I Was Deemed a Worthless Saint Without a Level-Up Blessing and Was Sent Off to Marry a Neighboring Country, but It Turns Out My Blessing Was Actually Level Cap Removal - Episode 29

“Um, Mr. Robes, that book… Could it be… Sacred Ancient Language…?”

The many books that Robes placed on the floor.

Seeing the text written on the spine, Ferulina gasps in surprise.

On this continent, where seven countries are located, the same language is basically used, although there are some regional accents.

Every country, if you trace its ancestry, leads back to the Kingdom of Saint Romrol, located in the far west of the continent.

The history of the continent is nothing short of a history of founding one nation after another, exploring the magical realms, and expanding human territories.

The language called Sacred Ancient is the language that was used in the ancient times of the Holy Romrol Kingdom.

Old books written about saints, magical realms, and demons are basically written in Sacred Ancient Language, making them essential knowledge for priests and historians. However, such individuals usually belong to the historically ancient Sacred Romrol Kingdom.

Even among the saints, there are those who cannot read or write, but Ferulina can, because her mentor, a female priestess, taught her in hopes of finding out why she has no blessing.

I never would have imagined that Robes, a member of the knight order, would be reading a book in Sacred Ancient Language.

However, it seems that Ferulina wasn’t the only one who was surprised.

“Lady Ferulina, can you read the Holy Ancient Language!?”

Robes, who had stood up, leaned forward.

“Eh!? Y-yes… I don’t have much experience, but as a representative of the saint, I can manage a little…”

“Wonderful!”

At the sudden loud voice, knowing it was a compliment, I couldn’t help but flinch.

It was Alvent who stepped in to protect Ferulina.

“Robes. You could read Sacred Ancient Language? This is the first I’ve heard of it.”

Robes grimaced at the sharp gaze that seemed to try to see through his true intentions.

“I am studying in between the duties of the knight order, but I haven’t been able to find a good teacher, so I can only manage to understand a few words here and there… Unfortunately, I can’t proudly say that I can ‘read’…”

Robes, as he speaks, seems genuinely regretful.

While serving as the vice-captain of a knight order that often goes on expeditions and studying ancient sacred languages, Ferulina can only admire her, but it seems she herself is not satisfied.

“However, why such ancient sacred words…?”

The voice of Alvent, who had murmured suspiciously, suddenly cuts off.

“……Could it be… for me…?”

It seems I hit the nail on the head. Robes averted his gaze abruptly.

Ferulina also gets the hint from Alvent’s words.

“To find a way to lift the dragon’s curse, is it…?”

Although there has been little development in the past 150 years, we have managed to cultivate the wilderness to the extent that we could establish six nations, starting from a time when there was only the Holy Romrol Kingdom on the continent.

In the past, it seems there was an era when many more powerful saints, knights, and mages emerged, and development progressed rapidly.

Among them, there are also several legends of knight orders that defeated dragons.

Robes must be searching through past literature for any clues, no matter how small.

Yesterday, the ancient manuscript of the saint with special protection that Robes was talking about was probably also found among them.

“I thought it was unlike you to prioritize efficiency by consulting ancient texts to obtain the saint… If it was to lift the dragon’s curse, you should have just said so, right?”

Alvent, who had let out a sigh, answered while turning his face away.

“Speaking about things whose truth is uncertain goes against my principles.”

A curt tone. However, what can be inferred from it is the concern of not wanting to give Alvent false hope with uncertain information.

“Mr. Robes! Please, could you let me examine that book!?”

Before she knew it, Ferulina had bowed deeply on her own.

“If Lady Ferulina is willing to assist, then of course I have no objections, but…”

Robes must have been surprised by Ferulina’s unusually loud voice. Blinking his eyes, he answered hesitantly.

“Thank you very much! I will definitely find a clue no matter what! Um, are these ancient documents part of Lord Robes’ collection…?”

“No, I found it in the royal castle’s library.”

“If it’s the royal castle’s library, there must surely be various ancient books left behind…! Um, would it be alright if you could guide me there…!?”

To Ferulina, whom he had eagerly asked for help, Robes nodded and said, “Of course, I don’t mind, but…” with a somewhat complicated expression, he glanced at Alvent.

“How should I put this… I’m very sorry…”

“No, don’t worry about it. I am truly grateful for your loyalty. Above all, if it’s something Ferulina herself desires, then I have no reason to oppose it…”

Like milk brothers, Alvent and Lobes exchanged glances that seemed to communicate something only they understood, and Ferulina looked at them in confusion, but neither of them responded.