Chapter 569: Malicious Purpose (3 in 1)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In Allyn, the City in the Sky…
The Atom Institution paid so well that Blake was able to rent a villa with a garden in the suburbs after only one year. However, his habits did not change because he had come to Allyn, and he could not go to sleep without listening to ‘Arcana Voice’ and ‘News of the World’.
“…This concludes the Congress’ expansion in the four countries of the strait and the north coastline…”
The brisk voice of Lark spread into Blake’s ears, making him, who was leaning against the sofa lazily, feel peaceful and delighted from the bottom of his heart. He was integrated into the tranquil night around his house.
Zi, zi, zi. Electric noises echoed from the magic radio. Blake looked at it in confusion. What happened? ‘News of the World’ should still have half a program left. Was it because of the disorder of electromagnetic signals again?
Rising from the sofa, Blake walked towards the magic radio. He was about to adjust it with his right hand, when an old voice suddenly came out from the radio:
“Mr. President, it’s true that new theories or achievements that can break my bottleneck will arise soon, but they are also very likely to break my head, especially if they are from Lucien Evans, the Headcrusher.”
Blake was stunned all of a sudden. Mr. President? Did he mean Mr. Douglas? Had ‘News of the World’ invited him, too? That would be too exciting.
The arcanists who grew up in the Congress had been taught with the president’s deeds of establishing the Congress despite all the dangerous through arduous work since childhood. His gravity theory and motion system were also the classics that all the sorcerers worshiped and learnt. After hundreds of years, it was still the two pillars that supported the arcana system. ‘Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy’ was praised to be the most important masterpiece in the history of arcana and magic, and a symbol of civilization that separates darkness and ignorance from the real discovery of the world mysteries.
Therefore, for most arcanists, the president was the mental pillar of the Congress, a mountain that could not be circumvented in the field of magic, and a man who supported the sky of the arcana system. He had been admired by everyone, old and young.
“The advancement he brought forth hasn’t been fully revealed. Perhaps, you will see the value of his new theories in three, five or ten years.”
Yes. It was exactly the president! Both the voice and the tone suggested so!
Blake suddenly grew excited. He had the privilege of listening to Mr. President’s speech indirectly through ‘Allyn’s Past Week’ in ‘News of the World’, which left him with a deep impression. His easiness, generosity and his unreserved compliments for the new talents were absolutely authentic!
“This is fantastic. They have finally invited Mr. President to ‘News of the World’! The only problem is, why is the interviewer an old man with such an unpleasant voice, instead of everybody’s old friend, Ms. Lark or Ms. Nightingale? Their voices alone are an entertainment.”
Some hilarious thoughts occurred to Blake, but he guessed that the man was Mr. President’s old friend, that was why he could invite the president. The two channels had been established for several years, but none of the Highest Council were willing to participate in the talk shows.
“Like ‘On the Electrodynamics of Moving Bodies and Mass-energy Equation’?”
“Yes.”
Douglas’ obviously gloomy voice came into Blake’s ears, making the smile on his face disappear.
While he very much admired his boss and the manager of the Atom Institution – Mr. Lucien Evans, it was still only limited in the fields of new alchemy and elements. He had been Mr. President’s follower when it came to the gravity theory and the motion system. Therefore, he was partly excited when witnessing Mr. Evans disrupt Douglas’ motion system, and partly lost because the mental pillar that supported his arcana ideas suddenly collapsed. The arcana world that was clear and visionary became chaotic and obscure.
Also, the disruption of the relativistic space and time over the absolute time and space, and the mind-boggling descriptions, overwhelmed him, who began to question the whole arcana system.
If Mr. President’s motion system, one of the greatest classics, was wrong, what else couldn’t be?
Thankfully, there was still the awe-inspiring gravity theory!
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In the broadcast room of ‘News of the World’…
‘Lark’, Samantha, had been reciting her script attentively, prepared to comment on the matter freely a while later, when the door of the broadcast room was suddenly opened.
