Ascendance of a Bookworm

Dietrinde clustered the costume of the Goddess of Light creeping closer to Restylaut clustered the costume of the Dark God as he showered his gaze all over the venue. I looked at Dietrinde's head with a face that seemed so disgusting to LestiLaut, who was going to escort Dietrinde to rise to the stage of the service dance.

"Who can dance with so much decoration?

I applaud in my heart Lestilaut, who asked Zuba on behalf of everyone's worries and anxieties. Isn't Lestiraut a brave man who can ask it straight on this occasion?

But the brave question didn't seem to reach Dietrinde.

"Yep. Of course you can dance. I've done a lot of archaics."

Dietrinde said so looking down at his hands, not at his own heavy looking head.

... I think Master Restylaut said something about hair decorations. Where are you looking?... Is there something on your arm? Oh, could it be, Demon Stone?

He seemed well prepared not only for the flashy decorations of his head, but also for the demonic stones to make it glow. I could not hide my surprise in the ready Dietrinde. How the hell could I escape that Ferdinand?

While I was thinking about it, the Lords' Candidates rose to the stage with flickering long sleeves. Escorting the goddess of light is the god of darkness, but Lestiraut was trying to keep Dietrinde out of sight, or his face looked slightly sideways, rather than frontal.

... you look kind of like Master Ferdinand earlier, but good luck, Master Restylaut!

Lordship candidates line up in their respective positions, kneeling and touching the stage, just like music and sworddance to the altar. Dietrinde's head shook heavily at all that motion. It won't collapse or this one will be more harassing.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

The moment the voice of the Lordship Candidate was raised, the magic formation also surfaced this year on the stage of the service dance, which until then had been white. I stare at the stage with my mouth shut because everyone seems to be blind.

The music began to play and the dancer slowly rose. Raise your hand in a fluffy motion and your shiny sleeves will shake. It's the beginning of the service dance.

... Oh, I was seriously going to let it glow.

Soon after the service dance began, the demonic stone worn by Dietrinde glowed small. It looks like he's lurking demon stones all over his body. Little light is on his wrist, hair, and he's glowing with potatoes. Only one person is glowing, so it does catch my eye. But the dance itself is not so good. I'm still very concerned about whether my head is heavy or the shaft is shaken every time I twirl around.

"Oh, the goddess of light is glowing. Was this how you felt when you were auditioning for Rosemaine?

My adoptive father asked me that in a low voice. Charlotte shook her neck to the side with an ambiguous grin.

"Your sister has a different quality of demonic stone she was wearing. In addition to lots of amulets, the rainbow demon stone hair decorations glowed, so it was more gorgeous than that little light. However, I didn't care when the blessing would leak rather than think it was beautiful."

In the words of Charlotte I felt a cold sweat erupt. I was desperate to keep my blessings from leaking then, so I had no idea what it was like to be in my own state, but maybe it was more noticeable than the current Dietrinde.

"... Was I, more conspicuous than Dear Dietrinde now?

"Even when we were dancing together, I couldn't help but notice that it was a light with my gaze. would have been more conspicuous"

...... hey ahhh! I can't believe you stood out more than Dear Dietrinde, how conspicuous I was to those around me!?

But it was only a few seconds before the light was on. The light goes out all the time. They noticed it disappeared. It glowed again a few seconds after Dietrinde twisted his eyebrows just a little. And after a few more seconds, it disappears again. That repeat.

My gaze somehow turns to the ticking and flashing light. I thought you were flashing it to stand out, but if you look closely, every time the Demon Stone disappears, Dietrinde is flashing his face a little and shining again. You don't seem to be flashing it to prominence.

... Why does it flash?...... hmm? Is that magic?

I felt like I saw some loosely shaking magic around Dietrinde. The shades of light that come out when you're emitting a lot of magic appear to be being sucked off by the magic formation. But I don't know if the only person who sees this is myself, who sees the magic formations. I unwittingly turn my gaze to Ferdinand. There was no making smile on his face, and there was a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"My eyes seem to be leaking magic from Master Dietrinde..."

Charlotte also nodded at her adoptive mother's whining that it was her fault.

