The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 259

Chapter 81 Ignition

When Elodie’s playful words hit the classroom.

Everyone in the classroom opened their eyes wide when they heard that.

Those words were quite a shock to those who always felt the presence of God and envied those who received and received divine powers.

Above all, they were embarrassed that it was Elodie who said those words and not Frondier.

“Eh Elodie. “You are Inies.”

Runia asked in surprise.

Elodie quickly became upset at those words.

“I told you not to call me that.”

“Oh no, that’s not it. “You are loved by the five gods, right?”

In response to Runia’s question, Elodie lightly nodded yes.

“But I am not afraid of Rudra or Indra.”

“….”

“They are my friends.”

At those words, Runia was about to refute something, but closed her mouth. Elodie herself, the owner of divine power, says she is like that, so what can she do?

“More than anything, humanity is in a dangerous situation right now. “This is not the time to worry about what God thinks.”

“…It seems like some sort of sophistry…”

Runia pursed her lips with a subtle expression.

Aten said after seeing that.

“No matter how God sees the situation now, I have decided to trust Mr. Frontier. The imperial palace will move. The same goes for Zodiac.”

“…Did Your Majesty say that?”

Cybel, who was listening, asked.

“You haven’t heard it yet, but Dad tends to unconditionally follow what Mom says. “I also delegated most of the authority.”

“…Then what about the empress?”

It was Frontier again who answered.

“The Empress tends to follow Aten’s words unconditionally.”

“…Isn’t the ranking strange?”

The conversation seemed to be going astray for a moment.

Astor Evans quietly raises his head towards the ceiling while listening to the surroundings.

“…I see.”

He intended to speak quietly himself, and he did, but that little muttering caught his attention.

“Mangot is coming.”

Aster’s presence naturally makes people around him listen to his words.

The innate talent of a leader. The quality of a hero who will lead his colleagues and raise the flag of victory.

While everyone paused for a moment in murmur, a clap sound rang through the classroom.

Robald Liev let out a cheerful and light voice.

“Then I can’t help it! “They say the imperial palace is moving and the Zodiac is moving, but we can’t just stay still!”

His voice had the power to thrill those around him.

Although everyone was sighing on the outside, they were thinking about what position they would stand in and how they would proceed in the future.

“…Aten, please talk to me for a moment.”

After a while, Runia spoke to Aten and said,

“It’s about the Edwin security device.”

“huh.”

Elin and Edwin stepped aside and started talking.

Now, assuming a large-scale raid on Mangot, they advance their respective ideas.

And in the meantime, Frondier took a step closer to Aster.

Frondier spoke to Aster in a low voice.

“Aster, I have a favor to ask.”

“what?”

“You know, but you are the only one who can lead those guys.”

“Don’t burden me. “They will take care of themselves without me.”

“Aster.”

Frondier said, looking at Aster who shook his head humbly.

His eyes became even more serious, and the drowsiness that always hovered around him disappeared.

“request.”

“…If you need a leader, you can do it too.”

“I couldn’t be there for those guys when it mattered. It was like that when Constell was attacked and during the school trip. “I couldn’t look around because of my own greed.”

“….”

“It’s too much for me.”

Aster was about to refute him, but closed his mouth.

There were many things to refute, but Aster knew what he meant when he saw Frondier’s expression.

“…okay. “If you say so.”

“thank you.”

Frontier’s voice became much more relaxed. Aster hears that and shakes his head.

And Cybel was watching that scene.

While everyone was discussing their thoughts with the other person, Cybel looked at Aster and Frondier with a slightly blank expression.

‘…I’ve never been afraid…’

─I don’t believe in God.

─Because I don’t believe in fate.

The words that came to mind first to Cybel. Now, Cybel engraves the sentences deep in her heart again.

Soon she turned her gaze to the window.

“As expected, I have eyes for men.”

That’s also because of luck.

Because I am a child loved by fate.

‘In the old days, I thought it was just a ridiculous story that was overly exaggerated.’

Cybel realizes her own talent.

A completely different type from Aster, who is said to have received great divine power, and Elodie, who is said to be loved by the five gods.

‘I thought I had divine powers.’

Not only Cybel but everyone who saw Cybel thought so.

Her brilliant talent comes from the power of God.

But unlike everyone else who knows who their god is, Cybel does not.

‘Am I loved by the shy god? Or am I really just lucky?’

Unless that too.

Unless Cybel’s power is the work of a god in charge of fate.

‘…or me.’

Am I the devil?

Her sunken eyes look out the window.

‘If I want all the people of Mangot to die here now.’

Will that happen? Will my destiny move to help me?

And when things go well and I happen to realize that it’s all thanks to me.

A happy ending where everyone likes me, the crisis in the world disappears, peace comes, and all of humanity is peaceful and comfortable.

‘…Foot. ‘What are you talking about?’

Know.

Her luck is limited only to herself. Unless there is direct harm to Cybel herself, her luck does not activate.

‘Besides, that luck was useless against the monsters outside. No, because I had Frontier, I guess I was lucky in the end?’

Anyway.

While Cybel believed in her luck and acted like a tomboy, she almost died and Frondier was hurt.

Cybel knew then.

Her luck is a luck created at the expense of someone else.

She knew it when Cybel began to examine her life after hearing harsh words from Frondier.

