Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Where are we?

There is no one to look around in a dark space. Where did the neighbors who were supposed to be around go? Perhaps it is more right that one of me has moved somewhere.

"I supplied the statue of Mestionora with magic, and the magic formation floated, and it was thrown out... like when I was moved to the temples of the gods, I guess?

Think back to your situation and make your own predictions. But the temple was lined with statues of the gods. It was a kind design that taught me to pray. Now the surroundings are dark and I don't know what's going on or what to do.

... If you're going to be trapped in the library, I'd still have trouble with the dark.

I slowly stretched out my hand to explore what was going on around me. There are no walls within reach. It doesn't look like it's packed in box-shaped objects. Next, I'll crouch down and explore my feet. There was floor-like hardness.

"... ah"

Magic lines began to grow from the fingertips that touched the floor. As its magic line stretches and expands, you start to see the view slowly from your feet. It's as if there was a landscape hidden underneath if you magically washed the darkness away, or you're making a landscape out of your own magic.

I pulled my hand by surprise, but the phenomenon of the sight spreading through the darkness never stops. Starting at the point where I am, I see the landscape as the water that spills out spreads.

The carpeted floor, which appeared to be highly soundproofed, spread out to draw a large arc, falling from one point to the bottom with a cacun. In a large cylindrical building, a spiral staircase stretches downwards and downwards so that there are stairs along the circumferential wall.

And from where the horizontal spread hit the wall, the landscape began to be visible this time longitudinally. It was a bookshelf tightly packed with books that I could see as it spread from close to the floor to the top. The bookshelf that runs all the way to the ceiling now keeps spreading all the way to the side. Beneath the darkness was a huge library with large spiral staircases and bookshelves that lasted all the way between the walls.

"Wow!? What are you doing here? God gave you paradise!?

I looked around overwhelmed by bookshelves full of walls. I've never seen a library so packed with books in Jürgenschmidt. It is much more overwhelming than the library in the House of Lords, which was much more and more touching than the library in Aerenfest. It's like a foreign library I've seen in photographs and such during Reino.

"Oooh! Ben, Ben! All the books from that side to this side, from top to bottom! Hey, hey, hey!

When I supplied the statue of Mestionora, the goddess of wisdom, I came to such an amazing place. Respect and gratitude for Mestionora is unspeakable in words. But when you can't describe it in words, I think you should describe it in your body.

"Pray to Mestionora, goddess of wisdom!

As I unleashed the blessings I left to my emotions, I jumped to the bookshelf on the wall closest to myself with a full grin. Reach out to enjoy the feel by stroking the back cover of the book on the bookshelf. My head turned bright white with a flattering, straight feel. It looks like a painting on a wall and I can't take the book. I'll try to slap Beech on the wall, but the book won't come out.

"Ooh! What is this!? Pleasure!? It's too much of a scam! My prayer, return..."

What does it mean to keep this happy and drop into the abyss of despair shortly afterwards? I want to complain to Mestionora, the goddess of wisdom.

"Are you a seeker of the knowledge that is here?

"I want it! I want to read it! From the bottom of my heart!

I answered screaming in tears, and then I realized.

... Whose voice!?

Apparently there was someone there. They seem to have witnessed perfectly my too instinctive behavior and the words and actions that Aub's adoptive daughter does not deserve from anywhere. This is not good. Very bad. I've run wild in the same mood as the temples of the gods, but it's an unlikely lapse as a lord candidate. With sloppiness and cold sweat, I look back in horror.

"... Huh?

There was a golden Schmill there. It's about the same size as the Schwartz and the others, but the way they talk is a lot more fluent.

"Then come but good. He who seeks knowledge."

Golden Schmill goes down the stairs pimped. Jumping down just about five steps at a time, so going down the stairs is pretty fast. I don't know how far down I'm going, but I'm on the top floor of a big, cylindrical library retreat. As soon as I gave up that I could not walk on my own, I looked around carefully and rode into the mounted beast. You won't even be pissed off because there's nobody else but Golden Schmill.

