Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 5 Testing(2)

“It’s always a beautiful sight to see. In particular, the layout of the mansion and the courtyard… … . yes?”

Ortell noticed something while admiring the landscaping of the well-maintained Roach mansion.

Elodie also looked there.

“That man over there, isn’t he Frontier?”

“however… … yes?”

They both tilted their heads puzzledly, as they never thought that Frontier would be out.

Frontier was in the middle of the mansion’s vacant lot.

In those eyes that still had a sleepy face, there was a rare color of tension.

and,

“… … !”

Elodie felt it.

Frontier raised his mana.

His jet-black hair fluttered lightly.

I don’t know what kind of magic he was trying to use, but it was a considerable amount of mana.

‘Did the Frontier have that much mana?’

It seemed that Frontier had more mana than Elodie knew.

I’m not really interested in it, so I’m not sure.

But it’s not the total amount of mana that matters, but the amount of mana you can use at once.

Magic cannot pour mana blindly.

Basic magic such as ‘Fireworks’, if you add mana to increase its power, the mana above the allowable amount just scatters.

In other words, using a lot of mana means that it is high-ranking magic.

‘Because the Frontier knows what magic, that amount of mana… … .’

So, Elodie and Ortell watched Frontier with half tension and half anticipation.

Finally, Frontier’s mana infusion was over, and a ray of light bloomed from his fingertips.

and.

Nothing happened.

“… … ok?”

Even if I rub my eyes to see if I can’t see well, nothing has changed.

Regardless of what Frontier did or not, it was the same empty space as before.

Really, there was nothing.

* * *

I don’t know what kind of magic this is.

Menosorph.

I even went to the mansion vacant lot to try this magic circle obtained as a dungeon clearing reward.

It requires a lot of mana just to express the magic circle, but even if you try to activate it by engraving it on the ground, nothing changes.

It was much bigger than what I had seen with my own eyes, so I was expecting it.

I scratched my head.

“Am I related to things I can’t see?”

“What are you talking about?”

Then the flying voice. Turning around, there was Elodie.

Next to her is her father, Ortell.

I bowed my head.

“I will see you in Lisha.”

“okay. It’s a big deal. You are out.”

Ortell said with a bit of admiration.

The original Frontier would have been locked up in his room in the mansion and would not have thought of coming out.

“These days, staying in the room is frustrating.”

I surrounded myself with appropriate words.

Elodie, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows and questioned.

“What do you mean? It has something to do with the invisible.”

At least I heard it

I shook my head quickly.

“… … oh, you didn’t hear I saw a ghost when I went to the dungeon a few days ago.”

Okay, that was great wit.

It’s not a lie that I saw a ghost called Slebra.

“… … Are you really talking about that?”

“Because it is.”

Elodie closed her mouth and looked at my expression as if doubt had not disappeared.

But there is only my languid face.

“Hmm, yes what. I’ve been to dungeons and I’m eager. Don’t worry about the joint mission.”

“Joint mission?”

“okay. 1st, 2nd, and 3rd graders each form a group and perform their duties on the field.”

“… … ah.”

Then I saw something like that.

When dealing with monsters, they basically move as a team, so you need to know the skills and positions of the students in advance.

However, a team made up of only first-year students is dangerous, so they form a trio of second- and third-year students.

First-year students learn from seniors, and seniors teach juniors to indirectly experience the experience of becoming a professional.

… … But actually, when playing as a game, the joint mission wasn’t a big event.

Because I was Astor Evans.

It was an unparalleled skill among first-year students, and it was an easy event with second- and third-year students standing next to each other.

But now I’m a frontier.

what could happen

“You say you have to be in the top 10 for your grade? Joint missions also have additional points.”

did you hear that too?

Second place in my grade 10 overall, the extra points Elodie said were true.

The joint mission is immediately after the third grader has experienced professionalism. I’ll have to train until then.

At least not to be embarrassed.

* * *

Joint mission day.

All of Constell’s students gathered on the field.

‘Field’ is an exclusive space created by Constell for students’ actual battles.

A field is a managed area within a certain range, and its area is comparable to the size of a village.

Here, students undertake various missions such as chasing, annihilating, and capturing monsters… … .

After the teacher’s chore, standing on the pedestal in front, I took out a piece of paper from the bin.

Article B.

I silently looked at the paper that had been drawn by lot.

Somehow I think

Did Frontier originally pull out this paper? Is this a swallow chosen by my will?

… … It was a pointless thought.

“Oh?”

“Oh.”

I looked around and found it just in time.

Quinier de Viet.

Queenie looked at me as she fluttered the paper with the ‘B’ on it.

“We see each other often.”

“I know.”

Quinier’s expression in answering my greeting was somewhat subtle.

Oh, I came here for a professional experience. Shall I ask for confirmation?

“Information, was it helpful?”

“… … yes. More than I thought.”

Queenie hesitated, but answered honestly.

