The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 6

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 6 Chapter

2 Branch in the Coffin Mystiltain (2)

The meeting place was the Miller family’s mansion.

The Miller family is located in the Haold region in the center of the continent.

There are three main reasons why Miller was chosen. One is because the family’s level is low, there is no intention to purchase Mystiltein, there is no special relationship among the attending families, and it is located in the center of the attending families.

“older brother.”

I saw Atjie on the way to the carriage.

“Do you want Mystiltein too, brother?”

Basically, Ajie does not lie.

Since Ajie is the most likely person to own Mythiltein, I am curious about his feelings.

“Well…”

Atjie tilted his head as if he was finally thinking about it.

“It would be nice to have it.”

──The answer is Azi.

I nodded, satisfied.

After a short while the carriage stopped and we arrived at the Miller family mansion.

And when I saw a person in front of the mansion, I held my breath.

Ampere de Roach, the matriarch of the Iron Wall.

If Azier was a sword, Ampere itself was the shape of a completed weapon.

A mustache that nicely covers the strong eyes and mouth.

His hair and beard are gray as if to prove his age, but he doesn’t look weak at all.

Looking at it this way, it seemed very incongruous that Frondier was the son of Ampere and the younger brother of Adgier.

“…let’s go.”

Just two letters.

I thought Ajie had a very firm tone, but Ampere is shorter.

And while he’s talking, he doesn’t even look at me once.

“Everyone is waiting. Come this way.”

The mansion’s butler guided us.

Since it was the furthest distance from Constell to here, it was natural that our family would be the last.

…Actually, it’s not that obvious. It would have been okay if we left a few days ago.

This is just Ampere’s show off and pride.

It’s like proof that only Ampere can make the famous people here wait.

The deacon squealed and opened the door to the conference room.

‘ah.’

I almost spit out my mouth.

I can already feel it. What does it mean for the greatest families of the Terst Empire to come together in one place?

It seems like the love they receive from God will soon become overwhelming and overflow out of the conference room.

“You’re here.”

An elderly white-haired man gives a brief greeting.

‘Zodiac’ Heldre.

“It’s late. Does anyone have anything to say?”

The head of the family who protects the frontier on the opposite side of the Roach family.

Lidwi von Urfa.

“Welcome back.”

Among those here, Ampere’s rival has the least favorable view.

Ortel de Richae.

Elodie stands behind him.

In addition, famous family heads and famous children are all in one place…

‘Oh.’

Then my eyes fell on a woman.

…Among the named characters, there is no one more recognizable than me.

Black hair and black eyes. A pitch-black woman with a black dress and even a black fan in her hand.

Queenie.

Quinier de Viet.

The only daughter of the Viet family and a third-year student at Constell. A ‘little devil’ who brought back a family that was on the verge of collapse.

Surprisingly, with such accomplishments, he is only two years older than me.

For some reason, I feel suspicious of the subtle smile hidden behind the fan looking at me.

Do you know me?

I don’t think that’s possible, but it seems like we need to pay attention…

“Then let’s get started quickly. Mr. Miller, where is ‘that’?”

“yes.”

Lidwe looked at Miller with his characteristic, self-indulgent dialect and light tone.

It may seem rude at first glance, but this is how Ridwi speaks to everyone, regardless of social status.

I mean it’s rude.

The matriarch gestured to the butler, and soon the servants carefully moved the ‘coffin’.

The coffin was placed on the table in the center of the conference room.

“Hoo this is.”

Heldre’s eyes lit up. Even compared to his prime, his eyes show no signs of softening at all.

It’s sharp, intense, and has a dark and shady vibe.

But everyone’s eyes shine the same way.

“It looks quite plausible, doesn’t it?”

As someone said, the tree branches inside the coffin have a very elegant shape.

Above all, it is completely identical to the description of ‘Mistiltein’ that has been handed down.

“So the question is who gets this? Say it first. I will give away the mining rights to the Idus Mine. “It’s been five years.”

Someone made an unexpected deal.

“If you don’t have patience, then I-”

From there, each family’s competition for heirlooms and rights began.

There were people who gathered all kinds of wealth and set the value after exchange in advance, and there were also people who offered land and buildings, saying that if they did not own any property, they could give it to them.

Of course, the children just watched, kept their mouths shut, and looked around. They have no say in the first place. It’s just a field trip.

There are three families that do not move. Roach, Lishae, and Quinie.

Ortel, the head of the Richiae family, had no intention of purchasing from the beginning, and Queenie was watching the surrounding situation to see what she was thinking.

However, Ampere was just observing the timing.

-And it seemed like that time would not be far away.

“The Roach family hangs their swords.”

“You guy, you have one or two swords.”

Ridwi continued to argue at his usual tempo, but then stopped.

“Did you say you would risk your sword?”

“Do I really need to say it again?”

With a clatter, Ampere detached the sword sheath he was wearing on his belt. The weight of the grimy leather metal rested on the table.

“…I will exchange a new object for a new object?”

Ortel smiled curiously.

Of these, the one with the most impressive expression was Ajie.

“…father.”

“It was a decision I made from the moment I came here.”

Atjie had nothing to say, so he kept his mouth shut.

The expectations my father places on me are heavy, but not burdensome.

I’m not obsessed with Mystiltein, but I’d be happy if it were my own.

But

is that really worth the ‘gram?

