Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Philine and Roderich are waiting in the temple chief's office while they make copies. It's time for Gil to come back, and I think we'll get a follow-up from Lower Town. Keep that information together. Fran is waiting here with both of you, but Zahm and Monica need to get some information from the Blue Cleric sidekicks, right? You might get information you didn't tell Haltmoot."

I'm not going to take Filine and Lauderich, so I'll give them instructions so they can gather information with the temple's sidekicks. Filine and Lauderich nodded and Zahm and Monica left the room to get information.

Seeing it, I look around at the escort knights in line. One wants to keep a knight in the temple chief's office. The captain of the cut in, Angelica, Darmuel, who can sense the magic of the eating soldier, and brother Cornelius, who has the greatest magic among the escort knights, are decided by the companion. Which leaves Eudit or Leonore.

"Eudit will ride my horseman and ask him to escort and prepare for the shooting. Leonore is in contact with the Lower Town, Haltmut, us, and all of us, while you protect this temple chief's office. And fly Ordnants as soon as things change and when important new information comes in"

"Yes, sir."

"Darmuel, Angelica and Cornelius, follow the instructions of the Chief Cleric."

"Ha!"

By the time I finished giving instructions to the escort knights, the clergyman, Brother Eckhardt and Justkus had returned ready to launch. Seeing that number of people, Leonore clouds his face anxiously.

"Aren't there too few knights? Why don't you contact Aub Aerenfest and move the Knights?

"Leonore, what's the reason to move the Knights?

"We take back the Ehrenfest Scriptures for a reason..."

The chief cleric shook his head to block Leonore's words.

"We just go rescue the gray clerics because the information that the gray clerics were taken away in the carriage happened to come up from downtown. Then I'm just figuring out that the grey clerics will be in the suspicious carriage out of the South Gate, and I don't know if I'm really in it unless I go. Most importantly, the grey clerics are the subjects we want to rescue. It's not something you can ask the Knights to do."

There's just no reason to move the Knights, the chief cleric said. Leonore lays down his blue eyes once, then lifts his chin up to look up at the chief cleric.

"But you can request an escort from Lady Rosemayne or Lady Ferdinand. Because the Knights are for the Lords."

"Indeed, it is possible to ask the Knights through Aub to increase the escorts of the Lords' clan. But if we contact the old Veronicans near Aub as a matter of urgency in Ordonanz, the situation could slip through. If circumstances permit, I'd like to make amends, but I can't afford that. And I'm not going to publish the loss of the Bible."

We have to end everything with just the number of people here in order to be informed of the loss of Scripture around us and not get a loss.

"I wish there was a scripture with the gray clerics in the carriage I'm going to look for, but I think it's more likely there isn't. He's the one who tries to make multiple profits. The gray clerics and the scriptures would have been carried separately. I can't imagine an aristocratic woman overlooking the gray clerics riding the same carriage as the gray clerics. It is believed that a horseman will be used for travel. Besides, it is only speculation that the Viscount Dardolph is involved at this point. There is no proof. Don't forget that."

Everyone nodded cocklessly at the word of the Chief Cleric. This time the primary purpose is to discover and rescue the Grey Clerics. And I want to get evidence that leads to the nobility involved.

Brother Cornelius raised his face as he remembered.

"Dear Ferdinand, are there any measures you can take to prevent the cannibals from exploding?

Neither the prayer ceremonial raids of the Blue Witch Era, nor the time of Charlotte's abduction, are heard to have left no evidence at all because the raiders blew up all the rings. If you get suicide bombed this time, there's no evidence left, and there's a chance that the gray clerics will get involved in it.

... Suicide bombing is certainly important, isn't it?

I wondered if there was anything, and I looked up to the chief cleric. The gaze of everyone who likewise desires an answer is focused. The chief clergyman slowly exhaled after a glimpse of the escort knight and me lining up there.

"The surest way to keep it from exploding is to kill it. You can't explode without the magic that's flowing into the ring. If you kill them completely, you may get the ring, but it makes it harder to explore your memory. If you want to get both, you'll have to chop off the arms you're wearing and heal them, tie them up so they don't die, or throw them into magic equipment that stops time."

They say it lightly, but I can just imagine it, and it's scary. I breathed a long time ago. That's not just imagination, it's going to happen in front of us. Seeing me unanticipated and frightened, the clergyman frowns a little.

"I have trouble being scared and screaming in the field, or the knight's behavior being blunted by your confusion. Rosemaine can stay."

