Episode 41. self expression (2)

Exactly one year and one month since my father challenged the impossible. Carol rode the swing alone.

When Carol was gazing at the evening shade alone, she would fall into the thought that the twilight would eat him.

was five years old then

Mom no longer asked me to come home before the sun went down. Because my dad, who will hold my hand tightly and return home, is gone.

After returning home alone, biting his nails in anxiety, Carol studied the magic formula as her mother had ordered.

Carol became a child who always followed the rules.

Don’t follow ants, don’t pet abandoned puppies, and don’t suddenly cry alone on a sandy beach.

Go out of the house if your mom suddenly cries alone, hide under the bed if it’s nighttime, nod your head at everything mom says.

Carol always lived the correct answer.

‘Our Carol is a genius… ! Mom lives only by looking at you.’

The number to fill in this blank is 3. Correct answer.

Flame is flare in the magical language. answer.

Mom is late today. answer.

The more Carol gets the correct answer, the happier her mother is. answer.

On the other hand, even though my father abandoned me and was buried in academia, he did not give up on his research.

wrong answer. It is the crucial wrong answer of that life, a stupid mistake, and a social suicide.

In order not to be abandoned like his father and for his mother’s happiness, Carol memorized the correct answer.

Whatever you do, just do it… .

‘Obviously, it should be… .’

“father?”

Professor Ian, whom I met for the first time today, said to Carol.

wrong answer.

“As much as free magic, the magic formula is beautiful and has infinite possibilities. The reason the magic you learn is boring is not because only magic formulas are taught in school!”

I’m trying to teach this vast magic formula and circle with memorization and follow-up, but of course students will feel like their heads are about to explode.

Under the pretext of casting magic quickly, only the numbers in the already established formulas and theorems are changed, and only a few conditions are changed and repeated endlessly. How many people wouldn’t be bothered by that?

“Can the magic formulas you learn really be considered academic? Those of you who lightheartedly memorize the achievements of the previous generations of magicians who struggled and wrote without any foundation to search for the truth, can you call yourself a scholar?”

Carol still looked at Professor Ian with trembling eyes. Now he was denying Carol’s entire life.

‘According to that, I just… .’

“The biggest goal of the basic magic formula lecture is to change the way you learn magic formula. Like Pav Gaur, I hope that everyone in this group will become students who can form their own circle. Of course, I have to start with the basics to make that possible.”

Professor Ian looked at Carol, who had completely lost his initial confidence, and spoke to everyone.

“Memorization and repeated learning are not meaningless. Rather, it’s a great way to train the basics.”

Ian continued to speak in a cool voice.

“If there are any students who heard what I just said and thought that there is no need to memorize and repeat study in this class, I would like to warn you in advance that the basics of magic formulas will be trained through memorization and review, so I would like to tell you to wake up.”

Looking at the students frozen by his unholy command, Ian smiled.

“But as today is the first class. Let’s continue talking about the value and reason to learn magic formulas.”

* * *

“Free magic can move mana intuitively. Like this.”

draft. As Professor Ian chanted the wind, the scent of pine needles blew.

flare. As soon as I mentioned the flame, the air in the lecture room, which had been cold in the cold, warmed up.

Karin was quickly fascinated by free magic and at the same time questioned.

‘Then why do other wizards use complicated magic formulas?’

“Because free magic can use mana so easily and quickly, you might feel that magic formulas have little merit compared to the effort you put into learning them. but… .”

This time, Professor Ian looked at Princess Frill and chanted Asein and Ice. The surroundings froze a bit, but nothing more happened.

“The downside of free magic is that it is difficult to transfer and accumulate academic achievements. Free magic comes from personal experience and intuition, so it is impossible for others to embody it as it is.”

He snapped his fingers and chanted the light. The lecture hall became dark again, and the magic formula shone on the empty ceiling.

“Some students may already know this expression. ‘Proof of niagmin tertiary light source control’. This magic formula, built by Archmage Nyagmin in an era when the concept of magic language was not clear, is still used 500 years later.”