Gram, the famous sword of the hero ‘Sigurd’.

It is no exaggeration to say that Sigurd is the most famous hero in Norse mythology.

Although it is not a god in itself, the term ‘divine object’ includes even the hero’s weapons.

And ‘Gram’ surpasses most divine weapons.

“Now, please calm down for a moment.”

Miller panicked and stopped the situation.

“I was watching for a while as the transaction progressed suddenly, but there are issues that need to be resolved first.”

“that’s right.”

Quinier continued.

“Is this really Mystiltein in the first place?”

Attention focused on Queenie. She, who had been watching the situation until now, came forward to encourage him.

“If this were not Mystiltein, this deal would be a completely different matter.”

Yes. It is still too early to make a transaction assuming it is genuine. Originally, it must have been valuable because we ‘didn’t know’ whether it was genuine or not.

“Then who is going to check it?”

Ridwi pointed to the transparent tube surrounding Mystiltein.

There is only one simple way to find out. Destroying that coffin.

The current Mystiltein cannot feel any divine aura.

But what if the feeling of energy was ‘erased’ by that pipe? Mystiltein may be a ‘new product’, including that transparent tube.

If so, breaking the coffin is a dangerous thing. No one wants to be punished.

“Not confirmed.”

“What are you doing?”

“I cannot confirm whether this branch is Mystiltein or not. Maybe so, maybe not. That’s exactly what this thing is worth. “You have to remember this and proceed with the transaction.”

In other words, the value that this item creates in itself. If the expenditure corresponds to that value, the transaction is concluded.

This was Quinier’s idea.

If we were to make a deal on the assumption that this was the real Mystiltein, Quinier could not possibly impose such conditions.

I don’t even want to do that.

However, assuming that this is just a symbol of Mystiltein and cannot be used in reality. Prices fall and families who want them change.

Not a family that tries to treat Mystiltein as a ‘weapon’, but a family that tries to treat it as a ‘sign’.

It’s Queenie and families like hers.

‘good. If this trend continues, I might be able to get it quite cheaply….’

“It doesn’t matter.”

Then a word interrupted her thoughts.

Ampere spoke in a voice that sounded like a judgment.

“All we have to do is prove later that it is genuine.”

“…Still, you’re going to give up your sword? “What if that’s not real?”

This time, Ortel is also surprised and asks.

“If it’s not real, that’s it. “That’s it.”

“That’s stupid. “What does it mean to put out ‘gram’?”

“Ortel.”

The voice was breathy and the air quieted down that much.

“My time is long gone.”

Those were words that I could not dare to ignore.

Everyone looked at Ampere in confusion.

“Ajie will surpass me. So what does the sword mean to me?”

“…Are you really going to abandon Gram?”

“Don’t make it happen again and again.”

Ampere’s eyes are noble. It has never been like that.

“Mistiltein belongs to Azier.”

Words that make the son-in-law feel quiet. It is clear and conclusive, as if it has been concluded.

Queenie sighed.

I had no idea that the matriarch of Roach would come out like that.

I can’t help it. It’s time to leave. They say they will give him away, but what can they do?

There are other things that are valuable.

Everyone seemed to follow Ampere’s will.

A voice like a blade of grass flows from there.

“You don’t have to do that, father.”

A comfort that feels like an everyday conversation, completely different from Ampere.

However, the meaning of the word is by no means light.

The gap between tone and content was so large that everyone was slow to react one beat at a time.

“Avoid speaking in frontier language.”

His older brother, Atjie, warned him. Ampere also narrowed his eyes.

A low, boiling voice flowed from Ampere’s mouth.

“Do you know what you are talking about?”

“of course.”

Frontier’s voice is still carefree, as if he is unaware of the atmosphere.

Lidwi approached Frondier with a disgruntled look on his face.

“What is this? “The second son whom Ampere kept secret.”

For the first time, Lidwi looked directly at Frondier’s face, which he had no interest in until now.

It is a languid and carefree face.

To put it in a good way, it’s like that, but in a bad way, it just comes across as lazy and lazy.

Are you saying that I will go into battle with that peaceful face in the future?

“Early. You’re interfering without understanding the topic. huh?”

Frondier briefly glanced at Ridwi, who was growling.

wee.

He soon shifted his gaze and pointed at Mystiltein.

“There is no need to abandon Gram for something that is not even his father’s original.”

Ridwi was momentarily dazed by Frondier’s words.

Did this ignore me?

“How did you know that you would say something like that?”

“There is no way to prove how I know.”

Frontier took a step forward.

With a natural step like flowing water. With a leisurely feel, as if you were going for a walk.

At the end of that peaceful walk, no one feels confident that there will be peace at the end of that peaceful walk.

He stood in front of the coffin and placed his hand on it.

“It’s easy to check.”

When he said that, everyone knew what he meant.

From the moment I left, I was in awe.

Ampere Adgier Ortel Elodie moved and stopped at the same time.

I tried to stop Frontier, but it was too late. No matter what happens, Frontier will be ahead.

I wouldn’t know if they cut off my hand or killed me.

“If you’re really sick of that, aren’t you afraid of God?”

Ridwi was embarrassed, and even his dialect became more strange.

“her.”

Frondier laughed. That laugh made those around him feel drowsy, unable to read the true mood.

“I’ve never been afraid of anything like that.”

Kwachang───!!

The coffin was broken.