Ascendance of a Bookworm

... wash away all the dangerous goods brought in from Lanzenave!

Even if the contents of the silver cylinder weren't instant death poison, it shouldn't be a problem if they were all washed away. As I thought so, I uttered "Vashen" to the auxiliary magic formations of wide-area magic to beat the magic, so naturally, large amounts of water begin to pour down from the vicinity of the ceiling in a waterfall-like momentum at the same time.

"What, this water!?

In the stunned voice of the Central Knights, he said, "Ugh!? It's swirling!? Why!?" mixed voices of my escort knights. It is an auxiliary magic formation that was created assuming the amount of water that would wash away throughout the auditorium, so the water, naturally but called by magic, fills the auditorium. That was as far as I planned. Between the time the auditorium was filled with water and disappearing, I thought I should wait pinched even by my nose.

But is it because I imagined the washing machine in the place of washing it all away, that those in the auditorium began to swirl at high speeds, involving everything regardless of enemy allies? "What do you mean, Rose... but me!" By the time Anastasius' screaming voice was swallowed up by the water and disappeared, I too had been pushed away into the stream of water with no upper, lower, left or right sensations with my body floating without being able to stand.

...... higgie aahhhhh! Failed! Somebody help me!

I want to compliment myself for pinching my nose before I drown completely. Me, the surgeon, the escort knights, Raobrut and Anastasius are all groping around like laundry in a whirlpool. Totally unexpected.

... my eyes turn! Breathe! Breathe! Uh-huh!

I was screaming in a voiceless voice, and I was accidentally thrown out into the air. The water that surrounded me disappears, and the air enters through the mouth that was open. I breathed easier and my vision suddenly cleared up. I just popped out of the water, but there was no more wet, and my hair was shaking saggily in my eyes.

... Huh? Ceiling?

It was the ceiling that was in my sight with my own hair. There is a ceiling close enough to be touched if you reach for it. My body was captured by gravity the moment I learned that I had been raised much higher by the current. No questions asked, the distance from the ceiling begins to open, and the blood draws at once.

... falling!

"Wow!

I feel slow when the movement around me does, even though gravity is capturing me and I'm falling. I stretch my arms desperately to grab something, but nothing touches my hand.

In the meantime, someone's painful voice called "Around" and "Rosemaine!" I heard Ferdinand in a hurry, and two amulets that were on my wrist reacted. The light of counterattack flies from the amulet before wondering if someone attacked you, and Shruri and the belt of light wrap around you. Is this an attack, too? When I thought of it, I was pulled forcefully with Gun, and the angle of falling flirting with forces different from gravity changed.

"Khaaaaaaaa!

While I was screaming, it seems I was jumping into Ferdinand's arms on the altar. "Shut up because it's so loud," he said, before he asked me if I was safe. "What the hell are you doing, you idiot?" He started scolding me, so I'm pretty sure.

"Uh, Master Ferdinand pointed a silvered cylinder at me, so if I did Vachen, I'd be caught in an unexpected stream myself, thrown out and falling, but it's hard to answer when I'm asked again"

"That's enough if you can answer me, but you thought I'd eat the same hand twice?

Ferdinand distorted his face in a grumpy manner while holding his face down and showing Jervagio groaning with his chin all the time. It's not like I don't trust you. I just stuck with Vashen worried. I hope you don't look so grumpy. My heart is busy with the relief I helped and the tension over your sermon.

"Nevertheless, why was I the only one flown here? Everyone's still going around..."

Out of sight to avoid anger and sermons, ahead is the appearance of people groping around in auditoriums turned into giant washing machines. Apparently my Vashen had not reached the altar. There is a transparent wall where the laoblute has been inhibited, and the water is rampant just beyond it.

... my full Vashen, it didn't make any sense.

Vashen had no point and Ferdinand was easily out of crisis on his own. I am the preaching of Ferdinand, wrapped in my own art, falling on the altar. Shiitake garlic.

"You're a qualified person who can come up here, so you just wouldn't have been bounced off that wall while you were going around. I'm more concerned that Vashen hasn't disappeared yet. What did you consider dirt to be removed?

He turned off the band of light and unloaded me, and glimpsed Vashen's vortex, which Ferdinand had not disappeared in seconds as he deformed Starp into a water cannon again.

"It's dangerous goods brought in from Lanzenave. It would be dangerous if the contents of the silver cylinder weren't instant poison..."

"I see. It could take a while to rinse it off if the troke was in the dangerous stuff"

The water that was swirling in the auditorium disappeared in an instant while Ferdinand conceived about the status quo while shooting water cannons at Jervagio, who had the restorative medicine in his hand. The knights who were floating in the water, just like me, begin to fall, sounding Gashadsha.

"Dangerous!

"The knight is wearing armor. You can't die where you fell."

"There are also civilians near me!

"Don't embark on it. Now we're gonna roll off the altar."

Calmly pointed out by Ferdinand, when I checked my feet, I hurried to look for Haltmut and Clarissa. Those who know that I use Vashen of wide-area witchcraft in Ditter and elsewhere seem to be able to act relatively calmly, and I can see Brother Cornelius and Leonore, who are just out riding beasts. Angelica was scaffolding the feathers of a horseman spreading in the air, jumping lightly.

"The altar suits Mestionora's incarnate Rosemaine very well."

"How divine! of the Supreme God......"

... Ah, the Hultmoots look fine with no problems at all.

Haven't you been up so high, Hartmoot and the others are making some noise pointing to the altar where we are. I don't want to hear the details, so I think you should listen.

... safe and above all, but a little quieter.

