Ascendance of a Bookworm

By the time the five bells rang the day before the meeting, the clergyman had brought Justkus and Brother Eckhardt to the dormitory. To hear what the report alone does not know, and to have a meeting of the meeting. In a multi-purpose hall where the students welcoming him waited nervously, the clergyman once looked around at the students lined up in shifts and began to give instructions.

"Richarda, get ready for a room to talk to Rosemaine."

"Yes, sir."

Richarda and Brunhilde leave immediately, and the clergyman turns his gaze to Wilfried and Charlotte, who stand in the middle.

"Vilfleet, Charlotte. This call was made in connection with the crusade of Turnisbefalen. It's not like my call will be spoken of in a big way either, as Aerenfest is supposed to not divulge what he crusaded around. I'll take full responsibility for Rosemaine's aftermath, so they can put the dorm together and stay out of social hands."

"Nice to meet you, uncle"

It's like the teachers told me that the matter of parental calls cannot be solved by children alone. Wilfried, who was war-torn about how difficult things were going, gave a reassuring smile.

"Justkus, after you're ready for your room, keep track of your progress in preparing for the Territorial Match."

"I understand."

Yustokus flips himself to prepare the room for the clergyman to stay tonight. After a glimpse of the situation, I immediately set my gaze on Haltmoot.

"Civilian apprenticeships are the finest students. Prepare materials, etc. so that they can report on their readiness around Haltmoot and meet here again."

Hartmoot and Filine, accustomed to the way the clergyman shakes his work by helping him in the temple, quickly return his heels. However, most of the civilian apprentices do not seem to be able to go about changing circumstances and look pokaneous. Haltmoot returned to his room and slapped Rhoderich lightly on his shoulder.

"Don't blur, Rhoderich. If you hurry, Master Justkus is amazingly quick to work."

When Rhoderich started chasing Haltmoot like he was hazy, the other civilian apprentices began to move like they were in a panic. By the time the atmosphere of the multi-purpose hall is in a hurry, Richarda returns ready for her private room.

"Rosemaine, here you are. Come."

I was summoned by the chief cleric, and I was brought to a smaller conference room, the source of Richarda's guidance. The clergyman who took his seat told me to sit in the front, and I was seated in a leaselator drawing my seat.

... Ugh, "Calling from the House of Lords means troublesome things again" would piss me off.

I softly hold the area around my stomach, confirming with a flicker the face of the clergyman whose emotions have not floated. I'm not so bad, but it's an immobile fact that got the clergyman into trouble.

"Only the temple chief will talk about the scriptures to be dealt with, so get out if you are not a temple official, etc. All you have to do is escort knights in front of the door."

As the chief clergyman tried to kick out all the neighbors, Richarda lifted his eyes.

"Ferdinand boy, you can't just talk to the two of us!

"Richarda, back off. It's nothing else to be told. Most importantly, it's a waste of time."

"Boy! There's no way that a princess with some fiancées would set up an opportunity to be misunderstood. Side proximity is not allowed to be present"

Richarda's words are perfectly natural, if we consider them as aristocratic common sense. It's weirder the state of the temple where you can get rid of it and cage it in the workshop. But I think that discussing it here with the Chief Cleric will also include the treatment of the magical formations that have surfaced in the scriptures. It's too dangerous to let the neighbors hear it.

The chief clergyman thought a little after carving a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows, "... I have no choice. Only Eckhardt and Cornelius can get inside. That's it, I give in," he said, otherwise waved gently to get out of the room.

"I just want you to leave a female escort knight if you can, but you can't help but feel safer about your blood clan," Richarda said, leaving the room.

After leaving Brother Eckhardt and Brother Cornelius to make sure the door was completely closed, the clergyman ordered two of the escort knights.

"You both stand against the door."

"Ha!"

Unlike Brother Eckhardt, who immediately turned his body around while the clergyman ordered him to, Brother Cornelius said, "Huh?" and blink her eyes. The chief cleric reprimanded Brother Cornelius, who was confused that the escort knight would take his eyes off the escort object.

"Cornelius, it's late!

"Ha!"

Let them stand against the door, that is, with their backs turned to us, and the Chief Cleric took out the antibugging magic equipment. Apparently, they can't even let you read the movement of your lips. Even though I don't like the way the chief clergyman takes a harsh stance, I get more nervous.

"Dear Ferdinand, I am so sorry. I can't stop the biblical comparison..."

From myself before the guts get angry! And when I apologized, the chief of the clergy shook his head, thinking that he would grasp the magic tools to prevent eavesdropping.

