The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 19

The Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 19 Chapter

5 Test (3)

… When Queenie said that the footprints were clear, it was only her own standard. By the standards of 3rd grade.

It is difficult to make good footprints in the forest. It often goes over fallen leaves and branches.

At a glance, it is so difficult to recognize that it appears to be just a dent.

In fact, from Quinier’s point of view, just saying Frondier ‘bear’ was enough to pass the test. It told me the direction of the footprints.

If you look in the direction instead of narrowing your view to just the footprints, you can roughly estimate the volume through broken tree branches and fallen leaves. In addition, the size and stride of the footprints in the area called ‘forest’.

Considering those conditions, there is a possibility that it would fit by labeling it as ‘bear’.

‘Among the bear monsters, inferring that it is a red bear is truly a mastery of tracking.’

Edwin seems to have noticed, but in fact, there are many cases where even 3rd graders have not mastered tracking techniques properly.

It’s not even a major technology.

“Frondier, is that by any chance a divine power?”

Queenie was also taken aback by Edwin’s questions.

The fact that everyone believes that Frontiere has no divine powers is just a literal belief.

Could it be that he is receiving some kind of divine power?

Hunting God in charge of hunting?

“It’s a secret.”

Frondier grinned.

There are many people who keep their divine powers a secret.

Still, it is rare among nobles. Usually, the family appeals first. So, even if you want to hide it, it is often difficult to do so.

But the Roach family has the famous Atzie. Frontier may have decided that it was okay to hide it.

“I see… secret….”

“Now that we know the identity, let’s move quickly. “There is no need to be careful with Red Bear.”

Leaving aside Edwin’s muttering, Queenie took the lead.

From behind, Frontier tilted his head.

“Why do you say there is no need to be careful?”

“If we approach them, they won’t run away but will attack us.”

“But wouldn’t it be nice if we could make a surprise attack?”

Quinier raised a fan in response to Frondier’s question.

“Even if you don’t do that, I will take you down.”

“…oh.”

Frontier lets out a short exclamation.

Queenie shrugged her shoulders.

‘It’s been a long time coming, but I have to show my good side.’

My steps also gained strength.

* * *

“What kind of weapon does Frontier use?”

“It’s a dagger. Would you like to see it?”

“Oh, this is the weapon provided as standard. “Can I use something like this?”

“Because I’m most used to it.”

After Frontier revealed the identity of the trace, Edwin’s questions to Frontier increased noticeably.

Frondier responded kindly without showing any annoyance. He also showed off the dagger on his waist without hesitation.

There was no need to be hateful and these were questions that could be answered normally. It was also something that the other person would be curious about.

“Now, let’s stop making a fuss. “It’s almost here.”

“yes.”

At Quinier’s words, Frondier and Edwin lowered their posture.

As I walked at a slightly slower pace, I saw a bear covered in red fur in the distance.

It was a bit absurd to say that I had discovered it.

That side was also looking towards the frontier. It’s like they approached each other in the first place.

Quinier stepped forward.

“Now, this mission is for upperclassmen to teach lowerclassmen, so Frontier, step back.”

“I thought I would learn teamwork in battle.”

“That’s next time.”

Most of the path that Frontier will take from Constel is the path that Quinier has already walked.

It will be a little later that we will become a team and fight together. To begin with, the position doesn’t fit right now.

“Seeing is also learning.”

At those words, Frondier nodded honestly and took a step back. After checking that, Queenie went a little further forward.

And Edwin just stayed there.

‘…Envy you.’

He thought about the Frontier. As soon as I saw it, I was surprised by its appearance.

Although it is easy to hide Frontier’s reputation and perception, its appearance is quite respectable.

It’s not just about being handsome. The face itself exudes elegance and elegance, as if this is what a ‘noble’ person should look like.

A strange atmosphere was created by the always drowsy face.

Plus, there’s a prestigious family called Roach.

Frondier’s older brother, Azzie, was also a huge monster, but Edwin didn’t think anything of Azzie.

He is a senior to Quinier and has already graduated from Constell. Besides, I have never faced that skill before.

But Frontier is different.

Although he was given the derogatory name ‘human sloth’ because he always slept in class and had sleepy eyes and a languid expression. What happened after that is impressive.

The same goes for the words and actions at the Mystiltein meeting.

Some people said it was reckless, but if you interpret it only by looking at the results, it was a courageous and meaningful action.

Plus, the tracking technique that was shown just a moment ago.

It’s definitely the work of a high-ranking god.

‘I should have done that.’

If I had done a little better, would I have been able to prevent the family’s downfall?

Frontier had something that Edwin would envy.

If Behertio had not fallen,

if Edwin had been considered a ‘noble’ at all –

“Edwin!!!”

Edwin suddenly came to his senses at that shout. Quinier’s voice came from the right.

When did the fighting position change?

As he hurriedly shifted his gaze, he saw the size of a bear pounced on him with bloodshot eyes.

Oooooh-!

“…ah.”

The bear’s howl is deafening.

Did you hold the sword in your hand? Was it on your waist or hanging on your back? There is no time to pull out. There is no time to stop it in the first place. No, not even time to avoid it.

