The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 68

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 68 Chapter

20 Scout (2)

Quiniera. It’s not bad.

No, the highest of all possibilities.

Of course, it’s not that Scout didn’t consider Quinier, but I thought the probability of success was very low. It will be very popular too.

However, if Quinier makes an offer first, there is no reason to refuse.

“Then Mom, I’ll go. I need to talk to your dad. “You go to Queenie.”

“yes. “I hope there are good results.”

I rooted for Malia. But nothing will change.

Ampere does not break his stubbornness no matter what.

The same goes for Malia, but that means the two run parallel paths.

The final exams will be over before Malia changes Ampere’s mind.

After Malia left, I took a quick look around.

This is the health room, so there is actually no reason for me to be there. The moment I thought about waking up too.

“long time no see. Lord Soga of Roach.”

I heard that voice. I turned my head when I heard a voice behind me.

The man bowed to me with a polite bow.

There was a window behind the man. Did you come in there?

…I know who this man is.

Although it was my first time seeing it, I had no confirmation, but my premonition gave me a clear warning.

──The man who taught Frondier about the ancient language.

This is the man who tried to destroy Elodie’s divine powers.

The man wore a long robe that covered his entire body, and his face was hidden in shadow, like a reclusive wizard. It’s clear that he’s a man based on his voice and body, but he may also have been changed by magic.

“I guess you’re surprised because it’s been a while. sorry. “I’m in a position where I can’t show myself to anyone.”

When I didn’t answer, the man pressed his head a little deeper.

…This polite treatment was different from what I imagined.

Memories of the frontier I saw at that incident at the cabin.

The impression there was that this man was controlling Frondier like a puppet.

The reality may not be much different, but on the surface, Frontier was in the upper position. No, did Frontier make him think he was A and make him move as intended?

I opened my mouth. The silence was a bit long.

Before he got suspicious, I said what I had to say.

“Who are you calling Sogaju?”

I feigned arrogance and pride and spoke to him.

Sogaju of Roach It is, of course, Ajie’s share.

I don’t know if Frontier liked being called Sogaju, but he would have given this warning of course.

As expected, the guy nodded as if it was okay.

“sorry. That kind of future was visible to me. You keep making mistakes. “It was hasty.”

…It keeps happening.

I think it was more than once that I called Frondier Sogaju.

And judging by the fact that nothing much has happened so far, Frontier secretly liked the sound.

“But Mr. Frontier. “It seems you are slow in interpreting ancient languages.”

This man doesn’t know yet. The interpretation of the ancient language has been completed.

“Shouldn’t we bring down the daughter of the Li Xiae family?”

…It’s about Elodie.

“My thoughts changed. “That’s it.”

As I spoke, I looked at the man’s identity.

The fact that this kind of conversation worked means that Frontiere, no matter how stupid he was, knew the other person’s identity. It’s so frustrating because it’s not in my memory at all.

“Huh, that’s strange.”

A persistent voice flowed from the shadowed face.

“It was Frontier who asked me for a favor, right?”

…what?

Frontier asked for it? Didn’t this guy suggest it first?

“You hated that woman, right?”

His words wrapped around me like a snake.

This sweet scent can be felt somewhere. Perhaps he infused magic into his ‘remarks’.

However, it didn’t seem to work for me now, perhaps because it was aimed at the ‘original frontier’.

…a little chance. I was listening to him, pretending to be somewhat fascinated.

“Isn’t it disgusting to see him flaunting all his talents in front of you?”

Disparagement of Elodie. To me now, it just sounds unpleasant.

“Couldn’t you bear to show off in front of you?”

Perhaps because he believed in the effectiveness of magic, the man sharpened his expression little by little. To stimulate the frontier’s jealousy and inferiority.

good. Should I touch it?

“…you.”

I slowly opened my mouth.

“Be careful what you say.”

“…!”

As soon as the man heard me, he quickly lowered his head again.

“I’m sorry. That woman’s appearance is very unpleasant, so stop….”

“Don’t cross the line. “Have you forgotten who you are?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Who are you? “What are you here for?”

“I am Hagley of Cape Bay. “I stay by Frontier’s side to exclude potential enemies.”

“Don’t forget.”

Even as I spoke, I felt a feeling of discomfort filling my body.

…Mangot.

Exiles of the continent. And a group that is closer to the ‘outside’ than any other human being.

Frontier, that idiot touched Mangot.

Now that’s me though.

The reason Hagley is groveling before me like this right now is because of Ampere.

The original Frontier is someone I wouldn’t dare talk to or talk to properly.

“Then what about that woman now…?”

“Elodie is not my enemy.”

I couldn’t see Hagley’s face, but it seemed like he didn’t like what I said because he didn’t bother to answer me.

But it doesn’t matter. This had to be said. I don’t know what else this guy will do.

“Just as I exclude my potential enemies, I will also exclude Elodie’s enemies.”

* * *

At that same time, as Frontier expected, scouting was in full swing on campus.

In particular, talented and famous 2nd and 3rd year students could see themselves surrounded by 1st year students. The 3rd graders, who had more experience and skills, were significantly better than the 2nd graders.

The greatest example of this was Quinier de Viet.

“Senior Queenie! Please join our team…!”

“No, with us!”

As expected, Queenie was sitting in her seat and receiving enthusiastic suggestions from first-year students. The line is so long that it extends all the way outside the classroom.

Quinier’s mood was at its peak right now. Even now, he was hiding his proud smile with a fan.

Anne was watching with cold eyes next to her, but she didn’t dare open her mouth.