"It is within my expectations that I will be called. Instead, he gave instructions to put my name in the answer to make a reason for the call. I didn't have to do biblical comparisons or anything in a situation where you were the only one, so let's just say it ended well."

Apparently, for the chief cleric, the parental call was within expectations. I don't seem angry, so I stroke my chest down and think of tomorrow's meeting.

"But comparing the temple chief's scriptures has been a big deal"

"I don't quite understand what's the big deal?

"Huh? Because... you know, wouldn't you be in trouble if you saw the magic formations?

Don't talk to me like that with that scary face, I was strictly ordered. If they saw anything else, wouldn't it be very troublesome? The clergyman gently clasped his shoulders to my doubts.

"If you can't see us, there's nothing wrong with that. I mean, it's just a good story if you don't slip your mouth or inadvertently say something extra. I came here to prevent it."

Since the Chief Cleric did not see any magic formations in Justkus either, he predicts that the conditions for seeing include the aptitude and protected attributes of the person, the amount of magic, and in addition to that, there will be other conditions. Otherwise, it seems odd that he suddenly became visible to me and the clergyman.

"Perhaps not even those in the conference room can see the magic formation"

"If I were there, how would I do it?

"We don't see anything, no matter how. It is the choice of that person to silently and sneakingly aim for the throne in an attempt to cause a fool to be accidentally read out in sight from the royal family. It's not what I found out. We just need to focus on making sure Aerenfest is harmless."

Do you see anything like that? And when I am told to make a surprise face and soak it up, I ask the chief cleric, remembering the person who is likely to speak honestly in surprise, on the sight of the magic formations.

"There was Prince Hildebrandt in the venue for the hearing of the circumstances of Turnisbefalen. I am royal, so I was present in the House of Lords with the problems that arise, but I am also likely to be present at this meeting. If Prince Hildebrandt saw that magic formation, wouldn't you have any trouble?

"What's the problem with a real king standing out of the king's son? Isn't it trivial compared to what we seem to be completely irrelevant? If you look like both Prince Gigisvalt and Prince Hildebrandt, then you should both fight for the throne in earnest. If you can only see one, then it is better to see and be king. If you can't see them both, nothing will be the same as before"

To the word of the chief priest I leaned my neck. If Hildebrandt, who is raised as a subordinate, is found to have the qualities to be king, the proximity will become more vibrant, and the conflict with Gigisvalt, which the next king is on the verge of deciding, will become inevitable. I think that's a very bad situation.

"But Prince Hildebrandt said he was raised to be a subordinate..."

"I guess I just finished the baptism ceremony and not even the formal revelation? If you have qualities, you can do whatever you want with your upcoming education, and if your mother is from Dunkelferger, you have a back shield. Assuming Prince Hildebrandt can get Gluthrithheit, I think the King will make him his next king. I know how hard it is to govern without the Gluthris Heights because I would be the king of no other."

The word of the Chief Cleric was so strange to me that I leaned my neck unexpectedly.

"Without Gluthrithheit, is it hard to govern Jürgenschmidt as king?

"... probably the same situation where the lord died suddenly without teaching the next lord about the magic of the foundation. Lords who do not own the magic of the foundation will supply magic from among the offerings as a clan, while searching for the magic of the foundation. As long as we keep supplying magic, we can keep it. But I can't be involved when it comes to territorial matters. I can't fix it, I can't do anything."

Entovickern in the lower town was also carried out with the involvement of the underlying magic. The small temple of Hasse was also built with the permission of the lord. Apparently, a lord who has not obtained basic sorcery cannot be said to be a true lord and cannot exercise the sorcery that is allowed only by the lord.

"You know the Chief Cleric very well."

"When it comes to basic magic, you, the Lordship Candidate, will soon learn it. Whether you remember it or not, even Zilvester knows it."

Before tomorrow's meeting, I see no anxiety whatsoever in the face of the Chief Cleric. I feel safe, but I don't see why I can stay so flat.

"Isn't Master Ferdinand anxious about the Bible Verification Conference?

"All we have to do is prove that the Ehrenfest scripture contains a eulogy about the blessing of the Dark God, that the spells and the eulogy for obtaining the black weapon are separate, that the Ehrenfest students did not break the king's statute, and more. It's written in the Bible, so just show it to me."

To the word of the chief priest I recalled the beginning when I was to show the Scriptures. The Central Temple and the Knights Commander stared at each other along the way, caught up in it, but it was originally a situational hearing of Turnisbefalen.

