The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

"Whoa."

Frondier quickly caught Elysia, who was falling to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

Elysia's behavior today was completely incomprehensible to Frondier.

"Why on earth are you fainting? And why do you keep running away in the first place?"

He didn't even expect gratitude for saving her from the demons. There's no way Elysia would owe Frondier a favor in the first place.

But that doesn't mean she has to run away. If Elysia had any hostility, she would have been better off attacking. If Elysia had tried to attack Frondier, things would have been easier.

But while Frondier wasn't looking, she secretly ran away, and even when he chased her to the inn and greeted her, she ran away, and now she's fainted when he finally caught up with her.

Upon finding Elysia, I haven't been able to properly speak to her for this long time.

"You greeted me so kindly at the inn, and I was worried because you were running in the rain, so I even blocked the rain for you."

Have I ever attacked her since I met Elysia after a long time? Absolutely not. Have I even threatened her? I couldn't even speak properly.

But it was frustrating as a Frondier because the other party wouldn't listen and just ran away.

Whisk.

Frondier slightly reduced the amount of obsidian spread out in the sky with his hand. Until a while ago, Elysia was running around without her senses, so he increased the size, but now there is no need to do so.

He created a suitable umbrella shape and blocked the rain.

"......This girl, she won't catch a cold, will she?"

Frondier looked at Elysia with a grimace.

I heard that she has been living hard in her own way since she became a commoner, but no matter what, she was a princess living just a year ago.

It wouldn't have been such a leisurely and comfortable daily life. The reason she lingered in the banquet hall would be because of that.

Looking at her face, it was clear she had been through a lot. Her haggard face and damaged hair were probably due to malnutrition and frequent use of low-quality masks and wigs.

Elysia herself undervalued her appearance compared to Aten, but they were sisters after all.

Seeing her beautiful face in such a state, it was true that Frondier felt a bit of sympathy.

Well, it was her own doing.

"Let's take her first."

Frondier picked up Elysia. There was a way to move into the Obsidian, but it was more difficult to block the rain in that way.

And the Obsidian is a cold substance. It's perfect for Elysia, who has weakened, to catch a cold.

Frondier walked with Elysia in his arms. Ironically, it was the same direction Elysia had been running away.

If he continued to walk this way, as Elysia expected, a paved road would appear, and a little further from there, he could find a better accommodation.

'Now the remaining task is how to capture Elysia.'

While walking, Frondier thought.

There are two major obstacles to bringing Elysia as an ally.

Elysia and Frondier, no matter how nicely put, were once enemies.

Elysia put the entire Constel, including Frondier, in danger, and Frondier was the main culprit who caused Elysia herself to fall from the princess's position.

Even if Frondier asks for help, the chances of Elysia listening to it are slim.

Now, Elysia has no responsibilities or obligations to protect anyone but herself. How persuasive would the news of the devil's invasion be to Elysia?

And another thing is Elysia's own disposition.

'Elysia was always the villain in the game. She wasn't a character to worry about like Philly.'

Unlike Philly, who was endlessly gray, Elysia was clearly black.

This was quite a schematic setting. Philly's three sisters, Elysia, Sale, and Aten, each resembled one of Philly's many characteristics. Elysia resembled Philly's coldness and ruthlessness, the calculation and selfishness that did not choose means and methods for the result, and Aten resembled the morality and responsibility to protect the people as a royal family, and ultimately the mercy and goodness to save people.

If you were to say that the second child, Sale, resembled Philly the most, Sale was rather in a position of a spectator who stepped back with a lighter disposition.

Elysia was definitely a villain that made Constel dangerous. Therefore, just as Elysia didn't trust Frondier, it was difficult for Frondier to trust Elysia.

'But it's not always like that.'

Just because it didn't work, there was a precedent called Sybil for Frondier. When he gave trust to Sybil, who was believed to be a villain, Sybil responded to Frondier's faith more than anyone else.

...Of course, Elysia and Sybil are completely different characters, and there is a huge difference in the perspective of being a villain.

"Well, I have to try it anyway."

Frondier folded his thoughts.

You can't make a decision without trying.

It might be resolved unexpectedly easily. It's not like there hasn't been such a case.

* * *

"Cough, cough! Achoo!"

Looking at the result alone.

All of Frondier's efforts to prevent Elysia from catching a cold were in vain.

The day after laying Elysia in bed at the rented accommodation, Elysia woke up coughing and sneezing as if to show off, her head spinning with a high fever.

Frondier had rarely sneezed and coughed at the same time in his life, so it was as if he was watching a rather rare scene.

Moreover, as soon as she saw Frondier's face, she was startled and trembling, so it was unclear whether she was shaking because of the fever or because she was scared. Probably both.

After confirming that Elysia was not completely unable to control her body, Frondier changed her towel and moved to another room to spend time.

Anyway, there was no point in starting a conversation because she was trembling with fear. He had given money to the innkeeper and left her there, so she would be fine for a while.

And in the evening, upon hearing that Elysia's fever had subsided, Frondier entered through the door.

"......!"

Elysia was still tense when she saw Frondier, but she was not trembling with fear as before. It seemed that she was able to have a conversation.

"Elysia."

Frondier called Elysia's name, and finally, Elysia faced Frondier.

It took quite a long time to get here, being so bothersome. They had to choose their words carefully not to go around in circles again.

At the end of their thoughts, Frondier spoke.

"Tell me everything you know."

"What?!"

"Ah, sorry, I misspoke. I'm just a little annoyed."

"Annoyed?!"

It seemed like he had buttoned the first button wrong.

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