I know you're telling me I don't have to look at the gloomy scene, but I promised Konrat. He said he would help the gray clerics. Besides, as the orphan dean who keeps the gray priests, as the temple dean, I don't think this is where we should run.

"... No, I'm going"

Ride the beast, head south. The speed of carriages and beasts is incomparable. One bell, maybe, and we should catch up soon. We cross the outer walls and follow the way the carriage can run over the fields where the soil is stripped out after the harvest, over the woods where the deciduous trees can be seen.

"I wish I just knew where I was going..."

Asked Eudit in the back seat, I think a little.

"I left the South Gate after 4 bells rang for a while, right? If that's the case, you can't take a carriage through the direct jurisdiction. You'll always need a place to stay."

If a horseman can put on a large number like me, he can carry everyone, including the gray clerics, to his own land without thinking about their place of lodging or anything else. However, it is in the lower grades of the House of Lords that they have the type of riding beast they can board, and ordinary nobles do not let the gray clerics ride their riding beasts. We will inevitably need a place to stay.

"Does Master Rosemaine know where they're going?

"We have tied gray clerics, so you won't be close to the big city where the Winter Hall is located. Now that the harvest festival is over, the peasants are spending time in the winter hall. Rural areas have lots of empty houses. I think I'll use you."

The cold at night is harsh because winter is near. Unlike summer, we shouldn't be able to afford to take our time to our destination. Inevitably, I would be willing to take the liberty of loaning an empty house to sleep in the countryside as far away as possible. I think it would stand out if there were carriages in the empty countryside.

"It's a little early to start getting ready for your stay, so if you haven't changed direction or used a ship before, it should be time to see it. It's just that there's a branch where the road is divided into two parts. We can head south from either way, so we'd like to catch them by the branch."

Talking about that, Eudit raised a sharp voice.

"It's a carriage!

To the voice of Eudit I gaze with physical strengthening. I saw a carriage and carriage just plugged into the branch we were talking about. Looks like the carriage is driving the peasant carriage. As the peasant holding the wagon's reins went to the left to avoid the carriage, worrying about the hiccups and the rear, the carriage started running a little faster by entering the road on the right, not saying, "I finally got my sight open". The carriage is slowing down and moving Gotgoto, as I was horrified that the carriage has gone.

... what is it? I feel a little weird.

The clergyman's sharp voice was heard as the carrier tilted its neck as it looked down at the carriage covered with a large cloth.

"Darmuel!"

Dermuel, called by name, stares at the carriage and carriage, staring at it so as to concentrate. Feeling the faint magic, Dermuel is still the best when his magic has gone up. My uncle said he was polishing his feelings about the target's ability to identify their magic power from the way he handled it.

"I feel some weak magic from the carriage. Probably a cannibal. The carriage headed that way only feels so slightly less magical than a cannibal soldier. I'm sure he's a peasant."

"Okay. Now, move as you're meeting."

"Ha!"

... I'm in a rescue operation right now. I have to concentrate.

After clearing my ears to the voices of everyone who is confirming the operation in a short exchange, I turn to everyone.

"Please give top priority to rescuing the Grey Clerics. Evidence can be taken later, but not just life."

Seeing everyone snorted, I put out a stamp. Praying to Angrief, the god of martial arts, is my important role.

"May the god of fire, Lyden Shaft, be with his family, and may the god of martial arts, Angrief, be with you all."

A blue light is emitted from the starp. When I make sure that the blessings have gone to everyone, I walk away from them a little on the Lesser Bus. We must now move to a position where Eudit is easily attacked.

"Around here, Eudit?

"Dear Rosemaine, please lower your altitude a bit.... that's about it. Please stay put."

I stopped on the spot and turned my gaze to the back seat. Eudit is setting up a weapon and targeting you. Its side was tense to tension and her lips were shaking small.

"Eudit, even if you fail, you have the next operation. I have company I can count on. Don't worry about failing to attack."

"Dear Rosemaine, if I fail in this shooting, my presence is meaningless, and I will be scolded by Haltmoot for providing me with magic equipment"

This is where it works, and Eudit loosens his mouth. That just seems to have made me a little nervous. I rebuilt it again and let my colored eyes sparkle with confidence.

"It's okay. I won't remove it"

I stepped out nervously in the words of a ready and reliable Eudit. After Eudit's attack, everyone else's rescue operation begins with me releasing the light of the rote over the sky.

"Yikes!

