The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 84

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 84

Chapter 24 Tayvon (6)

Sanders saw the scene clearly.

The moment he shouted ‘Fire’, an arrow too large to be called an arrow pierced the monster to the point where it was difficult to see.

‘Outside’ monsters are of a different class. No matter how low-level they are, it is not easy for ordinary soldiers to even cut that skin.

Therefore, the archers’ shooting only slows the pace a little and does not have much significance in reducing the number of enemies.

But what is that?

It is too large to be called an arrow, and its flashy sides are too flashy to be considered a ballista, so it pierces through the monsters and disappears.

Sanders saw the starting point. I saw a man who pierced through the monster in one go and prepared to fire another shot.

I thought it was just a kid. I thought a child who couldn’t tell heaven and earth had come to die.

You will see the corpse of a child who is not even an adult yet. I had that thought.

However, at this moment, the boy stands more confidently and proudly than anyone else.

And he also

looked very sleepy.

Meanwhile, Selena, who was next to her, was trying hard not to show it.

‘It’s so different from what I heard….’

The information was so wrong.

I heard that Frontier is definitely a combination of laziness, incompetence, and inferiority complex.

Mangot’s information was never wrong.

So, by Selena’s standards, today is the first. It was useless information.

‘I thought it was because of my mood when I was in the guest room.’

Selena remembers the life shown by Frontier in the guest room.

Of course, that itself was scary. Not a lot, but a little bit.

However, the source of the fear was ‘firecrackers’.

Cape Cod raised the possibility that the owner of the fireworks at the time of the sighting in Constell was Frondier. But that’s just what they said, no one really thought that way.

However, Frontier mentioned ‘fireworks’ in the guest room.

An arrow was shown in front of Selena.

‘What is incompetence and what is inferiority complex?’

At least, it was a word that was very far from the frontier we see now.

but.

‘…You look sleepy. huh.’

There was something that could be guessed about laziness.

* * *

It was possible to wipe out the invading monsters now. Because I have ‘firecrackers’.

Since the purpose is to hinder the restoration of the barrier, the monsters outside are still small. Because of this, it was even easier to kill them all.

“die! “Die, you bastards!”

“You damn bastards!”

I didn’t do that.

The prisoners near the castle gate under the wall were already in the battlefield, with blood and flesh splattering around.

The door was now open. The condition of the barrier was so bad that it was decided to open the door and guide the monster’s path. This was possible because the size of the monsters was small now.

My current goal is to level up the weaving itself. To level up your weaving, you can either weave a new high-grade weapon or do a lot of simultaneous weaving. So ‘firecrackers’ were not very effective.

And above all, most of the prisoners here are on death row. Those who were going to die anyway just died.

I briefly saw the faces of the prisoners. I worry about whether my feelings will change as I will witness many casualties from now on.

‘…I’m not sure.’

I do not know. People are dying before my eyes and I hear screams. I don’t even know if my heart is rippled by that, or if I’m shocked, but I’m trying hard to pretend it’s not the case.

However, I made a discovery that was completely different from my original intention.

Among the faces of the prisoners who had nothing to do with me, there was one face I recognized.

‘…Grobel.’

‘Indus’ seeks to eliminate discrimination. I saw Grobel, a mercenary hired by the Indus Serph.

Since the ostensible leader of the cabin incident was Grobel, he took most of the blame. The result is this.

“Sigh! omg! Huh…!”

Grobel was literally fighting like crazy. In his right hand, he was holding a scimitar about the length of his arm.

It was very curved, meaning it had a high degree of curvature. It was the shape of a commonly known half moon.

A lot of time has passed since the cabin incident, but is he still alive? At Tavern, that alone is a big deal.

Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

At that time, something huge came in through the main gate of the wall.

Green skin, as tall as two adult men, strange lower molars sticking out of the mouth.

It was a troll.

“Kill! Cut down everything you see in front of you!”

The prisoners rushed towards him, shouting whether they were orders or words to themselves.

It was the same with Grobel. The guy moved to get in front of the troll’s right leg.

Naturally, he didn’t see the troll’s club rising above him.

“…Tsk.”

I clicked my tongue, made a ‘gram’ out of weaving, and shot it. Although the mana is gone in vain, this is enough to blow away the troll in one blow.

Gram spun around and decapitated the troll. It was deeply embedded in the castle gate and disappeared.

A troll who suddenly collapsed like that.

Grobel, embarrassed, looked at the troll’s severed head and turned his head around.

Grobel, who was looking around like that, suddenly raised his gaze. His eyes landed on me.

It was hard to see his expression clearly from a distance, but he clearly recognized me.

* * *

After all the monsters outside were cleared, the remaining knights checked the number of dead people.

In front of the main gate, it was difficult to find buried human corpses while kicking away various monsters.

Most of the dead were prisoners. Those who survived were again taken to prison under the control of soldiers and knights.

Grobel also managed to survive and was in the procession being taken in. None of the prisoners had faces that looked as if they were alive, but Grobel’s eyes were still clear.

That determination may be what kept Grobel alive.

“okay. “There was a part of me that believed in it.”

The driver came next to me. This was the man who bet I was dead today.

“You seem to be in a good mood. “I would have lost my bet.”

“Uh oh. I lost my money. still.”

The man looked around. We checked the faces of the knights examining the corpses, the knights managing the prisoners, and the knights checking the weapons.

“No one really died.”

“….”

That’s right. No one died. At least among the knights.

So far, I guess I’m winning the bet.