Niagmin, who was said to have recognized mana as a bright light, thought that the development of light source magic was his mission and devoted his life to research.

He even invented the common fairy lights. but… .

‘uh? blood… ?’

Karin’s eyes turned red. Red things splashed on the white magic ceremony.

The sound of the pen moving stopped for a moment, and Ian spoke in a low voice in the dark.

“If you learn about the history of witchcraft, you will learn more about it, but the era in which Niagmin lived was a time of theological strength, when one pope ruled over all believers. Now it is divided into 13 cathedrals, but at that time only one doctrine and blind faith were allowed… . It was a dark age of magic.”

At the time, light source magic obscured the miracles of the priests and was blasphemous.

Now, they casually light their way through magic, but at that time, the light belonged only to the priests.

The emergence of magic that uses light would not have looked good from the church’s point of view.

“Niagmin, who is called the pioneer of the magical language, would not have been so stupid as to not know that fact. He, who failed to give up his research that contained his convictions, was eventually accused of heresy and executed.”

‘then… .’

Karin was shocked by the story she heard for the first time in her life.

‘Originally, 13 cathedrals were merged into one? It oppressed people… ?’

“Reason and truth do not fade even with authority and fear. Not only Niagmin, but also many wizards from ancient times have been looking for things that do not change, and have tried to pass on the legacy of knowledge to future generations.”

The 2nd Circle Magical Intermediate Fairy Lights approach is based on the Niagmin 3rd Light Source Control Proof.

If you make a sphere with a light source control proof ceremony, and arrange an ‘ignition ceremony’ that keeps the temperature low while igniting mana inside in a spiral form, an intermediate fairy light is cast.

The complex and elaborate shape unfolded vividly in front of Karin’s eyes.

As a saint, she was able to recognize all the magic languages that Professor Ian showed through the light, but the circle in front of her eyes was very different from when she read the Bible.

“In the age of Nyagmin, only one-circle magic existed. However, the combination of magic formulas – the era of high-ranking magic was opened by the archmage Shilot who proved the ignition ceremony. It has been 100 years since Niagmin’s death.”

Blood splattered even in the spiral magic ceremony that felt like an artist’s sculpture, as he must have put his heart and soul into each word.

“Sylot was assassinated without being recognized for his proof.”

Karin looked at Professor Ian with fearful eyes.

‘Could that be the church?’

But Ian looked at her and shook his head.

“It was the wizards who killed her, not the church.”

Karin’s eyes widened.

“At that time, Niagmin’s martyrdom for the truth was one of the beliefs of all magicians.”

All of Niagmin’s research achievements were accepted as immutable truths and correct answers, and his ‘Completeness Hypothesis’ also became the magician’s truth that did not require any doubt or review.

“I looked at the history of magic curriculum, but this school doesn’t teach the Nyagmin hypothesis of completeness. To put it simply, it is the claim that all magic can be contained in one magic circle. In other words, the combination of magic circles is impossible and unnecessary.”

The development of ignition formulas that amplified the firepower of magic, and the combination of magic formulas, was a direct denial of Nyagmin’s teachings.

Nyagmin’s disciples, who wanted to preserve his authority, assassinated her before Shilot’s discovery spread to the world.

“But, in the end, you guys are using high-level magic by combining magic formulas. No matter how hard they try to cover up the truth revealed by the magicians, it will eventually shine.”

Mages’ quest for truth was not merely due to intellectual vanity.

The tower of truth they built 500 years ago is deeply imbued with the spirit of resistance and the bloodstains of sacrifice. Even surrounded by bookshelves, they were on a battlefield.

The so-called genius wizards who proved themselves by questioning and exploring knowledge that was accepted as true did not learn only magic formulas from previous wizards.

Looking at the path of struggle they walked, which was not broken even by the oppression of the times and politics, geniuses inherited the will of their teachers and challenged new research and theory proof.

“For wizards, the accumulation of knowledge and research achievements from their ancestors should be accompanied by learning the attitudes of those who were great before them. It’s also to remember that someone was prepared to die in order to create a magic formula that you guys just find boring.”