"It has nothing to do with Aerenfest, such as the current state of the central scriptures. Let the Central Temple and the Central Knights Commander do it on his own. It is the king's duty to suppress both sides and incite confrontation. It's not about you sticking your neck in. [M] To be honest, you're the only element of my anxiety."

When the clergyman showed me what to do, I felt a little easier. I took the liberty of thinking about what to do with the big story, but tomorrow's meeting doesn't seem to be a problem if I leave it to the Chief Cleric.

"I am fully at your disposal, Master Ferdinand, to be quiet"

"I hope so"

The meeting began at the same time as the three bells, the day after completion of the other detailed meetings. The same line of desks as the last situational hearing, but next to Immanuel, who sits in the front, sits the head of the temple of the central temple. It's a white costume I wear, too, so I can't go wrong. When asked about the position of temple chief, the temple chief of the central temple was a magnificent uncle, although he really had a strong impression of a former temple chief.

"This is the Temple Chief Religion of the Central Temple. He brought me the Sacred Scriptures of the Central Temple."

We have our own referrals, we exchange greetings and the meeting begins in earnest.

The chief of the knighthood rose up and, with a good voice, decided to see if the sacrament of the central temple was not missing due to my statement in the last situational hearing, it was said.

"Now let me show you the Ehrenfest Scriptures"

"Objection."

The chief clergyman stood up with the scripture in his arms, blocking the chief of the knights from telling him to show the scriptures.

"What?

Blink your eyes to the Knights Commander. The Cleric opens his mouth with an aristocratic grin.

"This time, the invitation stated that it was a meeting to prove that Aerenfest students had not broken the king's statutes in the crusade of Turnisbefalen. I was not summoned to a meeting to examine the deficiencies in the scriptures of the Central Temple. I've apparently stepped into a completely different meeting."

... This, if I were in the position of the Knights Commander, would I say, "Aren't you forgetting your original purpose? You idiot," they say.

The chief clergyman smiled at the chief of the knights, stating that Aerenfest had nothing to do with whether the scriptures of the central temple were missing or not. Looks like the clergyman's restraint came through, and the Knights chief laughs and retreats.

"Oh, you did summon me for that reason. … Then let me show you the Scriptures to prove that Aerenfest has not broken the king's statutes"

"Yes, I did. Rosemaine, unlock it."

When the clergyman smiled softly and proceeded before the Knights Commander, he placed the scripture. Making smiles against nobility, but all I see is a scary smile.

I get out of my chair with Hirschühl's hand and plug the key into the scripture that the chief cleric has placed on the platform to open it. Where I opened the cover, magic formations and letters were floating the same as during this time.

"... Isn't it blank"

The chief of the knights rolled into pieces and looked at his face, and Hirshur, who followed me in the name of helping me, peered into the scriptures and frowned, "There's nothing written, Master Rosemaine".

"Well! Have you brought fakes over this period?!? How insane!

"I see. I thought the quality of graduates had fallen since the coup d 'état, but the quality of teachers, not students, had fallen"

The chief cleric looked at Fraurelm without even trying to hide his discomfort, and said so. I agree with that opinion, but I want you to put some more clothes on your teeth. I, the priest's disciple, am likely to be made an even more eye-catching enemy.

"The incompetence that you can't keep quiet until you're explained is out of the way. Be quiet. … The temple chief's scripture cannot be read without the temple chief's permission, so it looks blank and natural."

"Now, please give permission to everyone present here"

You were groaning, and the chief cleric kicked Hirschur's request, with a slight grin, for saying so in a bounced voice.

"I can't do that. Because those who are not temple officials are not eligible to view."

"Huh?"

"Become!?

"Well!

The chief cleric said quietly as he looked around at the House of Lords teachers who raised his surprise.

"The Bible is not meant to be out of the temple."

"But..."

"Prince Hildebrandt, a spectator on the crusade of Turnisbefalen, the Knights leader who took part in this crusade knowing the black spell, and then wondered if it would be enough to show it to the officials of the Central Temple"

"Dear Ferdinand!

It's terrible! The chief clergyman exhaled lightly, looking at Hirshur, who was about to scream.

"It is not a good idea to inadvertently inform those who do not have permission, beyond the fact that the blessings of the Dark God have similar effects to black weapons. The teachers' willingness to research is great, but it's a different issue."

Only the knights of the territory it needs are allowed black weapon spells. It's not a good thing that the civilian and researcher Hirshur inadvertently knows, and it's not a good thing to teach. The Mad Scientist teachers looked like they couldn't even argue with the reason the Chief Cleric said it was hard.

"Rosemaine, give me permission to view."

