Chapter 434 (2) – The Academys Weapon Replicator

The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

While Frondier’s mind was racing.

“Frondier, it seems you’ve come to find me. What is it?”

Heracles asked.

Frondier remained silent for a moment before speaking.

“……I came to warn you of the threat of war.”

At that, Telephus exclaimed again.

“The civil war in the Palma Kingdom is not something Father should be concerned about!”

Heracles thought for a moment before replying.

“That’s right. I’m not interested in human conflicts. It’s preposterous to ask me to stop it. Is that why you’re here?”

“……No. I’m not talking about that war, but about the war between Gods and devils.”

“Gods and devils?”

Heracles asked back, and Telephus shouted again.

“You, you! You didn’t say a word about that to me!”

“Telephus. If you interrupt our conversation and shout one more time, I’ll have you holding onto the roots of a tree underground until it dies.”

“Ye, Yes, sir. I’ll be quiet.”

What a terrifying punishment.

Heracles turned back to Frondier and asked.

“Gods and devils, I want to hear more.”

So, Frondier briefly explained his conjecture so far.

He couldn’t go into specifics, but he emphasized the possibility that devils were impersonating Gods.

According to Arald, impersonating a God was possible even without Divine Power. So Heracles must have been aware of that possibility as well.

“Hard to believe.”

But of course, the answer was as expected.

“If that were really the case, Gods would surely wage war, but why would devils do such a thing? Although devils have a low sense of self-preservation, they’re not fools who would bring about the destruction of their entire race.”

“I thought so too.”

Frondier nodded as he saw Heracles coming to the same conclusion as Arald.

If both of them had reached the same conclusion, it must be almost certainly true.

And the devils would be well aware of that certainty.

“I met Lord Poseidon before I came here.”

“……Poseidon?”

The real Heracles wouldn’t use the honorific ‘Lord’ for Poseidon. Frondier was strangely pleased with that.

“And in the Palma Kingdom, there’s someone who received Poseidon’s Divine Power.”

“…….”

Heracles’ eyes narrowed.

“That, indeed, is an impersonation.”

At that answer, Frondier’s thoughts accelerated once again.

Heracles also knew that Poseidon wasn’t a free being.

The fact that Poseidon was looking for Heracles meant that Heracles was definitely connected to ‘Ragnarok’ as well.

Perhaps all the paths Frondier needed to know in the future were weaving with Heracles.

Truly a great hero.

“It seems I’ve been living too far removed from the human world. To think I wouldn’t even know such a thing.”

Heracles let out a sigh.

Telephus cautiously opened his mouth.

“Father, if I may be so bold as to say a word,”

“Speak.”

“Isn’t it possible that this human is lying? That he’s deceiving you, Father?”

“Haha, that’s impossible.”

Heracles took Telephus’ words as a joke.

“He knows very well that he would die if he did that.”

“……Exactly.”

Frondier nodded.

“So what do you want from me? Even if it’s a war between Gods and devils, there’s no reason for me to get involved. I’m a man who gave up fighting a long time ago.”

Heracles shook his head.

This, too, was probably related to the fact that he hadn’t participated in Ragnarok. Frondier lowered his head.

“I just hope that you will do what you believe is right, Lord Heracles.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Whether it’s a civil war or a war between Gods and devils, I don’t want it to happen. So I will stop it.”

“……Oh?”

Heracles looked at Frondier with curious eyes. Telephus, on the other hand, looked incredulous.

“So, you’re telling me not to interfere?”

“……You possess power beyond my comprehension, Lord Heracles. So,”

Whoosh-

At that moment, right before Frondier’s eyes.

“…….”

Heracles’ fist reached the tip of his nose.

Then, the Obsidian flew in,

Clang!

The Obsidian couldn’t block or push away Heracles’ fist, merely swirling around it.

“Hmm.”

Heracles lightly tore off a part of the Obsidian that lingered around his fist.

Frondier’s self-defense, powered by all his Mana, was torn apart by the strength of Heracles’ fingers.

“Power beyond your comprehension.”

Heracles met Frondier’s tense gaze.

“To know without even seeing. You have excellent judgment.”

* * *

Morion, the prison of the Terst Empire.

Warden Esther had been enjoying peace lately.

Of course, due to Morion’s nature, extremely vicious criminals were brought in, and incidents and accidents never ceased. However, from Esther’s perspective, this was peace itself.

“Things were incredibly busy around the time Frondier left the continent.”

Frondier was a devil and was planning to overthrow the country.

When these rumors spread throughout the continent, even this prison was in an uproar. It was a place teeming with lunatics who wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the world and turn the city into a sea of flames.

However, after Frondier completely left, the Empire gradually calmed down.

From Esther’s perspective, having experienced all sorts of things as the warden of Obsidian, this was a very common occurrence.

Frondier, the devil who single-handedly stopped the war.

The citizens of the Empire felt a deep sense of relief that not a single drop of blood had been shed in expelling that one individual from the Empire.

“It’s peaceful, so peaceful. My heart feels so much lighter without that Frondier around…”

Beep.

Just then, a sound interrupted Esther’s pleasant thoughts.

Soon, a voice followed.

[Warden, someone’s here at the entrance.]

“Just tell me who it is.”

[Well, it’s, it’s Aster.]

“……Who?”

Esther tilted her head, wondering if she had heard wrong.

[Aster Evans is here to see you.]