The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 27

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 27

Chapter 9 Menosorpho (1)

A few days after the Edwin’s Golem incident.

“…done.”

I saw a dagger woven into both hands.

[Options have been added to the skill ‘Weaving’.]

Skill Details >

[Weaving]

Grade: Unique

Description: Save the image of an object in the workshop and then duplicate it. However, it is an illusion.

Options: Simultaneous Replication

– Create multiple weaves at the same time.

– Number of simultaneous copies: 2

It is finally possible to weave two weapons at the same time.

Until now, I could only weave one weapon, so I remade it every time it broke. However, if you can hold an invisible weapon in both hands, trickier attacks will become possible.

The rate of fire for dagger throwing will become faster, and dual sword fighting will also become possible.

“Then now.”

I closed my eyes.

‘Artemis’ bow and arrows’. One set is saved as an image.

…I’ll give it a try.

The god Artemis is very famous, but the weapon is not as famous. This is because it is buried in the brightness of Artemis.

So wouldn’t it be easier to weave than ‘gram’?

“The arrows are done, let’s make a bow first.”

Now I want to know if weaving is possible anyway. So it became an arrow. You can’t shoot arrows here.

I stretched out my hand.

Weaving (織造) Heukcheon (黑川).

Grade – Divine Prestige

Chryselakatos

“Ugh…!”

I can definitely feel the mana draining from my body in an instant, but less so than Gram.

The level of divine prestige is higher than that of legend.

However, it seems that the burden is less because only the bow is a replica of Artemis’ weapon set, which includes a bow and arrow.

‘Gram’ is so famous that it is comparable to the weapon of God.

I held up a bow woven with black cloth.

Chryselakatos. A masterpiece given by Hephaestus to Artemis.

Indeed, the golden bow, as its name suggests, gave off a brilliant light. It’s too fancy to be used as a weapon.

“Then where?”

I held the bow in my hand and pulled the bow string.

No, I tried something like that.

“uh?” My hand, which was holding

the bowstring,

was shaking and did not move at all.

“I can’t pull it…!”

I squeezed every muscle in my body and applied force to the bowstring. But it didn’t budge.

Is it really not enough strength?

Meanwhile, my mana was almost exhausted and I had no choice but to untie the weave.

“Heh… heh…”

Let’s think about it for a moment. Chryselakatos is the bow of Artemis. Since it is God’s bow, does that mean only God can draw it? Or only Artemis can do it individually.

However, in Etius, although there are very few people who use divine weapons, there are some.

For example, Osprey, the head of Constell.

Most of them receive divine power and obtain weapons as if by some fateful spirit, discovering weapons as guided by that divine power.

But there are certainly cases where this is not the case.

Either way, God’s weapons are not something that only God can use.

“If it’s not something that only God can use, then it’s a weapon that only Artemis can use.”

It has that kind of structure.

Artemis asked Hephaestus for something.

…or some kind of curse.

“What kind of god was Artemis?”

I tilted my head and was deep in thought.

In the world of Etius, the gods are adapted to fit this world, but generally flow similarly. Although the place names and names are slightly different, their personalities and achievements are similar.

Then I thought.

One possibility.

However, a possibility occurred to me that was not very welcome to me.

“…No way, this bow.”

Can only women pull?

Artemis is famous for her hatred of men. Perhaps because of that disgust, he may have made a special spell to Hephaestus.

“Hephaestus, you damn bastard….”

Or is Artemis, who requested it, the problem? Anyway, it’s not available right now.

Even if I wanted to give it to a woman, I cannot transfer the weapon I made out of weaving to anyone else. Because it keeps consuming my mana.

In the end, I have to use this bow.

To do that.

‘…remodeling?’

Modification of woven weapons. Is that possible? Can weaving go that far?

No, in the first place,

‘How much do I know about this ability?’

I don’t know anything.

So far, I’ve just focused on making the most of the abilities I have available.

Saving the weapon as an image and materializing the weapon as a ‘phenomenon’ rather than a ‘material’. Believing that only that is possible.

I don’t understand weaving yet. I just use it because I can.

But if I fully understand ‘weaving’. If you can understand the principle of storing weapons as images and the structure of the weapon itself.