"I authorize the Knights Commander, Prince Hildebrandt, Dear Religion, Immanuel, and Dear Ferdinand to view"

I called each name and gave them permission to view. Hildebrandt and the Commander of the Knights, the Temple Commanders of the Central Temple, Religion and Immanuel, and only the five priests.

... Is Prince Hildebrandt okay?

I look at Hildebrandt. If you are a royal Hildebrand, you may see this magic formation. The Chief Cleric said it was fine to look like Hildebrandt, but he was so anxious that he couldn't help it.

"Oh, I can see the letters now"

"Hmm, was the temple chief's scripture a magic trick?"

I was worried, but it didn't look like Hildebrandt. I don't see any surprise in my eyes waiting quietly for the page to roll. The central Knights chief didn't move his expression at all either. Neither of us apparently see the magic formations or letters that float.

"Open also the Bible of the Central Temple. And please allow me to browse"

Inspired by the clergyman, the scripture placed by the temple chief of Religion looked exactly the same as the Aerenfest scripture. unlock, open the cover in the same manner, and are granted permission to view. Of course, to me.

... Is that it? I can't see the magic formation and the letters.

The letters in the Bible are the same, but there were no magic formations and letters that floated.

"The content is exactly the same."

I would look at the pages one after the other, but the contents were exactly the same. No, the Ehrenfest scriptures have added a campe of baptismal and mitzvah celebrations everywhere, so we may not say the exact same.

"That's a lot of additions to the Aerenfest scriptures,"

Immanuel opened his eyes and said so. The clergyman opens his mouth instantly so that I do not inadvertently open it.

"It must have been the previous temple chief who wrote this. There are many parts of it that are rewritten into new words because it is difficult to understand in old language to teach the people of Lower Town."

... even though it's called Campe.

"So, where are the blessings on the blessings of the Dark God?

To the voice of the Commander of the Knights, I roll the Scriptures up to the page in question. The less frequently used blessings about the Dark God are pretty much in the back.

"Here it is. This part will be the blessing of the Dark God."

"... where is it? It doesn't seem to say anything."

When I pointed, Immanuel looked surprised. The two men in the central temple look up, but they can't see the letters.

"No, I can see it. The words are old and not readily legible, but the letters themselves are visible"

"Yes. I can see it, too. … although it is difficult to read"

Looks like the Knights Commander and Hildebrandt. Two of the central temples blinked again and again, peeking into the scriptures.

"How far can the two of you in the Central Temple read?

To the word of the chief cleric, two of the central temples wrapped around the pages of the Bible and returned it to the middle. That's just around the corner where Campe grows.

"This scripture is a sorcery, so if you don't have enough magic or attributes, you may not be able to read it. The Sacred Scriptures of the Central Temple are also not deficient and may be the result of insufficient magic and attributes. Compared to Lordship Candidate Rosemaine, it would be a natural result."

"I see."

With that said, the Knights captain rolled the central temple captain's sacrament in the same way. But it turns bright white on the way, and my hand stops. I also lost sight of the ahead from where the Knights Commander stopped his hand.

"Everyone, because the pages that were no longer visible were the same, there may be a ceiling that can be viewed, depending on the attributes and magical power of the Administrator, the Temple Chief. Collect all the scriptures, test them, and you'll know more."

The sheriff's grunt is completely in researcher mode. And I pulled the sleeve of the chief priest a little bit, and pointed to Hirschühl.

... The Chief Cleric is the one who hasn't forgotten his original purpose? You're not testing the Bible, you're proving Aerenfest's innocence, right? I have the same eyes as Dr. Hirschühl.

Did the silent allegations go through, the clergyman coughs up with Cohon? The clergyman returned it to me, but he who sees the Scriptures is obsessed with comparison.

"As far as I can tell, Rosemaine's Bible is out here. Yeah? You can see this one. Why is that?

"I have a little blank here too, but from here it seems I can read again. We're out here."

Hildebrandt and the Knights Commander are discussing how far letters can be seen in my scriptures. Apparently, the Knights Commander can read to the previous page, but they both have pages that are out on the way.

... Maybe life isn't fit for you?

Looking at me as Hildebrandt laughed at Nicole as she speculated on the attributes of the two from the contents of the page where they said they were all together and blank.

"How far can Rosemaine read?

… to the end.

If you keep your heart voice in your voice, it's going to be trouble again. I slowly leaned my neck with one hand against my cheek and stepped back. Instead, the clergyman leaves a step forward.

"You can read Rosemaine, and I can, up to the same point as the Knights Commander, so that's probably where Rosemaine limits are, not the Knights Commander"

"Ho?

