The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 398

Chapter 116 Magic Design (2)

I checked the prototype Arald brought.

“This is a three-dimensional map?”

“yes. That’s right.”

What Arald brought looked like a rectangular box. And a lens was mounted on one of the short sides.

‘It looks just like a beam projector.’

And I had a feeling that not only the appearance, but also the purpose would not be much different.

“It’s gotten considerably smaller. “When I saw the three-dimensional map from the Hitchcock company, it used up an entire space.”

The three-dimensional map I saw in Hitchcock gave the impression that the equipment was originally installed in one room. I never thought I could carry it with one hand like this.

“haha. It’s a completely different machine than what you saw back then. “I just inherited the idea.”

“Hmm, let’s take a look.”

At my words, Arald placed the machine on the floor and pointed the lens toward the sky.

Then I operated the remote control, and as I expected, light came out of the lens and extended to the ceiling.

In that light, the three-dimensional map Arald was talking about appeared. The terrain and structures were revealed as if there was already data, and looking at the general location, it seemed to be toward the Palind continent. There is something similar to this on the maps I collected.

It certainly looked like a three-dimensional map. It is roughly similar to what I made with black cloth.

Just,

“…the resolution is the worst.”

The screen quality was poor.

It’s harder to recognize than something I made with black cloth. The experience was even greater because I first saw high-resolution, high-quality maps from the Hitchcock company.

That’s what Arald said.

“Of course, it is not yet at a level that is satisfactory for the general public. However, the first goal of three-dimensional maps is to be produced for military use. Unlike the last time, the three-dimensional map created this time can be shot by analyzing data from a flat map and converting it into three-dimensional. “This principle

is to apply the height values displayed on a flat map to the height axis of a three-dimensional map. “Because it was displayed as a dot, the resolution was lowered.”

“…! Yes, that’s right.”

I thought for a moment about Arald, who answered somewhat ambiguously.

The principle of this three-dimensional map is similar to the one I made with existing black cloth.

However, the reason I made it with black cloth was because so many maps came into my workshop, so I was able to correct the errors between maps, and black cloth can be expressed much more accurately because it can be freely transformed from very thin water droplets to solids.

In other words, the three-dimensional map created by Arald has ample room for improvement, and will probably improve soon. As a ‘prototype’, it could be said to be very ideal.

“But Arald.”

“yes.”

“According to that principle, this doesn’t necessarily mean that only maps can be applied, right?”

Arald blinks briefly at my question.

Answering this question would be easy. But now Arald reads what I meant.

Soon his expression froze a little, and I felt that he quite understood my intention.

“…of course. “As long as the data is correct, this machine can display other objects.”

“Then tell me a little about the principles by which this machine interprets data.”

Needless to say, I would like to try out this stereoscopic map device.

‘It has some resemblance to my weaving.’

Since it is a graphic, it is an illusion and not a real object. But unlike my weaving, it is not only visible to me.

If I could change things that are visible only to me so that they are visible to others, that alone would increase the number of tools I could use.

“Frondier, what are you going to do?”

Elodie, who was listening, asked.

“You muttered ‘design’ earlier. “Does this have anything to do with it?”

“That’s the way it is.”

I don’t know yet if it’s possible. Because it’s not something I’ve ever done before.

Something I’ve never done before.

I’m going to try the ‘magic’ I’m going to learn from now on, called design.

* * *

And soon, I was really in charge of combat theory.

I don’t know if this was the will of the entire Atlas organization, or if it was Teacher Giotto’s all sorts of appeals and tricks, but in less than a month after coming here, I became a teacher in charge of two subjects.

‘…I don’t think Giotto has that much influence.’

Although Giotto is a superior, he is somewhat of an upper-middle-level position when looking at the Atlas as a whole.

Nevertheless, the fact that I was suddenly in charge of a new subject meant that, knowingly or unknowingly, an atmosphere of agreement with Giotto’s words had formed in Atlas.

‘I can’t say that’s necessarily a bad thing. ‘I can’t say I had a bad intention.’

There may be many reasons. The original organization is wary of accepting completely new foreign substances. To them, Elodie and I are probably strangers who suddenly appeared.

There may be no problem with the fake identity that Bael created, but the fact that he is a talented person who came in at such a young age is bound to raise suspicion.

There will be jealousy and envy that arise from there. Or maybe it’s just curiosity. Giotto must have greatly inflated my skills to include me in combat theory.

Of course, when I explained this situation, Arald said:

“It’s a wiretapping. “There is no doubt about it.”

“…No, there are several possibilities.”

“The other possibility would have been all on Mr. Frontier’s senses. Whether it’s magic or some other trick, Frondier will recognize it right away. However, information is leaking even though it is not in Frontier’s senses. “This is nothing but wiretapping using machines.”

