Ascendance of a Bookworm

After finishing the discussion with Hirschühl, everyone was asked to leave the room, and I stayed in the room to talk to Lauderich.

"Richarda, do you have an anti-bugging magic device?

"Yes, Princess. Here it is."

Receive an anti-bugging magic tool from Richarda and give it to Roderich. I opened my mouth when I saw Rhoderich hold it in my hand.

"Does Rhoderich have an idea of all the attributes?

"Yes. I found out when Dr. Hillsur told me he was a Rosemayne associate. It's dedicated."

Rhoderich held around his heart and became a distant eye to remember the time of his famous devotion.

"That's when I was tied to Master Rosemaine's magic. I realized that this magic would keep me alive and kill me. So I am wondering if Master Rosemaine's magic might have influenced you in gaining your protection.... Is Lady Rosemaine all attributes?

If you look at Rhoderich's eyes with certainty, it's not something you can hide either. I nodded, "You are totally my influence".

"Are those who offer their names to Master Ferdinand and Master Georgine equally increasing their attributes under the influence of the Lord?

"... that's possible. Think back now, it was getting a little easier to mix things up. However, it's really a little bit, so I was wondering if you were doing well today. But if you are fighting as a knight, like Master Eckhardt, you may feel the effects of the Lord's magic more sensitively than I do."

And now they obviously have less consuming magic because they have also gained protection from the Great God of increased attributes in the rite of protection. Lord Justkus and Brother Eckhardt should be devoting their fame after the ceremony of protection, so the influence is not that great, Lauderich said, laying down his eyes for the first time.

"However, I think it would be better not to publish about the increase in the number of attributes due to name dedication"

"Let me know why"

"Famous devotion is basically not about making it public. It is a ritual that demonstrates its loyalty to its Lord, who has ordained it to be this man, and dedicates all of itself, including to life. It's not like we're looking to increase our attributes."

Determined to cut off his family but serve me, Rhoderich groaned slightly, feeling disgusted that he would be discredited for his loyalty if his famous devotion became popular for the sake of increased attributes. I nod slowly.

"Nor do I keep the lives of those who make a name for themselves with the aim of increasing their attributes. I don't want to be responsible."

"It's just that Aerenfest today is a state where former Veronican children are forced to devote their names to living. This is not normal."

"... right"

"If you have to give your name either way, I think there will be more people choosing Dear Rosemaine with all attributes. But that's not what Lady Rosemaine wants, is it?

I have decided to be prepared to receive the names of the four people who have chosen me among the various comparisons, but I have difficulty getting massively saddled from now on because I want attributes.

"What worries me more than anything in announcing more attributes in the name dedication is that more aristocrats say that the children of the old Veronicans buy more objection from other aristocrats than ever before and that they should still be united. Because when you get raw by name, and you get just as many attributes as a clan of lords, it diminishes the meaning of punishment to escape the syndicate."

The old Veronicans have many intermediate to lower nobles. Although some intermediate nobles successfully take in the blood of Arlensbach and are unlimited to senior nobles, aptitude is between one and three. That will allow you to have just the same attributes as the Lords clan. And by giving his name, he's also in a position to be taught how to compress magic. It shouldn't be funny to a senior aristocrat of the Risegang descent.

"But I don't think it's anything more than letting a bunch of kids make a name for themselves. You need to talk to your adoptive father. The teachers know that Lauderich was given all the attributes, but be careful not to speak too much."

"Yes."

Then until the weekend, both common seating and practical skills continued to pass the first day. Whenever I went to the auditorium or the small hall, I was stabbed in the finger or whispered, "He said he was doing a massive blessing while playing fesh peel," "He said it was a massive blessing I had never seen," but there are so many witnesses I've actually seen that I can't deny it, and I just have to leave them until the rumors disappear.

And he wrote to Clarissa in Dunkelferger to book a meeting, sent a report to Aerenfest to set up a place for discussion with Hirschühl, and even though he wrote to Ferdinand, Rymund was too busy studying to give it away because he was caged in a dorm.

On the first Saturday, freshmen caged in their chambers with a stamp acquisition, and the other grades headed to the collection location for conditioning, each with the requisite collections for lectures. I usually went to the dorm at the same time as I arrived, but this year I mowed the herbs all at once because the second and third graders were not able to collect in the story of Solemn Qing. The herbs were visibly reduced, so for one thing they released excess magic to prevent the blessings from overflowing.

