THE ACADEMY’S WEAPON REPLICATOR

Chapter 384 (1) - The Academys Weapon Replicator

I froze at Jeanne’s words.

‘She knows I’m someone else.’

Naturally, my guard went up. Until now, Belphegor was the only one who had figured it out, not because I revealed it, but because he saw through me.

However, Belphegor could see the form of a soul, and he had seen the young Frondier before I possessed him.

If that weren’t the case, even Belphegor wouldn’t have known that I wasn’t Frondier.

So, to be precise, this was the first time.

Someone who recognized that I wasn’t Frondier at first glance, without any hints or evidence.

‘Is there some characteristic of a possessor that I don’t know about yet?’

What if there was someone like Jeanne who could recognize it at a glance, and what if that person was my enemy?

“Hehehe.”

But then, Jeanne burst out laughing in front of me, who was getting nervous.

“Ahahaha. Indeed, that prudence and vigilance have brought you this far. Smart, cautious, not acting or speaking rashly. Yes, I like it.”

“……Do you know why I’m on guard?”

“Of course. You’re worried that someone else might find out your true identity, right?”

Jeanne was reading my mind.

She also said,

“The reason I know your identity isn’t that special. It’s not something you can tell from appearances.”

“Then how did you know?”

“You activated the rune here, didn’t you? All by yourself.”

Jeanne looked around.

“I don’t know how much time has passed since I lived. But an unimaginable amount of time must have passed. I waited for someone to activate this rune, but I didn’t think it was very likely. I thought it would become more and more difficult as time went on.”

Jeanne was right.

The prerequisites for me to activate this rune here. Now I know how difficult it is for all of them to be in my hands.

“So when I first saw you, I was very surprised.”

“Because the rune was activated?”

“That too, but because you’re the only one here right now.”

Ah.

I understood what Jeanne was saying and nodded.

“This rune and the Weaving were arranged to come together in one place. In this world, there can be no one who truly does not believe in God without any reason. Just as it is impossible to believe that something that exists does not exist. But those who have gained the ability of the Weaving can do that. Because they have experienced a world other than this one. But it is very difficult for both the Weaving and Menosorpo to fall into the hands of one person.”

“Why? Only those who do not believe in God can obtain Menosorpo.”

“The problem is that the Weaving before obtaining Menosorpo is not a combat-capable ability. The Weaving itself is just a record repository that stores information as images. But to get Menosorpo, you have to clear a dungeon.”

Since the Weaving creates illusions, it is not helpful in combat. I can handle it as a phenomenon and momentarily intervene in reality, but I haven’t been able to deal any significant damage to strong opponents.

So, the Weaving generally becomes useful in combat only after obtaining Menosorpo, and to obtain Menosorpo, one must clear a dungeon.

There, a question arose, and I said,

“The dungeon where I got Menosorpo was a low-level dungeon.”

“The level of the dungeon doesn’t matter. The problem is that God has played some tricks. They don’t know which sanctuaries have hidden the rune with what questions. So, in most places, they would have made arrangements to make it difficult to clear, regardless of the level of the dungeon. Wasn’t that the case?”

“……Ah.”

That’s right. I remember.

A very dangerous guy appeared for a low-level dungeon.

Slevb.

A heretic with a dagger dripping with dangerous paralyzing poison. A clear monster from the outside.

──I hate.

──I hate God.

──The Gods who lied to me.

──I curse all the Gods who have given me eternal trials.

So that’s why Slevb said that.

It is not easy to deal damage to a spirit like Slevb. Even Aster at that time would have had a hard time.

If it had been that member, the magic of Jane, who was a teacher, would have been somewhat effective, but I don’t know if Jane at that time could have hit Slevb, who was barely visible.

‘Slevb died after being hit by Gram. At the time, I thought it was possible because the Weaving was magic.’

Maybe because Gram was a hero’s sword.

Perhaps it worked on Slevb, who was placed there by God’s arrangement.

Jeanne said,

“The person who obtained the Weaving is a complete outsider in this world. We wanted him to find out what God had done to this world as soon as possible and quickly inform the strong ones of this era. The ideal, of course, was for one person to have both the Weaving and Menosorpo, but that was both ideal and unrealistic. The best we could hope for was that the strongest individual of that era would have Menosorpo. If the person who obtained the Weaving could convey the truth to an individual, and the individual could believe it, then they could speak the answer.”

“Because if a strong individual obtains the rune of Menosorpo, possibilities will open up in any way.”

“That’s right. Menosorpo doesn’t have to be used only with the Weaving.”

Due to the nature of Menosorpo, its effect would be effective against most strong individuals. It allows you to implement magic and skills anywhere within its range.

A warrior could pre-cast their main skills at predicted locations. Aster’s ‘One Flash Strike’, for example, could be used consecutively by designating the location in advance.

A magician could imitate Osprey’s specialty, a divine technique that is cast and activated from a distance.

‘Both would be terrible to be on the receiving end of.’

While I was thinking for a moment, Jeanne smiled at me.

“But the ‘ideal’ that I thought was impossible has come true right before my eyes, so I couldn’t be happier.”

One person has both the Weaving and Menosorpo. The ideal that Jeanne speaks of.

“……It’s not necessarily ideal.”

My face became a little complicated.

The Weaving and Menosorpo are a huge part of my strength. They are that good of skills.

What if these two were given to Aster instead of me? I couldn’t help but think about it.

“No. You’ve done so much. More than you realize.”

But Jeanne shook her head and placed her hand on my head.

It was a little awkward for a woman who wasn’t my mother to put her hand on my head, but it was better because we were similar in height. Still, I couldn’t help but feel strange.

Jeanne’s smile soon turned into a wry smile.

“……It’s time.”

“Are you leaving?”

“Yes. There’s a limit to imitating a person after all. Even with Menosorpo. It would have been better if I had my belongings here.”

“Like a real flag?”

“That would be the best.”

While speaking calmly, I could see Jeanne’s form gradually fading.

Jeanne looked disappointed, but she didn’t look sad. She told me,

“Then before I go, I’ll tell you the last thing I need to say.”

“What is it?”

Perhaps what she was about to say was the real reason Jeanne had been waiting for someone to come here. I listened intently.

“Menosorpo is not yet complete.”

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