…Is he saying this how much he knows about my sixth sense?

Of course, I agree to some extent with Arald. Unless you have a sixth sense, it is difficult to say that you used mana.

And in this world, methods that do not use mana at all are quite limited.

“What are you going to do? If you leave the investigation to me, I will find out everything within three days, including the location of the wiretapping device, the machine through which the data is transmitted, the buyer of the product, and the company that produced it.”

“No, don’t do that. “I’m actually scared.”

Arald’s cold eyes are filled with strange heat.

I said, scratching my head.

“──I don’t plan on doing anything in particular.”

Anyway, that’s why I was put in charge of combat theory.

Although combat is a theory, there are limits to teaching it in a classroom, and classes are held in an indoor gymnasium.

“Nice to meet you. “This is Frontier, who is in charge of combat theory.”

“….”

The students didn’t answer as if it was obvious.

I quietly looked around at the students gathered in the gym.

The students I teach this time are third graders, so teaching something too basic will not be helpful. And what’s more, the students now don’t want to listen to me.

This is definitely helpful in times like this.

“You guys won’t understand why I’m here, teaching magic theory.”

As I said this, I felt a strange sense of nostalgia.

“So let’s spar.”

Look around. Thanks to my previous experience of fighting against strong enemies and my sixth sense, I was able to roughly know who was stronger.

Yes, this perfume feels a bit premature to me.

“That student over there, what’s your name?”

I naturally pointed out one person who was at the center of the group of students and whose skills were clearly different from the other students.

“…It’s called Aias.”

Aias had red hair and golden eyes. Just by looking at the combination of colors and facial appearance, he has a charisma that will draw you in.

It’s definitely true. This guy is ‘Aster Evans’ from Atlas.

“Please spar with me. If it were you, the students would agree.”

“…spar with me?”

“I have bare hands, and I won’t hit you. If you land a blow on me, the sparring will end immediately. Then, no matter what method you use, you win.”

This is Ajie’s perfume.

Although I am currently imitating my older brother, whose skills are too much for me to follow, and whose skills are not even close to my toes.

There is nothing to worry about.

I am not doing this out of pride.

“…You will regret it, teacher.”

“Let’s try not to do that.”

fault!

As soon as I finished speaking, Aias kicked his foot. It’s a good decision.

However, he had bare hands like me. Neither divine power nor aura are used.

Well, I don’t know if this student named Aias has divine powers, but not picking up a weapon is a clear mistake.

Whick!

I gently pressed Ajax’s outstretched arm with my right fist and turned it downward with that force.

His upper body tilted diagonally downward, and I grabbed his shoulder showing his back and pushed him to the ground.

“…?”

“You’re honest, Student Aias.”

“…!”

It was only after Ajax heard me that he realized that he had fallen, and quickly stood up.

When I saw Atjie overpowering Aster at the time, I understood it but couldn’t bring myself to follow him, but the fact that he was able to do it to this extent is truly impressive.

However, what I do is a little different from Atjie.

I said that Aias is Aster’s position, but honestly, I think it would be difficult for any character to surpass Aster’s mentality.

Aster’s humility is not just words; he humbles himself to the greatest extent, yet his spirit of improvement never dies, and he uses every situation around him as a stepping stone for his own growth.

Of course, that use included me, and I welcomed it very much, making my power seem unprecedented to Aster.

Aster is a person who creates a wall himself and climbs over it. To put it in a good way, he is the main character of a shonen cartoon, and to be honest, to be really honest, Aster is crazy.

“They said any method could be used. It’s okay to pick up a weapon or use your divine power.”

“…There’s still a long way to go!”

fault!

Ajax attacks me with his bare hands again. It was a world of difference from Aster who immediately grabbed a weapon and tried to unleash his divine power.

At that time, Atzier was already very famous within Constel, so everyone knew of his strength. That may have played a role in Aster holding the sword with all his might.

But Aster would have done that no matter who his opponent was. Aster is not doing anything that might hinder his growth.

Aster does not have the pride and conceit that would naturally arise from receiving that much attention.

Whick!

dump!

And the third.

Ajax lay down in front of me again, bit his lip, and stood up.

At this point, I felt that the students around me were changing their perspectives on me. They are whispering to each other and evaluating my skills.

The image of a pure scholar who only knows magic theory well has probably disappeared already.

I am following Ajie, but not for a very sound purpose like Ajie.

Atjie sincerely hoped for the growth of students, but to me, his sincerity is less than 50%.

Even though Giotto was doing something ridiculous to me, it was actually nothing bad.

Whether it was Giotto or Aias.

I’m just using it because it’s available to me.

“Don’t be stubborn, show your true skills.”

I spoke kindly and kindly to Ajax, smiling.