Academy’s Weapon Replicator chapter 13

Chapter 3 Destiny Manipulation (4)

Jane looked at the wall Frontier and Cybel had crossed.

But I couldn’t press the footrest again, and I couldn’t see any other devices. It seemed that the trap could not be operated again.

“Frondie! Cybel! Can you hear me?”

silent answer.

I can’t hear the other side’s voice from this side, or can’t hear this side’s voice from the other side. Is it both? Anyway, communication seemed impossible.

“What? Both are first graders,”

Just as Quinnier was about to ask a question. She felt a strong wind right next to her.

Looking to the side, Aster’s body was covered with a white glow.

“I will dig it.”

Aster’s divine power, Baldur.

The moment he saw his comrades in danger, Aster did not hesitate.

But,

“No.”

Jane stopped him.

“Why? With my own strength, I can break through.”

Aster said that he was already completely ready to fight.

Jane shook her head.

“yes. With your strength, you can break through. It’s not a hole-in-the-wall, and if done wrong, the entire dungeon could be destroyed.”

“… … !”

Aster regained his composure at Jane’s calm words.

Jane said looking straight at Aster.

“Aster student. If the dungeon collapses, the two inside may be buried as they are. That way, there is no way I can do it.”

“… … .”

Aster listened to Jane and remained silent for a while. He soon relaxed his powers and closed his eyes.

“… … I’m sorry for being overly excited.”

“I’m glad you understand.”

Seeing Aster apologizing honestly, Jane laughed.

But the situation has not been resolved.

Jane thought for a moment.

Will Frontier and Cybel stay in the same place they fell over, or will they move?

Frontier will want to be there. He knows about traps well, and he is famous for being lazy above all else.

On the other hand, Cybel can’t stand waiting. It was the woman who, until a little while ago, was blatantly saying that she was bored.

With Jane and Queenie, some jokes would be fine, but now there are only the two of them.

‘… … You must not move. I can only hope that Frontier will dry Cybel.’

If so, you still have time.

“Let’s keep going. If you attack the dungeon, the dungeon loses its power and the area regains its original shape. Then both will be safe.”

“… … Yes. Then hurry up.”

Quinn nodded her head with a determined expression.

Jane looked at Aster.

“I am looking forward to the power of Aster students.”

“Leave it to me.”

Aster said in a confident tone.

Even if he doesn’t have to break the wall, his power is essential to quickly attack this dungeon.

* * *

Jane probably wants us to be there. It’s like Mia’s basics.

But Cybel and I were walking hard.

Cybel looked around with anxious eyes. In fact, he was mostly looking at me.

‘After all, the answer was to fall with the party.’

I intentionally activated the trap. To leave only me and Cybel here.

There are several reasons for this.

One is Quinnier’s quick insight.

I’ve played this dungeon several times, so I remember the location of almost all traps.

So I looked at the location for a moment without realizing it, and I was caught for a moment.

At least in this dungeon, it’s better to stay away from Queenie.

Another reason is Cybel.

Cybel’s fate is manipulated as she wishes.

The dungeon exploration so far was not the situation she wanted, to say the least.

She is interested in Aster. Seeing Aster’s performance, I hope that things will progress by his side.

But that’s not very pleasing to me. I know that Cybel is a villain.

Of course, the cybels of this world may be slightly different.

But while I’ve played countless times, Cybel hasn’t changed. Now I can’t even afford to change her.

So, it is better to keep Aster and Cybel apart as much as possible.

The problem is manipulating his fate.

If Cybel’s desires are not met, it is unknown what unspecified variables will strike.

The appearance of ‘outside’ monsters that are not suitable for this low-level dungeon may also be sufficient only for Cybel.

So before that.

I join her in manipulating her fate.

“I, don’t come near me.”

Cybel became vigilant as soon as she was alone with me.

This is the real perception she has of me. A hatred of me, a similar level of fear.

It was quite refreshing to see Cybel’s face exposed without pretense. Probably few people have seen it.

However, the lower dungeon is a dangerous place for two first-year students.

Even if you don’t like Cybel, staying away from me is dangerous.

It’s said that monsters can catch monsters, but usually first-year students can’t figure out traps.

But I know all the pitfalls.

Whenever I find a trap, I even save it in the ‘workshop’.

So, where are you?

Shall we change Cybel’s ‘desire’?

shudder.

I freely stepped on the unnaturally protruding stone.

Shh!

Same arrow trap as before.

This time, arrows flew in a flash from the front.

“Oh!”

Knowing where it was going, I pretended to be surprised.

Cybel was right next to the arrow’s trajectory.

“Heh, heh heh… … !”

Cybel looked at the arrowhead and trembled.

It was an arrow that was going to miss anyway. Even if he didn’t miss, if it was Cybel’s reaction speed, he would have avoided it.

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Not only Cybel, but Constell’s combat-related students would react in a narrow way. Even if she didn’t respond, her unique luck must have helped her somehow.

But there’s no need to do that because I blocked it.

You don’t need luck, so luck doesn’t work.

“Sorry, I must have stepped on a trap.”

“You, you… … .”

Cybel was crying right now.

