Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Rosemaine, give me the restorative. You'd have a spare room, wouldn't you?

When I arrived in the dorm, the clergyman told me so before I went inside, and I leaned my neck. Healing only heals wounds and pain, and magic doesn't heal, so I know you need a healing pill, but the chief cleric should always have a healing pill.

"Master Ferdinand will have it, won't he?

"If I use this, I even lose my recovery pills. Now that I've almost used my magic equipment, I'd like to keep some recovery pills on hand."

... Seemed like you could afford it, but could it have been a pretty critical victory?

I give the clergyman a cylinder of metal like a test tube with a healing pill that I am lowering from my waist. Together, we stretched our arms and said, "Shouldn't we keep about one amulet?" I asked.

"No, I want to avoid your protection getting any thinner"

The clergyman takes a sip of the Extreme Muzzle pill without changing his expression at all and gives Richarda an empty cylinder to "refill it" and tries to get into the dorm. I accidentally grabbed the chief cleric's sleeve.

"Um, Master Ferdinand"

"You don't have to worry. Ditter, there's no other territory that suddenly sprinkles battle."

I see that this story is over, cut up, and I let go of my hand, which was grasping my sleeve, and laugh and show it to lighten the atmosphere.

"It would be troublesome if there were a number of territories like Dunkelferger"

"No, with a bunch of them, they'll fight each other as much as you think. I think this one's gonna be a lot easier."

"What about that? Mr. Heishitze is willing to apply to Master Ferdinand for a fight no matter how he falls."

"... don't say anything unpleasant"

Back in the dorm, but the others seem to have already finished their lunch and returned for the second half of the war. The dining room is idle and devoid of shadows. Me and the clergyman hurry up for lunch too, and we return to the training ground where we are fighting a territorial rivalry.

"Did you make it?

"Oh, now that Arlensbach is doing the ditter, Aerenfest is next."

Apparently the order of the second half of the battle is determined by the results of the simulated battle held during the lecture. Aerenfest seemed to be doing pretty well this year, and the order seems to be later.

Walk to see how the territory socializes on the way to Aerenfest's place. With father and brother in and out, there are usually colorful costumes in the House of Lords, where black costumes stand out, and it's just fun to watch.

Though wearing costumes to suit the central fashion, if you look closely, you can see that the atmosphere is slightly different for each one.

"Finstrum? It's too soon to be over."

It should be easy to defeat because it is a major warcraft that is often also used during training, the clergyman groaned as he looked at the arena.

With everyone in Arlensbach gathering forward for support, at my tall height I could just see a lot of vine-colored cloaks and the occasionally high up horseman flipping vine-colored cloaks in the arena. I don't even see what kind of warcraft there is.

I give up watching Ahrensbach fight, and I move my legs hard. We have to get back to our place by the time it's in Aerenfest order. It is the most important mission.

"How many places can Aerenfest be in this ditter?

"This event will also have a big element of luck. Time changes a lot depending on whether or not you get a good demon that you know well"

"The Cavalier Apprenticeships would have stopped using their heads because all they could do was push it through with aggression, but it's dangerous in demons that don't know if students can handle it alone."

It's a difficult place, I arrived at Aerenfest's place while the clergyman grunted.

My adoptive father, who found us, said, "Did you win?," he asked. I nod loudly and answer.

"It was a brilliant demon king. I recognise that Master Ferdinand has no knighthood."

"I'm not a knight. I don't have to be a knight to have a problem. Weren't you the one supporting them during the battle? [M] I'd like you to show me a little more of the Virgin side."

The chief cleric glances at me as I snort with Hun.

"Alas, I used the shield of Szeria to fly the blessings of Angleaf, the god of martial arts, to end up healing Lungshmer. Maybe she looked like a Virgin from somewhere else."

Unlike Ditter with Dunkelferger last year, if he hadn't used any odd measures, he wouldn't have given instructions either. I was so quiet, caged in a horseman, that I saw the battle.

My adoptive father raises his hand lightly so as to block my objection.

"Rosemaine, the battle looks good later. After all, how did you decide?

"We'll talk more about selling the book later, Aub Dunkelferger said."

I turn my gaze to my adoptive mother while my adoptive father answers "OK" to my words. My adoptive mother deepened her grin with nicole. Is it my fault that I feel a little awesome?

"We'll probably have to start the First Lady over there and talk to the surroundings. It will be each other who needs time."

