The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 557
Chapter 557
Chapter 149 Niflheim (8)
Hela no longer made eye contact with Frondia.
dump·
Hela sank down as if her strength had been lost. She sank as if a thread had snapped.
“······”
Frondior, who had seen her for a moment, waved his hand and disarmed her.
Even though they came out again, the soldiers Hela had created were still standing still.
Hela lost the will to fight.
“···Tell me· Hela·”
“······”
“Why did you fight me?”
Frondier knelt down on one knee and looked her in the eye.
“What, is the match already decided?”
Belphegor came with Selena.
Belphegor narrowed his eyes at Hela and sighed.
“I see, you didn’t intend to kill me, Frontier.”
“I told you from the beginning”
Frondia wanted Hela to be on her side.
Belphegor dismissed it as absurd, but he stopped the fight without killing Frondier.
“···You said you didn’t intend to kill me?”
Hela, who raises her head to him
There is resentment in her eyes.
Frondi asked:
“Hela, don’t you resent Odin? If Loki’s actions and his fall from the throne of the gods are all because of him, then why are you on his side?”
At Frondia’s words, Hela bit her lower lip.
She said
“When did Frontier and Ragnarok happen?”
“······”
“I lost too much back then. I am the god of death, Frondier. Do you think the god of death can decide life and death? I am just managing. The dead. I have seen too much death.”
Hela closed her eyes.
When I do that, it’s as if the memories from that time come back to me.
“Why should I side with Odin?”
Hela’s sigh trembles.
“Humanity back then was stronger than it is now. It wasn’t a matter of strength. The will was different. Humanity’s power was united as one, and countless giants were born and challenged the gods. But what about now? The empire still doesn’t know the truth, and is only focused on the crisis at hand. They are only busy protecting themselves. You know better than anyone, Frondia.”
She saw the frontier
Those eyes are definitely
It was the most painful thing that Frondia had ever suffered from Hela.
“Frondia, you are strong. Even more so now that you have become a demon. Even more so now that you have absorbed the mana of the nine worlds. Even in the divine realm, you will have no trouble dealing with the gods. You might even be able to defeat the gods.”
Hela tilted her head. As if examining Frondia’s expression. No, as if she knew what Frondia was really feeling.
“And yet, I still can’t reach it”
“······”
“You must have met Hercules. He boasts the strongest strength among the gods. How are you now? If you do well, you may be able to defeat Hercules. However, there are other gods with that kind of strength.”
Hercules is the strongest man Frondia has ever seen. This is because he does not have the penalties of a god, and his strength is actually ranked among the top 10 among the gods.
However, if it is in your finger, it means that there is more gods.
If the gods cooperate like that, even the Frontier can’t do anything.
“Now you know why”
“······”
Frondia didn’t answer. Hela lowered her eyes again, as if her reaction was insignificant.
“This is a war that has already been lost. And humanity is weaker now than it was then. Why should I take the side of a side that I cannot win?”
“···Since we lost, we should know. What went wrong and what went right. If there is anyone who already knows, the result of the war,”
“Frontier”
Hela cut off Frondia’s words.
She looked at her hands. Pale hands. Bloodless hands are always cold.
“I am tired”
“······”
“Why are you trying to save me? Have you forgotten what happened in Yeranhes? I tried to kill you. Do you think I’m any different from back then? No, even if I were to go back now, I’d still try to kill you. More definitely and precisely. Then, unlike now, you wouldn’t show me mercy so easily. You wouldn’t have any unnecessary expectations of me. You wouldn’t even have hopes that I might be on your side. You’d just feel like I’m a huge threat and try to kill me with all your might.”
Even if the existence of Hela is of use,
If the threat is greater than the value, Frondier will certainly not hesitate.
If you can do that,
If that happens,
“···I want to see Loki·”
“······”
Frondia looked at Hela for a moment, then stood up.
“Hell, let me tell you one thing.”
“······”
“Whether you made Naglfar out of human fingernails and toenails, or pulled out his tongue and made a carpet out of it, it was a good thing.”
“what?”
“I’m not saving all humans.”
Frondi had already told this to others.
He is not a savior. He saves people, but that is what happens as a result.
He just·
“I just don’t like playing around.”
“······”
“I knew you weren’t of any help to me.”
Frondia said so and walked towards Yggdrasil, which Hela was guarding in front.
Hela said to his back:
“Are you going to leave me like this?”
“Then what should I do? Should I grant each and every one of your wishes?”
Frondier’s words are as cold as frost. No, they are so cold that they feel hot.
“It’s up to you whether you die or not.”
After saying that, Frondier walked again.
Then, as if remembering something,
“Selena, let’s go. Are you hurt?”
He spoke to Selena in a very different voice.
Belphegor, who had been quietly watching from behind, threw a scolding.
“Don’t you have anything to say to me? You protected the princess.”
“Would you like to kill me yourself?”
“You’re sensitive…”
Frondi clicks his tongue at Belphegor who shrugs his shoulders. He walks briskly towards Yggdrasil with Selena.
Belphegor, who had been watching it quietly, smiled and looked at Hela.
“You survived after all, Hela.”
“You cheeky devil, don’t talk like you already knew.”
“I could have known”
Belphegor took a step closer to Hela.
“I was hoping for it, but…”
“···what?”
Hela, who did not understand Belphegor’s words for a moment.
Belphegor came closer to her ear.
“Listen carefully…”
“Come near me,”
“fizzle·”
Belphegor lowered his voice, glanced at Frondi as he walked away, then spoke to Hela again.
