The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 116

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 116 Chapter

35 When the genuine

Frondier smashed the wall, all the surrounding students heard the sound and gathered around.

Everyone followed Frondier’s gaze and looked at Quinier. Queenie’s entire face turned red, even her ears.

“It will only take a moment.”

“Are you really crazy?!”

Queenie felt a cold wind blowing from the hole in the wall. The feel of the wind told me that what I was seeing was real.

Meanwhile, more students were flocking to watch the confrontation between Quinier and Frontier. ‘What? what’s the matter?’ Whispers came from all over.

Queenie really wanted to die. Oh, so Frontier broke through the wall? Jump over there?

“…Frondier student.”

At that time, there was someone calling Frontier in a cold voice.

It was teacher Jane.

When Frontier turned around, Jane looked at him as if she could pierce him with her eye light.

“Would you like to talk to me before you talk to Queenie?”

“…Oh, I’m very busy with work.”

Frondier was avoiding Jane’s gaze, but Jane grabbed his shoulder and didn’t let him go.

“It just takes a moment for me too.”

Jane laughed. Frontier also laughed.

In the end, Frontier followed Jane’s footsteps. Queenie barely sighed as she watched Frondier rapidly moving away.

To Quinie, Frondier tilted his head back and said again,

“See you after school then. “I’ll go to my senior’s classroom.”

“Okay, get out of here!!”

It was Frontier who caused a commotion in the hallway until the end.

* * *

Damn it, it was delayed longer than expected because of Jane. No, is it because of me?

I heard a lot of nagging from Jane. Still, it was barely taken into account in that the intention was good. As for the broken wall, the family will take care of supporting the repair costs.

After school, I went to Queenie’s classroom and luckily, she was waiting for me.

His expression immediately took a turn for the worse when he saw that I had arrived, but that doesn’t matter in the current situation.

“You were waiting. Fortunately, the.”

“Just tell me your business quickly. “Because I’m busy.”

“Not here. “We move from place to place.”

Queenie glanced at me at my words. It was a suspicious look.

“Is it really that important? Enough to destroy my gentle school life?”

“I came here to protect my senior’s school life.”

I didn’t say anything wrong.

If what Gregory said is true, the Indus student currently hiding in Constell will be targeting Quinier.

“…Ugh, I got it.”

Queenie stood up as if resigned.

“Where do you want to go?”

“Well, let’s go to the training room.”

“Training room? That far? “There’s just an empty classroom nearby.”

“I recently learned that even ‘Whispering the Wind’ is not perfect for security.”

Soundproof magic wind whispers.

Rather than simply reducing the sound, it completely blocks it, but it doesn’t block it as completely as you might think. Just look at Malia’s ‘sensory sharing’ ability.

In contrast, the training room itself is fully equipped with all considerations for training concentration, so security has already been completely taken care of.

“Hmm, okay, let me see if it’s really that serious.”

Although Queenie was annoyed, she obediently complied.

…of course.

I didn’t need to mention that I would be training in the training room after sending Quinier out, so I didn’t need to mention that it would save on movement.

….

Inside the personal training room, Queenie and I sat facing each other at an appropriate distance.

I explained the situation to Quinier.

Among the many rumors, only Queenie’s rumor had a different smell.

Gregory linked all rumors to Frontier so that as many students as possible could focus on Frontier.

But Quinier’s rumors are foreign. Malicious rumors directed only at Queenie.

…and because it is a ‘fact’, the quality is not good.

“That means it’s someone else?”

“yes. “While the rumors were boiling over, someone saw an opportunity.”

Hmm.

Quinier slightly lowered her eyes and put the tip of her fan to her mouth. Those eyes slowly looked from left to right. As if something was written in front of my eyes.

I asked, looking at Quinier.

“Does anyone have any guesses? “He’s an enemy of Queenie-senpai or something.”

“…If I just gathered all my enemies, I could fill Constel’s playground.”

What kind of life have you been living?

Ah, now that I think about it, I’m no different.

“But wouldn’t there be a small number of students? “The culprit is most likely a student of Constell.”

“I’m a student…”

This time Queenie’s head tilted.

“You said you were a student, so I don’t know. “I’ve always dealt with people from other families.”

It certainly seems unlikely that Quinier would have made enemies with other students. There probably won’t be time for that.

So, is the enemy, after all, ‘Indus’? Are you targeting the Quinier family? The purpose is money?

“…By the way, Frontier.”

“yes.”

“Actually, I’m a bit suspicious of you too.”

Queenie glanced at me with her eyes. As expected of Queenie, those eyes had suddenly become a scale to judge me.

“You did that to me before. ‘You don’t like seeing people die.’”

“…That”

“Everyone hates that. If you’re going to say that, are you really angry? You used that as material to convince me. “You knew it from the beginning.”

After all, it doesn’t go away that easily, does it?

Of course, I am aware of Quinier’s ‘necrophobia’. Since when did it become like that and why did it become like that?

However, as always, ‘because I tried it as a game’ cannot be used as a reason.

However, if you lie to Queenie carelessly, it is easy for her, as an informant and merchant, to be found out someday.

so that.

“It’s a secret.”

This is all I can say as long as I don’t lie.

“…what?”

Queenie frowned.

“I can’t tell you.”

Tuk –

Quinier placed her fan on my chest.

