The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

“…It keeps raining.”

Philly glanced out the window while resting in her bedroom.

Ssshhhh-

A few days ago, a few drops of rain started falling outside the Imperial Palace window, soon turning into a downpour that muted the colors of the world. What she thought would be a passing shower had continued for several days.

It wasn’t uncommon for it to rain in the Empire. Nothing could grow on the land if it didn’t.

However, whenever a major problem arose in the Empire, the sky was always clear.

It was like that during the monster war and the war with Manggot.

That’s why Philly didn’t like this sky. It felt like their tragedy was irrelevant to the world.

But lately, it’s been raining continuously.

“…”

Philly sat in a chair in her room, quietly watching the rain outside the window.

Now, it’s almost a certainty in the Empire that Frondier is a devil.

Furthermore, having seduced ‘Inies’ and run away with her, Frondier’s crimes are very serious.

The army has already been mobilized and is ready to depart for Manggot as soon as preparations are complete.

“Well, Frondier will already be gone when they arrive.”

Philly felt a little sentimental.

Frondier, who became the enemy of the Empire.

Frondier, who was a hero more vivid than anyone else.

She hoped this rain would let everyone know that his departure from the Empire was a clear tragedy.

“There are days like this sometimes.”

The day Philly cried in front of Frondier.

At that time, Philly already knew. That her ominous premonitions had disappeared.

Frondier leaving the Empire was a tragedy, but the worst-case scenario had been avoided.

Frondier had made the best choice in the midst of it all. By leaving the Empire himself, he stopped the future where the Empire would bleed.

Philly was angry about that.

Because her premonitions said that the future where she cast out the person she trusted most was the right one.

That’s why she cried.

“Frondier says he’s relieved because I’m here, but…”

Philly herself wasn’t relieved at all.

Could she live up to Frondier’s expectations?

How would the Empire flow in the future?

Frondier overestimated me.

I’m just-

Knock knock

As her heart was drenched in gloom, a knock was heard.

“Mom.”

The voice was Aten’s. But it sounded somewhat hoarse.

“Come in.”

At Philly’s reply, the door opened quietly, revealing Aten with a swollen face, bloodshot eyes, and slightly flushed cheeks.

With traces that stood out even more on her white skin, Aten approached Philly.

“What’s wrong, Aten?”

“You’re not asking anything, Mom.”

“Huh?”

“Like why my face looks like this, why my eyes are like that, things like that.”

Aten still spoke in a hoarse voice.

Philly smiled.

“Because Mom feels the same way.”

“…I see.”

Philly looked at Aten quietly for a moment, then stood up.

“Daughter, shall we go for a walk?”

“A walk? It’s raining.”

“We can walk inside. The Imperial Palace is wide, isn’t it?”

At those words, Aten nodded.

They left the bedroom and walked slowly down the hallway of the Imperial Palace.

Aten asked.

“Is Sale okay?”

“…”

Philly silently shook her head.

She couldn’t possibly say he was okay.

“Sale was too shocked. Knowing that she was possessed and what happened afterwards. She’s still eating and greeting this mother, but maybe…”

Maybe it had become difficult for her to ascend to the throne. Philly held back those words, but Aten had already heard them.

Sale had been possessed by a god without any warning and caused this incident. This had happened even though she hadn’t become emperor yet, so what would happen if she did?

“Aten, I’ll tell you in advance. I won’t tell the citizens of the Empire, but this is a decision.”

“I know.”

Philly and Aten walked leisurely.

Amidst that leisurely pace, Philly said.

“God is the enemy of the Empire from now on.”

“Yes.”

“Losing Frondier, that’s the most important line we gained.”

Aten nodded.

There was no refutation, not even a shadow of a doubt.

They continued walking and headed towards the stairs leading down.

“Mom, this is…”

“I wanted to take a look.”

The place they arrived at was the Imperial Armory.

Philly didn’t come here for any particular purpose.

Just as she said herself, there was something she wanted to see.

As they entered the armory, as always, various luxurious weapons were on display.

This scenery hadn’t changed much for a long time. Even during the war with Manggot, this palace was mostly undamaged.

Except for one thing.

“This still has traces of being repaired.”

“It was urgently reinstalled.”

Philly looked towards the innermost part of the armory.

The treasure of the Empire, the most powerful and greatest weapon they possessed.

Mjölnir.

“This thing suddenly flew away during the war, right?”

“Yes. It smashed all the magic and devices made for security, and even broke the palace wall.”

Philly pointed with her finger to the opposite wall. Indeed, there were traces of it having been recently patched up.

“And in Frondier’s right hand, confirmed by Wizard view, he was holding a hammer that looked exactly like Mjölnir…”

“Given the circumstances, it’s certain that Mjölnir flew away for Frondier.”

“Did Mjölnir really acknowledge Frondier as its owner?”

Probably so.

Mjölnir follows the will of the one it acknowledges. Thor wielded Mjölnir freely, allowing it to fight on its own, and it became even more powerful by absorbing the power of lightning that Thor possessed.

‘…What does it mean for a weapon to acknowledge its owner?’

The original owner of Mjölnir was Thor. She didn’t think that he, the son of Odin, would be on the side of humans either.

But Mjölnir definitely helped Frondier.

So, does that mean that a weapon doesn’t necessarily follow the will of its original owner?

“But it eventually returned to the armory?”

“Frondier returned it. Saying ‘I used it well’.”

“…That’s just like him.”

Aten was a little dumbfounded. Philly exhaled a breath, Hu, and said.

“Well, I would have liked to give him this too, but there was no way to deliver it. But well, if Frondier really needs it, according to his will,”

The moment Philly said that,

Fwoosh!

Suddenly, Mjölnir emitted light.

“…Oh my?”

As Philly let out a small sound of surprise at the sight,

Whizz!

Kwaaang-!!

“Kyaa!”

Mjölnir, once again, trembled from where it was enshrined and shot out at high speed towards somewhere.

Of course, in the process, it once again smashed the security magic and the wall to pieces.

Aten screamed and then checked the situation.

“Uh, Mom? Don’t tell me this is…”

“…Probably.”

Philly, with a slightly stiff face, gave an awkward smile.

“I guess Frondier needs it now.”