The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 519
Academy’S Weapon Replicator 519
Chapter 141 Remnants (4)
“Due to this incident, the Zodiacs’ suspicions have grown even more.”
“The god they truly believe in has taken their body. “The shock will not be small.”
Most Zodiacs have divine powers. The only thing that doesn’t is Ospreet.
When you think about it differently, it makes it clear how much divine power plays a role in human strength.
Zodiac now knows. Receiving his divine power means giving your body to God at any time.
They say that they lose their minds after being possessed by God, and that when they open their eyes again, they will endure even if they are missing any of their limbs.
If so, can you admit it?
If you can’t admit it, can you throw away your divine power?
“… Astor Evans. You know this name, right? Bartello.”
“Of course.”
“When he faced the Minotaur, he gave up his divine powers.”
In Bartello’s eyes, Lee Chae was young.
“Did he throw away his divine power at that dangerous moment? That was a really bold decision. Did you realize something?”
“As a result, I was able to defeat the Minotaur, so I guess it was the right decision.”
Philly also has many questions about the situation at that time.
How was Aster able to kill the Minotaur?
No, why did Aster choose to throw away his divine powers at that time?
I’ve never heard of spiritual power being harmful.
But Aster knew. No, he was feeling it.
He knew that in order to slay the Minotaur, he must leave Baldur’s embrace.
“But even after Aster defeated the Minotaur, the Zodiacs did not abandon his divine powers. “We couldn’t find a connection.”
“They all believe that if Aster still had Baldur’s divine power, he would be even stronger than he is now.”
They don’t know. What will be the end of Aster, who relies on Baldur’s divine power? The only thing that knows is Frontier.
Even Frondier couldn’t think of giving up his divine power. If I had known, I would have already beaten that point in the game.
And it’s not just a matter of throwing away your divine power.
“But I had doubts. And that doubt is now getting closer to certainty.”
“God does not give us unconditional grace. “That idea is solidifying.”
It’s not just Fili and Bartello.
Many people in the imperial palace as well as the empire feel that the air has changed.
“The empire is changing, Bartello.”
“It’s a scary thing.”
Bartello’s tone was worried, and when Fili looked at him, Bartello continued.
“I know this is the right direction. But how much blood the empire will shed while walking that path. “That’s what I’m worried about.”
“… “If we had just lived by relying on God, the empire would have already burned down in the Mangot War.”
“The gods won’t approve.”
The empire is clearly shaken. It may be a kind of pain that removes the palm that covers the sky, breaking out of the shell.
However, if the pain is so severe that it breaks before it breaks.
Can the empire overcome this pain and rise up? Bartello was worried about that.
‘Frondier…’
The more times like these, the more I think of that child.
A child of about 20 years old who prevented a war.
He was hailed as a hero, but then fell into a devil state, and Frondier resigned himself to prevent conflict in the empire.
“You chased away too many things.”
Fili’s voice was heard at that time. Bartello looked at her.
“I guess I was thinking the same thing.”
“That’s no coincidence.”
Fili shook his head.
“Because I always think about that child.”
Philly always reminds me of Frontier. Due to her regret and affection for him, and the news that comes every moment, due to her own precognitive abilities. It feels like seeing her son.
So, if Bartello thinks of Frondier, he naturally thinks the same way as Fili.
“There’s more to the empire than I thought.”
Sending Frontier out of the empire wasn’t just about sending him out.
Clearly much more escaped the empire than that.
Now I don’t even know what it all is, things I can’t find or get again.
“I believe that Frontier will come someday. Malia said that too.”
Malia made two promises to Frondier.
There will be no harm, and the people of the empire will offer a sincere apology to Frontier.
Those two promises start with one premise.
The premise is that the day Frontier returns to the empire.
“I hope the empire calms down a bit before that day comes.”
Fili sighed.
After winning the war against Mangot, the empire had clearly defeated the great force that threatened them.
Although the monster’s offensive is still a threat, the empire has succeeded in recovering many areas, including the road leading to Mangot.
But why does the empire seem to be in more disarray than before the Mangot War?
“I hope the Zodiacs come to their senses soon.”
As of now, there has been no news since Ludovic crossed the continent, so one seat is empty.
Of course, until then, Ludovic had been suffering from guilt and had almost abandoned his work, but even so, the difference between existence itself and non-existence was big.
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Bartello asked.
“Most of the Zodiacs said they couldn’t get over the shock. “Who is the most serious?”
Fili’s eyes fell sadly at that question.
* * *
Tavern, a region in the northeast.
Regardless of the season, it is always cold here.
Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!
Hector Dutoit. ‘White Lion’ walked as if the floor was about to break.
The butler hurriedly followed him and said,
“Well, the Lord of the House has commanded that no one should approach today.”
“Speak clearly.”
Hector glared at the butler as if he would kill him at any moment.
“The guys who used to say ‘gaju’ to me when they don’t have inspiration, are they going to change their ‘gaju’ just because the inspiration comes?”
“Well, that’s not it…”
“I am the Lord of Tavon. “How dare someone here give me orders?”
──Crack!
A strange spark flashed next to Hector’s eyes. The butler’s eyes widened at the sight.
‘Did you use magic? No, that can’t be…’
Although Hector was a magic swordsman, most of the time he used magic he needed long chants.
Then what about that sound just now… ?
Thump thump thump!
“Oh! Now, please wait a moment, matriarch!!”
While the butler froze for a moment, Hector moved forward without any time to stop him.
Clap, clap.
Hector arrived in front of a room, grabbed the doorknob, and shook it. It was locked.
Quang!
So Hector opened it with force.
“Wake up. “How long are you going to be drinking?”
“… Hector.”