For Cybel, every gain means someone else’s loss, and when she puts a few grams of happiness on her scale, she realizes that those few grams have brought someone else.

‘…ha.’

I want to run away.

Fighting is scary.

I am scared that my colleagues will get hurt and die instead.

Everyone is dead, but I wonder if I’m alone.

I’m scared that just being alive will cause problems.

Kklik kklik.

The sound of fate turning.

The sound of it being tailored to suit her.

Even though she knew it was an auditory hallucination, it was a sound that made her feel good.

…It’s been longer than expected since the current Cybel suffered from insomnia.

* * *

Belphegor is looking at the sea from the cliff of Cape Bay.

The drowsy eyes looked like they might fall asleep standing up at any moment, but bravely, those narrow eyes continued to follow the movement of the waves.

“You are here.”

Soon Hagley was behind him.

Hagley was looking for Belphegor, who had disappeared along the way, and came here for the last time out of sheer surprise.

How long has it been since his superior showed his face outside of Mangot?

“Hagley are you ready?”

“yes. Everyone is waiting for the signal.”

“okay.”

Belphegor’s eyes still follow the waves.

“Hagley. “Can you predict what shape the next wave will be?”

“…no. “It’s impossible.”

“yes. It’s impossible. No one wants to predict. “Why is that?”

“…Because it means nothing.”

“Kkeke, it’s no fun because you give me the answer I want so much.”

The waves are all different and cannot be predicted because there are no rules.

The sea always pushes back and always comes back. Waves only change their shape, but they always wet the sand and then go out again.

A sight where small irregularities are actually just wandering around in a huge rule. Belphegor liked it.

“I don’t predict every wave. That’s stupid. What you have to anticipate is the next low tide and the next high tide. We will become a tidal wave and swallow up the empire. Of course, it will be a tsunami of fire. “Kkkkkk.”

“….”

Hagley remained silent.

When his superiors say something like this, he is always suspicious of the other side. If you just nod your head and agree without thinking, you won’t get any good results.

“…So, you shouldn’t worry about the irregularities of the waves. “Everything in it is random movement and there’s nothing special if I pay attention to any one of them.”

Therefore, Belphegor’s words are the same as saying that he is concerned about the irregularity of the waves.

And Hagley knew the answer.

“…Do you care about Frontier?”

“…As expected, you are no fun.”

Belphegor’s head tilts slightly.

“I know the power of the empire and have adjusted the time and place so that they can burn most easily. “The only one whose identity we still don’t know is Frontier.”

“…If Belphegor says so, its existence will be nothing more than an unpredictable wave.”

“yes. I think so too. “Among the many idiots like him, I happened to see him.”

Belphegor agreed with Hagley’s words, but his voice did not say so at all.

“…But unless it’s a wave.”

“Master Belphegor.”

“If that one irregularity stops the wave and, beyond that, stops the tsunami, then the entire premise of this strategy is wrong from the start.”

“A mere human cannot prevent a disaster.”

“Hahaha. Even though you are a human being, you look down on humans more than me. “Humans can prevent disaster.”

There were far more disasters for humans in the past than there are now.

They couldn’t handle the drought, they couldn’t handle the pests and diseases, they couldn’t handle the attacks of wild animals.

“Humans have grown by preventing disasters. However, none of them have yet been able to stop the tsunami. Not yet. However, if humanity can prevent the next disaster sometime in the future.”

“Master Belphegor, do you think Frondier can stop the tsunami?”

“It’s about possibility. A slim possibility. “The devil’s senses are sharp.”

But nothing will change now.

The flames at Cape Bay have become so enormous that not even Belphegor can now delay the timing or change the strategy. If you force it, the flame will just go out immediately. Without burning anything.

“…Well, even if that guy called Frontier has unexpected powers, he won’t fight me.”

“That’s right.”

“You said that among the pillars of the empire, the one with the greatest wisdom was Ospret, right?”

“yes. “With the Archmage just around the corner, I think he will be a key figure in our strategy.”

Belphegor said, calming his lungs without knowing whether he was sighing or exhaling.

“Then my opponent will be that guy.”

* * *

Imperial Palace conference room.

Never before has this many people gathered together.

The Emperor and Empress attended.

All members of the Zodiac attend, including Ospreet.

A large number of prestigious nobles from the Roach family, Lishae family, and the empire attended.

Several teachers from Constell Institute attended as student representatives, including student council president Elin Evans.

A representative of the Imperial Knights and a representative of the Shroud Knights attended.

People filled the huge conference room of the imperial palace prepared to accommodate meetings of any size.

And all of them looked at the front of the conference room with half curiosity and half doubt.

─Why isn’t it Ospreet standing there?

Most people had that question.

─This is an order from His Majesty the Emperor.

─His words are the will of the imperial palace and the will of the empire.

Those in attendance had been informed in advance, so some of them looked dissatisfied.

However, on the contrary, some people send a look of trust in front of them, as if they knew this would happen.

“…then.”

The man in the center slowly opened his mouth.

With a gentle smile on his face, he wore the black suit he once wore.

There is no low or high posture in any corner.

There was only languor and pitch-black darkness.

“let’s begin.”

Imperial Conference.

Attending Frontier de Roach.

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 260