Remodeling is not an empty story.

‘Anyway, I need to make sure that only women can use it.’

…Now that I think about it, I have a schedule.

It just worked out well. I recently received a message from Sage Phone.

I’m a little worried, but I’ll give it a go.

Visit.

* * *

General hospital near Constell.

“Decryption is complete.”

The doctor who finished the examination said:

Cybel Forte nodded energetically.

“Hehe, I told you so. “I’m full of energy.”

“That’s amazing. I can’t believe that the poison from the Slev was completely cured in such a short period of time. It’s fortunate that the injured area avoided major blood vessels. “I was lucky.”

“….”

Cybel’s expression hardened a little. The words that she was strangely lucky lingered in my ears for a long time.

Seeing her suddenly speechless, the doctor tilted his head.

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Oh no! I’m happy! I’m so happy! “Ahaha, I’m famous for being lucky.”

“haha. Let’s check his condition by today and go through the discharge process tomorrow. Please rest.”

“yes? “Can’t I just be discharged from the hospital?”

“Even after detoxification is completed, the aftereffects on the body remain. Then take a break. If you feel unwell, please press this button right away.”

The doctor said, pointing to the call button on the wall.

Cybel nodded.

A private hospital room after the doctor and nurse left.

Cybel exhaled, smelling the silence that had returned.

slev.

I was attacked by a monster outside.

After hearing it later, I found out that the poison in Slev’s dagger was extremely poisonous.

Paralyzing poison is a terrible poison that paralyzes a person’s heart and brain, causing death.

“Frondier lied.”

Cybel laughed.

They said it was no big deal. Because it has a sleeping effect, it grows.

It was all a consideration to reassure her.

To get her to sleep. To save her.

“liar.”

Incompetent Frondier, Lazy Frondier,

Human Sloth Frondier.

“…liar.”

If you think about it, its entire existence seems like a lie.

I don’t know what Frontier did or how, but he defeated Slev. The monster outside was defeated.

After reassuring Cybel and defeating the monster outside, carrying her on his back, he arrived at the sanctuary and solved the dungeon.

Cybel can’t forget Frontier at that time.

-I don’t believe in God.

It gets stuck in my mind and doesn’t go away.

-Because I don’t believe in fate.

“Am I being hated?”

Cybel buried her face in her knees.

Isn’t Cybel the antithesis of Frontier, who said he didn’t believe in fate?

A frontier with no talent.

Cybel is blessed with luck and talent.

It’s hard to imagine what Frontier must have felt every time he saw him.

“…no! “I was worried why I would be hated by Frontier!”

Cybel raised his head and spoke as if he had come to his senses.

Yes. Originally, I wouldn’t have paid attention to Frontier.

The purpose of the lower level dungeon was originally Aster Evans.

…I thought so, but soon.

‘I guess Frontier doesn’t rely on fate.’

Immediately, I end up thinking about Frontier.

Cybel has always believed in his own luck.

However, luck was not on her side, to say the least, when exploring the dungeon with Frondier.

We have all been caught in dangerous traps. There were more than one creepy situation. If it wasn’t a disaster because Frontier protected me every time, it would be by now.

‘…I’ve been relying on luck.’

What I wanted always came to hand.

The desired situation was always laid like a sturdy track.

However, I felt how helpless I was when a situation that surpassed my luck came.

I never neglected training.

Was it because I was so absorbed in luck that I suddenly thought of it as natural?

‘I want to ask.’

To Frontier.

What do you think about my luck?

What do you think of me?

“…No, it doesn’t have any strange meaning.”

Cybel stared blankly at the hospital room door.

Cybel doesn’t like to wait.

But now I had to wait.

After I was discharged from the hospital and went to Constell, until I met Frontier.

‘If Frontier opens the door to that hospital room and comes in.’

But that won’t happen.

She was loved by fate, but she

decided not to rely on it anymore.

“…Huh?”

The hospital room door opened.

And then a black-haired man comes in.

Drowsy eyes and sleepy face.

Breathing as if the tempo is slower than others.

It was Frontier.

Frontier found Cybel and looked at her sleepy face.

“hi.”

I said hello.

Cybel blinked his big eyes a few times in a daze, then thought.