“──Loki’s message. ”
* * *
If it becomes clear that God is attacking humans,
From a human standpoint, there is something that must take priority above all else.
“How’s it going, Malia? How’s the harvest?”
“Sorry, not yet…”
“No, it’s not Malia’s fault anyway.”
Philly shakes his head at Malia’s apology.
Malia is now sitting quietly in the palace.
It may seem like he’s doing nothing, but he’s actually busier than anyone else.
“The empire is vast. It won’t be easy to find it.”
“But for descent, not only people are needed, but also a place is needed. I didn’t think that even a single clue would be found…”
Malia frowned.
They are now looking for a place where God will descend.
When a god attacks a human being, it means that he descends, which means that human worship is taking place somewhere.
Ironically, even in this situation, some people pray for the advent of God.
That’s why Malia is looking for that place now.
Using the maximum amount of sensory sharing she can do,
Of course, she’s not the only one looking for it. Malia shifted her eyes slightly and said.
“How about you, Mr. Spy?”
[···This is Gregory·]
At the same time, the house of Frondia in Atlas
Gregory answered with a subtle expression.
He too is looking for a place of worship like Malia through the crows.
“Now, please remember. Are you going to keep calling me a spy?”
[What’s up with that? Between us·]
What kind of answer is this?
While Gregory was dazed for a moment, Malia said:
[And since His Majesty asked me to convey something, I will convey it as it is.]
“···Your Majesty the Phillie?”
[Yes, he says, ‘If you think you can just do it half-heartedly because I’m not looking, then all your promises will be for naught.’]
“···Yes· I will keep that in mind·”
The work is almost the same as Malia’s, but the handling is very different.
Gregory was just released from prison.
From Phil’s perspective, who has no idea who Gregory is, he is just a suspicious person with a criminal record. He believes him because Malia is there, but he only believes him halfway. It is actually quite amazing that he believes him halfway because of Phil’s personality.
Gregory narrowed his eyes as he answered.
‘It’s strange that I can’t see it like this.’
A slightly anxious face. Malia is not much different from this.
‘Isn’t there one on this continent? If there isn’t a single place of worship on the continent of Agoris, then there’s no way for me to find it.’
Gregory bit his lip.
If it is the continent of Palind, his eyes cannot reach it. His animal control cannot go beyond the continent.
In that sense, Malia’s power is so powerful that it can reach across continents. As expected, her ability to specialize in one thing is scary.
‘···No, even if the main location is Palind, there must be something similar somewhere in Agoris.’
God’s attack on humans is both a punishment for the human frontier and a means to stop him.
To inflict great damage on humans, it is wise to attack Agoris and Palind at the same time. Frondia is incomparably strong, but there is only one. It is impossible to cover two continents.
That is why we are searching like this, but no place has been found yet.
“Then is the only place of worship on the continent of Palind?”
Lily said, Arald nodded.
“I see. It seems that Mr. Gregory’s ability cannot find it.”
“···It’s a bit burdensome to be so decisive·”
Gregory answered, but he actually thought so himself.
The place of worship cannot be covered with magic like a gate. It is too big to do that, and it is a place where people must pray regularly. Even if you cannot find the place, you can find it by looking at the movement of a certain number of people.
Gregory had never searched the whole country with such a wide eye for birds and mice as he did at this time.
But it is not visible in this Agoris.
“···If there is a possibility, it is the Palma Royal Palace.·”
“The palace?”
“Yes, because you can’t bring in birds or rats there.”
“Why don’t you just sneak in?”
“I tried that, but everyone died. There was a barrier that didn’t allow anyone other than humans.”
Gregory’s eyes do not reach where birds and rats cannot go.
Of course, it is not because the barrier was wary of Gregory’s abilities. It could simply be that he was caught in a barrier made for defense, or perhaps it was simply for hygiene reasons.
Therefore, the idea that there would be a place of worship somewhere in the palace is nothing more than a method of elimination.
Lili saw Arald
“What about the situation at sea? Aster has to go to Palind, right? Doesn’t he have to cross the sea?”
Arald shook his head at him.
“It seems that it is not easy to avoid the eyes of Poseidon. Well, when crossing the sea, you have to give up the hope of avoiding the sea god.”
“Is persuading Poseidon the only way?”
“It’s not realistic to try to convince a god while you’re at war with him. It would involve a lot of lies, bluffing, and timing. And you’d have to have the guts to do it all shamelessly.”
“···Yeah, it’s not possible right now·”
“Yes, right now”
Lili nods as if she understands.
Ajax, who was watching this quietly, asked Pierlot who was next to him:
“Why does Professor Aster want to cross the continent?”
“There is one important weapon there, a spear called Mistiltein.”
“window?!”
Ajax’s eyes sparkled at the word ‘window’.
Since when did you like windows so much? Pierlot swallowed his urge to scold.
“Anyway, if Senior Aster, or rather Teacher, has that window, our power will be strengthened.”
“If it’s such a good spear, isn’t it good for anyone to have it? There must be a lot of people on that continent who are good at using spears.”
Mistiltein is a powerful weapon.
In this world where legend is effective, Mistiltein would certainly be fatal against the gods according to the records.
It’s not necessary for Aster to have it. That’s what Ajax said.
but,
“But Mr. Aster has to have it.”
“why?”
“···just·”
“huh?”
Pierlot took a deep breath through his nose, and exhaled, sinking his shoulders.
“Because Mr. Frontier wants that.”