The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 142

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 142 Chapter

43 Volunteer Work (3)

The next day.

I continued my job as a lifeguard. If you quit midway through it, it will be even more suspicious.

Personally, I felt more comfortable than pretending to have fun at the beach. Even if I were allowed to play anyway, in my current state, I would probably just sleep in bed all day.

I don’t know if Elodie or Aten will quietly watch over that.

‘Maybe I’m starting to resemble Frontier without even realizing it?’

It was a horrifying thought.

Anyway, surprisingly, there wasn’t much to do as a lifeguard. This was especially true when the Constel students were playing around like now.

Constel students have already received training for emergency situations, so they handle it on their own without me having to do anything.

Therefore, most of the things that bothered me were things that had nothing to do with the main job of a lifeguard.

When you walk around the coast, a woman will always come up to you and ask,

“When does your work end?”

or ask

“You have a phone, right? “Please write down your number.”

He held out his Sage phone and said.

“Oh my, you’re that guy from Wizard View! “I thought you looked familiar somehow.”

He said he was trying to increase intimacy by looking at my photo scattered on the Indus.

Of course, I politely send them all back, but it takes a lot of effort to do so, so it’s tiring.

Outside of Constell, Frontier is quite popular. I felt it when I stopped by Elodie’s mansion, but I can feel it clearly this time.

Well, it’s hard to decide whether to be happy or not because it’s not really my face and body.

“Are you working hard?”

Then someone came up to me. It was Cybel.

Cybel must have been relieved to see me in Kropol, so he went back to his lodgings and immediately changed his clothes. It was a slightly bold bikini, but it suited me well.

“I don’t have anything to work hard at.”

“Ah, you’re acting annoying again!”

“….”

Saibel said as if all I had been bothering with so far was acting.

Of course, it was a bit like that, but this time it was really annoying.

“Anyway, it’s nice to see a normal face.”

“A normal face?”

“I decided in my mind ever since you started acting alone at the Tavern. “No matter what happens, I will keep an eye on you to make sure you don’t do anything strange.”

Saibel said that, but unfortunately he had already made an unexpected move and came here.

I asked, swallowing a bit of regret.

“What should I do with surveillance?”

“I need to stop it without going too hard again. “Don’t get hurt.”

Cybel looked at me and laughed. That smile seemed honest. At least in my eyes.

“….”

However, I myself was wondering how to deal with Saibel.

Even if Cybel’s smile towards me is genuine and sincere. Even if the kindness and kindness shown to me by Cybel, who is skilled at roasting and boiling men, is genuine.

…Sibel is a villain.

In the game, Cybel never escaped being a villain.

She was a huge difficulty and obstacle that only made the game more difficult, a swamp that held the players back.

Of course, the current Cybel is the most different from the girl I knew so far. The fact that my character itself greatly changed the flow of the game may have played a role in the first place.

When the truly important and difficult moment comes, Cybel lets go of everything and runs away.

Just the tears of betrayal felt by players who had placed their hopes on Cybel would form a city.

However, now I have the opposite question.

Even if Cybel does not run away when times of adversity and hardship come.

Could I have Cybel’s back at that moment?

Even if Cybel, who betrayed the player at every moment of the game, doesn’t betray him this time, can I trust him just once?

“don’t worry.”

I smiled faintly.

Cybel’s smile as she looked at me was truly beautiful, just like her.

The more Cybel’s beauty shines, the more I think of the rose’s thorns.

* * *

Obsidian.

It is said to be the best prison on the continent, a facility that brings both fear and relief to its citizens.

There was an untimely commotion inside.

Prison guards were anxious in front of a cell.

The person in this solitary confinement must remain in solitary confinement until the sentence is completed. It was a life sentence, meaning he would rot in it until he died.

This was an extremely rare act even within Obsidian, which was teeming with violent criminals. This meant that the person in it was problematic.

Perhaps he was truly a problematic person, but he committed crimes even while locked in solitary confinement.

“…Of course.”

One of the guards looked again at the display he was holding.

“Measurement with the magic tool has also been completed. “His vital activity has stopped.”

At those words, another prison guard opened the narrow window of the cell and looked inside.

The man in the cell was sitting. It was a cocky attitude that I was used to seeing all the time. He just keeps his head down and looks like he might get up at any time and start a fight with him.

“…That thing is dead?”

It was difficult for the prison guard to believe it.

Many people die in solitary confinement. If you are trapped inside, you will have to spend most of your life in the dark with only a ray of light coming in.

It’s completely soundproof, so you can’t hear any outside noise. A space without light or sound except for a brief moment while feeding. It’s enough to drive a person crazy.

Moreover, the man inside has rented out a single cell until he dies, which is quite enough for him to die.

“…You mean Renzo died like that?”

Yes. The man inside is not another idiot.

Renzo, the ‘Gourmet of Chaos’. In the world, he is the strongest villain, comparable to the continent’s ‘Zodiac’.

He committed suicide in solitary confinement. It was something that was difficult to believe.

“…Then we have to open the door.”

“….”

“….”

If Renzo is really dead, what’s inside is simply a corpse. The cells must be emptied and the bodies disposed of.

However, none of the guards came forward.

“What are you scared of? “The guy inside is dead?”

