The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 265

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 265

Chapter 81 Ignition (7)

When the monsters’ advance began simultaneously.

Most of the people on the wall were prepared to die. Of course it was.

Even if we win the war, there is no guarantee that I will be the one who survives.

The imperial palace, the knights, the professionals, and even the students of Constell.

They each take a long breath and somehow ventilate the inside of their nostrils, which had caught the smell of death.

Kugugugu—

The fear on the human side spreading due to the invading monsters.

Of course, the first thing to shake off that fear was the western barrier where Renzo fell from the sky.

As the monsters outside were reduced to ashes due to Renzo’s incredible inaction, the people finally came to their senses.

Renzo also knows that he is an enemy of humanity, but for now, he is a grateful being who kills monsters.

And the most important thing is that I witnessed that it was capable of killing the monsters outside.

“Stay in your place! “The monster is still targeting this way!”

The monsters outside split into two groups. The one attacking Renzo and the one still running into the barrier. Of course, even if that were the case, the number was still considerable, but those standing on the wall were holding their weapons.

I can now hear the encouragement of drivers that I used to not hear. Renzo cut off the flow of monsters. That much was clear.

However, this is only a small part of the entire empire’s defenses.

No matter how strong Renzo is, he cannot and has no will to deal with monsters that are beyond his field of vision.

The southern wall of the empire had no idea that Renzo had invaded.

The Shroud Knights have not yet escaped fear.

‘…Is it okay?’

Malia raised her voice without realizing it.

What Malia didn’t tell Frondier.

Some of the barriers were almost collapsed from fear before the monsters even approached.

The situation of the Shroud Knights was particularly serious.

Sanders’ vision, which Malia shared, was not in a state where combat was possible.

Sanders tries hard to encourage them, but things don’t go as planned, and since the knights who are supposed to be in charge of the soldiers’ morale are like that, the soldiers naturally collapse along with them. Elodie next to Sanders was quiet and quiet, wondering what she was thinking.

“Archer! “Ready to shoot!!”

Sanders shouted. Now there was no time to gather the knights’ mentality. The monsters came in like a tide and the fight began. If that happens, the knights will be able to show off their power.

And then.

“…?”

Sanders felt his son-in-law brighten a little. It was a clear sky from the beginning, so the clouds did not clear up. He unconsciously raised his head.

“…ah.”

His exclamation was brief.

The scene he saw above in the sky was familiar to him.

It was also something I missed so much.

An innumerable number of arrows of light flying through the sky. The group becomes tens of thousands of arrows, much bigger than Sanders remembers, splitting the sky.

‘Frondier…!’

I don’t know where he is now. The arrow’s trajectory is so high that it is not even possible to tell where the arrow came from.

It’s raining.

Rain falls that will surely pierce the hearts of the enemies.

Although Sanders clearly knew this, there was still something he did not know.

This rain doesn’t just fall in the south.

“It’s been a while.”

Hector in the Tavern said with a grin and Aster nodded.

“…beautiful.”

“hmm.”

Crasmere’s Runia exclaimed, and Fair Zodiac Monty let out a short sound.

Frontier’s arrow is a vivid sight that anyone who has seen it once will not easily forget.

Constel Tavern Göranhes.

Wherever in the past this ray of light brought the wind of victory to them.

That is why the arrows of light pouring down at this moment when the war began.

It pierces through the monsters without a doubt and comes back to life with a clear appearance to show them again.

More powerful, bigger and more precise.

Those who do not know this arrow rejoice at the death of the monster, while

those who know about it take a deep breath as they receive a glimpse of the past.

“…Frondier.”

Someone quietly says that name.

There is a weight that sinks deeply into all of them.

“Wow…!”

And again the southern wall.

Someone from the Shroud Knights spoke in a relaxed voice.

“I guess that’s enough to kill all the monsters?”

“Maybe there’s no need to fight…”

Their tension eases and a loose air flows.

Although Frondier’s arrows are quite large, they are difficult to deal with all the monsters at a glance.

