The days of learning black magic in another world

"Dear Velen,"

"This is your loyal friend Riemann. How is your manuscript going? The Holy See is a little anxious. Can you send it in a few days?"

"Pfft——" Velen, who happily opened Riemann's letter, took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

This, this... The long-lost panic made him subconsciously want to run downstairs to find a drink, but he tried his best to restrain this impulse...

He re-read Riemann's extremely short letter—or rather the "note"—to make sure he read it correctly.

Although, with his hard work during this period, the rough draft has been completed, but he always feels that there is still a lot of time to revise and revise, and it was not when Riemann wrote back to him a few days ago. Any urging meant? !He even recommended a book praising God for him to study.

How can this be so? !

He opened the second letter, which was sent to his home together with the last letter, that is to say, the time interval between sending it was very short, no more than one day, so for Riemann, there must be something It was urgent, so he asked him to send another text message after he had already sent one.

Heller Velen opened the letter almost tremblingly.

"Dear Velen,"

"The Holy See's demand for telescopes has come out, and the production volume is relatively large, so under my argument, the Holy See has decided not to waste your time too much, and their craftsmen will come to study in a few days, you just need to find time Just teach them, it won't take up too much of your time."

Heller Velen's raised heart fell back again - well, well... great!

Riemann did argue for this result.

After Dean Pound said indifferently, "You two's books should be published together", Riemann quickly wrote the letter, which was too short to be called a letter, and sent it out. As a result, he had just sent the letter Back in his room, Dean Pound suddenly raised his head from his manuscript—by the way, Dean Pound took his place very naturally—and said: “By the way, the specific number of telescopes needed by the Holy See and Allocation has been announced, the quantity is about [-] units first, please inform Mr. Villen by the way."

Riemann:?

One hundred?Do you think Heller Velen is a production line?Or the kind that comes with its own ingredients...

And the most important thing is, if Velen is still distracted by working on the telescope, what will happen to his manuscript?

Riemann made a decision almost instantly: "Oh, Mr. Father, do you want Heller to keep his technology? You are so kind! But I discussed it with Heller before, and he would be happy to make it The technology of the telescope is dedicated to the Holy See, whether you want blueprints or send people to study, there is no problem at all."

They did talk about it. It is a matter of course for Velen to dedicate his knowledge to the Holy See. As for Riemann...he just thinks that there is no need to keep a patent for the telescope, just use it for the Holy See to treat it differently, and It would be outrageous for Velen to waste a lot of time working as a craftsman for the Holy See. He would never be happy to see such a scene, so he went along with the flow and did not refute Velen's decision.

Dean Pound glanced at him with relief: "Oh Riemann...you and Mr. Wellen are really...too pious, well, I will arrange for some craftsmen from the Holy See to study in Ulang, and you should inform Mr. Wellen first Bar."

All in all, Heller Velen temporarily accepted an urgent task, and then let go of another task, but because of the order of opening the letter, he was deeply moved in order to repay Riemann's "struggle with reason", and decided to stay up all night to complete the former task. Unexpected task!

In fact, although he was terrified the moment he saw the letter, and almost went downstairs to find a drink, he had actually completed most of the content of this manuscript... Although it was a bit suspected of rote, but he It's almost written!

It just needs to be put together and polished...

Although he originally planned to spend at least half a year on this integration and polishing, but if it only takes half a day, it seems that it is not impossible...

……

Thanks to Velen's subconscious compliance with Riemann's request, his first draft was placed on Bishop Pound's desk two days later.

A day later, he and Riemann's manuscript appeared on the desk of the publishing agency held by the Holy See.

On the same day, "A Concise Course of Calculus" by Riemann Iserveld and "Veren's Essays on Mathematics" by Heller Velen began printing in full force.

Three days later, that is, the 17th day of Riemann's internship, at his firm request, the first batch of printed manuscripts appeared in the major newspaper kiosks and bookstores in the capital of Sydney, and those shipped to other regions can be slow. Slow print.

……

"It turns out that Mr. Iserveld, you have come to the capital!"

Barr, a reporter from Sydney Daily, racked his brains before interviewing Riemann Iserveld. Although the other party was only willing to answer questions related to Heller Velen and his telescope, he was the first one anyway. A reporter who interviewed Riemann Iserveld! (What he didn't know was that "brain racking" was just what he thought. Riemann wanted to find a newspaper to spread the nonsense that time, but he just picked the Sidney Daily where Barr was.)

