The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 545

Episode 545

Chapter 147 Nastrond (5)

How did Fenrir’s thoughts change?

Frondier couldn’t see Fenrir’s expression because he had turned his head back.

If Frondi could have seen Fenrir’s face at that time, he would have definitely inferred Fenrir’s change of heart.

But the current Fenrir is completely indifferent. At least his face is like that.

Moreover, since he is a wolf and not a human, it is even more difficult to read his expression.

‘But what·’

But Frontier doesn’t care much.

It doesn’t matter what Fenrir’s mind is actually like. Frondia decided long ago not to judge everything by reading other people’s faces.

Of course, this decision doesn’t benefit Fenrir that much. It just means that Frondia will think as he pleases.

“Then there’s something I want to ask you first. Is that what you’re tied to, Gleipnir?”

Frondier pointed to the black thread that wrapped around Fenrir’s entire body.

Fenrir opened his eyes wide.

[How do you know about Gleipnir, you idiot?]

“I don’t know the details”

Gleipnir·

This is something that even people who are into mythology in this world would know.

It is not as famous as it is because it is far from being a means of killing monsters, but it is an artifact of clear divine power that nothing can release once bound. At least, there is no one who does not know it among Constell students.

However, there is generally little information about the items of the divine being. Naturally, this is because no one has seen them.

So, most of the divine powers that people know are weapons. The gods have them, and it is said that they used them, and those who received divine powers witnessed the sight. Among them, there are objects like Mjolnir that fell to the human world and were placed in the empire.

However, Gleipnir is not of that kind. It was created solely to bind Fenrir, and while he was bound, he never appears again in the myth. Fenrir being released by Gleipnir is Ragnarok.

‘···That’s right· Ragnarok·’

According to the information Frondia has so far, Ragnarok has already happened once in the past.

If that’s the case, then Fenrir would have already been released from Gleipnir at that time, if that’s what the myth Frondi knows.

Then why are you tied up again?

‘perhaps·’

Frondier had an idea and asked Fenrir:

“Are you tied up right now?”

The only thread that Fenrir cannot untie is Gleipnir.

If that’s true·

“···Is this a replica of Gleipnir?”

[Clone?]

But Fenrir tilted his head as if to ask what was going on.

Instead, Belphegor’s eyes widened.

“···It’s a replica?”

“Yeah, no matter how I look at it, it looks similar to Heukcheon.”

“Black Heaven… You’re talking about the mana of Helheim.”

Frondi nodded to Belphegor’s words. When he waved his hand, black waves flowed out from his necklace.

“Compare it yourself.”

Frondia manipulated the black thread and made it look like a thread that Fenrir was tied to.

“But even though my Black Heaven is quite strong, it’s impossible to bind Fenrir. It’ll break in less than 10 seconds.”

[That kind of thing takes 5 seconds]

Krrrrung, Fenrir, who was speaking with a low cry, pulled his mouth open vaguely.

“Yeah, 5 seconds. Anyway, you can’t just tie it up with black cloth. In my opinion, it’s Gleipnir’s characteristic.”

Frondier moved closer to Fenrir.

In fact, at this moment, Frondier had already entered Fenrir’s attack range, a position where he could chew and devour her with his teeth.

Selena was the only one, other than Frondeer, to realize this.

Yes, surprisingly, even Fenrir didn’t realize it.

‘···Dangerous, but·’

Selena was trying her best not to let her nervousness show.

If you react now, Fenrir might suddenly attack you.

‘Frondier, you approached me naturally as if you had always met Fenrir.’

This is closer to a joke than acting.

The odds of Fenrir attacking Frondi are unprecedented. No matter how you think about it, there is no basis for certainty.

However, Frondier stepped lightly, as if Fenrir would never stick his teeth into it.

“Can I touch it?”

[······]

“Maybe I can let you go.”

Frondier looked at Fenrir and said, “He approached, but did not reach out carelessly.”

Black eyes, peaceful face

Frontier speaks to everyone with the same face.

Without love or hate

Without joy or sorrow

With eyes free from any preconceptions about the other person,

[······]

Fenrir bowed his head silently. It seemed like he nodded, but it also seemed like he just bowed.

Frontier acts as he has accepted.

Swish·

He lightly reached out his hand, and his fingertips touched Gleipnir.

‘···this·’

The moment I touched the frontier, I felt it.

