The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 455

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 455
Chapter 127 Choices and Decisions (3)

Frondier learned one thing while teaching Pielot and Dier.

Each student is different.

No one has quite the experience, and no one is as desperate as Frontier.

It’s unreasonable to expect people who don’t know the game’s bad ending to put in as much effort as he does.

A student is a student after all. Children who are not yet adults.

Do not put too much pressure on those whose bodies and minds are not perfect.

“…So, I said let’s keep our first sparring light.”

And now.

There are three missing people in front of Frontier.

“Huh, huh, huh….”

“Hiyi…. hii….”

“….”

Basileo was breathing as if he was going to explode, and Glaucus was making strange noises with his complexion turning white. all. Aias fell down next to him and did not move a thing.

“I was planning on doing a light skill check, but I ended up over-pacing.”

Frondier scratched his face.

Actually, Frontier didn’t hurt them. I just fell down on the grass.

Frontier had no intention of being harsh until the first class. Pielot in the past was tainted with arrogance and had the potential to become a villain.

So Frontier was strict, and in fact, since it was his first time teaching, there were times when he failed to teach.

But this time is different. Although Aias and Glaucus have some anxiety factors, there are signs that they will be resolved, and Basileo is not worried about his mentality yet. I planned to improve my skills step by step.

That’s why I checked my skills.

“Why do you get so hot and waste all your stamina?”

Frondier asked the three left out.

Basileo answered first.

“Well, under those conditions, I can’t do anything roughly…!”

Basileo stood up as if his breathing had finally calmed down. He continued speaking.

“You’re fighting the three of us using just one spear. We want to hit at least one of them!”

As Basile said.

Frontier held only one spear in this sparring.

Although it is a unique grade Ajie’s Spear, the grade of the spear is not very important unless Frondier intends to attack.

Yes. Frontier was consistent in defense.

Frondier said with his hands on his hips.

“There wasn’t really a condition like that. “It doesn’t mean you have to get it right to pass.”

“It’s a matter of pride!”

“…If I allow you three to attack me, my pride will suffer.”

Frondier sighs.

They don’t know what level Frontier is at when they turn to consistent defense. For them, Frontier is still a magic teacher.

‘You, too, will have to come to your senses after being subjected to Ajie’s infinite bondage.’

In terms of defense, Frontier was able to respond to most of Azier’s challenges. In addition, he learned all kinds of weapon techniques from numerous people, and even his own sixth sense.

No matter how outstanding a prospect they are, the three students have already surpassed their ability to touch them.

“Monster, monster… monster…”

Next to him, Glaucus was looking at Frondier with a look of fear rather than exhaustion or exhaustion.

I think it was quite a shock that his full-power, full-speed attack was so ridiculously destroyed.

“…accept it. “He’s just that kind of person.”

Aias, lying face down, muttered. In fact, he had expected this to happen ever since Frondeer defeated both him and Glaucus at the same time with the Black Sky.

“Still, the original goal was achieved, so that’s it.”

“What is the original purpose?”

“Well, you guys are clearly aware of the current situation. And find a way to become stronger.”

Awareness of the current situation. If that was the case, I would get really sick of it.

The current situation is that the three representatives of Atlas are united and cannot even touch Frondier.

Frondier said.

“First, Aias. “You didn’t use your divine power.”

“…You said it was a skills test. “If I just lend my divine power without becoming stronger, it will be of no use.”

Frondier smiled at those words. What Aias said is not wrong, but there is something wrong with it.

“Aias, I said you had to make a decision.”

“…That’s right.”

“The same applies to spiritual power.”

“yes?”

“I haven’t chosen anything yet. “It’s no different from divine power.”

“…?”

“Think about it carefully.”

Frondier left those words to Aias, who had a question mark in his mind.

There is no need for long words for the current Aias.

Then he went to Glaucus.

“Glaucus. “You seem quite shocked.”

“…the teacher is a monster.”

This is it.

Frondier tilted his head for a moment and spoke.

“From what I’ve seen, your attacks are overly monotonous. Are you surprised that they are destroyed?”

Glaucus is not a fool.

He charges in a straight line and his attack method is simple, but that’s not because he’s the only one capable of it.

“…But it’s worked so far.”

“I guess so. “It would have been covered with overwhelming power and speed.”

Glaucus is not interested in making people unaware of how he attacks.

Even if you know it, you can’t avoid it or prevent it. By believing only in his physical strength.

Glaucus clenched his fists.

“The rule is that if you play rock-paper-scissors late, you lose, right?”

“…Well, that’s right.”

“So if you do it faster than anyone else, you will definitely win! Whether I use fists or scissors! “If possible, it’s better to use fists!”

Frontier’s eyes were half closed.

‘…Dier also talked about rock, paper, scissors before. Is rock, paper, scissors popular in this world?’

Or is there a general view that fighting is like rock, paper, scissors?

While Frondier thought for a moment, Glaucus became sullen.

“I’ve scolded everyone who told me to mix paint or use footwork in this way. I didn’t think there was any need to listen to people who knew but couldn’t avoid it. But the teacher is different. Should I do that too? Things like distance measurement and paint.”

“of course. “What are you talking about?”

“Ugh!”

“Did you think I was going to tell you that you didn’t have to do that?”

“Ugh!!”

“How can you become stronger if you don’t even know the basics of combat?”

“Ugh!”

Glaucus fell, taking damage from every word.

Frondier sighed.

‘It’s not that I don’t know my heart. That’s why it’s even more difficult.’

Glaucus’ power is certainly amazing. It was so bad that Pielot couldn’t take it and his body was blown up.

