The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 448 (1) – The Academys Weapon Replicator

After that, Frondier spent more time in the workshop.

Not only Elodie’s classes, but he was also holed up in the workshop most of the time except when he was working at Atlas.

When Elodie heard that from Mei, she was worried for a moment.

‘Is it possible that the influence of Sloth is still…?’

It wasn’t just the Roach family who felt guilty about Frondier.

Elodie, his childhood friend who was deeply disappointed in him in the past, was also the same.

That’s why she was more sensitive than anyone else about Frondier’s condition.

‘No. He seemed fine in the staff room. The students didn’t say anything like that either.’

She shook her head as if it couldn’t be, but she knew one more thing.

“Just in case.”

Elodie muttered so and then left the house and flew up into the air.

The workshop was still there, unchanged, where she had been teaching. She knew it well because she had been teaching magic to Frondier in the workshop for the past few days.

‘Come to think of it, it’s an amazing magic.’

As Elodie herself said, it was a kind of great magic, and the fact that a building was floating in the sky was bizarre in itself. At the same time, it was too efficient.

Elodie and Frondier took it for granted, but most people couldn’t fly.

Even the wizards of Constel had to learn ‘levitation’ step by step and reach a certain level to be able to float in the air.

Even that was just an extension of levitation, so those who first learned to fly could only barely control their altitude in the air, like a hot air balloon.

In that sense, the fact that there was a building in the sky high enough to be invisible to human eyes meant that not only could this huge building be concealed, but even if it was discovered, it would be transformed into a high-performance fortress.

“And there’s no entrance without the owner’s will.”

Elodie came to a stop in front of the workshop wall. There was no door to this building as she looked around. As long as Frondier didn’t open it.

Knock, knock.

Elodie knocked on a random wall.

“Frondier, can you hear me?”

Honestly, she didn’t know if the person inside would notice it like this. If it were according to the theory that Elodie had drawn in her head, outsiders wouldn’t be able to notice, but Frondier, the owner of this workshop, might be able to notice.

Slide-

A few seconds later, a part of the wall right next to Elodie fell off like a veil being lifted, revealing a door.

“……Sometimes I wonder if my childhood friend is a human.”

Elodie muttered so and opened the door.

Creak.

“Frondier, sometimes you need to get some fresh air?!”

Elodie’s worried tone was interrupted as a bunch of papers that suddenly flew in stuck to her face and flew away.

“Whoa, what, what is this? Eek!”

Elodie removed the paper stuck to her face and looked ahead. And she reflexively dodged a few more pieces of paper fluttering.

Flutter─

Only then was Elodie able to look around.

Countless papers were flying around the workshop. In the center of it was Frondier.

“Sorry, Elodie. I’m organizing right now.”

As Frondier spoke, he held both hands in front of his eyes. Then the papers that were flying around gathered between Frondier’s hands.

When all the papers that were filling the gaps one after another were gathered, Frondier gathered his hands and grabbed a bundle of papers.

“What are you doing?”

When Elodie asked, Frondier said.

“I’m writing test questions.”

“Test questions…?”

“Yeah. I’m in charge of the last question.”

Come to think of it, she heard something like that. In the staff room, she saw other teachers talking about Frondier being in charge of the last question.

At Atlas, Frondier had a surprisingly good reputation among teachers.

He was active in both magic and combat classes, hosted an event called Machia, and was a pro who did it all without a word. That was how Frondier was perceived.

“But what does that have to do with making the last question?”

Is it a question about how to make the paper flutter? When Elodie tilted her head, Frondier took out a piece of paper and lightly tossed it towards Elodie. The paper danced in the air and landed on Elodie’s hand.

“……Huh, ‘Summary of the Practical System of Basic Magic Theory No. 1’……”

Elodie read the title, looked over the contents, and asked again.

“Are the papers that were flying around earlier all like this?”

“Yeah. The papers that were flying around were summaries of the test range and replicas of the original books. There were other materials besides that.”

Frondier tossed a piece of paper. Then it spun around.

“The papers floating in the air like this are set up so I can bring them whenever I want. I put away the roughly organized ones or the ones I fully understand in my head, bring the ones that need to be revised and supplemented closer.”

This method was inspired by what Elodie had said about ‘concepts popping out into reality’.

Frondier put most of the knowledge he gained from classes or books into the workshop. Naturally, the amount increased enormously over time.

So Frondier was used to organizing and summarizing, and this was also true for the workshop itself.

Frondier’s test-taking process was similar to an open book test. That alone gave him a huge advantage over other students, but there was one more reason why he always got perfect scores.

Frondier’s workshop helped him quickly retrieve the knowledge he needed.

Because Frondier repeatedly summarized and organized, he set and memorized where each content was located. Even if he didn’t know all the content, he knew where it was.

“So this time, I’m summarizing all of the first semester’s lecture content. What are the similar parts in the explanation of each theme, are there any conflicting parts, and if so, where do they originate, and so on. So I’m just putting them up as they come to mind.”

In other words, it was a mind map that played with the entire content of the first semester’s lectures, and a cloud that brought in the necessary parts and supplemented them as needed.

“…….”

Elodie blinked at his words,

“So, you’re doing all this to make one question?”

“Yeah. The last question. The last question has to be difficult but reasonable, and you shouldn’t be able to get it right unless you fully understand what you’ve learned, right?”

“…….”

Elodie was about to say something, but then she thought she should say something, so she opened her mouth and closed it again.

Then she shook her head and just said one short word.

“Good luck.”

That was all she said.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

“Make sure you eat on time.”

“I won’t forget.”

Elodie turned her back and walked out the door.

She really had a lot to say, but she swallowed it all down. It wasn’t her concern. In fact, it wasn’t Frondier’s concern either.

It’s the one who made Frondier do this that’s wrong.

‘Well, my curiosity is solved.’

The worry that Frondier might still be under the influence of Sloth was completely unfounded.