Iron Powder and Spellcaster

Watching Ike fussing on the side, Winters was noncommittal.

With how hungry the Army is for spellcasters, it's unlikely that potential cadets will be missed.

But it is very unethical to deny other people's dreams at will, even with the truth.

Ike worked hard to "use magic". His face gradually got closer and closer to the stone bench, his expression gradually became ferocious, and his eyes almost touched the water droplets.

Considering today's temperature, the water on the stone slab will vaporize sooner or later, regardless of whether Ike has magic abilities or not.

"Do you feel anything special?" Winters asked.

"Yes, my eyes are very dry."

"I just love your sense of humor."

"Water cannot be used to test potential candidates, otherwise there would be no need for special equipment to screen spellcasters." Winters explained why the water test cannot be used: "General Antoine Laurent once mentioned that the magic power required to vaporize a drop of water , which consumes more magic power than accelerating an arrow like a hundred-pound hard bow."

"But the general just mentioned it casually without any detailed explanation." Winters added: "But I can also feel from training that water is the most difficult liquid to vaporize. Do you now understand why acceleration spells are recognized as the most lethal? ?"

"I don't see the use of this small amount of vaporized water, but accelerating an arrow can kill a person?" Axel replied tentatively.

"That's right, the difficulty of casting spells is not related to the power of the spell." Winters thought about the embarrassing current situation of fire spells and couldn't help but shake his head: "Magic does not exist for killing, humans are just picking out the magic that is most suitable for killing. "

"What's there to say? After ten years of swordsmanship, wouldn't it be more aggrieved to be shot to death on the battlefield?" Ike accepted it easily. He drew inferences: "The Lord didn't create steel and gunpowder just for killing, right? ? Aren’t they being used for killing?”

"Um."

The water drops on the stone bench had completely disappeared, and Ike didn't have any feeling of using magic. He was a little frustrated: "I really don't have any magic talent."

"Not necessarily, it can't be measured with water anyway."

Winters comforted Ike: "If you want to take a test, I will take you to Teacher Christian tomorrow. He should have a way."

"Which Christian teacher?

[Christian] means believer, and there are too many people with this name in Luyuan.

"The director of the Spellcaster Teaching and Research Department should be the most powerful spellcaster in Lu Yuan. Don't worry, he is very kind. It will be no problem to ask him for help."

"Forget it, even if I try it casually, I don't think I am really a spell caster." Winters volunteered to help Ike find someone to test, but Ike became timid.

It's one thing for two people to just take a few drops of water and test it. It's another thing to go to the director of the teaching and research office and use special instruments.

"You should tell me how it feels to use magic." Ike was very curious.

"I can't describe it accurately in words." No matter how he organized the words, Winters couldn't describe it properly: "Let me give you an example, can you describe colors to a person who was born blind?"

This question also stopped Ike. He was stunned for a while, thinking of various ways to describe it, and finally admitted: "No, how can someone who has never known what color is understand color?"

"The feeling of using magic is the same. How do you describe the feeling of using magic to someone who has never experienced magic?" Winters told the truth, and he quickly added: "I'm just making an analogy, not talking about you. He is a disabled person."

"Of course I can understand what you mean." Ike said with a gentle smile: "It depends on the standards of normal people. If the caster is a normal person, then we are indeed all disabled."

"You are a normal person, spell casters are different." Winters quickly stopped the topic: "I will try my best to describe to you the feeling of using magic, but it is not very accurate, and it is limited to my feelings."

"OK."

"Sometimes there is a very strong squeezing feeling, like the whole space is pressing towards me; sometimes there is a very strong stinging feeling, like being stabbed with a knife; sometimes it is very cold, and sometimes it is very hot." Wen Tes frowned as he recalled the feeling of using magic.

He continued: "The point is these feelings are not coming from anywhere in my body, it's like someone else is getting hit but I'm in pain, you know phantom pain?"

"After amputation, soldiers feel that their severed limbs are still there, and they still feel pain?"

"Yes, it's like phantom pain." Winters nodded: "But for me, it's not the phantom pain caused by which part of the body was cut off, but the phantom pain caused by the part of the body that I never had. .

The part of the body that causes pain has no flesh and blood, but it has a real feeling. It's not accurate to say it's a limb, but I don't know how to describe it accurately. As mentioned earlier, it is impossible to describe colors to a blind person. "

"I understand a little bit of what you're talking about."

"So Alliance spellcasters refer to magical talents as the invisible 'third hand' and the 'fifth limb' beyond the limbs. The two numbers three and five have very important symbolic meanings for Alliance spellcasters, so Alliance spellcasters The Association is also called the Sanwu Association."

Winters dipped his hand in water and drew a symbol on the stone bench. He first drew a regular pentagon, and then divided the pentagon into three triangles by connecting one vertex of the pentagon to the other two vertices.

"This is the symbol of the Alliance spell caster. Look at its shape. A regular pentagon is divided into three triangles. It can represent the third hand and the fifth limb. The three triangles can also represent the three major types of magic." Winters explained the meaning of the symbol to Ike as he drew it.

"So this is the symbol of a spell caster? I asked you why you wear this badge every day. I always thought it was the symbol of the Hailan Association!"

"Don't you know this is the mark of a spell caster?"

"You didn't say that."

"You didn't ask."

This chicken/egg cycle continues with no end.

Winters quickly remembered something again: "Didn't we take a class on counter-magic tactics?"

"It was only after listening to the description of the anti-magician class teacher that I felt that the spell caster could kill me by hooking his fingers." Ike said with a smile: "The magic he talked about in class is different from what you told me. "

"I think the anti-magic class is talking about the court mages who were the royal thugs of Richard IV during the Sovereign War." Winters understood what was going on: "The court mages are very few in number and are extremely mysterious. Their The training content and the method of achieving the spell are unknown to outsiders.”

Winters recalled what he had learned about the court mage in literature class: "Fremen scholars recorded that the emperor of the ancient Silk Kingdom once summoned a rain of meteors and destroyed hundreds of thousands of rebels. Only people like me A spellcaster who can light a candle simply cannot understand how to achieve such a super spell."

"Summoning a rain of meteorites? If the court mage is really that powerful, how can Mad Richard not be able to defeat Guitu City?"

"So I think this part of the ancient books also contains a lot of bragging. It's all bragging anyway, and you have to brag as hard as you can." Winters laughed.

"Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Chronicles of Emperor Guangwu": Meteors fall into the camp at night, and clouds appear like bad mountains during the day. They fall when the camp is on the ground, and are scattered within a foot of the ground. All the officials are tired of lying down.

"Jin Shu·Xuan Emperor Ji": He met with Liang at Jishi and fought in Linyuan. Liang was unable to advance and returned to Wuzhangyuan. There will be a long star falling on the bright fortress. The emperor knows that it will be defeated. After sending a strange army to clear it, they kill more than 500 people, gain more than a thousand lives, and surrender more than 600 people.

"Book of Jin: Chronicles of Emperor Xuan": From time to time, there are long stars, white in color and with mane, flowing from the southwest to the northeast of Xiangping City, falling into Liangshui, and the city is shocked. Wen Yi was so frightened that he ordered his ministers, Wang Jian and Liu Fu, to beg for surrender and ask for relief from the siege.