Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Mmm? Right. You'll need experience fighting while you're escorting them."

When I invited him to join me in collecting them, my uncle took them on with pleasure. Caressing his jaw, he starts talking about candidates and belongings.

"Sounds like you should report it to Master Ferdinand once and for all. I've been told many times not to act on my own."

I sent Ordnants to the Chief Cleric. "In the Castle Forest, we collect it in conjunction with escort training. If it's dangerous, it's hard, so your uncle will supervise it. Don't worry," he said.

The Chief Cleric replied immediately.

"You idiot. It would be impossible to decide. How more dangerous is Master Bonifatius than the Warcraft of the Forest. Even if you're going to help Master Bonifatius, who can't help you yet, if he throws you out, you're going to die. How many lives have we had before? Don't do anything extra that annoys my hands when I don't know what's at the Lords' Conference. You got it?

Ordnants replied, so I was pressed three times in case, and my uncle and I would look at each other.

"It's a shame. No, my uncle."

"Ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg..."

Unlike me, who flaunted his shoulder to give up because he had no choice, my uncle seemed already willing to go. After biting his back teeth off critical, he popped out with the permission of the chief cleric. Do you even use it for physical enhancement, it is very fast?

"Dear uncle, you're gone"

"Your master must have been happy that Master Rosemayne asked you to do it. I don't have a lot of contact, you said."

As I look at the doors that have been opened, Angelica says with a small smile, closing the doors. Me and Angelica are the only ones who can relax and laugh at my uncle's condition, and Eudit, who has been told the inability to collect, is in tears.

"Dear Rosemayne, what happens to my collection that I cannot?

"I will ask Master Ferdinand if he can't send us to collect only escort knight apprenticeships. Still, if you say no, I'll split the recovery pills I made the other day."

If you're an apprentice, that's enough, there are still recovering pills left. At any rate, I will not use it, so I may divide it for you into Eudit.

"Has Master Rosemaine made a restorative medicine? You haven't learned that yet, have you?

"I learned it from Master Ferdinand. They have to be able to make their own healing pills."

"... that's tough"

"Now you can't rely on the sourcing or creation of materials. I want to be able to make my own medicine as soon as possible."

Talking to Eudit like that, the Ordnants flew in. The white bird speaks out in the voice of an extremely grumpy cleric.

"Don't forget to prepare your recovery pills. Then, don't let Cornelius off the side. Properly order me to protect myself from Master Bonifatius. Got it?

Yes, three times, when Ordonanz returned to the yellow Demon Stone, his uncle jumped in.

"We got permission from Ferdinand! Tomorrow we collect."

Apparently, he's been forced to get permission. Lifted up by my floating uncle and turned around, my head creeping, the repeated attention of the clergyman, "Lord Bonifatius is the most dangerous," has occupied my head, and my collection into the woods has become very anxious.

Today it is collected in the woods of the castle. And when I had finished my breakfast, I was dressed as a beast. As adoptive daughters of the Lords, the costumes that Richarda and Brunhilde could forgive were beast clothes. I was going to make it a cool costume for collecting, but I couldn't beat the momentum between the two of them. Lower leather bags, restorative medicines, etc. that put the collected items in the leather belt from the top of the riding beast clothes and are ready.

"Dear Rosemaine, I am ready, too."

Filine also wears riding beast clothes and fastens her leather belt.

Today's collection was to go in large numbers. The side servants said they would not accompany them because they were busy setting up rooms, embroidering, but they wanted to accompany them for the collection of magic equipment material, as the civilian apprentices Hartmoot and Filine would be needed in a lecture at the House of Lords. They usually buy it from a knight apprentice because it's dangerous when a warcraft comes out without a knight.

"Good morning, Rosemaine."

"... Brother Wilfried is ready too"

"Hmm. This is my first material collection, so I'm looking forward to it."

Upon hearing from the escort knight about the material gathering, Wilfried also wanted to accompany him at the dinner table "to gather material for conditioning in the House of Lords next year". His uncle objected to the cleric chief, "If you can't take them both, stop them", saying, "I can protect you two or so," so the number increased even more. Several have also been driven out of the Knights by escorts.

Okay, let's go.

With your uncle in a good mood, I am leaving on the Lesser Bus.

I've never been in a castle forest before. No, I've just never stepped in at my will, and I've been in it unintentionally, in the flow from Charlotte's kidnapping to my attempted kidnapping.

"It's okay, isn't it? You'd be relieved to have an uncle, wouldn't you?

