Aku tak sanggup mengucapkannya, hanya menatap diam-diam, saat kudengar suara gigi bergemeletuk. "……Apa yang kurasakan padamu," Saat Elodie bergumam sesuatu, sesuatu melesat ke arah jendela kanannya dari luar. Sebuah bola baseball, melaju lurus─ Tanpa berpikir, tanganku bergerak. Hampir bersamaan dengan gadis itu menggerakkan tangannya. Bola baseball itu menembus jendela, serpihan kaca beterbangan bersamanya. Di depan mereka, aku, Skill Unik Frondier Aku mengulurkan perisai yang telah kutenun sebelumnya, disimpan oleh Frondier sebelumnya. Saat itulah aku sadar. Ini semua hanya fantasi; tak berguna untuk benar-benar menahan, Di saat pikiran itu melintas, bola baseball dan serpihan kaca tiba-tiba dilalap api. Kekuatan di belakang mereka seakan dimakan api, kehilangan seluruh momentum dan melayang seperti kelopak bunga. Ini bukan ulahku. Tangan kanan Elodie terulur ke arah serpihan kaca, dan mata serta rambutnya seketika memerah. Dia membakar semuanya dalam sekejap. Serpihan kaca dan bola baseball, terbakar oleh api Elodie, kehilangan kekuatan dan jatuh. Hanya beberapa serpihan yang menempel di pakaian kami atau menyenggol kami saat, Aku dan gadis itu bersuara kebingungan serempak. Bola baseball dan serpihan kaca memantul di udara. Baik tanganku maupun tubuhnya tak terkena satu serpihan pun. "Bukan hanya memantul di udara. Perisaiku..." Perisai itu telah menahan serpihan kaca. Perisaiku, yang pastinya hanya fantasi. "…Um, terima kasih, Frondier. Aku tak tahu bagaimana kau melakukannya…" Elodie tidak mengerti. Tentu saja, dia tak akan bisa melihat perisaiku. Namun ucapan terima kasihnya sungguh tulus. "Tapi hey! Kau lihat, kan? Bahkan jika kau tak menahannya, apiku pasti sudah─" Dia terus mengoceh, tapi pikiranku ada di tempat lain. "…Hey, kau mendengarku? Ini agak memalukan." Aku mengingat kembali situasi sebelumnya. Perisaiku pasti telah menahan jendela dan bola baseball itu. "Kau bisa bilang sesuatu, tidak?" Ini berarti Weaving bukan sepenuhnya ilusi. Jika kondisinya tepat, ia bisa campur tangan dalam realitas. Aku masih belum tahu apa kondisinya. Tapi fakta bahwa ia bisa campur tangan adalah yang terpenting. "Ayolah, tidak seburuk itu mengabaikanku!" Aku merasakan sedikit getaran. Mengepalkan tinju, aku melangkah satu per satu menuruni koridor. Rasanya seperti menemukan seberkas harapan samar di kekacauan game yang tanpa harapan ini. Sinar matahari menyapu wajahku dalam momen gemilang. Sekali lagi, kepalaku terkena bola baseball. Memungut bola yang memantul dari kepalaku dan menggelinding ke samping, aku mengusap kepalaku. "Aku yakin kali ini berhasil." Aku sedang bereksperimen dengan Weaving. Perisai yang menahan serpihan itu pasti yang kutenun. Lalu terpikir olehku. Mungkinkah skill ini menjadi nyata alih-alih hanya fantasi saat penggunanya dalam bahaya? Sungguh luar biasa! Untuk mengujinya, aku mereplikasi perisai dan melempar bola baseball ke arahnya, membidikkan perisai di atasku sementara bola jatuh. Tapi tentu saja, tidak ada hal seperti itu. Bola baseball dengan anggun melewati perisai dan mengenai kepalaku. Yah, jika game-nya semudah itu, aku pasti sudah lama mengetahuinya. "Bagaimana aku bisa menggunakannya dalam realitas?" Fakta bahwa ia menahan serpihan kaca itu nyata. Semua itu bukti bahwa Weaving-ku telah terwujud dalam realitas. Tapi aku tak tahu bagaimana. Setengah terkulai di kursi, aku merasa benar-benar habis. Bukan hanya suasana hati; tubuhku benar-benar lelah. Mungkin ini efek samping dari terlalu banyak menggunakan Weaving. "Kenapa ia melelahkan orang tanpa bahkan muncul di realitas?" Aku bergumam seperti keluhan. Apa rasa kelelahan aneh ini? Pertanyaan-pertanyaan itu melintas di pikiranku berturut-turut. Aku duduk tegak dari posisi berbaring. Dalam game Etius, sama seperti ada skill dan sihir, tentu ada mana. Dan tentu saja, karena telah menjadi Frondier, aku pasti memilikinya juga. Namun, sebagai