... That's it.

Thus, time passed without anything in particular, and it became the beginning of the week. This is my first specialized course. I head to the dining room for breakfast. Upstairs, Rhoderich is just waiting, and there's no sign of Theodore.

"I guess you haven't been able to take it in yet."

"I'm sure you'll be out in the afternoon."

There is a personal difference in how freshmen take in the "will of God". I saw only a few upstairs hallways lined with men's rooms. "Good luck," he said, recalling Theodore's tenacity to get a stamp and use it as a weapon.

At the end of breakfast, everyone studies in a multi-purpose hall. This will continue until the end of the sitting exam. First- and second-year students have fewer subjects and have finished them all over the weekend, so the earliest team of the year is already a decision in first and second year. Charlotte was stroking her chest down as she fulfilled last year's snowflake and won all her first days of passing in all her sitting classes.

Each specialist team over the third grade is struggling to score high. The motivation of the side service team is particularly amazing this year.

... I'll do my best too!

"Nevertheless, you don't have a specialty building for lord candidates"

Civilians, sidekicks, knights, and each has a specialty building but not a Lordship Candidate. Kind of sad. Richarda laughed couscous as she pointed her lips to it.

"This central building is the specialty building for royal and lord candidates. The corner of the central building is the specialty room, and there are a number of rooms that only royal and lord candidates can enter. People of high stature don't have to travel very much."

It is true that it is difficult to travel when it comes to lecturing too far away in me today. I headed to the room where the description was given at the advanced ceremony.

"Now, study hard"

"I'm previewing with Master Ferdinand, so I'm fine"

"... I'm a little nervous. I couldn't keep up with my uncle and Rosemaine."

That's what Wilfried said as blurry. I just couldn't get my feet to the temple every day, and there's a difference in the amount of magic, so it would have taken me a while to dye the demon stone.

"I have some previews, and I think the lecture will be much easier because I got a lot of family protection."

"I hope so..."

When Blurbville Fleet and I went inside, there was a much lower line of desks, unlike the auditoriums and small halls we had used as classrooms before. If you're going to do the same with what you did with the Ferdinand preview, you're going to have a low desk so it's easy to peek inside because you're supposed to build a boxyard and practice.

... a little too expensive for me though.

I don't think it's possible to peek inside if we put the box here. Wouldn't you need a stepping stone? Looking around the room, there was a prepared desk for a stepping stone in the closest proximity to the classroom. Definitely for me.

... That's Master Eglantine. You notice that a lot. I'm glad, but it helps that the class goes well, but I feel a little subtle with just one stepping stone.

Look indoors with a gentle sigh. As a matter of course, there are only lord candidates here. Until now there have been large numbers of senior aristocrats in most lectures, even if divided in their capacity, but it feels very lonely considering this state of affairs continues all the time.

"Good day, Master Hannelore"

"Dear Rosemayne, Dear Wilfried. Good afternoon."

I went quickly to Hannelore. I thought Hirschühl said something about increased protection over the weekend. I'd like to hear a little bit about what we talked about.

"I heard that Dr. Hillsur went to Dunkelferger to ask questions, was Master Hannelore okay? Well, when it came to research, I was a little worried because I was a teacher who couldn't see my surroundings."

"I asked if Master Rosemaine's hypothesis was correct. I couldn't help but wonder why you were protected by more than one family member, but I was convinced by Rosemayne's hypothesis."

"I'm so refreshed thanks to you," Hannelore seems happy.

"Does that mean that Master Hannelore used to pray on a daily basis?

"… I, Drefangua, wish me every day with Cordura's amulet."

Hannelore had the same bracelet-shaped amulet on her wrist that I wore with my sleeves raised slightly. The slightly larger demonic stone is engraved with the mark of Drefangua, goddess of time.

"So you also routinely offer prayers to Angleaf, the god of martial arts?

"You didn't really realize that, you know, you were praying, but Dunkelferger had a martial arts landscape, and before Ditter's game, he sang and danced an old war song, or if he won, he had a ritual of devoting his magic to the warring gods. My brother and I gave our magic when we won the territorial rivalry. It is still the ritual's influence that gives your brother the protection of Angrief."

... Is singing and dancing before the game like a rugby haka? But I'm convinced of something.

