Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Besides, no matter what face whoever comes out of there looks like, it doesn't make any difference what I'm going to do"

Answering Leonore, I stare at Jervagio, who is on the altar. If Jervagio continues to be Zent, then of course I, who took away the foundations of Arlensbach connected with Lanzenave, Ferdinand, whose murder was scheduled at the planning stage, and Aerenfest's position, which is probably considered to have been benevolent, should be a terrible one.

... you should think there's no room for discussion.

I don't think the Lanzenave ones, who have used instant death and poison to eliminate those who are in their way, will respond kindly and sweetly. The foundations of Arlensbach will be taken by Jervagio's hands at all costs. There is no way you can kick the soldiers of Lanzenave, destroy the ship, and leave me alone for saving Arlensbach's nobility.

At least if I were you, I would never say, "I don't care how many people in my hometown are killed or captured because there are circumstances there too," when it comes to defeating the people who came with me, destroying the ships needed to return to their homeland, and being attacked by the outhouse where they are based and all my people captured.

"Surely the appearance of the enemy has nothing to do with it. But how do we capture that man? More than Raoblut is in front of the altar, you will need to defeat the Raobluts and the Central Knights or attack that reaches the top. If only we could get a little more people or communicate with those who are away..."

Leonore stares at the movement of the Central Knights as he turns his gaze here and there. At that time, a trick and something struck me at hand. When I lowered my gaze, I saw a small paper plane about five centimeters stuck in my hand. If you look at the unnatural sight, you will see that the paper plane is made of demon paper, and it is a communication for me.

I widened the paper plane as I peered around. There it is: "Grab my attention with a gluthrith height and a blessing overlay. The perimeter jamming is at Fairdrenna. This one is ready," runs and writes in Ferdinand's letters.

... I mean, you're gonna do something while I get my attention, right?

I moved the letter slightly so that it could be seen by my own escort knights. Leonore glimpses where the Ferdinands are and Haltmut and Clarissa reach for the leather bag containing the Devil's Paper.

"Gluthris Height!"

And I put forth the book of Mestionora with my right hand up, as Ferdinand had instructed.

"Become!? You said it was a gluthris height!?

"Look closely! No! The real Gluthris Height isn't that big! What Master Jervagio has is real!

"What to say!? Master Rosemayne's Gluthris Height is real! We could open and close the border gates!

Whatever the Knights of the Central Knights who raise their voices of surprise or the knights of Dunkelferger who claim that my Scriptures are authentic, I will lay the overlay of blessings that I took away earlier.

Angleaf, god of martial arts, Schlagezir, goddess of hunting, Steifelise, goddess of disease, Dürtzetzen, goddess of luck Gryfeschaan...... If you pray in the name of the gods one after the other, every time a pillar of precious colour will stand, and the light of blessings will fall on my side.

"Lady Rosemaine, who receives many more blessings than the gods, is the incarnation of Mestionora, who gives the next Zent the gluthris height. It is the mission of Master Rosemayne to choose Zent from those of Jurgenschmitt and to give him the gluthrithheit. You don't have to bother with the Lanzenave invaders."

... haltmutt!

I couldn't stop praying along the way, and I succeeded in drawing attention throughout the auditorium due to my inability to hold on to Haltmoot's mouth, which I seemed to be good at. It also solidly gathers a gaze full of Raoblut's intentions to kill.

"I don't just have to cage it in the central temple, I still have to make sure I hold my breath"

"As Rosemaine's side says, you don't have to choose an invader for Zent! Only those who are chiefs of the Knights of Zent but do not defend their country, betray their father and bring in external ills will never be forgiven!

It seems that he has fully recovered. The overlay of blessings also rests on Anastasius and his sides. He began to move towards the altar where Laobrut was, kicking relatively easily through the central knights that were nearby.

"I see. You got a prayer for the gods here..."

Such a voice came down from the top of the altar. Looking down as impressed within the auditorium, where the pillars of light disturbed, Jervagio set forth his scriptures to imitate me, and began to celebrate with a low, sounding good voice.

"Angleaf, the god of fire, the god of martial arts, to whom Ryden Shaft is attached."

The scriptures set forth with Jervagio's prayers begin to bring the blue light together.

I didn't think Jervagio would be able to celebrate this easily. I struggled to remember the eulogy when I became a witch apprentice. So much so that I wanted to give the gods a nickname because I was disgusted by the fact that I had to remember the names of many long and many gods like a few congratulations and fools.

"Hear my prayers, give me holy power, pay me, force me to defeat all enemies."

Don and the blue pillar of light stood. The joyful voice in honor of Jervagio can be raised and the movements of the princes Anastasius, who were dominant, can be stopped.

"Hmm. Looks like I can give the gods blessings too"

Jervagio looks up at the blue glowing pillar and laughs, "Stufelise, the goddess of wind, the goddess of wind Stufelise, to whom Stufelia depends," and begins to lay the blessings, just as I do. I took away the blessings of the enemy side because of it as it is, but it makes no sense.

... Blessings have turned my gaze towards Jervagio again. What is Master Ferdinand doing!?

Didn't you do something while you were drawing attention to me? I turn my gaze unwittingly to those with Ferdinand and others. I saw Brother Eckhardt fighting the Blessed Central Knights of Jervagio, but I don't see Ferdinand.

"Hear my prayers...... Grr!?

Suddenly the words of prayer were interrupted. Looks like he was attacked by magic from somewhere, and some amulets that Jervagio was wearing bounced off.

"Where!?

Raoblut, who was watching the movements of Princes Anastasius as he defended himself in front of the altar, looks back in amazement and gives out his weapon to capture where the amulet counterattack is headed.

