Chapter 277: Worth Studying

Carmel proposed a solution for a high-power long-range weapon. In Gawain's view, this solution may not completely solve the problem of "artillery", but at least to a certain extent, it can fill the current largest Cecil's army. short board.

The Cecil combat soldier already has a very powerful personal armament, and is in an absolute dominant position on the traditional battlefield of this era, which relies on the life and death of soldiers. In terms of manpower, heavy weapons that can affect the balance of the battlefield as a whole, then a modern army is far from being formed.

In the face of monsters in the magic tide, the power of the "human sea" is unreliable after all, and only more powerful artillery fire can bring hope of survival to human beings.

But even if Carmel's plan was feasible, Gawain did not give up the idea of ​​making a live-fire weapon - there are too many magical materials with strange properties in this world, and there are too many unpredictable threats in the wasteland of Gondor. It is difficult for a single type of weapon to deal with the ever-changing battlefield. For Gawain, who is cautious by nature, kinetic energy weapons are more reassuring.

After summarizing the various problems that occurred in this defensive battle, and finalizing the details of the adjustment, training, and publicity and guidance of the troops after the battle, Gawain exhaled and turned to Hetty: "How is Rebecca? "

"It's not a big deal, it's just that she will fall asleep for a long time if she is too mentally drained." Heidi's face was a little weird, and she couldn't tell whether she wanted to cry or laugh, "she rarely had a time when she was too mentally drained since she was a child. , that child's mental power and magic power reserve are far from ordinary, and she has never seen her tired after throwing hundreds of fireballs a day, this time she is too rambunctious."

In this world, mental power and magic power reserve are two important indicators to measure a person's spell talent, and their functions are also different-in the simplest and most straightforward explanation, mental power is the ability to control magic and sense magic. It determines a person's spellcasting skills and the stability of continuous spellcasting, while the magic power reserve is the power consumed when casting spells, and determines the total energy consumption of spells that a person can cast within a certain period of time. Generally speaking, these two indicators are synchronized - it is rare that a person's psychic power is far from the magic reserve, or the magic reserve is far from the psychic power.

Of course, there are not exceptions, just like the second-level arcanist Santis who is working as a teacher in the territory, he is an example of the magic reserve far lower than the spiritual power.

Although Rebecca is a strange girl,

However, her "education" in these two indicators is quite normal, even a lot stronger than the average mage. She is only born with fewer "magic positions", which leads to spellcasting defects, which is equivalent to the lack of roots in the mage world.

So when Rebecca recklessly used the magic net as her magic power reserve, she encountered a situation where her mental power was overwhelmed, and she was seriously overwhelmed - but this can't be blamed on her, after all, magic net is this thing The child itself is a brand new thing, how can an ordinary mage have such an opportunity to control the huge energy? Generally speaking, if a mage can hold a magic crystal and release a few limited spells, it is considered a local tyrant, and the city-level magic net on the territory can burst without knowing how many magic crystals...

Fortunately, the head of the stupid roe deer is really hard, and human beings have a self-protection mechanism that "can't bear it or faint", otherwise it will be a big deal...

"This time, she was a bit of a fool, but she never did," Gawain said somewhat indifferently, "and this time, thanks to her nonsense, she gave us an idea of ​​​​making a new type of weapon."

"Speaking of Miss Rebecca, there's one thing I've always been curious about," Camille said suddenly. "She only has one fireball, right?"

Heidi nodded: "Yes, she knows this one, and can't learn the other."

"But her fireball technique has various forms and...levels," Camille's tone was confused and thoughtful, "I've seen her create ordinary small fireballs, big fireballs, and pyrotechnics. The same fireball, this time the fireball is bigger than the city gate, I have seen her create two fireballs the size of a bird's egg and rub them in her hands... Has anyone taught her about these?"

"She's still playing with fireballs like walnuts?!" Gawain was taken aback, and then he coughed twice, "Cough, no one taught her—and with so many crazy fireball skills, what normal mage would know? Going to research? It's all her own thinking."

After all, the silly roe deer can't do anything other than rub the fireball, so what is it that doesn't matter?

Carmel looked more curious than before: "Is this also the ability she has since she was a child?"

After being affirmed by Gawain and Hetty, the ancient magus finally expressed his doubts: "Do you think there may be so many variants of fireball?"

"...Actually, I was curious about this question a long time ago," Heidi said after a moment of silence, "I also took her to a well-known great magician in the southern region for advice, but the master also said I don't know what went wrong with Rebecca's magical talent. She can only rub fireballs, but she can rub fireballs with all kinds of incredible skills..."

