The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 223

Chapter 72

After hearing the full story, Frondier left the drawing room.

Aten called Fili, saying he had something else to talk about. My guess is that it will be about Bartello.

When Frontier returned to the hall, the atmosphere inside was more excited. Men and women were dancing in pairs to the music.

‘I can’t believe I actually got to see this scene.’

Frondier was inwardly impressed and walked along the wall so as not to get in the way. As they looked for Agier and Ampere, Frondier saw something he couldn’t believe.

‘…Amperga.’

I couldn’t see him where Ampere was originally, so I looked for him and found him waltzing with Malia in the center of the hall.

The way the two made eye contact and their elegant movements matched wonderfully.

Frondier approached Azier, who was also standing against the wall.

“I’m back, brother.”

“okay. It must not have been easy dealing with Her Majesty the Empress. Good job.”

It really wasn’t easy. In many ways.

“…Your father dances too.”

“It’s rare. “You seemed to be in a good mood today.”

Ajie said. However, Frontier was a word that was difficult to nod to right away.

“…Is that so?”

Ampere’s face is difficult to read in a different way from Philly’s. Did you feel good? I couldn’t find anything with that stern face. Is it visible through Ajie’s eyes?

“After you left with Her Majesty the Empress, Her Majesty called your father. And then the two of them had a long conversation. “I couldn’t hear it, but it was probably you.”

“…ah.”

“I think I have resolved the past misunderstanding that pointed fingers at me as a child of the devil. “Didn’t His Majesty tell you directly that he had a hard time at a young age?”

It was like that. Bartello lightly criticized Frondier in front of everyone.

Although the content of the words themselves was not that great, it would have been the utmost apology from the emperor’s point of view, handing it directly to Frondier in front of many nobles.

Ampere must have felt better after seeing and hearing that.

Ajie let out a small sigh as he looked at Frondier, who only then realized this.

“I hate to say it, but you are really dull. Frontier.”

“…It’s exactly as you said.”

I had nothing to say.

Atjie changed the topic.

“What did Her Majesty the Empress say?”

“…There was no special mention, but he showed great interest in 3D maps.”

Frondier was a little late in answering because he had not yet prepared his words. But it wasn’t that strange. Originally, the ostensible reason why Philly sang Frontier was because of the three-dimensional map.

“It’s a three-dimensional map.”

Atjie nodded.

“I was surprised at that time too. Compared to existing maps, which could only show buildings in mountains or foothill cities using symbols, the three-dimensional map itself had great meaning. “Every time I watch Frontier, I see it again.”

Atjie praised Frontier. When Frontier looked at Ajie in surprise, an even more surprising sight appeared.

Atjie closed his eyes and smiled. Then he muttered quietly with narrowed eyes.

“I felt a little relieved.”

“….”

Frontier had no answer to that.

I guessed that Ajie’s muttering had more weight than Frondier knew.

‘…Okay then.’

I have finished reporting to Atjie.

You have to do your job.

‘The most important thing is to find out who the shadow person is.’

Actually, Frontier already knows. Because I used the ‘Analysis’ skill to uncover the information Angus had.

The problem is that analysis skills always convey information in ‘sentences’.

The name of the person in charge of the mana injection plan is ‘Joseph von Wechsler.’ The Wechslers are an aristocratic family from the East. The upper layer of the dark side cannot only do the dark side’s work.

Most of them are people who created the darkness, not people who were raised in the darkness like Laurier.

Of course, in normal times, he makes a living doing his day job. Which side is the camouflage is a question that cannot be discussed with the female arm.

‘But I don’t know who this Josef is.’

Through analysis, we already know the identity of the dark side.

I don’t know who that person is. Moreover, since they have already infiltrated the place where the Dragon Heart is located, they must have become more cautious in their actions.

‘First, should we start by analyzing each and every person here?’

But the probability of it being here is not high. Unless the liver was sticking out of the stomach, should I stick my face in this place where it was obvious that the Empress would come out? He must have sent someone on his behalf to relay information on his behalf. Of course, Frontier doesn’t know who that person is yet.

‘…I can’t help it.’

Frondier calmed down. He slowly closed his eyes and then coldly opened them again, with pitch black pupils.

A sixth sense gained by killing the soul mass of Helheim. The range of the feeling that had been closed for a while gradually expanded.

I have to keep my sixth sense open at all times because it makes me too noisy and sensitive, making it difficult to go about my daily life, so I’ve learned how to reduce the range when I don’t need it. So that it can only react to the danger posed to the Frontier and to survive.

‘If he sent a subordinate to find out the Empress’s movements, his behavior would definitely be different from ordinary people.’

It is said that the purpose of the shadow is mana injection, but from today’s point of view, that is a story of the past.

Since the tail has already been stepped on, it is difficult to determine what the dark side is thinking now.

Either they go ahead with the mana injection believing they will not be caught, or they withdraw from this plan out of concern for their own safety.

Frontier believed that the latter was more likely. Since the existence of the shadow is not revealed to the world in the first place, it can be completely removed with one order from Fili.

Philly believes that the shadow department is still needed, so he wants to eliminate only the minimum number of people.

‘So today I’ll be paying close attention to Philina Bartello’s words. There is a possibility that the eavesdropping was done using magic or tricks.’

At that time, Frontier was trying to find that eavesdropping line through mana detection.

“…what.”

Frondier felt rather displeased that something completely different had struck his sixth sense.

He looked up and saw Bartello. He sat in the chair, still looking tired and tired.

