The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 456

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 456
Chapter 127 Choice and Decision (4)

“…Reservation?”

Frontier asked back.

It’s not that I don’t know what it means. Moreover, based on the meaning of the word and the timing of its appearance, I was able to roughly guess what it meant.

Elodie said.

“I’m going to cast the magic in advance. “Only until just before activation.”

“…Leave only one switch, so that it can be activated later when you press that switch?”

“Yep. “If you pretend, they will understand.”

That’s right.

Because it is a familiar concept to Frontier.

‘Save magic in advance and use it when you want… It’s not such an unfamiliar concept in other games or novels.’

But I didn’t know it existed in this world too.

‘Reservation’ wasn’t a trait or skill, and no one mentioned it while playing the game.

‘Well, when I was learning about magic, I didn’t know anything. In the game, if you press a spell, the magic goes straight out.’

Frontier is the first to experience this world through a game. He knew the general knowledge of this world and the story up to a certain point better than anyone else, but he knew nothing about the process of individual training and mastering skills. Because it is something that is not implemented in the game at all.

Swinging a sword once, hitting an enemy with an arrow, and performing a basic spell were all things that were naturally possible in the game, but not here.

“Are there only a very small number of people who can make that reservation?”

“Rather than a very small number…”

Elodie tried to explain by raising a finger, but then scratched her cheek with that hand.

“Because I don’t know exactly.”

“…what?”

“Because reservations are not something that can be known by other people seeing them. I heard that some pure magicians can do it, and among them, those with high skills say they use it in actual combat. “I don’t know if it’s actually being used because I can’t see it.”

Elodie said, “Hmm,” and tilted her head.

Then, as if he remembered something, he raised his finger again.

“There is one person who I definitely suspect is doing it.”

“who?”

“Miss Jane.”

“…aha.”

Teacher Jane. You can use one spell per finger. In other words, there are ten types of magic that can be used at once, and all ten of them have different properties and can be used for different purposes.

The speed of magic spread with one finger is slightly slower than that of Elodie, but if the condition is ‘using ten magics simultaneously’, there is no one who can catch up with that speed.

“How could you do such an irrational thing, and then use something called a reservation?”

“okay. You have one reservation on one finger. “There is no doubt about it.”

Elodie nodded as if she were convinced of her own thoughts.

Frondier asked.

“Is there anything else?”

“Out of all my friends, the most likely one was Runia. That’s because he’s a pure magician, and he’s excellent at using magic circles. And, well, wouldn’t the president be able to do it if he wanted to?”

“…I know it’s ridiculously difficult.”

In this world, ‘reservation’, although possible, seems to be an incredibly difficult skill.

‘Lunia was very surprised that the magic was maintained even though Basileo moved it around and changed its shape. When you think about it that way, magic is inherently very volatile. Just like human thoughts.’

In other words, in the case of Basileo, who uses a technique that does not easily volatilize, this may be the optimal condition for making a reservation.

‘…even though it meets the conditions.’

Can Basileo really do that?

‘More than anything, what can I teach then?’

* * *

Basileo listened to Frondier’s explanation.

That Basileo possesses the concept of reservation and the conditions necessary for it to some extent.

Of course, I heard enough supplementary explanation from Elodie and passed it on to her.

“…reservation. “There is such a thing.”

Basileo’s eyes widened as if this was a concept he had never heard before.

‘If Basileo doesn’t know, you can assume that everyone on this continent doesn’t know.’

Basileo, who wanted to overcome the limitations of being a pure wizard, would have searched through all kinds of books, and if there had been a concept of reservation, it would have definitely caught his eye.

Well, if I had known, there’s no way I wouldn’t have tried it.

“The problem is that neither I nor Elodie can use this skill.”

“…What about other teachers?”

“Of course no one can.”

At least no one in Atlas would be able to do this.

I don’t know if there might be a reclusive expert somewhere on this continent.

‘It must be difficult as expected.’

There is no one who can do it, but I am recommending it to students.

It is unknown whether this is more likely than high-speed casting.

Is it right to help Frontiere become stronger to the extent that he can?

Just when that thought occurred to him,

“Then, if I succeed,”

Basileo asks with his eyes sparkling.

“At least in that regard, I surpass you and Elodie.”

Frondier was surprised by those words. Soon his face also changed into a smile.

He is a fearless disciple. It really resembles him.

“okay. “You can count on one hand the number of people who would surpass you, not just me and Elodie.”

“…great.”

Basileo nodded.

“If I can do that, won’t it be even more amazing than high-speed casting?”

“…hmm?”

“You can become a wizard who can use high-speed magic to sweep away enemies on your own, right?”

“…No, it’s different from high-speed casting.”