The Knights chief raises one eyebrow and compares me to the Cleric chief. I may have found out that I intend to throw all the difficult conversations round to the Cleric Chief. Unlike me, who was thrilled, the Chief Cleric flatly returned the pages of the Bible to the celebration of the Dark God.

"Thus, by comparing the two scriptures, I know that the absence of a celebration in the Sacred Scriptures of the Central Temple is not due to deficiencies, but to the attributes and magic of the Administrator, the Temple Head, and that in Aerenfest the Congregation of the Dark God is in the Sacred Scriptures, because the Lord Candidate is the Temple Head"

The Knight Commander shakes his head loosely at the word of the Chief Cleric.

"Unfortunately, the written words are old and I can't tell right away how the spells and congratulations we usually use are different"

"I'll take on the validation on the difference between spells and congratulations. Rosemaine is a lord candidate, not a knight. Don't let them know the black spell."

That's what the chief clergyman said, offering the chief of the knights an anti-bugging magic tool. When each holds a magic tool and puts a stamp out on the other hand, it deforms it into a knife. And I kept him from reading his mouth and turning him into a black weapon.

"Ho ho, is a black weapon like this? I've never seen it before."

Seeing such a voice rise from among the teachers, it seems that there are many in the House of Lords who do not even know the spell.

After a while of discussion between the Knights Commander and the Cleric Chief and the lifting of the blessing, the Knights Commander assured me that "Aerenfest's congratulations and black spells are separate". Later I asked the chief cleric that the black weapon he changed with a spell could be his own, rather than serving God with the magic he had taken from his enemies.

With the Knights Commander's affirmation, he began me and found that the Knights Apprentices of Aerenfest had no blame for using black weapons. I revoke my permission to browse and when I close the Bible I lock it back up.

... All right, it's over.

I was able to finish the meeting without anything in particular, and I exhaled in relief. The moment I raised my face, I bumped into Immanuel's giraffed grey eyes. An eye conceived of a strange fever pours on me and the scriptures.

"Doesn't Master Rosemayne deserve the head of the temple of the central temple, not Aerenfest? Aerenfest should have moved Lady Rosemaine to the central temple, not those blue clerics."

I was afraid of Immanuel's eyes, and when I looked right back, I grabbed the chief cleric's sleeve and pulled him to hide behind this. And the chief priest comes forward to shelter me from the sight of Immanuel, and looks down with a glimmering gaze.

"Rosemaine is a Lordship candidate. I can't move to the center. Don't let a priest who doesn't know the common sense of the aristocratic community talk too much."

When the chief clergyman uttered pimply, Immanuel murmured unfortunately, "Can't the Lordship Candidate move to the central temple?" and lowered his eyes quietly.

To Immanuel's sudden remarks, he withdrew from the temple chief's seat, and the same chief of the temple of Religion as he was told became a muddled face, and the teachers of the House of Lords saw Immanuel with the eyes of the obvious leftovers. The Commander of the Knights also compares me to the Chief Cleric and Immanuel to think of something. In such pungent air I was exhaling in relief, in the shadow of the chief cleric's sleeve.

... Ugh, I'm glad we had a clergyman. Immanuel was scared of something earlier. I was so scared.

While I remained holding my sleeve so that I could hide behind the Chief Cleric at any time, the differences between the spells and the eulogy were briefly spoken between the Knights Commander and Rufen, and the meeting itself ended with Hildebrandt's approval.

I'll be right back, Rosemaine.

"Yes."

A clergyman with a scripture turns himself over. I am very much in favour of going back to the dorm as soon as possible. I also tried to follow the Chief Cleric.

"Please wait, Master Ferdinand. Dear Rosemayne, I'd like to ask you to take the knight course..."

Rejected.

The clergyman, the guardian, dismissed it before saying everything.

"With the struggle to graduate that Angelica, Rosemaine is finishing studying most of the seating in the Knight's Course on her own. There's no point in taking it."

"But Ditter..."

At the next moment, the chief cleric made sure to play the anti-bugging magic equipment with a pip finger and threw it at Rufen. I said something to Rufen, who received it, and he spread his hand "Give it back". Looking down at me with a stunned face, Rufen returns the anti-bugging magic equipment to the Cleric Chief.

"No way, no way... is that true?

"What happens when you lie? Never talk out of your mouth. And don't you ever solicit me for a knight's course again. Never give permission in Aerenfest."

I don't know what the Chief Cleric said, but then first, I am no longer solicited by Rufen to the Knight's Course.