The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 385

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 385

Chapter 111 Ancient Language (5)

I froze when I heard Jeanne’s words.

‘I know I’m someone else.’

Wariness naturally builds up in your mind. I didn’t reveal it myself, but so far, the only one who was caught first was Belphegor.

However, Belphegor can see the soul, and he first saw Frondier as a child before I was possessed.

If it hadn’t been so, Belphegor wouldn’t have known that I wasn’t a Frondier.

So to speak properly, this is my first time.

A person who knew as soon as he saw me that I was not a frontier without any hint or basis.

‘Could it be that there are characteristics of the possessed person that I don’t know about yet?’

If, like Jeanne, there is someone who can see this at a glance and that person is my enemy.

“Hehehe.”

But in front of me, who was nervous, Jeanne burst out laughing.

“Ahahaha. Indeed, it is your caution and vigilance that have led you to this point. Smart and cautious, without moving or speaking rashly. Yes, I like it.”

“…Do you know why I am on guard?”

“then. “You’re afraid that someone else might know your identity, right?”

Jeanne was reading my thoughts.

She also said

“The reason I know your identity is not that special. “It’s not something you can tell by its appearance.”

“Then how did you know?”

“You were the one who activated the magic circle here, right? And that too alone.”

Jeanne looked around.

“I don’t know how much time has passed now since I was alive. But an unimaginable amount of time must have passed. I was waiting for someone to activate this magic circle, but I didn’t think it was very likely. “I thought it would become more difficult as time passed.”

Jeanne was right.

The premises I need to set this magic circle in motion here. Now I know how difficult it is to have it all in my hands.

“That’s why I was so surprised when I first saw you.”

“Is it because of the fact that the magic circle was activated?”

“There’s that, but you’re the only one here right now.”

ah.

I nodded, knowing what Jeanne was talking about.

“This magic circle and weaving were arranged to come together in one place. There can be no one in this world who does not truly believe in God without any reason. Just as it is impossible to believe that something does not exist. However, it is possible for those who have acquired the ability to weave. I experienced a world other than this one. But it is very difficult to get both weaving and menosorpho into the hands of one person.”

“Why? “Only those who do not believe in God will be able to obtain Menosorpho.”

“The problem is that before Menosorpo, weaving was not an ability useful in combat. By itself, weaving is nothing more than an archive that stores images. But to get Menosorpo, you have to break through the dungeon.”

Weaving is not helpful in battle because it creates an illusion. Because I treat it as a phenomenon, I can intervene in reality for a moment, but it does little meaningful damage to the powerful.

So, weaving generally becomes useful in battle only when you obtain Menosorpho, and to obtain Menosorpho, you must break through a dungeon.

There I had a question and said:

“The dungeon where I got Menosorpho was a low-level dungeon.”

“The level of the dungeon is not important. The problem is that God has some trick in mind. They don’t know which shrine hides the magic circle and with which question. So, in most places, there will be arrangements made to make clearing difficult regardless of the dungeon’s level. “Didn’t you?”

“…ah.”

Yes. I remember.

A very dangerous guy appeared in a low-level dungeon.

Slavic.

A heretic holding a dagger dripping with dangerous paralyzing poison. An obvious monster from outside.

──I hate you.

──I hate God.

──The gods who lied to me.

──I curse all the gods who gave me eternal trials.

So did the Slavs say that?

Dealing damage to Slavs who are spirits is not easy. Even Aster at that time probably had a difficult time.

If Jane had been a member, Jane’s magic would have been effective, but I doubt Jane at the time would have been able to hit the hard-to-see Slav.

‘Slev died after being hit by Gram. At the time, it was thought that weaving was possible because it was magic.’

Maybe it’s because Gram is the hero’s sword.

It may have worked for the Slavs who were placed there by God.

Jeanne said.

“The person who obtained the weaving is a complete stranger in this world. We hoped that he would find out as soon as possible what God had done to this world and quickly convey it to the powerful people of this era. The ideal, of course, would be for one person to have weaving and menosorpho, but that was both ideal and unrealistic. The only thing we can hope for is for the strongest individual of that era to have Menosorpho. If the person who has obtained the weave conveys the truth to the individual and the individual can believe it, he or she will be able to tell the correct answer.”

“If a strong individual obtains Menosorpho’s magic circle, possibilities will open up in one way or another.”

“yes. “Menosorpho does not have to be used only for weaving.”

Due to the nature of Menosorpo, its effect will be effective against most strong people. Magic and skills can be implemented anywhere within that range.

If you are a warrior, you may be able to cast your main skills in advance at a predicted point. With Aster’s ‘Ilseom’, you can designate a location in advance and use it continuously.

If you are a wizard, you can imitate Ospreet’s magic from a distance, from casting to activation.

‘It’s terrible for both sides.’

While I was thinking for a moment, Jeanne smiled at me.

“But there is nothing happier than this because what I thought was an ‘ideal’ has come true right before my eyes.”

One person has weaving and menosorpho. As Jeanne says.

“…It wouldn’t necessarily be ideal.”

I became a little more subtle.

Weaving and menosorpho are a huge part of my strength. Those are good skills.

What if these two things had been given to Aster instead of me? I can’t help but think about that.

“no. You really did a lot of work. “So much so that you don’t even realize it yourself.”

But Jeanne shook her head and placed her hand on my head.

It was a bit awkward having a woman who wasn’t my mother put her hand on my head, but it was better because we were similar heights. Still, I can’t help but feel strange.