It seemed like he was suffering from the chronic mana shortage that Fili had mentioned.

‘no. ‘That’s strange.’

I thought Frontier was like that at first too. Bartello said it was difficult because he was just old and had used up all his strength. It was like that in the original game, so it will be like that with the current emperor.

However, the speed of Bartello’s mana that Frondier was feeling was being consumed too quickly to be said to be simply old.

‘Is this an anomaly in this world, or was Bartello actually in that state when playing the game?’

In the game, it was always planned for Bartello to quickly take over the throne of emperor.

The players didn’t think much about it. Although Bartello leaves his position, he does not die. I thought it was just because I was old.

But now, Frontier’s sixth sense speaks. People can’t become like that just by getting older.

‘Someone deliberately deteriorated Bartello quickly.’

Bartello is not being deprived of mana right now. Just losing it. It is difficult to call it a disease, but it is a power that clearly weakens the opponent.

──Curse.

“…older brother.”

Frondier called Ajie. This abnormal situation must be reported to someone. And that too, to someone Frontier can trust.

However, since he could not tell the whole story, Frondier softened his expression a little.

“Your Majesty looks very tired.”

Accordingly, Ajie’s eyes fell on Bartello. His sharp eyes scanned Bartello for a moment and his brows narrowed. It was as if an unpleasant memory had come to mind.

“…I see. “As if”

Frondier’s next words were unexpected.

“It’s like seeing the old you.”

“…yes?”

“You in the past were sleeping all day because you couldn’t overcome laziness and annoyance.”

Frondier thought Ajie was joking. Comparing the emperor’s appearance with Frondier’s laziness in the past requires a great deal of courage, no matter how much of a joke it is.

However, Ajie’s expression did not look like he was joking at all. Rather, he said another word as if he had realized something when he saw Bartello and that he was displeased.

“I didn’t tell you, Frontier, but my father once told me that he had something to do with you.”

“…You intervened? to me?”

“okay. Literally something. “I don’t know if it was God or the devil, but your laziness was too abnormal to just be dismissed as a personality trait.”

But neither Aggie nor Ampere bothered to talk about it.

I wasn’t sure that something had intervened, and neither God nor the devil could do them any good.

To say that God intervened is blasphemy, and to talk about the devil’s intervention, the entire family and family will be tainted with the name of the devil.

Needless to say, the family’s image plummets to the ground.

“It’s like seeing what it was like back then.”

Frondier swallowed his surprise at Ajie’s words and looked at Bartello again.

Could it be that Bartello’s current state was the same as Frontier’s in the past? I thought it was a curse, but if it was a curse from God or the devil.

What does he want from Bartello?

What did you want from Frontier before that?

‘It’s obvious what you wanted from Frontier. Any player who has played the game will know this.’

Even if we don’t know whether he is a god or a devil, if he is the one who put the same curse on Bartello and Frondier.

All Etius players know what happened to Frontier.

Frontier de Roach simply quietly disappeared.

Rather than dying or disappearing, he literally lost everyone’s attention and disappeared from memory.

From the player’s point of view, he is an absolutely insignificant character in this game, and from the world’s point of view, he becomes an ordinary person who is completely useless, leaves the family, and lives an ordinary life in a corner somewhere.

Death attracts people’s attention, and its disappearance remains an eternal mystery.

Neither option was acceptable, so he wanted Frontier to literally walk off the stage. So that you can’t even have any interest in it. Like a wild flower that withers without anyone noticing.

‘Are you going to do the same thing to Bartello?’

That’s when Frondier swallowed his saliva.

His sixth sense set off another alarm.

This time, it is a more clear sense. Frondier’s sixth sense is the sense that reports to Frondier as a top priority.

‘Living’.

As soon as Frontier felt it, he kicked the ground. With one leap, he was covered in aura and got close to Bartello in one go.

Hissing –

The small sword that Frondier took out grazed the side of Bartello’s face and

!

The sword hit something’s claw and made a violent metallic sound.

He blocked the claws of something that was trying to attack Bartello just before that.

“Aaaah!”

“Huh huh!”

The nobles who were dancing screamed and made frightened noises at the unexpected sight.

People around Bartello, who was shocked by Frondier’s leap while sitting on a chair, were shocked and turned into a mess.

Squeak Geek –

Frondier’s short sword and its claws compete and make a sound. That sound alone, for a moment in the great silence, heightened the tension in the hall.

Everyone’s frozen gaze focused on Frondier,

who checked the figure of the guy who had blocked him with his sword.

‘What is this guy?’

What struck Bartello was not human. It wasn’t even an animal. To put it bluntly, it could be a monster, but I can’t be sure.

In all the years of play, Frontier had never seen anything like this.

The guy was transparent. No, it was a little cloudy. In addition, it was soft, almost like a liquid, and had a rough torso and limbs that barely resembled a human.

However, the hand that was trying to cut through Bartello turned into claws, which were sharp and hard.

To put it bluntly, the konjac was making a poor imitation of a human being.

And then the clumsy head wandered around and shuffled around and said,

“Beh.”

“…!”

It made a human face and opened its mouth while looking at Frondier. I couldn’t tell if I was laughing or crying.

‘What is this…!’

It is not a figure from the shadows. However, it is not a god or a devil as was assumed until now.

Literally ‘something’ that I had never expected invaded.

I thought that clearing up the dark part would be the final step in destroying the mana injection plan.

Frontier sensed that a complex war that even he himself was not aware of was going on beneath the water.

A huge cart was rolling that the entire thing could not be seen from that one person’s perspective.