"Where am I? Schwartz and the others said, is that you? They said they were waiting or calling..."

I asked the golden Schmir as I went down the stairs. Golden Schmill answers me as I head down the stairs without even looking at this one.

"This is a place that reflects visitors' wishes. See if visitors are willing and qualified to seek knowledge and send it out. I've confirmed their intentions."

... Huh? So you're saying my wish was a library full of walls? Oh, speaking of which, you wanted to be locked in the library more than in the dark.

Apparently Mestionora had absolutely nothing to do with it. Happy on my own, bless on my own, and apologize in my heart for letting me down on my own.

"Oh, so, is that you?

"This is a place that reflects visitors' wishes. See if visitors are willing and qualified to seek knowledge and send it out. I've confirmed their intentions."

"Um, I've heard that already"

Golden Schmir speaks fluently, but perhaps he has few patterns to speak of. Whatever you ask, all the same words come back.

The library, which seemed to continue infinitely down, seemed illusory. We arrived at the bottom about three to four floors down the stairs. There was a door with seven demonic stones on the front of the stairs down.

"Touch that door. Open if you qualify"

That's what Golden Schmir told me, and I hesitated tremendously, having been bounced to the door in an underground library before.

"Um, me, I don't have a royal registration..."

"Touch that door. If you're qualified, the door should open."

Golden Schmill repeats the same words. They won't listen to this one. I had no choice but to go down the horseman and touch the door while I was vigilant. I can touch it properly and pull my hand right in so that it's okay to get bounced off. It never got bounced, and one demonic stone glowed red.

...... looks ok.

Now touch the door with your entire palm. When all the demonic stones glow, the door automatically opens inward. But I don't see a rainbow oil film over there. Where is it connected? Standing in front of a wide open door, a golden Schmir lined up next to him.

"He who is recognized by the gods and seeks knowledge. I'll go. What you seek lies ahead."

"Ha! I'm going to read a book full of them!

I rode back on the horseman, and I slammed into a door where I could not see ahead.

When I progressed on the solo Lesser Bus, I went out into a place like an exposed cave of rock skin. The white road is lighting up and telling me where to go. Running dart with a horseman, a white spiral staircase appeared on the protrusion.

"I recognize something... isn't this the beginning garden ahead?

When I was a freshman, it was the white spiral staircase that went to get God's will, and up that staircase was the garden of beginnings. Although we rode up the spiral staircase this time, what we arrived at was the garden of beginnings as expected.

It is a white square with white floors circular as remembered, only a place with large trees like white sculptures of the same material in the middle. There was God's will at the time of the lecture on obtaining the Starp, but there was nothing to say about this at the time of the lecture on obtaining protection.

Things look the same here no matter how many times you come. A large white tree trunk stretches to the ceiling, with white branches spread over the ceiling. There seemed to be a large hole, a thin few muscles of leaky light pouring down between the white leaves that grew in the white sculpture tree.

... I'm here again, what am I supposed to do here? I don't have any books here.

As Golden Schmir told me, I came to read a book, but there is not a single book here. I will come down from the mounted beast, and walk round the trees.

"Are you finally here..."

"Hmm?"

I heard a voice from somewhere, but there's nobody here. Reminds me of the golden Schmir who had been seen to faint, and I look back on my actions in an aggressive manner. We shouldn't have made any instinctive moves here yet.

... Lady, you haven't acted disqualified, have you? Yeah. It's okay, it's okay.

Looking around, careful not to forget the lord candidacy, the great tree in the middle seemed to penetrate a little bit and slowly began to take on the appearance of people.

"Ha!? Huh!?"

To the phenomenon that is so strange, I twist and fall behind. To be honest, I don't know why. I'm supposed to be here because I want to read a book, and not a single book, and weird things are happening. Faced with an incomprehensible reality, I already want to go home.

... Exit, where?

I tried to escape from here, but it seemed like a hole leading to the staircase I was supposed to have come by when I got here at some point, and it was a completely circular square. I mean, there's no escape.