It may not have seemed like a big move, but this fan had a built-in blade capable of high-speed injection.

“I just said I was suspicious of you? “Are you saying this with preparation?”

Quinier has used various methods to get many people to surrender or confess.

It even includes these death threats. This method is similar to Empress Fili.

However, I am really worried about dying in front of Fili, but not in front of Queenie.

While Philly is gray, Queenie is white covered in black cellophane. The kind nature that makes you cry is just wrapped up in a shell of evil.

So, from a perspective like me, who knows that Quinier is an incredibly good person.

“Even so, I can’t tell you.”

Such threats are bound to be halved in effect.

“…good. “Then answer just three questions.”

And Queenie held up three fingers.

“one. “When did you realize my ‘weakness’?”

“It’s been a long time.”

It’s been a long time since I entered this world.

“two. “Did you hear about that weakness through an ‘informed source’ or something?”

“no.”

I saw it myself.

“three. Have you ever shared your weaknesses with others? Or is there someone who found out about my weakness with me?”

“doesn’t exist.”

Even if there are people who know, it’s from a previous world.

“….”

Queenie quietly looked into my eyes. I was unmoved because I was just telling the truth.

“Ok, fine.”

And Quinier collected the debt.

It seemed like the immediate test had passed.

“If it’s not you then yes. “There is a guy who is just as predictable.”

“Is that true? “Who is it?”

I leaned into information other than my thoughts.

If I can find the culprit quickly, I wish nothing more. It would be better if we could catch the tail of the Indus.

“Ah, but before that.”

“before?”

Quinier held out her fan again. This time it was right under my nose.

“I need to get back what I owe.”

“…Do you owe me something?”

When I asked, Quinier’s eyes lit up. The look in his eyes seemed to say, ‘Did you just forget?’

“Surely you forgot?”

It was an accurate look.

“Oh what was it?”

“When the manipulated students flocked to the auditorium! Don’t you remember when I used a mask to lure you back?!”

ah.

I really owed you that.

Many people helped to stop the students, but Quinier’s contribution was too clear and powerful.

Above all,

“You know my weaknesses!” “You can’t do this!”

Yes. so that.

I bowed my head and said.

“sorry. It has been a great blessing. Of course I have to repay you.”

“…joy. okay. If you know, get up right away. let’s go.”

“…Where do you mean?”

“Where are you?” It’s our house. “I have work to do.”

Saying that, Queenie brushed herself off and stood up.

I looked up at her and asked.

“Of course I have to repay you. I’ll do anything, but can’t I do it later?”

For me, it is more important to find the culprit who mixed up the rumors.

No, isn’t that true from Queenie’s perspective?

“no. Because the goods arrived today. “It’s a task I assumed to entrust to you in the first place.”

What is this?

So, doesn’t that mean they were planning to use me from the beginning?

“And if I’m right, we can catch the culprit later.”

“yes?”

“anyway. “You didn’t forget what happened at the museum, right?”

“…ah.”

Are you talking about that fake painting?

No way, then, that the goods were brought in this time.

“Let’s use that ability.”

Queenie grinned at me.

It was the first time I’d seen a ‘little devil’ face in a while.

* * *

Upon arriving at Quinier’s mansion, there was an unexpected welcome.

“Welcome to the Viet family.”

“Ah yes. “I apologize for your hospitality.”

I bowed my head to the man who looked like a butler.

The man grinned.

“From what I heard, you have excellent appraising skills at such a young age.”

“…Ah”

I tried to say something, but Queenie, who was next to me, opened her mouth confidently.

“okay. “He is an appraiser who can determine the ‘authenticity’ of any item at a glance.”

…Right. Quinier introduced me as an appraiser.

Somehow I understand this hospitality.

“Then come in. “The matriarch has ordered many items.”

“Duchamp seems to have bones for some reason?”

“That can’t be right.”

I think the butler’s name is Duchamp.

Quinier and Duchamp guided me around while exchanging light conversation with each other.

When we arrived, there was indeed a huge amount of all kinds of decorations piled up.

“The appraiser can sit over there. Our staff will take care of placing the items on the shelf in front. Then, you can proceed with the appraisal.”

The butler guided me to a chair in the back. It was a somewhat old-fashioned chair, and in front of it, as the butler said, there was a clean shelf installed.

If the item goes up there, it will be at eye level with the person sitting on the chair. It was careful consideration.

“The journey must have been difficult. Would you like to rest a little? Refreshments, tea and coffee are always ready.”

“No, let’s start right away.”

I wanted to finish quickly, so I sat down in the chair provided.

The butler nodded and called the servant.

“Then this is the first item.”

The worker carefully took an object in his hand and placed it on the shelf. It was a necklace. The jewels embedded in it gave an idea of its considerable price.

“The ruby in the center was flawlessly processed by master craftsman Brian.”

“It is genuine.”

I interrupted the butler’s explanation and spoke.

As I said before, I want to finish it quickly.

“…is it real? “You’re just starting to see it, right?”

“yes. That’s right.”

Deacon Duchon looked at me for a moment at my words. His expression became somewhat stern, and he approached Queenie and quietly whispered something.

Quinier, who heard that story, frowned. Quinier retorted, but when Duchon whispered with a more serious look in his eyes, Quinier tilted his head tiredly.

‘…Oh, I should at least act.’

It seemed like I didn’t want to finish it quickly.