The Academy’s Weapon Replicator Chapter 88

Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 88 Chapter

25 Barrier (4)

Cassian, the famous horse that Cybel rode, was tied up in a stable next to the lodgings.

Cybel and Aten stayed in the clearing for training.

Whatever the reason, it was a good thing that I came alone.

Purr-

Cassian made a light noise when he saw me. It’s a little creepy because it feels like they’re observing me.

According to the game settings, Cassian is one of the best players in the center. Even in the world as a whole, there are few words like this.

Cassian’s biggest characteristic is his outstanding intelligence. While other horses boast about mobility, acceleration, and top speed, Cassian boasts of its brilliant brain. Of course, mobility, etc. is sufficient.

“hi.”

I raised my hand and said hello.

A famous horse must choose its owner, and for smart Cassian, the standards are much stricter.

Cybel, who is loved by the fate of Aster, the main character of this game, was allowed to do so, but what about me?

‘They say it’s important to make eye contact before reaching out to a horse.’

If you reach out your hand to touch them, they become wary. They get scared even when the other person disappears from their field of vision. So, I had to make eye contact and walk slowly. I was

purring,

but Cassian turned his gaze somewhere else.

“….”

It was a clear disregard. The appeal is to disappear from my sight because there is nothing more to see.

Well, it was a good thing I came alone. If Cybel had seen it, he would have made fun of it for days. No, Aten’s pitiful eyes may be more hurtful. anyway.

“Well, I really need you.”

My operation is possible because of Cassian. This is an operation that would never have been conceived in the first place if Cybel had not come here.

I looked at Cassian with the ‘Analysis’ skill.

[Kassian]

– A famous horse from the central region. The area where they inhabit the most is ‘Haold’.

-Able to perform all movements required for current horseback riding.

-If the owner loses consciousness, use your own judgment to ensure the owner’s safety.

After all, it was only information I already knew.

What I didn’t know was that Haold is the largest habitat. Harold is an area where I previously attended a noble meeting because of the fake Mystiltein.

Haold Haold….

I looked at Cassian quietly. A basic harness and saddle were worn, but that was all.

I don’t know who gave Cassian to Cybel, but they probably didn’t know that he would be dragged here to Tayburn.

“Are you cold by any chance?”

As soon as he heard what I said, Cassian jerked and turned his head to me again. It had a strong positive meaning.

The horse understands me. I felt something strange about that fact, but that was a problem for later.

I took off the tie around my neck.

‘Penelope’s Cloth’ has a warming effect on the wearer, so just covering the horse will be quite warm.

Purr purr.

When I put a cloth on its back, the horse bumped its head against me. The effect seemed certain.

“Well, it’s not the cloth I originally brought for this purpose.”

It’ll be okay for one night.

I tapped Cassian’s neck and turned away.

Cassian is a smart horse. You won’t lose it or anything.

…More than that.

“It’s really cold in Tavern.”

I shrugged my shoulders once, feeling a chill I had never felt before, and continued walking.

* * *

The bell rang loudly again, signaling the monster’s attack.

Only one day had passed since the last battle.

As I did before, I wiped out the monsters with a combination of the bow Chryselakatos and the arrow Iokeira.

The eyes of the knights who saw that changed. When I first used this ‘firecracker’, I just looked dumbfounded, but now it felt like I was looking at a monster.

‘…It’s a big deal.’

It seemed like I was handling the monsters with ease, but I ran into a problem.

Weaving does not level up.

After the number of simultaneous weaves increased to 10, the level did not increase at all.

I thought it was a lack of time and practice, but when the situation got to this point, that assumption was meaningless.

‘Leveling up is not important. The important thing is ‘recovery’.’

I’m leveling up to unlock ‘recovery’ locked in weaving.

For now, this dilapidated wall can be rebuilt, and it will be useful in many ways in the future.

“Frondier.”

Then Sanders approached me.

