Kamel had proposed a solution to the problem of long-range weapons. From Gawain's point of view, this solution might not be able to completely solve the problem of 'cannons', but at least to a certain extent, it could make up for the greatest shortcoming of the Cecil army.
Cecil's combat troops were already very powerful, and they had the absolute advantage in the traditional battlefield of this era where soldiers fought to the death. But for Gwen, who had the memory of Earth, without heavy weapons that could completely override human strength and affect the overall balance of the battlefield, a modern army was far from being formed.
In the face of the monsters in the Demonic Tide, the power of the 'sea of people' was ultimately unreliable. Only more powerful artillery could bring hope to human survival.
But even if Kamel's plan was feasible, Gwen did not give up the idea of making a live ammunition weapon. There were too many strange magic materials in this world, and there were too many unpredictable threats in the Gondor wasteland. A single type of weapon was difficult to cope with the ever-changing battlefield. For the cautious Gwen, kinetic weapons were more reassuring.
After summarizing the various problems in this defensive battle, and finalizing the adjustment, training, and propaganda of the troops after the battle, Gwen exhaled and turned to Heti. "How's Rebecca?"
"She's fine. She just overused her mental strength and will sleep for half a day." Heti's expression was a little strange, and it was hard to tell whether she wanted to cry or laugh. "She has rarely overused her mental strength since she was a child. That child's mental strength and magic reserve are far beyond ordinary people. She's not tired even after throwing hundreds of fireballs a day. She's really messed up this time."
In this world, Spiritual Power and Mana Reserve were two of the most important indicators to measure a person's talent in magic. Their functions were also different. To put it simply, Spiritual Power was the ability to control magic and sense magic. It determined a person's casting skills and the stability of continuous casting. On the other hand, Mana Reserve was the amount of energy consumed when casting a spell. It determined the total energy consumption of a person's spells within a certain period of time. Generally speaking, these two indicators were synchronized. It was rare for a person's mental strength to exceed their mana reserves, or their mana reserves to exceed their mental strength.
Of course, there were exceptions. For example, Santis, the level-two arcanist who was working as a teacher in the territory, was an example of someone whose magic power was far lower than his spiritual power.
Although Rebecca was a strange girl, her "development" in these two indicators was very normal. She was even stronger than the average mage. It was just that she was born with a small number of "spell slots", which led to a flaw in her spellcasting. It was equivalent to a lack of nerve in the world of mages.
Therefore, when Rebecca recklessly used the Mana Net as her mana reserve, she encountered a situation where her spiritual force could not bear the burden, and it was a serious one at that. Still, she could not be blamed — the Mana Net was a completely new thing, and how could ordinary mages have the opportunity to control such a huge source of energy? An ordinary mage could hold a magic crystal and cast a few spells beyond the limit, and that was already considered a tycoon. The city-level Mana Net in the territory could explode many magic crystals.
Fortunately, the silly roe deer's skull was really hard, and humans had a self-protection mechanism of "fainting if you can't bear it". Otherwise, it would have been a big deal.
"She's a little mischievous this time, but she's always mischievous," Gwen said helplessly. "And this time, thanks to her mischievous behavior, it gave us an idea to make a new weapon."
"Speaking of Miss Rebecca, there's one thing I've always been curious about," Kamel suddenly said. "She only knows one Fireball spell, right?"
Heti nodded. "Yes, that's the only one she knows, and she can't learn anything else."
"But her Fireball spell has a variety of forms and … levels." Kamel's tone was filled with confusion and thought. "I've seen her make ordinary small fireballs, big fireballs, and fireballs like Pyroblast. This time, the one she made was even bigger than the city gate. I've also seen her make two fireballs the size of a bird's egg and play with them in her hands. Did anyone teach her these?"
"She's developed to the point where she's playing with fireballs like walnuts?" Gwen was shocked, and then he coughed twice. "Ahem, no one taught her. And with so many crazy skills of making fireballs, which normal mage would study them? It's all her own brainstorming. "
After all, the silly roe deer couldn't do anything else other than making fireballs. What else could she do?
Kamel looked more curious than before. "Is this also her ability since she was a child?"
After getting the affirmation from Gwen and Heti, the ancient magus finally voiced his doubts. "Do you think there are so many variations of Fireball spell?"
