Academy’s Weapon Replicator chapter 531

Chapter 144: Moirai (6)

Frondier remembered Sigurd’s words.

Various writings seen at Mangot.

─Ragnarok failed.

─Failed to protect Fenrir.

─I witnessed Olympus.

─A surprise attack from Nastrond.

There was a clear reference to Olympus. He didn’t know at the time what witnessing meant.

Frondier asked.

“Didn’t Olympus originally intervene in Ragnarok?”

“I couldn’t discuss intervention. At the time, we didn’t even know it existed. But that’s right. “Except we didn’t know, Olympus joined Asgard while we were at war.”

In that case, the ‘sighting’ used in that passage was not a simple story. It was a sentence that was much more urgent than Frontier thought.

‘Asgard alone would be overwhelming, but even Olympus. ‘It would have been natural for the giant to not have been able to win.’

This is especially true if you did not know the existence of the Olympian gods.

But wait. When Frontier heard that, he felt strange.

“By the way, Sigurd. Olympus later intervened, what would have happened if he had not intervened?”

Sigurd answered as if he was asking something obvious.

“That is our victory.”

“… Is that true?”

“It was an even fight, but the advantage in the war was clearly on our side. “If it weren’t for Olympus, victory would definitely have been in our hands.”

Actually, if Asgard had been winning, there is no way Olympus would have joined later. If only it had been a union from the beginning. I’m not going to get involved in a war that’s already being won.

‘But even so, you can’t beat gods like Odin, Thor, or Baldur.’

The gods at that time would not have been possessed. He must have used all his strength. If you beat those gods, what about the giants?

“You guys were incredibly strong. “Defeating the gods.”

“It’s not like that. “That guy’s strategy just worked.”

“You mean that guy?”

“I mean Loki.”

Sigurd answered calmly.

So it took Frontier longer to accept it.

“… “Loki launched a plan to defeat the gods?”

“Okay. Are you sure you don’t know Loki? “I don’t know how much time has passed, but he forgot that name.”

Frondier shook his head.

Of course Loki knows. Why doesn’t he know the name? But he can’t figure out why that name appears.

“Loki is also a god. “Why does he help humans?”

“… Her? No, that’s not what this is about. You must be mistaken about Ragnarok. “Is that the case with all mankind these days?”

Fron Deer couldn’t answer, so he closed his mouth.

Unfortunately, humanity these days knows more than Frontier knew.

Sigurd scratched his head.

“Well, where should I start explaining this? “I don’t know what I know and what I don’t know.”

Then he sighs and says:

“It would have been nice to have Menosorpho at a time like this. Oh sorry. I don’t know what you’re talking about. “This is a personal complaint.”

“…”

For Frontier, the information only increases in mystery in real time.

But to solve this mystery, Frondier has no choice but to take out his key.

Even if there is something inside the door opened with this key.

“Sigurd.”

“Hmm?”

“Menosorpo, I have it.”

“What?”

Sigurd’s eyes changed at that. Look up and down the frontier again. Eyes with a bit of doubt mixed with hope. However, that expression soon turns to disappointment.

“There is no use just having it. Because Menosorpho is a magic circle. Don’t you know? “I don’t know why this place is like this, but I can’t draw a magic circle.”

Sigurd said, looking around him.

This place has already been completely erased by Frontier with Eclexis. There is only a dark background. Sigurd was not particularly surprised to see such a scene.

“Aren’t you curious why this happened?”

“It’s been a long time, so I think it’s old. “I didn’t know that the spirit world was also aging.”

Is this how this situation appears from Sigurd’s perspective?

“Anyway, when Pantemonium becomes like this, there is no space to draw Menosorpho. “It’s a good thing there’s still room for you and me.”

Of course, I erased it so that only that space remained, but of course I didn’t say that.

Sigurd sighed.

“I don’t know if we have weaving, but now I have menosorpho.”

“…”

How should I explain this?

Frontier felt like watching a morning drama.

Just what you need in that situation.

After all, he has it all.

“I also have weaving.”

“Okay, if there’s a weave…” … Huh? What?”

“I have both weaving and menosorpho.”

Sigurd looked at Frondier blankly. It was a face of incomprehension rather than surprise.

“Are you kidding me?”

“No.”

“Do you know what weaving is?”

“Of course. “There is no way to prove it.”

Front Deer would like to show off his weaving, but he can’t use magic here.

No, wait.

Whether it is weaving or menosophro, it cannot be used here anyway, so why does Sigurd tell such a story?

Thump!

Sigurd grabbed Frondier’s arms.

“You can really use weaving? With menosorpho? “Are those two things really within you?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I swear to heaven, can you honestly say that?”

I don’t know why Sigurd was so excited, but Frondier answered.

“I don’t swear to heaven. “Because I don’t believe in God.”

“… !”

Sigurd opened his eyes wide at that.

As a thought occurred to him, he closed his eyes deeply and lowered his head.

“… “It took a long time, but we got there.”

“…”

Frondier doesn’t know how Sigurd feels.

However, there was a memory in this story.