They were thinking foolish thoughts.

It was a groundless expectation that the next arrow would fly again.

‘…ha.’

Elodie sighed.

The beam of light emitted by Frontier supports most barriers with great trust and responsibility. However, this is not done in all places.

Even that is of no use to a dog with rotten gums.

It is not Frondier’s arrow that will save them.

It’s not Elodie’s magic.

“–ruler.”

Elodie, who had been silent, opened her mouth.

As if he was waiting for the arrow to fly.

As if I knew it from the beginning.

As Elodie watched the battlefield where arrows pierced monsters, she let out a soft voice filled with mana.

“Shroud knights.”

“…?”

The eyes of the knights who were staring blankly at the battlefield fell on Elodie.

“Let’s make a bet with me.”

“bet…?”

Elodie thought about Frontier’s actions that Sanders had told her about.

She decided to follow Frontier.

The Frontier used bets to encourage his exhausted knights. But it didn’t fit the current situation.

Elodie asserts in a cold voice.

“I am everyone here.”

Elodie’s gaze secretly sent backwards falls on each person.

“I’ll bet they’re all going to die.”

“what…!”

“Not only you, but if you die, the monsters that have crossed this barrier will kill all of your family and friends. I am confident in its future.”

Everyone’s eyes trembled at Elodie’s words.

There is no next time after escaping from this barrier. This war is not a simple fight between the empire and a certain region. Defeat means the annihilation of the empire. No one in their family survives.

Among the articles here, there is no fool who doesn’t even know that. That is why, despite the will of the fallen knight, he does not run away but stands in front of this barrier.

“I’m betting 10 million quid per driver on this bet.”

Ten million cuir.

The price is similar to the price of the ‘Loquat’ that Elodie obtained earlier.

To Elodie, the price of each Shroud Knight she could see right now was that much.

“I will give it to you if you survive.”

The current Shroud Knights are too weak.

It is not a matter of skill and ability, but a matter of spirit.

If Frontier’s bet at Tavern gave them hope and dreams.

Elodie will bring real despair and anger to those who are unable to come to their senses.

Elodie de Inies Richae.

She is not as lively as Cybel nor is she as kind as Aten. He doesn’t have the talent to understand people’s hearts and attract people like Quinier.

however.

“…who.”

A boiling voice that seems to be welling up from deep within the body.

“Who can die here?!”

“Aaaah!!”

The aurors of the Shroud Knights are shaking. Just like when we lived in the glory days of the past.

The Shroud Knights then and now are very different in many ways, but they received training and education according to long-standing traditions. The origins of those who have longed for the brilliant path of the past are no different from that of General Manager Sanders.

Elodie is not bright, kind, or merciful.

But now Shroud needed Elodie more than anyone else.

“…Hmm.”

The morale of the Shroud Knights is such that Elodie also feels strong, but she still maintains cold eyes and turns her head forward again.

“Everyone knows the soldiers under their command, right? They cost 10,000 cuir per life.”

“shut up! “I’ll take care of it without you saying such nonsense!”

“I really will give it to you.”

Elodie’s eyes are still dry and stern.

“Anyway, what I’m getting excited about right now will only be a momentary intoxication. “You should at least dangle money like a carrot.”

“…This bitch really wants to see you!”

When a knight rushed at me with bloodshot eyes.

“stop!”

Sanders stopped him.

Sanders gave orders to the entire group.

“The rain of arrows will soon stop! Prepare for the second wave!”

The knights check beyond the barrier. The momentum of the anger is directly directed at the monsters outside.

The knights shouted to the soldiers in their assigned positions.

“Kill all those who approach!!”

“They are insignificant people who can be knocked down with just one arrow!”

While they were boosting the soldiers’ morale, Sanders approached Elodie.

“You’re assuming an ugly role.”

“Anyone would have done this.”

Elodie said calmly.

Sanders wonders whether that answer is true. It’s not easy at all to assume a hated role.

“I used to be afraid of being hated too.”

Elodie’s eyes fall into a brief reminiscence.

