The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 8

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 8 Chapter

2 Branch in the Coffin Mystiltain (4)

I played with the dagger a few times. Weight and balance everything is the same as the original weave.

I’ll have to test it to see if the sharpness of the blade is the same, but it’s probably pretty similar.

‘But it’s constantly consuming mana.’

Black cloth is a substance that becomes solid when force is applied.

It requires continuous magical power to maintain its form.

Frontier’s mana amount is at the level of an ordinary person.

It’s not that big by Constell’s student standards, but it should be able to be maintained without difficulty during one battle.

The pros and cons of weaving made with black cloth are completely reversed from those of regular weaving.

Weapons made from weaving appear in reality only at the moment of contact, so they cannot directly block an opponent’s attack.

If I do that, the opponent’s attack will break through the weave and kill me.

Moreover, if you don’t cut it at once, it disappears again, making it difficult to inflict proper damage.

On the other hand, since Black Heaven is a real weapon, regular weapon techniques can be used as is.

You can block normally, you can hit, or you have the option of pushing forward even if you are blocked for a moment.

However, Black Heaven continues to consume mana as long as it is maintained as a weave, and because it is tangible, it is visible to enemies.

Depending on the situation, it may be necessary to distinguish between regular weaving and black weaving.

“…then.”

I swallowed nervously. It can be said that the real deal begins now.

Currently, I have the famous sword ‘Gram’ in my workshop.

Witnessing Gram in person was an unexpected benefit.

As soon as I saw Ampere’s Gram, I put the image into the workshop.

When the black cloth dagger was placed on the frame and the weave was unraveled, it naturally returned to liquid and was placed in the frame. And then put your hand on it again.

This time, it is not an ordinary dagger, but a replica of the hero’s sword.

─If this is possible, it will be a step forward in conquering this world.

Weaving (織造) Black River (黑川)

Grade – Legendary

Gram

Mana’s thread stretched towards Black River.

Engraving the images and structures was simple.

[Gram]

Grade: Legendary

Description: A famous sword used by Sigurd. The achievements of heroes and weapons are outstanding, surpassing several divine positions.

Ability Details >

– Dragon Slayer Sword: Kill a dragon and collect its blood. Attack power against dragons is greatly strengthened and gives fear to dragons of ‘Unique’ grade or lower.

And complete.

Up to this point, it’s Frontier’s pure talent, so there’s nothing else to get in the way.

The problem is

“…ugh!”

The moment I held the woven gram in my hand, I felt a tremendous sense of dizziness and nausea.

Mana exhaustion. I couldn’t last only 3 seconds and canceled the weaving.

“Sigh! Cough, cluck…!”

Dry cough is repeated. I feel like all the moisture in my body is burning away.

But even in the midst of my pain, hope emerged.

“It’s so cool…! Cough!”

Yes. The weaving itself was a success. It just requires an absurd amount of mana.

“Whew… I need to think of a way to increase my mana.”

The fastest way is to wear an artifact. However, artifacts that increase mana are overly expensive.

Even if they are from the Roach family, they are especially sensitive to expensive items.

If I were Ajie, I would tolerate that kind of spending.

I can’t because I’m a frontier.

“Then let’s go with the simple and ignorant method for now.”

There is one more way to increase mana storage. Just like before, all mana is consumed.

When mana runs out, the body grows mana to prevent further exhaustion. Just like a muscle.

In fact, most characters in Etius do not know this method.

First of all, the amount of mana increased is very small compared to the item or divine power. Just as muscle growth is not immediately visible when you exercise.

And using up all of your mana is a taboo that should not be done according to common sense.

Since you never know when and where danger will strike, it is very dangerous to have mana, which is like a lifeline, empty.

But whatever.

I know it increases mana, so there’s no reason not to do it.

Once my mana is restored, I plan to weave Gram a few more times and repeat mana depletion to increase my mana.

…But this method also has limitations.

In the end, you need items.

“…Quinier.”

That is the conclusion that is ultimately drawn. Making a deal with Quinier de Viette.

She is the only transaction route I can have.

However, since I don’t have any money, I have to replace what I can sell with something else.

Of course, making friends comes first.

Let’s think about how to appease her.

“Anyway, how do you carry this-”

I stopped mid-sentence. My fingertips were shaking.

As I looked at it in wonder, the tremors soon crawled up my arms and spread through my whole body.

“What is this?”

This is a fear like no other.

At first, I didn’t even know that the feeling that took over my body so suddenly was fear.

There is nothing around. There is no medium to trigger fear.

‘…no.’

An empty space where there was nothing and no one until a moment ago.

The middle of the void split open, as if a curtain was slowly being opened.

Someone slowly squeezes through the gap.

“you.”

A little boy with black wings spread.

Golden eyes turn to me. The illusion of eyes full of disgust and contempt entering my throat and tearing them apart.

Fear rises.

I quickly scanned the boy’s appearance with what little reason I had left.

‘I’m not human. It’s God. One of the gods that exists in this game ‘Etius’. But who is it? Just by looking at its appearance, it is one of Greek or Norse mythology. Remember, the golden-eyed, black-winged god in the form of a boy…!’

It is not easy for a god to descend in the world of Etius.

This is something that requires considerable preparation, even from God’s point of view. Nevertheless, despite all these obstacles, he appeared in front of me.

‘Could it be because I used black cloth to weave it?’

If we had set in advance that weaving would exist in reality as a ‘condition’ for advent.

It must be said that preparations for the descent were made from the beginning.

And if that’s true.

This god knew that the weaving would affect reality.

I don’t know yet, but weaving is that dangerous to this god.

The god in the form of a boy opened his mouth.

