The Academy’s Weapon Replicator Chapter 533

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Chapter 533

Chapter 145: Changcheon (2)

Frondier approached Ajie cautiously.

‘……are you okay.’

It hasn’t been decided yet.

Even if everyone has come to a conclusion.

Until I check it─

Towering.

Frondier stretched out his hand towards Ajie, but his hand stopped in midair, just like Malia’s.

It was a strange feeling. Normally there was no resistance at all against the wall.

In Frontier’s perception, the hand is constantly stretched out, but in the end, it is not stretched out.

If I had to say, it felt like Atji was avoiding the path that Frondia was reaching out to.

It’s a phenomenon that most people can’t understand, but Frontier was able to make some guesses.

‘Is this another world…?’

Atji is visible now, but somehow it feels like it is not located in this world.

Frontier stays in this world, and so does his hand. So even if he can be seen, even if he extends his hand, it will not reach At Jie on the other side.

This is why I don’t know if he’s dead or alive.

More than anything,

‘… … This is not Pantemonium.’

One of the possibilities that Atjie might be alive has been dashed.

Frondi swallowed without realizing it. It was because he was nervous.

Slowly, the reality he had been ignoring began to creep up on him.

The reason Frontier is maintaining his composure right now is not because of his strong mentality. Not because there is a solution.

I’m just looking away.

I gather all kinds of difficult possibilities and come up with a new hypothesis. When one family falls apart, another one comes to mind.

The thinking goes into less probable and unproven territory. From there, it is already a realm of delusion to prove that Atjie is alive.

But there is a very simple and clear conclusion here.

Atji died.

His head was spinning just to deny that one thing, that one thing.

How long has it been since then?

“… … Frontier.”

All kinds of magicians and healers, including the police, gathered to collect Atjie’s body, but in the end, they gave up and returned because they couldn’t touch it.

Malia was in a state of collapse when Frontier met her, but now she has come together a lot.

After crying for a while, Malia heard about the situation and gave instructions to the family to investigate. He talked with other wizards and teachers about the situation of not being able to touch At Jie’s body.

What kind of magic is that, and is it even magic? How much does the imperial palace understand about this situation?

In addition, Atjie was able to calm down enough to check the surroundings of the place where he collapsed and discuss what had happened.

… … for that long time.

Frondier was looking at Ajie with stiff, dry eyes, without saying a word.

“Let’s go back, Frontier.”

Malia said.

Malia was the one who broke down when she first encountered Frontier, but she is much better now.

The problem wasn’t her.

“… … “I will stay here.”

“Frondier… … .”

Malia’s sad voice.

She cried a lot. After crying, she was able to come to her senses. She was able to accept reality and prepare herself to move forward.

It’s not the frontier.

He hasn’t cried yet.

Probably, he will not cry even until the moment he dies.

During that long time, Frondier continued─

“it’s okay.”

Frondier speaks in a dry voice.

“I’ll be back soon.”

“… … .”

The current state of Frontier is dire.

He flew at full speed, spitting out all his mana. Although it may not be a case of mana exhaustion, there is extreme mental and physical fatigue.

Unlike Malia, who had pulled herself together with the help of those around her, he remained motionless throughout this long period of time.

Frontier was like that, as if everything would be over if they lifted even one finger.

Malia looked at Frondier like that, thinking that she should somehow feed him something, so she opened her mouth, but then closed it again.

After a few, very small breaths, Malia said.

“… … I’ll be waiting at the mansion.”

“yes.”

Malia spoke with calmness, but more than that, with ruthlessness, and walked away.

Frontier does not yet know how to bear grief. This was something Malia couldn’t tell you. How to deal with it varies from person to person.

Frontier needs time. If he thinks so himself, Malia will only respect it.

When Malia took a few steps at a slow pace.

“… … “It’s okay.”

She heard Frondier’s voice.

Malia thought it was a voice calling to her, so she turned around, but Frondier was still in that same position, frozen like wood.

Just the voice.

“are you okay.”

It passed by Malia’s ear like a gust of wind on a thread.

“I’m not hurt.”

What that meant, she couldn’t figure out.

* * *

Atzi de Roach died.

The eldest son of the Roach family, the pinnacle of spearmanship, Constell is the envy of all warriors.

… … Sword, Ajie.

His death shocked the empire, and rumors arose about his death among the citizens.

This confusion spread to Pro Headquarters, Constellation, and the Imperial Palace.

However, the deeper you go into the interior of the imperial palace, the deeper you get.

A deep silence that seemed to suffocate all the courtiers in the palace was established.

Deep inside where the Emperor, Empress, and Princess reside.

From here, all the noise outside seems to run away.

“majesty. “It’s already been two days.”

“That’s right. “Please open the door.”

“majesty… … !”

In front of the gate of Philiteurs.

There, the subjects are calling her with earnest faces.

For two days, Empress Fili had been locked in her room without eating or drinking anything. Her subjects were just stamping their feet in sorrow.

Around the end of the day yesterday, one of the subjects attempted to force the door open.

But his loyal heart towards the Empress was admirable.

As the subject struggled to force the lock open,

After Fili himself opened the door and blew away his subjects with magic,

I went back in and locked the door.

