Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Hiwa!?

Out of balance with Gakun, I make myself slip over obliqued leaves and fly out into the air.

Dear Rosemaine, I could see Brigitte giving out the voice and the horseman of everyone screaming.

Faster than Brigitte's horseman, something popped up from beyond the trees. Something that looked like a remnant sticks toward us as the heavier head lowers in the air and the sight goes around.

Gravity captured me and my body gasped at something as I began to fall upside down from my head. At the next moment, my gut is irritated by the feeling of bumps and rises, and groans.

Blinking his eyes as to what the hell had happened, he circled his gaze and for some reason the chief cleric's scary face was close. Wrinkles between eyebrows are about 50% worse than usual.

"... Chief Cleric? Why are you here?

"To retrieve you falling?

If I did not like it, I would drop it again, and I would rush to cling to the arms of the chief cleric, lest I be shaken down.

"That was helpful. Thank you."

"... ah"

I was helpful from the fall, but I don't feel very helpful, because I can be sure that a sermon will come after this?

I was lowered in front of the Lesser Bus, blurbed by the state of the grumpy cleric chief.

"Dear Rosemaine, are you all right!?

Fran rushes over with a worried face. And when I answered, "You have helped the chief cleric, and I am fine," Fran withdrew the strength of his body as if he were in despair.

"Well, Rosemaine"

To the lowly call of the chief priest who cleaned up the horseman, wow, you started preaching, but the chief priest said in a tired voice, "Did you get to collect? I just asked."

Even though I feel like I have eaten a little shoulder watermark, I nod and show the clergyman a bottle filled with Lyrene's nectar.

"Yes, I was able to safely collect Lyrene's nectar, so praise me"

When I took the bottle I offered, the chief clergyman opened the lid of the bottle and nibbled only a little honey in his palm. Then, after narrowing his eyes and pouring magic into the honey, he exhales slowly.

"... oh, what I expected, but this looks like it's stained with your magic. I can't get through magic."

"Huh? That shouldn't be... 'Cause, like the Chief Cleric told you, this sucked, didn't it?

The collection method should not have been wrong. I took out a spoon of the collection tool and said, "Wasn't this the defective product?" When swollen, the chief cleric shook his head loosely.

"It's not. It's Lyrene, who grew up with your magic. The flowers themselves must have stained your magic."

"Ugh... Could it be... me, I failed?

Did I fail to do the tall crochet because of it, begged the goddess, and got Lyrene's nectar? The Chief Cleric, of course, asked everyone who accompanied him with regrets, and the Chief Cleric shook his head loosely.

"No, from the point of view of your material collection, no problem. I don't have a problem...... ha. Anyway, we're going back to the Winter Hall in Fontedorf as soon as possible."

Not just the chief clergyman, Fran, Brother Eckhardt and Dermuel, all the men have a dark color of fatigue. She looks pale and exhales like she's exhausted.

"Is something wrong?

"The story about the wonders of the forest is tomorrow. You'd better go home and get some rest. I'm sure you haven't slept much either."

Oh, my God, they had a hard time swinging by the wonders of the forest, too. However, they told me that the detailed story was tomorrow, and the story was cut off.

I call upon the men who will just begin to return home, leaning their necks, wondering what happened.

"Wait a minute. I'd like to draw a little water from the spring here and go home. It's a healing water that works for a few wounds and diseases, right? I can use it when a sick kid comes out of an orphanage, and I'm looking after him for a few days, so I think I'd be happy to share a little with the village chief in Fontedorf."

"Do as you please."

Fortunately, there is a barrel that was put on the Lesser Bus to carry water on the road. Barrels large enough to contain a few litres, two already emptied. Because of last night's meal and what me and Brigitte used to wipe our bodies.

And I will ask my servants to draw water from the fountain in their barrels, and I will let them ride in the Lesser Bus.

"Because of this, let's also replenish the drinking water"

Each of them replenished the water from the spring with a skin bag for drinking water before returning to the Winter Hall in Fontedorf.

Not only are there men with dark fatigue colors, but the women who fell asleep in the middle of the night, even though it was fun. Everyone bites off the stretch and rubs their eyes from time to time. I'm tired, so I'm supposed to get a good rest of the day.

"Rosemaine, drink this before you go to bed."

"Yes."

After taking a bath of water and refreshing myself, I dived into the bedroom taking the pills of fatigue recovery handed to the Cleric Chief.

"So, what the hell kind of strange experience did the priests have?

After breakfast the next day I asked the Chief Cleric, sipping tea after the meal.

Unlike me, who inquired with excitement, the clergyman, Brother Eckhardt and Darmuel all face up. It doesn't seem like a pleasant memory.

"... in brief, he was being harassed by the goddess"

"Huh?"

He said that the night of Fruitraine, when we were playing with the strange light that sparkled, was a tough night for the men.