The magic formulas that are considered the most basic for current students looked down on them. As if there had never been an era where magic was so rich, what do you guys do?

It was a scary class for Karin, who had been praying in the cathedral all her life.

‘Have I ever been prepared to die against something? Just like the priests do. Could it be that I have fallen into the illusion that I am living a hard life? Did I ever think twice about the things that were considered correct… ?’

“You live in an age where magic is the means. If this is also the oppression of the times, it must be oppression. The reason schools focus only on memorizing magic formulas and quickly casting magic is because that’s how you can use them most effectively!”

Currently, magic is treated as a kind of tool, not valuable in itself.

“What about you guys who use magic? In your magic ceremony, only the process and conclusion remain. Aren’t you insisting on the obvious approach that has already given the same answer countless times, without a single line of thought you invented yourself!”

A corner of Carol’s chest throbbed when Ian’s eyes met.

“Again, magic is self-expression. Whether magic or free magic, walk the path that best expresses yourself. Find a class that will help you get closer to your goals, and try to be what you most want to be when you graduate from here and become an adult.”

School is a place where students help themselves grow into what they want most. And, if it’s a master, for that… .

“You have to be able to think about it together, considering even the smallest possibility.”

The magic ceremonies on the ceiling, which were floating high enough to be difficult to reach, were all shattered by the sound of his applause. The achievements of the previous wizards, which floated like bone powder, were scattered like the Milky Way in a single wind.

“Now, the era has arrived where no one shuts down the wizards. With no opponent to resist, the magic world is falling into mannerism. If you want to follow the bloody road of your ancestors, come to me.”

Professor Ian spread his arms as if he liked it at any time.

“It may not be me. If you want to call yourself a scholar, if you want to introduce yourself as a member contributing to the quest for truth, challenge the professor! Doubt their teachings, re-chew them and stare at them. You will learn new things by losing, and you will prove yourself by winning.”

Frightened eyes, eyes shining with interest. Even the face that looked like a madman, Ian never avoided it. He said as if he was going to take a chance.

“So, from the next class, do your best to extract and absorb knowledge from me. This class will gradually develop into a battle of defense. I am ready to fall for you at any time. Fight me with all your might!”

As he finished speaking, he showed the spinning magic formula again.

Intermediate fairy lights. A circle construction with excellent mana efficiency that is incomparable to the previous magic formulas that were accepted as truth for over 400 years.

“Confidently write your thoughts on the magic formula, and use it as a weapon to fight against me. Challenge the things you take for granted and achieve them like Pav Gaur.”

After Ian gave a brief glance at the guards slowly approaching from the back of the classroom… . I finished class in a hurry.

“… Today’s class ends here. There are no assignments.”

* * *

It was a very stimulating class for Yuri, who only learned magic from her master.

As if a storm swept through in three seconds, Yuri thought with a blank face.

‘Are all the professors at this school like this?’

However, seeing that the 3rd grade male senior sitting in the front was also in shock, it seemed that was not the case.

He’s a scary person too! but… . I don’t know if I’m a bad person. Actually, I came because I wanted to confirm the truth of the rumor that he was a devil worshiper… .

I understand why such rumors spread, but even if the class was a little extreme, the content was meaningful and easy to understand, comparable to Master’s.

Also, the rumor that he was teaching free magic seemed to be true. If it was at the level of being able to express oneself in such a delicate way, it was definitely worth teaching someone.

‘Senior Mina… . You’ll never win, right?’

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Just imagining the swarms of butterflies filling the sky made me dizzy.

‘Can I become that strong if I learn from him? What did he do?’

“Okay… .”

My mind was complicated by this and that thought, but Karin suddenly poked her from the side.

“… why?”

Looking at it now, Karin’s eyes were uneasy. She wrote something in a notebook with trembling hands.

‘Let’s go after that professor… !’

Yuri tilted her head and looked at Professor Ian, who was leaving the classroom. Behind him were two guards.

“… Shall we follow?”

Karin nodded with a face almost crying. Yuri made a quick decision.

Ask what’s going on later, let’s move first.

“then… . Shall we follow slowly?”

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