Iron Powder and Spellcaster

Chapter 4 Antoine Laurent and his magic system (Part 1)

A demonstration is worth a thousand words.

It's the last day of military school anyway, so secrecy be damned.

Although he sleeps in a longhouse every night, the caster remains mysterious.

The school strictly prohibits non-spell casters, military officers and cadets from inquiring into the content of spell training, and spell casters are strictly prohibited from leaking any information to others.

For Ike, this was the first time Winters had openly spoken to him about anything about magic.

For Winters, this was the first time that Ike expressed his envy to him as a spellcaster.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time that Ike openly expressed admiration for Winters, causing Winters to feel that he had an obligation to satisfy his friend's intellectual curiosity.

So Winters squeezed out a few drops of sweat from his armor and sat on the stone bench.

He took a deep breath and began to focus.

This process is a bit like archery, there are no mechanical pre-steps, you just find the feeling and then let go.

All Winters has to do is remember what it feels like to use magic.

In Ike's eyes, Winters stared at the few drops of water on the stone bench.

For Winters, he was suffering unspeakable phantom pain - the torture of being stuffed into a millstone, ground into minced flesh, and then squeezed out with blood.

The phantom pain did not come from any part of his skin, tissue or bones, but it was real.

Winters gritted his teeth and endured.

The water droplets on the stone bench first became smaller, then quickly turned into a few water marks, and finally disappeared completely.

Winters let out a long breath.

"That's all?" Ike was confused.

Winters looked tired: "Yeah."

"magic?"

"magic."

"Is this magic?"

"It's magic."

"What kind of magic is this!" Ike punched his friend: "Isn't this just a few drops of water being blown dry by the wind?"

"No. Listen carefully, [water is dried by wind] and [water is vaporized by magic]. The same end point does not mean that the path is the same."

Ike frowned tightly: "Turning water into water vapor is magic? What's the use?"

"It's useless." Winters lazily lay back on the floor: "But what if what turns into water vapor...is the blood in your skull?"

In the sweltering summer, Axel from Orange felt a chill running down his spine.

"Just saying, [Penetration] is a profound skill that cannot be mastered by a spellcaster of my level. You have to understand that spell ability is a kind of talent, just like a fish is born with the ability to swim, and a bird can fly without learning. . The caster does not know and does not need to know the principles of magic, as long as he can use this ability, it is enough."

Winters revealed his own scar: "Just like my swordsmanship since elementary school, I am still not as good as you, the master who started six years ago. This is talent, there is nothing to complain about."

"Wrong, my swordsmanship comes from my diligent practice." Ike said righteously.

"But there are people who practice harder than you."

"who?"

"Bud, Gerald's Bud." Winters tossed out a name without hesitation.

"Well..." Ike was speechless: "He is indeed more diligent than me."

Winters sighed: "Talent and sweat are indispensable. Sweat can't beat talent - when talent is also sweating. If you attribute your swordsmanship skills entirely to hard practice, that's a disservice to Bard. insult."

"You should talk about magic."

"The first principle of magic is that you can never feel the magic, you can only feel the effects of the magic."

Winters changed his gesture.

A gust of wind passed through Ike's hair, and he really felt the gust of wind.

"This is wind control, the magical wind, but you can't touch the magic, you can only touch the wind."

"In other words... natural wind and magical wind." Ike asked back: "Can't tell the difference?"

Winters replied matter-of-factly: "If you can tell the difference, the unnatural wind is the magical wind."

"Observe the effects of magic and reverse the process of realizing magic. Transform perceptual cognition into rational cognition. This is the great cause of General Antoine Laurent," Winters said with some sadness: "Without him, there would be no magic." There is no spellcaster.”

"Perceptual cognition? Rational cognition?"

"For example, swordsmanship. The first people who used swords must only know how to swing and chop randomly. After cutting a lot, they will find some useful tips. This is perceptual cognition.

As it continues to develop, some people summarize the theory and form a system, so that novices who lack experience in killing people can learn the tricks of killing people, and then create more advanced sword moves based on the swordsmanship theory, that is, rational cognition. "

"What does this have to do with magic?"

"Imagine putting a pot of water on a fire to boil. The water will eventually be boiled dry. The end point of boiling water with fire is the same as using magic to vaporize liquid. Antoine Laurent summarized this, all 'magic' Spells that take the place of fire are classified as fire magic.

By the same token, any spell that "accelerates an object" is acceleration magic. "All spells related to sound" are sound magic. These are the three major spell classifications of [Antoine-Laurent system]. "

Winters concluded softly: "But Antoine Laurent, the man who set it all up, couldn't use magic himself."

After I started writing it, I realized why the protagonists in current novels are all time-travelers, because even if the protagonist is not a time-traveler, the author and readers will apply modern thinking to the protagonist. Therefore, it will feel a little awkward, so it is more comfortable for the protagonist to be a time traveler. Antoine Laurent built the magic system from scratch, and there will be some fallacies. It's the fault of the times, not his fault Orz