Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

Shortly after Arcs spoke of the existence of a magic meter.

[Between the Blues] of the Magic Instructor's Guild quieted back like he had struck water.

I didn't understand the meaning of the word...... not to begin with.

That would mean that what the word meant was something shocking to them.

Eventually, a small groan begins to leak from among the Magic Instructors.

"A tool that can quantify the amount of magic…"

"This... you've come a long way..."

A demon mentor in a white dress and Gastarks raised his voice like a surprise.

On the other hand, a magician with walnuts regresses from a constant surprise.

He turned to Crave in a hurry immediately.

"Hey, wait, wait, wait! Are you serious!? Are you serious?!? Oh, my husband of melted iron!?

"You don't think I'd make a place like this if I wasn't?

"No, but, because... whatever"

Was it too much talk for him?

The Wizard with the walnut is repeatedly grunting in a half-hearted manner so that his thoughts cannot be chased.

Crave had a slightly better grin on his face about how funny such a werewolf is.

"Fred. You don't think I'm gonna make this announcement with snoring inside me? Holding Godwald's old man in too?

"It's"

"... it can't be. So, Mr. Crave, you really made it happen... no, you think he made it happen?

Crave nods in a strange way at the inquiry of an ageless demon mentor.

In the meantime, a wizard in a white dress embarked on himself.

In the silence, the sound of the chair's feet rubbing loudly, attracting attention.

I was wondering if she was going to make any remarks, and from what I can see, she's been devastated, and she puffs her mouth. Like a fish launched ashore, he can't even speak or breathe.

"Um, Master Crave. It's really, really true..."

"Muller, your surprise is perfect. I know how you feel too. So listen to me now."

"Ha! Yes, I'm sorry... I'm so excited..."

The Wizard of the White Dress bows his head to the other faces and begins to apologize for disturbing him.

But she seemed more upset than any other magician.

Crave was the wind I know, but maybe for some reason.

Now Crave turns his gaze to the Wizard Master with the walnut,

"So, Fred. Do you still want me to take it easy?

"No. Russian interest aroused. I'm rather glad I didn't bump into you. I'm coming today. I'm super great, sir. Praise me."

"Whoa. That's great. So listen to me till the end."

"Of course."

The walnut magician would also have slightly floated his hips of excitement.

Put your hips back down in the chair and show your attitude of not moving here.

"And Master Melted Iron. Did you ever shut up about something like that?

"You don't have a choice, do you? Well, what, this is Godwald's old man..."

"Hey! Are you gonna push that on me!

"No, that's why I talked to you."

"Oh, you..."

"Hey, it's easy to have a boss who can snag all the blame. Yeah."

"I know it didn't take long in the first place because of what I said!

Does Crave want to change the air in the field? Start messing with the guild leader.

I am well acquainted with the superiors, but there are no other verses, including the generals, that I have any particular idea of.

I think I know what's going on between us.

Whatever.

"... Um, maybe it's time to start explaining?

Cut it out like a snack for the two of us who are saying no.

Noah, on the other hand, presents the material in a steady manner.

They're not going to help me. Instead, I guess it's funny to see you confused inside. The smile and cold mask antagonized and the mouth looked cramped.

... The character of this young man probably remains the same all the time.

After obtaining the understanding of Crave and Guild Leader,

"Noah, Kazzi, give me that one you've got for me."

Calling first, Noah and Kazzi nod and head to the magicians with the paper bags they had prepared in advance.

to match it,

"I'm going to hand out one magic meter at a time to the Magic Instructors, a measure of the amount of magic, so if you're not a Magic Instructor, I hope you can see the performance with me."

Noah and Kazzi distribute a magic meter to each of the Magic Instructors, and a table describing the magic amount of each word adult in the manual for everyone, including the generals. And the magicians immediately took what was distributed, and began to prostrate themselves.

"This is it?

"Scaled in a wooden frame, in a glass tube, accumulated at the bottom. This is... red liquid?

"That's an interesting creation. But what happens to this..."

The Wizards are swinging lightly or upside down.

However, because the condensate inside works, it does not flow out into the measurement area.

"This is a glass tube enclosed with magic silver with a special workmanship. When you generate magic, the tinted magic silver at the bottom swells and rises to a scale that corresponds to the amount of magic you emit. Instructors, put the magic gauge in the right position and release the magic."

When the Magic Instructors put the Magic Gauge straight, the generals peek into it with interest.

Shortly thereafter, a voice of surprise rose.

"Ooh..."

"This is it!

