Ascendance of a Bookworm

In the night sky beyond the wide open window, a white costume of winged Heavenly Horse and Charlotte emerges. I opened my eyes wide to its appearance, which gradually grew smaller.

In an instant, his whole body is stained with anger, and his magic is rising all over his body. I remember this feeling where my body was hot enough to boil but my head core was chilling off.

"Charlotte!"

Intimidation is too far away to work without sight. I sat back in my seat and grabbed the steering wheel so that I could quickly regain Charlotte, leaving myself to my wrath. Keep pouring more magic into the steering wheel with the momentum of slamming.

... Forgive me seriously! Whoever imitates my lovely sister will not forgive me!

"Wait, Lord of the Lord!

"Dear Rosemaine! Please excuse me for accompanying you!

The voice of the chief cleric echoed from Angelica's demon sword, Steinluke, and the next moment he was unintentionally freaked out, there was a shock on the ceiling with Angelica's voice, and the single-passenger Lesser Bus shook about.

Angelica's hand grabbed the edge of both windows, which showed Angelica jumped on top of the Lesser Bus and stuck to the ceiling. I unwittingly round my eyes to the unexpected actions of Angelica.

"Angelica, it's dangerous!?

"I spare the magic of putting out the horseman, so I'll go on like this! Hurry up!"

Angelica shouted in a sharp voice, "You can escape," and I immediately stepped on the accelerator to the fullest extent once I nodded. Lesser buses run out of momentum and dash hard at the windows.

"Don't be impotent, both of you!

I heard Brother Cornelius screaming from behind us running after us, but it's too late. The Lesser Bus, which is massively beating up my magic powers driven by anger, flew out into the night sky, aiming at the dwarfing white horseman to save Charlotte.

In the clear night sky of winter, the Lesser Bus runs straight with Angelica stranded on the ceiling. Thanks to the bright and glowing moon, the target, the horseman and Charlotte, are floating white and don't worry about losing sight of them.

"Return Charlotte!

"Sister!?

Charlotte, who saw my Lesser Bus in her black-crushed arms, reached out to me with all her might for help. Charlotte's face is stretched to fear, and her blue eyes are wet and red in tears.

... I will never forgive you for making my sweet Charlotte cry.

Take that hand that's being stretched out. My sister definitely rescues me. I keep my magic flowing as I stare at my kidnappers.

The black-crushed kidnapper who grabbed Charlotte looked back with his eyes narrowed to make fun of Charlotte for asking for help and opened his eyes slightly.

"Oh, you can fly!? Grunge with no wings, why!?

The hasty voice I could tell I was stunned belonged to the man. I can only see the eye area, but now I see surprise and impatience, unlike at the time of the kidnapping when there was room and mockery.

Apparently this man didn't know that my Lesser Bus could fly in the sky just like a normal horseman. I don't know if I've only seen it used for travel in the castle or just heard it from a castle clerk, but it doesn't seem to have much connection to the side servants attached to the northern detachment.

To the man who is raising his heavenly voice, I leave it to my anger emotions to penetrate in the Lesser Bus.

"I will never forgive you, hey!

"Sister, help me!

Following a man who increases the speed of the horseman to escape a little faster, I also increase the speed of the Lesser Bus. I could see the distance shrinking as I looked. Looking back, I can see that the eyes of the man who confirms my position are full of impatience, wolf and fear.

Looking back over and over again, he saw me chasing him and Charlotte calling me, and once the man held Charlotte back, he threw momentum into the air. Keep moving in the opposite direction of Charlotte.

Charlotte's blue eyes open to surprise as Charlotte's white costume flutters and sways into the air with nothing. Having been thrown in the air several times, I knew that floating, unreliable and fearful.

"Charlotte!"

I will cut the handle to Charlotte, who was thrown out immediately. Charlotte's rescue is paramount. I may be able to escape to blackcrumbs, but that doesn't matter. It's the knight's job to catch him.

As soon as I ran to Charlotte with all my might, Steinluke's allegations echoed from above.

"Then no, Lord of the Lord! You're gonna hit the princess like this!

"Heh heh!?

Pointing out that I would wear Charlotte, I hurriedly braked. Dan! and if you step on the brake with all your strength, the Lesser Bus stops by making sure to reverse the hair. Lesser buses froze with the shock of Gakun.

At the next moment, Angelica, who was sticking to the ceiling of the Lesser Bus, blew up momentum, Piùn.

"Wow!? Angelica!?"

"Don't worry as you strengthen your body!

Angelica hugs Charlotte in the air as she twists and changes her posture in the air, pushing into Charlotte with momentum. Charlotte's hand was turned on Angelica's back and I found myself desperately grabbing it.

