The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 452 (2) - The Academys Weapon Replicator
Chapter 452 (2) – The Academys Weapon Replicator
“No way!”
Basileo refused instantly.
And he turned around and walked away.
About three steps.
Clank!
Caught by the Obsidian, he struggled.
“Ugh! No! I won’t do it! I’m leaving! Let go of me!!”
“I gave you a chance. I even warned you that you couldn’t go back once you heard everything. You were the one who said you’d listen to everything and follow me no matter what.”
Frondier looked at Basileo with a dumbfounded expression.
Where did that determined look from before he knew the full story go? The current Basileo seemed to want nothing more than to get away from this place.And that was exactly right.
“I didn’t know it would be this kind of story!”
“Then what kind of story did you think it would be?”
“At least! I didn’t think it would be a story about jumping into the middle of a war between gods and devils!”
“You should have had that much resolve. This is the path you chose.”
“Ugh! I didn’t choose this! I didn’t sign up for this!”
Struggle, struggle.
Basileo tried to break free from the Obsidian that bound him, but it was an impossible task for a mage’s body. It was only because Frondier wasn’t restraining him that hard that he was able to struggle at all.
“Ugh, this…!”
Basileo’s eyes flashed.
“The shadow that will be engraved in my eyes is the deep flame of darkness, the light that knows not when the shadow…”
Thwack!
The Obsidian struck him on the head.
“This kid, trying to use what I just taught him against me?”
“It’s a mage’s duty to use everything they’ve learned appropriately!”
He was applying logic to the wrong situation.
Frondier was speechless. What was so absurd was that if he had left him alone, Basileo would have actually succeeded in casting Hellfire. The structure of the formula followed the correct steps.
“….Hey, Fron.”
Elodie, who was watching from the side, spoke up.
“Are you really taking Basileo with us? Isn’t it too dangerous, even so? Basileo is still a student.”
Elodie had a worried look on her face.
Lily, who was standing next to her, raised her hand.
“I agree with Elodie. We’re not going to the capital for fun. Do we really have to drag someone who’s not mentally prepared?”
At that, Frondier raised a finger.
“First, a counterargument to Elodie.”
“Huh?”
“We’re only one year older than Basileo.”
“….Ah, um. Huh? Oh, right.”
Elodie tilted her head, realizing he was right.
“The task I’m giving Basileo isn’t any more dangerous than ours. You and I have been through more dangerous things since our first year.”
“….Right. That’s true.”
“So it’s discrimination to exclude him from the mission just because he’s a student!”
“Right! Exactly!”
“And if he doesn’t have to do dangerous things for that reason, then past you and I would be so upset!”
“That’s right! You’re right!”
She was convinced.
“Ms. Elodie! Get a hold of yourself!”
Basileo shouted desperately, but his words didn’t reach Elodie’s ears.
“And a counterargument to Lily.”
“Huh?”
“This guy is not mentally unprepared.”
“Is that so?”
Lily looked at Basileo.
“I’m completely mentally unprepared!”
Basileo shouted.
Lily looked back at Frondier.
“….But he’s not?”
“No, he’s not.”
Frondier shook his head firmly.
“This guy is just scared.”
“….Wait, but, hold on.”
Lily was momentarily confused.
So he’s scared but mentally prepared?
….In other words,
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“That’s what I’m saying!”
Basileo actively chimed in to support Lily.
Frondier said,
“I’ll show you the proof.”
“Proof?”
“Listen carefully, Basileo.”
Frondier looked at Basileo. Basileo didn’t seem interested in listening, though.
“I told you it’s a war involving gods and devils. So it’s natural for you to be scared.”
“That’s right! Exactly! I’m scared! I’m a coward!”
“But you won’t have to fight them.”
Basileo stopped struggling at Frondier’s words.
“We’re the only ones who will fight them.”
“….What about me?”
“You’ll be stationed in a very safe place. We’re taking you with us for your growth, after all.”
Listening to their conversation, Lily thought,
‘Well, he’s saying it’s safe, so there’s nothing to worry about. I can trust that much.’
Basileo rolled his eyes at Frondier’s words. He seemed to be pondering.
However.
“….I can’t do that.”
Basileo’s gaze had changed when he looked back up.
“I’d rather not know at all. I can’t just stand by and watch.”
“You want to fight too?”
“I don’t want to fight! But!”
Basileo lowered his head. He didn’t make a sound, but he muttered all sorts of curses under his breath.
He gritted out,
“I don’t want to live for myself alone.”
“….”
Frondier didn’t say anything. Instead, he looked at his companions.
The meaning in his eyes was clear.