"Hey, the liquid inside is moving! Is this responding to magic!?

While the generals are surprised, the Magic Instructors seriously gaze at the magic gauge's sensory fluids as if they had narrowed their horizons.

As supplemented by such magicians,

"The unit of scale is mana. It is set to ten mana for the sum of the minutes used for the basic spell of [Move Mind (Movement)]. The amount of magic you need is 3 mana, 3 mana, 4 mana, 10 mana total from the top."

The basic [movement] spell is' Lead it to the point where my will indicates'.

This spell is special for the head, "its + our will," but it is divided into three parts, including "will indicates ahead," and "guide."

That's why we need to release roughly three, three, four and magic.

Because it is a magical de foundation, the Magic Instructors naturally can be used to breathe, and there is no numerical unevenness at all.

One of the generals asked the wizards in the white dress as the wizards checked the tables and figures in a delicious way.

"So, what do you think? Sir Quint, is this working correctly as a gauge?

"... Yes, it's true. The red liquid, which shows the amount of magic released, is moving firmly on the surface. Now this is equivalent to the amount of magic consumed by this word..."

"This is definitely what it looks like..."

The demon conductor in the white dress alternates between a magic meter and a table describing the amount of mana, while showing the magic movement to the general who sat next to him.

When you look at another person, have you finished explaining or reconciling to the neighbor to some extent?

A wizard with walnuts was crawling on the back of his chair.

But you haven't lost your surprise, winds like almost relieved.

"... hey, are you serious about this? I'm not sleeping at home dreaming, am I?

"Stop it. If this was a dream, you'd fall asleep twice with too much shock."

"That's right."

Yes, sir.

Among other things, I guess the Magic Instructors are examining their performance while teaching each general how the Magic Meter is doing.

Adjusting the amount of magic emitted to see how inflated it is.

And whenever it matched, he roared with surprise and emotion.

"How about that? If you have any questions."

When you say that in anticipation of a good separation, the Magic Instructor raises one hand.

Even looking at the function of the magic gauge, the magic conductor kept calm.

At first glance, he is a man of unknown age.

"Mr. Arcs, you were. May I ask you a few questions sweetly to your words?

"Yes, we will take it"

Fu and Noah come ear to ear. The Magic Instructor who has just spoken is one of the National Magic Instructors, Loheim Wrangler, the Magic Instructor of the Waterwheel.

"As explained earlier, I would like to ask you again about this substance."

"This is the magic silver that is already out there, specially processed and colored with Chen Sand. No names yet."

"So what is the effective range of this measuring instrument...... magic gauge?

"I was wondering if 'one meter' to less than 'two meters' would be best when it comes to use. Too far away, sensing magic creates a huge error in numbers."

"That means you can't measure distant magic, and you can't use it to detect magic"

"Yes, I was wondering if it would be suitable for such use"

"This means that the range of effects is limited, but therefore the measurement of magic retains its secrecy."

Yes, because of the narrow range of measurements, it is not possible to hide and measure the amount of magic used by others or use it as a probe device.

Technical information can be kept as secret as ever.

Looks like Roeheim still has some questions to ask.

"If we have gradually changed the amount of magic, can we ask for precise numbers in a row?

"It will be difficult. There will be some time lag in measuring, so when measuring, I was wondering if it is possible to derive more accurate figures by measuring and teaching word or word separately than by using spells to measure."

When measuring, inflation and contraction time occurs.

The reaction of the sensory fluid is pretty good, but we can't keep up with changes that are too early.

If analog meters are commonly used mainly for speedometers, scales and, of course, thermometers, etc., it is also possible to output such numerical transitions, but no matter how sensitive they are in the current magic scale, they are too primitive for error.

Make bi-metal? Do you want to create the equivalent?

Maybe there's something else, but it shouldn't have been in a man's memory.

"The amount of magic you use for words and idioms is basically what you carefully teach in a calm state, during normal times. It is not otherwise deficient because it does not come in the first place. Hmmm......"

Did Lowheim convince you to listen to him or move on to the next question immediately?

"Bye, Mr. Arcs. What about processed magic silver inflating with another factor?

"We haven't found any of those phenomena so far, but I don't think it depends on temperature or moisture, at least because the mercury that was the source of the sensory fluid has two stages of magical processing"

"What are the errors caused by the deterioration of the material, including the contents?

"We are still investigating the degradation of magic silver, but the container is made of glass, so I assume it will naturally be in both zero point descent and zero point rise"

"Hmm...?

Answered, Loeheim slightly frowns.