"Even if the Warcraft comes out, it's mostly just trinkets, like Zanze and Eyfint. I don't need to leave."

With that said, my uncle walks next to the Lesser Bus.

I know Zanze and Eyfint. Warcraft that resembles a cat as tall as an adult's knee that used to be when he headed to collect material for Jurevé, or a warcraft as big as a cat in a squirrel-like fashion. Darmuel, you can get rid of even one warcraft, so with all these knights, you won't have any problems at all.

"Here, apprentice! Don't break formation! We're on escort duty!

My uncle scolds the young apprentices who try to jump ahead of me the moment they find the leaves that make up the material for the recovery pills. The Knights of the Knights they are following together and the Apprentice Knights trained by their uncles as Guardian Knights of the Lords' clan have not broken formation.

"What if the escort jumps out to collect!? Start by exploring the perils and making sure they're safe."

Brother Cornelius opened his mouth next to his uncle holding his head to see if he had to teach from this place.

"I just practice what I learned in seating. If you're in third grade or above, you know it. Escorts' minds, recitations!

Reflectively, the apprentices began to express their understanding. Me and Wilfried have both witnessed what was said in the dorm of the House of Lords.

"If you know what I mean, move right. Look, it's an eyefint."

To just one warcraft, an apprentice strained to jump out saying it was his turn, was scolded again. Instead of trying to show me what's good for you, I want you to make sure you're safe for the escort.

Even if you know with your head, it's going to be hard for apprentices who are completely stained with the style of total attack once they see the Warcraft to change their behavior immediately. This might be a better level of practice.

It hunts small warcraft that sometimes emerges, and gathers almost as the reprimand of his uncle falls.

Materials required are different in lower and upper classes. And because magic is needed even in formulating, different materials are needed, even advanced, intermediate, and lower. More than sophomores who have lectured in the House of Lords have seen the real thing, so I'll just collect it, but I've only seen it in the illustrations in the reference book, so I'm not sure what the real thing is.

"Behankraut will need it to make a healing pill"

"Oh, you should also collect this. Charlaup is an affordable material to make Ordnants because of its strong wind attributes."

Darmuel and Haltmut will tell you better material to keep. When I leave the Lesser Bus, I change the Starp to "Messer" and pick up the material.

"Rosemaine, look at this! Look, don't you think it's cool?

Wilfried put out his own stamp looking good at it. It seems to be popular among first-year lord candidates and senior aristocrats, a stamped stamp. However, Wilfried's Starp didn't just have a crest on it. It is designed so that the part of the handles is a three-dimensional lion and the tip of the stamp is popping out of the mouth of a wide open lion.

"... that's amazing"

"Huh, isn't it?

It's cool to use the crest, but it should have taken a long time before I could always imagine this and create a stamp. It's amazing how much time you can take to a cool stamp. I gave up early that it was a waste of time.

... Looks like Brother Wilfried had plenty of room for what he said about me being gone from the House of Lords.

But this cool stamp took the form of a regular knife the moment he called it a "messer". That's just how hard it has been to keep it cool.

"... Darmuel, is this for sure?

"Similar, but no. This is easy to understand when you look at the roots. Look, this place is turning red, right?

In Darmuel's commentary on Filine, ho ho ho, nodding next door, I cut the leaves with a Messer of Sturp and put them in a leather bag.

"Rosemaine, you should pick a lung op too."

My uncle pointed at the tree and said so. Looking up, my uncle has white nuts at the tip of his finger.

"Uncle, pick it. I can't reach it."

"Say what? You'll be fine now."

I got my hands on both sides and my uncle hugged me a lot higher. I picked the white fruit in front of me with a messer.

"Dear Bonifatius, I want the same thing as Rosemaine, but how do I pick it..."

"Huh! All right, now! Pick!"

Wilfried, who is bigger than me, also lifted lightly. Your uncle is powerful.

... Speaking of which, Brother Cornelius was also swinging.

"My uncle lifted me this time, but how do you pick the nuts in such a high position? Riding beasts are hard to use in the woods, aren't they?

My Lesser Bus should be hard to use in woods with lots of trees, without people around me, all riders who can go up but take the shape of wide spreading wings.

"If you're this tall, you can go right up with physical strengthening. This is how you pick it, Master Rosemaine."

Brother Cornelius stabs the knife in the trunk, scaffolding it and leaps lightly. He grabbed the branch with both hands that was ahead of him when he jumped up and gently went up.

