The Academy’s Weapon Replicator Chapter 547

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 547

Chapter 147 Nastrond (7)

Agoris Continent, Atlas.

There was an unusual commotion here just now.

“… … So now, Mr. Frontier has returned to his hometown.”

In the classroom, Principal Karla explained to the students.

Students sigh and let out a sigh as soon as they hear it. Just this reaction alone shows how much Frondeer is trusted by the students.

“Then what about Ms. Elodie?”

“Mr. Elodie is a promising magician and often travels for business.”

Carla explained it with the feeling that she wasn’t lying.

… … No, to be honest, no matter how you think about it, the explanation that ‘the family’s health has worsened’ cannot be said to be true.

‘I said my brother passed away…’ … .’

The news that Carla heard from Elodie and the others. It is said that Frondia flew to the previous continent as soon as she heard the story.

Of course, Carla doesn’t know who Atjie is.

So, even more so, I don’t know what Frondia is thinking.

No matter what sympathy you have, what Frontier feels is several times more.

“So when are you coming back?”

“… … Umm. I do not know.”

When will Frontier return? This is unknown to Carla.

Frondier has already left for the continent. Gregory cannot send the crow across the continent.

I wonder when Frontier will return.

No, will it come back?

‘… … Let’s focus on work now. It’s none other than Mr. Frontier. You don’t have to worry.’

Carla shook off her thoughts and looked around at her students.

“So, for the time being, I will be taking over Professor Frondia’s mana theory class. It will only be a short time, but please take good care of me.”

She decided to take charge of Frontier’s mana theory.

There are other magic teachers, but Frondia has been quietly raising the level of her students. The only one who can proceed with ease is the headmaster.

“… … teacher.”

Then someone raised their hand.

It was Basileo.

“What about magic warfare classes? Has it been cancelled?”

Frontier originally taught three classes.

Mana theory, combat theory, magic warfare.

Here, Carla is in charge of mana theory, and Aster was previously in charge of combat theory.

This leaves one left. The use of horse warfare is an elective subject.

I wonder if it was cancelled because it was an elective and not very important.

“Ah, that class—”

To Basileo, who thought so, Carla gave an unexpected answer.

* * *

“Hmm, my name is Ludovic and I will be teaching the magic swordsmanship class starting today. Nice to meet you.”

Ludovic spoke in front of the students gathered in the horse fighting class.

Basileo, Pielot, Aias, Glaucus. The four looked at Ludovic with blank expressions.

Glaucus tilted his head.

“… … nice to see you.”

“hmm.”

Ludovic pulled at his lips as if he was slightly stung.

As you go through Atlas, you will become familiar with the faces of your teachers even if you don’t attend class. However, this is the first time Glaucus has seen Ludovic’s face.

It’s only natural. He’s a hastily prepared substitute. Ludovic doesn’t do anything else but this class.

Pierlot said with half-closed eyes.

“… … Mr. Ludovic.”

“Call me teacher.”

“… … .”

Pielot let out a deep sigh and spoke again.

“Zodiac, Ludovic de Fabre.”

“P, Pielot!”

Ludovic shouts in panic.

Not knowing what it means, the remaining three look at each other and share their doubts.

“Zodiac?”

“What is the Zodiac? Pielot.”

Aias asked, and Pielot said.

“To put it simply, it’s like a paladin.”

“Paladin? “The 12 Knights of Palma?”

“okay. But there is something similar on the continent where I am. 12 Imperial Soldiers.”

He opened his mouth.

Roadbig.

“P, Pielot! If you say something like that… …!”

“continent?”

“Empire?!”

Basileo, Aias, and Glaucus each approached Pielot with shining eyes.

“As expected, there it is! Another continent!”

“Pierrot is from there? Somehow! I thought it was a family name I’d never heard of before, despite his outstanding skills!”

“An empire! Did you just say empire? “Is there an emperor there?”

Everyone is only talking about themselves.

Before Pierlot could even answer, they were exploding with imagination among themselves.

Rodvik said with a puzzled face.

“Pielot! What are you thinking, saying things like that? … !”

“Mr. Roadbig.”

Pierlot called him with a contrasting calm face.

“Please look at this.”

Pierlot turned around.

Hold the scabbard, lower your stance and raise the auror.

Spot!

And a blow that splits the air.

Ultra-fast feet that do not allow the sword to come out of the scabbard or be retrieved… … .

“… … It looks like it, but it’s not. “This is an Auror.”

Ludovic was impressed.

You can cut by just shooting auras while holding a sword. And you don’t even move your hands. It’s an advanced technique that only shoots auras without any cutting or retrieving movements.

‘It’s really amazing. Even I, if only this attack could be repeated.’

Sssssut!

A triple strike that stops Ludovic’s thoughts.

Pierlot slashed the air three times in that pose, then released his pose again.

At that time, Ludovic was speechless and was looking at Pielot.

There Pierlot said:

“These three.”

Pierlot pointed to the three students with his finger.

“Please consider me as someone of equal skill.”

“……what?”

Ludovic’s eyes changed and he looked at the three.

A person of equal skill as Pierlot.

You can’t judge everything with just one technique that shoots auras in succession.

However, Ludovic knows very well that a high-level technique has numerous prerequisites.

“It will help.”

When Pierlot said that, Ludovic knew what he meant.

“… … “Are you aware of the situation?”

“I don’t know much about it. But I’ve been in something similar to war before.”

Numerous demon clouds came and countless Pielots were cut down and killed.

At that time, Pielot was clearly prepared to die, and yet he came back alive.