Speaking of which, is there a concept of zero in this world or not, it was quite fluffy.

Of course, the Magic Instructors will know the concept of zero, but in light of the language of the man's world, they combined this word, so it must have become a new one.

Are the Magic Instructors thinking about the meaning of the word, stopping the hand that was taking the note?

"Oh, yeah...... like you said, it's about the error caused by the decay of the container. Errors caused by the expansion of glass due to sudden temperature changes and by the 'withering of glass' caused by aging."

Zero drop.

This is a phenomenon that occurs when the glass is turned hot and then cooled immediately.

Sudden temperature changes will temporarily increase the capacity of the mercury buildup when the glass stops returning to its original position while it remains inflated.

The temperature sensing solution, which fitted perfectly with a value of zero, naturally falls below zero due to increased capacity.

Measuring the temperature in that state produces a lower number than the correct temperature.

Zero points up.

This is a phenomenon that occurs after production and as the months go by.

After a long time, the glass area where the mercury is stored shrinks, and the capacity of the mercury accumulation becomes slightly smaller.

Thereafter, the temperature sensing liquid overflows from the mercury reservoir and the temperature measured is higher than normal.

……… these errors may occur more than the container is glass.

That's why

"Doesn't that mean you can always use it with precision?

"Yes. Exactly. We are also currently investigating the expiration date, but I was wondering if it would be almost the same for about a year. You will need an inspection to use it correctly afterwards."

"What are the precautions regarding the storage of magic meters?

"Impact during measurement or storage in unsuitable orientation for long periods of time may prevent the elevated sensory fluid from descending and from stopping inside the tube. So please keep it as vertical as possible when storing it"

"... So last but not least, one more thing, okay?

That's what Loheim said.

"- What does this measure of magic and represent its amount?

I should still say, I'm going to poke at the core of the magic gauge.

Arcs also thought this question was bound to come.

Yes, in the first place, this magic meter is not a 'weighing instrument'.

Nor does it utilize the nature of scales to compare weights.

It's not even an analog meter, like a scale with a built-in spring.

In other words, what we are measuring is not the 'quantity' of magic, but the 'quality' of magic.

It would be easy to think of a thermometer based on this.

Temperature is quality, not quantity.

I can't read the weight or amount from it.

However, the magic gauge is actually capable of measuring quantity, even though it is a tool for measuring quality.

No, it's not.

It's not weighing the amount or the weight.

"This magic meter actually reads," The pressure, or fluctuations, that change with the amount of magic you emit. "

The wizards, who heard the explanation, shrugged.

The generals, on the other hand, are left behind because of all the professional stories that went on.

Eventually, Loheim opens his mouth.

"Still, the rate of expansion is changing in response to changes in the amount of magic. So this number can be substituted for the amount of magic, right?

"Yes."

Answered, Loeheim moved to silence looking at the magic gauge.

I said last, but sometimes questions arise again.

Based on that, what is the supposed question?

If it's a thermometer, it would be immersion-related to hear it often.

By measuring both the area where the temperature is in contact with what you want to measure and the amount of air you are exposed to, that temperature difference may affect the numerical value and not measure the correct temperature. However, with regard to magic meters, there is no such error because the internal expansion rate of magic silver varies due to "pressure no fluctuations that vary with the amount of magic emitted".

I've often wondered if I could reach out to those kinds of stories.

Eventually Loeheim lifts the magic gauge and looks at it as it waters down into the brilliant glass of the ceiling.

And somewhere emotional,

"I see it was a blind spot to react to magic to create an expanding substance. No, I just noticed, I can't even find it..."

When he says so, he spills an exclamation.

"... wonderful"

That's as if the dreams I've been seeing for years have come true.

The generals heard the whining.

"Lord Lowheim roared," he said, "Then it's definitely real."

I was left in the explanation and I was in the mood, but if that's what the top humans among the National Magic Instructors say, I guess I can be relieved.

One of the generals turned this way.

"Okay?

"Yes."

"What about existing research? Why haven't you ever been able to measure magic like this one?

"Uh..."

Stuck for a moment in response, Loeheim sets his index finger.

"Well, let me explain that to you. Indeed, so far, there have been several attempts to measure the amount of magic. The main thing is to send magic into a container with water and push up the water in the container to measure it compared to the scale. However, the extra magic mixes irregularly with air and water, so there were no correct values and the numbers were not always constant. The study of measuring magic was frustrating because it couldn't be resolved."

"I see."

The general who asked the question nodded to Lowheim's explanation.