“Something happened!” The arcanist who walked in spoke palely.
Samantha was both the anchor and the manager whom Lucien entrusted the affairs of ‘News of the World’ to. She hinted that something had happened with her eyes and asked the arcanist responsible for the broadcast to play advertisements.
The arcanist who just entered carried a magic radio with him. He said both in confusion and panic, “Ms. Samantha, your broadcast has been cut off, replaced by a conversation between Mr. President and another sorcerer.”
“What?” Samantha knew very well that Mr. President had never been invited to the show.
She was taken aback by the unprecedented situation for a while.
The new arcanist turned on the radio, allowing everybody in the broadcast room to hear an old voice:
“… suspicious about myself and the arcana system in the past hundreds of years. Mr. Douglas, I’ve been following you since the end of the War of Dawn. We established the Congress under the suppression of the Church. Your gravity theory and your motion system were the lighthouses that guided me. But right now, one of the two lighthouses has been announced ‘wrong’. I really don’t know what to believe now. I’m like a boat in a storm, with nothing but darkness before my eyes.”
His confusion and loss stunned all the arcanists in the broadcast room. That seemed to be the best narration of the questions they had themselves in the past several months. Those who had never experienced mental meltdowns couldn’t have understood the helplessness and hopelessness in the words.
Samantha, of the school of astrology and force field, held her breath and waited for Mr. President’s answer. He had never offered any comment on the issue before.
“”It’s not wrong but a low-speed approximation of the relativistic system.”
Douglas’ voice echoed, just as everybody expected.
Different from the low-level arcanists like Blake, most of the arcanists in the room had the privilege to meet Mr. President when ‘News of the World’ was praised by him, and they could clearly tell that it was exactly Mr. President’s voice and tone. Samantha, who had visited the Land of Truth with her teacher together, was most certain of it.
But Mr. President’s answer was too plain and unconvincing, wasn’t it? It was just Lucien Evans’ quote.
“”Mr. President, low-speed approximation means that you neglected too many things in your motion system, and there were too many errors. Also, don’t you think that ‘time is space, and space is time’, ‘time depends on matter and is speed’s function’ completely overthrows our understanding?”
Yes! That’s the feeling! The arcanists agreed with him in silence. Give us a model or explanation that we can understand, Mr. President!
“It is indeed different from our intuition. When I saw it, I also felt that my past thousand years were denied.” Douglas admitted rather honestly.” Douglas’ old and gloomy voice came out.
Boom!
Most of the people in the broadcast room felt a thunder bursting out in their heart. His life over the past thousand years was denied… Completely denied…
Even Mr. President’s life was completely denied. What about theirs?
Samantha was brooding in a trance first, before she suddenly realized what was going on. “This can’t be Mr. President’s reply! This is the enemy’s scheme!”
“Brian, you go and find Lucien. I’ll ask Ms. Hellen to activate the powerful interference devices to block the electromagnetic signals from Allyn!”
It was an emergency plan that Lucien came up with before. Having been teleported from Earth, he couldn’t have neglected the possibility that the enemy could counter-brainwash the sorcerers with radios and electromagnetic signals. So, he made quite a few emergency plans.
Although only Allyn could be blocked for now, Samantha had no time to bother the branches and the local organizations!
“The truth of this world is beyond our imagination. Too many questions can’t be answered, and more and more things point at the same thing. What’s the nature of gravity? How did it appear at the beginning? If your astronomical motion system works, what’s the initial force that made the planet spin?”
Samantha’s hand, which was about to touch her communication earring, was frozen. It was the question that puzzled every sorcerer of the school of astrology.
What was the nature of gravity? How would Mr. President reply?
Inertia let her connect to Hellen’s secret frequency while she waited for answers. She said with a voice as predictable as wind, “Ms. Hellen, the enemy’s signals have hijacked ‘News of the World’…”
Hellen, who was defending Allyn on the thirty-third floor, was a woman who looked like an elf of snow. Her lips were blue, but she was surrounded in a weird charm.