Oh this.

A life-saving situation—

someone grabbed his shoulder. The balance has tipped. My legs are floating and the sky is dizzy.

The bear’s front paw, swinging, grazed the tip of Edwin’s nose.

“Frondier-”

Edwin, thrown back, sees Frontier. He pulled himself back.

But the bear attacks do not stop. The bear’s body has minor wounds and its bloodshot eyes cannot see anything.

It was probably a wound inflicted by Queenie.

“Sigh!”

Frondier threw his dagger faster than the bear’s next attack.

Cough!

The dagger was aimed at the bear’s eyebrows with surprising accuracy, but was blocked by its front paw.

No luck. It was blocked by the bear’s carelessly swinging claws.

‘Dangerous.’

Queenie hurriedly stretched out her fan.

however.

Cough!

Red Bear’s howl.

Quinier’s hands instantly stiffened at the sound of the scream that made the air tremble.

Edwin, who was nearby, had all the hair on his body stand on end.

Phew!

But at that very moment, the dagger stuck in the bear’s left eye.

Amid the shouts of fear, Frondier did not make any foolish movements.

The second dagger was fired in the middle of Red Bear’s screams.

As if he knew Red Bear would howl.

“…that”

What is that?

Can a human being be that calm?

The bear screamed in pain and its movements became sluggish.

That was the end of it. Just enough time for Quinier to take his own life.

Puberbug –

Six blades fired from the tip of the fan were inserted vertically into the bear’s body.

All six were fatal wounds, and one hit from each of at least two of them would have been enough to kill him.

Red Bear died in an instant and stood for a long time before falling down for a long time.

With the collapse like an earthquake, the blades of grass shook violently. Quinier hurriedly ran in front of the fluttering leaves.

“Edwin Frontier! are you okay?”

“Ah yes. it’s okay.”

Frontier’s calm voice.

He approached Edwin and held out his hand to him, who had already collapsed.

“You’re not hurt, are you?”

“…Uh, yeah.”

Edwin took his hand and stood up.

Frondier helped Edwin up and shared feedback with Quinier about the battle just now.

Meantime.

An unknown irritation and unbearable anger seeped into Edwin’s eyes as he looked at Frondier.

* * *

Constell’s personal laboratory

after the joint mission .

“I will leave the supplies you mentioned here.”

“Oh my Edwin. “Thank you always.”

Edwin placed a box full of various items on the desk.

Teacher Binkis, who had sent him on an errand, was busy studying.

Vinkiss is an extremely researcher-like person. To put it very nicely, yes.

To put it bluntly, she is crazy about research.

She is a summoner.

Its talent is specialized in ‘observation’, so it sees and remembers other people’s skills and applies them to its own summons.

The summoning structure is ‘Golem’.

Since Vinkiss is a summon that the teacher assembles and constructs himself, it is possible to imitate other people’s techniques.

Vinkys was currently producing a golem.

This time it is not a summons.

We are creating a pure golem that can move on its own.

“It’s a little different from what I’ve seen before.”

“Yes, this time it’s a metal golem.”

Metal Golem. That is, it is metal.

A substance very familiar to Edwin, who was loved by Hephaestus. And even a golem.

Edwin looked at Vinkis.

“Is this really for me?”

“Hmm, whatever. You said you wanted to see the metal golem in person, right? “With my thanks so far.”

Professor Binkis smiled sheepishly.

She actually felt very grateful to Edwin. Edwin’s assistance was very helpful.

Above all, he has divine powers and shows outstanding talent with metal and fire golems, so he often receives advice from Vinkis.

Edwin looked at the golem blankly, touched.

Then, next to the golem, I saw a huge window that matched its huge size.

“Does this golem use a spear?”

“huh. Last time, I personally saw Atjie use a spear. “I was very impressed when I saw that.”

Edwin clenched his fists at those words.

Oh, again.

Ajie frontier.

The Roach family keeps getting on his nerves these days.

Edwin’s swordsmanship is at an average level. Since the talent is not there in the first place, it is surprising that he is at the average level of a second grader.

Edwin thought. No matter how hard he tries and devotes himself to the sword until the day he dies, he will never be able to become a weapon master at the same level as Ajie.

However, I don’t feel despair about it. To begin with, Edwin is not particularly interested in combat, and metal casting and golems are his specialties.

However, just trying to make a golem requires a huge amount of money. As a fallen aristocrat, the funds feel too far away.

Edwin quietly looked at the metal golem.

‘If I had money, would I be able to make a golem like this?’

I was just looking at the golem with that thought in mind and thought,

‘Huh?’

Edwin stopped as if he had nailed it.

With the divine power of Hephaestus, he could see at a glance the structure of this golem made of metal. Everything from the joints, movable spheres, core, and mana circuit.

‘…this golem.’

And many traces of unfinished business visible to his eyes. One of the traces caught his eye.

‘There is no owner yet.’

A golem that must follow orders must have a spell designating its owner engraved into its design.

That spot is now blank.

…In other words, Edwin could become the master if he wanted to.