"Rosemaine, during the night, we would have taken turns watching, wouldn't we?

I nodded at Brother Eckhardt's words. Waking up and watching in shifts was to be undertaken by knights accustomed to training.

It seems that what happened was during the time the clergyman was on watch.

"The tree moved out on purpose. At first I thought it was the wind, but the wind wasn't blowing, just the trees were crouching"

As he looked around vigilantly, suddenly the trees moved out one way or another, and they began to receive the Lesser Bus from branch to branch. From the chief cleric's explanation, I imagine a lesser bus carried like a bucket relay to the trees, frowning unintentionally at its surreal nature.

"I can't help but believe you. Even I doubted my eyes when I was actually watching. The trees will carry your horseman as they willed. It was an impossible sight."

The clergyman, who saw the Lesser Bus get bucket relayed, immediately beat everyone up and tracked them down, apparently attacking the trees in an attempt to retrieve the Lesser Bus. But there's no way we can directly attack the Lesser Bus we're on.

Lesser buses were taken to the goddess' water bath while they were attacking.

"... I'm glad you weren't attacked with all your power, Chief Cleric or Brother Eckhardt"

The trees are blocked, interrupted, and the distance is kept apart, even as we try to go by horseback towards the fountain. Though we reached before the fountain as we struck down the trees that disturbed us, this time we were held back by thick walls of magic, and we couldn't let them in.

"Only around the fountain wouldn't have felt snow and cold, would it? I knew from the time of the Tallcroche crusade that the magic that was full of them was related, but I didn't think they were full of magic strong enough to be ejected."

Rich in magic, most of the walls of magic have apparently broken through, the chief cleric said so with a bitter face.

He said he was in a very angry state where he could see the fountain and the Lesser Bus from among the trees but could not even try to get in on the spot.

The magical light flies around, and when we're swarming to the Lesser Bus, we're hallucinated by what the hell happens, and when we come out of the Lesser Bus and start playing, we're like, "You fool!" She yelled unexpectedly. Though I didn't hear it at all.

"Anyway, I hope I never again act without thought that such a consolidation of magic would flutter me out into a dangerous place that is massively awkward"

Inside the horseman is filled with my magic, so as long as I'm inside, it's safe, the chief cleric said. He said it was a dangerous act to go outside, not even discerning if the opponent with the magic power was the enemy.

"I didn't feel hostile to that sparkle at all."

"... you don't have to feel hostile at first, but I don't know what would have happened if you guys had broken that mood."

"Oh, that could have happened."

Earlier, separated by the Wall of Magic, he had a headache for our actions, beginning with the Cleric Chief, Fran, Dermuel and Brother Eckhardt.

No matter how many calls you make, nobody's listening. Maybe I'm not hearing you.

I don't even know the mood of those watching, the musicians start playing fesh peel, and the cooks and the sides begin the picnic by spreading the treat.

The chief cleric glanced at me and Brigitte, saying that if we were enough to peek into the fountain and hunt for the tall crochet, we should realize that we were not there.

Me and Brigitte face to face. When I was told that, I had to realize that the men weren't around, but I didn't think of them at all then.

"Is it because I thought the sights around me were too unrealistic, like a dream world?

"I, too, in the Horsebeast, thought I had to stay in touch, but I forgot the moment I got out of the Horsebeast. I didn't really wonder how many people were short at that time."

Brigitte was going to fly the Ordnants when he got out of the Lesser Bus, and he grabbed the Demon Stone and went outside, apparently. But as soon as he went outside, he didn't know what he was going to fly the Ordnants for.

Perhaps you guys had a magical influence, and the chief cleric held his eyebrows back.

"In time, you sang to the fountain. Magic spreads to match the song, and the flowers begin to grow. Do you understand our impatience then?

Can we really pick the nectar of Lyrene? Even though the flowers were beginning to open, he saw me still singing for a long time and was very proud of me.

Brother Eckhardt shrugs his shoulders, too.

"Rosemaine would have gotten on the leaves and headed for the honey, wouldn't she? I'm really surprised."

"Normal people don't do things like riding leaves where scaffolding doesn't hold firm. Think carefully about what you have a horseman for and what I gave you."

And the chief priest said unto me, I struck my hand with the pong.

I see. If I went on horseback to collect, the morning sun must have hit and the leaves turned smaller, but they didn't fall.

"Normal people are smart,"

"No, you're the fool."

It seems that my condition, which I collect at best on leaves that are likely to fall when the wind blows, seemed so dangerous that my stomach crisps.

"When I fell, I watched with harrassment, the walls diminished as the sky brightened"

A strange light disappears into the morning light. At the same time, the strange sights disappear, restoring the appearance of the fountain we know.

"You would still have looked at the sky blurry even though you said you could see everything going back to normal and the leaves at your feet were getting smaller on the seeing us? When I put out my horseman to too much danger and started running through the thinned walls of magic, I found out, the stem broke."