Eudit struck out the demon stone with a sharp voice. It is a magic tool for targeting long distances made by Haltmoot. Though I could not see the moment when it hit me, I knew that every man would waver.

"Rot"

I immediately emit a red light toward the sky. Shortly afterwards, he made a sound with Shun, and as he pulled the tail of the light, the solidification of his magic overtook the Lesser Bus, flying forward. It's Brother Cornelius' magic attack to stop the carriage.

Lumps of light flying from behind clash against the ground to make loud noises with Don, and dust soars around him. I could see the horse stood in surprise at the sudden explosion and the dust. Whether Eudit's attack was well hit, your body will be shaken off your platform.

I could see a horseman sticking in there, but the horseman disappeared all the way. Angelica, who had strengthened herself, jumped and vanished the horseman.

"Huh!

Angelica makes a sharp attack as she falls. All I see is a slightly glowing blue light. Steinluke glows blue and white, drawing Angelica's trajectory of motion. Angelica cut the reins and the long pattern in an instant as she jerked her cloak in at a swallow-like speed. Once Gakun and I make a big move, the carriage stops, and the freed horse rushes somewhere excited.

Angelica looks very easy to cut, but not easy. At least, I can't. I can't do it unless I put enough magic into it that it's going to disappear to the horse if I want to cut the long pattern.

"That's Angelica. You can't move a carriage no matter how many horses you run into or out of."

That's what Eudit, who did his job, said in a bright voice. I will unload the Lesser Bus toward the carriage, which I can no longer move.

In the meantime, one attack after another was launched towards the carriage. Brother Cornelius and Brother Eckhardt cut off the sides of the carriage and try to drag the cannibals out. But I couldn't reach it.

"If you get close, he'll die."

There was only one cannibal soldier in the carriage.

Other than that, he was two gray clerics tied with strings. One is groaning with a weapon stabbed around his side, the other being held by a cannibal soldier and a blade on his neck muscle.

"Ha, help me, Temple Chief!

He couldn't breathe as he looked at the blade placed on his neck. How much quicker he gets killed than this one gets close. The clergyman turns to the other side of the carriage in a gap where Brother Eckhardt and Brother Cornelius are showing hesitation and attracting the attention of the eating soldier by stopping the movement.

... Is that it?

It was almost at the same time that my Lesser Bus, inclined to his neck, descended on the ground and Darmuel approached the carriage by pushing Brother Eckhardt and Brother Cornelius away.

"Oh, don't get any closer. Is it okay if this man dies? Are you going to kill the gray cleric in front of the merciful Virgin?

A hurried voice of a cannibal soldier sounds, screaming from a gray cleric whether the blade has eaten in. But he answered nothing to that voice, and Darmuel quietly laid down his weapon. He stabs the gray cleric without hesitation, grabbing the head of the eating soldier and throwing it off the carriage.

"Become!?

"Darmuel!?

As he had not heard the surrounding surprise, Darmuel stabbed a stop with that weapon by pulling out the weapon of the gray cleric whose weapon had stabbed and moaned in the carriage in a flowing motion.

"Being Master Rosemaine's escort knight since the Blue Witch era, I remember all the faces of the gray cleric in the orphanage. You are not grey clerics. Where are the real gray clerics?

... you thought I was an unrecognizable face too.

Apparently, the cannibals were stripping clothes from the grey clerics and disguising themselves. I guess I didn't expect this side to remember all the gray clergy faces exactly. Only one remaining cannibal soldier, held down by Brother Eckhardt, changed his complexion.

"If you kill me, you'll never know where the other gray priests are."

I sighed lightly as I watched the eating soldier from inside the Lesser Bus, who began to negotiate to assure me of my life.

"I don't have to bother to ask you."

"Huh?"

"I was a little uncomfortable with the wagon that took the left road at the branch. The peasants who finished the harvest festival are in the winter hall. We must be prepared to process massively harvested food, to make candles and to cross winter for all. Unless peasants are more likely to drive their wagons down the road away from the winter hall during the important winter season. And there's an empty countryside nearby, but there's no winter hall."

I do not know the life of the peasants, etc., who contract with the nobility and are kept alive by the nobility. And to keep it out of sight as much as possible, the discomfort of using a wagon increased because of avoiding a town with a winter hall where people gather.

"Let's go help the gray priests."

"Wait, Master Rosemaine!

As I rush out on the Lesser Bus, the escort knights follow me in a hurry.