"I can see, too. At first I thought it was an illusion of the eye, but don't you feel it's getting darker gradually?

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who could see the sway of magic. By the time I thought that, everyone seemed to have started to realize, "Has the magic been released a long time?" and the audience begins to twist.

"Hey, Rosemaine. Are you okay with this? Release such magic..."

"Temporarily Rosemaine used to be like that, but what do you think?

I was questioned by my adoptive father and Wilfried, but I don't know. Even if you're desperately trying to keep it from overflowing, but it leaks as a result, or you get too emotional and overwhelmed with magic in a state of intimidation, you've never let magic go to glow over a demonic stone.

"I have never released magic to glow the demonic stones I have put on my whole body, so I cannot know exactly how Dear Dietrinde is doing now. It's just that releasing magic from your whole body is so much on your body that I take my pills and sleep for a few days."

I intended to answer with the utmost seriousness, but my adoptive father saw me with a frightened face.

"The frailty of those who sleep for a few days just wandering outside doesn't even help with the strain"

"... Well, that's right. I don't even know how the burden is when ordinary people release magic."

All the people who were sucked of magic at the service ceremony seemed to be neat, and the women who were forced to suck of magic when they performed the ritual of calling for spring in Haldenzel were unconscious. Then I don't think there's any burden at all in thinking about it.

"But I don't think it's a huge burden because the next Aub of the Lordship candidate would be used to the magic supply."

You'll be fine, the moment I said, "Ah!" "Dangerous!" and his voice rose out of his surroundings. Dietrinde rocks so loud that his whole body leans toward the dark god that was dancing next to him.

... It wasn't all right at all!

I watched over the stage, breathing heavily at the fluttering appearance of Dietrinde. One red flower hair ornament falls out of the high tied hair in a sense that everything looks slow motion.

"What!?

Is it because he kept Dietrinde out of sight even more? Is it because I was concentrating on dancing? Or was it because it was when I was going around with my arms extended wide? Noticing Dietrinde leaning toward herself was a little late for Restylaut, who is trained as Dunkelferger's Lordship Candidate.

"Become!?

The moment he hit a revolving restylaut with his eyes wide open, Dietrinde, fluttering, was well bounced. Fall as it involves the Lordship Candidate as Goddess of the Wind. Dietrinde's hair ornament fell and the hairstyle that was tied high began to collapse.

"Avoid it!"

"Dangerous!

"Ha ha!?

As the voice rises from the audience, the suddenly caught wind goddess role screams and buttocks as she is pushed down by Dietrinde as she widens her costume sleeves wide.

The moment Batali and Dietrinde's hands lay down touched the stage, the magic formation of the stage glowed. In time, just a few seconds.

"What!?

"Now I see a magic formation on stage."

Only the moment it glowed, everyone seemed to see the magic formation too. The magic formation floated up for only a few seconds, but it seemed to be enough time to burn in everyone's eyes. A stranger's magic formation has surfaced on stage, and the surroundings begin to make noise.

"Why is there a magic formation in a place like that...?

"What the hell is that?

I found Ferdinand holding his temples to his surrounding voice. As soon as his eyes met, Ferdinand put his index finger on his lips, looking contemplative.

... don't say anything, right?

"Be quiet! The service dance is not over yet!

"You can't interrupt divinity"

The temple and clergyman of the central temple raise their voices to the graduates who are looking up to the stage so that they do not know the noisy audience or what is happening. But Dietrinde seems to be completely unconscious and doesn't even move with Pickle as he falls and falls, involving the role of goddess of the wind. There was no way the service dance could have continued on the stage as it was.

"You can't leave Master Dietrinde like that. Let's go."

Ferdinand takes his seat and goes onstage, speaking to the Arlensbach nobles. The people of Arlensbach began to move like a hack.

"Tell them to get Master Dietrinde off the stage and take off their costumes for the service. Hurry up and collect your hair decorations."

One of the neighbors lifts and carries Dietrinde, who is lying on stage, while the others recover scattered hair ornaments. Ferdinand knelt before the role of the wind goddess with the buttocks on, after a glimpse of the Dietrinde to be carried, and politely apologized.

