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“──It’s done.”
Before long, Frontier completed the three-dimensional design.
I have drawn every line of the perspective drawing of the studio, so there will be no shortcomings.
Vinkiss approached and looked closely at the blueprint completed by Frontier.
“… … You really drew it.”
“sure.”
Frontier replied as if it was natural. I was told to draw, so I drew it. As if you were doing the right thing.
But for Vinkis, it wasn’t natural at all.
‘Perfect, spacing, length, bonding between parts, perfect without any deviation.’
And most of all, the moment I saw it, Vinkis’s intuition told me.
This artifact is real. It’s clearly usable. The function must also be exactly as Frontier said. Vinkis, who could see the structure of the blueprint, was already aware of the principle.
‘This guy, what is it really?’
Vinkis was feeling a certain fear beyond admiration for Frontier.
The Frontier I met during the final exam was obviously a warrior, like everyone in Constell. Strong skills and power. And he was a guy with a good head. In addition, he was the owner of the ‘fireworks’ that only rumored to be popular.
However, what he is showing today is completely opposite to that, and he has talents suitable for engineers and research.
Can an individual possess this many talents, even with high specs? Up until now, Vinkis has seen many students called geniuses, but none like Frontier.
Elin Evans, who is called the best swordsman, lacked mana, and Elodie, whose name is ‘Inies’, is also loved by the five gods, but he is still inexperienced and has trouble controlling his strength.
Above all, most of the people who are called geniuses are only in one field.
This means that Aster, who is self-evidently destined to become the hero of mankind in the future, is the same as a swordsman. All the talents he has are absolutely necessary as a ‘swordsman’, and because he is excellent, Aster is called a genius.
Vinkis had never seen a person who showed talent in a completely different field like Frontier, even non-combat.
‘… … What if they were all in the same field from Frontier’s point of view?’
Vinkis thought for a moment. If the talents of the students she has seen are called because they are suitable for what field, is Frontier’s talent, which looks like Junggu Heating, actually moving towards one point?
If so, what will the frontier become at the end of that one point?
“I, sir. Could you take a look? This blueprint.”
“Ahh! right.”
Perhaps Vinkis, who had been standing still, was puzzled, Frontier spoke first. Vinkis threw away his thoughts and looked at the blueprint.
“Hmm. That’s how it worked. I thought it would be closer to a faucet, but I used concentration instead. Magical power is invisible to the naked eye until it manifests, but it is an obvious substance. That concentration is used as a standard to determine the output of magic power. That means the mana is already filtered out before the user fully casts the spell.”
Vinkis muttered while looking at the blueprint. Of course, Frontier hardly understood what he was talking about. I am the one who drew the blueprint.
“Is it possible to remodel this pole and store the black cloth?”
“You have to know, but I think it might be possible. However, since liquid is of course heavier than mana, we need to pay attention to weight reduction and increase the length a bit to expand the space. I also have to engrave the magic circle.”
At Vinkis’s words, Daoud crossed his arms and snorted.
“All you need is a space to draw a circle.”
It was a reliable word. Vinkis smiled softly and said.
“Now, shall we begin?”
* * *
While Vinkis and Dowd revised the three-dimensional blueprint, Frontier sat facing Edwin.
Edwin looked down at Frontier’s hand. Exactly the tip of your finger.
“Well, this should be enough for my fingerprints.”
“Are there times when you can’t write your fingerprints?”
“It’s pretty good. Either it’s worn out so it’s faded, or it’s completely gone. It’s rare for students to do that, but it’s pretty common in Constell. Before entering the school, the training of the family must have been tremendous. I have no idea what you are doing.”
Edwin picked up the necklace that Frontier had brought.
“When using a necklace, remember the back side here. Of course, I will make a new necklace, but there won’t be a big change in the design of this one. To break it forward, just press it with your finger.”
“Does it matter which finger?”
“yes. I’ll put all ten finger prints on both hands.”
Frontier was confused for a moment as Edwin said it was nothing. Is it that easy? I don’t think it’s because Cybel, who was listening quietly next to her, opens her mouth.
“It’s amazing that it recognizes fingerprints.”
Fingerprint recognition has a very modern feel, so Frontier was frankly impressed.
Meanwhile, Edwin was putting a lens or something on Frontier’s finger, spilling mana. It was like recording fingerprints. I don’t know.
“It’s not that surprising because it’s using magic to observe and record things. In principle, it’s simpler than creating sparks. The important thing is operability. Even if you use magic, you have to apply a thin layer of mana while maintaining the uniformity of mana. It’s more of a skill than magic. So few people do it.”
While explaining Edwin, he checked Frontier’s fingers one after another and handed them over.
“Now, your left hand.”
“… … Are you just done with that?”
“yes.”
In response, Frontier was speechless and put out his left hand.
Shouldn’t this person have had a sense of inferiority in the first place?
“… … Frontier.”
Edwin opened his mouth, still pointing his finger through the lens.
“What do you think of God?”
“… … Yes?”
“You met Hephaestus. I even fought him indirectly. I thought I might have a different opinion from other people.”
It was Cybel, who was next to him, who listened to Edwin.
Cybel remembers what Frontier said in front of the sanctuary.
-I don’t believe in God. Because I don’t believe in fate.
That was an opportunity to change Cybel’s values. She felt ashamed of the carefree thought that everything would be okay, and realized that her life should be entirely hers, even if she received help.
But what about Frontier himself? What kind of life and what kind of process did Frontier say so?
“… … I don’t really think about God.”
“That alone is a problem statement.”
Edwin grinned.
