seems to have brain defects and disorders.

"Didn't you tell me to catch you and you've been hitting private soldiers? No way, don't you remember?

"Don't let civilians defy nobility!

Gilvester smiles niggardly at the Count, who stares at me and exalts him.

"Count Bindebalt, if I may say so, the little civilian daughter whom they refer to is my adopted daughter"

"Become, what!? Lords Adopt With Civilians!?

"I have an adoption contract. Mine, come here."

"Yes."

As I am invited, I rise and go to Zilvester. Zilvester pulled the neck chain and pulled the necklace out.

"This is the proof."

"This little girl is the adoptive daughter of the lord...?

"That's right. If Mine is a civilian, then all his words have gone through, but he has already become my adopted daughter. In other words, their sins did not just enter the forbidden city unknowingly. You will have attacked against the clan of lords. The escort was seriously wounded, and he attacked himself with magic, didn't he?

Zilvester nodded with hun and said to me, "State what has been done".

"It's not just a magic attack. We were raided in the lower town, and the subordination contract was forced. Look, this wound was knifed on this one."

I will spread my palms and show the wounds that have finally stopped bleeding. As I looked at the toad that changed my complexion, I disclosed the information I was getting.

"Then the man who attacked me at the Spring Prayer Ceremony also seemed to be the one who had a subordination contract with this one. Spring ahead, this time, because he mourned the loss of many pawns because he attacked me."

Even if the testimony of the civilians has no power whatsoever, the adopted daughter of the lord passes. And Zilvester was accompanied at the Spring Prayer Ceremony. I guess the toad didn't know, but he would have assaulted a line of lords.

"Ho? There's going to be other charges. Count Bindebalt, restrain his body. The confirmed charges are trespassing into the city and an attack on the Lord's adopted daughter and her escort's knight."

So once the words were cut, Zilvester narrowed his eyes.

"The suspicion is a raid on a prayer line, but more than I was accompanying this, I will see it as a declaration of war from your lord. As a criminal who could shake the territory, he details all the charges against him, asks his lord what he intends to declare war, and on top of that he says shabbat. Catch him."

Calstead took out the glowing tact and a band of light flew away as he shook the bun. The toad, who is blinking and blowing bubbles from the edge of his mouth and peeling his eyes, is caught, without resistance.

Once Calstead turned toward the door with the aristocratic gate, he opened the door and launched the light of magic. Soon the aristocratic gate opened and the Knights retrieved the Count and the unconscious Darmuel.

Zilvester, who watched the Knights work sideways, turned his gaze to the remaining temple chief after the Knights withdrew.

"Zilvester, you don't have to listen to Ferdinand's opinions like you don't know where the woman was born. Then, how the hell did you get fooled, like adopting a stupid civilian like Mine? What a horrible child trying to humiliate a lord. Disengage the edges immediately. This is my advice as an uncle."

Remaining rolled on the floor, the temple chief advises greatly. If you look at Calstead and the Cleric Chief's expression like he's sick of it, you'll know it's the usual word.

"Ferdinand is my brother because my mother is different. Excellent and works really well for me. Please don't insult me."

"If you don't trust your half-brothers or anything! My sister..."

"That's the situation in their house. We're not."

... My lord's half-brother means my former lord's son, right? That's why the Knights kneel.

I blinked at the story of the chief priest, whom I did not know. For two half-brothers to get along, the temple chief or Zilvester's mother must have been in the way. Maybe the fact that the chief cleric is in the temple also has something to do with the circumstances around it?

"He is Noon's lovely nephew. He's my sister's precious son.... I don't want it to be unfortunate. Take your advice, Zilvester."

Zilvester looked down with a cold gaze at the temple chief, who spoke softly in an atmosphere like a pathetic old man.

"I'm already Aub Aerenfest. It is this time that, as lord, I forsake and adjudicate the affection of my flesh parents"

"Become!? My sister won't let that happen."

Apparently, what the temple chief has done so far has been rubbed off or spoken out by the mother of her lord, Zilvester, with the affection of her flesh parents. I thought he was a tyrannical, arrogant, great looking person, but if the lord's mother were on his side, he would have done whatever he wanted in this city where identity differences overshadowed everything.

"Uncle, that was too much. I can't shelter my mother anymore. Your mother is also guilty of forgery of official documents and criminal aids."

Zilvester apparently decided to try his own mother with him in order to judge the temple chief. Maybe my mother had never sinned enough to be able to isolate herself just by sheltering the temple chief and coming out of her mouth.

This time, though a real son, he defied the life of a lord and committed the obvious sin of forgery of official documents in order to let the leftovers in. I guess you're going to sweep my mother and uncle together.

"Are you going to criminalize Zilvester, his or her real mother!?

"It's the other way around!

Zilvester yells at the temple chief for accusing and shouting.

"The more sins they have committed so far are too many to be counted. This happened because my mother kept sheltering me from my brother's cuteness. Name as many sins as you can think of, execute them, and shut your mother away from the palace. You don't need them for my rule."

Clearly said, the temple chief stares at Zilvester with a vain look as burnt out. But the lord's shakedown never covered it.

"Capture the temple chief, and take him to his side."

"Ha!"

If I sin, it seems that if the temple chief sins, so that he may be tired of my family and my side service, then the side service will also be punished together.

Calsted by Calstead, the knights came in, beginning with the temple chief, who remained wrapped around, and headed to the temple chief's room, where they caught a side service. The gray witch, who was near the door, is also caught, and her hand reaches out to Delia as well.

Delia raised her face and turned her gaze toward me.

My eyes met only for a moment.

Delia gave up. When she lay her eyes down with a smile on her face, she offered Dirk.

"Dear Mine, Dirk, please"

I know Delia's face now that she frowned and missed her gaze, like she swallowed bitter objects. It was my face when I complained "I wanted help" when I reformed the orphanage.

My chest hurts. I should have promised Delia then. "Next time I'm in trouble, I'll help you," he said.

"Dear Gilvester, I have a favor to ask you"

And when I lifted up my face, I called out to Zilvester.

"Say it."

"Can't you forgive Delia's execution?

"Why?

Zilvester's deep-green eyes shone funny.

"Delia was just fooled by that Count 'Toad' and the Temple Chief. I'm sure I acted badly on a lot of things, but I didn't do anything bad enough to get executed. Besides, it was the temple chief's side service for a very small period of time, and because of this young age, it seems to be little involved in evil or flower devotion."

"... Hmm. So let me see how you judge."

Its eyes eloquently tell the story that if you make a judgment you don't like, it's a direct execution. I swallowed cockles and breath in the harsh light that was in my amusement.

"I asked Delia to go back to the orphanage where she said she never wanted to go back,"

"Is that all?

"Besides, I won't let anyone serve you, I'll have you spend the rest of your life in an orphanage"

It's like completely crushing the orphan's place of birth. Zilvester looked at the look on her blue Delia's face and nodded lightly.

"Seems like it'll be punishment, well, it'll be good"

"I'm afraid so. Delia, I'm going to ask you to spend some time in an orphanage. It's Delia's job to take care of the orphans, starting with Dilk."

"... Yes, sir."

Delia hugged Dilk and laughed small as she leaned down.