"Is there anyone else who needs Lung-Op?

"I want me too."

"Coming."

Voices rose from several of the knights. It seems to be a material used to make a slightly higher quality restorative for advanced knights. Cut some and Brother Cornelius drops the Lung-op fruit down.

Brother Cornelius jumped in somewhat of a go.

"Leonore, look, this.... because if I had seen it from above, I would hardly have received it"

"Thank you, I know, Cornelius."

Leonore received with pleasure.

Angelica went up the tree instead of Brother Cornelius coming down. This is also a mild movement using physical enhancement. As soon as I collect some lung ops, I'll be right down. I see Angelica is careful not to leave me as much as possible.

"On that branch, you're Zanze"

Leonore discovered Zanze alerting the Vilfleets walking forward. There's a little distance, so it might not be a problem to leave it alone, but it's safer to get rid of it because I'd have trouble getting attacked from behind.

"Eudit, this time make a slingshot in Starp and now try to target Zanze"

Pointing to Zanze, a little distance away, I say, Eudit nods lightly and deforms it into a slingshot, not the usual long sword at Starp. Would it be easy to explain it as something like a Y-shaped pussy? With that slingshot I had Zanze targeted with the stone I picked up and gave him.

It hits me gut, Zanze falls. You must have noticed the sound, Brother Lamprecht runs out with an immediate weapon and trumps Zanze on his way down. All that remained was a small demonic stone.

"When Eudit learns to strengthen his body, he'll be able to increase his flying distance, and if he increases his magic, he's going to be able to magically produce flying objects and fly one after the other. Again, I think throwing is better for Eudit than throwing a long sword."

"Mm-hmm. At this point, you can guess this distance. If you train and grow, you're going to get a lot more accuracy."

My uncle nods like he was impressed and looks down at Eudit.

"It is their strength to have the means to attack the enemy without leaving the side to be escorted. Improve."

"Ha!"

Eudit replies out loud happy.

"Depending on the number and range of enemies and the weather, Ferdinand's memorandum said it would be very effective if powders such as sleeping pills and paralysis pills could be successfully thrown at the enemy."

"No matter how effective it is, I can't prepare the medicine."

Eudit, who triumphed over the treasure stealing ditter with my oddity, lamented that he could not, not to say that he was neither cowardly nor knightly in the way of the chief cleric.

"You need a brilliant civilian who can make effective drugs and magic equipment."

"Have you called, Master Rosemaine?

Haltmoot comes out all the time. Speaking of which, Haltmoot was excellent as well.

"We were talking about what Eudit throws. It's not just stones, but sleeping pills and numbing pills that work for Ditter."

"Let's think about it. According to Master Justkus, when he was a treasure theft ditter, it was a show of arms for the civilian population to build effective magic equipment and lead self-rule to victory. Most of the magic equipment that was made around that time was extensively influential, and in the arena it affected the audience, so it was forbidden to use in the competition, but I think it could be used in action."

I looked up to Haltmoot's reliable words with an eye of respect.

"What matters is the actual battle. Haltmoot, consider some effective magic equipment thrown by Eudit. I'll buy it."

"Yes, sir."

Looks like you've found your way along. Eudit happily breaks up with you.

"I work hard to compress magic, strengthen my body, and sharpen my throwing skills, Master Rosemaine."

"You have to prepare a number of objects to throw and think carefully about which opponents, when and which are the most effective to throw. It is also important to look at the war situation and read the enemy's array, so don't study hard."

"Yes!"

... All right! Now the situation of just working out your body like Angelica should have been avoided!

Phew, and as Eudit and I looked at each other and laughed, my uncle suddenly stopped.

"Stop!"

"... Uncle?

"Smells like Grune"

As I tilted my neck, "Nothing stinks," my uncle pointed at a single tree as he moved his nose slightly. They're staining that tree with the smell of Grune claiming territory.

... My uncle looks like a wild animal.

Grune, who comes out at this time of year, is caged and hungry in his nest for a long time to raise his children, and on top of that, he says he is concerned for his children and his number (cont 'd) will always be close, making him a very troublesome opponent.

"The collection is over. Return immediately to form a crusade. Can we get a civilian on Rosemaine's horseman? The escort should be solidified."

As my uncle returns immediately, I give instructions and say, "Master, I'm out!" and the voice was raised from Angelica at the same time.

"... is that Grune?

"Oh, yeah"

"Isn't that not at all similar to you, Lesser! It's not cute at all!