Gawain glanced at Heidi silently, thinking that under his leadership, everyone in the territory began to acquiesce that the fireball was created by "rubbing" - it was clear that not long ago, everyone was talking about the fireball technique. "released"...

"I felt the original and pure magic fluctuations in Miss Rebecca's fireball. I doubt that the magic that looks like fireball is actually just a high-temperature effect that she forcibly created with her huge magic power-just because The sphere is the easiest magical structure to stabilize itself, so this high-temperature energy group takes on the state of a fireball..."

Heidi's tone became slightly eager: "Master Carmel, do you understand what's wrong with Rebecca's magical talent?"

Although she often knocks on Rebecca's head on weekdays, it is clear that she still cares very much about her niece that she has raised since she was a child.

"No, I can't see the root cause of Rebecca's strange spellcasting talent, but I suspect...she doesn't even know fireball," Camille said slowly, "but I don't think it's anything. 'Spellcasting defect'. If her fireball is a more essential magic release, then it means that she has broken through the limitations of traditional mages on 'spell level' and 'skills'. For her, fireball is not a one-of-a-kind. Level 2 magic is not level 2 or level 3—if we can understand how her magic works, perhaps our research on the nature of magic can go even further."

Gawain finally understood the reason why Carmel was so obsessed with this issue-just because of the series of "whys" he threw to the other party after the successful development of the Magic Obelisk last time, which aroused the ancient magician's understanding of the nature of magic. His research enthusiasm has grown to the point where he wants to study any abnormal magical phenomenon he sees.

But then again... Rebecca's strange fireball talent... is indeed worth studying.

"Let's wait until Miss Rebecca recovers," Carmel quickly calmed down from her researcher status, "and there are too many unknown things, I have to re-plan my work. ."

After the meeting, Gao Wen and others continued to leave the government affairs hall, and soon the conference room was deserted.

Carmel stayed last, floating from his seat, but before leaving, he heard a slight noise from under the table, followed by a long tail that first came up from the edge of the table, back and forth. After swiping twice, Tyr rubbed his eyes and climbed up.

"Haha..." Miss Kraken seemed to have slept again in the second half of the meeting. At this time, she still couldn't figure out the situation. "Are they all gone?"

Then she stretched her upper body hard, her tail almost bounced to the wall in one breath, and after a slack, she shook her head with satisfaction: "Go back to sleep, sleep..."

Carmel looked at the siren and didn't seem to notice himself at all, so he couldn't help breaking the silence: "Miss Tyre, please wait a moment."

"Ah? Is there another one that hasn't left?" Tyre was stunned for a moment, then looked back slowly, "Oh, it will light up—you fell asleep too?"

"I'll stay at the end," Carmel is not a person who is good at joking, and answered with a straight face, "Miss Till, I want to talk to you."

"What are you talking about?" Tyr raised his eyelids lazily, "If you want to study the magic or technology of our sirens, then forget it, we are completely different from you non-elemental creatures in terms of magic and technology, and the gap is more than that of humans and The magic system of the elves is still large."

"No, it's about those... aberrations."

Tyr just wanted to go back to sleep quickly: "Aberration? Then you go to Gawain, he is a professional, he died in this field in his last life."

"It's about what you said on the city wall today," the arcane sparks in Carmel's eyes flickered, "you mentioned that the aberration is a 'failure' that has not been fully mutated in the magic tide, They were not born from the magic tide, but were transformed by the magic tide... Is that so?"

"I didn't say that for sure, but it probably means the same thing," Tyre stopped yawning, and under the support of the snake's tail, her upper body was slightly raised, almost looking down at the floating Carmel, "No wonder I felt at the time. The energy reaction on your body is very violent... You said you were frightened by a spell from Rebecca, but an ancient magus like you is not so easily frightened by a spell."

Carmel didn't speak, and he was acquiescing to Tyr's statement.

"I've heard Gawain tell the story of disobeying the fortress, and your plan back then. I'm very touched... So I can probably guess what answers you hope to get from me," Tyre lowered his body slowly, then Suddenly stretched his hand to his abdomen - Carmel stared at this scene in horror, he saw that the siren actually put his hand directly into his body, her torso, arms and part of the clothing became in the process. The water-like texture, Tyr groped in her stomach for a moment, and then took out a skeletal fragment with an ominous dark red color from her body, she handed it to Kamel, "The answer is still you. Find it for yourself - this skeletal fragment I found on the city walls, from an aberration, whose chaotic magic has been purified by me, you can study it safely, but you have to hurry, it is always It's self-disintegrating all the time."

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