Chapter 60: City of Canals (part seven)
“Well, you don’t know about internal magical power yet.
Then we must start from the very beginning.”
When Gilbert breathed on the blackboard that he took out from the back of the shelf, dust whirled up.
He had a small coughing fit because of that.
The teacher had a comical behavior, but we tried to listen seriously.
Harold even had a chalk and a small blackboard on his hands.
“Unusual power, supernatural power, supernatural ability……do you know this?
They are all blood-dependent power.”
“Is it like the telepathic power of Ignitia?”
“Oh, you’re well-informed, Ojou-san. That’s right, it’s like the power of Ignitia.”
Gilbert drew illustrations of human-like figures on the blackboard using chalk.
They seemed like a knight in armor and a deformed fur-wearing warrior.
Perhaps because he was a craftsman, he could draw a good picture casually.
“One of the famous supernatural abilities on this continent, as Ojou-san said, the telepathic power of the country of dragon knights.
The other one is the country of healers and swordsmen, and the bio-enhancement accompanying them.
It will be rare for you to meet the abilities of other continents, so for the time being, these are the two you will often see.”
After Gilbert erased the illustrations of the knight and the warrior, he drew a simpler human figure.
The round feeling was similar to the ginger cookies I ate earlier.
“The unusual powers that can be used by ethnic groups and individuals are diverse.
The scholars who tried to systematize them had thrown the towel.
What realizes these mysterious abilities is the magical power inside living beings and the biological circuit that we were born with.”
Gilbert drew a spiral pattern like a whirlpool inside the human figure and a lightning bolt mark on the outside.
He added notes that the whirlpool pattern was the biological circuit and the lightning bolt mark was the unusual power.
“The unusual power that human beings can perform usually manifested by using the internal magical power.
To determine its degree of strength, we have to see the amount of internal magical power and the quality of the biological circuit.
This is greatly affected by the bloodline.”
A line like a staircase was drawn at the foot of the human figure.
He added an unlabeled human figure who was hanging his head dejectedly below the staircase which had the human figure with the whirlpool mark attached.
“Therefore, humans who are inferior in the amount of internal magical power generation and quality of biological circuit absolutely couldn’t win against superior people.
It’s absolutely frustrating.
Efforts, wisdom, and ingenuity are in vain in the face of people naturally blessed.”
Next to the human figure with the whirlpool inside, Gilbert added two new human figures.
“There are two ways to eliminate this inequality. Hafan’s magic and Aurelia’s alchemy.”
Gilbert had one of the new human figures to hold a staff.
It was the same mage-style as the one Klaus and Actorius-sensei had.
“Hafan’s people were generally inferior in internal magical power generation and biological circuit’s quality.
However, to make up for being weak, these guys are excellent in creative power.
Instead of touching the finite internal magical power inside their body, they turned their gaze toward the infinite force drifting in the physical world—the external magical power.”
That said, Gilbert drew an arrow from above the head of the mage over to his abdomen.
Furthermore, he drew a whirlpool around the tip of the arrow.
“Hafan’s mages first capture external magical power and convert it into easy-to-process internal magical power.
But this alone merely taking infinite magical power into poor biological circuits.
That’s why the mages made a small twist.
This is just a sample that mimics it, but have you seen it?”
Gilbert spread a vellum paper with complex figures and characters on the table.
Ah, I had seen this.
Klaus was holding lots of it.
“Spell cards, huh.”
“That’s right, it’s a spell card. Spell cards, chants, or both are used as components and a magic circle is built to make their magical power performs unusual power outside their body.
Hafan’s mages can combine a number of components to freely generate the desired dynamics.”
“So the magic circle is equivalent to the biological circuit mentioned in the capabilities of other ethnics.”
“Yeah, you understand the gist of it with no problem. Such excellent pupils, teacher is happy.”
Gilbert drew a few small squares around staff on the illustration and put a big lightning bolt mark on it.
“With the development of magic, people are not affected by their birthplace, and they can use unusual power as long as they make efforts for it.
However, this external magical power is a tricky thing, unless it is converted into internal magical power, it cannot be used in biological circuit.
Moreover, the magical power conversion ability that human beings inherently have is insignificant.”
Gilbert poked around the mage figure’s stomach with the tip of the chalk.
“Mages train their conversion ability over time to close the gap.
There is no curtain of talent here. It is a world of pure effort and guts.
At the beginning you will only be able to convert truly insignificant amount of external power over hours of training, but over the years and decades it would be possible to convert a lot of magical power.
Therefore, there is a possibility that everyone can use magic, but not just everyone can use it. You need a strong belief.”
Finishing his words, Gilbert made a wand in the hand of the fourth human figure.
Finally, it was the appearance of an alchemist.
“The last one that appeared was the Visitor’s Clan who came from the other side of the sea.
They took a totally different approach to external magical power.
……Or more precisely, in the first place, only the circumstances of alchemy were different in the history.”
Gilbert drew a picture like a big pot next to the alchemist figure.
“Aniki. Is that the alchemy furnace, athanor1?”
“Athanor, huh……I haven’t seen the real thing.”
“Well, if you go to some school you may touch something similar in the classroom.
After that, if you are on a battleship campaign like a scholarship teacher, dealing with the athanor will be your main task.
In recent years, it seems like that.
However, it seems that the place where the first alchemical miracle happened was in this athanor.”
Gilbert added speech balloons next to the picture of the athanor.
Inside them were the characters for ingot and gold.
“As you know, the ultimate goal of alchemists is to produce gold, the ideal metal.
Well, as you know the result, producing gold hasn’t been successful at the moment.
Still, alchemists continued the trial and error to make various substances in preparation to produce gold.
But at this time, an unexpected thing happened.”
Gilbert drew several circles above the alchemy furnace and extended the arrow from there to the center of the furnace.
Then he drew a long arrow extending downward from the furnace to the lightning bolt mark.
He added ‘material’ inside the upper circles and ‘magic’ in the lightning bolt mark.
“When external magical power intervened in some combinations of several materials, magic was born as an accidental product.
Alchemists continued studying the miracle that happened in the furnace, leading to one big turning point.
The developed alchemy made it possible to make the same miracle even outside the furnace.
Or, although it may not be known as a reduced furnace……”
Gilbert connected the picture of the alchemy furnace and the wand of the alchemist’s figure with an arrow.
“Aah! The wand, it was originally an alchemy furnace!”
“That’s right. The appearance, the scale and the labor are very different, but the basis was the same.”
“In other words, because it was the external magical power that caused the miracle inside the alchemy furnace, perhaps it was charged into the wand?”
“Correct. It is not the internal magical power that is charged into the wands, but the external magical power.
And this external magical power has a big problem. ……Phew~ finally we got into the main topic.”
Gilbert put the chalk down and wiped his hands with a handkerchief that was wet with water.
He rubbed the area between his eyebrows with his clean finger and relaxed it, and sighed like an old man.
“What do you mean, Aniki.”
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