The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

I visited several people.

Anyone who could handle weapons other than the ones I was currently learning.

And the first person that came to mind was Teacher Binkis.

I went to Binkis's research lab. As expected, Binkis was researching golems.

"You're going to fight a golem?"

Binkis asked in surprise at my words.

"Yes. Your golem must have improved even more since then."

I said that and checked Binkis's golem. Its appearance hadn't changed much from the last time I saw it.

"Is it still 'Azier Mk'?"

Binkis's golem, which was originally modeled after my brother.

A sudden thought came to me, and I asked Binkis.

"Come to think of it, does this golem have any models other than my brother?"

"I've trained it on multiple models now. It wasn't like that before."

"By before, you mean the last time I saw it?"

"Yes. At that time, the only model was Azier."

His words reminded me of something.

I had replicated Binkis's golem once. When I was dealing with Eden Pro and his companions.

I gave the golem the same weapons as the enemy. Since the golem's model was Azier, I was curious if he could handle weapons other than spears well.

As a result, the golem surpassed Pro's skill.

'Binkis's golem can't perfectly imitate Azier's skills. Yet, that level of skill...'

Of course, since it's a golem, it's much sturdier than a human body, and it can perform techniques with greater strength and joint flexibility.

But in terms of weapon skills alone, the golem couldn't possibly catch up to Azier.

"Was my brother originally good at using other weapons?"

"He was. Azier choosing the spear as his main weapon was a fairly recent decision. In his first year, he was famous for being good at handling various weapons. Well, he also attracted a lot of jealousy and trouble because of it."

"...Trouble like, 'You'll be mediocre if you don't choose one weapon'?"

"Right, right. You know well."

Binkis chuckled as he spoke.

Somehow, it seemed like Azier followed the cliché of a shonen manga protagonist.

"But Azier wasn't trying to use all the weapons back then. He was trying them out and choosing."

"You know him quite well."

"I was his homeroom teacher back then."

I opened my mouth in surprise.

"Teacher Binkis was the homeroom teacher...?"

"Yes. That's how it was back then. I don't do homeroom stuff anymore because it's bothersome. After all, I'm a researcher at heart."

"It's amazing that you managed to do it back then."

"It was. I couldn't refuse anyway."

That's probably true.

In fact, it's strange that he's solely focused on research now.

"Anyway, Azier chose the spear near the end of his first year."

"Do you know why?"

"Well. According to rumors at the time, he was smiling eerily and saying, 'This will do.'"

I can't imagine it. Azier giving an eerie smile while looking at a spear.

"Anyway, I want to fight the golem. Is that possible?"

"Sure. I can also collect data to my heart's content."

And so, I started sparring with the golem as well.

The opposite of the wooden mannequin possessed by Durga. An opponent that, while not at Azier's level, surpassed me in strength and speed.

In this way, I created a cycle of training, visiting Monty, Azier, Ellen, Revet, and Binkis repeatedly.

Of course, I didn't visit everyone every day, but I can confidently say that not a single day was wasted.

...Actually, that's the problem.

***

A few days passed.

I had some realizations of my own.

Strong people all say similar things, even though they hold different weapons.

What Revet said, "There will be meaning," was a bit different from Monty's words, but the gist was the same.

They didn't find what I was doing ridiculous or strange.

The principle that Monty mentioned, which applies to all weapons. I felt like I had seen a glimpse of it.

"However."

At that moment, Revet, who I was sparring with, spoke in a stern voice.

"If you neglect training with me under the pretext of other training, I'll make sure you can use your weapon well with your left hand too."

"Don't say scary things."

It seemed like I could lose an arm if I let my guard down even a little.

Of course, I didn't intend to slack off. But it was also true that I was worried about my condition.

Could I really handle this schedule of learning all the weapons within a month?

As Revet said, it might not be stupid, but it was reckless.

"Come at me anytime."

"Of course."

...

And so, I was pushed around, beaten, and rolled around in training with Revet.

I was used to rolling around thanks to my long training with Azier, so it felt like I was doing something normal.

Revet was also initially flustered by my pathetic skills, but now that he was used to it, he rolled me around to his heart's content.

Whether it was going in a good direction or not was something to think about.

"...By the way."

While we were training, Revet asked.

"Is Azier doing well?"

"...My brother?"

"Yes."

Revet nodded.

Honestly, I didn't expect Azier's name to come out of Revet's mouth.

'I've been hearing a lot about Azier lately.'

But that's just from my perspective, and when I thought about it, it was natural.

The Roach and Richaier families often socialized with each other. That's why Frondier and Elodie are childhood friends. Naturally, my brother and Elodie's older brother would be friends.

Besides, both Azier and Revet graduated from Constel.

Was it concern for a friend? I rolled my eyes for a moment and said.

"He's the same as usual."

Of course, Azier had talked about me and my father, but it was unrelated to his own situation.

"...Is that so."

Revet nodded at my words. He looked somewhat dissatisfied.

Was he dissatisfied with the fact that Azier was the same as usual? As I was thinking that, Revet said.

"That guy, how long does he intend to keep doing that?"

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? You know too."

Revet spoke to me as if it were obvious.

"I mean, it would be good if he settled on something to do."

"...Ah."

Now that he mentioned it, I had an idea.

Revet sighed and said.

"Whether it's becoming a pro or a knight, anything would be fine. I don't know why that guy likes the word 'temporary' so much."

"...Isn't my brother a pro?"

"You have to take on missions and work to be a pro."

Revet sighed.

Come to think of it, even from my perspective, Azier worked in various positions.

He was a pro, a knight of the Imperial Palace, and even a temporary teacher at Constel at one point.

I had wondered how he managed to move around like that, but it turned out he had been doing everything temporarily.

"That guy is skilled, so even if he only works for a short time, there are many people who seek him out. But that makes it hard to gain trust. He can't build his reputation either. Experience is essential for settling down, but how long is he going to keep doing that?"

Revet seemed to be genuinely worried.

Listening to him, I also became curious. What was Azier planning to do?

'He also talked about teaching me the spear. That means he's going to stay at the Roach mansion. So, the fact that he hasn't made a decision about becoming a pro or a knight yet...'

At that point,

My thoughts led to a realization.

It was just a possibility, but...

What if it was the opposite?

"...Hey, Frondier."

Revet called out to me.

"You're a complete novice with polearms, but you're a war hero, aren't you? You're strong enough. Don't you think so?"

"...The fact that you're saying that now, as expected..."

"Right. I'm thinking the same thing as you."

Revet spoke as if he had read my thoughts.

"Azier doesn't need to raise you anymore, does he?"

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