This is not Heukcheon. It is pitch black, but it is fundamentally different.

But there was something in common:

‘It’s not Heukcheon, but this is also Mana·’

Just as Black Heaven is the mana of Helheim, this is also a mana.

However, it is qualitatively different from what Frontier has had so far.

‘···This is incredibly vicious mana. If I put all the mana I had in Helheim into a cauldron and boil it until only a handful remains, will this be what happens?’

The mana of other worlds is not something that humans can accept. Helheim is even more dangerous among them.

But this mana is more than that. It is very concentrated, like jam. It was quite an apt metaphor for Frondia to think of it boiling in a pot.

‘Yes, weaving originally had nothing to do with black cloth. It’s just a coincidence that I use weaving through black cloth.’

Weaving is a skill originally used for record keeping. If you don’t have Menosorpo,

Menosorpo must be used in battle. Even Joan of Arc thought so.

In other words, the combination of black and weave is the original of Frondia.

‘This mana is not black, and it cannot have been made by weaving.’

In other words, Frondier’s guess was wrong.

It’s not a black sky, nor a replica.

But why do I feel like it’s so similar to Heukcheon?

If this black thread is not woven, but is the original of Gleipnir, then does that mean it wasn’t cut during Ragnarok?

“···uh?”

At that moment, Frondi realized something and screamed.

“Why are you like that, Frontier?”

When Selena asked, Frondier brought his hand to his mouth.

“···doesn’t exist·”

“yes?”

“In my workshop, Gleipnir is not registered.”

Frontier can register everything he sees in the workshop. Registration itself does not discriminate between grades.

I have saved and used Gram, Excalibur, Mjolnir, etc. that I have seen once.

But this black thread in front of me right now

Gleipnir is not registered.

“Then there is a way.”

Frondior’s eyes lit up.

Activate the ‘Analysis’ skill.

However,

“···This won’t do either·”

Analysis skills not working

To be exact, it did not react to Gleipnir.

‘Because it’s not a weapon? No, analysis doesn’t detect things like that. And weaving is like that in the first place.’

Then what?

Is this something God did? Was it because he was afraid that Frondi would copy Gleipnir?

‘That’s ridiculous. If that were possible, why don’t you treat all weapons like that?’

And if there was a way to prevent registration in the workshop, the weaving skill would have become worthless at that moment. It would have become a skill that the gods did not need to be so wary of.

‘I’m mistaken. Maybe this is why I feel familiar with Gleipnir…’

Frontier thinks for a moment and then asks Selena.

“Have you heard of Selena and Gleipnir?”

“Yes? Yes, that’s right. It’s just a story told in mythology.”

“Do you know what Gleipnir is? Do you know what material it is made of?”

Selena tilts her head to him.

Her eyes turned diagonally as if she was recalling what she had learned.

“Hmm, I heard that it was made from a woman’s beard, the roots of a mountain and the roots of a rock, the sound of the footsteps of a fox and a cat, the inhalation and exhalation of a fish, the sinews of a bear that could be used as a bowstring, and the saliva of a bird. It was made by gathering things that do not exist in this world. Of course, it is a myth, so I just found it interesting.

Frontier nodded. It was similar to the knowledge he had.

The materials used to make Gleipnir are ridiculous.

‘It’s impossible that it was actually made from a woman’s beard or a fish’s breath, but we need to know why it’s passed down like that.’

The materials mentioned in the legend are close to imagination. They are things that humans added to the myth to worship it. The important thing is that it is said that Gleipnir was created by collecting things that do not exist in this world.

Something that does not exist in this world,

Not registered in Frontier’s workshop,

Similar to Heukcheon

“···No way this is·”

Frondier looked at Gleipnir a little closer.

I looked closely at the highly concentrated mana, the mana of Helheim, which I thought would be like this if I boiled it for a long time. I activated my sixth sense and searched every nook and cranny.

And faintly, I smell the scent of the black sky inside Gleipnir.

“···I get it·”

Frontier said:

“This is not an object.”

“yes?”

“Gleipnir isn’t an object or an artifact, it’s just—”

Frondier held Gleipnir.

“This is just, Mana-ya.”

“···What is Manara?”

“Mana?”

Selena and Belphegor asked at the same time.

[What are you talking about?]

Fenrir said he didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Probably, the mana of all nine worlds was combined and woven into one thread. That’s why it became an incredibly compressed mana.”