It became clear why it would be possible to protect the families of the fighting system if only Dunkelferger did it. If you pray before and after the game with a ditter who is putting so much effort into it, you will also get protection because it will be serious.

"Since Dr. Rufen seems to incorporate some in the Knight Apprenticeship course, it was presumed that the seriously praying Knight Apprenticeship was accompanied by the protection of the family members of the battle system"

Even if you are saying words of prayer just at the tip of your mouth, or singing battle songs according to Rufen's instructions, it doesn't seem like you can get protection.

"Master Wilfried has been blessed by many of his family members because that's all they pray for on a daily basis."

"It seemed good as a result that the territory was magically distressed and that the lord candidate who had completed the baptismal ceremony was ritualizing and circling the territory"

After Hannelore smiled and nodded at Wilfried's words, he looked at me like he realized something. And he opens his mouth hesitantly with such expressions as fear.

"... So how many gods did Lord Rosemayne, who prayed from day to day as head of the temple, get his blessing? You did say during music that rituals make it easier to overflow blessings, right?

"Well, that's..."

The gaze of the other lord candidates, who seem to have been standing around listening, is gathering to themselves. Fool here. Honestly speaking of numbers, I just found out that it would be a big deal, too.

"The exact number is a secret.... because it's not like I'm going to say anything very off-topic."

Eglantine came in with several assistants as a teacher for the Lords' candidates when Hannelore looked around twirling and nodded as he was convinced "that's so much more than you can say out loud". The assistant holds a large box.

"Master Eglantine."

Everyone rushes to their seats with such a voice. I headed toward the front row, where there was a proper platform. It's next to Hannelore, though his seat is a little far from Vilfleet's. I'm a little happy.

"You're next door, Master Rosemaine"

"Yes, thank you."

Eglantine, standing on the bench in front of her, is a teacher, but an outfit that emphasizes her position as a royalty, and her hair is intricately tied. I felt that the black cloak, which I hadn't paid much attention to so far, was a solid indication of Eglantine's position now.

... Lady Eglantine became a teacher in order to get information from me?

Hirschühl's words come back to the back of his brain and his feelings sink a little. Although being suspected and plotted to get information is also a sinking cause, it is as suspected by the royalty that the mood sinks the most.

I have powerful information for the royalty. Instructions for becoming a king that was floating in the scriptures. Though I never plan to take it out of my mouth because it is information that poses a danger to me and my surroundings.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a while. In this way, we are delighted to spend time with you."

Back to the feeling of sinking a little, Eglantine was still beautiful today. He stood in front of everyone with a dancing graceful foothold, smiling with a nickel. Give a long, aristocratic greeting and mention the replacement with the elderly royal grandmother teacher.

Eglantine seemed to be the best of the Lordship candidates, and the king apparently decided he deserved to lead the students who were going to grow up.

"I know I want to guide you to the best of my ability so that everyone deserves to be a Lordship Candidate more than I worship."

After finishing his greeting, Eglantine turns her gaze to the assistants. Then the assistants split up and started handing out boxes. When we're done handing it out to everyone, the assistants are just leaving the room. I guess it's because I don't teach the lecture. I remember Ferdinand saying it was off-limits except for the Lordship candidate.

"Consider this a simple piece of basic magic."

Everyone sees the boxes handed out before themselves in the voice of Eglantine. From the top, it was about sixty centimetres square, with desert-like sawdust and dry sand inside. In the middle there is a magic apparatus about ten centimetres in diameter with a colorful array of demonic stones about the size of beeballs.

... That's pretty big.

It's nearly twice the size of the material I used in Ferdinand's preview. As I glanced around a moment to see what difference there was, the explanation of the lecture began.

"Third-grade Lords Candidate Lectures will primarily practice the treatment of basic magic"

They see the given boxyard on their territory and practice it in a simplified version of the underlying magic of actually trying to move it. Exactly the same thing I did in Ferdinand's preview.

... I'd be in trouble if the contents were different.

"This enchantment in the heart of the enchantment in the territory given to you imitates the magic of the foundations."

This further sand seems to be in a state of depletion of magic, and if it is filled with magic, it becomes soil like grass grows.

"First of all, please let me out of Starp. And dye this boxyard territory with your own magic."

Eglantine laughed at Nicoli and said so. We serve the Starp as we are told. There is no more magic than a stamp to regulate magic. Make sure you touch the demon stone at the end of the starp and use your magic.