Afterwards, the subjects simply shouted ‘Your Majesty!’ and no one dared to enter.

And this did not only apply to his subjects.

“……mom.”

smart.

Aten knocks cautiously on Philly’s room.

But there was no answer from within.

Until now, unless he was absent, Fili had never once ignored Aten.

But this time, there was only cold silence after the knock.

No one can approach Phillie now.

If we were to simply consider her position and authority, Emperor Terst would be able to see her, but the Emperor knew Fili’s intentions and kept her quiet.

Outside Phillie’s room, a voice is heard calling her desperately.

However, Philly sat on the chair in the room without answering.

Tap, tap.

He drums his fingers on the table in front of him.

The tapping, which was a mess at first, stained with regret and resentment, became steady like a metronome as time passed. Even Philly himself didn’t feel it.

If anyone had been around Philly, whoever it was, they would have known that the steady rhythm of his finger tapping was not normal.

She taps her fingers every second.

It repeats exactly without making an error of even 0.1 second.

Without any meaning.

‘… … If there is such a thing as an unavoidable fate.’

If such a thing really exists.

Phil’s prediction was undoubtedly a superior version of that.

Because she could change the visions she saw.

Fili was able to avoid danger in advance due to the ominous feeling he felt. Her foresight has greatly helped her to secure her power and her foundation as empress so far.

Even if it is only a feeling, the feeling is real, and Phil has had the experience of escaping danger on many occasions.

So she,

‘… … ‘When I saw that.’

An unbearable regret was covering my body.

Her foresight grew stronger.

Not just a sensation, but something that can be seen with all five senses.

She saw the man collapse in front of Malia, and she saw Malia crying.

I didn’t know if the man was Frondier, Azier, or someone else, but it didn’t matter.

I was able to save it.

Because her foresight is a foresight that can be changed.

Because it’s not like it’s some kind of prediction that can’t be changed.

But if you can change it, you can’t.

‘… … What on earth have you done? Fili terst.’

At the point where no excuses could be made, Phil was pushed to the edge.

‘If only I had better judgement.’

Where did I make a mistake?

What information did you need to know?

What should I prepare for and what measures should I take?

Knock, knock, knock.

The tapping of fingers becomes more precise.

Fili’s eyes gradually become unfocused.

No matter how hard I rack my brain, I can’t come up with an answer.

What should I have known, where did I go astray?

Yeah, I get it now.

This is something I cannot answer because I am a Philistine.

Because we are human.

He doesn’t know because he’s a dull and stupid person who can’t stop it even if he sees it in advance.

If only I focused everything I had on reading the future.

If all thoughts were moved in accordance with calculation and response.

For ‘Fili Terst’, humanity was unnecessary.

Even if you throw away that, this won’t happen,

Boo-woong─

“!”

Phil was surprised. The tapping of his fingers stopped.

Her phone was ringing.

She had set her phone to mute all notifications. She didn’t want to hear anything, and she didn’t want to be disturbed.

But whatever her mind may be,

There was just one person she absolutely had to accept.

At least that one person should not be avoided and should be punished.

Phil looked at the screen of his phone.

‘Frontier.’

I naturally sighed at the name.

“… … Phew.”

You have to say it.

I said I had a premonition.

Even though I knew, I couldn’t stop it.

Phil took the phone with trembling hands and put it to his ear.

“……yes.”

A short voice indicating that a call has been answered.

Frondier said to him.

[Mr. Philly.]

In that one word.

Phillie bent over like a doll with all the breath gone.

My fingers trembled as if the phone was about to break, and I gritted my teeth to prevent Frondier from noticing my breath that seemed to be escaping.

[help.]

Frontier said:

Please help me.

You’re saying this without knowing the situation in Philly.

This is what you say without knowing that Yejiro has already seen it all.

‘……okay.’

However, if Frontier wants help.

Even if it is already too late, if Frondia says so.

I can help.

This time, let’s not make that mistake again.

She can pour everything she has into making the optimal calculation.

Fili Terst is a human being who can do that.

[Mr. Philly. I need you.]

But Frontier spoke as if he knew what was on Philly’s mind.

[We need the wisdom of His Majesty Fili Terst.]

“… … Wisdom, you say?”

What does this mean?

What on earth does Frontier know to say something like this?

[Because I am a human who lacks wisdom.]

Philly says things as if he knows what he’s trying to do, and as if he’s trying to get in the way of it.

“… … Me too, Frontier. I am a man without wisdom.”

Philly failed.

Frontier is not someone you should lend wisdom to.

So I tried to throw it all away.

[It’s not like that.]

However, Frontier simply denied it.

[Now, I don’t fight alone.]

“… … !”

─You always fight alone, you human sloth, Frontier.

Something Philly once said.

It became a teaching, as if it were still engraved in me.

Unable to say anything, Fili tapped the table again with his fingers, as was his habit.

… … Thuk, thud.

However, the beat is a mess.

Phil’s eyes slowly began to come back into focus.

And the tapping fingers stopped immediately.

“… … What do you plan on doing? Frontier.”

I clenched my fist.

fantasy,