"I am so sorry that Master Dietrinde suddenly got into this situation of unconsciousness. There will still be a lot of pain in falling like that. Can you forgive me for giving you healing from me?

"... I forgive you"

Ferdinand offered Lungshmer's healing to the role of the wind goddess that had gotten him involved so that he could stand up. When the role of the goddess of wind takes its hand and stands up, making sure there is no pain, it goes down the stage.

Underneath the stage, the costume of the Goddess of Light had been taken off by the side servants from Dietrinde. When instructed to give that costume to the man of the central temple, Ferdinand is told by Georgine to accompany the unconscious Dietrinde, leaving the auditorium.

"Do the service dance again"

Dietrinde's costume of the Goddess of Light crossed the hands of those in the Central Temple and was handed over to the Lords' Candidate in the alternate frame. The Lordship candidate, who was an alternate frame, rushes up to the stage when he is ready. Under the direction of the temple chief of the central temple, the service dance is redone.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods."

The service dance took place again without the audience's stirring fitting. Now no one glowed, no magic formation glowed, and it ended without difficulty, and the four bells that showed lunch rang in the auditorium.

"From admission to exit, Lady Dietrinde surprised me."

To the hairstyle tied high, Chickati and the flashing demonic stone, fell flashly as he fluttered and wrapped around him, glowing his magic formation. Without a doubt, I think it's the most talked about prominently at this year's graduation ceremony. The topic of lunch at Aerenfest is also borne out by the story of Dietrinde and the magical formations that only surfaced on stage for a moment.

"I've never heard of magic formations in places like that before."

"We didn't see it from the graduates..."

That's what Leonore and Lieselator say and face to face. They didn't see the glowing magic formation on the graduates who were holding back below the stage. I begin to tell those graduates what a dedication dance the students were looking at from the staircase audience.

"Hey, Rosemaine, Charlotte. Doesn't that look like Haldenzel's magic formation? Well, the magic team disappeared without activation, but I think it's similar to suddenly emerging from the white stage or being thought to have some condition for activation."

To the words of Wilfried, me and Charlotte nodded cocklessly. If you look at it in brackets: the magic formations hidden on the white stage, I can say they do look a lot like each other.

"Rosemaine, does that look familiar to you? The service dance is divine too, so don't you know something?

I sifted and shook my head at the words of my adoptive father, who looked to explore this one.

"I do not know. There is no service dance at Aerenfest, so it must be just the central temple."

"I see..."

While my adoptive father was still looking at this one with suspicion, the Ordnants flew in. Though it's almost over, it's rare for the Ordnants to fly in at lunch like this. Thinking so, Ordonanz stepped down before me and opened his mouth.

"Dear Rosemaine, this is Eglantine. Sorry about your lunch time. I'm going to take you to the tea party room. Would you mind receiving your letter?

Although it's a relaxed Eglantine voice, it can't be normal to fly the Ordnants over for lunch or to send a use to the tea party room on graduation day. Something must be going on.

"adoptive father"

"Reply and wait in the tea party room. Let's go."

"Yes."

When I reply in Ordnants, "I did," I finish my lunch in a hurry. It is the entire Lords' clan that leads to the Tea Party Room. Have a cup of tea after dinner in the tea party room and wait for the emissary to visit.

"Stand down, flanks. It's a royal emergency. You should pay for it."

I leave a few escort knights in my adoptive father's words, and the proximity goes down. Looking at it, his adoptive father looked at his adoptive mother worried.

"It would not be a very good request to be brought about by a messenger. Shouldn't Florencia be resting in her room, too?

"Whether you are notified now or later, the shock is the same. I'm here as the First Lady of Aerenfest."

My adoptive father nods at my adoptive mother's words as if he had no choice.

"What the hell are you talking about?

"I've decided to inquire about that magic formation. It's urgent, but that's all there is to know, such as what we can't even inform you about in Ordonanz."

I exhaled softly at the words of my adoptive father. Then there is no answer for me unless Ferdinand asks me.