"… In fact, I was curious about this question a long time ago." Heti was silent for a moment, and finally said, "I took her to a very famous magus in the southern region, but the magus couldn't tell what was wrong with Rebecca's magic talent. She only knows how to make fireballs, but she can make all kinds of incredible skills out of them … "
Gwen silently glanced at Heti, thinking that under his leadership, everyone in the territory had begun to think that Fireball was "made" — not long ago, everyone still said that Fireball spell was "released" …
"I sensed primitive and pure magic waves in Miss Rebecca's Fireball. I suspect that the spell that looks like a Fireball is actually a high-temperature effect that she forcibly created with a huge amount of magic power. It's only because a sphere is the easiest self-stabilizing magic structure that the high-temperature energy cluster appears as a fireball …" Lucien said with a frown.
Heti's tone became slightly anxious. "Master Kamel, have you figured out what's wrong with Rebecca's magic talent?"
Although she often knocked Rebecca's head, it was obvious that she still cared about her niece very much.
"No, I can't see the root cause of Rebecca's strange spellcasting talent, but I suspect … she doesn't even know how to make Fireball spell," Kamel said slowly. "But I don't think this is a 'spellcasting flaw.' If her Fireball spell is a more fundamental magic release, then it means that she has broken through the traditional mage's restrictions on 'spellcasting level' and 'skills.' For her, Fireball spell is not a Level-1 spell, nor a Level-2 or Level-3 spell. If we can figure out the principle of her spell, maybe our research on the essence of magic can even go further. "
Gwen finally knew why Kamel was so obsessed with this question. It was because after the success of the Magic Obelisk, he threw a series of questions to Kamel, which aroused the ancient magus' passion for studying the essence of magic. Now, he had developed to the point where he wanted to study any abnormal magic phenomenon he saw.
But then again … Rebecca's strange Fireball spell … was really worth studying.
"Let's wait until Miss Rebecca recovers." Kamel soon calmed down from his research state. "And there are too many unknowns. I need to replan my work."
After the meeting, Gwen and the others left the government office one after another. Soon, the meeting room was deserted.
Kamel stayed behind. He floated up from his seat, but before he left, he heard a slight noise under the table. Then, a long tail poked out from the edge of the table. After a few sweeps, Tyre rubbed his eyes and climbed up.
"Haa …" The siren seemed to have fallen asleep again in the second half of the meeting. She was not quite sure what was going on. "Everyone left?"
Then she stretched her upper body, and her tail almost bounced against the wall. After a stretch, she shook her hair with satisfaction. "Go back to sleep, sleep …"
Kamel looked at the siren who did not seem to notice him at all. He could not help but break the silence. "Miss Tyre, please wait a moment."
"Ah? There's still one left? " Tyre froze for a moment and slowly looked back. "Oh, it's glowing. You're asleep too?"
"I stayed behind." Kamel was not a person who was good at joking. He answered in a formal manner. "Miss Tyre, I want to talk to you."
"Talk about what?" Tyre lazily raised her eyelids. "If you want to study the magic or technology of the sirens, then forget it. Our magic and technology are completely different from non-elemental creatures like you. The gap is bigger than the magic system of humans and elves."
"No, it's about those … mutants."
Tyre just wanted to go back to sleep. "Mutants? Then you should talk to Gwen. He's a professional. He died in this field in his last life. "
"It's about what you said on the wall today." Kamel's eyes flashed with arcane sparks. "You said that the mutants are a kind of 'failed product' that did not completely mutate in the Great Mana Tide. They were not born from the Great Mana Tide, but were transformed by the Great Mana Tide … Is that so?"
"I'm not so sure, but the general idea is pretty much the same." Tyre stopped yawning. With the help of her snake tail, she raised her upper body slightly and looked down at Kamel who was floating in the air. "No wonder I felt that the energy reaction in your body was very intense … You said that you were frightened by Rebecca's spell, but an ancient sorcerer like you would not be so easily frightened by a spell."
Kamel did not say anything, which meant that he acquiesced to Tyre's words.
"I've heard the story of the Fortress of Disobedience from Gwen and your plan back then. It's very touching … So I can probably guess what answer you want from me." Tyre slowly lowered her body and then suddenly reached her hand into her abdomen. Kamel watched in horror as the siren put her hand directly into her body. Her torso, arms, and part of her clothes turned into a watery texture in the process. Tyre rummaged in her abdomen for a moment and then pulled out a dark red bone fragment from her body. She handed it to Kamel. "You'll have to find the answer yourself. I found this bone fragment on the wall from a mutant. Its chaotic magic energy has been purified by me. You can study it safely, but you have to be quick.
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