The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 405

Chapter 118

: “Hello. “My name is Ria di Libance.”

“This is Arald di Libance. Nice to meet you.”

I saw them both in the teacher’s office.

Well, you’re pretty good at acting. After all, demons. It’s not for nothing that I’m older than I look.

I am now sitting in the staff room like a completely irrelevant person.

The Achaia family betrayed Leah Lis’s earnest wish and went all the way to Atlas.

Thanks to this, the teacher’s office is quite noisy now. A person who appears to be Ajax’s mother is talking loudly, and Lia Reese is trying to soothe her anger with an incredibly kind and extremely businesslike smile.

Pielot has nothing to say about the acting of the fake mother and fake father, so he just stays still, and in the case of Aias on the other side.

‘…You seem very embarrassed.’

Every time Ajax’s mother says something, Ajax’s head lowers more and more. Looking at that appearance, it seems that the Achaia family’s visit was not what Ajax wanted.

Well, it’s hard to believe that Aias, who had such high self-esteem, whined at his parents. In other words, is it the parents’ arbitrariness?

“My child hasn’t been able to even hold a spoon properly since that day! “How on earth are you going to raise a child?”

“Mother, what kind of spoon should I use?”

“You stay still!”

I was amazed at the sight that seemed quite familiar.

Oh, there are nobles like that. Her clothes and accessories are luxurious and her appearance is elegant, but when you look at her words and attitude, she seems like an ordinary woman who is blinded by her love for her children.

‘I’m a little sorry. To Lili and Arald.’

Honestly, I had no idea that such a polarizing lady would appear. At least, this is a character that has never been seen on the Palind Continent. It’s rather refreshing because it’s so stereotypical.

Ajax must be having a hard time too. The most embarrassing thing here right now is probably Aias.

‘…huh?’

But then, something strange entered my senses.

It was a sixth sense.

‘Ajax’s mother, she is doing something.’

It is still shouting as if it is angry, but mana is slowly flowing out of its body.

It is so faint that it is almost unnoticeable. In fact, Lili, Arald, and Pielot, who were right in front of him, did not notice.

There was nothing lifelike about that mana. It’s not magic made up of magic. However, the mana that slowly and diligently spread out approached Pielot, who was standing motionless.

‘…What are you doing?’

I felt uneasy. At least I know for sure that those extreme words and attitudes are an act.

No matter what you plan to do, it’s already too late once something happens.

‘I can’t help it.’

I didn’t intend to step forward, but it’s a different story if it doesn’t end in a simple fight between kids.

Pot!

I threw away the devil’s power very lightly. Although it is a weak power that does not cause fainting, it is enough to intimidate the opponent. Just that much.

“…!”

Then the woman’s mana stopped. She instinctively turned her head and looked at me.

‘Hoo. ‘I realized at that exact moment that I had blown it.’

For a brief moment, the woman’s eyes and mine crossed.

My presence was discovered, but it doesn’t matter. It’s a minor thing rather than having Pielot suffer something.

And I have nothing to do with Pielot here. He just noticed the woman’s mana and gave the student a ‘warning’ that he was going to do something.

“Why, why are you doing that? Lady Achaia.”

asked the teacher who was mediating between the two families.

Ajax was also puzzled by the sudden change in appearance of his mother.

“…Let’s go, Aias.”

“yes?”

After saying that, the woman held Ajax’s hand and went back the way she came. My husband also followed a little later.

The look in his eyes was completely different from the way he was angry for his son just a moment ago, as if he had never done such a thing in the first place.

‘That’s fun.’

A woman who looked like a typical old lady for an aristocrat.

However, that flashy voice and speech were a bluff, and his true intentions were elsewhere.

I was trying to do something to Pielot.

It is up to me to find out what it is.

When I have time, I immediately ask that guy for a favor,

“…Ah.”

There I realized my mistake and smiled bitterly.

By the way, who are you asking for a favor?

‘There is no Gregory.’

Now I don’t have Gregory. Neither the crow nor the mouse are on my side anymore.

As I left the continent of Palind, I lost contact with Gregory. However, Gregory’s abilities do not reach beyond the continent.

If his abilities were that broad, Gregory would have known about the existence of this continent from the beginning. However, on the Palind Continent, Agoris is an unknown land that was not even known to exist.

‘I was lazy. Of course I believed it would always be there.’

But if you think about it again, of course it can’t happen.

That’s why I couldn’t even say goodbye to Gregory properly. I couldn’t meet Gregory in person, and it was impossible to even talk to the crow.

“I can’t help it.”

Even without Gregory, there is a way.

I was already worried about Aias.

What on earth Lady Achaia was trying to do to Pielot is still an area of curiosity.

I sincerely hope this ends as a curiosity.

* * *

Investigating the Achaean family begins with investigating Aias.

Of course, the province will not conduct excessive investigations, and will look again at the information previously published. As a teacher, after all.

But to do that, there was something I had to check first.

‘Teacher Giotto’s eavesdropping. I had only doubts, but Arald was almost certain.’

Teacher Giotto knows what classes I teach and what I say in class faster than rumors.

