Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 17 Temporary Teacher (2)

“… … Great… … .”

Someone made that sound.

The colors of tension and excitement in the students’ eyes were young. Everyone’s interest in me has completely disappeared.

Atzier is the envy of all the prosecutors in Constell. No, it’s not just the prosecutor.

Atji has a great influence on me, my younger brother, being so despised and neglected.

… … No, Frontier who was too lazy was the number one problem, but yes.

“It’s a short time, but no, that’s why, the existing combat art lectures and my teachings have nothing to do with it.”

Atjie said. The attitude of ignoring everything that has been learned so far. Rather, the students liked it.

He must have been looking forward to a special lecture unique to Atjie.

… … However, from my point of view, as I have a one-on-one match with Atzier every day, I can see the future of the students.

“From today, you learn the ‘basic’ itself. Forget the Aurors.”

You will be able to experience an experience where ‘suffering’ and ‘boring’ are perfectly intertwined.

“Then we have to demonstrate first.”

Saying that, Atjie looked around the students.

Who will those indifferent eyes choose, maybe it’s me, I can hear the students’ heartbeats even to me.

“There, you.”

Atzier pointed to Aster.

“What is your name?”

“This is Aster Evans.”

“It’s the best here. to come forward.”

The students thought so. Some even looked at me briefly. He must have thought that he might point out me because of his favoritism.

I’ve never learned anything from Atji, so I’m thinking that kind of relaxedly.

“It’s a light match. I’m bare-handed, and I won’t hit. give me a blow It doesn’t matter what weapon you use or what method you use.”

“Except for the power?”

“The power doesn’t matter. but,”

Aster’s eyes lit up at Atjie’s words. His clothes were bloated and his hair turned white.

however.

Tooth, chin. A fresh, dry sound.

Aster was stunned. Atji’s fingers were around his neck.

“I wish I could write.”

“… … .”

Aster didn’t answer. It was a dull eye. He didn’t know why he was lying down.

It was a series of simple movements that, in the eyes of the third person, merely tripped over.

As long as the students here simply think so, they too will roll that floor tens of thousands of times.

“Shall we try again?”

“… … please!”

Aster stood up vigorously.

Atji asked.

“Why do you think I was just lying down?”

“… … It’s because I was ambushed.”

“That is also true. I will go back.”

Atjie gave the start signal first and walked slowly.

Aster took his hand to the scabbard without using his divine power this time.

It was decided that it would take too long to open the new power.

And then, again, the sound of tumbling.

“… … ?”

Aster was dazed again. This time, I quickly woke up and stood up.

A look of humiliation appeared in Aster’s eyes. I know why. Because I felt the same way.

The fact that I was lying on the floor and the fact that I didn’t know the process also scratched my nerves.

The most annoying thing is that there is no pain whatsoever. Like an adult man carefully laying a child down. I never thought that there would be such a big difference.

“Why do you think I was lying down?”

“… … Because the teacher is faster than me.”

Aster came up with an answer of his own. I want to praise him for his honesty about his own inferiority.

“not.”

The answer was wrong in the first place.

“I will go again.”

And after a few repetitions, Aster started going back and forth a few moves.

The ending was baffling. still no damage.

Atji’s expression was still there. It was the same as when I came here. There was no sign of disappointment when he saw Aster. It was a face that was supposed to be like this.

Do you know how desperate that face makes the other person feel?

“It’s good to repeat until you realize it, but today we have an appropriate demonstration assistant.”

damn it

I repeated the swear words to myself.

Somehow it seemed like this would be the case.

“Frondie.”

Atji called me. Everyone’s eyes turned to me.

“Come forward.”

I walked out slowly at those words, and now I feel like a human sloth frontier.

do not want to do it.

“… … Me, sir.”

Someone raised a hand and said.

“what?”

“Will Frontier be an opponent?”

As I said, most were looking at me suspiciously.

Aster couldn’t even fight properly, but his eyes were asking what you were interfering with.

Atjie said quietly.

“Frondie is just a pilot teaching assistant. It doesn’t matter how high or low your skills are.”

Some seemed to agree with Atzier’s words, and some did not.

Still, because I was Atjie’s younger brother, it seemed to ignite the suspicion that he favored me.

Well, you’ll see in a little bit. what the hell am i doing

“Frondie, as usual.”

“Yes.”

I took a stance. One hand for the dagger on the waist, the other to keep Atji in check.

Taking out a weapon, wielding it, and moving everything in the shortest possible way. Completing the action before being caught by the opponent without being noticed.

As I trained with Atzier, I learned to imprint this on my body throughout training.

As a result,

I succeeded in pulling out the dagger before Atjie’s hand reached it.

swish-

A dagger drawn in a diagonal line cuts through the air. Atjie advanced while avoiding my blow.