Joan of Arc said:

—The ideal, of course, was for one person to have weaving and menosorpho, but that was both ideal and unrealistic.

─The least we can hope for is for the strongest individual of that era to have Menosorpho.

Joan of Arc said that the ‘ideal situation’ is for one person to have weaving and menosorpho, and the next ‘best reality’ is for two people who each have weaving and menosorpho to cooperate.

According to her, Frontier is in an ideal situation right now.

However, the exact reason was still unknown.

“Then you will have to prove it.”

Sigurd said.

“… You can’t use weaving here.”

“No, you don’t have to. “The proof is simple.”

Sigudr shook his head and said:

“You must have a workshop, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Then what was there when you first saw the workshop?”

“Yes?”

“It’s a simple question.”

… What was there?

Frontier recalled the past. After he came to this world, the first time he saw the workshop.

There was nothing particularly special.

Therefore, Frontier said whatever came to mind.

“… Just an ordinary iron shield and,”

“There must have been a wooden mallet, right?”

“How do you do that?”

As I was thinking about asking back, Frondier found out.

The meaning of this question.

“… No way, skill.”

“I see.”

Sigurd nodded.

“In weaving, the content of the skill is inherited. “The information saved by the previous generation can be viewed by the next generation.”

Frondier opened his mouth at that.

When he first opened his workshop, there were miscellaneous things in it. Things like the shield and hammer he mentioned a moment ago.

Originally, I thought they were saved by Frontier before he was possessed.

But if you think about it, that can’t be possible.

According to Joan of Arc, ‘weaving’ is not a frontier skill. What he received when he came to this world. Frontier is an ability that is not even known to exist.

In other words, the items in the workshop were not stored by the previous Frontier. Something that was saved by the owner of this skill from a much earlier time than that.

“You would know if you had a weave. What is the function of the workshop? “The workshop is just a warehouse that stores information about woven items.”

Yes. The principle of the workshop is simple. It simply stores what is woven.

In other words, there should be nothing else.

“But you would know. “What is inside the workshop, which is just for storage?”

Yes.

Frontier knows and has already seen it.

“… “It’s underground.”

The workshop has a basement. A hidden space that Frontier discovered by taking out the workshop as a transcendence reward.

And there,

“There were stone statues of heroes gathered together.”

“Okay, now do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

A workshop is just a warehouse for storage.

So, the stone statues were not in the workshop ‘from the beginning’ either.

The stone statue was recorded by the owner of the workshop before Frontier.

And in order to record a stone statue, you have to actually see the statue.

However, while Frondier played the game ‘Etius’ countless times, he never saw such a statue. There were occasional statues depicting heroes, but nothing like what he had seen in the basement of the workshop.

And above all, there can be no way for all heroes to have such elaborate and well-crafted stone statues.

“… “No way.”

Frondier imagined something gruesome and put it into his mouth.

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“It’s not a stone statue?”

“…hahahaha!”

Sigurd laughed out loud.

From Frontier’s point of view, this was definitely not something to laugh about.

Sigurd smiled but spoke with serious eyes.

“Frondier, listen carefully.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t know what the current situation of humanity is or how they remember us. But ‘Ragnarok’ will be a little different from what you think.”

“Isn’t this a war between gods and humans?”

“I’m not saying that’s wrong. But that alone is not enough.”

War between gods and humans. This alone is not enough to describe Ragnarok.

“When you leave here, stop by the workshop again. “If you were you now, you would be able to discover something different.”

“… Can’t you just tell me now? “I’ve had enough of the shock.”

Sigurd shook his head.

“It’s not something I can tell you about.”

“… Have you been banned?”

The ‘forbidden speech’ that Joan of Arc also spoke of. Sigurd nodded.

“Don’t worry. The answer you will get will not be far away. But just remember this.”

“What is it?”

“Ragnarok is not over.”

A scary word, and also a very big word.

While Frondier was trying to swallow those words, he asked a question that came to mind.

“How do you know it’s not over?”

“Because Ragnarok is destined to succeed.”

“… “The matter to be judged by fate is,”

“I know you don’t believe in fate. “That’s not what this is about.”

Sigurd spoke in a stern voice.

“Can you resist the falling of a waterfall or the rising and setting of the sun and stars? Do you intend to refuse to die with the passage of time, turning into ashes and scattering away?”

In other words, this is what fate is talking about here.

It is not a matter of individuals being guided, conforming or rejecting.

That’s what it means for Ragnarok to be successful.

“As long as there are gods in this world, they will still be at war.”

“If it is war, who are they fighting?”

“Of course we are fighting humans.”

Frontier did not understand.

You’re fighting with humans. Now humans are not fighting with the gods.

This is not a problem that Sigurd, who was only in here to begin with, could know.

“Men are not at war with the gods.”

“No, if it really seems that way, they just don’t know. That he is fighting against the gods.”

Frontier’s thoughts were spinning.

He struggled to understand Sigurd’s words.

“Frondier, this is a very old tragedy.”

Sigurd spoke to Frondier.

As if he believed that someday he would understand everything.

“This tragedy must end.”