The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 397
Chapter 116: Magic Design
My new schedule was added after school.
“It’s not about building up food. It happens at the same time. You can’t try to manifest in order. “A magic happens in one moment.”
Receive private lessons from Elodie.
Feeling the need to actually use magic, I personally asked Elodie to teach me magic.
Honestly, this teacher is too much for me.
What I’m learning now is how to light a fire the size of a candle in the air, but there’s no sign of progress at all.
Since Elodie is constantly teaching me without changing her facial expression, I don’t know if my talent is a mess or if it’s just the way it is when I first learn magic.
Anyway, for now, I was doing my best to learn.
“no.”
When I tried the spell again, Elodie said:
“This time, I’m going to use one technique first.”
“Hmm. When I saw wizards using magic, it seemed like they overlapped their techniques like this?”
“It’s true that they overlap. “It’s not about building up.”
“…?”
“I told you. There is no order to the drinking ceremony. Wizards’ chants, starter words, and spells are all preparation for just one manifestation. When the magic is finally implemented, everything that has been created must operate accurately and without error.”
There is no order in the manifestation of magic. All preparations must be made in advance, and when activated, the prepared items must operate simultaneously and accurately.
I scratched my head.
“It’s too difficult. Are all wizards doing that?”
It’s done simultaneously, and it’s accurate and there are no errors.
In the game, I just saw my colleagues create magic on their own, so I don’t really know how they actually did it. Could it be that all magic had such a difficult structure?
Elodie’s face brightened as she wondered why it felt so good to find something incomprehensible. Could it be that I enjoy suffering?
Elodie raised a finger.
“What you need at that time is a ‘metaphor’.”
“Metaphor?”
“huh. Calculations and theories are important for wizards, but the effectiveness and success of magic is up to you. That’s why it’s important to have an image that can confirm the magic. Words are difficult, but images are easy. “That means using metaphors.”
When I heard that, I thought.
Magic that takes place simultaneously and must be accurate and error-free.
As an analogy,
“…like a gear wheel?”
“It’s not a bad analogy. But I can’t decide whether the analogy you feel is correct. It’s dangerous to mess with other people’s metaphors. I like it when each wizard has their own metaphor. If you like imagining cogs, try that.”
“What metaphor are you imagining?”
“universe.”
What?
I looked at Elodie in shock, but she didn’t seem to be joking.
“An image of a star rotating on its own, moving towards somewhere, and the whole thing forming one shape and never stopping. Each star is an element to embody my magic, but stars are not born in order. It just hovers around. The magic is picking the constellation you want. “That’s my imagination.”
“…The scale is unbearable.”
Well, does that mean you have to be at that level to be able to use that level of magic?
A necessary metaphor for everything moving together simultaneously and without error. I didn’t know it, but it seems most wizards already have it.
…But no matter how much I try to think of other things, I think of cogs. Even if I think about the universe that Elodie talks about, I can’t even think about it, and I don’t think I can create a magic trick. As expected, I felt reassured that there was no misalignment with the cogwheel. Is this Elodie’s own metaphor?
I don’t think it’s a wizard-like metaphor, though.
“What kind of image do other people have? “For reference.”
“Hmm, I heard that Runia imagines an ‘orchestra’.”
“Oh…”
“There’s no need to worry too much about other people’s analogies. “It’s not very helpful.”
“Oh, is it rude to ask?”
“It’s not like that. There are many people who answer. A parable is not something you can follow just because it is explained to you. So there is nothing to gain.”
If that’s the case, there’s no problem. Because it was a purely interest-based question.
I nodded at Elodie’s words and focused my attention on my hands again.
The name of the magic is ‘Will O the Wisp’. Although the name is grandiose, it is simply a magic that puts flames in the air.
There are two expressions. Designate the element ‘Fire’, and ‘Stop’ where the magic stays in place without moving anywhere.
Since elements are always included in any magic, it is as if the equation is actually one.
‘…By attaching a small cogwheel called ‘stop’ to the large cogwheel called fire.’
When one gear turns, the other gear also turns.
If it’s meshed properly.
Suuu –
I can feel my mana settling into the magic formula.
Although I have never used magic before, I have already fully developed the sense of using mana through weaving, menosorpo, and black cloth. Failure is not due to inability to use mana. Doing something wrong.
If you only think about the symbols of the technique, you cannot see the whole picture. The technique must be geared.
The gears do not shake, do not flutter, and do not volatilize from my thoughts.
Crash.
With a very clear feeling, I heard the sound of two gears clicking together.
Kirilik.
The moment I turned it.
hook!
“…uh.”
A flame bloomed in my hand.
Will O the Wisp.
“it’s okay.”
I said with a feeling of half joy and half relief.
The reason I was relieved was because I was worried that Elodie would get tired of my hopeless talent for magic and stop teaching me anymore.
It took time, but somehow we succeeded, so wouldn’t Elodie be a little more patient?
“Elodie. how is it? “It’s a success, right?”
“….”
“Elodie?”
Elodie was looking at the flame in my hand with her eyes wide open.
What can I say, it felt like my magic was being examined from head to toe. Is this what it feels like to be looked at naked? Very creepy.
“Elodie. Did I do something wrong?”
“Frondier, is this really your first time learning magic?”
“huh? Oh, isn’t that… girl?”
“What is that expression?”
You’ve probably learned it.
The reason why I think that is because before I possessed Frondier, he must have learned about magic.
