The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 429

Chapter 121 Contract (6)

After night, the second day of Machia began.

Since the representative selection for each class was completed on the first day, today could be said to be the start of the full-scale event. To put it simply, it is now the finals.

Students gathered to cheer on the elected representative of their class. On the first day, only nobles and parents were the spectators, but this time, most of Atlas’ students began to participate in the cheering.

Naturally, the cheering in the gymnasium was several times louder than yesterday, and as all the students in the sparring hall came up to the stands, it was noisy and crowded.

“Here, here!”

“Ah, this is class 3! you idiot! “It’s on the other side!”

“I’ll pass by! wait a minute!”

“After the parents and the nobles who came to watch the students leave,” he

said, “the students had to raise their voices loudly even when talking to the person right in front of them.”

“teacher. Please keep your promise after this match. Today’s Macia will be a place to prove my achievements. “If I win, please teach me the magic you showed me back then.”

Basileo, one of the class representatives, spoke to Frontier with a serious expression.

Frondier, who had come to observe his activities as a homeroom teacher, saw him for a moment.

“Basileo.”

“yes!”

“The surroundings are so noisy that I can’t hear very well.”

“Teacher! This match! When it’s over!!”

Beep!

At that time, the whistle sounded, signaling the start of sparring.

Unfortunately, Basile was the first.

Frondier turned Basileo’s body and lightly pushed his back.

“Come on, fighting. “Basileo.”

“ah! wait for a sec! Teacher! “Promise, promise!”

Beep!

The teacher in charge of the referee in the center of the sparring hall looked at Basileo and waved his arm.

“Student Basileo! “Go to your seat!”

“Fuck it…”

Basile eventually gave up and trudged towards the center of the sparring hall.

After seeing that, Frontier checked today’s sparring schedule again.

“The semifinals start tomorrow. “People’s attention will be focused tomorrow, but the fight will probably be the fiercest today.”

In fact, the most duels are held today.

In other words, even students who fail in the semifinals are worth observing.

As if they knew that, not only students but also nobles were seen in greater numbers than yesterday.

“…I knew it would end up like this.”

There are too many.

Frontier never thought that this large gym would be occupied. Although it is somewhat lacking, it is a huge building large enough to capture the light of his wisp. There were plenty of seats, and attention was paid to the movement of people, probably because many similar events have been held in the past.

‘If Lady Achaia had moved today, it would have been harder to find than I thought.’

The reason the wife didn’t do anything today to reveal Kala’s identity was largely because she didn’t know about the existence of Frondier.

If there are this many people, it is good to hide your appearance, but it will also make it difficult to interact with colleagues.

At that time, I heard a voice creeping in from somewhere.

“Okay, just a moment, I’ll pass…”

The woman, muttering so loudly that others could hear her, barely made it through the crowd and arrived at Frondier.

“Phew, we’re finally here.”

“…President?”

“Shh, if you call me that, you’ll get caught.”

Carla put her finger to her mouth.

Yesterday she was only wearing sunglasses, but now she has a wide-brimmed hat covering her entire face.

Frondier asked softly.

“Isn’t the curse gone?”

“I’m not doing this because of a curse. You’re trying to cover your face. “I don’t want to be president today.”

Well, Carla’s appearance is too noticeable to just hide in the crowd.

Moreover, since she has the position of president, people’s attention will naturally turn to her.

“I also want to enjoy the sights with peace of mind. That’s okay, for about a day.”

“…Well, since you are the president, you can do whatever you want.”

“that’s right. “I will do whatever I want.”

After saying that, Carla giggled. Frondier didn’t know why she was smiling, but he turned his gaze back to the sparring hall. Then he said.

“Then today is a day off.”

“that’s right. “I was looking for someone to go on a date with.”

Carla laughed mischievously.

After the curse disappeared, much of the excessive withdrawal that Frondier had seen in Carla disappeared. I was able to make jokes like this.

Frondier nodded.

“Then it is a good choice for you to come to me.”

“…Ah yes?”

Carla asked back in confusion. It was just a joke, but did Frontier really listen?

Frontier said to him:

“Even if the curse has been resolved, there are still nobles who doubt the Chancellor. To them, the lifting of the President’s curse will not be of any persuasion. In the first place, they suspect that the president is not a monster but a devil. “In this situation, it’s safer to stay with me as much as possible.”

“…ah. “Oh, that’s right.”

Only then did Kala understand Frondier’s words and nodded.

What, of course you know it’s a joke. Frondier was already thinking about what to do next after passing off the joke.

…But why am I a little sad?

“As expected, the nobles have started to move.”

“That’s right. “I put out the fire in a hurry, but there are still embers left.”

Carla looked at Frontier in surprise at those words.

Not only did he save her from the curse and defeat Antero, but he also calmed the nobles’ suspicions before that?

“…That’s amazing, Frontier. As if he knew everything.”

Frondier smiles somewhat self-deprecatingly at those words.

“It happened like that once.”

“What is that? “Pretentiousness doesn’t suit me.”

Carla scoffs with a smile, but it’s not bravado.

Until the end of the war with Mangot, Frondier was someone who knew at least something close to ‘everything’.

He has tried everything to overcome the most difficult part of this game, and all of his experience and knowledge is still in his head.

But now it’s different.

A game that continues even after passing a critical juncture. Now the conditions for clearing and the end point of the game are unknown. Frontier now lived like everyone else, unaware of what was to come.

