The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 17

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 17 Chapter

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A package arrived in my room. Inside is a letter enclosed.

[Just try not to say it.]

You’re scary, Mr. Queenie.

Soon, third graders will have professional experience. At that time, the monster from outside that I predicted will come.

I told you in detail when I would come and how to deal with the monster’s weaknesses, so there won’t be any major damage.

…What I’m saying is that it’s probably going to be like an attack from an outside monster.

I checked the contents of the package.

First of all, there is one ring. It is studded with jewels that shine in blue.

[Viet Trading Company’s Magic Ring]

Grade: Rare

Description: A high-quality ring handled by Viet Trading Company.

Characteristic: Slightly increases the wearer’s total mana.

If it is as I expected, this gemstone is ‘Sapphire’.

The creator decides what effects Etius’ accessories will have, but in general, the material of the metal has a great influence on the abilities.

The most important thing is ‘color’.

The more red a gem is, the more strength or stamina it needs for the combat type, and the more blue it is, the more it increases mana or intelligence. Green is the body vision, reflexes and speed series, and other colors are at the discretion of the producer.

Sapphire is a blue gem, that is, it is a fairly expensive gem among mana accessories. It will be a very significant help in increasing my mana.

I immediately put it on my index finger. Before I put it on, the ring seemed a lot bigger than my finger, but once I put it on, it fit my finger perfectly. It’s like an optical illusion.

And one more thing. I am most looking forward to this.

An artifact to store the black cloth.

I used a very vague expression to tell Quinier that it should be easy to take out and put in water.

I’m looking forward to seeing her senses.

“Is this it?”

I opened the box, caught something in my hand, and lifted it up.

“…what’s this?”

A long rope made of metal. A small jewel wrapped in luxurious decoration.

What I was seeing before my eyes was a necklace.

It’s definitely beautiful and luxurious. The black jewel probably reflects the demand that the inside should not be visible.

I like both the design and its reflection.

…But this.

“How do I add black cloth here?”

* * *

Tavern, a border region of the Terst Empire.

This place is located on the other side of Jeranhes, the territory guarded by Ampere, the head of the Roach family.

Tavern is the territory of the Urfa family.

The head of this Urfa family is Ridwi Urfa.

“So what about the dead and injured?”

“There are eleven dead and about thirty injured. “For an incident caused by an outside monster, this is a very small number.”

“Hmm, that’s a good thing.”

Ridwi was sitting in the carriage and listening to the situation.

In the Tavern area, a ‘professional experience’ was scheduled for Constel’s third graders.

This is a task that has always been present at Constel, where we watch the pros perform their duties from the sidelines and ask them to do simple exercises whenever possible.

However, it seemed that a monster from ‘outside’ had invaded the area they were assigned to.

“What is the monster’s identity?”

“It’s a black werewolf. “I guess he got separated from the group.”

“…only eleven people died to stop it?”

Ridwi was surprised.

It’s never fun to see people die, but it’s definitely a relief to know that the number is lower than expected.

Werewolves are originally wolves and live in packs. When forming a group, they actively hunt for food, but if one individual is separated, the individual becomes very dark.

When he is with his colleagues, he acts like a fearless warrior, but when he becomes an individual, he suddenly becomes an assassin.

Black werewolves are especially difficult to deal with when left alone due to their extreme shady nature.

And even more so if it’s ‘outside’.

“There was someone who predicted it in advance and prevented it. In addition, they said that they identified the weaknesses of the black werewolves ‘outside’ and responded to them efficiently and quickly.”

“Oh who?”

“Let’s meet in person. Im here.”

The carriage stopped and Ridwi got out.

The scene is still busy, with the injured being moved and the identity of the dead being determined.

Following the guidance of my subordinate, I arrived at a place where there was a familiar face.

“No, you are the head of the Viet family.”

Lidwy looked at Quinier de Viette with curious eyes.

Come to think of it, I was Constell’s student.

Since we often met each other as the head of the family, it was at times like this that I was reminded of Queenie’s young age.

“…You came. Ridwi Urfa.”

Queenie’s complexion as she greeted Ridwi did not look very good.

The figure covering his mouth with a fan is clearly suppressing disgust.

“What is that facial expression? “I heard that thanks to you, the damage wasn’t too great.”

“…That’s right. “Thanks to me, eleven people died.”

Quinier’s self-deprecating words.

The corner of one of Reidwi’s eyes twitched.

“Isn’t Queenie better yet?”

“…You’re talking as if it will get better with time.”

“You did well. Many more people may have died. You stopped that. Be proud.”

“…yes.”

Queenie didn’t feel much better, but she thought Lidwi’s words were right.

She did her best. Even if I went back to the past, it would have been difficult to deal with it better than I do now.

‘…Is that how 11 people died?’

Quinier remembered what Frontier had said.

All the information he gave was correct. The identity of the monster outside and its weaknesses and habits.

Quinier wanted to minimize damage by informing the pros of this information in advance.

If possible, I wanted to cancel this professional temporary experience altogether.

However, information with little evidence is not persuasive.

The pros heard Quinier’s words and decided there was a possibility, but they could not cancel all of their schedules.

We responded to that extent, but there were that many casualties.