Hearing Samantha’s words, she was not in a hurry to activate the powerful interference device in Allyn. Instead, she turned on the radio on her desk, trying to figure out who had infiltrated them in what way, so that they could be better prepared in the future.
“That’s exactly what I’m confused about. Where does gravity come from? How does it spread? How was it created at the beginning? The more I know, the more lost and scared I am.”
Perhaps I’ve been wrong all this time.”
As she listened, shock and a collapse of faith appeared on Hellen’s delicate and cold face beyond her control.
Other people might have suspected that the voice was fabricated via magic or divine powers, but as a grand arcanist, she knew very well that after one became a legendary sorcerer, their cognitive world would gradually melt with their soul, and their words would carry their cognitive world’s influence and feedback to the real world. Even when they did not perform any magic, their voice still had a unique air, unless they disguised it on purpose.
Unless they knew the constituents of a legendary sorcerer’s cognitive world, it was barely possible to duplicate and fabricate the unique feeling. Every person capable of that was the best in the fields of illusion and transformation, like the Eye of Curse, the King of Nightmare and the Master of Transformation, but why would they do such a thing when the Congress had just secured a glorious victory?
Also, two of the six grand arcanists were more or less Douglas’ students: the ‘more’ one was Brook, the Emperor of Control, and the ‘less’ one was Hellen Paris, the Witch of Iceland.
‘Cabin of Palmeira’ was a magic group that had controlled the northland since ancient Magic Empire. In its heyday, it had three legendary sorcerers. After it was melted into the Congress, it had developed very sluggishly because they were unused to the arcana principles. Since Hellen was exceptionally talented and had unusual understanding in arcana studies, her teacher thought that she was too good for him to teach and asked Douglas to help with the teaching.
For Hellen, Douglas was like a father who supported the sky of the Congress of Magic and illuminated the path of arcana studies, but now, he was saying ‘Perhaps I’ve been wrong all the time’. How could she not feel that her whole world and her whole life was collapsing? She was so shocked that she even forgot to implement the interferences.
“Perhaps, the voice was fabricated by a demigod…” Hellen tried to explain it.
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Perhaps I’ve been wrong all the time.”
Felipe was also listening to ‘News of the World’ in his own magic tower inside Heidler city.
At first, he also thought that President Douglas was a special guest, but he soon realized that something was wrong. However, the content of their conversation was so corruptively charming that he listened on uncontrollably.
When the founder of the arcane system, the explorer of arcana frontiers and the leader of arcanists spoke somewhat in pain that he might have been wrong all the time, even Felipe, who had always been egoistical, felt unbelievably surprised and lost, too, the brilliance in his eyes dispersing.
“Are you going to tell us that you were wrong in the beginning, when we have made it this far after all the hard work?”
Holding the red cup of wine, Felipe looked out the window. The whole Heidler city was enshrouded in the darkness of night. Lights were flickering like stars, like the unsettled mind of all the sorcerers who had heard the conversation.
Even though he was a necromancer, they still had more or less studied gravity, which seemed to contain the deepest mysteries of the world, and they still respected Douglas, who founded the Congress and the arcana system, from the bottom of their heart. His invention of calculus and his studies on geometric models made the advancement of the sorcerers of all schools much easier and less dependent on drugs and materials.
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In the headquarters of the Will of Elements, Raventi, who was to safeguard the place tonight, looked gloomy, his face tightened, as he listened to ‘News of the World’. It never occurred to him that Mr. President would say such things!
He was in a good relationship with the Tower, and he had profound studies on gravity, too. He understood that the questions like Where’s gravity from? How does it spread? How was it born at the beginning?’ were the ultimate enigma in gravity studies that could not be avoided. He had similar confusion himself.
However, how can you lose confidence and say that you have always been wrong, Mr. President?
It doesn’t matter if there are problems. We can solve them one at a time!
How is it possible to figure out all the mysteries at the very beginning?
