The Academy’s Weapon Replicator Chapter 163

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 163 Chapter

53 New Item (4)

“──It is done.”

Soon, Frontier completed the three-dimensional design.

Every line of the perspective drawing of the workshop has been drawn without exception, so there will be no shortcomings.

Vinkiss approached and carefully examined the blueprint completed by Frontier.

“…You really drew it.”

“sure.”

Frontier answered as if it were obvious. I drew it because I was told to draw it. As if I had done the obvious.

However, it was not natural at all for Vinkis.

‘It’s perfect, the spacing, the length, and the connection between the parts are perfect without any misalignment.’

And more than anything, Vinkis’ intuition spoke out the moment he saw it.

This artifact is real. This guy is clearly usable. The function is probably just as Frontier said. Binkis, who could see the structure of the blueprint, already had a rough idea of what the principle was.

‘What is this guy really?’

Binkis felt a certain fear beyond admiration for Frondier.

The Frontier I met during the final exam was clearly a warrior, like everyone at Constel. Powerful skills and strength. And he was a guy with a good head. Moreover, he was also the owner of the much-rumored ‘firecracker’.

However, what he showed today was completely contrary to that, showing that he had talents suitable for being an engineer or researcher.

Is it possible for an individual to have this many talents and such high qualifications? Until now, Vinkiss has seen many students called geniuses, but there has never been a case like Frontier.

Elin Evans, who is said to be the most skilled swordsman, did not have enough mana, and Elodie, whose name is ‘Inies’, is said to be loved by the five gods, but is still immature and is not good at controlling her strength.

Above all, most people who are called geniuses only do so in one field.

This means that Aster, who is sure to become a hero of humanity in the future, is also a swordsman. Aster is called a genius because all the talents he has are essential and excellent as a ‘swordsman’.

Vinkis has never seen anyone like Frontier who shows talent in completely different fields, even non-combat ones.

‘…What if they are all in the same field from Frontier’s perspective?’

Binkis thought for a moment. If she calls the talents of the students she has seen a collection of things suitable for a certain field, is it true that Frontier’s talents, which seem like a waste of time, are actually moving towards one point?

So, what on earth is the frontier at the end of that one point?

“That teacher. Would you please take a look? “This blueprint.”

“iced coffee! yes.”

Binkis, who had stayed still, seemed puzzled, so Frontier spoke first. Binkis cleared his thoughts and looked at the blueprint.

“Hmm. This is how it worked. I thought it would be closer to a faucet, but instead I used consistency. Magical power is invisible to the eye before it manifests, but it is a definite substance. The output of magical power is determined based on that concentration. In other words, the mana is already filtered out before the user fully activates the magic.”

Binkis muttered something while looking at the blueprint. Of course, Frontier barely understood what was being said. Although I am the one who drew the blueprint.

“Is it possible to modify this sub-bag to store the black cloth?”

“I’ll have to try it, but I think it’s probably possible. However, since liquid is naturally heavier than mana, we need to pay attention to weight reduction and increase the length to expand space. “I also have to engrave the magic circle.”

At Vinkis’s words, Dowd crossed his arms and snorted in excitement.

“All you need is a space to draw a circle.”

It was a trustworthy word. Binkis smiled softly and said.

“Now then, shall we begin?”

* * *

While Vinkis and Dowd were revising the three-dimensional blueprint, Frontier sat across from Edwin.

Edwin quietly examined Frondier’s hand. To be exact, the tip of your finger.

“Well, I can use fingerprints at this level.”

“Are there cases where fingerprints cannot be used?”

“Quite a bit. It’s either worn out and faded, or it’s completely gone. This rarely happens with students, but it is quite visible at Constell. The family’s training must have been enormous even before entering school. “I can’t imagine what you’re doing.”

Edwin this time picked up the necklace Frondier brought.

“When using a necklace, remember the back here. Of course, I will make a new necklace, but there won’t be any major changes to the design. “When you break it in the future, just press this side with your finger.”

“Does any finger matter?”

“huh. “I will give you fingerprints from all ten fingers of both hands.”

Edwin spoke as if it was nothing, so Frondier was confused for a moment. Is it that easy? I don’t think so, seeing as Cybel, who was quietly listening next to me, opened her mouth.

“It’s amazing that it recognizes fingerprints.”

I was honestly impressed by Frontier because the fingerprint recognition had a very modern feel.

Meanwhile, Edwin was putting a lens-like object on Frondier’s finger and flowing mana into it. It seemed like my fingerprints were being recorded. I’m not sure.

“It’s not that surprising since we’re using magic to observe and record magnification. If you think about it in principle, it’s simpler than creating a flame. The important thing is operability. Even if you use magic, the mana uniformity must be constant and the mana must be applied thinly. It’s more of a technique than magic. That’s why there are so few people doing it.”

While explaining Edwin, I checked and passed Frondier’s fingers one by one.

“Now, your left hand.”

“…Are you just done with that?”

“huh.”

Frondier was speechless at the simple answer and held out his left hand.

Wasn’t there a need for this person to have an inferiority complex in the first place?

“…Frondier.”

With his finger still shining through the lens, Edwin opened his mouth.

“What do you think of God?”

“…yes?”

“You met Hephaestus. I even fought with him indirectly. “I thought I might think differently from other people.”

It was Cybel who was next to him who listened to Edwin.

Cybel remembers what Frondier said in front of the sanctuary.

-I don’t believe in God. Because I don’t believe in fate.

That became an opportunity to change Cybel’s values. I felt ashamed of my carefree thinking that everything would take care of itself, and I realized that even if she received help, her life should be completely hers.

But what about Frontier himself? What kind of life did he live and what process did he go through that made Frontier say that?

“…I don’t really have any thoughts on what God is like.”