“If it smells similar, you can smell it to that extent.”

“……Right.”

Ludovic nodded.

He looked at three other students.

“Are you guys really strong?”

The three said with a grin.

“no!”

* * *

After Frondeer left Agoris.

“We see that the coming of God is at hand.”

His house is now a conference room.

Ludovic gathered everyone together and began to explain. There were also students from the Magic Sword Department there.

“Ajie died, and Frondier returned to the Palind continent.”

“God must have predicted Frondeer’s actions.”

Astor said,

“Yes. Rather, it is highly likely that they attacked Ajie to make Frontier move.”

Arald nodded and continued his thoughts.

“The one who can kill Ajie. That alone makes it likely that the culprit is God. Plus, there’s a lot of circumstantial evidence of all kinds.”

“The motive is clear, and the attack occurred while Frondia was moving to Pantemonium. Only God can know the timing.”

Lili said.

She sighed.

“… … In other words, this is a declaration of war. Towards the Frontier.”

“For God to declare war on a single human being is an extremely grand thing.”

“The gods know. Declaring war on Frondia means declaring war on humanity.”

Frontier has Elodie, Aster, and the Roach family, and has the trust of the Emperor and Empress.

The risk that makes Frontier angry is not only that of Frontier himself, but the link he created is also a risk.

Gregory, who was listening there, spoke. Of course, it was the human himself.

“Everyone. We’ve all probably done various things with Frontier. But that doesn’t mean we understand everything about Frontier. Anyway, I can’t understand that crazy guy. But there’s one thing everyone here is thinking the same right now.”

Aster nodded at that. He had calm eyes.

“Frondier will not forgive anyone.”

“Even if Atjie is alive.”

“Even if it was the other person who gave it to me.”

Everyone thinks the same.

When you kill Atjie, how does Frondier appear? This is so obvious.

This is Agoris. It’s too far to the continent of Palind. There is no incoming information.

Is Atjie really dead now? I don’t know.

Is it available? I don’t know.

Is the culprit really a god, a lord, or something of that level? I don’t know.

But whatever it is, Frondier will not forgive the culprit.

In other words, the clash between Frontier and the gods has now become inevitable.

“If I were God, I would attack humans.”

Lili said.

“It’s the only way to stop Frontier.”

Aster asked him.

“But Frontier went forward alone in the Battle of Cape Cod. “Can the Frontier be stopped by attacking humans?”

“That’s because in that war, humans only suffered as much as the Frontier could bear.”

“… … ah.”

“Back then, the barrier hadn’t completely collapsed, and humanity hadn’t truly been invaded by monsters. But this time, it’s different. Frondiar will be prepared to make more sacrifices, but if the standard he thinks is exceeded, Frondiar will eventually return to humanity.”

Aster tried to refute Lily’s words, but then closed his mouth.

─Are you hurt anywhere?

Because I remember those words.

“God will try to inflict maximum harm on humanity. That means,”

“… … God will descend here on the Agoris continent.”

Aster’s voice fell heavily as if he had reached a conclusion.

In the end, this is clearly a war between humans and gods. The Continent of Agoris will not be able to escape its grasp.

“I guess I’ll have to convey this to King Palma. but… … .”

“There is no way to convince you.”

Arald bowed his head.

It takes too long for the situation on the other continent to be relayed here. By then, this place will have already been turned into a sea of ​​fire by the gods. At the very least, it should be faster than the descent of God.

“To begin with, we lack information right now. Last time, Zodiac Monty flew in and told us about Atji’s situation, but only Zodiac can convey information at that speed. But we can’t use his valuable power as a source of information.”

Everyone shook their heads at Ludovic’s words.

A way to instantly convey the situation on both sides. If there was such a thing, it would be easier to prepare for war, and it would also be easier to persuade the King of Palma.

at that time.

“… … Ugh.”

Someone made a noise.

Gregory squinted one of his eyes and pressed his palm to his temple.

“What, what is it? One… … .”

“Gregory? What’s wrong?”

Lily’s voice sounds worried. Gregory blinks quickly.

“No, something is strange. One of the crows I’m dealing with is somewhere, strange, no, this is, I’m strange… … .”

Gregory was overcome with a strange feeling.

At first, it was almost painful. It felt like my eyes were stinging.

Then, one of the many crows he was handling was not showing proper vision.

Blink, blink.

Flickering vision. An irritating sensation, as if a dot is blinking in the corner of the eye.

Moment.

[hi.]

“… … omg.”

Gregory’s eyes widened and he was speechless.

[There you go again, the nameless spy.]

The crow’s vision changed in an instant. And the voice that comes.

This.

“… … Malia… … .”

[Oh my, you know my name.]

Malia de Roach.

The voice of Frondier’s mother is heard.

But how? What kind of harmony is this? How she could be across the continent,

[It was a good thing I put it in advance.]

“… … When I met the crow, it was at that time!”

[huh. surprised. The crow I thought was my son’s tame was actually controlled by someone else.]

In other words, Malia still had not released the shared sense she had established at that time.

Now Gregory is reversed.

Without even Gregory knowing, Malia shared the crow’s vision.

Now that has changed and Gregory is seeing Malia’s vision.

[You haven’t forgotten what you owe me, have you?]

Since I’m looking at it through Malia’s eyes, I can’t see her face.

But for some reason, he seems to be smiling.

And I think I saw that smile somewhere.

… … Blood is thicker than water, they say.

[Listen carefully, Mr. Spy.]

So Gregory, in Malia’s sight,

I saw a large map unfold.

[This is the situation in the empire.]

fantasy,