Everybody has witnessed the development of the gravity system over the past years. The success of the artificial planets further convinced everyone of its validity. Was it not progress but retrograde?
We cannot be impatient about the problems that involve the origins. We have to walk on the solid foundation that is our current research achievements!
Mr. President, you must not lose your confidence!
If you lose your confidence, too many arcanists and even legendary sorcerers will be confused, lost and even desperate.
“”Perhaps, we should look for a philosophical explanation. Perhaps, there was indeed a First Cause and a source that created everything. In that case, the system of celestial body motion can be perfected and constructed.”
“Sometimes, I can’t help but think that way. There’s probably really a supreme being and a First Cause, or the whole arcana system cannot be explained from the origin. It’s like a house without the foundation, which will collapse under the gentlest breeze.”
The supreme being, the First Cause, and the arcana system which cannot be established without those concepts… You are not seriously trying to tell us that, Mr. President, are you?
We have been fighting the Church and the believers of the God of Truth for our entire life, only to discover that all our pride and faith depends on the God of Truth after all?
Raventi rose from his chair abruptly, his right hand trembling violently. Finding it impossible to believe that President Douglas said that, he began to identify its veracity with prophecy.
It was true…
Even Raventi, an archmage who had pursued truth and despised hypocrisy for his entire life, looked old and weak. He couldn’t believe, nor could he accept, that Mr. President would believe that a supreme being had been dominating everything, in which case the arcana system and the Congress of Magic he established would be a joke, and so would be Raventi himself, who was attached to them.
“Annonis, are you listening to News of the World? Hurry and check if Mr. President’s words are true with astrology.” Raventi remembered that he was not good at prophecies, so he hurried to contact his best friend.
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When Samantha was petrified by Douglas’ questions about the gravity theory, an arcanist of the school of electromagnetism in the broadcast room hurried to inform Lucien, who was the person with the highest clearances that he could reach out to.
After ending the conversation with Natasha and sending his regards to Grand Duke of Orvarit, Lucien stayed in his office in the Atom Institution and continued the studies on his own magic structure and arcana studies. He felt the passion to work for his family now that they had exchanged their rings and settled their relationship.
Suddenly, Lucien’s monocle became hot.
“Mr. Evans, hurry, listen to ‘News of the World’…” A strange male voice echoed in panic, but he could not explain what was going on in his anxiety.
Lucien asked quickly but got no effective answer. He could only turn on the magic radio and set it to the channel of ‘News of the World’.
“That is to say, your gravity system and your motion system will collapse without the First Cause, right?”
“Yes.”
The First Cause? Isn’t it a concept that those theologists invented? Why is Mr. President discussing it with somebody else?
“Then, what’s the origin of this world? Who am I? Where are we from? Where are we going to? Can you find the answers from arcana studies?”
“Not for now. They are still in the category of philosophy.”
Lucien realized that something was wrong as he listened on. He hurried to disconnect the communication and contacted Grand Arcanist Hellen, who was the supervisor tonight.
Beep, beep, beep. The line was busy. He could not reach out to her.
“No, they are in the category of theology. As long as you admit that there is a supreme being and a First Cause, all the questions can be answered.”
Hearing that, Lucien felt more and more terrible. There was no time to contact Ms. Hellen. If anything went wrong, his teacher was always there!
“Hello!” Fernando was not in the best mood after his research was interrupted.
“Master, News of the World has been infiltrated. Somebody from the Church may be alluring Mr. President! I can’t reach out to Ms. Hellen!” Lucien spoke fast.
“News of the World?” As an impetuous man, Fernando had returned to the Allyn magic tower from his demiplane and left for Hellen’s library, fearing that something might happen to her.
As for Douglas, Fernando trusted him as his old friend. It would’ve been reasonable if his cognitive world collapsed because of the new arcana theories, but they were saying that he would worship the God of Truth and join the Church?
Did the Saint Truth, which had just been hit by one ‘Eternal Blaze’, really deserve his faith?
