The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 384

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 384

Chapter 111 Ancient Language (4)

[Joan of Arc’s Flag]

Grade: Legendary

Description: The flag that Joan of Arc wore when she went to war. There is no separate name, and the owner’s name is Joan of Arc. The flag became a symbol of the cup, and all the achievements and faith she led in her life were imbued here.

It is an artifact that can surpass divine status, but due to its characteristics, the user must be Joan of Arc to express its abilities.

There is a cross at the end of the flagpole, but it is currently unknown which god she believes in.

Ability Details >

– Zan’s Sanctuary: Zan fought for humanity her entire life. Allies within the area are granted temporary vitality and mana, and the effect is amplified if they are human. Conversely, the abilities of all targets hostile to humans decrease. This effect both increases the closer you get to the flag. However, the owner must be Joan of Arc.

– Flag of Salvation: When the flag is raised on the battlefield, all curses are removed from allies and a buff is granted. The type of this buff can be determined by Joan of Arc. Likewise, the owner must be Joan of Arc.

I took a moment to read the description of the flag through weaving.

Like King Arthur and Merlin, Joan of Arc is also a similar yet different character in this world from the previous world.

Joan of Arc’s flag is an incredibly famous and iconic item. Since it is not a weapon, it cannot capture the achievement of defeating an enemy, but a powerful symbol of a hero conveys the life of a hero and gives an effect, and Joan of Arc’s flag is a representative example.

The explanation is simple, but due to the nature of the game ‘Etius’, numbers are not displayed, so you have to experience it yourself to know how powerful the effects of the buffs or debuffs mentioned in the explanation are.

And in Etius, the modifier ‘all’ does not apply well. This is because it means ‘no exceptions’.

For example, in the case of Sigurd’s sword ‘Gram’, it had the ability ‘Great Dragon Species Specialization’, but it also had the condition of being ‘Unique or lower’. Like this, any ability comes with some conditions. But this flag has nothing like that.

‘No. Instead, there is the biggest condition attached.’

Even though it is an object of great prestige, Joan of Arc’s flag is now valued lower than Excalibur.

The reason is simple.

Because only Joan of Arc can use it.

In this era of her death and absence, the flag remains only as a symbol and has become an unusable object.

“It’s a shame. “If only I could use it, even if the effect was halved…”

When I raised my head and realized that this flag’s incredible ability was a piece of cake.

“Have you seen everything?”

“….”

There was a woman in front of me.

Frontier is also taller than average, but the woman in front of me was almost the same height as me. Short brown hair, thin but sturdy build. Clear eyes were looking at me.

“…no way.”

I was speechless for a moment and was looking at the woman in front of me.

The woman who will appear here and now in this situation. There is only one person.

But that doesn’t make any sense. It’s something I can’t understand with my head.

I was rather nervous, wondering if I had been caught up in some kind of fantasy.

“Hello, Jeanne. nice to meet you.”

“…yes. “It’s called Frontier.”

I absent-mindedly listened to Joan of Arc’s self-introduction, answered blankly, and then blankly held out her flag.

Jeanne took the flag and looked at it as if she was missing something.

I don’t know what Jeanne looked like in the previous world, but the Jeanne in front of me now had no soft feelings at all. He had bold and upright eyes and posture, like a warrior.

“Hmm.”

Jeanne turned her gaze from the flag to me.

Naturally, our eyes met, but the feeling of receiving that gaze was a little different from an ordinary encounter.

Rather than seeing me, it felt like I was seeing my eyes, pupils, irises, etc. As if looking at something deeper than just looking at each other.

Then Jeanne smiled brightly.

“huh. also! I was right. “Your eyes are much better than I thought!”

“yes…?”

“No, this is the story. “Isn’t there something you want to know more about me than that?”

I was concerned about Jeanne’s reaction, but as she said, I had to understand the situation first.

“…How are you here?”

“That’s a good question. It’s clear, no need to ask. huh.”

Jeanne nodded and said. I don’t know if this is a compliment.

“You may feel it roughly, but the person I am now is a little different from the person I was when I was alive.”

“Rather than feeling it, I think it can’t happen.”

“yes. This is Menosorpo’s territory, right? “It is only possible to ‘reproduce’ to a certain degree.”

Jeanne is here. I felt that that was the power of Menosorpo.

But there is a huge difference in actually accepting it.

“…This magic circle can be reproduced to that degree? Enough to bring a dead person back to life?”

“It didn’t come back to life. “I can’t go outside this magic circle, and even if I don’t, I can’t stay like this for long.”

Now Jeanne is probably a collection of mana. Just like the weapons I made in Menosorpo.

“I’m just imitating a very small part of the character I’m sleeping with right now. “There are only those memories and appearances, and neither this flag nor I can use the power we had when we were alive, and the best we can do is just be a companion.”

“…talk comrade.”

From those words, I knew why Jeanne was here now.

Jeanne said with a grin.

“I can’t answer everything. In the past, ‘we’ were prohibited from saying certain things. “Well, I’ll try my best to avoid certain words.”

Prohibition of speech.

If so, it means that someone who banned it was predicting that a similar situation would come someday.

I asked.