The noise of chillin and bell rings small in a tea party room filled with nervous air. Osvin, the lead sidekick of Anastasius, came as a messenger. I thank you for the situation where the proximity has already been paid for and ask my adoptive father for permission to use a range designated anti-bugging magic device.

"I don't mind. Guardian knights out of range."

Osvin gave a single letter when he activated the range specified magic equipment.

"Dear Rosemaine, this is from Prince Anastasius. I know it's a lot of trouble, but I've been ordered to come back after you've responded here."

Open the casserole and read the letter. I knew it was a big deal because Anastasius' leading side service stood as a messenger, but still, I got my head kicked in the unexpected content.

Anything, at lunch, the temple chief and the clergyman of the central temple said that the magic team that emerged in the service dance was a magic team to sort out the next Zent, and now the person closest to the next Zent is Dietrinde.

... Wow, Dear Dietrinde isn't the next Aub, the next Zent?

The fact that nobody in the royal family knew there was such a magic formation on the stage of the service dance, and the fact that the magic formation did not glow in the service dances of Gigisvalt, Anastasius and Eglantine, they argue that the day might come when the official Zent would be elected, rather than the current royalty without the gluthris height.

Before there are strange rumors out there, I want to gather some information on whether that magic formation is the object that will elect the next Zent, and if Dietrinde really is the one closest to the next Zent. If Dietrinde is really going to be a Zent with a gluthris height, it says that the throne is going to give way.

...... Dear Dietrinde is ZENT!? What future!? I'm scared!

If I am familiar with the divine and magical formations, I wonder if I know if the Central Temple's statement is correct, so I asked to be heard in the outhouse of Anastasius at the time when the Temple officials are attending the graduation ceremony in the afternoon. It is a royal request which takes the form of a request, but for which the date and time are specified. Actually, it's a subpoena.

"It's really painful, but the royal family only has someone to ask about divinity, Master Rosemayne."

Although Osvin's face, who says so, looks as serene as usual, there is a subtle rush in his voice. Indeed, I can also see the hurry if they tell me that Ahrensbach's next Aub, who appeared in a surprising way at the bar mitzvah, is closest to the next Zent.

... but this is beyond my control! Master Ferdinand!

"The service dance is a central temple divine matter. So you don't know anything, do you, Rosemaine?

You said that earlier, and you nod at my adoptive father many times. I'm supposed to know nothing. My adoptive father turned his gaze to Osvin.

"We're not going to let Rosemayne turn any further than we have a call from the royal family, but it might still be better for you to ask Ferdinand, who is now in Arlensbach,"

We cannot refuse a royal summons here just because things are the case. My adoptive father told me to summon Ferdinand, not just me.

"Calling Ferdinand also has the reason now to ask how Dear Dietrinde fell in the service dance"

Osvin nodded immediately, "It is possible that Master Ferdinand knows better about divinity. I received a suggestion from Aerenfest that we should not call to inquire about Dear Dietrinde's condition," he said, flying Ordnants toward Eglantine. I can see an indescribable rush floating on its side.

"I'm afraid, Aub Aerenfest"

When Osvin recovered the range designated magic equipment, he returned early, with a reply of my acknowledgement.

The only family left in the Tea Party Room was the Lords of Aerenfest. Every face has a very troubled face.

"I didn't know that magic formation was such a magic formation..."

"I haven't decided to be clear yet. I don't know what to think, but I'm going to ask you Ferdinand's answer, Rosemaine."

"Yes."

Next to Arlensbach, what Dietrinde will do will also affect Aerenfest. It's the same with Aerenfest who needs some information.

"If the royal family wants to know what's going on during the graduation ceremony, it's better to keep the others as normal as possible. Rosemaine, as usual, decides not to be in good health. Let's hurry up with Richarda and call Calstead."

The students will leave for graduation with no food on their faces, and I will be on my way to the outhouse of Anastasius with your father, who will come from Aerenfest after graduation begins.

"In the meantime, calling Ferdinand could put on the best guardian for them. Basically, throw a round at Ferdinand, so that those of you are thorough listening."

That's what my adoptive father told me, and I nodded cocklessly.