Jeanne’s smile soon turned into a bitter smile.

“…It’s time.”

“Are you leaving?”

“huh. After all, there is a limit to imitating people. Even if it is Menosorpho. “It would be better if I had my belongings here.”

“Like a real flag?”

“That would be best.”

Even as she speaks calmly, I can see Jeanne’s appearance slowly becoming blurred.

Jeanne had a regretful face, but she did not look sad. she told me

“Then before I go, let me tell you the last thing I have to say.”

“What is it?”

Perhaps what I will say from now on was Jeanne’s real purpose in waiting for someone to come here. I listened.

“Menosorpho is not complete yet.”

“…yes?”

“As you experience more things and reach new places, you will naturally find out. Go to as many places as possible. “Looking for a lot of things.”

It’s like words of kindness that parents usually pass on to their children.

There, Jeanne lowered her voice even further and spoke playfully.

“I’ll give you a hint.”

“What is it?”

“Gods can go anywhere. They give divine power to the target they want and acquire information about humans through the ears and eyes of the target they gave divine power to. Their eyes and ears are clearly one, but there is no limit to their distance.”

I already know that. As was the case with Edwin’s Golem, the gods acquire most of the information surrounding the object to which they have given divine power. It is also possible to direct the subject’s mind as they wish.

But on the other hand, while listening to the story of one place, you cannot listen to the story of the other place.

In a place like this where no one has divine power, the ears and eyes of God cannot reach.

‘This is something you already know. ‘There’s no hint here.’

As I expected, Jeanne said one more thing.

“But. “Weapons are not like that.”

“…yes?”

“Don’t be confused. You have probably seen many divine powers and their owners through the people around you. Because they can be anywhere. But weapons aren’t like that. “Weapons are always where they belong in the world.”

God is everywhere, but weapons are not.

These two things seem obvious, but they also seem unrelated.

But if it’s relevant.

‘The gods I have seen are Hephaestus, Hella, Rudra…’

They are truly different.

Yes. Because gods exist everywhere.

But weapons are not like that.

Weapons are always

“…!”

Jeanne smiled brightly and said while my eyes were completely blurred after seeing my enlightened eyes.

“See you later, Frontier.”

* * *

When I came out of Mangot, there was no one there.

‘Now that I think about it, Elodie said everyone was evacuated.’

With that thought in mind, I turned around and looked at Mangot, and sure enough, it looked completely different from when I first came in.

Now, it has risen so massively that it is embarrassing to call it a hidden cave, and looking at it like this, I feel that it is a bit more artificial than I thought it was a natural terrain.

I thought for a moment as I walked.

I met Jeanne and heard many stories from her.

The skill of weaving is something I possess, not Frontier de Roach.

What Jeanne knows is that in ancient times, there was someone in a similar situation to me.

I don’t know if he was the same possessed person as me.

‘Experience a different world. If that’s the condition to meet, then possession isn’t necessarily the answer.’

Jeanne waited for the one with Weaving and Menosorpho to illuminate the magic circle again.

And what she tells me is, ‘See as many places and find as many things as possible.’

‘Like right here at Mangot.’

There is so much information I get from places I haven’t reached. I learned that from this incident.

Moreover, Jeanne reported that Menosorpo is not perfect. That means it must be complete.

‘Is it possible to meet an old hero like Jeanne somewhere else?’

And one last hint.

The legendary or divine weapons I have seen in real life so far are Gram Excalibur Mjolnir.

Artemis’ bow and arrows were stolen from Hephaestus’ past, and Hestia’s brazier is similar.

The gods are confused because they appear to be in heavy fire, but the weapons do not move.

They are where they should be.

“…It’s not this continent.”

Looking at the previous world, the weapons discovered on the Palind continent are items from Nordic mythology and British mythology. Most of the weapons learned or known in Constel are limited to it.

In other words, weapons are not found randomly.

Jeanne told me that.

The object Jeanne wants me to find is not on this continent.

“I guess it was planned that I would eventually leave this continent.”

While I was walking, muttering those words and looking for my own comfort.

“…It’s strange.”

I tilted my head when I realized that no matter how much I walked, there was no one there.

Even if we had evacuated, we should have seen at least one person at this rate, but no one could be seen to see how far back we had retreated.

“huh?”

As I walked like that, I discovered the sea. It was natural that Mangot was originally located on the coast.

It was natural up to that point.

“…No, what is that?”

A boat was settling on the shore.

It’s not just any kind of ferry boat, it’s a huge ship, big enough to fit hundreds of sailors.

When I looked underneath it closely, I saw that all the people I couldn’t tell where they had gone were gathered there.

“Why am I suddenly hungry…?”

Originally, I was thinking of flying all the way to Agoris in the west. There was no way we could prepare something like a boat.

I was worried about whether I would be able to get there before all my mana disappeared, but there was no way.

I jumped and headed towards the boat.

When I landed on the ground, there it was.

“Ah Frondier!”

A woman looked at me and waved her hand.

“….”

Wearing black clothes and holding a black fan in one hand.

There is a decoration symbolizing a knight on his shoulder.

The majestic ship standing behind her had the words ‘Viet Trading Company’ printed in large letters.

“…senior.”

“It’s been a while, Frontier. “I wanted to see and hear it, and it’s all finally resolved.”

“Are you a knight or a merchant?”

“What is that? Have you already forgotten? I—”

She proudly spread her fan and stood proudly, with a proud expression on her face.

“Quinier de Vietra.”

He answered.

I don’t know if that’s the right answer.