However, if you think about it the other way around, Glaucus’s speed comes from the fact that he ‘intends to rush at full speed no matter what the opponent is’.

If you think too much, your speed will slow down, and your strength will also decrease. Other people become stronger through repeated worries and failures, but Glaucus is so physically strong that he just came this far.

If you try to fix it now, it will take several times longer than others.

‘…No, first of all, that’s not the problem.’

“Glaucus.”

“yes?”

“Actually, that’s not your problem. No, that’s a problem, but there’s a more serious problem.”

“W-what is it?”

“Since you mentioned rock-paper-scissors earlier, let me give you an example.”

According to the rules of rock, paper, scissors, if you play late, you lose. So, if you pay quickly, you will definitely win.

It’s a ridiculously radical way of thinking, but even if it were to come to fruition, problems remain.

“I was faster.”

“yes?”

“If you think that my sparring with you was like rock, paper, scissors, I was already faster than you.”

Glaucus opened his mouth.

“Well, that can’t be possible! “My speed was definitely surpassing yours!”

“okay. Your speed is faster. “It won’t be easy for me to keep up with your speed.”

“It’s not that it’s not easy, it’s impossible!”

Actually it is possible. If you use the Wings of Black Heaven.

However, it seems that charging power is Glaucos’ greatest pride, so let’s stop destroying that as well. Because I feel sorry for you.

“…okay. impossible. Still, I was faster. So, if you follow your rules, it’s natural for you to lose.”

“That can’t be possible. I was definitely faster. “At full speed, with all my might.”

“At full speed, he punched my outstretched hand.”

“…!”

“You can figure out the rest yourself.”

And finally, Frondier went to Basile.

Basileo, who knew that his turn would come, waited with a pounding heart.

“And finally, Basileo.”

“yes!”

“I think they’re trying to increase casting speed to overcome the wizard’s limitations.”

“…! That’s right! “You understand!”

Basileo nodded with an expression of emotion.

Frondier nodded and then spoke.

“Let’s leave that behind.”

“yes?!”

“It doesn’t suit you.”

Basileo’s mouth gaped at Frondier’s calm words.

After seeing Basileo’s solution to the last problem.

Frontier had a conversation with Elodie.

To be exact, it started with Elodie’s words.

“Now that I think about it, that kid seems to be very interested in high-speed casting.”

“…Oh, that. “I felt it too.”

Basileo asked Elodie in depth about the simplification of the magic technique, and showed Frondier his magic and provoked him to see if he could cast it faster.

“We are trying to quickly realize and solve the limitations of wizards within the environment called Atlas.”

“That is worth appreciating. In fact, high-speed casting is something that most veteran wizards on the Palind Continent do.”

Elodie says that, but her face is somehow unclear.

Frondier asked.

“I think there’s something to worry about.”

“…Basileo is a pure wizard, right?”

“yes. “On this continent, all wizards are pure wizards.”

In the Palind Continent, there are cases where wizards focus solely on magic and cases where they do not, even if they are not necessarily referred to as ‘magic swordsmen’.

For example, Elodie learned self-defense techniques in addition to high-speed casting.

The reason is ‘ordinary magic is too strong’. Simple magic can already be fired at a speed close to a straight punch with a fist, but if you are not careful, your opponent may die.

Since you are not good at controlling your strength, it is safer for the enemy to swing your fists and feet.

On the other hand, in the case of Runia, she is a pure magician who assumes that there will always be a vanguard. Focus on the number and accuracy of magic rather than casting speed.

It is a classic and traditional concept of a wizard, and all wizards on the Agoris continent are this way.

“…That kid, I think high-speed casting will be difficult.”

“why?”

“High-speed casting is a concept where intuition is far ahead of theory. “High-speed casting may look cool on the outside, but to be honest, the most important thing is to think that it can be done ‘roughly,’ ‘broadly drawn,’ and ‘if you just do it.’”

“…Not all keywords suit Basileo.”

“right. Because that guy seems to be even more stubborn than Runia. “I guess I’m the type of person who can’t get through it without checking each and every technique.”

Frondier remembered the sight of Basileo chanting.

It really seemed like a reproduction of a textbook. If I get permission, I would like to upload a video of his chanting process and make it available to all beginner wizards. There are no bad habits, and all of the techniques and chants are perfect.

Therefore, the casting speed does not become faster. Because I’m the type of person who can’t ignore anything. That may have resulted in my high grades and current magic skills, but at this point, it becomes more difficult.

“It’s difficult. “It seems like he wants to cast at high speed.”

Frondier rested his chin and pondered.

When it comes to magic, he leaves it almost entirely to Elodie. In terms of knowledge, he is still very poor, and Elodie is the complete opposite of him, a top-level wizard. In Elodie’s judgment, if it’s difficult, it’s difficult. That level of trust is already there.

“What Basileo really wants is to break through the limitations of a short wizard, right?”

“Well, that’s right. A wizard who is active without the need for a vanguard. That’s what Basileo wants. “It’s probably true.”

When Frontier affirmed, Elodie grinned.

Elodie, a wizard, feels like a witch at times like this. It was something Frontier always thought about, although he never said it out loud.

“Then there is a way.”

“method?”

“huh. A method possible for a genius who cannot do anything roughly, whether it is a spell, a chant, or a starting word, and who has the entire process engraved in his eyes so that it remains intact even after moving, disorganizing, and unfolding the spell.”

Elodie raised a finger.

“The absolute realm of pure wizardry, something I can never do.”

Elodie said.

It’s an area she’s not good at.

But Basileo said he could do it.

Is there such a thing? Frondier thought and waited for Elodie’s next words.

Elodie said.

“It’s ‘reservation.’”