The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 443

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“Hello, teacher… What’s wrong with your face?”

Atlas’ teacher’s office.

One of the teachers passing by looked at Frondier’s face and asked in surprise.

Frontier’s eyes slowly turn to the teacher.

“…Is my face strange?”

“It’s not that it’s strange… it looks like it’s going to die soon. “Did you sleep?”

“I tend to sleep sometimes.”

“oh my god.”

After expressing several concerns and thoughtful advice to Frondier, the teacher returned to his seat.

Frondier closed his eyes and sighed softly.

‘Frondeer’s face shows fatigue. ‘That went a bit too far.’

Frondier looked in the mirror. It’s clear that you’re tired. The dark circles are gone, and the skin is as dead as a corpse.

He actually hasn’t been able to sleep lately.

It’s because of a word Elodie said.

‘…math.’

If arithmetic is not enough, do math.

It can be said to be a truly Elodie-like answer.

And maybe it’s the solution that suits Frontier the best.

‘It’s not realistic for me to now reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship like Aster. As Elodie said, I have no choice but to become strong in my own way. ‘I think the word ‘math’ might be a hint.’

But for now, the hint is like a faintly shining grain of sand.

It’s a weak clue that you don’t know if it’s really a hint or not, and you don’t even know if you can become that much stronger if you believe in it and move forward.

So, for the past few days, I have been endlessly repeating my ideas using the three-dimensional map device and workshops.

The haggard appearance is the result.

Lately, not even Elodie has come to him. When I got close, I had to fight with smoke like I always did, but when I saw Frondier’s face right now, I couldn’t fight him.

“Hey, hey. Mr. Frontier. “You look like you’re not in good condition.”

At that time, Teacher Giotto came, looking at me secretly.

Giotto has been like this ever since the last speaker eavesdropping device was discovered.

This is because Giotto did not receive any information after that.

Is Frontier planning to expose the wiretapping incident, hide it, or is he still thinking about it?

Since he didn’t know anything for sure, his anxiety grew worse day by day.

But if you ask Frontier about it, he might use that as an excuse to expose it.

“I’ve had a lot to think about lately.”

Frondier, whether aware of Giotto’s feelings or not, treated him as usual.

He treated Giotto indifferently, as if his threat to Giotto during the Machia event was a lie.

“Well, there is a spa I know well, and if you introduce it under my name, you

will get good service.” “You don’t have to worry about me. “Master Giotto.”

Frondier is considerate of Giotto, but it only makes Giotto restless.

Giotto rolled his eyes here and there and then said one more thing.

“yes. It looks like the classes are too heavy. Now that I think about it, I had forgotten for a moment that there were enough instructors for combat skills. “You don’t have to take that class anymore.”

“…Lesson….”

As Frondier muttered those words, Giotto nodded eagerly. The complexion also became brighter. As if he had guessed the correct answer.

“It must have been a lot of pressure to take on subjects from different fields at the same time as a homeroom teacher. “Please change my schedule right away,”

“Mr. Giotto.”

“Why, why but?”

“Wasn’t there a subject called ‘Combined Use of Magic and Combat’ in the Atlas?”

“…ah. There is. It’s an elective. “The students’ preferences are so low that I’m thinking about canceling it.”

Frondier went there and was silent for a moment. In fact, it only lasted a few seconds, but Giotto’s stomach was burning in that time.

Frondier said as if he had made up his mind.

“Can I take charge of that subject? “If possible.”

“Using horse warfare? Well, as I just said, it’s on the verge of being scrapped… What’s not to like? “Let me give it a try!”

Giotto spoke with a troubled expression on his face, but in the middle of it, he realized he had made a mistake and changed his attitude. Because Frontier behaves so normally, he keeps forgetting his own position.

Or is this really what Frontier is aiming for? As expected, it’s scary, Frontier di Roach!

“Demon warrior… that’s what they call it.”

“Even though it is not popular, history is a deep subject. “Everyone is calling me that.”

Frondier nodded.

“Thank you for accepting my request. Mr. Giotto. “I’m sorry for taking up your time.”

“Well, then, starting tomorrow, I’ll switch from combat theory to magic combat.”

There, Frontier tilted his head.

“What do you mean by change?”

“…huh? “Isn’t that what it was about?”

When Giotto did not understand, Frondier spoke as if asking what he was talking about.

“Please add, not change.”

Giotto’s mouth opened.

* * *

In Atlas, elective subjects are those that allow students to choose the subjects they want from among the non-mainstream subjects that do not correspond to the performance required to become a professional license or engineer.

Of course, it is not unlimited, and each subject has a quota. So, if you don’t apply quickly, popular subjects will quickly fill up and you will have to choose another subject.

However, there is no need to worry about that at all when it comes to using magic weapons, which Frontier is trying to teach this time.

“The number of students selected is 0… There are cases like this.”

Frondier scratched his cheek.

Of course, the elective subjects were decided by the students before he came to Atlas.

It was often the case that no one chose horse fighting every semester. Sometimes one or two people choose it, but it’s only because they haven’t chosen a popular subject or they just want to kill time.

Moreover, even the original teacher in charge of this subject was unmotivated, so the popularity of the subject declined further.

‘Students feel that wizards and warriors have clear boundaries between each other. I feel like I just have to do my job properly.’

This tendency is particularly severe in Atlas, but Constel, where Frontier originally attended, is not much different.