manusia dari dunia ini, aku tak menyadari sensasi mana. Tapi jika keadaanku yang lelah ini disebabkan oleh mana. Maka 'Weaving' adalah skill yang menggunakan mana. Artinya, mirip dengan sihir. "Pikirkan kembali. Dalam Etius, apa itu mana? Apa konsep sihir?" Sihir dalam Etius bukan konsep materi. Ini konsep fenomena. Entah kau menembakkan api, melemparkan tombak es, atau mendirikan dinding tanah, tak ada yang bisa terus ada dalam realitas. Begitu pengguna membatalkan mantra atau kehabisan mana, semuanya hilang. Kebakaran alami bisa terus menyala sampai dipadamkan atau kehabisan bahan bakar, tapi jika penyihir menciptakan api, bahkan jika menyebar seperti kebakaran liar, begitu mana habis, apinya lenyap. Jadi saat aku sadar bahwa tenunan Frondier tak bisa memengaruhi realitas, aku kecewa tapi menerimanya. Sihir mungkin tampak mahakuasa sekilas, tapi ia punya batas jelas. Kau bisa membakar, membekukan, dan menghancurkan benda. Tapi kau tak bisa menciptakan sesuatu dari ketiadaan. "Aku perlu mengubah pola pikir. Mencoba menciptakan sesuatu dari udara kosong salah sejak awal. Itu mustahil. Aku tak bisa menciptakan perisai." Yang kubutuhkan bukan materi. Seperti saat penyihir menciptakan api, mereka menciptakan "fenomena membakar." Dengan pedang, itu "fenomena memotong." Dengan perisai, itu "fenomena menahan." Aku melempar bola baseball ke udara. Saat mencapai puncak lengkungannya dan mulai jatuh kembali ke arah kepalaku… Skill Unik Frondier Aku bukan menciptakan perisai itu sendiri. Aku menciptakan "fenomena menahan serangan dengan perisai." Suaranya ringan, dan bola baseball memantul dari perisai, mengubah lintasannya. Ia hanya muncul dalam realitas pada saat ia menahan sesuatu. Bahkan jika hanya sekejap, realitas tetaplah realitas. Getaran kecil menjalar dalam diriku. Beri rating dan ulasan novel ini di NU untuk membantu orang menemukan novel ini. 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I couldn't bring myself to say it, just silently staring, when I heard the sound of teeth grinding. "……What I felt for you," The moment Elodie murmured something, Something flew towards her right window from outside. A baseball, heading straight─ Without thinking, I moved my hand. It was almost at the same time as the girl moved hers. The baseball broke through the window, sending shards of glass flying along with it. In front of them, I, Frondier's Unique Skill I extended a shield I had woven earlier, stored by a previous Frondier. It was then I realized. This was all fantasy; it was useless in actually blocking, In the moment that thought crossed my mind, the baseball and glass shards were suddenly engulfed in flames. The force behind them seemed to be devoured by the fire, losing all momentum and fluttering like petals. This wasn't my doing. Elodie's right hand was stretched towards the glass shards, and her eyes and hair had turned red in an instant. She had set everything ablaze in a moment. The glass shards and baseball, burned by Elodie's flames, lost their force and fell. Only a few shards stuck to our clothes or brushed past us when, The girl and I voiced our confusion in unison. The baseball and glass shards bounced off in mid-air. Neither my hand nor her body was hit by a single shard. "It didn't just bounce off in mid-air. My shield..." The shield had blocked the glass shards. My shield, which was surely a fantasy. "…Um, thanks, Frondier. I don't know how you did it…" Elodie didn't understand. Of course, she wouldn't be able to see my shield. Yet her thanking me was incredibly sincere. "But hey! You saw it, right? Even if you hadn't blocked it, my flames would have-" She continued to ramble on, but my mind was elsewhere. "…Hey, are you listening? It's a bit embarrassing." I thought back to the situation just before. My shield had definitely blocked the window and the baseball. "Can you just say