“That alone is a problematic statement.”

Edwin smiled back.

Frondier thought for a moment. Thanatos, who initially tried to kill him, and then Hephaestus, who controlled Edwin, and even Ares Hestia, Renzo’s divine power.

At first, I had nothing but dislike for the gods of this world. It was natural. Do you hate ‘weaving’ or Frontier itself? In any case, it seemed like all the gods were trying to kill him.

But Hestia said. Even the gods are currently in conflict. I don’t know what they were fighting against, but Hestia helped Frondier as if to prove it.

I met Frondeer knowing that she would save her hearth.

Confrontation of gods. I don’t know which side is on Frontier’s side. It may not be both.

However, it was enough to change Frontier’s thoughts a little.

“If I may say so,”

Frondier finished his thought and opened his mouth.

“The gods seem quite human.”

A confrontational structure where opinions cannot be combined. Through Thanatos, I learned that a god can have murderous intent toward a single human being, and through Hephaestus, I learned about the god’s hatred and anger. Hestia received information and felt goodwill.

All of that made the gods no longer feel like gods to Frondier. He may have felt that way because he did not believe in God from the beginning.

“…Tsk.”

Edwin let out a small laugh when he heard that. He smiled as if he was truly satisfied.

However, Edwin said with a slightly serious expression after that.

“If that is sincere, be careful of temples and believers from now on.”

“…Temple.”

“For gods to descend into the human world, several conditions are necessary. But the temple has already met some of those conditions. “If God pushes himself a little, he will be able to descend on the temple.”

As Edwin said, God had actually often descended on the temple. It is a much more direct and powerful appearance of power than the appearance of God in the sanctuary. Thanatos, who appeared to kill Frontier, is the most similar.

There are several famous temples on the continent. In particular, the ‘Parthenon’ remains in perfect shape without any scratches or defects.

“This is just my intuition, but it seems like you are not only hated by Hephaestus.”

It feels so good.

While listening, Frontier felt something strange and asked.

“What I was curious about earlier is that Edwin doesn’t give Hephaestus an honorific title either.”

“….”

“…No way, even your senior. Like me…”

Edwin looked away from Frondier’s fingers and made eye contact with Frondier. There was a hint of playfulness on his smiling face.

“it is a secret.”

* * *

After Frontier’s fingerprint registration was completed, Vinkiss decided on the direction of the design and began work.

However, it seemed like it would take more time than initially thought.

‘I can’t go to Yeranhes with the completed artifact.’

It is said that even after completing the entire week of preparation period that Ampere mentioned, it will take another 15 days. Frondier requested that it be sent to Jeranhes as soon as it is completed.

I didn’t think I would be able to get the Black Heaven as soon as I arrived in Yeranhes anyway. The fragments of Helheim are beyond the wall, and there is no way Ampere would allow us to go there.

If it was certain that the artifact would be completed within this winter vacation, it would have been better to remain quiet within Yeranhes until then. Frondier wasn’t crazy because he wanted to die.

Frondier picked up the phone. Multiple messages had arrived.

Unlike last summer vacation, Frontier told most people this time that he was going to Göranhes. Of course, it was emphasized that it was not about blocking the wall, but learning under the Roach Knights.

Most people sent messages of support. It seemed like neither Cybel nor Aten would follow this time.

However, there was one message that made Frontier stop for a moment.

[Don’t die.]

It was Elodie.

It seemed like a simple message mixed with greetings and support, but there was one more message.

[Because I knew you would overdo it.]

It was sharp, as if predicting Frondier’s behavior.

Frondier tried to answer.

[Don’t overdo it.]

[Don’t lie.]

It was an immediate answer.

Another barrel there. This time it was a bit of a strange text.

[And this time, I won’t say anything either.]

[Huh?]

When I asked, there was no text message for a while.

Have you suddenly become busy? Just as I was thinking about that, a text message came again.

[Because I’m going to overdo it this time too.]

“….”

Frondier closed his mouth.

Elodie, who is already strong enough, is overdoing it. I couldn’t quite imagine what was going to happen.

“You said you didn’t have to do that.”

Frondier mumbles to himself because he can’t bear to send it as a text message.

There is one thing that Frontier doesn’t know right now. How is the current situation different from when playing a game?

Among Constell’s first-year students, Aster and Elodie are acknowledged by others as geniuses. Additionally, he is already at the top of each field among first-year students.

Aster has Robald behind him and Elodie has Runia or Aten, but there is still a visible gap between them at the moment.

So, although both of them are born with the character to never neglect practice, being the strongest also means that they are less motivated.

If you live in Constel’s environment, you will make an effort, but you will not be able to rise above a certain level.

Although Aster is controlled by the player, the player can only move through an efficient route and cannot change Aster’s original mindset. Therefore, there are limits to the growth curve.

However, the appearance of Frontier changes that relaxed thinking.

Frontier intentionally adjusted the rankings during the second semester midterm and final exams. As long as you don’t get Ampere’s attention, there’s no need to get a higher rank. And people who know Frontier know that he deliberately adjusted the rankings.

In the eyes of Elodie and Aster, Frondier’s skills cannot be measured. So I can’t afford to be at ease. The title of being the top in each field is just words and pretense.

To beat Frontier. To stand on equal footing.

The frontier of the image in their heads had already become a huge wall that they could not confront.

In order to overcome that wall, they will make every effort and will not spare any effort.

Aster hasn’t texted Frondier, but what he’s trying to do is little different from Elodie. Rather, you can get a glimpse of his determination by not sending text messages.

“…Okay then.”

Frontier doesn’t know that fact. He just takes his time.

“Shall we go, Jeranhes?”

Another step forward to change the future of gaming.

Even in places he did not know, the future slowly began to change.