After he pushed the door of Hellen’s library, he saw her mumbling to herself behind the desk. “What’s gravity? What’s the nature of gravity…” Fernando felt that his heart was heavy. What exactly had Douglas said that made Hellen so confused?
He believed that Hellen would never mistake somebody else’s voice for Douglas’.
“Francois recognized arcana’s fundamental problem, so he returned to the arms of the Lord. Douglas, don’t deny it. You are already starting to believe in the First Cause and the supreme being.”
The storm that surrounded Fernando came to an abrupt halt. He looked at the magic radio, as if he were looking for Douglas’ reply, too.
“Yes, I can’t deny that I’m more or less convinced by the First Cause and the supreme being.”
Douglas’ emotionless voice echoed in the library.
Hellen shut her eyes abruptly, and a drop of tear as clear as ice flowed out. The gravest sorrow was spreading out.
Fernando was stunned and then heaved a deep sigh.
“This is a recording of His Holiness’ conversation in Douglas’ demiplane. The greatest sorcerer also believes in the supreme being.”
A peaceful, smiling voice spread out, pacifying everyone.
“If you wonder whether or not it was fake, sorcerers, you are free to check it with your prophecy and astrology.”
Zi, zi, zi. The electric noises appeared again, and the regular advertisement was restored.
“Jinkela, Jinkela, the best formula! Make your harvest spectacular!”
The room was filled by the hilarious voice, but the atmosphere was more than depressing. Hellen croaked, “I didn’t expect that Mr. President, who had been fighting the Church for his entire life, would believe in gods and question his own arcana theories…”
“No, that was not Douglas’ style! I absolutely don’t believe that someone so close to the truth of the world would believe in the crap like the God of Truth!” Fernando roared, “Hellen, you go find Douglas in his demiplane and see what happened! I’ll find Bergner and ask him to test the veracity of the conversation. The pope is a demigod. He might have methods that we cannot fathom!”
Fernando’s stormy roars woke Hellen up. Yes, suspecting Mr. President blindly without confirming the conversation was not in the spirit of arcana!
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“Yes, I can’t deny that I’m more or less convinced by the First Cause and the supreme being.”
Clang. A transparent statue on Raventi’s desk was swept to the ground by him unconsciously, breaking into countless pieces.
Seeing the many pieces, Raventi felt that he saw the collapse of one of the pillars that supported the arcana system. An irrecoverable hole had been torn in the sky of arcana.
The magnificent, exhilarating palace of arcana seemed to have been burnt to ashes. The whole world became dark.
“No, how could Mr. President think in such a way? Why would he introduce a supreme being…”
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In Heidler city, the wine cup in Felipe’s hands were crumbled into pieces by himself. The ever-rising moans of spectres echoed outside of his room, as if many undead creatures had lost control because of their master’s trance.
Wu!
In their sorrowful and terrifying voices, Felipe put on a self-mocking smile on his pale, sickly face. “The founder and perfecter of arcana theories and the spiritual leader of the Congress of Magic has announced that his arcana theories are wrong, and that he believes in a god that controls everything. If that is true, and if that is proved, I’m very suspicious that somebody’s head will be blown up. Even if it won’t, their confidence of future advancement will definitely be struck. Perhaps, nobody will advance into legendary for a long time, and it will be barely possible for the legendary experts to improve themselves.”
I may be one of the victims…
Wu!
The ghosts, zombies and mummies were screaming so desperately and painfully.
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“If you wonder whether or not it was fake, sorcerers, you are free to check it with your prophecy and astrology.”
Frowning, Lucien stepped out of his office and reached the first district on the thirty-first floor, where the Sky Radio Station was located. He had to confirm the situation before he joined his master, or he wouldn’t be able to evaluate the influence of the conversation on most of the arcanists.