Center of the room. There was a man who was lying face down on the table with his head slightly raised. The alcohol held in one hand, no, draped over it, was spinning around.
“What? Didn’t you hear the command? Tindy, when I told no one to come in.”
“Go back to the imperial palace. Right now.”
Hector interrupted Lidwi and spoke.
Lidwi glared at Hector with a wide open face.
“You dare to tell the lord,”
“The lord is me. “Did you become senile after going to the imperial palace?”
Ridwi left all authority to Hector and left. Thus became the Zodiac, and Hector became the Lord of Tavern.
“I entrusted Nihanti with this. “How dare you say that?”
“Ridwi, look at you now.”
Hector’s cold voice is filled with sadness like dust.
He also heard the story. Most of the Zodiac were possessed by the gods.
The unexpected situation has thrown Zodiac into confusion, and citizens are divided in their opinions.
If it’s done by God, it must have meaning. No, even if he were God, why would he do such a thing?
Those who affirm possession become fools who cannot think, and those who deny it become heretics who betray the will of God, and they attack each other.
However, unlike the other Zodiacs who were only somewhat shocked, Ridwi’s current appearance was very strange.
“Ridwi von Urfa.”
Hector called Lidwi’s name and sat down in front of him.
“Where did you go when you were possessed?”
“…”
“You’re the only one with no sighting reports. “While other possessed people headed to Agoris, you did not.”
After Reed Wi was freed from possession, he came straight back here. Then, I just drank alcohol for a few days.
He found it strange and Hector investigated, and he found something strange.
“And you said you came back here straight from the capital as soon as your possession was over.”
Hector’s suspicious eyes stared at Reed. If you really look at it that way, it seems like you can break through it.
“Too fast.”
“…”
“From the imperial palace to here without a car, without a horse, much less without using magic. No matter how fast it goes, it takes five days. At first, I thought he had been there for that long, but it turned out that the time when he was released from possession was almost the same. “It doesn’t seem like you were the only one to be released from possession first.”
“…”
“If you calculate it that way, you got here in half a day.”
Magic leaves traces. This is especially true for flying magic because it leaves a remnant of mana.
When he confirmed that no traces had been found, Hector was struck by a very strange feeling.
Why didn’t Lidwi use flight magic?
How did he get from the capital to here in half a day without using flight magic?
There was only one answer.
“Ridwi. “You’re not from the capital, are you?”
“… Hector, stop.”
“Where did you come here from?”
“Stop it.”
“What on earth happened to make you run away here? The reason you didn’t use the flight magic was because you were afraid of being tracked down, right? “The reason I drink alcohol as soon as I arrive is to forget what happened.”
“Hector!!”
Kuung─
The weight in the room soared. The butler who suddenly followed covered his mouth with his hand and staggered back. Only after he had barely left the room and hurried away did Hector open his mouth.
“Ridwi, you told me. “Whether you like it or not, I am your son.”
“…”
“I don’t really agree with that, but since you said that to me first, let me ask you one question. Once I know that, I’ll leave here. “I don’t care how many bottles of alcohol you drink or whether you get addicted to alcohol.”
“… What.”
“What you went through.”
Hector’s eyes twisted.
“Is this something I don’t need to know?”
Even as Hector said that, a feeling of discomfort settled in his throat.
Lidwy von Urfa lives in alcohol. He was terrified. It’s so hard to believe this.
What kind of person is Ridwi? Even if this world were to perish tomorrow, ‘What? This is the man who will say, ‘Then is it okay if I sleep here with my feet stretched out?’
Ridwi is the Zodiac, and a great wizard who protected this empire during the monster war in the distant past.
He is his father.
“…”
“… Good. Okay. Let me know if you feel like you’re going to run out while drinking. “I’m probably looking for a place to live.”
Hector stood up.
Unless Lidyu says so, he has to find out for himself.
That’s how Ridwi became. Just because he doesn’t say anything, it’s not a matter to just ignore it as nothing happened.
The distance a human can travel in half a day without magic or transportation. It’s wide, but not so big that you can’t find it without clenching your teeth. If you release all available troops with your lordship authority.
“… Hector.”
“Why.”
“I didn’t experience anything.”
“I guess you can say that. “Have a drink, I don’t care anymore.”
Behind Hector’s back as he walks like that.
“I didn’t experience it.”
Ridwi said.
In a trembling voice.
Hector stopped walking at the sound of a voice he heard for the first time.
“I saw it.”
“… What?”
When Hector turned around,
“When I woke up, I.”
Ridwi was trembling.
From the tips of his fingers to the corners of his eyes. All the shadows on Lid that Hector saw were trembling.
“I saw a tree.”
“Tree?”
“The roots suck in everything in the world, and the flowers spit everything out into the world. However, they are two different worlds.”
“… “What do you mean?”
“There were humans there. There were piles of rotting flesh, crushed bones, and dried blood. Even if he lifted his head high, he could not see above it. “It felt like a very long time had passed.”
“So I don’t know what you’re talking about. “Please explain so I can understand.”
“Yggdrasil.”
Lidwi looked at Hector. The gaze was directed at Hector. My eyes landed on Hector. That’s why he was looking at Hector.
“It said Yggdrasil on it. Hector, I could see that. “There’s no way I could have known, but I found out.”
“…”
Hector did not understand most of what Lidwi said.
However, even though he does not understand the content, something creeps on the back of his neck and under his ears.
A swarm of ants, a swarm of ten thousand ants, from under my feet to under my eyes,
“Hector, find Frondier.”
“Why why?”
“I didn’t see it all. And now there is no point in seeing it.”
“Why can’t I see it?”
“It was written in ancient language.”
“… !”
“We have to find him and find out what he means.”