“Did Jeanne go to war with God along with other humans?”

“That’s right.”

“Then is it God who banned you from speaking?”

“….”

Jeanne did not answer but kept smiling.

Is it already banned from here? Moreover, you cannot tell whether something is positive or negative just by facial expressions.

But I knew this alone was important.

‘I don’t know who did it, but the method of banning it is clumsy.’

Even though I couldn’t hear the answer at this moment, I clearly knew which answers were ‘forbidden’.

This strange silence was clearly Jeanne’s answer to me.

“The word ‘giant’ is prohibited when referring to us.”

“….”

Still silence. It was banned. But silence here is no different from affirmation.

In other words, if you are confirming your inference rather than information you do not know, banning speech is almost meaningless.

I was lost in thought for a moment.

It is impossible to know everything that is prohibited.

But if we believe that Jeanne is on our side, she will give us her own hints. Just like I just gave you the signal to not speak.

I asked.

“Is it me that Jeanne was waiting for?”

“The question is incorrect.”

Jeanne shook her head. However, there were no further words. Does this mean that the current answer is enough?

“…Is it ‘Frondier de Roach’ that Jeanne was waiting for?”

“no.”

This time I shook my head.

“Were you waiting for someone with the ‘weaving’ skill?”

“That’s true too.”

Still a bit vague answer. However, it is clearly positive.

I wasn’t waiting for a frontier, but I was waiting for someone with weaving skills.

It’s definitely true. Weaving is a skill that has existed since ancient times. However, Jeanne does not know that in this era, the person with that skill is Frontier.

The grade of weaving is ‘unique’. A unique level is only possible when there is only one person with that skill.

So how does Jeanne know about weaving? And even though we know that such a person will appear someday, why do we not know that it is Frontier?

My head feels tight. However, the question came out simple.

“…What on earth is weaving?”

I thought perhaps the answer to this question was also a ban on speaking. I think God forbid this.

But Jeanne said.

“Really.”

With a satisfied smile.

“That’s a good question.”

“Isn’t speaking prohibited?”

“God cannot forbid this speech.”

Jeanne sighed and put her finger to her mouth.

“Because they don’t know either.”

“…!”

“They only know the dangers of weaving. Because they clone their weapons. But I don’t know its identity.”

“…Does Jeanne know?”

“I don’t know everything completely, but to some extent.”

Jeanne said that and cleared her throat with a hem. Then he asked me.

“If I were to ask you the opposite, what do you think of weaving?”

“…I think it is the ability to literally duplicate an object.”

“yes. “Only as an illusion.”

Yes.

Weaving is copied, but it is copied as an illusion. An illusion that only my eyes see and has no effect on reality.

in other words.

“It’s fake.”

“…Hehehe.”

But Jeanne heard me and laughed.

“It’s fake. “Isn’t it natural to think that way?”

“is not it?”

“It’s not wrong. “But you must have actually used weaving on your way here?”

That is correct.

Or rather, it is no exaggeration to say that weaving is almost all of my strength.

I have learned various training and weapon skills over the years, but in the end, it is nonsense to say that I can leave out weaving to defeat a strong opponent.

“…Yes, it is.”

“The owner of the weaving. “There are conditions for acquisition.”

“…yes?”

“Isn’t that what skills are usually like? You can only acquire skills by learning, training, learning, and meeting the conditions. The same goes for weaving.”

…?

Even though I heard a fairly long explanation, I did not understand and tilted my head.

There are conditions for acquiring weaving? Frontier had it from the beginning?

‘no. I can’t be sure. I possessed Frontier’s body along the way. Before that, Frontier met the conditions first.’

After making my own guess, I asked again.

“What are the acquisition conditions?”

“Why do you think the illusion created in weaving is like that in reality?”

“…well.”

I take it for granted that weaving replicates objects and does not make them real.

You can’t make something exist that doesn’t exist. Because I just had that common sense.

However, as an image, it is an illusion of weaving that clearly exists. On what principle does it work?

“The reason weaving is an illusion is not because it is fake. It’s like a ghost. Something that is ambiguous whether it exists or not, cannot be touched, and is visible only to those who see it. But it’s definitely there. “Like me now.”

“…okay.”

That’s the answer, but I don’t quite understand it.

I can’t tell the difference between the two. In the end, doesn’t it seem like it’s fake?

“Ghosts really exist, right? Have you ever met him?”

“…Well, I actually saw evil spirits and miscellaneous spirits.”

“How did you meet? “You can’t see them and you can’t catch them.”

“At that time, in the process of accepting Helheim’s mana.”

at there.

I knew why Jeanne brought up the story of ‘ghosts’.

Jeanne grinned.

I lost my expression and muttered.

“…another world.”

“okay. “That’s it.”

“It’s a different world, so you can’t touch it and it exists as an illusion.”

“But since you were the one who created it, you are the only one observing what exists in another world.”

A chill runs up my spine.

Jeanne said.

“The prerequisite for acquiring weaving is to have already experienced a different world.”

Then he pointed his finger at me.

“It is not ‘Frondier de Roach’ that meets the conditions.”

With eyes that seem to look beyond my eyes and beyond my pupils and irises.

“It is ‘you.’”