... I'm not sure what it is, but I know something terrible is going on. It's immeasurable in my common sense!

I would like to ask someone if this phenomenon is common in Jürgenschmidt. While he was confused with the Oro in his heart, Oki was in the form of an upright person.

He was the one who left the impression of Oki. Late 30s in my eye age determination that I can't really guess. He is a skinny, big man, but white. White hair longer than hips, white costume all over me, white skin too. Does it seem nervous because it has the same frown wrinkles as Ferdinand?

He kept his eyes closed and opened his mouth.

"It's late. What the hell were they doing? The magic of the foundations is becoming scarce, and the magic of wrapping the whole of Jürgenschmitt is diminishing"

"What? Huh? Oh, sorry?

I apologize for the first time for being angry with the encounter and not sure. Obviously not a normal person. I don't know what will happen if I piss you off. You should leave it poorly.

But I don't know why you're suddenly mad at me. Since he first said it was late, would he have waited for me or called me?

"Um, could you be serious?

"Grandpa?... Oh, a lot of nostalgia."

Is this man a jerk? I look seriously at the white man. According to Schwartz and the others, it's old and great, so we might have to be careful how we respond.

"Sir, I have a question for you, are you sure?

"I have a question, too. The vessel has shrunk considerably. Did you get a weird curse?

"Huh? Curse?

I wanted to ask you who you were, but I couldn't because you said you didn't clap.

... Did you get a curse?

"Even if you come here in that vessel, it will be very unacceptable. It's a laborious thing."

"What are you talking about?

There's so much I want to ask you about the vessel and what to take. But he did not answer my question, but only turned his face upwards, standing upright.

"Can I ask you something? Arnvax."

The moment he said so, a blue light poured down upon me.

...... hmm? Wasn't Arnvax the god of nurturing?

You call me a lot more comfortable, and when I thought about swallowing things, I realized that my body had begun to change a long time ago. Severe pain runs all over your body, struck by the sound of bones stirring and the feeling of your muscles stretching out. Huh, breathed in the unexpected.

"Yes, it hurts! Ouch, it hurts! Oh, my God!"

"Give up and be patient."

"Hideous!

Without any explanation beforehand, "give up" is too bad while asking Arnvax to grow it on his own. I want to complain, but the blue light pouring down on me never stops, nor does it stop the severe pain in my whole body.

In the midst of severe pain, the first thing I thought was a bad band in my lower back. A band of hips and a string of pumpkin pants to keep your socks tied together feeds into your stomach. It hurts, and breathing feels painful. I removed my belt of leather, crying in pain, selflessly obsessed and lowering the demonic stones and healing pills of the horseman, untied the belt of the temple chief's costume, and undressed the costume for the ritual. Then tap up the costume skirt you were wearing underneath to untie your hips and pants.

By the time my breath was easier, my head was making giddy noises. Because of the disappointing stiffening and tying with the hair conditioning, this one on the scalp is pulled. I thought it would be bad if I didn't instinctively drop my hair conditioning.

"Vashen!"

Wrapped in water, I pulled through my hair ornaments. When the hair conditioner drops, my hair tends to fall off when the strings are loose, so my hair unwraps on its own.

It was during the bundle that I was able to relieve myself in severe pain. My shoes were tight and my toes started to bend in my shoes. Even if I desperately take off my shoes, they are even tight to my socks. The toes are tight, but the thighs are going to stop bleeding as they are.

"Messer"

When I made a knife out of a stamp, I tore my socks apart at once from my thighs to my toes. It is a rough business that cannot be done unless it is made of a Starp blade that will not scratch itself.

I also put a knife in the string on the back of the costume I was wearing as it was. Along with the sound of bumps, your back loosens and your back opens naturally.

My arms are getting tighter, so if I take off my upper body costume, I will be wearing it. My chest was also growing from the Reino era and I can see the valley, so my skin was tight, but if I cut in with a messer on the side, I could still wear it. I have extra pumpkin pants down there, so I'm fine with being pampered but not having to take them off.

