The Academy’s Weapon Replicator-Chapter 379 (2) - The Academys Weapon Replicator

"Elodie."

Frondier called Elodie.

Elodie turned around leisurely.

"Cut these restraints."

"Okay."

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Elodie readily cut Frondier and Lily's restraints.

At that moment, the eyes of the Zodiacs all flipped.

"Th-That...!"

"Catch him!!"

The knights of the Imperial Palace moved. The Zodiacs charged with their respective weapons.

Kwaaaddddeuk!

Frondier's Obsidian attached to his back and spread out into wings, and he soared into the sky, grabbing Lily and Elodie.

"Kyaaak?!"

Elodie shouted in surprise.

Her flying speed was also phenomenal, but Frondier's speed exceeded her expectations.

No one could follow Frondier with his wings spread.

However.

Kwaaang!

An explosion in the air, narrowly missing Frondier's side.

It wasn't a weapon, a tool, or magic that flew at him. It was literally just the air exploding in that spot.

Activating magic remotely with coordinates.

Only one person could perform this divine feat.

'Osprey!'

"Gasp!"

Frondier saw Osprey while soaring.

Osprey was looking at him from below.

His telepathic message arrived.

[Try dodging a little better.]

Damn it.

Osprey was demanding the ultimate acting performance from Frondier.

"Ugh!"

Thud! Kwang! Kwaaaah!!

Frondier twisted his trajectory in the air and moved forward. The only way to avoid Osprey's magic was through 'sixth sense'.

Other than that, there was no way to know beforehand as the air exploded, so he had to take the hits directly.

However, conversely, while Osprey was attacking Frondier, the knights and Zodiacs couldn't approach him.

Frondier could dodge because he had a sixth sense, but it was almost impossible for others to anticipate and avoid Osprey's attacks. The time it took from mana detection to the completion of the magic was too fast.

[That's enough. Now run away.]

[How am I supposed to run away!]

[Oh my. You forgot. How we fought in the war. You taught me, didn't you?]

...Ah.

Frondier realized and chanted,

"Menosorpo."

Weaving, Menosorpo

Rank - Unique

Workshop

Frondier stretched his hand forward and created a workshop.

There was a door in the created workshop, and Frondier flew straight towards it.

[I'm not waiting!]

[I didn't expect you to.]

Admiring Osprey's calm response, Frondier rushed through the door.

Kwadang!

Thud thud thud thud.

"Ugh!"

"Ack!"

"Kyaa!"

Frondier, Lily, and Elodie suddenly tumbled onto the ground, rolling around spectacularly.

'Right... Most doors are on the ground.'

Since he had rushed through the door with the momentum of flying in the air, it was natural for them to roll on the ground on the other side.

'Osprey, completing spatial magic in that short amount of time.'

The skill of someone just one step away from being a Archmage was truly remarkable.

"Ow ow ow... Where are we?"

Elodie dusted herself off and stood up, looking around.

"Somewhere familiar... Ah."

She soon realized.

"Right. There's a door here now too. The knights came to investigate."

Hearing that, Frondier and Lily also looked around.

And soon they realized where Osprey had sent them.

"...Manggot."

The place where they had fought Belphegor was once again before Frondier.

The door they had opened led to the entrance of Manggot. Originally, there was no door, but the knights and scholars from the Imperial Palace had built a base, and naturally, a door had been created in the process.

"Well, it's good that we had business here anyway,"

Woooong-

That's when it happened.

Frondier's phone vibrated.

Someone with absolutely no sense of timing had called him.

'Are you kidding me?'

Was there anyone in the Empire who didn't know Frondier's situation right now? Frondier didn't know who called him, but he was sure they were out of their mind.

Frondier brought the phone to his ear.

"Who is it?"

- It's been a while, Frondier.

Frondier grimaced as soon as he heard the voice.

"Arald. You know what situation I'm in, right?"

It was Arald, the chairman of Hitchcock.

- Yes, I do. That's why I'm calling.

"So?"

- I was impressed by how faithfully you fulfilled my request.

Request?

"...The one where you asked me to become the Devil King?"

- Yes. I, Arald, am deeply moved by your actions up until now, Frondier.

Should I kill this guy?

Frondier seriously contemplated going to the Hitchcock company right now and splitting it from the rooftop to the first floor.

- Therefore, as your loyal follower, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

"Why are you my follower?"

- I have strived to help you on your path, Frondier.

"So what efforts did you..."

- Please look at the sky.

Is this guy even listening to me?

Frondier, with veins bulging on his forehead, looked up at the sky.

And there, in the distance, was a familiar sight.

At first, he thought it was a flock of birds flying towards them.

But as they got closer, he realized it wasn't. People were wearing wings.

And there was only one reason why people would wear wings.

"...Those."

- Yes. The devils of the Empire.

Frondier stared blankly at the devils flying towards him.

He enhanced his vision with mana and confirmed the devil at the forefront.

Absurdly, he was flying with one hand holding a phone.

"You're coming too?"

- Of course. I called all the devils hiding in the Empire.

"What about Hitchcock?"

- Of course, I didn't touch them.

All the devils hiding in the Empire were flying towards Frondier.

Staring blankly at them, Frondier suddenly thought of something and said,

"Wait a minute. Where did they all fly from?"

- Of course, the central part of the Empire. Most of them live near the Imperial Palace.

"So everyone saw you all in the plaza?"

- Yes. Everyone in the Empire must have realized who the master of the devils is.

...I see.

Everyone has definitely realized it.