-You don’t like seeing people die.

Frontier’s voice lingers in my ears.

This was the information that Queenie wanted to be discovered the most, more than any other information given by Frontier. Frontier had that from the beginning.

Judging by the timing and tone of what was said, it is clear that nothing was said.

Frondier was clearly aware of Quinier’s weakness, which was close to ‘fear’.

‘Let’s just think of it as fortunate.’

Frondier did not ask Quinier for anything with that information. There was no threat or anything.

All there was was a fair deal.

Frondier gave Quinier information about the monsters outside, and Queenier rewarded him accordingly.

That would mean that Frondier also wanted to have a good relationship with Quinier.

‘Frondier. It’s hard to put a price on it.’

Quinier’s habit of judging everything in terms of money. That habit applies equally to humans.

This is because we believe that assigning the right value is the most fair way to treat people.

To her, Frontier is someone who is very concerned.

The fake Mystiltein incident.

A series of actions that took place in the dungeon.

And the information given to her.

Nothing is clear and covered in fog.

“It must be hard to watch, so why not go somewhere to rest?”

Ridwi looked at Queenie’s expression and thought she looked having a hard time because of the corpses.

He is one of the few humans who knows Queenie’s weaknesses.

Therefore, this kind of consideration cannot be done by anyone other than Leadwi at the moment.

Queenie shook her head.

“no. “I am the head of Viet.”

Yes. She is the matriarch of Viet.

Queenie, the ‘little devil’ who started a family at the age of a student.

Her instincts as a matriarch ring alarm bells.

It was a wake-up call to her sense of ‘frontier’.

* * *

A few days later, inside a luxury sedan.

“Are you listening Elodie? Elodie?”

“…Ah yes. “I’m sorry, Dad.”

“Just in case, when you arrive at Roach Mansion, call me ‘father’.”

“If you care about that, you could just call your brother.”

“If you call your brother, you will only end up fighting with Frontier again. “You know.”

Elodie sighed deeply at Ortel’s words. She was looking out the window the whole way.

Elodie and Ortel are now heading to Roach Mansion.

The two families, who were originally close friends and had high reputations, often met and interacted in this way.

Since the two families have many enemies, such external activities are important. If you show the close relationship between two strong and prestigious families, other families will not be able to think of making a fuss.

“You look uncharacteristically dazed. Do you have anything to think about?”

“…A little bit.”

As he said, Elodie was lost in thought until a moment ago.

The behavior of Frontier, which I have seen and heard recently, is strange.

The drowsy and sleepy look is still the same.

From the Mystiltein incident to exploring the dungeon a few days ago.

Aster also seems to have a high opinion of Frontier.

-I will take away your worries.

Frondier said so to Aster. And it actually happened.

In other words, Frondier already knew that Mystiltein was a fake before he actually saw it.

‘how?’

There is only one answer.

‘Frondier knows Mystiltein’s true form.’

That statement, which I thought was bluff, now I have no choice but to believe is the truth. But if that is true, another problem arises.

What should humans do to get to know Mystiltein? To know the appearance of Mystilte, which no human has ever seen.

‘…Frondier has divine powers?’

Someone among the gods showed Mystiltein directly to Frondier. Then, of course, you know Mystiltein’s form.

As far as Elodie knows, there is no other possibility.

…Thoughts run endlessly.

Assuming this is true, Frontier has divine powers.

What actions has Frontier shown so far?

In most cases, spiritual power is determined at birth.

God has already chosen someone to love.

In other words, it is highly likely that Frontier also had divine powers from the beginning.

Until now, I believed that the reason Frontier had shown such lazy behavior was because he had neither spiritual power nor talent.

But what if Frontier actually had divine powers?

All that speculation falls apart.

‘Frondier’s laziness had a hidden intention…?’

A frontier with divine powers.

As long as he has divine power, it is not a big problem even if Frontier has no talent for fighting. Now it’s not clear whether Frontier really has no talent.

It’s just a guess.

Frontier may be intentionally disguising himself to appear lazy.

But for some reason, I stopped being lazy…

“Dad.”

“Uh huh.”

“It hasn’t arrived yet.”

“But I guess I should start putting it in my mouth from now on.”

“Yes, your father. “Is there anything I haven’t heard about Frontier?”

Ortel tilted his head as if he didn’t quite understand Elodie’s question.

“huh? “You mean you didn’t hear it?”

“There is talk that Frontier has become a little less lazy at Constel these days. “I wonder if there is a reason.”

“Ah, I heard about that from Ampere. They told me to be in the top 10 overall in my grade. “They threatened to excommunicate me if I didn’t do it.”

Elodie nodded at those words and was lost in thought for a moment.

Ranked 10th overall in grade. If you don’t, you will be excommunicated.

Did you not want to be excommunicated?

…no.

-I can’t help it. It was my mistake and I can’t take it back.

There was no regret on Frondier’s face as he uttered those words.

Although he said it was a mistake, he didn’t seem to really think he had done anything wrong.

As if it was an intentional mistake. As if I was prepared for something that could not be undone.

“You’ve arrived.”

After a while, the car stopped and Elodie’s thoughts ended accordingly.

The two got out of the car and headed to Roach Mansion.