If he had fought on his own in the men's rampage, the women would have blues by now, his adoptive father murmured. Apparently, my adoptive mother noticed that I took the liberty of bringing her to the Ditter fight.

"It will be an important project with Dunkelferger at the Lords' Conference, and instead of passing through this opinion on printing to some extent, you will be offered a deal. I'm counting on Aub's arm."

When the chief clergyman clapped his shoulder, a wow loud cheer echoed in the venue, the voice of Rufen loud with magic equipment that amplified the sound.

"Aerenfest, forward!

The knight apprentices, who were arraying ahead with a view of the arena, ride the horseman and go down one after the other. More bright loess cloaks on the arena, running around the arena.

"Now, to what extent are we growing?

It is your father, the Knights Commander, who said that with interest. Behind that step, his mother also came to see Brother Cornelius' majesty.

Beginning with adoptive fathers and adoptive mothers, Vilfleet and Charlotte also move forward without knight apprentices. Being a Lordship candidate, my place was vacant as seen in front of me too, and I tried to see the arena, but the walls were subtly high. If you stretch your back desperately, you won't see it, but it's not graceful. It is disqualified as a lord candidate.

"Princess, this way please"

Richarda set up the table softly before I looked back. When you get on top of it, your face crosses the wall height without any problems. The cavalier apprentices in position were well seen.

"Thank you, Richarda"

"Come on, we'll back you up."

Around me come my proximity. As I bounced my chest off my expectations and watched the arena, a teacher came to create demons in the magic formation. It is Fraurelm who is responding with a gentle wave, even though he cheers so much.

I looked at Aerenfest in the first place and found myself laughing furiously. I have a terrible feeling about it. I don't seem to be the only one who felt that way, and I hear voices from around me saying, "Wow" or "By virtue of..."

"Why not Dr. Rufen?

When I swelled my cheeks to the appearance of Fraurelm, my father, who watches Ditter every year, told me.

"It's hard for Dr. Rufen to activate all the magic formations on his own, so many teachers are in charge of the ditter battle. According to Lamprecht and Cornelius, it has been decided not to put it in charge of his own territory, given the possibility of adding strange palms. They can decide which dormitories to take charge of outside their own territory by pulling wood tags, so this is lucky too."

... You mean Aerenfest's bad luck.

"Aren't you going to be subjected to strange harassment again?

To my words your father flaunted his shoulders, and the chief cleric said, "No great thing can be done".

"With all these eyes, if you think of it as harassment that doesn't let down your appreciation as a teacher, you can only give out less famous demons or demons that take time to defeat"

"Master Ferdinand said briefly, isn't that a huge disadvantage to competing for speed?

Aerenfest comes to Ditter in this order because he did a good job of sixth place in the mock. With the front and back showing a good fight, if you show an unmatched fight, Aerenfest, which is just that rapidly increasing ranking, will be a factor to be ridiculed.

"Someone knew a demon with low visibility, and he was able to handle it calmly in that scene. Don't worry so much."

The chief cleric whines with a whisper. Apparently, the clergyman highly appreciates Turnisbefalen's response. In other words, Leonore's ranking will change dramatically if he knows or doesn't. I breathed down and looked down at the arena.

Fraurelm put out a stamp and said something. The magic formation starts and glows with a cool glare. When the light subsided, I saw a big chunk of twist. It's big, but unlike previous demons, it doesn't roar, and it doesn't attack right away. I didn't even know where my head was and wondered if Flaurelm had failed to create the demons.

"Hundelt Tylene? That's troublesome."

The chief cleric groaned abominably. When they attack, they say it's a demon that splits one after the other. It seems like a demon that is not strong, but takes a lot of time, because it cannot be defeated by simply repeating the division until it reaches its smallest size. They say it's a demon that lives near the sea in Arlensbach.

"What is that? I've never seen it before."

"Are you sure it's a demon?

As the audience, who was overlooking the arena, bothered, Flaurelm turned this way for just a moment and exited, and referee Rufen said, "Here we go! shouted."

Looking down at the totally immobile Hundelt Tylene, I could see Leonore gathering everyone together and speaking up somehow.

Suddenly I saw Traugot and Brother Cornelius go with the same amount of magic to unleash a full-scale attack. The other cavalier apprentices are scattered among the people, ready to set up shields and prepare for impact. Leonore stood up with his shield and leaned right next to Brother Cornelius.