“There are already friends within the knights. “I think I paid some money just to be able to see them tomorrow.”

The driver left, giggling like that.

It was still a shallow laugh and a shallow tone of voice.

I asked behind his back.

“…I’m sorry, but what’s your name?”

“Huh?”

The driver spoke as if leaving without stopping or turning his head.

“This is Hector Dutoit. “It is a name that will be passed down throughout the continent in the future.”

Hector… Hector.

I racked my brain to see if I recognized that name.

And I knew.

Hector the white lion.

‘…Son of Ridwi.’

Hector introduced himself as ‘Dutoit’, but he was clearly the son of Lydwi von Urfa.

And he takes over from Ridwi, who has resigned from his position, and manages this tavern.

The white lion Hector is seen roaring in front of a large number of monsters.

As he said, it is truly a name that will be passed down across the continent for a long time.

* * *

I headed to the prison.

“A meeting?”

The officer in charge asked back as if he had heard something strange.

“yes. it can not?”

“no. “No, but the driver never visited me.”

It seemed like I was already considered a knight within the prison.

Is it because he went into this battle?

“Who are you looking for?

“This is a man named Grobel.”

“What is your relationship?”

I laughed.

“He’s like a bitter enemy.”

“Haha, you see. Come this way.”

The officer guided me gently.

I’m being honest, so it’s not my responsibility.

As I sat across from the blocked glass window, Grobel soon opened the door and came in.

Grobel frowned as soon as he saw my face.

He sat down on the chair and picked up the phone.

[What is it, young master?]

You remember me. I smiled.

“He was alive.”

It wasn’t a particularly teasing tone, but Grobel rolled his eyes.

[Do you think you will fall behind? I have a younger brother. You never die in a place like this.]

Yes, that’s right.

This guy has a younger brother named Rockbell.

That guy named Rockbell was also guilty of stabbing me, but was found not guilty after it was revealed that Serf had manipulated him.

However, during the altercation, Rockbell had already been sent to Tavern.

[I don’t know what happened to my younger brother because he was brought here right after he was captured.]

“He probably went to an orphanage.”

From what I heard, Grobel and Rockbell had no parents. The only person who raised Rockbell was his older brother, Grobel. Since he was in prison, it was natural for Rockbell to go to the orphanage.

[I can’t believe it.]

I tilted my head as I heard those words spit out like I was gritting my teeth.

“Children are treated well at Constel. Besides, Rockbell was innocent. “There won’t be any problem.”

[That’s not it. Gregory, that bastard is the problem.]

Gregory.

It occurred to me that the name sounded familiar somewhere.

He was in charge of reconnaissance and spying within the Indus. He has a knack for manipulating animals and conveys various information to Indus through their eyes and ears.

“How do you know Gregory?”

Grobel is just a mercenary hired by Serf. Gregory, a member of Indus, probably doesn’t know.

[Serf introduced Gregory to us when he hired our mercenary group. He showed me that ability and said that it would be helpful if I had to run away. Well, now I know it’s all bullshit.]

Tsk, Grobel clicked his tongue.

I asked again.

“But why Gregory? Wasn’t he just moving as a crow at the time and he was in a safe place? “Aren’t you working in the Indus again?”

Grobel asked my question back.

[Don’t you know? Gregory went to Serph’s residence without knowing he was dead and was caught. Of course, the controlling crow was caught. So I’m looking for him, but he hasn’t been caught yet.]

He hasn’t been caught.

I frowned at those words.

[Then you are a fugitive. Indus is good at cutting tails, so they won’t accept it.]

During the hut incident, the only Indus members were Serf and Gregory.

Serph is dead and Gregory is on the run. Indus will not leave Gregory alone, as he knows the true situation of Indus, so he is probably being criticized by both the police and Indus.

[That’s right. At least the one in the center is definitely black.]

Since Gregory can dig up information about his surroundings, he also knows places that his surroundings cannot reach. He must have avoided other people’s eyes with the help of animals.

“So you think Gregory will approach Rockbell?”

[Yes. The money Serph gave me for the request is now gone, right? I am the only one who knows the location of the money. But there’s no way Gregory would know about that, so when money gets tight, he might remember the money I received and go to my brother.] I didn’t

like that bastard from the beginning. It’s been since the crow’s mouth was screaming behind my back… Grobel was talking intently even without asking.

He talks better than I expected.

I guess it was because of me that they came to Tavern, but the hostility towards me was lower than I expected.

Or maybe something else comes into my head because of my younger brother’s work.

hmm. I racked my brain for a moment.

Grobel seems to be quite worried about his younger brother, and this could be a good deal for me.

However, since the receiver in the visiting room records all phone calls, you cannot spout nonsense.

But Grobel is a person from the back world. There’s probably a good way to do it.

I looked at Grobel with the ‘Analysis’ skill.

[Grobel]

– Former leader of the mercenary group ‘Regid’. He was hired by ‘Indus’ member ‘Serf Daniel’, but is currently caught and is serving time in prison.

– He cherishes his younger brother ‘Rockbell’ very much.

– I learned ‘sign language’ and ‘lip reading’ to communicate confidentially with Indus members.

also.

I moved my head slightly, hiding my face from the guard behind Grobel’s back.

I moved naturally, but if I keep doing this I’ll get caught, so let’s talk quickly.

-Shall we make a deal with Grobel?

I only moved my mouth without making a sound.

Grobel’s eyes widened.

-I will protect my younger brother, so help him get out of the barrier.