anything?" This meant that Weaving wasn't entirely an illusion. If the conditions were right, it could intervene in reality. I still didn't know what those conditions were. But the fact that it could intervene was most important. "Come on, it's not that bad to ignore!" I felt a very slight thrill. Clenching my fist, I took one step at a time down the hallway. It felt like I had found a faint ray of hope in this hopeless mess of a game. The sunlight brushed my face in a glorious moment. Once again, I was hit in the head with a baseball. Picking up the ball that had bounced off my head and rolled to the side, I rubbed my head. "I was sure it would work this time." I'm currently experimenting with Weaving. The shield that blocked those fragments must have been the one I had woven. Then it occurred to me. Could this skill become real instead of just fantasy when the caster is in danger? An incredible thing indeed! To test it, I replicated the shield and threw a baseball at it, aiming the shield above me while the baseball fell. But of course, there was no such thing. The baseball elegantly passed through the shield and hit my head. Well, if it were that kind of convenient game, I would have figured it out long ago. "How can I use it in reality?" The fact that it blocked the glass shards is real. All of that was evidence that my Weaving had manifested in reality. But I didn't know how. Half slumped in a chair, I felt completely drained. It wasn't just the mood; my body was genuinely exhausted. Maybe it was a backlash from using Weaving too much. "Why does it exhaust people without even appearing in reality?" I muttered to myself like a complaint. What is this strange sense of depletion? Those questions brushed through my mind in succession. I sat up from my reclining position. In the game Etius, just as there are skills and magic, there naturally exists mana. And of course, having become Frondier, I must possess it too. However, being a human from this world, I'm unaware of the sensation of mana. But if my current state of depletion is due to mana. Then 'Weaving' is a skill that uses mana. Meaning, it's akin to magic. "Think back. In Etius, what was mana? What was the concept of magic?" Magic in Etius isn't a concept of matter. It's a concept of phenomena. Whether you're shooting fire, hurling ice spears, or erecting earthen walls, none of it can continue to exist in reality. Once the caster cancels the spell or runs out of mana, it all disappears. A natural wildfire can continue burning until it's put out or runs out of fuel, but if a mage creates flames, even if they spread like wildfire, once the mana is depleted, the flames vanish. So when I realized that Frondier's weaving couldn't affect reality, I was disappointed but accepted it. Magic might seem omnipotent at first glance, but it has clear limits. You can burn, freeze, and break things. But you can't create something from nothing. "I need to change my thinking. Trying to create something out of thin air was wrong from the start. It's impossible. I can't create a shield." What I need isn't matter. Just like when a mage conjures fire, they're creating the "phenomenon of burning." With a sword, it's the "phenomenon of cutting." With a shield, it's the "phenomenon of blocking." I tossed the baseball into the air. As it reached the apex of its arc and began to fall back toward my head… Frondier's Unique Skill I'm not creating the shield itself. I'm creating the "phenomenon of blocking an attack with a shield." The sound was light, and the baseball deflected off the shield, changing its trajectory. It only appears in reality for the moment it blocks something. Even if it's just for a split second, reality is reality. A small thrill ran through me. Rate and review this novel on NU to help people find this novel. 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