“No matter how frequent monster attacks are, don’t you think this cycle is too fast?”

“…you’re right.”

As expected, Sanders noticed.

Probably all the knights noticed. This cycle of repeated attacks occurring after only one day is by no means unusual.

“Maybe I got caught.”

“I can’t believe I got caught… no way.”

Sanders’ face turned white.

I also felt the same way.

“It is possible that my use of ‘firecrackers’ was discovered because this barrier was in danger.”

Of course, there is no way the enemy commander would have known the identity of the ‘fireworks’.

But the situation suddenly changed. A weapon that prevents monsters from approaching. If the situation changes this quickly, it can be assumed that something has happened here.

“…then their commander is.”

“They will probably launch an all-out offensive.”

Fireworks have their limits. Although there is a limit to the number of fragments and it targets vital points, a monster with strong durability can withstand it. If you can respond, there will be people who will kick you out.

So far, the enemy has only sent miscellaneous men to hinder the restoration of the wall. The fact that everything is swept away by a single firework is proof of this.

However, it is a different story when a full-scale monster attacks.

First of all, there will be enemies who are outnumbered and cannot pierce them with arrows. Then, fireworks will only reduce the number of enemies slightly.

And as soon as they reach the barrier, the barrier will collapse, and at the point when the access road becomes multiple, they’re out.

‘I may be a weapon of God, but I am not a god.’

Truly strong people use ‘Aurors’ to determine their true strength. Additionally, you can use Aura to bring out the true power of the weapon.

Because I was still a pig or a human sloth wearing an overly expensive pearl necklace.

“Then what about the wall side? “What about the child named Cybel?”

“Sibel will be on time. Even if it were an all-out offensive, it wouldn’t start right away. The strategy of flipping the ice over the wall will work.”

Sanders was relieved by my explanation.

Seeing that, I swallowed the rest of my words.

A wall made of ice is naturally weaker than the original wall. Regardless of whether Aten and Cybel can continue to be maintained, it is inevitable that they will be destroyed by external attacks.

Then, Aten will have to use magic again, and the time he can endure will be shorter than originally expected.

‘And it’s bad that important forces like Aten and Cybel can’t show their power because of the barrier.’

Aten is a valuable ice magic user, and Cybel is a strong swordsman who can use Aura at such a young age.

When an all-out attack by monsters comes, every single bit of power is precious, but it’s blocked by the wall.

“By the way, there you are.”

“yes?”

“You’re dressed differently than before.”

Sanders looked at me and said.

I put on thick clothes to block out the cold. The face was protected by a deep hood. It was so deep that I couldn’t see my face unless I looked at it from the front.

Actually, this is normal attire. Most people were wearing similar clothes, but I was dressed too lightly so far.

“After staying here for so long, it was colder than I thought.”

So far, Penelope’s cloth has protected me. I left it with Cassian for a while, and the cold in Tayvon was more severe than I thought.

“Well, you’ve been wearing too thin clothes.”

Sanders smiled and tapped my shoulder.

I felt a sense of familiarity in the way he looked at me.

I don’t know why it hasn’t been done that way until now.

* * *

And the long-awaited fifth day.

The period during which Cybel was scheduled to complete his mana infusion training. That is, the morning of the day when temporary restoration of the barrier became possible.

“….”

Tayvon’s watchman Hugo’s every movement froze at the sight before his eyes.

Not a single eyebrow was raised or a single breath was made.

The tavern has a designated watchman who always monitors the movements of monsters and rings a bell in case of an emergency.

Hugo has never been let down from his position as watchman these years because he has the best eyesight.

‘What is that…’

And today Hugo cursed his excessively high eyesight.

The monster was coming. The monster army was coming. Shadow-like things that filled the entire field of vision from the left end to the right end were overlapping each other and increasing in size.

It was on a scale I had never seen before. No, it’s a scenery that’s hard to even imagine. Not only the numbers but also the monsters seen were of a different level than before.

