“If equations were used for single-target magic, using inequality for wide-area magic is one-sided.”
Professor Owen neatly wrote down the formula for the simultaneous linear inequality on the blackboard, explained the theory, and then looked back at the students.
“Does anyone know why?”
Cassena Page wanted to hide behind a book. I wanted to avoid making eye contact with the professor and announcing it.
“This, this, this, these guys are worse than monkey poop! Are you really saying no one knows why?”
I don’t know why, but that muscular professor looked like he was about to cry. Then, his gaze suddenly reached Cassena.
“Hmm, yes.”
Oh, no.
An ominous feeling of foreboding wrapped around her body, to the point where the hairs on her back stood on end. As if to put a wedge in that premonition, Owen smiled fishy.
“The poor monkey who transferred to my class this time—”
“—Professor.”
At that moment of crisis, there was someone who raised a hand, and it was Lane Ludwig. Owen’s attention was immediately directed there.
“Can I explain?”
The content of the transaction was to ensure that Cassena would not be disgraced… … It’s really annoying, but I can’t help it.
Normally, Christa would raise her hand and show off, but that guy is in a strange state after exchanging good wishes with Cassena earlier.
Owen’s eyebrows twitched at Lane’s confident remark.
“Confidence alone is awesome! Yes, try to enlighten this ignorant professor. A senior cadet who smells less like sh*t.”
“First of all, inequality is divided into absolute inequality and conditional inequality.”
“That’s what even the cat in my house licking its own asshole knows, Lane Ludwig!”
“In the case of conditional inequality here, there is a property that a solution can be obtained by substituting only values within a certain range.”
“Hmm, so?”
“Due to the nature of wide-area magic, which does not require accurate finding of the magic landing point, it is inevitably perfect for using the nature of this inequality.”
While the cadets blinked their eyes at the explanation in awe, Cassena also stared blankly at Lane next to her.
‘I knew you were good at studying. I knew it, but was it this much?’
perfect… … . Owen was also impressed once again as he pondered over Lane’s explanation.
‘Comprehension that points out the core in a simple and clear way that even a child can understand… … .’
To the extent that it is, there is no problem even if you put it in a reference book right away. However, Owen’s personality was too twisted to give praise here.
“That is correct! After all, the senior cadet is different. I’ve thought of a hundred and thirty damn sentences to destroy your character, but it’s too bad!”
It would have been a huge shame if it was wrong, but Owen smacked his lips with that expression.
“Yes, it is very unfortunate.”
It was sincere. From the first meeting, Lane was very interested in Owen’s artistic language skills.
Owen’s assistant began writing on the board what Lane had just said, but his movements were oddly slow.
Perhaps it was because the content he had prepared was more complex and difficult than what Lane had explained. Being compared is sad.
* * *
The southeastern frontier port area of the continent.
A man was sitting in a mansion that was horribly half-destroyed by the feast of corpses infested with flying flies and the reverberation of mighty magical power.
His face was quite small and commonplace (if a person from 300 years ago saw him, he might have mistaken him for Archmage Rin), but he was tall and had a strong physique.
“What now?”
The man suddenly burst into a shout. In the material world, only corpses could hear that voice.
However, in the mental world that the man accessed through magic, there were five colleagues who could hear his voice.
The world reflected in the man’s eyes was not a mansion filled with corpses and maggots, but an underground temple filled with myrrh smoke.
[He said he still needs to watch more.]
The figure wriggling in the first seat repeated what he had just said. Immediately the man’s voice took on menacing heat.
“Watch what else to watch! If you catch that kid named Lane Ludwig and run him around, you’ll know for sure!”
[I’ve caught it, but what are you going to do if you’re not the person we’re looking for?]
“What’s wrong with that?”
[It’s a problem. It’s even bigger from my point of view that I’m infiltrating the school now. How about doing something and living?]
“What, you bastard?”
As the magical energy of the two characters collided, the runes that formed the mental world began to wriggle painfully. It was the voice of number 5 that restrained the situation.
[Leave Valencidis to take care of it. He’s got to do the most important thing in our plan right now. If you come now and get caught, it will be difficult.]
