Chapter 79: Chapter 71: Confidential, this is all classified! (Please follow)
Two days later, a caravan pulled by several robust cals slowly traversed the official road of the harbor city.
In the lavishly decorated carriage at the front of the caravan, an elderly Wizard gazed out of the window, scrutinizing the architectural layout of the entire city.
“Mr. Tic, do you think it’s really possible that this continent could be spherical?” Beside him, a handsoly dressed male wizard was curiously inquiring as he watched a Gold Coin and a copper coin spinning in his hand.
“Luo’er, until we have thorough verification, I’m afraid no one can truly confirm or refute this conjecture…” It took Tic a long while to shift his gaze away from the rows of uniformly long and wide houses, and then he continued.
“Rumors within the council say that a legendary Wizard, well-versed in elental magic, upon hearing this conjecture, prepared to use a flight spell to ascend to great heights to confirm whether the continent is round or flat…”
“And what happened?” Luo’er asked with imnse curiosity.
“Up to the ti we departed, that noble still hadn’t returned!” Tic said, shaking his head.
It’s been quite so days, hasn’t it?
It couldn’t be that… Luo’er couldn’t help shivering but then dismissed the thought; although he had not personally witnessed the legendary Wizard’s power, he understood it must be unimaginably strong.
The safety of these high-profile individuals was hardly sothing for soone of his minor status to worry about.
“Regardless, once this news is released, all the wizards of the Prophecy School will probably be in an uproar,” Tic said with a sigh.
Those Prophecy School wizards always attempt to divine ons of fate from the movents of celestial bodies, and the star maps widely circulated in the Wizard Land originate from their hands; Lynn’s planetary theory undoubtedly completely refutes this theory.
This was sothing Tic naturally welcod.
In his view, the Prophecy School rely squandered the council’s funds, proposing ideas that sounded hazy and then interpreting them word for word based on facts after events occurred, making it unclear whether these were successful predictions or fabrications spun on the spot.
Luo’er was not too concerned with the thoughts of those Prophecy School wizards, but instead began to ponder another theory ntioned by the wizard nad Lynn, the law of free fall.
The acceleration of a falling object is independent of its weight and mass; when two objects of different mass are dropped from the sa height, they will hit the ground simultaneously.
Although this theory had been verified by so great wizards, it was still sowhat too abnormal and hard to believe.
Are we to believe that a pebble and an entire mountain, if carried into the sky, would both land on the ground at the sa mont?
Luo’er tried tossing the Gold Coin and copper coin in his hand, and without a doubt, it was the heavier Gold Coin that landed first.
Just as he was deep in thought, the caravan gradually ca to a halt.
“What’s the matter?” Luo’er asked, slightly displeased, for they were not supposed to have reached Yiyeta Magic Academy yet.
“Wizard sir, the road ahead is blocked,” the servant driving the cals hurriedly explained.
Luo’er pulled back the carriage curtain and imdiately saw countless townspeople gathered in the square, seemingly discussing sothing.
“What’s going on?” Tic also asked out loud, as he had also heard the noisy sounds from outside.
Tic looked forward, and taking advantage of the height difference provided by the carriage, the huge, bizarre alchemical machine located at the center of the square quickly ca into view for both of them.
This contraption was at least as tall as a two-story building, divided into upper and lower sections.
The upper part was an inverted elliptical sphere, its length estimated to be over twenty ters, while the bottom was sothing akin to a ship, though it seed much smaller by comparison, totaling less than a third the size of the elliptical sphere; the two were bound together by a series of sturdy ropes.
“Is this the alchemical machine Master Helram has recently devised? It’s huge!” Luo’er remarked in awe; it was even more massive than the golems in Wizard City.
“No, I fear it has nothing to do with the honorable Helram…” Tic refuted after listening for a while to the noisy discussions around them.
What was ntioned the most by the townspeople here were Lynn, Lydia, and sothing called a flying ship.
Flying ship… Is that the na of this alchemical machine?
“So, it’s related to that wizard from the Sekas Empire again? How interesting… Let’s walk over and take a look!” Luo’er got down from the carriage, saying this with interest and enthusiasm.
…
On the other side, in the center of the town square, Lydia and her manufactured flying ship were already surrounded by the gawking townspeople, ranging from seven or eight-year-old children to sturdy farrs, all keen to touch this imposing structure taller than a house.
About a dozen halflings, much like guards, surrounded the flying ship, their faces filled with pride; it was a treasure painstakingly crafted by them over the course of half a month!
A mischievous boy stealthily climbed onto a sculpture, straining to stand tall, reaching up high and poking at the bottom of the flying ship’s balloon, feeling its soft texture, and realizing that he couldn’t puncture the seemingly fragile mbrane, he withdrew his hand, all the while his eyes transfixed on the grand flying ship before him.
“Ah ha! It’s really soft~” A few other naughty kids, also driven by curiosity, climbed up and touched the flying ship with their rough hands, calling out excitedly.
Darren was startled and quickly leapt up, attempting to drive them away, but being too short, even when jumping, he couldn’t reach them, and could only stand there with a stiff face, scolding admonishingly.
“Get off, get off… Don’t you dare damage it; selling you wouldn’t even cover the costs!”
Though the balloon, made of cal beast leather, was exceedingly tough and difficult to puncture even with a knife, they had put all their energy and savings into this flying experint and couldn’t afford the slightest mistake or flaw.
“Uncle Darren, how did you guys bring over such a huge thing? It’s called a flying ship; can it really fly?” The leading boy, unafraid of Darren who was not even taller than himself, asked with a cheeky smile.
The spectating crowd was also imnsely curious; judging by its appearance, this thing called a flying ship must weigh several tens of thousands of pounds, yet Lydia and her colleagues were able to transport it all the way from the west side workshop to the square.
“You don’t understand, this thing only looks big but isn’t heavy at all… no, that’s not quite right, it should be that it’s not heavy to push; according to Wizard, this is because the lift cancels out most of the gravity, plus the wheels on the bottom make it not tiring to move at all…”
Darren bragged boastfully, his mustache curling up; however, before he could finish, Lydia stepped hard on his foot, and he suddenly changed his expression, watching every person present as vigilantly as if guarding against thieves, solemnly stating,
“Secrets, these are all secrets!”
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