Another general asks a question to the Wizard of the White Dress.

"... I mean in the end. What happens when you have this?

"Until now, the grasp of the amount of magic required for a single word, an adult, has depended entirely on an individual's senses. But with this, it's easier to convey the amount of magic you can put into a word. This means an exceptional increase in the speed of magic proficiency. A few times, no, dozens!

"Not so much..."

"Plus, with this guy, we'll be switching the magic we use on the battlefield faster. Either way, the adjustment time that was spent averaging the battle power is almost gone"

"It also helps prevent beneficial magic loss. No, old man. Thanks for the short old bones..."

"Dear Gastarks. We still have to work hard for the great heroes of the kingdom."

"It's terrible to tell this old bone to work any more."

Even so, Gastarks is laughing.

And Merklea, the magician of the triangle hat, is Daughter.

"With this, matters relating to magic change from the ground up...... as the guild leader said, it is a revolutionary delicacy!

All in all, the Wizards are very excited.

It's like watching Crave or Noah or Godwald someday.

The wizards are like children, and the generals roar at their usefulness.

"Lord Lowheim. Easy, but what do you think will happen to magic technology from now on?

"Numbers could be set for magic, so standardization of magic technology would proceed. It should be matched by an acceleration in the efficiency of the instructional system and work forms."

"It is. It can also help the Magic Instructor who was not good at magic manipulation, so we can increase the number of Magic Instructors standing on the battlefield more than ever now. It simply enhances the power of the nation, the power of the war."

"Is that true!?

"Mm-hmm. This is for sure."

Apparently the generals finally figured out what it meant to be called by the enhanced armament being explained. There is a breeze of Russian interest.

In the meantime, I realize that a woman with long forehead in a white dress had grown up.

If you look closely, you're apparently shaking.

Surprise. Excitement. Inspiring.

I don't know any of them, but they just couldn't hide the overflowing joy.

"... usefulness in the healthcare sector is immeasurable. The same is true for trauma treatment, where less unevenness in the treatment area can be achieved, but many magicians will also be able to master magic that has been difficult to control and for which only a limited number of people can master it. This will help many more…"

Apparently, the demon mentor in the white dress was a demon mentor in medical relations.

Sure, then I can snort this excitement too.

It was of course conceived that a magic meter would contribute significantly to magic medicine.

Because of the thought of using it, I decided to take a lot of time to adjust it.

The White Dress Magic Instructor builds momentum.

"Well...... well invented this!

"Yes, sir"

"Thank you on behalf of the medical department! Thanks to this invention...... No, thanks to you for stomping through the announcement, one of the obstacles that was holding back the progress of magical medicine has been removed!

"Welcome, thank you"

Is it the influence of a man being a person in a country with a culture of gratitude, a culture of apology, that has been pushed by the momentum of a woman to give such a wacky, unclear response? Several times they say "thank you", "thank you for this one" and so on.

And so the wizard, who had the walnut,

"So, Chick, when's this guy coming out?

"He looks like he can't help but take it home."

"Naturally. I want to take it home and use it immediately."

"I don't deal with things in the form of sales because they are things"

"Naturally. If you do that, Your Majesty will behead you."

"But you can keep what you have."

"Is that true!?

"Yes, we also consider the possibility of error, and we have two spares"

"You're not lying! I won't ask you if you're lying to me later! I'll never listen to you!

"Yes, it's all right, please, take it home"

You all didn't think you'd get it right away, and a lot of cheers from the Wizards for unexpected favors.

"It is also harsh punishment for those who have gone, sidelined, etc., and for the accidental loss. I want you to be thorough with your management."

But as a caveat added, the guild leader sounded a heavy voice.

Of course, no one here would do that because they are carefully selected by all those involved in the affairs of the state.

Then the generals speak.

"And how much can you prepare for this?

"Right. This is all I have. I'd expect rapid deployment to the National Army."

"Hmmm... I would also like to turn it to the local lords bordering the border if possible..."

"Exactly. That His Majesty will make a condition. After consulting with the royal family."

Soldiers who do not belong to the National Army are aristocratic private soldiers. Unlike the National Army, it will not be given lightly because it can be moved to some degree at the discretion of the nobility.

"Do you mind if I take precedence over the National Army?

One of the generals tries to come up with an answer, the demon conductor of the white dress objects.

"No! This is a top priority for deployment to the healthcare sector!

"Lord Muller. I do need that too, but from a defense point of view this is also important..."

