Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 2 Branches in the Coffin, Mystyltaine (3)

sharp shattering sound. The sound was enough to freeze everyone there.

A new bee is coming… … .

Everyone couldn’t open their mouths in the tension.

“What?”

“Hey, what is this?”

At that time, the branches inside the coffin ‘flowed’.

It was literally a tree branch a while ago, but it turned into black water and was being drawn down by gravity.

“You said it. It’s fake.”

Frontier reached out to the flowing black water.

The aristocrats around them groaned.

“Hey, you can touch it.”

Frontier supported the black water with his hand. The water ran right through my hands.

But the moment Frontier clenched his fist,

“Huh?”

The water became metal again in his fist, and when it bled, it became a liquid again and flowed down.

“Hey, he’s a weird guy.”

“… … ah.”

Elodie opened her mouth as if she had remembered something.

“Viscoelasticity.”

“yes? What?”

Frontier smiled positively at Elodie’s words.

“you’re right. This material is a viscoelastic metal.”

“What is that?”

“Simply put, it hardens when you apply force, but becomes liquid when left alone.”

However, it is impossible for metals to have these properties intrinsically.

When a material with viscoelasticity becomes a solid, it is soft due to its inherent elasticity and viscosity. It cannot be as hard as metal.

Although not Mystyltaine, this black water must have been a metal with magical value.

“Then what just looked like Mystyltaine?”

“Someone must have mimicked the appearance by injecting magical power into it. Magic is also power. Perhaps this coffin took over its purpose.”

“Huh… … .”

At that moment, an air of relief bloomed around me. Since it was not a god, there would be no divine punishment.

Ortell asked.

“But how did you know? That this thing is fake.”

“It’s just like the old people thought. Mystyltaine is the weapon that killed Baldur. If this is really the branch, then Baldur will not be able to see it.”

Frontier hid the fact that he knew the original Mystyltaine.

Too much facts kills persuasion.

“And I’ve never heard of Mystyltain being kept in a coffin.”

“That’s right, but that’s all?”

What Frontier said now is something everyone knows.

The probability that this branch here was a real Mystiltein was definitely not high.

However, no matter how low the odds are, if your life is at stake, don’t gamble.

If the divine punishment is wrong, more suffering than death awaits.

“As I said before, I am not afraid of new punishment. and.”

Frontier filled a glass bottle with black water on the table.

The water, which turns into a metal if you apply force, was easily contained in a glass bottle.

And Frontier said with sullen eyes.

“I can’t stand the thought of such a thing being exchanged for my father’s sword.”

At that, everyone was silent for a moment.

But soon, a loud laughter broke out.

“Khahaha! I totally messed this up. I was embarrassed in front of my younger friends for a long time.”

It was ‘Zodiac’ Heldre.

He let out an old-fashioned laugh before approaching Frontier and putting his hand on his head.

“What was your name?”

“This is Frontier.”

“Frondier, yes Frontier. I will never forget my name.”

After saying that, Heldre looked at Ampere.

“Ampere, you have a son who is very filial.”

“–I have nothing more to say.”

“Thanks to my son, I didn’t have to give him up like this, so shouldn’t I give him something as a gift?”

Heldre had a playful look that didn’t match that wrinkled face.

Ampere was not shy at all.

“I was originally going to scold you severely.”

“What. Did you hear it too? I’m not afraid of divine punishment. No one here dares to say that. Maybe even God wants such a bold young man.”

Ampere lowered her eyes for a moment.

Consequently, it can be said that Frontier’s actions were right. There was no need to sell Gram, and another conflict between the families was prevented.

Bringing Mystyltaine doesn’t end there. Even so, there is no need to widen the eyes of ignorant jealousy these days, when family raids are frequent.

However,

“You are too consequential to praise you, Frontier.”

“… … Yes, sorry. father.”

“Your actions were very dangerous. It is incomparable to what it has been before. Originally, I would strictly hold you accountable and educate you not to make this mistake again. Just be glad you didn’t.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Frontier bowed silently.

Ampere sighed as he watched the movement without even a hint of regret.

“However, considering the value of Gram, it is impossible to go beyond this.”

“Huh?”

Reidwee added useless chuimsae.

Ampere said.

“If you want something, just tell me.”

At those words, Frontier’s eyes lit up with embarrassment. It is a feeling that is not uncommon in those insensitive eyes.

“Uh, then… … .”

Frontier put his hand to his lips for a moment, seemed to think, then raised his face.

“I want to see him in person. Inside that scabbard.”

“Huh.”

“Oh!”

Short exclamations from the people around you burst out.

Ampere’s cherished treasure, ‘Gram’.

It is a rare opportunity to witness it.

Everyone in this room shone at Frontier’s suggestion.

“Is that enough?”

“of course.”

Ampere thought for a moment.

It’s okay to say it yourself, but there’s a sense that it’s not enough as a reward for Frontier’s actions.

Ampere placed his hand on the Gram he had placed on it.

A sword that hides its form in its sheath.

Everyone watched Ampere’s movements.

‘… … how?’

But in that brief moment, only Queenie had other thoughts.

‘How did you break it?’

Frontier was bare-handed.

I just put my hand on the coffin and didn’t hit it with my fist, but the coffin broke in an instant.

maybe magic? Without an order?

Otherwise… … .