The black cloth used by Frondia is versatile enough to be used for both offense and defense.

I don’t know how many manas from other worlds have this trait, but it would be enough to help amplify Black Heaven’s power.

Collect nine of them and make one mana.

Even though it is woven with mana, it is still mana, and therefore is not an object.

Therefore, it is not registered in the workshop,

It is a collection of mana from another world that does not exist in this world.

[I’m bound to mana right now?]

Fenrir’s expression turned fierce. I thought it was a divine item, but is it just because of mana that it can’t move its body?

Kugugu─

Fenrir, who is in a fever, tries to untie the thread, but it still doesn’t move. There’s no way it’ll untie now.

“It’s a given. The Manarani of the Nine Worlds, no one can solve it.”

The only person who can completely subdue Frontier’s Black Heaven is a handful. There is not a single person at the student level, and among the pros, only Eden is there, and above that, it’s all Zodiac.

Even if the number of Black Ten Thousand is reduced to this small number, how can you gather the mana of the nine worlds?

[Then what has changed? Nothing has changed, right?]

Fenrir said in an unpleasant tone. Explaining the reason why it couldn’t be solved in detail would only make Fenrir even angrier. I’m not interested in such things.

“No, it’s different.”

But Frondier said:

This is not a thing, it is mana.

When I figured that out, I already had a chance at being a frontier·

“···Wait a minute, wait a minute, Frontier!”

And Selena realized that too.

“No, it’s too dangerous!”

“What are you talking about?”

Belphegor asks from the side.

“You are trying to accept it into your own body! Frontier-sama!”

“In the body? Ah, like the black sky.”

Belphegor nodded as if he understood.

Frondia, who absorbed the entire fragment of Helheim that was encountered in Yeranhes,

A normal person would suffocate to death from the smell of Helheim’s mana if they inhaled just a few handfuls. He inhaled it with his entire body and filled his necklace with lake scales.

Selena is also one of those who have seen the mana of Helheim up close.

People should not come into contact with that liquid. I know that very well.

But there are nine of those manas gathered together?

But Belphegor said with a rather interesting look and smile.

“Sounds fun. Why not give it a try?”

“Belphegor!”

“Even if you swallowed the Black Heaven with a human body, you were fine. But now that you’re a demon, you can endure it.”

Belphegor said with narrow eyes:

Of course it’s a lie.

To be exact, there was absolutely no confirmation that it could be endured.

The demon’s body is somewhat stronger than a human’s, that’s for sure.

But how much does that ‘somewhat’ help?

“Fenrir·”

Frontier said:

“If released,”

[Saying things like, ‘Follow orders,’]

“Will you do whatever I want?”

Fenrir opened his eyes wide at Frondier’s words.

Soon the wolf’s eyes take on an intense ferocity.

[I see. I understood.]

Fenrir has a strong grudge against the gods, and it is obvious what he will do when he is released.

There was absolutely no reason for Frondia to interfere with that.

“Hey, Frontier.”

Then Belphegor said:

“I know you know, but this would be treason.”

“······”

“The gods will now try to kill you completely, and the Seven Deadly Sins as well. Furthermore, this world is already the stage for the gods. Their power will not weaken anymore. It is already dangerous for you to absorb that mana, but at that moment, you will become a clear target for the gods.”

Frondi laughed at those words.

“I’ve never been afraid of that kind of thing.”

“──K·”

Belphegor took a half step back, as if he was satisfied with that one word.

If he could really swallow that mana, Frondia would be the ultimate disaster for the gods.

He is one who witnessed Ragnarok in the past and also knows its failure.

Ragnarok·

There is one prophecy about that final day:

‘···When Ragnarok comes, ‘everything will be released’ was the prophecy.’

That is why in the past, mankind waited for all beings to be released to help them, believing in that prophecy.

However, contrary to humanity’s predictions, the prophecy did not come true. Furthermore, Olympus joined in, and Ragnarok ended in failure.

‘But that prophecy, if not waiting to be released·’

If it makes you free,

Thump, thump

Belphegor laughs with a passion he has never felt before and watches Frondier’s back.

It is not because Ragnarok is coming that the bonds are released,

If Ragnarok comes by breaking free from the bonds,

This time it is

‘It is the time of prophecy.’

Immediately after Belphegor’s thoughts

Frondier reached out to Gleipnir.