When a monster was discovered, the watchman had to go down immediately and ring the bell inside the square pillar.

For several seconds until then, Hugo could not move.

Because ringing the bell this time felt like ringing the bell of my life.

“…Ugh!”

Hugo forced himself to move his body and ran towards the bell. I kept shaking it. There was a set number and cycle of ringing the bell for each situation, but that had nothing to do with it. The bell that rings like crazy will clearly tell you what the situation is.

Hugo screamed like he was throwing up.

“A large group of monsters discovered! “It is impossible to estimate the size!!”

The knights had already quickly rushed out. Even without Hugo shouting, everyone guessed what was going on by seeing the bell ringing.

Standing at a given location, Aten and Saibel, who had never been there before, were also present.

“Please stay away from the barrier. Among the monsters, some fly in the sky and some throw projectiles. You can get hit blindly.”

Sanders told Aten. Aten nodded. Even if he tried to force himself here, it would only be a hindrance to the other knights and soldiers.

“yes. I will judge the risk myself. “Commander, please concentrate on the battle.”

“Yes and.”

Sanders bowed his head deeply.

“If the barrier falls, run away without looking back. “Retreat with all your knights guard.”

“….”

The reason Aten came here was to inspect the situation at Tavern and the wall.

It was ridiculous that not only she herself but also the knight accompanying her as an escort was injured in this battle.

“You too. Did you say Cybel? Be in a sufficiently safe location. “I’ll be okay because I have an escort.”

“Oh, wait a minute—”

Sanders climbed up the barrier without waiting for Cybel’s answer. Whatever it was, it had already been decided.

‘…That’s terrible.’

An all-out attack by monsters predicted by Frontier. When I face it in person, my eyes are dark. It was dark and there was a smell of death.

Tattered walls, exhausted soldiers and knights. Consumed prisoners. A competent commander who reads the enemy’s tactics.

All of this was conveying a harsh sentence of defeat to Sanders.

‘…Hehe. ‘What do you like?’

Sanders laughed. It was a kind of detached feeling.

Why did you come here from Shroud? It is to regain one’s pride as a knight. It would be different from the tribes that the monsters had run away from.

He will end his life here today as a clear knight.

“Ready to fire!”

Sanders shouted loudly, as he always did. The sound of wood and iron clashing against each other was heard, and the lined up archers aimed their arrows at the invading army.

Sanders saw Frontier without realizing it. Frontier stood still in the same spot he always was, with his hood over his head.

How many lives have been saved so far because of that back view? Sanders was relieved that even in this desperate situation, there was something to hold on to.

The same was true for Sanders and the knights. Frontier had already become something of a helper to them. Even if it was a rotten rope, even that was important now.

‘…huh?’

But Frontier’s appearance was strange. Frondier, who had raised his bow when the shooting began, just stood still.

I wondered if those strange weapons had been summoned to the surrounding area, but there was nothing like that.

Frontier just stood still like that.

Sanders looked ahead again. I couldn’t just focus on Frontier. The monsters were already close to shooting range.

“…launch!!!”

Sanders shouted and the archers’ bows flew through the air. As a large-scale attack was predicted, more archers were organized than usual, and the number of arrows was so large that it instantly covered the air with black.

But that was all.

There was no beam of light, and there were no spears or weapons flying through the air.

“…?”

Only then did some people see Frontier. Sanders saw him again.

Frontier did nothing.

It was so strange that Sanders took a closer look. Something felt strange. An eerie feeling ran down my spine.

Sanders’ trained eyes studied him. Frontier’s fingertips were trembling slightly. Sanders’ eyes widened.

The length of the shoulders, arms, and legs draped over the hood was different from the height seen here. It even seemed fatter than Frontier.

Sanders opened his mouth. The worst imaginable, or even unimaginable, scenario came before his eyes.

‘It’s not Prondier…!’

Frondier stood up as a pinch hitter and jumped out.