Academy's Weapon Replicator-Episode 119
Academy's Weapon Replicator Episode 119
37Cabinet Memory
Quinier suggested that the three of us go inside the Roach Mansion.
If you go inside, Cora will be calm..
It was dubious, but it was really. As soon as Cora sat at the table of the mansion, she died like a lie..
“……So, Cora was the culprit who spread the rumor to Constel.?”
“Yeah. No, not exactly, the beginning of the rumor must have been Cora..”
Quinier affirmed.
But I wasn't convinced..
The magic Godson on the wall of the hallway was a significant level of magic. To bounce off Quinier's magic, and to release Quinier himself, Edwin."I told you I needed a degree..
“……How does Cora write that level of magic Godson?”
“Of course, I didn't create a magic godsend. But Cora is popular in Constel..”
“……Wait, Cora's in Constel.?”
“No. But you often come to see me. You can hide your ears and tail..”
At Quinier's words, Cora hyped, and turned her head.
But I hid my ears and tail. It was not visible, rather than hidden. Even if you don't like me, you wanted to show me what you're hiding..
“It's transparent magic. It's not what he uses, it's the effect of an artifact in his garage..”
When I heard Quinier's words, Cora was wearing a bracelet on her left arm.
Quinier said, looking at me.
“Are you familiar with you? Transparent Magic.”
“……Oh, yeah. Of course..”
That I was talking weaving, what does Quinier sound like I realized that, and I affirmed it..
That's right. Those who saw me fight think it's transparent magic..
“So what does it matter to be popular? Why is it so popular in the first place? This noisy kid..”
“Hey! What do you think of me! How much older I am than you.!”
“What? Senior, really??”
Quinier nodded.
“Age is more than me. It's the blood of the backhoe..”
Oh, and Cora put out her chest.
“So use Zone..”
“I hate it..”
“You just didn't hear me! I'm more reminiscent of you! Respect for each other's ages should be kept as a thorough principle!”
What do you do?.
Almost everyone I've ever fought with was older than me. It's Robald Lieff, who was quick, and then it's Elysia..
I'm old enough to call the Empress Philly " Mr. Philly.".
“And I don't think Queenie's senior is respectful to you..”
“Well, Queenie is fine..”
It was a self-changing principle..
I turned my gaze to Quinier and continued the story.
“That's why it's so popular?”
“Cora must have asked someone. Ask me to paste the magic Godson. Cora comes to play with me, so of course she's popular with third-graders. Lots and lots. When you're in the third grade of Constel, you have to install that much security in your Godson. It's not impossible. If you didn't do it alone, even more..”
At that end I saw Cora.
Cora wasn't looking at me, but with a face that was trying to stab me tremendously. Eyes were stretched and flashing.
Queenie opened her eyes finely and looked at Cora.
“It's really not long before anyone knows my weakness. If it's not you, Frondier, there's hardly anyone left..”
“…….”
“…….”
I looked at Cora without words, and Cora still averted her gaze.
Then he closed his eyes as if he had not won the silence for a long time, and he said, " Oh, my god." I was shaking.,
“Yes! I did.!”
Paak!
I ran through Cora's back, shouting so unabashedly.
I didn't know, but I had no regrets..
Cora grabbed her back, shook her head, and cried out to me, " Oh, my god.".
“Hey! This is what you're doing.!”
“What did you do? You know what that information means to Queenie..”
“Everybody thought it was bullshit, so I thought it would be okay.! I didn't know it was going to get that big. I was surprised that there was still a godson left. Without being erased....... Besides, the phrase is different from what I said..”
The phrase is different.?
I asked.
“I originally said something.?”
“All I said was, " Queenie doesn't like killing people.". At the time, everyone was talking to each other about the rumors that were floating around. So I stopped talking together....... But it was written completely differently in the Godson..”
Me and Queenie faced each other..
“……It's written differently from the spoken phrase, but it's coincidentally closer to the truth Probability, how do you see?”
“It's ridiculous. Besides, what Cora said seems to appeal to me that I'm just a good person.. It sounded so outlandish..”
……It's not weird. Quinier is ignorantly good-natured. I'm just eager to pretend I don't..
“Then the person who wrote the Godson must have known the truth from the beginning..”
“Yeah. I set it up like I did after listening to Cora. In order to drive Cora to the killer..”
Me and Queenie saw Cora.
“Well, what, those eyes are?”
Quinier said.
“Cora, then the story is simple. Who was listening when you told me about it? No, someone of them would have brought out the story of the Magic Godson. I'm gonna. That's who it is.?”
Yes. He's the killer. If Cora doesn't know the Magic Godson, get the story out of it, and talk about Cora's rumors The guy who induced the story to spread it..
Cora put both hands on her waist while hoooooooooooooooooooooooo.
“That's not simple. He's right.,”
So Cora seemed to enjoy me and Quinier's gaze.,
“……Who was it??”
I made a stupid noise..
At this moment, I'm really pissed off..
But the next time I saw Cora's face, the heat went a little.
“……Anyone, come on.?”
Cora frowned, and took her hand to her mouth so that it did not fit. He searched his head..
“……I can't remember..”
“Huh??”