Frontier thought for a moment. Thanatos who initially tried to kill him, then Hephaestus who controlled Edwin, Renzo’s divine power Ares, and Hestia.
At first, there was nothing but dislike for the gods of this world. It was natural. Do you hate ‘weaving’ or do you hate Frontier itself? Either way, it seemed that God was all trying to kill him.
But Hestia said. Even the gods are currently in a conflicting position. I don’t know what it was fighting against, but Hestia helped Frontier as if to prove it.
I met Frontier knowing that he would save her brazier.
confrontation of the gods. I don’t know which side is on Frontier’s side. It may not be both.
However, it was enough to change Frontier’s thinking a little.
“To put it bluntly,”
Frontier finished thinking and opened his mouth.
“The gods are quite, human-like.”
A confrontational structure in which the opinions of each other cannot be combined. Seeing Thanatos, he realized that God can have murderous intentions against a single human being, and seeing Hephaestus, he learned the hatred and wrath of God. Hestia was provided with information and felt good.
All of that made the gods no longer feel like gods to Frontier. He may have had such feelings because he did not believe in God from the beginning.
“… …ね.”
Edwin let out a small laugh upon hearing that. He smiled really satisfied.
But after that, Edwin said with a slightly serious expression.
“If that’s true, be careful of temples and believers in the future.”
“… … Temple.”
“For the gods to come to the human world, several conditions are necessary. But the temple has already met some of those conditions. If God pushes a little, he will be able to descend on the temple.”
As Edwin said, the gods had already often descended upon the temple. It is the emergence of a power far more direct and powerful than the appearance of a god in the sanctuary. It is most similar to Thanatos, who appeared to kill Frontier.
There are several famous temples on the continent. In particular, the ‘Parthenon’ remains in perfect shape without any flaws or defects.
“This is my sense, but it seems that you are not the only ones hated by Hephaestus.”
I feel so good.
Frontier asked, feeling something strange while listening.
“What I’ve been curious about since a while ago, Edwin-senpai doesn’t even give Hephaestus a title.”
“… … .”
“… … Hopefully, senior. like me… … .”
Edwin lifted his gaze away from Frontier’s fingers and met his eyes. There was a playful look on his smiling face.
“it is a secret.”
* * *
After Frontier’s fingerprint registration was completed, Vinkiss decided the design direction and started work.
However, it seemed to take longer than initially thought.
‘I can’t go to Yeranhes with the finished artifact.’
Even after completing the entire week of preparation that Ampere said, it will take an additional fortnight. Frontier asked to send it to Yeranhes as soon as it was completed.
Anyway, I didn’t think I’d be able to get the Black Sky as soon as I arrived at Yeranhes. The fragments of Helheim are beyond the barrier, and Ampere has no way of allowing them to go there.
If it is certain that the Artifact will be completed within this winter break, it would have been right to sit quietly in Yeranhes until then. It’s not because Frontier didn’t want to die.
Frontier picked up the phone. A number of messages had arrived.
Unlike last summer vacation, Frontier told most people to go to Yeranhes this time. Of course, it was emphasized that it was not blocking the barrier, but learning under the Roach Knights.
Most people sent messages of support. It seemed that neither Cybel nor Aten would follow this time.
Just one message to stop Frontier for a moment.
[Don’t die.]
It was Elodie.
It seemed like a simple message of greetings and cheers, but another message came.
[Because I know it will be overkill.]
It was as sharp as predicting how Frontier would behave.
Frontier responded for a moment.
[Don’t overdo it.]
[Do not lie.]
It was an immediate answer.
There’s another bottle. This time, it was a bit of a strange text.
[And this time, I won’t say anything.]
[yes?]
When I asked there, there was no text message for a while.
Are you suddenly busy? Just when that thought occurred to me, the text message flew again.
[Because I’m going to overdo it this time too.]
“… … .”
Frontier shut his mouth.
Elodie, who is already strong enough and overflowing with power, is crowding out. I had no idea what was going to happen.
“You said you couldn’t do that.”
Frontier mumbles to himself because he can’t even text it.
There’s one thing Frontier doesn’t know right now. How is the situation different from when you were playing the game?
In Constell’s first year, Aster and Elodie are recognized geniuses. Also, he is already the top in each field in the first year.
Aster has Robald to follow and Elodi has Lunia and Aten, but there is still a visible gap between them now.
So, both of them are born with a personality that doesn’t neglect their practice, but being the strongest also means that their motivation is weak.
If you live only in the environment of Constell, you will make an effort, but you will not go up beyond a certain limit.
Although Aster is controlled by the player, the player only moves along an efficient route, and cannot change Aster’s original mindset. Therefore, there is a limit to the growth curve.
However, the appearance of Frontier changes that laid-back idea.
Frontiers during the midterm and final exams of the second semester deliberately adjusted their rankings. There’s no need to get any higher rank than Ampere’s eyes. And those who know Frontier know that he deliberately adjusted the rankings.
In the eyes of Elodie and Aster, Frontier’s ability cannot be measured. So I can’t afford to be quiet. The title of being the top in each field is just a fancy word.
To beat the Frontier. to stand on an equal footing.
The frontier of the images in their minds had already become a huge wall that could not be resisted.
They will do whatever it takes to overcome that wall and will not spare any effort.
Aster didn’t text Frontier, but what he’s trying to do is little different from Elodie. Rather, it shows his determination not to send text messages.
“… … Come on, then.”
Frontier who doesn’t know that fact. He’s just slow.
“Let’s go, Yeranhes.”
Another step forward to change the future of gaming.
Slowly, even where he did not know, the future began to change.