After he opened the door of the broadcast room of ‘News of the World’, Lucien saw Samantha clutching her hair and mumbling to herself, “What is gravity? Where was gravity from at the beginning…”
He looked around, only to hear even more voices of confusion:
“Does it suggest that there was really a god who gave everything a push at the beginning…”
“The gravity theory depends on gods…”
“What is gravity? What is the nature of gravity…”
“Gravity cannot be manifested directly at all. In what way is it spread…”
The arcanist of the school of electromagnetism shouted, half overwhelmed and half lost. “Don’t panic, everybody. This is perhaps a recording that the Church fabricated! President Douglas will clarify everything tomorrow!”
Yes, even if Mr. President did say that, we will have to clarify that it was a slander and a lie from the Church! That was the only thing on Lucien’s mind.
“Yes, we will interview Mr. President tomorrow and ask him to clarify it before everyone.” Samantha was back to herself all of a sudden, refusing to believe what she just heard. “Lucien, you’re here? Any news?”
“This is undoubtedly not the truth. I’ll go find Ms. Hellen and visit Mr. President.” Lucien declared resolutely and eased everybody’s anxiety.
Being someone from a different world himself, it was not entirely impossible for Lucien to accept a certain god, but everything had to be founded on repeatable phenomena and experiments. Unproved things were nothing but illusions for him!
In the atmosphere of depression, sorrow, chaos and confusion, Lucien hurried to leave the Sky Radio Station and went to the library of the Witch of Iceland on the thirty-third floor.
The moment he reached the door, Lucien heard his teacher roaring, “Bergner, you’re telling me that it is true?”
“It’s not like your prophecy was never wrong! I’ll find Douglas and ask him in person soon!”
As the terrifying storm rushed to his face, Lucien saw that his teacher was completely on a rampage.
However, Lucien had nothing to worry about other things right now. He asked earnestly, “Master, did Mr. Prophet say that the conversation was true? Did the pope really go to the Land of Truth? Where is Mr. President?”
Holding back his anger, Fernando suppressed his voice and said, “Bergner said that it was something that already happened, and that nobody attempted to disrupt the traces of fate. Therefore, it was very easy for him to tell that the conversation was true. As for Douglas…” He looked Hellen, who was still an ice beauty but who seemed rather reckless – she was trying to open the portal worriedly and impatiently. “The demiplane has been blocked. There’s still no telling whether he closed it on his own or it was the pope’s doing…”
The more he talked, the more difficult it was for Fernando to hold back his urge of roaring. Nothing else mattered right now except for opening Douglas’ demiplane and finding him! Everything would still be easy as long as he was not really devoted to the Saint Truth!
Fernando was quite confident about that with his years of understanding about his friend. Therefore, he was not as lost and befuddled as Hellen.
“Really?” Lucien felt that his knowledge had been disrupted. Mr. President had always been a wise and generous senior in his heart. How could he possibly abandon his arcana theories all of a sudden?
Thinking quickly, Lucien suddenly thought of two things. “Master, ask the Prophet to run another test! This is perhaps only part of the truth. Sometimes, part of the truth is the opposite of the whole truth!”
Truth, only truth, and the whole truth – that was trustworthy information was made of.
Covering part of the truth in order to contort the fact was a trick that many people on Earth were good at. Lucien was quite familiar with it and thought of the possibility very quickly.
“Maybe, but if Douglas does not clarify it in person, many people would still be suspicious.” Fernando contacted Bergner again, not noticing that Lucien had left the room quietly.
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Allyn loomed in the sky like a gargantuan monster. Far away from it, a black shadow was staring at it in a smile. If he were any closer, he would be detected by the guarding grand arcanist through the lock of fog.
“Your Holiness, I seem to have smelled the air of desperation and confusion spreading out from Allyn after their confidence collapsed.” The speaker was a tall, grey-haired old man, who was none other than ‘Heart of Time’ Kritonia. He sensed the reactions of the regular arcanists inside Allyn and Rentato with his special abilities. “Your plan worked out greatly. Perhaps, the Congress of Magic has been crushed without a war. I fear that they will not be able to show the hopefulness and vigorousness they used to have for a long time. This is a major blow on their ideology.”