The Roach family must protect people from monsters. It makes no sense for me, his son, not to have learned this or that.
Frontier also teaches combat when it comes to combat, and magic when it comes to magic. Ampera and Malia must have used famous teachers to teach them.
Of course, both sides were judged to be untalented.
‘Frondier was cursed with sloth at the time.’
Moreover, ‘Weaving’, which helped me with my current sense of using mana, is not originally a skill of Frondier.
If weaving is a skill that came about because I was possessed, as Joan of Arc said, then Frontier originally did not have a skill called weaving.
Frontier originally had nothing to do with weaving, and interpreting ancient languages may have been his original talent.
But perhaps it would have been difficult to learn anything, weaving or not, while suffering from the curse of sloth.
“I remember learning it briefly when I was very young.”
I don’t remember that, but I told Elodie because it was probably like that.
“Yeah, really? “Is that why it’s so fast…?”
Elodie said, tilting her head. I asked him.
“Is this fast?”
“of course! “You succeeded in creating a wisp without even using a chant!”
It seems that Will O the Wisp is usually abbreviated to Wisp.
I was embarrassed by him.
“I thought I had no talent because I kept failing…”
“That can’t be true. “It’s a magic that takes a week even after learning all the chanting and starting words.”
Elodie looked at me as if I was dumbfounded and sighed.
So, the fact that Elodie’s expression was calm even when I failed wasn’t an act, it was just something that was natural.
“I think the analogy was helpful.”
“Even so, so quickly…”
Elodie seemed quite shocked.
Oh, maybe I have more magical talent than I thought?
Elodie muttered, still looking shocked.
“You’re only an hour behind me…”
“Did you fly me because you wanted to say that?”
This guy, in the end, he just wanted to brag about himself. Still, I don’t think it was the acting that shocked me.
Yes, actually, it makes no sense to think of using magical talent to attack Elodie. Usually people say it will take a week, so believing that and thinking positively will help me.
“But.”
I suddenly remembered and asked.
“Perhaps the president was similar to you? Since you’re about to become an archmage, I think you’d be a good fit for the universe.”
“Osprit? “Hmm…”
Elodie’s eyes turned to the sky as if she was remembering Ospreet’s appearance at my words. The contemplative face with questions gathered between the eyebrows was quite cute, but for a moment it seemed as if a wizard’s way of thinking was imbued in those eyes.
“…no. “Maybe the president has no analogy.”
“You don’t have an image, you see the technique as such and it creates magic?”
“huh. It’s not that it’s impossible to do it without an analogy. The reason I didn’t teach you the parable at first was because it was the closest to the norm. “The magic you are learning now is basic, so if you give it time, you will be able to do it without metaphors.”
“But why don’t you use a metaphor, President? “It’s difficult to use magic without metaphors.”
Right away, I kept failing until I remembered the cogwheel. Is there any reason not to use an analogy?
Or before that, why does Elodie assume that Ospreet doesn’t use metaphors?
“The president’s magic, in my opinion, is probably ‘coordinate designation.’”
“Specifying coordinates… So, you can use magic from a distance?”
Ospreet’s magic is not created by his side. Burn, explode, and freeze the area where the enemy is.
There is a huge difference between a simple spark catching from afar and burning on the spot. Not only is it difficult to avoid or block, but the damage it inflicts is drastically different.
Perhaps the Will O the Wisp I’m using now, or Ospreet, could set fire to the inside of the enemy’s body and cause serious injury.
“But if you use an analogy, you can’t specify coordinates.”
“why?”
“Coordinates always change. Because the enemy is always moving. As easy as it is to understand images, the problem is that we are ultimately trapped within those images. “It’s not something that can be done by adding variables that always change.”
“…ah. I see.”
I just used magic while imagining gears, so I understand.
If I were to try to use my own method of magic to keep changing coordinates, it would be as reckless as inserting anything into the structure of an already completed gear and hoping it would run just fine.
“The president is just ridiculously smart. Even without having to bring an image, you can perform magic as if you were an elementary school student doing arithmetic.”
“…As expected, he is our president.”
“He’s not our president anymore.”
Tsk tsk, Elodie joked and laughed. Although it was a joke based on fact.
“Anyway, you have a talent for magic. “It would be a waste to let it rot like this.”
“I didn’t know either.”
Frontier’s body was unable to do many things properly due to the curse of sloth. There is so much backlogged homework.
In other words, it can be said that talent that is supposed to blossom has not yet blossomed and has been postponed.
“…a gear.”
I thought for a moment.
I hate to say it, but this analogy is better than I thought. I succeeded in performing the spell right away, and for me, it is something I can understand quite intuitively.
‘Elodie said she creates magic like the movement of stars, but to me, magic is similar to design. That’s probably why he came up with the cogwheel.’
And today, I learned the symbol for ‘stop’, and this symbol does not change much when applied to other magic. The workshop is full of knowledge, so you can compare it right away.
“Design, design…”
“Huh?”
When Elodie tilted her head and asked back at my muttering.
smart.
There was a knock on the front door of the house.
“Frondier, this is Arald.”
And then a familiar voice is heard.
Arald said with a happy face as soon as he entered my room.
“The prototype of the three-dimensional map has been completed.”
“…design.”
“Yes, this is the three-dimensional map created by referring to the three-dimensional blueprint!”
Arald nods eagerly at my words.
Elodie notices that the conversation is out of focus and looks at me and Arald alternately.
…hmm.
Design.