And here, the difference from the time of Aster is,

Atjie’s left hook that flew like the wind. The process from the preliminary stage to the building is almost invisible.

I leaned my head in half leaving it to fate and narrowly avoided it. My muscles tensed slightly at the sensation of rubbing my head.

As such, there is no rule of ‘do not attack’ in my fight. I heard the students who were watching me swallow their breath.

A few workshops after that. Me and Atjie’s movements were as natural as a set sequence.

But nothing is fixed. This was just a series of processes I had barely mastered as I was beaten and rolled over and over again.

It feels like you are given a lot of options every time, and you choose quickly to avoid the worst.

It is Atji who raises the problem, and I just deal with it.

So, even if I endured a little longer, the results for Aster and Nana were all the same.

Whoops!

“Big!”

I was beaten in the stomach and stepped back. Atjie approached in stride.

Damn, every time I see something like that, I feel like I’m dealing with some sort of sura ghost. There won’t be much of a difference.

As I retreated, I swung my dagger, and Atjie came inside my arm to block the attack.

There was no strength in my attack, which I reacted back to, and Atjie had no mercy when he saw a spurious attack.

I was hit in the shoulder, abdomen and arm. It was also the result of self-defense.

yet,

There was a thump, a harsh sound, and I lay down. Atjie grabbed my collar and stomped my feet in the judo technique. There was no such thing as a matter of acknowledgment.

“Frondie, the movement is bigger than before. Be careful.”

Atji said.

It was a fact that I felt myself. Because I’ve been dealing with Chimera until recently.

“Aster, how was the last match?”

Atji asked.

Aster looked at me for a moment as I lay in a mess and said,

“Obviously, he fought better than me.”

“Is Frontier faster than you?”

“… … At least in Dalian, speed didn’t seem to matter.”

“okay. So what is the difference?”

Aster thought deeply. In the meantime, I brushed my body and stood up.

The students were humbled by the way I was beaten. I will no longer doubt that you favor me.

Aster came up with an answer after pondering.

“… … prediction?”

“okay. That is the ‘basic’ of battle.”

Atjie looked around the students this time.

“The basis of battle is predictive fighting. It is to infer what kind of movement you are trying to do from the shift in the center of gravity of your shoulders, waist, and body.”

The reason Atji can easily defeat Aster is because he can see what he is trying to do.

“In that sense, Aster’s movements are still large and simple. So will you.”

At Ajie’s words, the students trembled a little, but no one objected. Actually, Aster is the best among them.

“You will learn this during my lectures. No matter how great talent or power you have, in practice, it is not uncommon for you to get hit before you even bring it out. Just like Aster did. This is not a matter of mindset. It’s a matter of technology.”

In fact, Aster couldn’t use his divine powers from beginning to end. Even though he knew that Atji was trying to stop him.

“Any questions?”

Someone raised a hand at Atjie’s words. The student raising his hand had a somewhat dissatisfied expression on his face.

“what?”

“I, but that way, it seems, is like dealing with people.”

The other student opened his mouth as if to counter him.

“Right. We came into Constell to deal with monsters.”

After graduating from Constell, he became a pro, or became a court knight or wizard, dealing with monsters.

Eventually, he will fight and win against the ‘external monster’ and expand the boundaries of mankind one step further.

This is the dream of the Constell students, and it is the earthly task of mankind.

To the students who had such a dream, the recent match seemed meaningless.

Atjie said.

“Recently, do you remember what your seniors were attacked by ‘outside monsters’? The incident where eleven died at Tayburn.”

… … That’s the story I told Quinier before.

Atjie’s words, the students swallowed their saliva. The surroundings became solemn.

“One of your seniors was predicting an invasion from outside monsters with amazing insight. He was a culled guy who couldn’t assimilate into the group and fell out. Yet eleven died. Why do you think that was? Because he’s big and powerful? Is it because he has a big body the size of a house?”

There was no one to answer. Some even lowered their gaze.

“He was just a wolf walking on two legs. However, hiding in the dark, he bit each of them with their necks in a blind spot that could not predict the path of humans. Sometimes they killed him at once with claws. After hunting, they wash their blood in rivers or lakes, making tracking difficult, and their walk leaves no traces in the first place.”

A look of disgust appeared on the students’ faces. I mean, it’s a wolf, and what he does is no different from a human.

“There are a lot of guys out there who exceed human intelligence.”

Then the students found out.

How did Atjie become a teacher at Constell so quickly?

“What I am teaching you is a battle that assumes the most monsters. The reason I don’t understand this is simple.”

That there is no one who suits Constell better than Atzier.

“You guys have only dealt with stupid monsters yet.”