“Leave the bastard who killed Libenny alone?”
[Ah, so if it turns out that he killed him, Valencidis will take care of it. what’s the problem? What’s so urgent?]
The man rolled his eyes. The other cowards didn’t say anything, as if they were going to follow Valencidis’ judgment.
“Without this answer, you pathetic and timid rats.”
Then, before his colleagues had time to dissuade him, the man’s figure disappeared from the mental world. At the same time, he raised himself from the corpse he was sitting on.
‘Valensidis, if that coward can’t do it, I’ll do it myself.’
It would be enough if I go into the school and kill all the bastards who block me and catch him too.
You might be scolded by ‘Mother’ for your sudden behavior, but if you don’t get caught, stop.
For he, like Riveni, was the son Turaina created out of nothing.
* * *
“Ugh, I don’t know, I don’t know!”
Lunch break, campus benches.
Cassena, who stared intently at the points that Lane had organized herself, eventually leaned back against the backrest and drooped her neck.
“If you don’t know, just study until you know. Isn’t that the basics of studying?”
Rain, who spoke so sarcastically, was turning the pages of a thick reference book to see if he was getting tired of it. Cassena glared at him.
“Why aren’t you wearing the glasses I gave you?!”
“It’s not even night, so why are you wearing it?”
“Just cuddle!”
What nonsense is this… … At that time, there was someone who made a pure smile form on Lane’s lips.
Food gain.
It was Pippi, the existence that came across the languid summer sky with the clear sound of flapping wings.
“Peach, did you sleep well?”
“did you sleep well. did you sleep well. did you sleep well.”
When Pippi landed on Lane’s shoulder and shook her head back and forth, Lane smiled and stroked her head.
I felt a warm gaze. Cassena was staring at the scene with her eyes shining brightly.
“What is that? Is it a sun parrot? I’ve seen it in a book!”
“you’re right. He is my companion.”
“Where did you get it? Let me, let me touch you too!”
“It’s not possible.”
She stood up from the bench and pulled herself back to protect Fifi from Cassena, who stretched out her hands at random.
“Why not!”
The reckless nature of the young lady who has lived by ordering anything up until now is truly frightening.
I could just let you touch it, but first I need to correct that rotten personality a little bit.
“It’s time for you to study, my lady.”
“Study, study, study.”
“It’s okay to take a short break!”
“Shh, shh, shh, shh!”
Cassena looked at Pippi, who rubbed her face against Lane’s cheek while copying the words of the person, with her mouth watering.
“Only those who have done their work can rest. Miss, do you have a mountain of work to do? Peach, see you later at the dorm.”
Cassena, who was staring blankly at the sight of Pipi going away into the distant sky, her cheeks swell nervously, and tears welled up in her eyes.
‘No, it’s unfair. It’s not that I won’t let you touch it at all… … .’
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Cassena, who had been glaring at me curtly, lay flat on the bench with a pod on the back of her head. After all, it’s not something a noble would do.
“Hey, that’s it! How could Lane, a genius who knows everything, know my heart?”
“yes?”
“I just don’t know! They don’t even know basic math formulas! My head hurts to the point of breaking every day. Because I don’t know anything.”
Cassena, who covered her face with a summary notebook, added in a melancholy voice a moment later.
“I guess I was greedy. I had to postpone coming to school until later. I just don’t know, how can I not be embarrassed?”
Did Cassena have her own difficulties?
It’s not that I don’t know the heart.
It’s really annoying, but I decided that I should definitely point it out here.
“Why is it painful not to know so much?”
“what?”
“If you don’t know a lot, doesn’t that mean you have a lot to learn? The fact that there is a lot to learn is that there is only room for improvement in the future.”
And there was silence.
I didn’t think of convincing him from the beginning. I just decided that it would be okay if there was even a slight crack in that defeatist mindset.
How long has it been since then?
After roughly five minutes, Cassena sat up and started staring at the gist again.
‘Hmm… … .’
There is no reward in teaching. Seeing his self-satisfied appearance like this, a slightly bitter heart pierced his chest.
‘Tureyna, you should have been a little kinder when you were teaching that tomboy… … .’