Deep green and black stripes, with galloping bodies, vicious eyes, mouth tearing wide apart. That physique is never big. It's as small as St. Bernard's.

As soon as the two Grunes opened their mouths wide, they smelled like a very dark miso.

"Ouch!"

A little nostalgic and good smell, I thought, I felt very subtle when I saw a knight holding his nose and stuffing.

... Oh well. This smells so bad.

"Protect the escort, let him go! The Knights are the only ones to fight!

Zach, an adult advanced knight comes forward, takes his weapon out of the stamp and sets it up, and an intermediate knight follows it. One of the apprentice knights who was told he didn't need to fight took out his weapon at Starp.

"We also defeated Grune in a territorial rivalry, so we can fight!

"I didn't ask you that! Follow orders!

I immediately turned up the Lesser Bus and spoke to the Civilians to board. But the civilian, who is rarely on the battlefield, opens his eyes wide, looks at Grune, and doesn't move.

Brother Lamprecht with Vilfleet was the most visible to leave the front, and as haphazardly, Vilfleet's escort knight apprentice gave out the horseman and continued later.

I made sure to poke Hartmoot looking up at it, and Dermuel pushed him into a large, open-entry, open-entry Lesser Bus.

"Don't blur! Get in there now!

Next, throw in the filine and throw in Eudit. I immediately close the door and grip the handle so that it can jump out immediately. Brother Cornelius, Leonore and Darmuel put out the horseman and jumped on board.

As we flew, Grune seemed to jump towards us at such a speed that he could not see. My enhanced uncle jumped up the same way and punched Grune to find out that. Actually, I haven't even seen exactly where I hit him. I just figured out that there was a sound of Grune flying away in the woods and that my uncle was dressed with his arm swinging out, so I guess he hit him.

"I'm not letting Rosemaine do this!

With the words of my comforting uncle and the guardian guarding my surroundings, I will move the Lesser Bus and return to the castle.

Seeing Brother Lamprecht's horseman flying earlier head to the Knights' training ground, Dermuel gave Brother Cornelius instructions to "give Ordnants to Master Ferdinand". Brother Cornelius flies the Ordnants as he runs through the sky, makes contact, and we return to the castle.

"I think we should leave this to the Knights later. Dear Rosemaine, are you hurt?

I nodded "I'm fine" to confirm Darmuel. For one thing I was able to collect, and I was glad, and when I got off the Lesser Bus, Eudit jumped out of the entrance and exit.

"Darmuel, I am not a civilian! I'm an escort knight apprentice! You can travel by horseman, and you are not an object that must be protected!

Eudit, thrown into the Lesser Bus with the civilians, lifts his kick-ass eyes and stares at Darmuel. He wanted to be proud to be an escort knight apprentice. He was hurt.

"Why did you throw me at Lord Rosemayne's horseman?

Darmuel looked down at Eudit in tears with a troubled eye. Open your mouth as Angelica tilts her neck.

"I guess it's because you thought Eudit was the best fit, isn't it? I thought Eudit was the right man."

"Huh?"

Eudit saw Angelica with a decent eye. Angelica, however, gives no further explanation. You look like you've finished all your explanations.

Darmuel sighed in comparison to Eudit, who looked completely incomprehensible to Angelica on the face he had done.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't really understand why Eudit is angry, but I'm pretty sure he wants to know why he put Eudit on Lord Rosemayne's horseback?

"Yes."

Darmuel politely explains to Eudit with a hard expression.

"Above and beyond the civilian riding, one must surely have an escort knight aboard Lord Rosemayne's horseman. If Eudit could defeat the enemy with a throw, with Lord Rosemayne's permission, he could attack even from among the horsemen, right? I decided to get Eudit on board because I thought he was best suited to escort me on board a riding beast..."

"Isn't it because I'm short as an escort knight apprentice?

Looks like Eudit's complex of hard to get into escort duty was distorting Darmuel's behavior and capturing him. Apparently he noticed that. Dermuel shook his head, grinning bitterly.

"I don't think I can throw all that and lack the eudites recognized by Master Bonifatius.... More than that, didn't you forget the escort duty among the horsemen that you were thinking about that?

Eudit opened his eyes wide and opened and closed his mouth puckedly before turning bright red to his ears and leaning down "I'm sorry".

After all, our escort knight seems better clustered around Dermuel. After this I saw Eudit, who had become nostalgic to Darmuel and asked various questions, and I thought so.