‘The habit of playing games still remains.’

So Frontier is hungry for information. Now that the advantage has disappeared, there are still regrets about the past when we used what we already knew.

“It just worked out. There are many things we need to discuss with the president in the future. Shall we watch and talk about Machia?”

“Before that, please stop calling me president. “Other people will find out.”

Carla said, looking at those around her.

However, in Frontier’s personal opinion,

‘I don’t think there will be much of a problem even if we get caught now.’

However, for now, I will follow Carla’s opinion.

“Then what should I call you?”

“You can just call me by my name. “The name Kala is not that rare.”

Even if it’s not rare, there’s probably no one who doesn’t know that President Atlas’s name is colorful.

But that’s if Carla wants it.

“I will do so, Mr. Carla.”

“…Something seems familiar. “That’s what I call it.”

I’m used to it.

The empress is also called frontier in this way.

“Then let me explain the situation first.”

As Frondier spoke, Carla’s face hardened and she nodded.

And then he said it as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“Ah, before that, let’s hang ‘Wind Whispers’. “You can barely hear our conversation in this noisy crowd, but you never know.”

“….”

“Mr. Frontier? Please cast a soundproofing spell.”

“….”

Frondier closed his mouth for a moment and looked at Kala.

Carla tilted her head, not knowing why at all.

Frontier spoke honestly.

“I don’t know how to do it.”

“……yes?”

“Wind Whispers, I don’t know how to do it.”

Carla blinks at him.

Soon laughter burst out of her mouth.

“Foot! Ahahaha! “Why are you joking so seriously?”

“…just kidding,”

“Atlas’s magic teacher doesn’t know how to whisper the wind. “If it were true, he would have been fired immediately.”

That’s difficult.

Frondier’s mouth stopped as he tried to say it wasn’t a joke.

Instead, he spat out something else.

“…I want to be rewarded for helping Kala.”

“Repay that with ‘Whispering the Wind’? “Is that okay?”

“sure.”

Frondier nodded, and Carla tilted her head and looked at Frondier quietly. Soon those eyes smile softly again.

“person who is abnormal.”

“I am aware of it.”

“great. “If only the reward was this simple.”

After saying that, Carla whispered a small chant. After all, a person from the Agoris continent. Even the wind whispers a textbook chant.

Of course, it’s better than Frontier, which I don’t even know how to do.

“──It’s okay.”

Soon a soundproof spell was created for the two.

Frondier felt that and nodded.

“Then let me tell you the most important thing first.”

“great.”

“First of all, the suspicion about the devil directed at Mr. Kala.”

“This is the suspicion the nobles have towards me.”

Frondier nodded.

Then he said.

“For now, let’s assume it’s true that Mr. Kala is a devil.”

“…yes?”

A color that freezes as it is.

Frondier continued speaking regardless.

“And the dark side controlling Mr. Kala. Originally, the person closest to him would have been Antero, but at the time, I didn’t know who was behind the scenes.”

“When, because?”

“For now, I assumed I was in the dark.”

“yes?!”

Carla screamed in bewilderment and bewilderment. If it weren’t for the soundproofing magic, the voice would have been heard even in the noise of this large crowd.

“P, p, frontier. Is this even a joke? “It’s so vicious.”

“I’m sorry, but this isn’t really a joke.”

Actually, I’ve never joked before.

“So the nobles, especially Lady Achaia, completely believe that me and Kala are demons. Do you know about Lady Achaia?”

“Ah, you mean the mother of Ajax’s student, right? Mr. Eriboea. “There’s no way you wouldn’t know.”

“….”

That’s Frondier closing his mouth again. Carla asks.

“Oh, no? “Is there any other Lady Achaia besides her?”

“…no. Mr. Eriboea. “That’s right.”

Eriboia.

Ajax’s mother.

This is the first time I’ve heard Lady Achaia’s name, but I know for sure that it’s the right name.

Because Eriboea,

‘is the name of the real Ajax, the real mother.’

Aias, a hero of Greek mythology, whom Frontier knows from mythological stories. His mother’s name is actually Eriboea.

‘It is not a name borrowed from a myth, but a mother-son relationship that seems to have been taken from the myth itself.’

This is a different story from Hector, the warrior who met and fought with Frondier on the Palind Continent.

Hector only inherited the name, and the people around him have nothing to do with the mythical Hector.

However, Ajax’s name and even his mother’s name are the same.

This isn’t just a name.

‘…This continent is a little strange.’

A feeling of discomfort felt ever since Frontier arrived in Agoris.

Each one of them was just a strange feature that felt insignificant, but when put together, it turned into a huge sense of discomfort.

A strange power balance somewhere, humans with minimal personal growth compared to the Palind Continent, and a system in which the state manages and relies on all magic weapons.

In addition, the story of Medusa, which should have ended as an old myth in the previous world, and Aias and Eriboea, who seem to be following the same footsteps as heroes in their lifetime.

And the only person who feels this is out of place

is ‘me.’

Frontier who knows the original myth.

Only he realizes that this situation is strange.

While Frontier is lost in thought for a moment, Kala’s anxious voice is heard.

“Then what should I do, Frontier? Should I just keep pretending to be the devil like this?”

At those words,

Frondier’s eyes open slightly, and light passes through them.

“devil.”

“F-frontier?”

“──The devil.”