"Ho, you know how to deal with Hundelt Tylene. She's studying a lot."

I can see you're impressed. The chief cleric's voice sounded very satisfied. Suddenly a full-fledged attack? And I, blinking my eyes, stroke down my ho, knowing that Traugot had not rambled on the word of the chief cleric.

Brother Cornelius wields his sword as the right hand of the soaring Leonore is gently lowered, and a mass of magic flies toward Hundelt Tyren. Traugot also swung out his sword as he timed with Brother Cornelius.

Shortly afterwards, unlike Traugot, who shielded himself and prepared for impact, Brother Cornelius immediately begins to accumulate magic again. A shielded Leonore stood before Brother Cornelius to protect Brother Cornelius from impact.

... This is the place to fight, but it looks like a world for both of us.

I didn't seem to be the only one who thought so, and my mother is raising her gorgeous voice. You can feed on the new knight story.

Brother Cornelius stood up his sword, accumulating his magic behind the shield of Leonore, who sheltered Brother Cornelius and withstood the shock.

"Hey!

A chunk of magic that looked smaller than the first blow flew towards Hundelt Tyren. With the loud noise of Don and the shock of the air vibrating billy, something small exploded and began to splash.

"Aim for your head! Kill them quickly so they don't merge again!

The cavalier apprentices, who were waiting at the same time as Matthias' voice, begin to move together.

The Hundelt Tylene, which looked like a ghoulish mass, was a snake-like demon where little snakes gathered to merge and become huge. Traugot and Brother Cornelius' full-fledged attack apparently allowed them to split completely.

"Hundelt Tylene has to stab the stop after completely dividing it. Dividing it with half-way force, you can't defeat it at all just because the numbers increase, and if you're close, you merge again. You can't take them down forever, you just get tired. It's a division of the battle whether or not you can knock on the great magic at once and split it it completely."

I look down at the battle under my eyes, nodding cheekfully to the chief cleric's commentary. The Cavalier Apprentices are also having a tough time defeating the little snakes that splashed away so they don't merge as much as possible. But it seems that the little snake is weak enough for me to take it down easily if I stick a knife in his head.

Brother Cornelius drops back a little to take his recovery pills, and the other knight apprentices run around the arena.

"Whoever is in my front, please step back a little!

With that screaming, Leonore swung somewhat with the beast on board, throwing it bah and spreading it wide.

"Net?"

When it was, something similar to the net used by the Chief Cleric to defeat a wide range of warcraft at once on the night of Szeria spread, "Huh!" The moment Leonore screams, the net glows and the hundelt tylene that was in it disappears.

When the relatively solidified Hundelt Tylene was extinguished three times with a throwing net, Leonore left Mathias in command to back down for recovery.

"That net consumes a lot of magic. I didn't feel so much in my usual training, but Leonore seems a lot more magical."

When your father said that to his surprise, his mother glowed her pitch-black eyes and sighed in a ho.

"It would be the result of Leonore's efforts to bring it closer to Cornelius. Love strengthens women. The strength of the spiritual power of the maiden, who wishes to become at least a little more commensurate, I, am impressed. I really need to write this down."

... Wow. Brother Cornelius, your sorrow.

For fear of consorting with your mother, I will not do anything to stop your mother for Brother Cornelius, who kept hiding from me. The only thing I promised my adoptive mother was to make sure Leonore wouldn't have trouble staying in the dorm. Let's shut up and see what happens.

... after Leonore's graduation, you should be made into a book and hold your head. Hmm.

"Oh! You're a great Eudit. She must be Rosemaine's escort knight, too, huh?

When I saw the arena in your father's voice, Eudit held a lot of little knives and said, "Yikes!" I saw them throwing one after the other. The knife thrown pierces the cuckoo, all of which are Hundelt Tylene's heads, and Hundelt Tylene, who received Eudit's knife, disappears all the time.

"Eudit, it's 3-1-1 and it's widely scattered, so please do that. Traugot, the merger is starting at 2-5-1. Rodolph is 6-4-3, and Natalier is gonna have to handle the sticking up on the 1-4-2 wall."

I see Matthias, who told Leonore to replace the instructions, giving them one after the other from a slightly higher position. Last year was Traugot, where solitary walking was noticeable, but seeing that he is able to follow the instructions of Matthias, an intermediate knight, he may be growing a little.