…Let’s believe in fate a little more.

* * *

“How are you feeling?”

“Oh yeah. are you okay.”

When I came in, Cybel was awake.

He had a somewhat blank expression.

Have you just woken up?

‘It’s difficult.’

Actually, I hoped that Cybel was asleep when I came.

Then, he would have been able to secretly weave Artemis’ bow and see if it could be pulled with Cybel’s hands.

“Thank you for that.”

“huh?”

“You saved me. “I heard it was a dangerous poison?”

“Oh yeah. “I’m glad you’re all better.”

“huh.”

Although Cybel thanked me, she looked somewhat hesitant.

It avoided my eyes and fluttered its body like a small bird.

It was worse than when we were left alone in the dungeon.

It seemed that Cybel had not let down his guard against me.

Well, isn’t that also natural?

Human perception does not change easily.

Cybel would have been in the hospital when she opened her eyes as soon as she was hit by Sleb, so I don’t know what I did.

He must have heard from others that I saved him.

The information I heard didn’t really make sense.

Just being able to properly express gratitude to ‘Frondier the Human Sloth’ is a great thing.

But it doesn’t matter.

It doesn’t really matter what Cybel thinks of me.

Anyway, he’s a villain.

“But you know that.”

“huh.”

“What was the dungeon reward?”

Oh, you might be curious about that.

Since I was the one who cleared the dungeon, only I know what the reward was.

“…But how did you know?”

“huh?”

“I cleared the dungeon.”

“…ah? uh?! Oh, I heard you! To Aster and the teacher, to Senior Queenie, and to Aster and the teacher!”

Why are there so many?

Is this something I heard twice from Aster and the teacher?

…I don’t know.

“As for the compensation, I’m not sure.”

“huh?”

“I got a symbol that looked like a magic circle.”

After the Lower Dungeon’s Sanctuary of Truth was destroyed,

I acquired a magic circle called ‘Menosorpo’.

But when I tried it in front of the mansion, nothing happened.

To be precise, I don’t know what happened.

I guess it was activated because mana was consumed.

Actually, I was a little hesitant when I told this to Cybel.

Be careful when handling information that only you know.

This is because you need to carefully judge whether it will benefit you or Aster before approaching it.

However, even I don’t know about Menosorpho.

Because in the previous world, no player cleared that low-level dungeon.

If this continues, we may end up not even knowing what Menosorpo is until the end.

In that case, it is better to get information from other people.

Although Cybel is a villain, his mentality is not ‘evil’.

“…Should I ask my father about the magic circle?”

“huh? “Dad?”

“You know I use a rapier, right?”

“huh. “I saw it in class and in the dungeon.”

Actually, I knew it from the beginning long before that.

“The magic circle is also engraved on my rapier. “I can’t show you right away because I’ll be at home, but it’s a magic circle that increases durability and sharpness.”

As mentioned before, Cybel fights with a thin sword called a rapier, focusing on ‘cutting’ rather than ‘throwing’.

I see Is that because of the magic circle engraved on it?

“It’s a magic circle carved by my dad. He is a professional engineer, very famous and amazing. If you ask, I might tell you!”

Cybel spoke in a somewhat excited tone.

The eyes were shining brightly.

When I said that, it occurred to me.

Daoud Forte.

A master magic circle technician.

In Etius, the people who interpret magic circles, the people who create them, and the people who carve them into weapons are all separate occupations.

The magic circle is usually activated by itself.

In other words, the act of engraving a magic circle on a weapon like Cybel did is not the original role of the magic circle.

Therefore, people who can do both are very valuable.

This is because the magic circle can be customized and engraved to suit the weapon.

Daoud Forte is considered to have exceptional skills among those people.

Even when I played as Aster, I met Daoud often.

…but.

“You are very kind. Cybel. thank you.”

I was honestly surprised.

I didn’t know that Cybel would do this to me.

It seemed that Cybel was more grateful to me than I thought.

Even while suppressing his hatred for me.

“…Huh?”

Cybel was dazed for a moment at my words and then said,

“No! what! Ahaha! No, this is basic!”

He said that and waved his arms.

Is it basic?

Cybel was a more loyal woman than I thought.