I suspected him of eavesdropping, and Arald agreed.

Actually, I didn’t really care if Teacher Giotto was eavesdropping. The more work he assigns to me, the more influence I have on this atlas.

Teacher Giotto must have sensed this as I took on the responsibility of being the homeroom teacher, magic theory, and combat theory, and these days he rarely touches me.

Or maybe I’m just too smart to do anything more than this.

Anyway, I’m not trying to do anything about Teacher Giotto’s petty behavior, I’m just interested in the wiretapping device itself.

I had that conversation with Arald.

“A magic engineering device that is completely undetectable by mana detection. “Is that possible?”

I also told Elodie about this eavesdropping and she came to my classroom briefly to detect mana, but she found nothing that time.

Arald answered my question.

“It’s impossible.”

“Then there is no wiretap.”

“no. “It wasn’t made through magic engineering.”

A listening device that was not made through magic engineering.

If this were common sense in the previous world, it would be quite natural, but it is not the case here.

Because in this world, magic does most of what electricity does. So, from my perspective, saying it is a wiretapping device rather than a magic engineering device sounds the same as saying it is a wiretapping device that does not use electricity.

“I don’t know the exact principle of a listening device, but Hitchcock has always been researching products that do not use mana.”

“why? “Are you going to do something bad if you get mana detected?”

“That’s right.”

It was a devilishly refreshing affirmation.

“It’s not my intention to do anything against the law or morality, but there are many things the company does not want to be exposed to. “The process of moving such things is quite cumbersome.”

“really? “Aren’t you trying to do something cruel to satisfy the devil’s desires?”

“If that was the goal, we wouldn’t have set up Hitchcock in the first place.”

Is that so?

Anyway, even Arald said he didn’t know the specific principle, so I was intrigued.

So, I looked for where the wiretapping device was during class, but it was still difficult to find it during class.

You can’t clean out your locker while you’re explaining a subject.

Moreover, if Giotto finds out that you found a wiretap, there is a chance that the blackmail material you found will go to waste. When I told this story and Arald said, ‘It is indeed Mr. Frontier,’ I felt bad for no reason.

So what I chose was to act one more time after school.

“So what else? “Mr. Frontier.”

“A student of magical practice came to me,”

and as usual, the argument between me and Elodie takes place in this atlas.

This time, the stage was set for our class.

We spoke bluntly and coldly to each other and wandered around the classroom without looking at each other.

Since we’ve been doing this for quite some time, Elodie and I have become quite adept at arguing.

I don’t know if I’ll like it.

‘But even if I search this hard, I can’t find it.’

The space called the classroom may seem complicated, but it is not appropriate to hide any object for a long time.

Desks and lockers for students to check make no sense in the first place, and the same goes for the teacher’s table.

In that case, the only thing that can be hidden is a wall. So Elodie and I looked for hidden doors or secret spaces, but it was in vain.

‘If there had been such a space in the first place, it would have been caught as a weaving or workshop.’

My weaving takes the structure of the object as is, so if there is something strange, you can immediately notice it.

But at least in this classroom there is no such space.

‘After all, wasn’t there such a thing as wiretapping? ‘Did I and Arald get it wrong?’

“Answer me. “How long do I have to take care of my students?”

“I’m the one doing the cleaning. “Because you don’t do your job properly, you have no choice but to keep doing it again.”

Slowly, the topic of argument fades away.

Either give up and come back another day, or try another method.

When you feel that way.

[Ah, we will inform you from the broadcast room. Students who are still on campus are requested to return home immediately. I’d like to remind you again….]

A voice was heard from the speaker on the ceiling. It was a typical homecoming broadcast.

“….”

“….”

And then we both listened to the broadcast, speechless for a moment. It was natural because it was a broadcast that we heard while we were talking.

It was natural.

[…Frondier.]

Elodie’s voice was heard.

[I’m just checking.]

I was really curious, so I put the broadcasting speakers installed on the ceiling into the workshop.

Of course, I don’t know anything about speaker design. Especially when it comes to magic engineering. So even if you look at it, you can’t tell what’s wrong.

That’s not what I want to see.

The moment I put the speaker in my workshop, even the wires connected to the speaker came into my workshop.

What I want to see is how far the wires of this speaker are connected.

[Frondier, teacher Giotto is eavesdropping on you? However, it is unreasonable to install a listening device inside the speaker while avoiding people’s eyes.]

[…I think the opposite.]

[It is possible to install it?]

[I am not saying that I am against it.]

And my eyes are, the speaker. It goes on endlessly along the connected wires.

…and finally.

I confirmed that the line exited the broadcast room and another line.

[…What if it’s the opposite, Elodie?]

[So, what’s the objection?]

[What if Giotto wasn’t originally trying to eavesdrop on me?]

[What?]

[I wasn’t interested in me from the beginning, I just wanted to eavesdrop on him. What if I just entered the area?]

Elodie’s face turned cold at my words.

So the order is reversed.

Giotto didn’t install a listening device because I came in.

Even before I came, from the very beginning, for a very long time, Giotto has been saying to all the speakers in all parts of Atlas,

[…isn’t this completely crazy?]