"Gettylt"

Ferdinand's voice raised his shield close to the top of the altar. The counterattack by Jervagio's amulet is immediately prevented and Ferdinand shows up. I don't know where it came from, but I only found out that I made the most of the amulet of Fairbergen, the god of cover-ups, and that he told me to "get everyone's attention" to maximize its power.

"When did you get there?!?

Raoblut raised his voice, but Ferdinand wouldn't move his gaze out of Jervagio as if he hadn't heard. Just like when the knights lay shields in one hand and weapons in the other, they mount shields and black water cannons to launch one attack after another.

"Dear Jervagio!

When I saw Raobrut rushing toward the altar, Clarissa said, "I won't let you get in the way!" and activate the aid of wide-area magic. Since instructions had already been given with Fairdrenna when I obstructed her, I waved my stamp instantly, aiming for the Devil's Paper that Hartmoot had spread.

"Fairdrenna's Thunder!

It pours down from multiple magic formations spread near the ceiling to the Central Knights, where the thunder is near the altar. Almost at the same time, the magic formations that Ferdinand seemed to have planted seemed to have been activated, and lightning began to fall on Brother Eckhardt and the Central Knights fighting against the Knights of Arlensbach.

Numerous screams and as the amulet counterattack they were wearing flew toward the magic formation, "It's a cape! Prevent it with a silver cape!" The voice of Laobrut echoes. Raoblut himself tried to run up the altar with his cape over his head, voicing that he could prevent it to some extent by wearing a silver cloth that prevented magic.

"Whew!"

Raoblute was played by something. I thought someone had arrived at the attack, but apparently not. Raoblut reached out and said, "... what is this? There's an invisible wall in my eyes," he said with a potentially irritating voice.

Raoblut seems furious at the way he was just bounced that he didn't deserve to go up there, but I was a little relieved. As long as we fight at the top of the altar, no extra rescue will come in. I don't think Ferdinand will lose by fighting one-on-one with Jervagio, who's not even a knight.

"Quinta is better..."

Not even moving one eyebrow at Jervagio's words, Ferdinand hit the water cannon at the face. It's an attack that gives you a glimpse of the "don't talk too much" mood. Jervagio moves his arm in front of his face aggressively to prevent a direct hit. The amulet played and a counterattack flew against Ferdinand's shield.

It is also strange because the water cannon, which when I have it, only looks like a toy entirely, really looks like a pistol when Ferdinand has it. One thin magic line after another flies towards Jervagio, and each time Jervagio's amulet can be played. I soon found myself stripping away Jervagio's amulet more and more with an attack of problem-free intensity even when a counterattack came.

"Leuken.... Gettylt"

While the amulet was destroyed by Ferdinand's attack, Jervagio erased the scripture he had listed and put out a shield instead.

"... as reported by Leonzio and Laobruto, you look amazingly alike"

Ferdinand throws his magic equipment silently at Jervagio's words. Over the shield that was erected, it exploded behind Jervagio's back. Normal square shields with no escort knights will also provide a limited range of protection on their own.

But Jervagio seemed to have other amulets than a magic attack, and the counterattack flew towards Ferdinand. Did Ferdinand predict that he would prevent a counterattack without difficulty with a shield?

"Quinta, isn't that where you think you were born? Have you ever remembered your anger at why you have to be pushed to live this way? Do you have any thoughts about how Lanzenave is forced to live a harsh way from before birth?

I don't think there's any way I'd think of anything at all. However, against Jervagio, who asks quietly, Ferdinand threw the magic apparatus again silently with no expression at all showing the inside. That is prevented by Jervagio's shield.

"Sorted by magic from the time of his birth as a man in that detached house, he must desperately escape from a way of life that turns into a demonic stone, and is sent with an adult to an exotic land in an attempt to be registered as a sideline royalty. All you need to do ahead is be a magical kid and maintain a white building.... This is a great opportunity to finally explore. If I were to be ZENT of Jürgenschmitt, I could end this way of life. You will never have an unhappy child again. And neither Jürgenschmidt nor the royal family that doesn't even have Gluthrithheit will deplete their magic."

Ferdinand laughed with his nose at Jervagio, who preached that it would be beneficial for Lanzenave and Jurgenschmitt to be Zent.

"I don't know what I'm mistaken about, but I'm not a quinta. Ferdinand, Lord of Aerenfest."

"It may be too young to remember to leave the House, but instead of the one who escaped the House, his mother became a demon stone, and his daughter, who was supposed to live as a princess to fill her mother's hole..."

"As I said earlier, I'm Ferdinand, not Quinta"

Ferdinand laughs furiously and blocks Jervagio's words. It is a social smile that floats at a very grumpy time, and it has come to me that inner anger and intense emotions are hidden.

"Of course Lanzenave will have the circumstances of Lanzenave. But what better say he who has received the Demon Stone and used it to live for Lanzenave? Those are the invaders from Lanzenave. Now that we have the incarnation of Mestionora who can give the new Zent a gluthris height, its presence in Jürgenschmidt is unnecessary only to cause confusion"

Contrary to a sparkling smile, Ferdinand's words are spicy and intolerant.

"There's only one thing I think about Lanzenave, etc. Destroy the Torquene Heights with resentment. That way, you'll never have an unhappy child again.

"... well. Enough. Apparently, those who escaped from the palace will not understand our pain. Quinta, be a sick demon stone to those born as demon stones."

Jervagio dumped his shield and pointed the silver cylinder at Ferdinand. It must be the silver cylinder Retizia was saying. The moment I look at the cylinder, my hand moves before I think about it.

"Vashen!"

I was putting up a stamp and beating through all the demon paper I was preparing for when I was instantly used of death and venom.