Yes, my friend is enjoying some popularity for the first time in a while, so what can I do? That doesn’t last long either.

However, Quinier consistently gave the same answer to each student who offered to scout him.

“sorry. “I have a prior contract.”

At these words, the first graders left with an obvious look of disappointment.

Hmm, Queenie’s nose seemed to be sticking up into the sky, and she was very proud.

Yes, this is normal.

Quinier de Viette, a merchant who founded his family single-handedly.

Insight comparable to foresight and computational ability comparable to that. Complete personal combat power and personal connections!

This is how a ‘little devil Queenie’ should be treated.

“…so?”

As the first graders returned and things became quiet due to Queenie’s continued refusal, Anne spoke up.

“huh?”

“Aren’t you going to be a ‘support unit’?”

Upperclassmen approve scouting of first-year students to participate in the final exam. These are called support units. It is not an official name, but a name that has been passed around in the mouths of students.

“What did you hear? “I have a prior agreement.”

“…without it.”

“What do you say you know?”

Queenie covered half of her face with a fan as she responded to Anne, who spoke with sallow lips.

Anne answered as if it was obvious.

“You know because I’m always with you. If you were offered a scouting job in advance, would you accept it right away given your personality? I look around here and there and choose the one that seems good. “I didn’t see any signs of that, but it’s strange that they suddenly said they had a prior engagement.”

Why is he so smart all of a sudden? Quinier narrowed her eyes peeking out from behind her fan.

Anne quietly looked at Quinier and then spoke.

“Frondier?”

“──Why does his name suddenly appear?”

Anne is smart and quick-witted.

“Well, no matter what, I won’t team up with Frontier. “Who would do such a crazy thing?”

But Anne shrugged her shoulders and organized her thoughts on her own.

‘Hey, are you feeling a little bad? ‘Why is that crazy?’

I can’t bring myself to say it out loud and just roll my eyes.

…Actually, there is no such thing as a prior agreement. Instead, Quinier unilaterally said something. To Malia, Frontier’s mother.

Frontier probably won’t be easy to scout. Despite his notoriety, it looks like he’s on the same team as Aten, but he doesn’t have a strong heart to withstand the weight of carrying out a mission together with the princess.

Elin is the strong candidate, but Elin won’t be able to participate in the final exam because of her internship. A good merchant never misses even the smallest details like this.

─I heard an announcement earlier calling Frondier to the health room.

Then, Malia will tell Frondier a message, and when Frondier comes to this classroom and offers to scout, all you have to do is accept it as if you have no choice. It’s perfect.

….

….

…But why don’t you come?

It seems like it’s been a while since the announcement calling Frontier to the health room, but there’s no sign of it coming.

“Uh hmm. then. “I’m in the bathroom.”

“Eh? Come with me.”

“It’s okay. “I think I’ll be there for a long time.”

“Ah… ahaha. sorry.”

Anne smiled sheepishly.

I felt bad because I knew what he was thinking, but I couldn’t really make an excuse, so Queenie just left.

Of course, the way to go is to the health center.

Coincidentally, she is sick to her stomach right now. I feel bloated. It feels like I’m being stabbed on the inside of my side and I have trouble breathing.

Isn’t this condition very good or dangerous ahead of the final exam?

So, is going to the health room an unavoidable choice of fate?

While walking like that, Queenie suddenly stopped. The inertia of her steps ended to the point where she found herself surprised.

“No, if you think about it, what am I doing? “You just have to go to class and wait.”

I think going to see Frontier now would be a bit of a hasty decision.

He’s probably still in the nurse’s office.

She turned around and went back the way she came.

Let’s just go to the bathroom like I told Anne. Suddenly a thought occurred to me.

…Quinier stopped again.

‘…what is this.’

Queenie squinted one of her eyes.

Since becoming the head of Viet, she has rarely changed her decisions.

I have never once been indecisive for some trivial reason.

The decision to go to the nurse’s office was clearly her will, there was a reason, and it was an action without hesitation.

However, I turned back my steps.

I just suddenly had that thought.

…Quinier. Wake.

Something is strange.

Quinier’s eye for people is comparable to that of Libra.

However, my eye for other ‘items’ has not yet reached that level.

He had an immature eye for distinguishing between fake and real, so he lost the bet with Frontier.

Quinier watched Frondier and continued studying traps and barriers.

Originally, I didn’t neglect that kind of study, but I couldn’t stand the idea of the girl I was trying to teach falling behind.

─Because.

I noticed.

‘Barrier of access obstruction.’

The moment I discovered its identity, the scent of Mana filled my nose.

A barrier to hinder access that Renzo previously used to kidnap Aten.

This place wasn’t as wide as the field, and the opponent was Queenie, so the barrier was discovered.

There is a barrier in place to prevent access to the nurse’s office. Someone is denying access to the nurse’s office.

why?

‘…Frondier is dangerous.’

Queenie’s steps became faster. Even if the identity of the barrier was known, the effect continued.

It felt quite dirty. Because it feels like I’m constantly rejecting my own will.

However, if you try to break it by force, you will be caught by the person who created this barrier. Fortunately, since we know that it is a barrier, the effect is halved.

And when I reached the front of the nurse’s office.

Queenie discovered an unexpected person.

There was someone who arrived before Quinier.

The person was in front of the nurse’s office door, just staring at the door.

It’s as if you can see the other side of the door with just that.

No, no. She is listening to the conversation inside the door.

“…Elodie?”

When Queenie muttered something barely audible, Elodie slowly moved her head.

The gaze that checked Queenie was shaking as if she had heard something she shouldn’t have heard.