... Ugh, a critical minimum of dignity has been observed. Safe. I almost got soaked up.

I remember the Reino period, so I can still assume it's safe, but if it's Jürgenschmidt's aristocratic standard, it's completely out. What an outrageous act against a maiden.

... That's what I wanted to be, but I didn't want to grow like this!

The blue light had disappeared at some point. Staring at the sky that the unexpected blue light had shined. Did you grow completely or your body aches were gone? My whole body is tired and very neat, but it's better if the severe pain just disappears.

... I need a healing pill.

I reached out to the temple chief's ritual costume after taking a healing pill with kindness. The temple chief's ritual costume is raised so that he can wear it even as he grows. If you cut the thread down, you should be able to wear it even with your grown body. I wanted to applaud me back then, although I didn't envisage this use because it was a raise to save money.

Cut the thread on the part you are lifting with the messer and put it on with a bump. Unlike the leaselators, I tied the belt, although I couldn't tie it neatly. Seems I managed to avoid wearing underwear.

Ha, and when I raise my face exhaling tirelessly, the white man stands without being slightly mobile. I stared at the culprits of this time who asked Arnvax to grow me.

"Sir, you saw my lack of fitness!?

"I don't see him. All I see is magic."

Huh? I thought. But he certainly hasn't opened his eyes once.

"Looks like the vessel's grown. It seems to be growing more than it was back then. Above all. This time it came through the regular path. I'm a little more polite than I was back then."

... a regular path? Back then? Anything wrong? Huh? I was made to grow up wrong?

Maybe he doesn't even know if he's different with his eyes closed.

"Um, I'm afraid..."

"Come on, let's put out a stamp and pray"

"Huh? Um, wait. People..."

"I can't wait any longer. Make it quick."

With a stern voice, I responded "yes" reflexively and put out a stamp. As much as I pray, that's what I've done so many times before. We'll just have to hang out until he's willing to listen to this one right in front of us.

As soon as I gave up my persuasion and let out the Staarp, one precious color after another began to pop out of the Staarp.

"Hih!

The precious colour that flies out of the stapes floats in seven lights on a circumference about a meter in diameter centered around me. The height is just around the chest. The precious color light that was floating in a spherical shape increases in density and darkens the color, changing its shape to a square. Ultimately, it was floating in the universe as a tablet of each precious demonic stone I gained by circling the temples of the gods during the Lords' Council.

What was in front of me was the first blue tablet I got. The words engraved in my head when I took it in came out naturally with my mouth.

"Kreftalk"

The blue tablet becomes a thin column of light, and the blue light moves to the left over the circumference as if to utter the next word, and before himself comes the yellow tablet.

"Tidyhinda"

Yellow stone slabs became thin columns of light. Next, it will be transformed into green slabs, red slabs, white slabs, black slabs, gold slabs and one column of light after another. When I was surrounded by the pillars of light, the white man slowly turned his gaze upwards. I look up the same way. There was a hole in it, and I saw a blue sky.

"Call upon the Supreme God and the Great God of the Five Pillars and pray from the bottom of your heart, but good. He wants to borrow the wisdom of Mestionora."

As White Him tells me, I kneel and pray on the spot.

"I am the one who created and paid the world and prayed and thanked the gods and presided over the high pavilion sky, the supreme god is the husband and wife of darkness and light, the goddess of darkness Sic Zantrahat, the goddess of light Fairspredi, the goddess of the five pillars, the goddess of water, the goddess of Fruitrene, the goddess of fire, the goddess of Rydenshaft-style, the goddess of Szerian soil, the goddess of Gedurleich, the goddess of life, Avelibe, hear my prayers, give Mestionora wisdom and pay"

The seven colors of light that surrounded me went up with Hyun. Immediately after that, more and more light comes down. As I accidentally tried to resist the flurry of knowledge pouring in with the light, the voice of reprimand sounded.

"Don't fight it. Accept everything. Receive as much Mestionora wisdom as possible, as little extra as possible, and without dropping anything."