On his left hand, an ever-changing small person was changing nonstop, in which the minds of people seemed to be gathered. Benedict III said with a smile, “In fact, the best result would be that Douglas became a saint of the Church. In that case, the Congress of Magic would’ve split and dispersed, if it did not collapse immediately. Human beings can be very strange. As soon as their confidence is gone, they will feel that they are approaching the end of the world. By then, countless sorcerers will reconsider their path.”
“It’s a shame that Douglas was too arrogant.”
“But this turns out just as good. Perhaps, a few legendary sorcerers whose cognitive world is founded on the gravity theory will lose their heads.” Kritonia chuckled.
Benedict III said, not cockily at all. “The legendary sorcerers are not so stupid. They will not believe it blindly until they ask Douglas face to face. Even though I have misled them into testing the truthfulness of the conversation instead of the completeness, they will still retain the final consciousness. The worst outcome is that they will lose confidence in the arcana system, which will make their future advancements very difficult.”
“But Douglas will be out in two days. Will he turn things around?” Kritonia was thinking to sneak into Allyn when it was in chaos to sabotage things and kill certain talents of the Congress of Magic, say, Lucien Evans.
Benedict III smiled peacefully, “As I said, human beings are strange. If he clarifies it two days later, the suspicion of most arcanists will be deep to the bones. They will only suspect his belated explanation. They won’t believe it and regard his reasons as excuses.”
“Your Holiness, it seems that you are also good at understanding people.” Kritonia adulated him.
Benedict III smiled, “This is also their fate. Before planets were discovered, Douglas’ suspicion about gravity and his tendencies towards the supreme being wouldn’t have caused such great influence. However, the artificial planet plan that Lucien Evans proposed fully convinced all the arcanists of the gravity theory. Hehe. Perhaps, he is truly the Dawnbringer.”
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Blake did notice when he collapsed into the sofa. His eyes unfocused, his face confused, he heard nothing but humming in his ears. How could Mr. President do that? What happened to the arcana system?
At such a moment, he only remembered one person, the man who frequently disrupted the understandings in the past and who had just modified the motion system. Did he hear what Mr. President say? How was he going to reply to it?
On the thirty-third floor of the Allyn magic tower, Fernando’s loud voice echoed passionately, “Was there really something hidden?”
“What? You can’t tell what the hidden part is? Then why do I need a Prophet?”
He knew that he was being too hard on Bergner. After all, it was done by the pope who was a demigod. However, he had always been cranky after he was agitated.
“Even if we find the hidden content, so what? Mr. President’s suspicion about gravity was not fake… Those questions do not have answers…” Hellen was still trying to open the Land of Truth. Hearing what Fernando said, she remarked gloomily.
Fernando held back the urge to roar at her and went to her side to help her. Suddenly, Fernando looked around in confusion. “Where is Lucien?”
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After he returned to his office in the Atom Institution, Lucien heaved a long sigh when he recalled Ms. Hellen’s confusion and the many arcanists in the Sky Radio Station’s questions about gravity. He copied his work in recent years from his spirit library as well as the manuscripts of Evans Geometry and tensor analysis based on that. Then, he gathered them together.
I am incapable of participating in a legendary battle, but I can make some contributions when it comes to arcana!
Picking up the pen, Lucien closed his eyes and browsed through his studies on the general theory of relativity in the past years as well as the files in his spirit library that had been unsealed. As the ideas took shape inside his head, his quill fell to the paper and wrote the title:
‘A Relativistic Interpretation and Geometric Description of Gravity and a System of Relativity Under a More General Frame of Reference’
Boom! A thunderstorm suddenly burst out near Allyn!
Looking at the weather change that was only limited around Allyn, Kritonia observed rather in shock, “Is a legendary sorcerer’s cognitive world shaking?”
Crack! A silver bolt of lightning illuminated the dark night!
