The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

The next morning, the carriage started moving again.

I didn't sleep a wink and stayed up all night. Frondier's body is accustomed to sleep, and at the same time, I have a lot of experience overcoming fatigue.

It was impossible for Ameline to keep watch, and I couldn't trust the coachman, so it was a natural thing. Of course, Ameline thought I was taking turns sleeping.

Moreover, there was no boredom during the night.

'They're attacking a lot.'

Whether the secret Ameline holds is dangerous or not, all sorts of guys attacked during the night.

However, most of them were monsters. I wonder if they were lured here by magic, or if they were trained.

I had killed all the monsters, and used a blunt weapon to knock out any humans who attacked. Of course, I couldn't be sure that I hadn't killed anyone. I just did my best.

"Miss."