When I stroked down my ho chest as I searched for Aerenfest's cloak of colour, I said, "Can't I report what I do beforehand!" I heard Anastasius yell. If you circle your gaze because you heard it from a strange direction, you can see the anastasius-like figure being launched into the audience. Apparently, it was safe to get caught up in Vashen.

...... where is laoblute?

The figure of Raoblut, who was in formation to defend the altar, is no longer in the same place. As I looked around the auditorium with my eyesight enhanced, thinking it was hard to understand where it had been flushed, the door to the auditorium opened wide rampantly.

... Now what!?

Unexpectedly looking at the door, a massive blue cloak came in like an avalanche. I can't go wrong. The knights of Dunkelferger.

"Join Master Rosemayne and Master Ferdinand!

"Ooh, ooh!

It is Aub Dunkelferger who, as a matter of course, is at the forefront, with some female knight-like figures wearing black and blue capes next to him. With his helmet on, his face is difficult to understand, but it is obvious that he is a woman from the shape of the armored chest.

"I will not tolerate only Laobrut, the Knight Commander who defends Zent, but poisoned Lady Traokvar. Now that my husband is unable to move, I, my wife, will take care of him."

She immediately identified the location of Raobrut, which I could not discern, and pointed her weapon at him. The black cloak of central affiliation, too, but alongside Aub Dunkelferger with his mouth and arms, is reminiscent of Hannelore on the battlefield.

"... Could that be Master Magdalena?

"Is there any other wife who can call Lady Traokvar her husband and put up a weapon next to Aub Dunkelferger as she deserves?

... Being Zent's wife doesn't change what I do... Dunkelferger is seriously Dunkelferger.

"Aub Dunkelferger, I will start Raobrut and entrust you with the capture of the backcutters in the Central Knights!

Ferdinand gave instructions from the top of the altar as he continued his attack on Jervagio, who was defending himself by putting out Gettylt's shield. Dunkelferger's participation increased his power at once. You should leave the battle downstairs to the knights of Dunkelferger and Arlensbach.

"Underwritten!... but the formation is ruined and the enemy allies cannot be distinguished! For one thing, capture the black cloak of the Central Knights from one end! Asking for opinions or discerning them with your face is behind you!

Shortly after I felt comfortable cooperating with Dunkelferger, I became very anxious. Still a big mess and bold. At the behest of Aub Dunkelferger, however, Dunkelferger's blue cloak begins to move agile through the auditorium where his enemy allies are scattered around Vashen.

"... Dear Ferdinand, Princes Anastasius are going to be captured by the knights of Dunkelferger, but are you sure you don't have a problem?

"Capturing that group of Raobluts is our top priority. You don't have to worry about Prince Anastasius any more than Master Magdalena is acting with Dunkelferger"

... Are you sure?

Did you hear the voice of my heart, Ferdinand exhaled a frightened sigh?

"Shouldn't you capture Jervagio as soon as possible than Prince Anastasius' trend and be able to think about drawing up a library city plan?

"Right!

Library city planning, as Ferdinand put it, is more important than the Princes Anastasius, originally called as insurance. Since I have become Aub Ahrensbach, I participate in the battle to capture those of Lanzenave as a duty, but to be honest, I want to throw out such a battle to advance library city planning.

… I design a library city that houses the Gutenberg and Ferdinand-inspired laboratories and my library, like the ancient Alexandria, which housed a herbal garden in a giant library.

There's also the sea. Arlensbach is perfect. But in order to do so, if we are to capture and defeat Jervagio, who was leading the men of Lanzenave, we must bring this battle to an early end.

"Due to the balanced amount of magic, tying by magic will likely not work on Jervagio. I'll leave my defense to you while I build up my magic."

"Yes! Szczeria, the guardian goddess of the wind."

As soon as I began to gently close my eyes and utter my congratulations, Jervagio said, "That's... Mine, isn't it? I said." The moment I opened my eyes to my surprise that they called me "Mine," I said, "It's just obstruction. Focus on the congratulations," reprimands fly from Ferdinand, who continues to attack Jervagio with restraint.

"O twelve goddesses of kinship, who serve the side."

"Mine, why are they working with Quinta without killing each other?

That's what Jervagio said with surprise as he set up Gettylt to prevent Ferdinand from attacking. I guess Airvermeen says something. I can't think of anyone else to say such noisy things as "kill each other".

... I said no to Master Airvermeen on the spot, didn't you hear? Didn't you hear that?

I think of my spare time as I continue to celebrate and try to keep Jervagio's call to "mine" out of my ears.

I don't know how long Air Vermeen has been in the garden of beginnings, but it's not strange to be far away from ears. Even though he's an ex-god, he can't beat the annual wave he stops by, I'm sure. Maybe the loss of Jürgenschmidt's magic is also interfering with that part of Airvermeen.

"... the shield of the wind that keeps harmful things out of my hands"

Szczeria's shield was completed with a hard sound that echoed with Kin. As soon as that happens, Ferdinand begins to build up his magic by changing his weapon from a water cannon to a sword, which Ferdinand has been using as a restraint. I felt indescribable reassurance that I was able to share roles as a matter of course, especially without meetings.

"Quinta is not something you have to protect better. Those of you should rather kill Quinta and get everything. Isn't that what you were ordered to do, Mine?

"Die now without saying any more unnecessary things"

Ferdinand waved his sword down as he said so quietly. A hunk of rainbow magic pops out of the sword, and the statue of the god is blown off the altar with Jervagio, shielded with Gettylt.

"Yikes!?

A statue of a god that was flown and floated in the air… exactly the artifact worn by the statue glowed simultaneously. A pillar of light rises and crosses from the Divine Fixture. I closed my eyes too hard in the dazzling light.