The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

March arrived, and a new semester began at Constel.

On this day, when the third-year students graduated and new freshmen entered, Constel was abuzz with excitement as usual, with everyone talking about each other.

However, the topic of conversation this time was a little different from before.

─That Frondier,

─Senior Frondier,

The attention that would usually be focused on Aster or Elodie at this time of year was now focused on a single name.

Frondier de Roach.

From the Sloth, to having his reputation completely reversed after the war, all the students' attention was focused on him.

Above all, during the short winter after the war, Frondier never appeared at Constel.

Therefore, it was natural that more attention was focused on Frondier than on others.

Of course, for Frondier himself, who had hoped that the interest would have died down by now, it was a clear miscalculation.

"Senior Frondier was cursed, you know. That's why he seemed lazy."

"No, I heard he was pretending to be lazy on purpose. He's actually a very diligent person."

"What? Why?"

"There were enemies targeting him, so he was trying to make them let their guard down."

"Wow, seriously? So he endured that kind of slander all this time?"

The rumors about Frondier were now mixed with facts and exaggerations, endlessly inflated.

Just as Frondier had been undervalued during his time as the Sloth, he was now being overvalued.

The students were now attributing to Frondier things he had never done or even thought of.

The seniors from when Frondier was lazy, back when he was a first-year student, had all graduated, and the teachers were tight-lipped about Frondier.

Frondier's former classmates, who had criticized and ridiculed him, were now keeping their mouths shut and just watching.

Like it or not, Frondier was now Constel's walking billboard. Today, most of Constel's students were looking for Frondier with burning eyes, wondering when he would arrive and where he was.

And that was the same for those who were already acquainted with Frondier.

"Ah, peaceful."

Elodie enjoyed her long-awaited freedom as she headed to Constel.

Always after the vacation ended, she had to deal with all sorts of attention and curiosity from the surrounding students, bombarded with questions. Aster probably wasn't much different.

But this year was different. With the students' attention all focused on Frondier, Elodie was not subjected to the same barrage of questions as before.

Of course, her fame hadn't gone anywhere, so everyone she encountered had their eyes wide open, and sometimes they would come up to her to greet her or talk to her, but that was it. Compared to her second year, it was like child's play.

'Frondier's going to have a hard time, isn't he?'

Elodie giggled at the thought of Frondier going through the same hardships she had experienced.

Of course, at first, it felt good to have only people around praising and complimenting you, but that too would get tiring after a few days.

Moreover, if you thought everyone was watching you, you couldn't relax. Even if you weren't doing anything wrong.

'Well, Frondier has been misunderstood and scorned all this time, so it's only right that he gets that kind of attention, right?'

Still, if possible, it was better than being ignored, ridiculed, and despised.

'If it gets too much, I can just block it for him.'

Therefore, Elodie was also looking for Frondier now. She also wanted to see Frondier after a long time.

Elodie always spent her vacations at the Magic Tower. That, too, ended today. The mages at the tower had become completely uninterested in anything other than Elodie's four-element combination.

She was completely fed up with them, who hadn't lifted a finger even during the war.

Therefore, Elodie only knew that Frondier was being trained by various people, including her brother, but she hadn't actually seen him.

Had Frondier achieved such rapid growth during the past vacation as he had before? Had his total amount of Mana increased again, or was he wearing a new Artifact or weapon somewhere?

As she walked along with those expectations, she soon spotted him.

The first thing she saw was his jet-black hair. That alone wasn't enough to confirm it was Frondier, but his gait and the aura he exuded were too different from others.

Elodie was convinced that what she saw in the distance was Frondier and raised her hand.

"Frondier! Over here, hey...?"

The first sense of incongruity was that, contrary to her expectations, the surroundings were too quiet.

If students had spotted Frondier, they would normally be swarming around him, asking all sorts of questions, but Frondier was walking down the path to school as usual.

'Huh? Wait a minute.'

Moreover, looking around, they seemed to recognize him as Frondier, but their reactions were strange. They were whispering amongst themselves and not coming near him. They looked somewhat scared.

This was no different from last time!

"Frondier! What's going on,"

Elodie approached Frondier with quick steps.

And she saw his face, and Elodie's jaw dropped.

"...."

"...."

"...Pfft."

And Elodie only later realized that she had let out a puff of air from her mouth,

"Pwahahahaha! Ahahaha!"

And burst into laughter at the sight of Frondier's face.

"Your, face! Ahaha!"

"Stop laughing. I know."

Frondier mumbled with his mouth that wouldn't open properly. The strange pronunciation made Elodie laugh even harder.

"Wow, I wouldn't recognize you."

"I thought I wouldn't recognize myself either, but everyone does."

Frondier's face was plastered with bandages and band-aids.

In fact, until yesterday, Frondier's face was at a 'concerning' level, not 'comical'.

So she thought it would be okay, but the next day, Frondier's face was so swollen it looked like a steamed bun.

The members of the Roach family each had very unique reactions. Enfer sighed and closed his eyes deeply, Azier sighed and shook his head, Malia examined Frondier's face with a worried expression, devoid of any laughter.

Selena, who was more accustomed to Frondier getting hurt, was doing her best to hold back her laughter.

When Frondier asked, "Since my face is bigger, can't you just stick them on roughly?" while Selena was putting on the band-aids, Selena bowed her head and trembled, saying, "Are you trying to kill me?"

'Damn, it wasn't this swollen during training, but after it was all over, it became a steamed bun.'

He could accept having scars on his face, but his swollen, puffy face was unbearable. He wished no one would recognize him.

But surprisingly, even with his face completely transformed by the swelling and covered in bandages and band-aids, everyone recognized Frondier.

"Of course, I recognize you. You're Frondier even from afar."

In fact, Lunia knew it was Frondier before she even saw his face.

"That's a bit unfair."

"So that's why everyone's not approaching you."

Elodie nodded in understanding.

Frondier said.

"Still, not everyone recognizes me, and it's not so bad like this,"

Caw-

A crow's cry cut off Frondier's words as if it were absurd.

The crow shamelessly perched on Frondier's left shoulder.

No, in this case, it could be said to be very tactful.

"Master Frondier, it's been a while."

"You're really going to die?"

"Ahahahaha!"

One of Frondier's symbols, the crow, sat next to him, and Elodie burst into laughter again at the sight.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!