"Rescue the princess!

Steinluke's voice echoes proudly into the night sky without a heart.

Various things have sprung out of my chest in a mixture of relief that I should have done with Charlotte, the joy of being able to help Charlotte out safely, and the emotion of Angelica for her brilliant movements.

"Angelica! It's wonderful!

Before I raise my hands and praise, Angelica falls together, holding Charlotte, drawing a parabola.

"Lord! You're going to fall with the princess as you are! What are you going to do!?

"Trouble!"

The voices of Stynrook and Angelica echoed. Where is the joy and emotion of earlier? I turned bright blue in an instant.

"Are you helpless, Angelica!?

"Yes!"

I was clearly answered by the falling Angelica. Apparently Angelica was only thinking about helping Charlotte out with her physique.

"Geez! Who!"

As I try to climb myself out of the window, to see where I fell, and to move the horseman toward Angelica and Charlotte falling, the wolfish horseman rushes through me downward in momentum at a tremendous speed.

The wolf-like horseman, very similar to Brother Eckhardt's horseman, is the same as the one depicted on the crest of the house.

"Brother Cornelius!

"I'll make it!

Apparently, Brother Cornelius, who was coming after us with a horseback, leaves such a voice and rushes towards Angelica and Charlotte, who are falling.

"Brother Cornelius, come on!

Brother Cornelius' riding beast, which gave him full speed, caught up with the two falling quickly, ahead of me staring as I held a sweat in my hand.

And then Brother Cornelius, who approached the falling two to walk side by side, grabs Angelica's cape and pulls it, and leads them straight to sit behind themselves, catching them brilliantly.

"Yikes! Brother Cornelius, that's cool!

It will be because of the strain on your body if you make a rapid change of direction, Brother Cornelius gradually changes direction horizontally as you run downwards even after you catch the two. Drawing a large curve, he rushes up again a little bit, coming this way.

Confirming the steady movement of the horseman and the presence of the three men on the horseman, I was finally sure that everyone was safe.

"Wow, wow! Yay!

When I was thrilled to slap my hand, the Lesser Bus moved on its own. Even though I am not gripping the handle or stepping on the accelerator, suddenly the lesser bus tilts and the gakun and body become oblique.

"To?"

My Lesser Bus began to fall as if it were pulled by something. Not knowing what had happened, I sat in my seat in such a way as to buttcake with Dosun. I grab the handle and step in the accelerator as I make my eyes black and white, trying to get the Lesser Bus in shape somehow.

"Is that it?

When I stepped in the accelerator, the Lesser Bus foot was moving a little bit at first, but my foot stopped moving immediately as if something had gotten tangled.

"What is this!?

Neither can it be stationary on the spot, and the lesser bus is dragged down diagonally so that it is pulled by something.

"Wow!? Hiaaaaaahhhh!"

Brother Cornelius, who was coming this way, opened his eyes wide when he saw the falling Lesser Bus.

"Rosemaine!"

Lesser buses fall around the castle, toward the area where tall trees grew like forests.

As I was screaming and grabbing the handle, I found the Lesser Bus tangled in a thin net of light in the light of the moon, on the verge of penetrating into the woods. As soon as I found out I was trapped in a net of malice, not a lesser bus malfunction or malaise, I developed goosebumps all over my body.

As he wandered around and looked around, he realized that there was a presence pulling a net made of magic in the shade of the trees. I'm guessing he's one of the kidnappers, black-crushed and invisible, but only black hands grabbing a faint net of light.

When I thought I had to flee, I was pulled to the ground by a force stronger than ever, and I fell to the ground every Lesser Bus. He fell while hitting the guns and the surrounding trees, Don! be tapped to the ground with the loud noise that

The impact was smaller than expected, but my body floated in the car, hitting here and there.

"There he is..."

After all, seat belts are a must. Then you might want to consider introducing an airbag as well.

With that in mind, I rose and rose in the overturned one-person Lesser Bus. My torso automatically comes out of the window.

"Hih!?

The moment I get up, a band of light jumps in and wraps around me.

Ahead of the belt of light popping up, the blackcrumb with only the eye area out was holding the stamp.

The next moment, when memories of the occasion when the former temple chief was wrapped around in a belt of light coming out of the shtarp of the clergyman and single-fished during the battle against Schnetilm passed my head, I was single-fished by the blackheads. Pulled hard enough, he moves toward the blackheads and flies through the air.

It was in the corner of my sight that the Lesser Bus returned to the Demonic Stone because it was wound up in a belt of light made of the magic of others, or because my concentration was cut and my magic supply was cut off.