“It’s okay now.”

Elodie quietly recited and raised her right hand.

An unusual mana current born from those hands.

“Even if I am hated by countless people who have nothing to do with me.”

While she mutters like that, the magic in Elodie’s right hand blooms powerfully as the rituals pile up.

Sanders watched in astonishment.

‘This kid is talking and casting magic…!’

Magic is a combination of intuition and theory. In order to completely adjust mana according to the theory of the technique, an enormous amount of concentration is required. The theory of creating magic is extremely precise, but the magicians who have to manipulate it are not, so they use chanting to infuse their mana into the precise theory.

Therefore, it is more difficult to chant without chanting, and of course, it is extremely difficult to cast magic while saying words that have nothing to do with chanting. There is no wizard who would attempt such a thing in the first place.

however.

“It only takes one person.”

As if that was her chant.

“If only he had forgiven me.”

Elodie’s outstretched right hand is aligned with utmost precision and aims at the pouring monsters.

Rudra, one of the five gods.

A storm arrow born with the power of God.

Elodie’s specialty is ‘Storm Poetry’.

Hiss.

Elodie throws the storm poem at the monsters in front as if it were just another matter.

“Are you being hated?”

Quaaaaa!!

I muttered quietly in front of the storm that seemed to change the terrain of the area.

* * *

“Aster! Head to the right! “Move on the wall and block the dangerous part!”

“yes!”

Tavern had more difficult battles with monsters than other places, and the scale of the monsters was correspondingly larger. For Tayvon, who was almost on the verge of collapse, the monsters were both a terrible evil and a fear at the same time.

Even after they were hit by Frondier’s arrows, the wave of monsters coming in was fast, and Hector and Aster are already in a bloody fight.

Although Hector had not been in command for a long time, Hector showed a talent for commanding knights. This was thanks to the numerous experiences he gained from rubbing shoulders with other knights for a long time after giving up his position as Ridwi’s son.

‘…Aster.’

Hector constantly gave instructions and checked on Aster whenever he had time while killing monsters.

Although he was worried about Aster, who was a student and had an overwhelming lack of experience in fighting outside monsters, he also had high expectations.

Just how powerful is the student that the entire Constel is paying attention to?

How powerful is Baldur’s divine power?

‘He fights well, though.’

Contrary to Hector’s worries, Aster was fighting well. He does not appear flustered or flustered, and quickly adapts to the situation, understanding the meaning behind Hector’s short commands well.

Hector was rather unfamiliar with that appearance.

I was worried that he wouldn’t be able to control his incredibly strong power and go on a rampage, but now I’m worried about the opposite.

‘…Like a pro.’

Aster does not use his divine powers yet. Still, there is no big problem.

In other words, I did not feel the spirit or passion shown by the students at that time, but rather felt the aspect of a veteran who had experienced all kinds of hardships.

But anyone can do that if they gain experience.

It’s surprising that Aster at such a young age is showing such skill, but that’s not what we expect from him.

No one on the continent would have expected Aster to look like this.

The sight of monsters being annihilated in a splendid manner and slaughtered with ease. All the heroes Hector knew showed that aspect. Wouldn’t it be the same for the ‘Zodiacs’ as well as Elodie, who is probably as famous as Aster?

There’s something about that movement that makes it seem like it’s because Baldur’s power hasn’t been unleashed yet.

Hiss!

That moment.

Aster, who was constantly running over the wall, suddenly stopped.

His right hand went up to his shoulder and he held something in his hand.

It was a huge spear, about as tall as Aster.

‘surprise attack!’

Hector was surprised. From somewhere beyond the wall, the spear was fired in a straight line, aiming accurately at Aster.

It was only after that that I could feel the tremendous desire to live for Aster.

Aster looks down at the wall.

His excellent eyesight found someone hiding in the woods.

Notker, one of the shepherds of Mangot.

While the murderous eyes are smiling darkly at him, Aster faces them while holding on to the spear.

Still ordinary with an ordinary face.