The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 18

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 18 Chapter

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“It’s a nice view any time. Especially the layout of the mansion and the courtyard… huh?”

Ortel noticed something while admiring the well-maintained landscaping of Roach Mansion.

Elodie also set her sights there.

“Isn’t that guy over there Frontier?”

“So… I see?”

The two of them tilted their heads in confusion as they had never thought that Frondier would be outside.

Frontier was in the middle of the vacant lot of the mansion.

His still sleepy face showed a rare hint of tension in his eyes.

And

“…!”

Elodie felt it.

Frontier raised his mana.

His jet black hair fluttered lightly.

I don’t know what kind of magic they were trying to use, but it was a significant amount of mana.

‘Was Frontier’s mana that much?’

It seemed that Frondier’s mana amount was greater than Elodie had realized.

It’s not exact because I wasn’t very interested.

However, what is important is not the total amount of mana, but the amount of mana that can be used at once.

Magic cannot just pour in mana.

Even if you recklessly add mana to a basic magic like ‘Firework’ to increase its power, the mana that exceeds the allowable amount will simply be scattered.

In other words, using a lot of mana means that it is a high-level magic.

‘What kind of magic does Frondier know to have that much mana…’

So Elodie and Ortel watched Frondier half nervously and half expectantly.

Finally, Frondier’s mana infusion ended and a halo of light bloomed from his fingertips.

and.

Nothing happened.

“…ok?”

I rubbed my eyes to see if I couldn’t see clearly, but nothing had changed.

Regardless of what Frontier did or didn’t do, it was the same empty space as before.

There was literally nothing.

* * *

I don’t know what kind of magic circle this is.

Menosorpo.

I went all the way to the vacant lot of the mansion to try out the magic circle I got as a reward for clearing the dungeon.

Just manifesting a magic circle requires a significant amount of mana, but even if you engrave it on the ground and activate it, nothing changes.

I was looking forward to it because it was much bigger than what I saw with my own eyes.

I scratched my head.

“Do I have a connection with invisible things?”

“What are you talking about?”

A voice flew in at that time. When I turned around, there was Elodie.

Next to her is her father, Ortel.

I lowered my head.

“I meet the head of the Lisha family.”

“okay. It’s no big deal. “You are outside.”

Ortel said with a bit of admiration.

The original Frondier would have stayed in his room in the mansion and never thought of coming out.

“These days, it’s become frustrating to be in my room.”

I responded with appropriate words.

Elodie, who was next to me, raised her eyebrows and questioned.

“What do you mean? “There is a connection with the invisible.”

That’s what I heard.

I quickly shook my head.

“…Oh, I guess you didn’t hear. “I saw a ghost when I went to the dungeon a few days ago.”

Okay, that was great wit.

Because it’s not a lie that I saw a ghost called Slev.

“…Is that really what you’re saying?”

“That’s right.”

Elodie looked at my expression as if her doubts had not disappeared.

But there is only my lazy face.

“Hmm, whatever. I went to the dungeon and am very enthusiastic. “I don’t have to worry about joint missions.”

“Joint mission?”

“okay. “One person from each of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grades forms a group and performs a mission in the field.”

“…ah.”

Now that I think about it, there was something like that.

When dealing with monsters, you basically move as a team, so you need to know the students’ skills and positions in advance.

However, a team made up of only first-year students is dangerous, so they form a trio with second- and third-year students.

First-year students learn from seniors, and seniors teach juniors, indirectly experiencing what it would be like to become a professional.

…But actually, when playing the game, the joint mission wasn’t that big of an event.

Because I was Astor Evans.

It was an unrivaled skill among first-year students, and with second- and third-year students next to it, it was an easy event.

But now I’m a frontier.

Something could happen.

“You said you have to be in the top 10 overall in your grade? “Joint missions also get extra points.”

Did you hear that too?

Aside from ranking 10th overall in my grade, the extra points that Elodie said were true.

Joint missions are a direct result of third-year professional experience. I need to train until then.

At least so that you don’t get embarrassed.

* * *

The day of the joint mission.

All of Constell’s students gathered on the field.

‘Field’ is a dedicated space created by Constell for students’ practical training.

A field is a managed area within a certain range and its area is comparable to the size of a village.

Here, students perform various missions, including tracking down, annihilating, and capturing monsters…

After the teacher standing on the front podium finished giving a detailed explanation, I took out a piece of paper from the container.

Group B.

I looked at the paper drawn by lot in silence.

For some reason, I end up thinking about it.

Did Frontier originally pull this paper too? Is this the lot I chose of my own will?

…It was a pointless idea.

“oh?”

“Oh.”

While looking around, I found it just in time.

Quinier de Viet.

Queenie looked at me, waving a piece of paper with ‘B’ written on it.

“We meet often.”

“I know.”

Queenie’s expression as she responded to my greeting was somewhat subtle.

Ah, I had a professional experience. Should I ask you to confirm?

“Was the information helpful?”

“…huh. “More than I thought.”