Even after that long period of time, Cora couldn't come up with the killer..
* * *
Late at night after returning Cora and Quinier, I thought for a moment.
……In fact, I'm still doubting Cora..
To me, Cora is an enigmatic character..
I've never seen anything more. I've never played as Astor..
In fact, it was natural. Quinier and Astor, who are in third grade, do not meet much. Meeting Quinier after she graduated..
In fact, Astor of this world will hardly know Queenie. You've only heard the nickname " Little Devil.".
But it's so rare to be a signee..
Besides, cat tail in cat ears like that....... Oh, it was a tiger..
After all, I've never seen a sign-down sign-in like that while I'm playing the game. Cora's presence is very clear.
Even if you didn't actually face Cora, you'd heard rumors somewhere. I think it's something..
“Frondier..”
“Yeah.?”
“It's all unpacked..”
I looked at the paper Selena handed me.
Write down simple words in ancient language, and Selena fits the interpretation It was practice.
The problem was about 10 questions, and it was all the right answer.
“Well done. That's the right answer..”
“Thank you.”
Selena answered boldly. Still, the tension in his eyes relaxed, and his mouth drew a very small line.
……Now I, too, seem to be able to read people's faces..
“Selena, what do you say at Cape Bay??”
“I'm very pleased. He finally said that the full interpretation of the ancient language was not long ago..”
Well. You're thinking about that..
If you have a dream too big, you have to think about whether it's really a dream..
“Now in Cape Mang, I have the basic knowledge of the ancient language that I have given me, and I have the basic knowledge of the interpretation. I'm trying to apply.”
“That's right. I'm eager..”
“……Do you mind?”
“It's okay. I can't take that anyway..”
“Example?”
Selena looked at me in surprise.
“No, you know, I've learned to fake it so far.?”
“Not. However, you cannot interpret the ancient language from what you have learned so far. You can't discover the rules of ancient language with basic knowledge so far. There's no connection to each other..”
If you say it, just learn the word "apple" and interpret it as " fire." Lifting is foraging. There is no relationship between consonants and vowels, but it is impossible to match them.
“……But if I keep learning like this, don't I get to know it?”
“Of course. Then I'll tell you. Don't tell me from here to Cape Bay. Tell me I don't teach you to go to Cape Bay..”
I'm now set up to teach Selena the ancient language.
So I'm worried that Cape knows everything, that he doesn't teach me anymore. The thing is not strange at all.
“It won't work until now..”
“I'll put the conditions. If those conditions are reasonable, we will consider.”
“……!”
Selena listened to me, thought for a moment, and then opened her eyes wide.
I noticed my intention..
I will hold the ancient language in my hand and shake the cape of bay. Don't know if they're shaking..
And now that I need Selena in my plan, I need Selena herself. All right..
“……All right..”
But Selena didn't say more and looked down at the ancient language I had written down again.
She hasn't decided which side to stick to yet..
“But the ancient language is amazing. It's too closed, it's meaningless to leave it as a record..”
Selena turned the topic. I accepted it.
“It's not. The ancient wizards did not want their knowledge of magic to spread. So I needed a ' record’to organize my thoughts, but it was I didn't want it to continue. So over time, we needed a language that we couldn't interpret.”
“It's a bad thing. I recorded it, and it's gone..”
Selena lifted the paper and looked still. Now I have my mana, so I can interpret it, but in time That voice will be lost and you won't be able to interpret it at all. Selena remembers what it means now, but in time After all, forget it.,
“……Erased Records.”
“Example?”
I muttered involuntarily. Selena asked and looked at me..
I had no idea to answer.
Record and Memory.
Cora doesn't remember the killer's face.
The killer who knows Quinier's weakness.
And I don't know what's called Cora..
“…….”
I kept my mouth shut.
Slowly, very slowly.
To soothe the creepy mind.
* * *
Quinier was worried in the room of the mansion.
In the end, an important problem remained.
“How do you know my weakness??”
Even if Cora regains her memory and finds the killer, it solves this question. If you can't, it's useless..
If this information is distributed in a fairly easy-to-understand path.
“I need to meet the killer somehow and get that information..”
Quinier leaned on his back.
If you get the killer, you have to torture him. I already feel bad about that..
“It would be nice for him to tell me about it..”
So I sighed and looked at the window.
There was a masked man upside down outside the window.
“……Huh??”
The mask was a smiling face, and its eyes and mouth were just pasted with a crescent moon It was as simple as it seemed. It was so bizarre that I was writing it over and over..
No, it's not bizarre.,
“What are you??”
Why is that fucking in front of my window…….
“Hi, Queenie..”
Like a friend playing, the man raised his hand.
“Who's that?.”
“Oh, don't you know? Don't you know? Really?”
It was an irritable tone..
Why is the Tone of the voice so high on men's Subjects.
“It's absurd to tell me to know who you are on a masked subject..”
“No, I won't, you only hear my voice and you know. You should have known. I need to know..”
Just listen to your voice.?
It's a unique voice that clearly makes an impression, but I've never heard it in Queenie. No.
“I've never heard of it..”
Then, as if I had read Quinier's heart.
Inverted mask said.
“It's erased from memory, Queenie..”
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