"Ahhh!

The blackcrumb that fished me alone, unlike the chief cleric, could not be taken, and my body slammed to the ground, slipping zazzled.

And when he saw me, the black-crush holding the stamp rolling to the ground, he narrowed his gruesome grey eyes thinly.

"We finally got him. You really let me trick you into thinking that the Blue Witch Apprentice would be the adoptive daughter of a lord. But with him, he'll be happy."

I can only see the eye area, but I can still tell. This man only sees me like a thing. It was the eyes of a nobleman who sees civilians, not at all acknowledging my will, etc.

To the gaze I was accustomed to seeing, but not at all in the last year or so, I recall the numerous dangers of aristocratic relations that I have experienced so far. Former Temple Chief, Sikikoza, Count Bindebalt...... I don't have any busy memories of this kind of gaze.

My spine softened, trembled, and I put magic into the ring to protect myself.

"Szczeria, the goddess of wind. Serve the side...... Kephew!?

As soon as he starts chanting, he is stomped on his stomach and forced to interrupt the chant. I manage to escape with my stomach aches and weights, but the man weighs even more.

"Oh, speaking of which, was the Virgin of Aerenfest able to use blessings?

As the man said so to mock him, he put his hand in his nostrils and took out the medicine holder. Make a noise with the cock and the lid in the medicine holder opens. I just think there are harmful medicines in there, no matter what you look at them from anywhere.

I try desperately, but I could not move as much as a potato bug in a state held up by an adult man.

Gah, the man who grabbed my jaw pours medicine into my mouth. At the same time, bitter liquid spreads into my mouth.

He prevents it from pouring in with his tongue and struggles to spit out his meds without having managed to swallow them, but he was picked tight in the nose by a man who noticed my little resistance.

I couldn't breathe, and the moment my body asked for oxygen, the medicine poured into the back of my throat. Despite my desire for oxygen, it was the medicine that poured me in, or the fluid in my trachea, and I could defy it fiercely.

"Ho ho! Ooh! …"

"Shut up."

The man says so briefly and circles his gaze to hold my mouth and explore what is going on around him.

While it is being held down, the feeling gradually disappears from where the liquid has flowed. I find my lips and tongue immobilized and my senses blurred, as if when I was anesthetized at a dentist, I move desperately the moving parts of my feet and hands, driven by fear.

"Rosemaine! Rosemaine!

He came running down to the woods looking for me. Brother Cornelius' voice echoed a little far away.

Brother Cornelius, I tried to scream, but at some point I could no longer move my mouth or speak. It must be because of the earlier medication, my mouth stopped moving freely, and I can't make a voice other than the breathing sound of hi-joo.

"... Huh!?

Blood draws me to the fear that I can no longer call for help or pray and use the shield of the wind. Until earlier, even my hands and feet, which were moving freely, were getting heavier and heavier, and I stopped moving against my will.

... Scary.

"Did it work?"

Even if the bands of light are broken by the man who narrowed his eyes and said so, my body is already paralyzed and immobile.

There's a man's face at this close range, so at least, I wish I could have activated just intimidation, but the magic in my body doesn't work well because fear stands ahead of anger.

... Scary.

When the black-crushed man held me aside, he threw me unconstitutionally toward the two men who had waited with the horse a short distance away.

"Bring it to the carriage."

To put it that way, the black-crushed man disappeared into the trees so that he could be covered in darkness.

It was some side-service, no, men dressed like underwork who took me. I move my gaze at the appearance of men who are not blackheads in an attempt to remember at all the characteristics of both of them.

So as to inhibit it, by two men I will wrap my whole body in cloth, like luggage, and my vision will be only the cloth of creation.

... Scary.

Immediately after the floating sensation that was glitched up, it felt fixed somewhere. The next moment I thought maybe the horse put me on it, the horse ran out with a hiss. Gakun Gakun and his whole body shake and the shock comes with a docond around his stomach.

But the only thing that comes through my stomach is not pain, but strange discomfort, whether the earlier medication is blunting my senses. Fear only increases somewhat because of the strangeness of my senses.

... Scary.

"Rosemaine!"

You noticed the hissing and footsteps of the horse, and I found that Brother Cornelius' voice turned to this way. However, in these treey places it will be difficult to use a horseman who spreads his feathers wide.

Brother Cornelius' voice, which includes haste, is gradually distant.

... Help!

Guardian knights, clergymen, fathers, adoptive fathers, fathers, Lutz and one face after another disappear in my head.

I called desperately for help in a voiceless voice.

... Help!