"Me and Eckhardt listen to this person and do the processing here. Justkus, go! Don't let Rosemaine go wild."

"Ha!"

I heard the chief cleric behind me. Letting go of the wild is a very disrespectful way of speaking.

Back to the branch, the carriage was quickly discovered. Same as earlier, he is moving Goto in a relaxed motion. If this were summer, I think it would have been a normal sight for peasants returning to their homes. Your man also really only looks like a normal peasant.

"Dear Rosemaine, are you sure you want to attack just like you did earlier?

I nodded slowly to the voice of Cornelius.

"The cannibals didn't wear rings earlier, did they? There may be a ring here. I'm pretty sure you used the ring when you walked through the gate. You want to hold the evidence."

Brother Eckhardt, who tried to cut off the hand with the ring as soon as he caught it, was puzzled that he did not see the ring. Then this carriage must have a ring.

When I waved and signaled, Brother Cornelius launched a magical attack. Just like earlier, loud explosions and dust rise and horses panic. Angelica jumped in and cut the reins and the long pattern the same as earlier.

"Wow! What, what!?

I had a pitiful voice that I didn't think was a trained eater. A man descends on your platform, sees Angelica set up with a shtin luke, and sits on your platform with a bubble blowing behind him.

"I didn't ask you! What, this!? I was just asked to carry these guys. I can't believe this is such a dangerous job..."

I can't tell right away if a cannibal soldier is acting or if he's really just a peasant.

"Who asked you what?

Angelica pokes at Shtinluke and asks vigilantly. The man with his cuttoe pointed at him shuddered gawdly, "I don't like it, help me! shouted."

"I'm asking who asked me to do what."

"I was asked to... Guh!

The moment I was about to say something, something like a light tsubo appeared on the man's body. The light tsu feeds into the critical and man's body, turning into a golden flame. At the same time, a ring that had been lowered with a string on the man's chest glowed.

"Angelica!"

When I feel the signs of an explosion and I scream, Angelica immediately jumps off the scene, grabbing an embroidered cloak of protection to shelter herself.

An explosion broke out on his chest and the man opened his mouth wide to the shape of a scream.

"Uh-oh!

Every scream disappears surrounded by a golden flame. When the golden flame was completely gone, the man was nowhere to be seen anymore.

"What's that...?

"Sounds like you were tied to a lot of powerful contract magic. He had a deal not to talk about the client or where he was going."

While Darmuel says so, he heads to the carrier. I opened my eyes wide to the end of the first covenant sorcery violators I saw, but everyone else has shown no particular upset just because they are convinced "I see".

"Is that what's going to happen?

"I've never seen it before, too, but I can't help but worry about the self-destructing. More important than that is whether there are grey clerics."

Darmuel stripped away the cloth covering the carrier while laying down his weapon and guarding him.

"... ah"

Shit, Dermuel re-wears the cloth with a sayin 'look. Everyone put their weapons on the move at once. Dermuel, who saw his surroundings, which in an instant became a pressing atmosphere, turned off his weapon and waved lightly with a troubled grin.

"It's okay. All the gray clerics are put on here, and we have all four of them. It's just better for women to stay away. Well, they're stripping me of my clothes, and it's not the perfect thing to show a woman."

He was naked when he rolled the cloth. That's certainly not a good idea. In this cold, you catch a cold.

"Chief Cleric, we have rescued the Grey Clerics. But since you're stripped of your clothes, retrieve the clothes that your eating soldiers wore. Even with blood on it, I'll clean it up in Vashen."

Fly the Ordnants. I beg you to secure my clothes. Even if there was a part of it that was somewhat mutilated, it would be better than nothing.

Justkus is headed to the carriage to retrieve his clothes, and with Brother Cornelius and Darmuel hiding in the cloth, he has cut off the ties of the gray clerics and asked about the circumstances. Angelica is on perimeter alert, and me and Eudit are waiting on the Lesser Bus.

"It's Eudit. Leonore, we have successfully rescued the Grey Clerics."

I had Eudit fly the Ordnants for the temple. This will tell everyone in the orphanage from Fran about the safety of the gray clerics.

... Sometimes it was scary like a breach of contract magic, but for now, I'm glad the gray clerics are safe.

As I was exhaling ho and relieved, the Ordnants flew.

"It's Leonore. I'm very afraid, but if you were able to rescue me safely, please come back as soon as possible. I can't stop Haltmoot."

... Huh? Haltmoot!?