The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 447 (1) – The Academys Weapon Replicator

Ever since that day, Elodie’s magic lessons had been held in the Workshop. Situated high in the air, the Workshop offered unparalleled privacy.

“…And that concludes the concept of spell structure.”

Elodie set down the chalk. Initially, she’d found it awkward to handle objects created within the Workshop, but the feeling had quickly faded. After all, they were indistinguishable from their real-world counterparts.

“Naturally, the more complex the formula, the more intricate it becomes. And as complexity increases, so does the casting time. That’s why we sometimes combine the effects of two formulas into one, to streamline the calculations. It increases the difficulty of individual formulas, but reduces the overall complexity.”

“For example?”

“Take the ‘Impact’ formula. It affixes a spell to the surface of its target. This formula actually combines the effects of ‘Halt’ and ‘Remote Activation.’ Of course, while it reduces the number of formulas used, the complexity of the individual formula increases.”

Frondier nodded in understanding.

“So, even with the same number of formulas, some are basic arrangements, while others are high-level systems incorporating the effects of other formulas.”

“Precisely! It warms a teacher’s heart to have such a bright student.”

Frondier rested his chin in his hand and let out a thoughtful hum.

‘Combining magic and combat… It sounds romantic in theory, but now I understand why no one attempts it. Even mastering magic alone requires immense depth.’

Of course, Frondier’s perspective was influenced by his prior knowledge of Elodie’s abilities.

He had witnessed firsthand her devastating power and her adaptability in diverse situations. He was experiencing, even if just the tip of the iceberg, the sheer skill required to achieve such feats.

“I heard you’re teaching the Combined Use Of Magic And Combat class?” Elodie inquired.

“Ah, yes.”

“Are you sure about that? The system behind Combined Use Of Magic And Combat, despite its name, never quite worked out in the Falind continent. If it had, magic swordsmens would be commonplace by now.”

“To be honest, I was hoping to observe for a while.”

Frondier could seamlessly integrate magic and combat. In fact, he already did. It was why he chose to teach the Combined Use Of Magic And Combat class.

However, his own capability didn’t guarantee he could replicate that success in others.

‘Most of my combat relies on ‘Weaving,’ my unique magic. Naturally, others can’t replicate that.’

Frondier’s Weaving was inherently weaving with his fighting style. But such magic was rare; most spells merely offered supplementary effects like enhanced attack power or speed.

“Hector… That guy was more impressive than I thought.”

Elodie’s eyebrows shot up at Frondier’s murmur.

“Hector? You mean Hector, the White Lion?”

“Yes. We met at Tyburn.”

“You have surprisingly extensive connections.”

Elodie let out an exasperated sigh.

Hector, son of Ludwig. Naturally, this was a secret known only to a few in this world, so he kept his mouth shut.

However, family ties aside, Hector’s prowess was practically legendary.

“He’s the only one who truly embodies the ideal Magic Swordsmen that everyone strives for.”

“Rather than twisting my fighting style to teach the students, I should just have them study Hector.”

If only Hector was by his side, Frondier thought with a sigh.

Elodie pondered his words for a moment before speaking.

“Actually, from my perspective, it seems more difficult for a mage to utilize Aura than for a warrior to use magic.”

“…What?”

Frondier tilted his head in confusion.

In his experience, magic possessed far greater depth than Aura.

Of course, there were exceptions like Pielott and Pascal, the Imperial Knight, who had mastered Aura to an almost absurd degree, but their abilities leaned more towards manipulation.

Elodie continued, “Frankly, I still don’t fully understand Aura.”

“It’s simple. You condense your Internal Energy and accelerate its circulation to enhance your strength and speed. Like a car engine.”

“That’s easy for you to say because you can use Aura.”

Elodie shook her head.

“From my perspective, it’s just acceleration, yet it produces effects surpassing even the most intricate formulas.”

“…Ah.”

She had a point. Frondier, having mastered Aura, didn’t find it particularly remarkable, but from a mage’s perspective, it must appear quite peculiar.

The ability to use Aura, or lack thereof, was a game-changer for a swordsman. Of course, this assumed all other factors were equal. In Pielott’s case, having awakened Aura before any other ability, it actually hindered his growth.

But for everyone else, Aura granted warriors tremendous power. It shielded them from most attacks, amplified their strikes, and increased their speed. Some, like Pascal, could even project their Aura outwards.

“There’s no magic as convenient as that for mages. It’s like a culmination of every combat-applicable spell condensed into one.”

“…I see what you mean.”

Now that he thought about it, it was strange.

Why was Aura so efficient? It utilized Internal Energy, just like magic.

Aura, devoid of any formulas, surpassed the effectiveness of magic that relied on predefined structures.

‘The reason for its superior power is simple: skilled swordsmen wield stronger Aura. They can condense more Internal Energy and generate greater power.’

Magic couldn’t do that.

Pouring more Mana into a spell didn’t make it stronger.

To cast powerful magic, one needed to learn powerful magic.

‘…Hm?’

Frondier’s head shot up.

Elodie, noticing his reaction, narrowed her eyes.

“…Another one of your strange ideas?”

“N-no? Not at all?”

Frondier quickly shook his head.

Strange idea, she called it.

This was a brilliant idea.