"Matthias is saying some numbers, but what numbers?

"It's a number to figure out the space in the arena. I also used it a lot because it's easy to give instructions and it's easy to use when using Gevinnen for reflections."

... Ahhh, maybe it's starting to be used from the Cleric Chief's dossier?

"How do you figure it out when there are no lines or landmarks? You can't be aggressive when you say those numbers, can you?

There is about a circle for demons to appear and a circle for waiting and a line between them, but there is no landmark for giving such fine numbers. Now I think I have no idea where to move that number, no matter what they say.

"Now, as you said, some female knights had a hard time grasping it and it took quite some time to be able to move as instructed. We'll just have to get used to the training."

Brother Cornelius and Leonore will also be resurrected, disposing of the little Hundeltotylene.

"Eudit, that's the last one!

Eudit threw a knife softly at Matthias' voice. The knife thrown surely smashes Hundelt Tyren's head. The next moment, the light went out of the magic formation, which had been emitting a much lighter light.

"Aerenfest, over!

We retreat and create space so that the Cavalier apprentices may return. One after the other, the Knight Apprentices of Aerenfest return from the arena, and instead, the purple cloak of Houfretze enters the arena.

The returning knight apprentices knelt in alignment before their adoptive father and adoptive mother as they cleaned up the horseman. Brother Cornelius, the finest student, opens his mouth.

"Aub Aerenfest, I'm sorry. We couldn't grow our ranks as much as we'd hoped."

"No, at Aerenfest, he was so poorly known that he only knew about Ferdinand that he was able to deal accurately with first-sighted demons. I learned and trained well. Their magic skills, moves, and collaboration have definitely improved over last year. Well done."

I know what you're saying.

The knight apprentices lowered their heads simultaneously to the words of their adoptive father. My adoptive father nods one thing and turns his gaze to your father.

"Calstead, how did it feel to see in the eyes of the Knights Commander?

That's what my adoptive father says, and I give up my remarks to your father. Your father, who is always holding back as an escort knight for his adoptive father, stepped forward. Open your feet shoulder-width and look down at the Cavalier apprentices.

"You may feel your grades have been lower because you will certainly be competing for speed in territorial rivalries. But the demon that hit me was bad. Still, it was a good fight I didn't think I had fought the first demons. There are still areas where I feel awkward, but each of them is able to do their job according to the instructions, so that I can see how my surroundings move. As I will continue to encourage."

"Ha!"

And the knight apprentices dissolve. We also move back to the table to get back to socializing. Wilfried and Charlotte got to their seat at the front of them the most as they talked about the struggle of the knight apprentices.

I go further with my adoptive father, adoptive mother, and clergyman.

"... this is how we come together in the entire dorm as reported, and if we see how hard we work, it feels pathetic that the children of the old Veronicans don't get magic compression"

My adoptive father groaned and sighed. Even though there are three Lordship candidates, it is unusual for each faction to work together without competing. Since there is a difference in growth rates between school attendance and after graduation, it seems we want our children in charge of Aerenfest in the future to grow their magic.

"I know how difficult it is at the moment."

I snorted cocklessly at the grunt, too. When me and the chief cleric get to their seats, the adoptive father and the adoptive mother head to the table further back. Around the perimeter, the sidekicks moved around and started getting ready to get back to socializing.

That's where Hultmoot comes in.

"Dear Rosemaine, I'd like to introduce you to someone I'll escort tomorrow, would you like some time?

"According to Otilier, you seemed to get along with a lot of women, but you narrowed them down to one? Though it didn't seem like a blade wound."

After Haltmut rounded his eyes once to my words, he smiled nicely and refreshingly, putting his right hand against his own chest.

"Don't tell me you don't hear well, Master Rosemaine. My name is always with you. Because I think my life is for you, and I live my days."

"Don't steal the inspiring Rhoderich words"

When I was angry, the chief cleric exhaled and waved gently, "Be quiet".

"I want to introduce you. I guess he's the one who put marriage in perspective in the future."

It seems that formally introducing me, my boss, meant that we didn't just introduce each other to graduation escorts, but to each other's parents in this territorial rivalry, and that the conversation progressed towards marriage.

"I also want to know what kind of woman Haltmoot chose to serve near Rosemaine's side. Bring him here."

"Yes, sir."