Types such as magic swordsmen and magic warriors are close to a kind of fantasy in this world. It’s not non-existent, but it’s rare, and among those rare people, it’s even rarer to see people with talent that can attract the public’s attention. There is not a single one among the Zodiac class.

The most famous one is Hector, the son of Lidvi Urfa. He himself hates magic, so he doesn’t use it often.

‘And then there’s Cybel, but she’s the exception. ‘He’s the only one who can do something like that.’

Cybel should not be viewed along the same lines as other magic swordsmen. Because the principles and dimensions are different in the first place. We are making the impossible possible, so comparing is meaningless.

Anyway, magic swordsmen are not popular. There is a strong perception that it is an ambiguous position.

Going forward with that perception, the class called Demon Warfare is equally unpopular.

“Well, that’s good. The real classes start after the vacation ends. “No matter what I plan to do from now on, I don’t have time.”

There are only a few days left until vacation. It would be unreasonable to even touch on elective subjects now.

We decided to plan the curriculum later, and complete the primary objective for now.

Frondier looked around.

“It’s not as bad as you think. “I heard it was an unpopular subject, so I was worried that it would be put in a utility room or something.”

Majeon Byeong-yong is an outdoor class. It was natural given the nature of the subject.

Frontier was allocated an outdoor space the size of a badminton court. Even though you can’t fly, jump, or hit it, it’s big enough for sparring.

‘After all, whether it’s a workshop or something else, you can’t solve it just by using your head.’

I had thought enough in my head.

Now is the time to test it out.

There was also this reason for choosing the elective class. Because I wanted to secure legitimate autonomous time.

Previously, I rented a gym late at night, but when I did that, Atlas heard strange rumors and I ended up getting caught.

Since they are going to get caught anyway, I think it is better to show it openly.

‘I’m sleepy.’

For the past few days, Frontier has not been able to sleep.

I’m sure I’m extremely tired, but I haven’t been this deeply into one thing recently.

In the past, when he repeatedly ran out of mana, when he repeated endless sparring with Ajie, and when he learned weapon techniques from various people, Frondier gave his all, but most of it was out of a sense of duty and desperation. He had a reason to become stronger, and that reason included a countdown.

But this time it’s a little different.

The desire to become stronger still remains, but Frondier feels a sense of elation like never before.

He never liked being strong. I don’t even enjoy training.

Whether it was a warrior or a wizard, it was a role that did not suit him who lived in the previous world.

“Come on, let’s give it a try.”

Frondier took out the magic decision. The technique is ‘stop’ as before.

First cogwheel.

‘next.’

However, this time it uses lightning attributes rather than flames. Lightning is much more difficult to learn than other attributes. Because we don’t see it often, it’s hard to understand.

However, in the case of Frontier, he lived in a place where electric currents are more familiar than here in the previous world, and understands the general principles.

Of course, it wasn’t a huge help, so I had to endure the hardship. The rule is to learn attributes such as water or earth first, but I ended up skipping them.

But somehow it succeeded. Frontier’s metaphor, ‘cogwheel’, once learned properly, is a great help in manifesting again. Elodie was also surprised by Frondier’s high magic success rate.

This is the second cogwheel.

‘next.’

The magic that combines the stopping spell and lightning attribute is just an electric version of Will O the Wisp. Of course, due to his decision, the power would overlap explosively, but that was the same as the basic Wisp anyway.

Generally, magicians do not use this kind of magic. There is no need to pursue a more difficult method since it will only shine the light anyway.

So, if this series of processes has meaning, it is only when it is not ‘for the purpose of lighting the light.’

Weaving

Grade – Unique

Ajie’s Spear

This time, I make a spear and take it out. Actually, it doesn’t matter what the weapon is. As long as it’s hard enough. If this isn’t enough, you’ll have to go to a higher level, but I hope you don’t have to.

This is the third cogwheel.

‘next.’

The black stream spreads like fog. A considerable amount of black cloth hovers around the spear and magic crystal created by Frondier.

This black sky adds attack power, but it is also a stabilizer to prepare for what will happen next.

Fourth cogwheel.

‘Becoming stronger as a warrior wasn’t fun.’

However, if the way to become stronger is the gamer’s direction.

Regardless of the issue of fun, it is the second most familiar thing to Frontier after breathing.

‘My metaphor is a gear wheel.’

Elodie said. The metaphor for manifesting magic should be your own. Magic does not proceed in sequence; everything is done according to precise calculations and manifests simultaneously.

Like stars all moving together, like an orchestra forming one piece of music.

Compared to that, it is so dull and dry, a cogwheel.

‘Then the metaphor doesn’t necessarily have to be ‘one’ magic.’

Magic crystal, attribute, weapon, black sky.

All of this is placed as a cog in the frontier.

Weaving is essentially magic, and black cloth is originally mana.

The spear created by Frontier cannot be visually distinguished from the real thing, but it is actually a fake made by magic.

Frontier knows better than anyone else that it is fake.

‘If only I could put the unlimited stacking magic granted through magic crystals into a weapon.’

Frontier vaguely imagines its tremendous destructive power.

This cannot be done with a real weapon.

So, it’s done with fake weapons.

“When one gear turns, the other gear inevitably turns.”

If it’s meshed properly.

Seup, hoo…

Just before the apparition, Frondier took a deep breath and exhaled.

And said.

“…I’m sleepy.”

Kirilik –

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