“I, there… … .”

and another person.

I’m in 1st year, Queenie in 3rd grade.

So, there are still two years left in Group B.

“Is this group B? Please.”

A man who spoke in a weak voice approached me.

Brown hair, short sports cut, and his cool hair style, his face is sad.

Narrow shoulders and a shrugged posture as if something had been withdrawn.

I said hello first.

“yes. This is Frontier. Take good care of me.”

“Ugh, I’m Edwin. It’s second year.”

I stopped when I heard his name.

It was an unfamiliar name.

“… … Edwin, maybe the Behertio… … .”

“yes? Do you know our house?”

When I was surprised by Edwin’s question, I heard a loud voice in front of the field.

“Okay, once you find Joe, let’s start the mission! As mentioned at the beginning, the time limit is 3 hours! The field does not leave the ‘temperate forest’. Incidentally, the monsters have already been placed the day before! So, if you look closely at the field, you can easily see the traces left by the monsters. Let the seniors become leaders, follow the trail, and instruct the way! Depending on what the first graders you taught do afterward, the evaluation of the seniors will also change.”

The method of tracing the traces of monsters is learned in theory class, but it is different from actual practice.

When it comes to actual training, there are many students who are embarrassed by the gap with reality and can’t even do their best.

What the upperclassmen should do is to get rid of that confusion.

If you look at the situation calmly and recognize the difference between theory and practice, it will be possible to use the knowledge you have learned.

“Well then, let’s begin!”

There were teams that ran fast according to the declaration, and there were teams that were still in discussion.

“We are going too. Going fast isn’t a good thing, but there’s nothing more annoying than that when the monster you chase is caught by another team first.”

Quinnier took the lead leisurely.

Frontier followed, followed by Edwin in a staggered footstep.

‘… … Edwin von Behertio.’

To be honest, I didn’t know it was Edwin. I thought you were a commoner

The clothes are not good looking, and the posture is timid.

But he is not a commoner. Not an ordinary aristocrat.

He is one of the characters with ‘divine power’.

The fallen nobleman, Edwin von Behertio.

Edwin is a bit of a weird character.

Because of its divine power, players often hear its name, but in practice you can hardly find it in-game.

If Frontier is the one who left the whole way, Edwin is obviously in Constell, but it’s hard to find. Its presence is so rare.

“Nice to meet you, Edwin, my name is Quunier.”

“Yes, yes… … .”

Even as Quinnier spoke softly, Edwin’s voice gradually creeped in.

This personality contributed to the diminished presence.

“Come on, this is the temperate forest from here. Frontier will stick with me from now on. I’ll teach you how to find traces and how to track them.”

Somehow, Queenie is kind to me.

I don’t know why, but there’s nothing bad about it, so let’s listen quietly.

I looked at Edwin for a moment while listening to Quinier’s explanation.

He seemed to be working diligently in finding traces.

Edwin is a pretty good character.

Like Quinier, he is a character belonging to the ‘Sun’, and he has more power than anything else.

That alone increases the value of the character.

Edwin’s divine power is Hephaestus, the blacksmith god of Greek mythology.

It shows excellent ability to handle metal, and is familiar with ‘fire’, which is indispensable for blacksmiths. You can also use metal to create golems later.

As a character with sufficient potential, as the game progresses, Edwin naturally builds a family. It is a fact that he will regain the glory of his family even though he does not stand out.

──It was like that in the game.

Does a man who seems to have gathered all the glooms of this world together succeeds in rebuilding his family?

“The easiest and best thing to find among the traces is the footprint. Look at this.”

Where Quinier was pointing, a footprint much larger than a human foot could be seen. The footprints were sparse due to surrounding leaves and fallen leaves, but roughly in which direction they were headed.

“It’s good. The footprints are quite clear and the stride length is not large, so I was walking. I think we were the first to find it.”

Quinn said happily.

Then he gave me a mischievous smile.

“Now, will our freshman know the identity of these footprints?”

Half of that voice was full of playfulness.

This is a question I thought I probably didn’t know.

Of course, I have no way of knowing who the owner of these footprints is.

You can just say you don’t know, but somehow it feels like you’re testing me.

If you pass this test, you might be able to bring out Quunier’s friendship. Even if I’m wrong, it’s the original story, so I’ll throw it out and see. It doesn’t matter what kind of monsters were placed on the field in this joint mission.

It felt strange to be the only one knowing the information that was kept secret from the students.

What I can tell about these footprints is,

that’s terribly big.

Among those deployed on this field, the filthy large monster is probably… … .

“… … Red Bear?”

Quunier and Edwin looked at me at the same time as I murmured.

“Uh, how… … .”

“how did you know?”

The two of them reacted as if they were surprised, so I answered appropriately.

“As Mr. Quinnier said, the footprints are large and clear. It was roughly beaten.”

I think these five honest remarks I made when I came to this world would be on my fingers.

But he didn’t even believe it.