* * *
Since then, the two weeks have passed by in a flash. There was one good thing that happened along the way.
Elin Ludwig was back at school.
In the professor’s office, Auntie sighed heavily as she sorted through the piles of papers she had accumulated over the past 50 days.
“What kind of accident did you get into when this guy, this genius professor, Elin Ludwig, wasn’t around?”
“?”
“Casena Page! You said you were going on a night run with that kid? no, it doesn’t matter How the hell does he walk… … How the hell did this happen?”
Cassena’s rehabilitation was bound to be a rather big red flag to Elin, who was planning to reach the status of the leader of the Madose by using the genealogy of genius mages leading to Scalge-Kavan and Elin-Rain.
After explaining the reason why he got involved with Cassena, Elin glared at Lane with a dumbfounded expression and then pinched both of his cheeks and pulled them.
“Ugh, I’m stumped, really! I bet he’s not a pitiful nephew! Who am I to go through such hardships! If you do something like that, you’re talking nonsense! huh?”
“My, please do it… … .”
When Elin let go of the ball with a sigh, Lane touched the red-hot cheek and whined.
“A strange rumor spread that my aunt was obsessed with black magic. I thought I had to do something for my aunt’s teaching job.”
“What?! You stupid fool! Who am I?”
“This is genius professor Elin Ludwig.”
“okay! The genius professor Elin Ludwig the world is paying attention to is this body! If you cut me off, it will be a loss to ＜Delayten＞. You would have protected me no matter what, but why did you step in and take it! Aigoo, aigoa!”
Although he had been scolded like that, he didn’t feel particularly bad because his intelligent nephew did it for him.
That’s why the strange phenomenon appeared, laughing like an idiot while banging his head. Elin was not good at hiding her expression.
Elin seems to pat her whenever she has a chance, but this was actually her own top-notch expression of affection for her cute nephew.
‘Well, there’s nothing wrong with being friendly with the Page family.’
Didn’t Kavan’s older brother even more solidify the family’s status through his senior-junior friendship with Madelia Page during his school days?
“Uh-huh, uh-huh. stop going! You won’t be busy with final exams in two days. You may be less busy than me.”
The problem is how Cassena got to walk again, but was the rumor that her spine was broken just a myth?
But it wasn’t just a rumor, I overheard what Kavern and Brim were talking about… … .
Oh, I don’t know. My head hurts from hearing the secret about Turaina, but there’s so much work to do. Think later.
“But Auntie.”
“hmm?”
“The Heretic Inquisitors… … What did they say about Turaina? I don’t know what I did wrong.”
Elin, who was flipping through the files at Lane’s question, hesitated and then stopped.
– Turaina is alive. Missed it by mistake… … .
– In fact, if you relate it to Rin, it makes sense that Turaina became the leader of the Black Church… … .
It’s because the troublesome story came back to life in my mind, but I couldn’t discuss it with anyone because the story was under a mutilation order at that time.
‘I can’t predict what kind of incident will happen on the day Turaina comes out on the front line… … .’
The nephew waited for his answer with a slight hesitation. I borrowed the book and read it, so this guy must have envied Tureina too.
‘Like most chicks… … .’
I thought there was no need to break that heart with ambiguous answers. And since it’s the final exam soon, I don’t want to make my mind go elsewhere.
“It was nothing. It looks like the warlocks are using some of Turaina’s books as an encrypted communication system. So it was.”
“really?”
“Aww, pathetic! If it wasn’t like that, I would have been tortured or something, would I have returned right away like this?”
I felt a little guilty about the lie I made up on the spot, but when I saw my nephew’s face brighten up, that feeling instantly melted away.
“thank you for telling me. Then I’m going to have a student council activity, so let’s go. Your aunt looks busy too.”
As Lane turned around and was about to leave, Elin drew attention by snapping her fingers as if she had remembered something.
“Did you prepare hard for this final exam?”
“It’s okay.”
“so so? You better work harder than that.”
“why?”
When Rain tilted his head, Elin grinned as if handing over a secret gift.
“I said my sister-in-law was coming to see it. Take your pathetic little brothers with you.”