I want to resent myself, but she has no knowledge of traps, so maybe I stepped on her on purpose.

Cybel pulled out her weapon, even while crying.

A sword thinner than her arm, the handle is decorated with decorations to protect the hand.

it’s a rapier

I also took out the dagger in my arms. Originally, it was a dagger needed to capture monsters, but this is the only weapon I have. Actually, you don’t even need this.

Even so, I have to pretend I’m nervous so that Cybel will be nervous too.

“let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Cybel became a little more docile. Still, the distance between me has not been narrowed that much.

Hmm.

I’m still not sober.

– Hey!

– aah!

-Mom!!

By deliberately activating the trap while walking, I dealt with the incoming attack myself. Each time, Cybel was startled.

Of course, not all traps work. Most tell Cybel the location of the trap, instructing him to avoid it, and unlocking anything that can be dispelled.

When Cybel’s trust was built up and she was gradually relieved,

once.

“Ahhh! crying!!”

This time it was a trap where the floor went out.

I grabbed her hand, which was about to fall off the edge.

Cybel’s body leaned diagonally toward the cliff.

The balance of her entire body relying solely on my hands. If I let go of it, it will fall.

“Wow, that was dangerous.”

“Save me, save me, save me!”

“Calm down because you are alive.”

I pulled her hand. Cybel’s body fell into my arms.

Balancing, she trembled as she looked at the dimly lit floor.

The edge of the floor is invisible to the naked eye. Not knowing what’s underneath would be more terrifying to Cybel.

But in fact there is nothing. just the floor.

Even if you fall, if you land calmly, nothing happens.

“Uhhh… … .”

Cybel was attached to me no matter where the vigilance and doubts about me went.

That’s right. Cybel herself has an intuition that fate is her own, but she doesn’t realize how powerful it is.

Her strong luck is not humorous, such as sneezing an arrow that is flying in the air.

In the first place, there is no requirement for an arrow to fly to her. Don’t give me that kind of situation.

Because of this, Cybel never really had the experience of putting an arrow in front of her.

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Not a clumsy good fortune to overcome a crisis, but a powerful fortune to get rid of the crisis itself.

If it’s that powerful, it’s ironic that when Cybel faces a real crisis, it creates chaos.

“F, Frontier… … .”

already crying I wasn’t hurt at all.

Had she been in this situation alone, she would have been more relieved.

Most of the traps were avoided without realizing that they existed, and even if they stepped on them, they would not fire, or they would rather have reassured her.

But I step on it myself and I handle it. Continue to pose a danger to her, and remove the danger.

I do what her luck would do, so luck doesn’t work.

In other words, my very existence is actually Cybel’s ‘luck’.

But Cybel would be even more confused. From her point of view, it would seem that I am also in danger.

It looks like I’m barely blocking the trap, so I don’t feel like luck is at work.

‘I hope Cybel’s desires change like this.’

If he turns off his interest in Aster and turns into a desire to leave this place. I can help you with anything like that.

I know about this dungeon.

The path that Cybel and I are going is actually closer to reaching the ‘sanctuary’ even though there are more traps.

The sanctuary is the final location of the dungeon, so arriving there means you’ve reached the exit.

But nevertheless, the sanctuary will arrive sooner on Aster’s side.

Aster, who must have been burning with a sense of justice, must have been using his divine powers generously to break through.

Even if you shorten the distance a little, you can’t keep up with that speed.

“Oh, it’s widened.”

As I was walking down the street, I looked around. We entered a much larger space than before.

“If you are wide, what is the difference?”

After closely following me, Cybel asked in a frightened voice.

“There will be traps.”

“really?”

This is true. How not to set traps where there is a lot of space to avoid.

I don’t know if the whole area is a trap.

“But, where did you learn all that?”

Cybel asked suspiciously.

“Learn by class.”

“… … As far as I know, you sleep every class.”

“Didn’t you hear that I’m sober these days?”

I feel weird because I talk like someone else.

Actually, I’m not a real Frontier, though, I’m a stranger.

“Then what if it’s not a trap?”

“What?”

After walking for a while, I saw a herd of animals in the distance.

It has red eyes, gray fur, its back is quite curved, but it is bipedal, and its face resembles a mouse.

it’s ratman

“There is such a thing.”

“… … I see.”

Cybel lightly swung the rapier she was holding as if calming down a bit.

I grabbed the dagger again.

“Isn’t it better than traps?”

“A hundred times a thousand times.”

A horde of ratmen rushed towards us.

about ten.

It would have been annoying if all of them came at the same time, but seeing them come one after another, it’s the intelligence of a mouse.

Cybel knocked down the enemies one after another.

Cybel’s swordsmanship has a bit of uniqueness, and while a rapier would mainly use stabbing, Cybel mainly fights with that thin sword.

After awakening the auror, the frequency becomes more severe.

The blade with the Auror is not easily broken, so it can be said of course.

“hey! you! Aren’t you going to fight?!”

Cybel pushed me while fighting hard.

I shrugged.

“sorry. I can’t fight.”

Cybel’s face was stained with absurdity.

“This is a Constell student… … ?”