Queenie hesitated, but answered honestly.

“Over there…”

And another person.

I am in first grade and Queenie is in third grade.

So, there are still 2nd graders left in Group B.

“This is Group B, right? Please take care of me.”

A man speaking in a weak voice approached me.

The chestnut-brown hair has a short sports cut, and despite the cool hair style, the face is sad.

Narrow shoulders and a hunched posture, as if something was intimidating.

I said hello first.

“yes. This is Frontier. i look forward to.”

“Uhm, I’m Edwin. “I’m a second year student.”

I stopped when I heard his name.

It was a name I couldn’t recognize.

“…Edwin, by any chance, of the Behertio family….”

“Huh? “Do you know my house?”

Just as I was startled by Edwin’s retort, a loud voice was heard from across the field.

“Now that we’ve found Joe, the mission begins! As mentioned at the beginning, the time limit is 3 hours! The field does not go beyond the ‘temperate forest’. Additionally, the monsters were already placed a day ago! So, if you look closely at the field, you will easily be able to see the traces left by the monster. Let upperclassmen become leaders, trace the trail and instruct the way! Depending on what the first-year students you taught do afterward, the upper-class students’ evaluations will also vary.”

You learn how to trace traces of monsters in theory class, but it is different from practical practice.

When it comes to actual training, many students are embarrassed by the gap with reality and are unable to perform at their best.

The upperclassman’s job is to eliminate the confusion.

If you look at the situation calmly and recognize the difference between theory and practice, it will be possible to use the knowledge you have learned.

“Then let’s begin!”

There were teams that quickly followed the declaration and others that were still discussing it.

“Let’s go too. “Going fast isn’t the best solution, but there’s nothing more frustrating than if the monster you’re chasing is caught by another team first.”

Quinier leisurely took the lead.

Frontier followed him, and Edwin followed with hesitant steps.

‘…Edwin von Behertio.’

To be honest, I didn’t know it was Edwin. I thought he was a commoner.

The clothes are ugly and the posture is very timid.

But he is not a commoner. He is not an ordinary noble either.

He is one of the characters with ‘spiritual power’.

Edwin von Behertio, a fallen nobleman.

Edwin is a bit of a strange character.

Because it has divine powers, players often hear its name, but it is actually rarely found in the game.

If Frontier is the one who left halfway through, Edwin is definitely in Constell, but it is difficult to find. That’s why its presence is so rare.

“Nice to meet you Edwin, my name is Quinier.”

“Yes, yes…”

Even though Queenie spoke warmly, Edwin’s voice gradually became sloppy.

This type of personality contributed to the diminution of his presence.

“Now, from here it is a temperate forest. Frontier will be by my side from now on. “I will teach you tips for finding traces and tracking.”

Somehow Queenie is kind to me.

I don’t know the reason, but it’s nothing bad, so let’s listen quietly.

While listening to Quinier’s explanation, I looked at Edwin for a moment.

It seemed like they were working diligently to find traces.

Edwin is a pretty good character.

Like Queenie, she is a character belonging to the ‘good’ category and has divine powers.

That alone increases the value of the character.

Edwin’s divine power is that of Hephaestus, the blacksmith god of Greek mythology.

He has excellent skills in handling metal and is familiar with the ‘spark’ that is essential for blacksmiths. You can also use metal to create golems later.

Because he is a character with ample potential, Edwin naturally builds up his family as the game progresses. Although he is not noticeable, it is a foregone conclusion that he will restore his family’s glory.

──It was like that in the game.

Will the man who seems to have gathered all the gloom of the world really succeed in rebuilding his family?

“The easiest and best traces to find are footprints. “Look at this.”

At the place where Quinier pointed, footprints much larger than a human foot were seen. The footprints were sparse due to the surrounding leaves and fallen leaves, but I could roughly see which direction they were heading in.

“It’s good. Judging by the fact that the footprints were quite clear and the strides were not too long, he was walking. “I think we were the first to find it.”

Queenie said happily.

Then he smiled mischievously at me.

“Now, does our new student know the identity of these footprints?”

Half of the voice was full of playfulness.

This is a question I thought I probably wouldn’t know.

Of course, I have no way of knowing who the owner of these footprints is.

I can just say I don’t know, but somehow I feel like they’re testing me.

If I pass this test, I might be able to become friends with Queenie. Even if it’s wrong, it’s worth it so I’ll give it a try. I don’t know what kind of monsters were deployed on the field during this joint mission.

It felt strange to keep information that was kept secret from the students to myself.

What I know about these footprints

is that they are extremely large.

Among the things placed in this field, the biggest monster is probably…

“…Red Bear?”

Quinier and Edwin looked at me at the same time as I muttered.

“How…”

“How did you know?”

I was embarrassed by their surprised reactions, so I answered appropriately.

“As Mr. Quinier said, the footprints are large and clear. “I hit it roughly.”

I think it’s one of the top five honest statements I’ve made since coming into this world.

But he didn’t seem to believe me at all.