‘Come on, man.’

Queenie swallowed her saliva.

A person who can unleash an auror with his bare hands is not at the level of a student.

However, I can’t be sure yet. If it’s an auror, it means that the qi has been released, but I didn’t feel any qi flow.

But if you really just used Auror, if it was a momentary release that no one else could feel.

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No matter what happens, you have to take it as an ally.

whatever you do, that

Ugh, the scabbard came off heavily. The single blade inside it reflected the light.

“Hey, this is… … !”

The eyes of the nobles shone.

The famous sword of the hero Sigurd, Gram.

Contrary to his fame, Gram had a more clunky appearance than he expected.

A pretty beautiful pattern flowed like a wave on the sword face, but it was not so beautiful that it could be thought of as a divine operation.

But.

“… … .”

Silence subsided in the left.

This weapon cannot be judged simply by its outward beauty.

It’s just lying there, and the air is heavily pressed down on it.

The anticipation is cool, and the blade feels condensed power from top to bottom, as if it was born in its original shape.

‘I know I don’t use a sword. Indeed, the new things are different.’

Quinn sighed in admiration.

It’s unavoidable to put a price on this weapon without realizing it, so let’s move on.

What kind of expression did Frontier have when he first spoke up?

Curious about it, you turn your gaze,

“… … !”

Quinnie hid her breath.

In case he noticed his gaze, he quickly turned his gaze away again.

‘What is that eye?’

Frontier was also looking at him.

with a pure face. with pure eyes.

But that ‘purity’ was far from peace.

Frontier was staring at him innocently, as if swallowing Gram. As if it could really be.

The way those eyes lust after him,

It was an eye that violated the taboo.

* * *

“Aster, did you hear the news?”

“yes? What?”

Aster responded to the fussiness of his friend Thein.

Thein was a commoner like Aster, and the two quickly became friends.

As Aster is so famous, Tane spoke to Aster with a heart that was almost like a fan, and the porridge went well with Aster, who had good naughtiness.

“Did you not see the news? Mystyltaine!”

“ah… … I slept a little early yesterday.”

Aster said in an awkward voice and scratched his head.

It was a lie.

Elin took away the rights to watch WeezerView because she said there was a romance movie that she had to watch from last night.

That being said,

-It’s not ours anyway, check it out later. There are many opportunities.

damn it When it comes to other people’s affairs, she is as rational as steel.

I can’t live and die for romance.

“Frondie broke the coffin!”

“… … What?”

Aster’s eyes flickered.

It’s not like displeasure, anger, is Frontier alive? It was a foot of ominousness.

“Are you talking about the coffin that kept Mystyltaine?”

“okay! No, it’s a little different!”

“What’s different?”

“I heard that it wasn’t Mystyltaine. Fake, fake!”

Tane still spoke in a hoarse voice.

But, indeed, if something like this is the case, it is worth making a fuss.

fake Then there will be no gods, so don’t worry about the frontier,

“wait. So you mean that Frontier knew about it?”

“Well, maybe there was a corner to believe? Well, if you’re like me, you’d never do something for any reason!”

Yes. Whoever does such a crazy thing no matter how big the heart attack is.

… … Then it wasn’t a heart attack, but was there confirmation?

Only Frontier knows?

“… … fake.”

Aster’s eyes roll.

Frontier’s voice came to mind the day before.

– Don’t worry, Aster Evans.

– I’ll take your worries away.

I thought it was a small consolation. I thought it was impossible.

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No matter which family Mystyltain went to, Aster Evans would have felt a sword in front of his heart.

However, it is. Did you break that sword?

… … Right.

* * *

In the dormitory room, I watched the pure black water fluttering in the glass bottle.

A metal with viscoelasticity.

Inside the conference room, I concentrated all my attention on making an indifferent expression.

In the course of the original game, this fake Mystiltein will be exchanged with Ampere’s Gram with a high probability.

After that, he is temporarily enshrined in a prominent place in the Roach mansion, but it is quickly discovered that it is a fake.

There is a limit to the mana input in the enchantment without a magician, so the coffin will break at will.

After that, Gram, in fact, does not know where he will go. Because every game is different.

However, he is a scary guy who triggers sub-events no matter who gets into it.

Even now, it can be said that it is still in my father’s hands.

“Come on then.”

I put the square frame on the desk. Then he poured the metal from the glass jar and filled the mold.

At the time I was playing the game, I thought, ‘That’s a very subtle thing’, this metal.

It’s hard to say this, but originally this metal was supposed to be used for ‘counterfeiting’ something like mimicking Mystyltaine.

But if it’s a frontier, maybe.

It may elevate the properties of this metal to more than 100%.

I smiled without hiding my anticipation.

“From now on, I will call you ‘Black Heaven’.”

He raised his hand over the black cloth in the frame. The feeling of a liquid without temperature is still very unfamiliar.

From now on, ‘weaving’ is added to this black cloth.

Weaving (織造), Heukcheon

Workshop No. 1

Grade – General

iron dagger

The image of the dagger mounted in the workshop is engraved on the black cloth.

Magic power was injected into the Black Heaven, and the Black Heaven changed its shape.

and,

“done.”

A dagger was held in my clenched fist.

finally.

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Not an illusion, not an image.

A black dagger that exists as a clear reality.