Before the stem broke, he was rushing out with a horseman, so he could catch where I was thrown in the air.

"Thank you so much for your help. If I can make it, I want to make the Chief Cleric a stomach medicine."

"I don't drink such dangerous things. Just feel good, so don't be too dangerous for me."

"... I will do good"

And he said unto me, I will know the rest: and I exhaled.

"I didn't think it would have been that hard, my lords."

We had so much fun in our dreams that we had no idea that the men were struggling so hard to make their stomachs crisp.

"Nevertheless, how could you not let the lords in? Does the Fountain Goddess not like the lord?

"It's enough to be called a water bath. Maybe it's forbidden for men on Fruitraine nights"

Even if Me and Brigitte think about it, I don't see the difference between a man and a woman. Maybe he was after the treats in the Lesser Bus.

I've been thinking about answers a lot, but in the end, no one can possibly know the right answer.

"For one thing, Lyrene's nectar could be harvested. The original plans were fulfilled, so it's a prayer ceremony tomorrow."

"Yes."

Spring material was also harvested, so we left Fontedorf and headed back to the prayer ceremony itinerary.

Before I left Fontedorf, I divided the water from the fountain for you as originally planned.

"Thank you for your help for a while. This is spring water. Use it when an injured or sick person comes out."

"I'm afraid so."

"Perhaps it should be more potent than other waters. The Virgin of Aerenfest has been drawing on it."

When the chief cleric said so to the chief of the village, the chief breathed in surprise and stared alternately at the water in a container that could be sealed with me.

"Holy shit!? I didn't expect to receive such precious water..."

"Chief Cleric!?

And when I looked down upon the chief priest, he whispered, "Let it be so."

It seems there are many inconveniences to being known that spring springs are highly magical. Because the chief cleric said strange things to hide it, the water I gave him was to be treated politely as holy water for healing.

... Well, if you're going to take care of it, that's fine.

A few days after safely completing the rest of the prayer ceremony and returning to the temple, I was summoned by an excited priest.

"What can I do for you? I have a meeting with the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce today..."

Come on, come on.

He was pulled into the hidden room that was the chief cleric's workshop, and this time he talked about the nectar of Lyrene he collected. The chief cleric explained it to me in an exciting fashion, but I'm not sure because there are too many jargon.

"... I mean, what do you mean? Please make it a little easier without jargon. Or give me a book that understands jargon. I'll read it now."

According to the explanation that made it simple, the nectar of the Lyrene collected carries my magic, but is not completely stained with my magic.

"I don't know what that means"

"Completely magical, this is what happens. Crystallize your medicine this way."

With proper magic, they're going to crystallize like green demon stones. I was shown a crystal dyed with the magic of the chief priest, and I was given a bottle.

As I pour out my magic, I listen to the Chief Cleric.

"Since the nectar you collect is the nectar of flowers grown with your magic, it contains a lot of your magic from the beginning. It contains a lot of magic and is of good quality."

"When it's stained with my magic, no one else can use it, can they?

"Normally, yes. But the nectar of Lyrene can also be dyed by the magic of others. Because of your magic, it is a quality that is repulsive but worth dyeing in order to dye"

The chief cleric said so, rolling green crystals in his palm.

"I am very curious whether this can be done because it is the lirene nectar picked on the night of Fruitraine, or if it can be done the same with other materials. Why don't you grow all sorts of demon trees with Rosemaine, her, and magic?

"I don't mind growing demon trees because it's going to be paper research too..."

If, with the permission of the Chief Cleric, I could grow demon trees and use them for paper making research, I would love to. But there's a lot of anxiety about that.

"Is there enough room for magic in Aerenfest to spend my magic on demon tree growth and experimentation?

Keep it in your chest that you are sneaking up a trombe, and I will tilt my neck to show it.

After watching lightly, the chief clergyman slowly chopped a wrinkle between his eyebrows and shook his head slowly with a bitter expression.

"... None"

"Right?

The demon tree cultivation plan was immediately frustrated, but the clergyman gave up badly.

"Rosemaine, it's about ten years from now, and you can have some leeway for the magic of the territory, or you can grow up and have more magic before you experiment?

New material, but I don't know if it's a new novel about witchcraft, but the Chief Cleric is motivated. It's just a 10-year plan.

"My magic is high, isn't it?

When I laughed and chested with huffiness, the chief cleric snorted with huffiness to ridicule him.

"What do you want? Money will get you ready?

"Chief Cleric, do you think I want money?

Nikki laughed and the chief clergyman made a slightly more alarmed face.

It seems that my magic is really necessary for experimentation, even if I am alert, I still don't speak of stopping.

They seem to estimate the value a lot higher, so I decide to pluck it as high as possible.

"Ten years from now is fine. Give me the library in exchange for my magic."

The chief clergyman carved a wrinkle between his eyebrows and avoided a clear response.