“To be scared. “He’s the type of guy who usually talks like that, so that’s why he said that.”

“Even if he’s alive, he’s wearing a restraint, so there’s no problem?”

“What is it like to be alive? Dead? haha.”

“Oh, that’s right. Ha ha ha ha ha.”

There was a brief moment of dry laughter.

Renzo is dead. The display of the magic tool that checks biological reactions clearly said so.

But the magic tool is wrong and if it is alive.

Even if he is wearing a restraint, Renzo is strong even without an Auror.

Moreover, in order to dispose of the body, you will eventually have to release the restraints, but if they attack you then.

Someone has to open the door, but no one is willing to do so.

It’s literally like putting a bell around a cat’s neck.

“What are they doing?”

A voice broke their hesitation.

A woman with purple hair down to her waist walked up. The low-heeled shoes made a clicking sound.

“Director So.”

“I heard you lost Renzo?”

The woman opened the crack in the cell and checked inside.

Hmm, the woman snorted once and opened the door.

Squeak-

“Director Esther. “It’s dangerous.”

“Are you two idiots? Are you scared of the one who fell behind now? “And you’re still a prison guard at Obsidian?”

The guards couldn’t say anything and kept their mouths shut.

Esther was the youngest female prison guard at Obsidian. Actually, being a woman is not that unique. Among the guards here now, there are many female guards.

What makes her unique is that she is younger than the prison guards rather than the fact that she is a woman.

This was largely due to her skills and personality, but more than anything, it was because her abilities were best suited to the prison called Obsidian.

Esther entered the cell and approached Renzo, who was sitting on the floor. I put my hand around his neck.

Her eyes narrowed.

“He’s dead.”

Esther took out a small flashlight from her inside coat pocket. It was small enough to be held in the palm of your hand.

I flipped open Renzo’s left eyelid with my thumb and turned on the flashlight to shine on it.

“He’s dead.”

And then I checked all the pulses on my neck, chest and wrist.

“dead. Surely.”

Esther brushed herself off and stood up. He glanced at the guards behind him.

“After checking this far, does anyone still believe he’s alive?”

“….”

The guards fell silent.

“Clean it up. “The cells are cleaned and the bodies are disposed of.”

“yes!”

Esther came out of her cell and the guards went in as if they were changing. Esther looked at that for a moment, sighed, and walked away.

‘Renzo committed suicide.’

It was true that she also could not easily believe that Renzo had died.

She had just done various tests to show the guards that Renzo was dead, but she was also curious about something herself.

However, I checked it with my own hands. Renzo is dead.

‘I thought I wouldn’t be able to use a single cell for the next few decades.’

Renzo thought he would never die.

Even in the solitary cell where everyone else was losing their minds, I thought Renzo would be calm and smiling with that evil smile.

‘So this guy was human in the end?’

How could it be that the end of a man who terrified the continent was so meaningless?

Esther returned to her office and searched through the materials. I opened the file containing all of Renzo’s records.

‘Hedonist… If something feels ‘fun’ to you, you do it. Therefore, Renzo has no complete enemies or allies. ‘You never know when an accident might occur, so it’s easier to think of it as an enemy.’

Most of the information came from Constell and the imperial palace.

Renzo broke into Constell’s practical exam and was arrested by professional Eden Hamelot.

‘This part is described vaguely.’

It is clearly written correctly that Eden detained Renzo.

However, Renzo, who was detained at Obsidian, was missing one arm.

So, was it Eden who lost his right arm? Naturally, this question arises and I think it is natural, but there is not that single line.

If you can knock off the right arm of someone as big as Renzo, that’s already a huge feat. There would be no reason to deny it and there would be no need to hide the records.

In reality, Eden Hamelot is avoiding investigation for some reason.

‘…Constel.’

A large amount of information about Renzo came out when he broke into Constel. Information about him being a hedonist and his way of living came from there.

‘…Renzo committed suicide. Unable to overcome the pain of being locked in solitary confinement. It seems natural to think that way.’

Unless that’s true.

If there is something Renzo is aiming for behind his death.

It wouldn’t hurt to check it properly.

“Let’s go to Constel first.”

Even if we assume that it was Eden who defeated Renzo.

It would be someone else who realized that the keynote of his life was ‘fun’. If Eden knew that information, he would have revealed it to the public a long time ago.

So there must have been someone else who knew what kind of person Renzo was.

Esther stood in front of the mirror. It was a full-length mirror that showed her entire appearance from head to toe.

Her eyes flashed for a moment, and the woman in the mirror reflecting Esther’s image walked out of the mirror without following Esther’s movements.

A person who looked exactly like Esther, with left and right sides reversed, spoke.

“Raise your right hand.”

Esther raised her right hand at Mirror Esther’s words.

Mirror Esther nodded.

“Right. Is that the right side of this world? Are you the main body?”

“I guess so. maybe.”

Esther said that and turned her back.

Her alter ego in the mirror always asks similar questions.

However, Esther herself never perceived left and right as opposites. I never trained to adapt to it. That is why she is the main body.

In other words, that was the only reason Esther believed herself to be the real person.

“I’ll be back for a bit.”

Esther went out of the office.

You can leave the small tasks to your alter ego. It’s not that she doesn’t, but she will show exactly the same level of performance.