Basileo was no longer listening.

“Oooooh,” he said, burning his will.

“…Then I will come after seeing Pielot for a while, so everyone can practice.”

Frondier left the class, leaving behind the three who were lost in thought.

* * *

Pielot does not participate in horse warfare.

It was a decision made by Frontier, not anyone else.

The reason is, as he said to Glaucus, ‘because it is the crudest.’

‘In a different sense than Glaucus.’

As the class progresses, Magic Battlefield will become a place to teach magic to warriors and combat to wizards.

Frontier has designed its curriculum with the belief that it will be helpful to almost all students, but of course there are exceptions.

‘…I wonder if Pielot is doing well.’

Frondier sped up a bit and flew toward his defense.

Needless to say, it has now become a training ground for Pielot.

Squeak.

Frondier opened the door and said,

“Pielot, if you’re hurt,”

he spoke out of concern, but then closed his mouth.

Pielot standing in the center.

Huge bodies scattered around.

“…Whew.”

Pielot let go of his sword and sighed.

It seemed like the whole battle had just ended.

‘…Aji Mk.2….’

To check Pielot’s skills, I let him face off against a number of golems.

Although it is not a prototype, this alone caused quite a bit of trouble for the Empire’s pros.

They are not just simple golems, but golems that have learned Ajie’s martial arts and action mechanisms. Although it is unfinished, it can imitate Nakjang.

“You knocked them all down.”

“Ah yes. senior.”

Pielot looked at Frondier and bowed his head.

“Where are you injured?”

“doesn’t exist.”

It doesn’t sound like you’re bragging. Even from Frontier’s perspective, his body was fine.

‘You’ve already surpassed the professional level.’

When I think about the first time I met Pielot, I get emotional.

Pielot of the past, who only wanted to beat Aster and was full of arrogance and foolishness.

If the current Pielot saw herself back then, she might die of shame.

‘I don’t think Pielot needs to be as strict now as he was back then.”

Even though Frontier doesn’t show it, there are times when he feels sorry for Pielot.

Pielot didn’t know when things would go back to that, so he intentionally differentiated himself from Dier.

Pielot knew that Frontier’s attitude towards him was clearly different from that towards Dier. I also knew the reason.

Wouldn’t that have been excessive?

The foolishness and greed that a child who is not even an adult would have had enough of. Isn’t that what Pielot had?

“…Good job.”

Frondier said without realizing it.

Words spoken out of instinct rather than deep thought.

Frontier usually considers such things to be ‘mistakes’, but this time it had no intention of canceling.

“yes?”

Pielot looked at Frontier as if he had heard wrong.

Then he smiled and shook his head.

“There is still a long way to go.”

Pielot’s words are not formal speech.

There is still a long way to go. A little anxiety and anger appear on Pielot’s face when he says those words. This is evidence that he clearly realizes that his skills are lacking.

“Pielot. “As I said before, you are not participating in the magic warfare class.”

“yes. I know.”

“Maybe I won’t be able to participate until I leave Atlas.”

“I know that too.”

Pielot’s eyes are unwavering.

Frondier sees this and is reassured that his teachings were not wrong.

“Pielot. When I was teaching you until now, I was always concerned that you would return to the past. Your past self was dangerous. It was most dangerous to yourself of all. “Foolishness and arrogance are the easiest shortcuts to your death.”

“yes. “I feel it keenly now.”

“But that’s why I thought you were just a student. But I think it’s time to change that perception.”

Frondier raised his hand. The fallen golems turned into black liquid, scattered, and flew towards Frondier.

“Pielot. You are the most imbalanced student I will ever teach. His ability with auras is superior to anyone else’s, and the latest technology is its application. But thanks to that, I’m still immature in other areas. That is why I allowed Glaucus to strike.”

Frontier said:

Pielot blocked Glaucus’ overwhelming speed with his sword.

It’s called ‘allowed’.

Of course, Pielot had to deal with it brilliantly.

“For you, using magic weapons is not important.”

Frondier raised his spear.

Atjie’s spear is the same as when dealing with other students. However, the weight and gaze are different.

“For you now, that would be a waste of time.”

“…yes.”

“You will grow here at the fastest speed without worrying about anything else. “I will stop thinking of you as a student.”

Frontier has never jeopardized Pielot’s training until now.

Although he spoke calmly, he hoped that Pielot would not go astray, and the actual training he did did not go beyond his physical strength.

I will stop caring for you now.

“Do you still want to pass Aster?”

“…!”

Pielot was surprised by the question. But right after, his eyes lowered infinitely, and he entered into a fighting stance.

“…I have never stopped dreaming.”

“OK.”

Frontier laughed.

“I will make it happen.”