Today, he was on the road for daily gatherings, and when he wanted to take a break, he turned into a bookstore by chance, and found an unfamiliar book and a familiar name on the bookshelf.

So he immediately used his personal relationship to try to get an interview with Mr. Iserveld who was inside Xingxi Academy.

As a result, his personal relationship told him that he was no longer in Xingxi Academy!Mr. Iserveld is doing an internship at the Holy See of the Royal Capital!

Barr was shocked, what kind of reporter is he!It took so long to know this important news!

So he immediately took his own pen and paper, and began to squat outside the Holy See furtively, oh no, stalking, oh no, anyway, he waited patiently.

He is fully prepared!As soon as Mr. Iserveld appeared, he would immediately step forward to stop him, and no matter how the other party refused, he must rely on the agreement he made last time to get the priority interview right!

——Yes, in fact, he is not such a blind person. Of course he knows that in the last interview, after he got the interview opportunity in the name of knowing Mr. Heller Velen, he has been asking Mr. Iserveld How upset is the behavior of own news, but so what?It's not that he seized the opportunity and wisely booked an interview, people still have to be thick-skinned...

So it doesn't matter, he is such a thick-skinned person, even if Mr. Iserveld shows full impatience and disgust, he will definitely smile and pester the other party unconsciously, and must win this today A new interview will do!

However, he was wrong.

At this moment, Riemann, who was frowning and stepped out of the church door to get off work, saw Barr's familiar figure, not only did he not feel disgusted, but was pleasantly surprised!

--Great!

He learned earlier today that according to what he said, Dean Pound had forced the printed part to be published in Wangdu in advance. Not long after Matsushita breathed out, he realized a new problem.

its not right!

What does he think is wrong!

This is not like Mathematics, which is a magazine with a fixed publication time and regular readers. If he publishes a new book like this, no one will notice!What happened to the Holy See?Don't they advertise it?For example, the news that he released a new book directly spread all over Sidney's big and small newspapers...

After thinking about it, Riemann still thinks that it is impossible for the Holy See not to know how to promote it. After all, uh-they are the Holy See!It should be that Dean Pound simply forgot. After all, he also said that the reward for Heller Velen was honor. It is impossible that he was not prepared to help him spread the word to every corner of the mainland and know that he wrote a book.

So Riemann struggled to get off work in the afternoon, trying to find Dean Pound, who was busy, but the other party didn't know where he went, neither in the church nor in Xingxi College.

Do you want to wait until tomorrow... Do you want to endure the group of nobles who tormented him with strange missions for another day...

Just as Riemann was frowning and thinking about this ultimate question, a familiar figure came into his eyes.

Huh?Isn't this the who... the reporter who interviewed him?

"So Mr. Iserveld, you have come to the capital! It's been a long time! I don't know if Mr. Iserveld still remembers to owe me an interview hahaha..."

Barr smiled brightly, and was vigilantly prepared, ready to deal with Riemann's refusal and pretending that he didn't hear it, and continued to stalk until the other party agreed to his interview request.

"Oh! There is indeed such an agreement. I happen to have time tonight. Do you want to interview now?"

"Hahaha, is there anything Mr. Yiserveld wants to do? I have nothing to do. Do you mind taking me... huh?"

In the middle of Barr's hearty speech, he realized that Riemann's answer was "yes", and he blinked twice in confusion.

Riemann smiled, pretending that he didn't hear what the other party said smoothly, and he didn't see a trace of helplessness and shock that was not hidden on his face.

"Oh, sorry, hahaha, there may be something wrong with my ears just now, and I heard your words as rejection."

Riemann continued to smile: "It's okay, it's just human nature."

"That's great! Let's find a tavern and start now! My treat!"

"I don't drink...but it's okay."

In order to sell his book as soon as possible, Riemann made some concessions, but the other party had no intention of letting him make any concessions. Hearing what Riemann said, he immediately changed his mind and set the interview location inside his home.

But after arriving, Barr told Riemann that his chef's specialty was grilled snails.

Riemann instantly felt that the tavern seemed to be a good choice...