Even though I couldn’t hear it, and even if I could hear it, I couldn’t understand God’s language, I somehow

felt like God was saying,

“I must have done it.”

God just snapped his fingers. At the same time, my right hand lifted up as it pleased.

Frontier Unique Skill

Weaving

Workshop Rank 1

– Normal

Iron Dagger

My hands weaved as they pleased.

The tip of the blade I made was pointed towards me.

‘This bastard is trying to kill me…!’

He is trying to control my body and kill me with his own hands.

A perfect disguise for suicide that leaves no evidence.

My right hand just trembles and does not obey my will at all.

The blade gradually got closer.

I bit my molars to give myself strength.

…uh?

You can bite your molars.

I changed my mind. It cannot be resisted by force.

I am not just a human or even a named person, but an ordinary person. Defying God itself is reckless.

So what I need to do is make him stop his actions on his own.

While I can still bite my teeth.

While I was still able to open my mouth.

I meet golden eyes that look at me coldly.

I moved my lips as if trying to smother the breath that was escaping.

“──Thanatos.”

My words were barely audible.

But this god of a bitch will understand.

If you’re a god, you should do that much.

[…!]

Golden eyes widen.

At the same time, the boy’s body moves away from me.

The blade coming towards me stopped.

“omg! “Huh huh huh!!”

I regained my freedom and let out a rough breath.

I almost died…!

[──!]

The god in the form of a boy shouted at me with a mixture of confusion and anger.

I don’t understand what you’re talking about, you idiot.

Then he looked like he was thinking about something and was thinking about it.

He bites his lower lip, glances at me once, and walks through the narrow gap.

Soon the gap closed and my room became my usual room.

“…Did you go?”

I relaxed and went limp.

Thanatos, the god of death in Greek mythology.

However, in Etius, it is not ‘death itself’ as described in the original myth.

Although he is a powerful and high-ranking god, it does not mean that death disappears without him. Even though he presides over death, he can also die.

Anyway, I was lucky to guess the identity.

The appearance of a boy with golden eyes and black wings.

There aren’t that many scenes with all three characteristics, but I had to risk my life to film them.

The most important basis is the method of murder.

If God manipulates the human body and causes it to kill itself, as just before, it becomes a suicide that leaves no trace.

He is like Thanatos, the god of death.

Among the gods, only a very small number of people know Thanatos’ face. Some of them are gods higher than Thanatos.

I just took a picture, but it wouldn’t look that way to Thanatos.

That I know Thanatos’ face. From Thanatos’ perspective, it would seem that I have a close connection with another high-ranking god.

That’s why it’s dangerous to kill me carelessly now.

I said his name because I wanted you to think that way.

…Still, what I can say is.

I was really lucky.

“…It feels like a huge crisis, but it also feels like a huge opportunity.”

The reason they tried to kill me was definitely because of ‘weaving.’

I don’t know why weaving offended God.

There has never been a time in the history of Etius where humans have influenced the emotions of a god.

“Could it be that the reason Frontier doesn’t have divine power is because he is hated by God?”

…Have I gone too far?

To begin with, there are only a few people with divine power, so perhaps Frontier is not hated by all the gods.

Anyway, this ability called weaving may be more dangerous and powerful than I thought.

“but.”

I glanced down at my hands. The tremors won’t subside.

I mocked myself.

“You need to get used to fear.”

I don’t know how effective my bluff will be.

Thanatos won’t be able to just ask the other high-ranking gods, so it will buy him a lot of time.

Until then, you should do what you can to prepare.

* * *

‘Frondier.’

Quinier thought about him in the classroom.

Frontier de Roach. The second son of the Roach family.

Now that I was a third year student at Constell, I thought that the only person who cared about the Roach family was Azie.

I learned the name Frontier only after he entered school.

I knew that Ajie had a younger brother, but I didn’t think it would be a big deal.

I looked for information just in case, but found nothing. The information that he was very lazy and indolent was unique and highly credible.

“What are you thinking about Queenie?”

A friend next to me speaks.

Queenie looked at her vaguely.

“What do you think of Anne Frontier?”

“what? No way, seeing Queenie Frontier’s face! Have you finally felt that fresh feeling? Did you just feel it? Sweet and sour and sweet…!”

“I’m asking for information.”

“also?”

Anne laughed.

“Frondier um well. I heard you only sleep during class. “It seems like that’s not the case these days.”

“Constel, other than what everyone knows.”

“I only know what everyone knows.”

Hmm, that’s right.

There’s no way Anne knows much about Frontier.

Instead, Quinier asked a different question.

“You know what happened a while ago, right? “Frondier broke the transparent tube that stored Mystiltein.”

“Oh, you know! “It was very noisy a few days ago.”

“What do you think about that?”

“About that action?”

“huh.”

Anne tilted her head and smiled brightly.

She answered brightly.

“That was reckless! “It was stupid!”

“…hmm.”

okay. This is the public’s assessment of the frontier of the incident at the time.

Even if he said he did it for his father, what if he really was sick of it?

What father would want to see his son die?

‘But to me, he seemed full of confidence.’

Actually, it must have been like that. Otherwise, you would do something like that without fear.

-I’ve never been afraid of anything like that.

“Foot.”

Queenie laughed. This is my first time seeing someone say that.

Even more so, in a place where people loved by all kinds of famous gods gathered in one place.

Absolutely fearless.

“Okay, I’ve decided.”

“What?”

“I have to have what I want.”

Queenie speaks with shining eyes as she crosses her arms and thinks in her head.

Seeing that scene, Anne was thinking to herself, ‘Is Queenie really the Frondier?’