Although there are many magic stones in the magic tools, all the magic stones are connected. It is possible to dye once and for all by pouring magic into one.

... Finally, eh!?

As I was pouring magic into the mood to dye demonic stones as usual, I panicked and stopped magic when I realized that instead of magic equipment, things were changing in the boxyard. But the magic that started flowing doesn't stop right away. Magic twitches like potatoes and droplets fall forever from a broken faucet.

... What shall I do? Sturp doesn't work at all. I can't adjust my magic.

"Oh, I've been talking to you, but Master Rosemayne is really good."

"Dear Eglantine..."

"Dear Rosemaine, I'm Dr. Eglantine. Huh.... Nevertheless, I can't believe you dyed all the magic equipment or the entire boxyard in this short time..."

In the boxyard, where the desert-like dry sand was laid, it was quickly in a state of black soil and green sprouting by the way. Moreover, there is more twitching and greenery because the magic flow has not yet completely stopped.

Although Eglantine smiles a little and makes her orange eyes shine with pleasure, "This is very surprising when you actually see it," I want to cry already.

... don't look at me with such an impressive face! I'm a bad girl who can't regulate magic!

Eglantine tilted her neck with Coteri as she watched as the boxyard progressed.

"What shall we do? Today we were going to dye the foundations, fill the territory with magic and end it, but Master Rosemaine is about to end it. Do you want to proceed one after the other? Would you like to join the rest of us for the next lecture?

"... I want it to be over soon. I must practice magic control after my lecture. Besides, I can't get out of this room because I won't be able to pick you up until after lecture time."

From then on I was given the task ahead, to draw the blueprints necessary for the creation of boundaries and boundary gates, or to prepare the gold powder necessary for Entovickern.

"The next lecture will teach you the name of the Dark God and the Goddess of Light. Let's actually do a lot of things."

"Yes."

Ferdinand's preview still didn't teach him his name, and he finished the part of the spell with "Dark God" or "Goddess of Light," so he even shaped it in Entovickern and it broke in about five minutes. Because of this, I tried to make a model of an ideal library, and would my sorrow, which collapsed in five minutes, be conveyed?

By the way, when I moaned, Ferdinand scolded me for "not having time," and the next challenge was that libraries would be banned from making their own rooms, and when I lined up a bunch of bookshelves, I was pissed off that they were "no different from libraries".

With that in mind, I will carry out my task.

... It's easy, easy to pour magic into demonic stones and turn them into gold powder.

Gripping the given scumbag demon stone into a golden powder, neighbor Hannelore looked at this one with a pocan face as he held down the central magic fixture at Starp.

"Master Rosemaine makes it a lot easier to turn it into gold powder."

"Now it's easier for me to get my magic into indiscriminate. Just for the record, I can't stop perfectly in saturation right now. If you're bad, you'll be blessed and overflowing with magic."

Sneaking into his voice he said, Hannelore laughed happily with Couscous after his eyes had been rounded.

"Well, then, if you're blessed with the kind of momentum you have when you're in music, your boxyard might be stained with Rosemayne's magic."

"... we are careful not to. In fact, because Schwartz and Weiss have become Lord with blessings"

If we bless this room now, it could take over everyone's boxyard. I can't do such a dangerous thing. After Hannelore let her red eyes roam in my answer, she laughed a little with a troubled face.

"I meant to be kidding, but Master Rosemayne is really going to be able to do it."

... Shit. Oh!

"Ho, ho, ho. I'm joking, too."

I laughed for now, turning one demon stone after another into gold powder. Wouldn't this mislead me?

... Mm, I guess I can't. Master Hannelore is pulling it off completely.

I don't know what to do, I was in the mood to ask someone for help, and I heard a frantic vilfried voice coming from behind me.

"Dr. Eglantine, I could dye my magic equipment. After all, thanks to your patronage, it seems to consume less magic and is easier to handle."

Looking back in the mood to cry, I see Vilfleet being praised by Eglantine for showing her boxyard like she was good at it. The condition is that of an honorary student without any difficulty at all.

... I can't believe you're getting a lot of protection but it's easier to handle it, only Brother Wilfried is sloppy!

After eight hits in my heart, I decided for now to pray wholeheartedly to the gods who gave me shelter.

... God, may Hannelore not tell you to stop my friend!