Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 28 How to conduct academic exchanges secretly

"The text is not encrypted?" Facing the straightforward letters of Common Language, Rorschach was stunned.

He "frozen" the entire leather armor and began to seize the time to copy the contents.

Soon he understood why there was no encryption: in addition to handwritten and messy text, there were also hand-drawn diagrams, large series of calculations, and even scribbles were retained.

More like some magic or technology rubbed someone's manuscript...

The confusion of typesetting and pictures made it more difficult for Rorschach to copy, and he could only excerpt part of the transcription while interpreting it.

"Casting...Rhythm...Frequency"

The author of the manuscript believes that every spell is like a song. He likens the spell-casting gestures to the fluctuating "strings" that vibrate the external magic in the environment, play the melody, and make the magic effective...

There are many such arguments in previous works, but Rorschach did not waste any paper space after reading them. He continued reading:
  Each magic has a specific melody, and the complete melody must be played to get the correct spellcasting effect.

Some magic has several syllables, while some magic has only one "note", and a skilled mage can play music...

Spells have casting steps, as well as basic spells, which are reflected as "entries" on the panel. It was a bit interesting. Rorschach stepped up and looked down.

Each "note" corresponds to the vibration of magic power, the amplitude determines the amount of energy, and the frequency is the one-to-one characteristic of the "note".

In other words, each casting step will cause fluctuations in magic power at a specific frequency? Rorschach guessed that the author might be a mage with a noble background and a good music education.

and many more…

Rorschach opened his eyes wide and read the following text several times:

"If we design a machine or magic, can we decipher the casting movements of all spells? Unfortunately, I haven't figured out how to accurately measure the frequency of fluctuations..."

Just when Rorschach thought that was the end, the author changed the topic:
  "Yes, I have invented a sophisticated instrument to detect the occurrence of magic fluctuations. In fact, a novice mage can detect it.

But the instrument found the time gap between the magic vibration and the casting effect! Although it is too small to be felt by our physical body! "

The following content is the author's self-narcissism and boasting, with "the specific method is limited by space and will not be repeated here..."

Are you Fermat? Rorschach noticed that there was a small text next to it, and he tried to identify it:

"What if the fluctuations of magic power can be strengthened and offset like other waves? Can we cancel the fluctuations of the caster's spell before it takes effect and interrupt the spell casting?
  It’s okay. Restricted spells and divine spells can also do it. Although I haven’t mastered it and don’t know the principle yet… But I have a more genius idea…”

Since each casting step causes a wave of a specific frequency, is it possible to offset it with a wave of a specific frequency?

No, no, no, since we don’t know the specific frequency, we can simply change the frequency quickly and send out cancellation waves in all channels. As long as the frequency change time is shorter than the time for the magic to take effect and the output power is large enough, there will be no spellcasting effect, but...

Suppress and ban all magic.

Rorschach closed his eyes and thought of the rainy night in Andorilla.

The smell of burning grease is still in my memory. What calmed the violent wind caused by the chaotic Mother Earth?

It was unknown whether he was the author of the manuscript, but Rorschach now understood that someone had succeeded. Not only can it ban magic, but it can also ban the power of gods.

Subsequent texts record that the author obtained the frequency ranges of several small spells through experiments, but as he said, there are no precise results.

After Rorschach transcribed it, the temperature rose and the leather armor returned to its original state. He cast [Ice Touch] again, only to find that the relevant content ended here. The drawing next to it recorded a "genius machine" that was "activated by the light spell and used the most perfect force behind a complicated mechanism to break the egg." The technology that can sense magic light is indeed powerful, but why is the goal to break eggs?

Rorschach found that he could not fully understand this genius author. The content of the manuscript was piece by piece, and the genius' inspiration popped up one by one like bubbles.

"This guy is really casual." Luo Xia sighed while transcribing. He used Chinese characters, and the most important content not only used Chinese characters, but also used formulaic expressions from previous lives.

The compiled text is more logical, and comes with Rorschach's own understanding of the spell-casting steps and basic spells: "Although I don't keep a diary, it should be helpful if a fellow traveler gets my transcript in the future. Hmm. Preferably one majoring in science and engineering." After he was admitted, he was accepted into the Najie.

"Master Rorschach, dinner is ready, do you want me to ask someone to bring it to you?" There was a knock on the door. It was Singer calling Rorschach to go to dinner. He was still burping from wine.

After reading the "documentation", Rorschach wanted to relax his brain. He put on his leather armor and went out: "No, I'm here."

Oops - the door to the room was closed.

There was a tall wardrobe in the corner of the room. Rorschach did not notice that there was a small gap between the top of the wardrobe and the ceiling. Another man in black crawled out from the gap. No, it should be a man in gray now, covered in dust. He looked at the table carefully, then jumped out of the window softly and quickly.

"How's it going?" Outside the hotel wall, the sound of wind covered the conversation between the two.

"There is indeed something on the leather armor." The man in gray dusted himself.

"How did the newcomer crack it?"

"How do I know about magic?"

"What about the content? Have you seen it?"

"Brother Luo Xia read it for a long time and even copied it."

"and then?"

"I know all the words on the leather armor, but I can't understand them. I can't even read the words that my brother copied!"

Another person was a little worried: "Are you illiterate? How come you don't know anything about it?"

"What notes and songs are written on it? Maybe it's the nobles talking about music."

"How can you get to the Holy Kingdom secretly? You're an illiterate person, can you make the boss believe it?"

If Rorschach would have nodded after hearing this, it would be too dark to conduct academic exchanges these days secretly!
  ……

For ordinary people on this continent, dinner is a dispensable meal, while monks can only drink water after sunset.

Only mages, nobles and businessmen who have social activities or business matters at night will guarantee a fixed dinner. In order to welcome caravans arriving at any time, the hotel will prepare all three meals, but of course don't expect the quality to be too good.

Is this a carb meeting? A small piece of sliced ​​brown bread, a bowl of wheat porridge without milk boiled to a grayish-yellow paste, and
  Bang, the boss brought a new pot of paste, and the sound of contact with the table showed that it was not light. Stirring the red paste showed that the raw material had not been completely deformed, a kind of flat bean.

"The specialty of the small shop, the farm flavor here." The boss has rosacea and the color is the same as the special dishes. He gave everyone a bowl without refusal.

Rorschach and the others carefully took a small spoonful and tasted it. It was sour and astringent, followed by the smell of beans.

"Salt bran muzi! Oh, I haven't eaten it for a long time!" Only Singarev was in a state of composure and praised the "delicious food" loudly. The boss was so happy that he gave him a glass of beer brewed in the monastery.

(End of this chapter)