"No! I'm sorry, but I can't give in definitely on this! And this also contributes significantly to the treatment of wounded soldiers."

"But you are."

"Master Ludeman, please understand this place!

Magic Master, General. Neither will give way.

Naturally, we have already predicted that there will be confusion like these kinds of efforts.

That's why...

"May I?

"Mm, what is it?

"The Magic Meter has already submitted 500 to the Alliance, including the manual"

"O, 500..."

A general roars that was making arguments with the demon mentor in the white dress.

Then Roeheim sounded relieved.

"... that would be enough to turn it either way. Looks like he was ready to spread the word."

"So, Commander Guild, what about deploying you to the Mage's unit immediately?

"Not for all the Magic Instructors, but it's possible to send them over tomorrow if they're in units."

"How about the medical, medical sector!

"Of course I'm securing my share of the medical sector. I just need to make sure we're clear on how to manage it. I want everyone involved to have time after this."

"Godwald. Can you accommodate some of the elementary students? There's still magic in the mountains that I haven't been able to teach my sons."

"Right. I understand that."

The guild leader is unopposed to that request.

Gastarks is a great magician with many secrets.

When that technology is lost, the kingdom's losses will be immeasurable.

Gastarks turned toward Arcs,

"It is something that life does not know that sorrow clears up in this way. Your name was Arcs, boy. Thank you very much for this old bone."

"Yes, sir"

Exactly who they are. I get nervous about the reply.

The fact that Gastarks remembered his name is a tremendous honor in the kingdom.

This is impossible for those who tell you not to be nervous.

............... a perverted gentleman though.

A wizard with walnuts asks Crave.

"By the way, didn't my husband really make this?

"Oh. Can't you believe it?

"I don't know. You're still a little kid, aren't you? Isn't it weirder for a guy who can't believe he's telling you that?

"But I can't think of anything like this. Almost this guy came into shape and just came up with a few improvements...... ni years ago"

"To......!?

"And then I'm seven or eight!?

The conference hall surprises me, and no, I'm stunned. It would not be impossible to do so if the original proposal had been made at an even earlier stage, even though it was still early.

In it, Loeheim, who kept calm,

"I mean, two years, but why did it take so long to make the announcement?

"Yes, there must be a special process in the production process and because things are, it was necessary to gather proper statistics, and the rest is a tool to measure the numbers, so there must be no difference individually. For the first time in my life, I thought that everything I made could perform the same way."

And this place is still big.

"Sometimes the precision has to be increased as long as it is achieved because deployment to the medical sector was contemplated, and for more reasons than that, it took time on a yearly basis"

"Hmm, right. Have you thought about it so well?"

Lowheim speaks convincingly.

The measuring instrument becomes useless only when the numerical values to be determined are misaligned.

That's why these things don't make sense unless they're perfected with both accuracy.

For that reason, it would be the inspection that took the most time.

The number of waste products produced and inspected over and over again is more than tripled.

Now that the money was not coming in, I put in so much effort that Crave, who contributed the money, went bankrupt.

"And..."

"And what is it?

"Uncle Crave says we have to have as many as possible because we're all going to want them right away when we announce"

"Of course."

"It is."

Yes, sir.

It gives me a bitter laugh that the magicians have all their opinions.

Like Crave and Noah did, they should also want to make their own magical improvements.

It's not hard to imagine that all of the National Magic Instructors here will be stuck at home for days to weeks.

Eventually, the guild leader gets to close the meeting.

"We'll still be anticipating the time, but we'll be releasing Arcs as the maker of the magic meter. No objections, right?

Plus, everyone on the field nods.

This is natural. Rather, I have trouble if I don't.

I guess we're still talking about that for the time being.

"And the production costs and the prize money for the Arcs winner will be spent from the Magic Instructor Guild. Who disagrees with the National Magic Instructor present?.................. no. All right."

There was no difference in this either.

Then, when Gastarks,

"Godwald, what are you going to do with the medals?

"Ha. You will be judged by His Majesty the King."

"Let's play from this old bone, too."

"Then let me tell you something, too."

To Gastarks' suggestion, Lowheim also continues.

Then Crave slapped me gently on the back, in a way that was like an encouragement.

Looking up, a nice, airy smile.

"Good for you. It's a tattoo from the top three seats of the National Commander of Magic."

"Yes......"

Glad to hear it.

It can't be without being awarded a medal.

It's too important, I'm afraid.

"Nah, it's not over yet -?

... Though a sigh of fright was supposed to leak from around to urge me not to read the air of a warlock with walnuts.