The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 437 (2) – The Academys Weapon Replicator

Dier and Aster came out of the prison.

Aster spoke.

“That bastard, he said no.”

“He’s lying.”

“He sounded pretty convincing though.”

“Really? I wouldn’t know. I haven’t heard him speak since then.”

‘Well, this is…’

Aster scratched his head.

Aster also knew Dier well. He believed in his extraordinary mind.

“Shouldn’t we re-examine the hypothesis? Marco knew about Agoris’ war preparations from the beginning. If he knew it would come to this, there’s a chance that the bluff he used on the girl has already been exposed. It’s best not to underestimate a devil’s intelligence.”

“I agree with re-examining the hypothesis, but I don’t think he could have predicted this situation.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“That guy, he was being played around by Senior Frondier.”

Ah, Aster nodded in understanding.

Marco had been caught in Frondier’s schemes and struggled, eventually succumbing to his demonic power and being brought to Morion unconscious.

There was no way that was part of his plan.

“With all his plans ruined, he’s the best source of information we have right now.”

“……You really are scary.”

Dier laughed awkwardly. As if being called scary was a compliment.

He was so used to being told he was kind that hearing someone acknowledge his skills felt good.

“But here’s the problem. We need to tell Senior Frondier about this.”

Dier was lost in thought.

Marco had told him to go to Agoris himself. As if that’s what he wanted deep down.

‘That must be because there’s something we can only see from this continent.’

Something about Agoris that couldn’t be seen from within. There had to be something.

From within, it would be near impossible to figure out the devil’s plan the way Dier did.

Only by looking from the Falind continent, and by knowing about Agoris, could one see the gaze that God directed at the devils.

That was why Frondier couldn’t reach the same conclusion as Dier. Even if he did, there was no way for him to confirm it.

Frondier had become too famous, and it was impossible for him to make the devils lower their guard like Dier could.

“If there’s something else we can only figure out from here, it’s not a good idea for us to go to Agoris.”

“And we don’t even know when they’ll arrive.”

That’s true* As Dier nodded in agreement.

Flap, flap.

They stopped at the sound of flapping wings.

“Huh?”

A crow circled around Dier and landed on Aster’s shoulder.

“Uh?”

Dier looked at the crow perched on Aster’s shoulder.

His first thought was,

‘Senior Aster really doesn’t match a crow.’

and his next was,

‘This crow looks familiar…’

[Greetings.]

“Whoa!”

Aster shouted in surprise. Dier’s eyes widened, though he managed to stay silent.

[Do you remember me? I am Master Frondier’s familiar.]

“……Ah, right! The one Senior Frondier always had on his shoulder!”

Dier finally remembered and exclaimed.

……But it looks a little different from the crow I remember. Strange. Does he have multiple tamed crows?

He tamed multiple crows, and they’re all capable of natural language?

[You seem to have something to tell Master Frondier.]

The crow bowed its head and lowered its posture deeply, as if it were a person.

[Leave it to me.]