C136: Frawork (2)
There was an awkward silence in Rudger’s office.
Flora flushed and panicked as he stared silently.
“Oh, no. So this is……!”
“Did you get confused?”
I spoke up to her because I didn’t think the conversation would proceed if I left it as it is.
“Well, yes, I was confused for a mont.”
“It’s uncharacteristically for you to make a mistake.”
Well, there we go.
I imdiately showed her the frawork, a magic trick that uses mana to form the [source code] on the palm of my hand.
In an instant, a technique consisting of white lines was created. Flora Lumos’ pupils dilated when she saw it shining like crystal.
“Is it okay?”
I rembered Flora Lumos’ unusual constitution.
Has she said that she feels mana in a different way? As a result, when it was excessive, it seed that she would feel confused. It was similar to the so-called Stendhal Syndro’.
When asked by , Flora took a light breath and nodded.
“It’s all right…”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
I put forward the frawork to Flora, saying so.
“Put your hand here.”
She flinched for a mont as if her mistake had occurred to her, but soon reached out her hand as she was told.
When the white frawork touched the palm of her hand, it disappeared as if it were absorbed in an instant like snow lting in the sun’s light.
“This is the frawork…….”
Flora muttered as if she was amazed by the sense of the frawork that perated her hand. It must have been quite a strange feeling to sense it flowing through her body.
“This is the end of the transition. If you’re done with your business, go out.”
“Oh, I…”
“What’s going on?”
“At that ti, the trick that you showed in your private laboratory.”
“At that ti?”
“Yeah, when I passed out.”
Her voice was little as if she was ashad.
I rembered what Flora was talking about.
“Are you talking about Klein’s disease?”
Klein’s disease it’s a technique that expands the existing magic formula in a higher dinsion than the one that was drawn in a three-dinsional picture.
In other words, Klein’s disease itself has no magical aning. It is just the result of an experint that I made to see how far the mysterious power of magic can reach.
“Why do you ask that?”
“There was sothing else you wanted to make besides the Klein’s disease.”
“You must have secretly seen what was written on the blackboard at that ti.”
Flora glared at in a way that ant what I said was a little ridiculous.
“How can you not see since it’s drawn so openly?”
“Even so, it is not polite to see it. It was this ti but be careful with others.”
“So what’s the na of the magic?”
“You an that?”
Perhaps what Flora Lumos was talking about was a more extended concept of magic beyond Klein’s disease. A four-dinsional figure that is seemingly made up of two cubes, but is actually much more complicated than that.
“Tesseract. That’s what I call it.”
“Tesseract?”
“Other nas are……Yeah, it’s called a super cube.”
Of course, she won’t understand even if I say this. It’s a concept that’s hard to understand for people of this world. However, Flora Lumos asked in a slightly trembling voice, whether she realized that the na alone was an unusual magic.
“What kind of magic is that? What are you going to do with it?”
“Well.”
At those words, I muttered vaguely.
Klein disease and Tesseract are just research subjects for . How far the mysterious power of Mana can be applied and how far it can be expanded.
A study to find out whether it can interfere with space-ti, which is four-dinsional beyond the present, which is three-dinsional.
The super cube research was made in order to search for an answer to that question, and through Klein’s disease, the answer to my question was decided to be yes.
So what am I going to do with this figured out answer now?
The answer was already in my mind. However, I can’t tell the student in front of honestly.
“A quest for the unknown.”
This is all I can do now.
“……Don’t tell if you don’t want to.”
Flora replied in a slightly sulky tone, as she realized my intention.
“Anyway, I’ve got what I need to get, so I’ll go now. Have a good day.”
“Yes.”
“Ah, but that kid nad Rene.”
Flora, who was about to leave imdiately after holding the doorknob with her hand, asked with her head slightly turned.
“Did you two know each other?”
“? Why do you think so?”
“It’s just, I think it’s sothing like that.”
“Just. That’s not the answer a wizard should give.”
“……So you know her, don’t you?”
I am a new teacher who has just been appointed here. There’s no way I’ve known a freshman before entering this school. Was that a good enough answer?”
“That’s right. Oh, and lastly.”
Seeing that it’s the last one, I think this is the main point.
“What else are you curious about?”
“Teacher, don’t you feel sick?”
“Sick? What do you an?”
“You’re really okay, right?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I didn’t really know why, but Flora still kept her suspicious gaze on .
“………I asked you sothing I shouldn’t have asked. Pretend you didn’t hear it.”
Flora shook her head as if she had asked sothing useless. Her hair fluttered softly as she left the teacher’s office imdiately.
Why do you ask if I’m not feeling well? Are you going to bring so healthy food?
‘I don’t know why you asked that.’
When I checked the clock on one wall of my office, I thought it was a mistake.
‘Oh, my. The ti is already…’
Flora Lumos suddenly ca to visit, and a lot of ti was wasted unintentionally.
I hurried a little and left the office since it was ti to go to Durman Kingdom.
* * *
“It’s been a long ti since I’ve been in this country.”
Rudger, who finally arrived at his destination on a long train, muttered as he looked at the scenery in front of him.
It’s been five years since the Bloody Night? At that ti, it was actually the first ti he had co to such a remote village as he was working in a city called Gévaudan.
“Oh, my.”
Hans sighed deeply.
“Why did I have to co too?”
“Because you’re the right person.”
“Say what?”
“Wasn’t it your job to collect information?”
When Rudger asked, Hans grumbled, “That’s true.”
Hans was confident in his network since It wasn’t just limited to one city, but it had its influence on all kinds of countries but even so not here.
“Is there anything to get here?”
Hans looked disapprovingly at the once most beautiful village, where only debris remained. Roteng, which was burned down by the Great Fire, could no longer be called a village.
The tanned marks were all erased after a long ti, but on the contrary, they were full of dense plants that were not burned by humans. Vines and mosses that cover up so of the remaining remains with the endless sound of grass bugs among them.
It was like looking at an old historical site so Hans didn’t think he could get anything out of a place like this.
“But isn’t it still there?”
“What do you an?”
“Survivor.”
It is said that all the villagers were killed in the Roteng fire, but there are actually three survivors and one of the three still lived around here.
“If you knew, you could’ve just co alone.”
“Isn’t it lonely to co by myself?”
“Are you saying it from the bottom of your heart?”
“Move.”
“……Phew, let’s do it.”
Rudger and Hans walked through a thick grass road that grew to their waist. The footpath to the Roteng village was abandoned for a long ti and blocked by all kinds of plants.
Rudger stretched out his hand lightly, as the wind blew and cleared the road. They combed through the ruins of Roteng Village but all they could see was the densely grown grass, and the survivor was not seen.
“Brother, didn’t you throw the survivor out sowhere else? I can’t find it no matter how much I look for it.”
“No. I don’t think so.”
“Why are you so sure?”
“Look over there.”
Rudger raised his hand and pointed to one side. A shabby hut was seen outside the ruins. The size was so small that it seed safe to call it a warehouse and unlike other ruins full of vines, that house was the only one clean.
“He must be living there.”
“Huh? That’s weird. Why didn’t I see it?”
“He hid it so that no one would co to him carelessly.”
“What does that an?”
Hans, who was wondering, saw Rudger walking first and hurriedly chased after him. When Rudger arrived in front of the cabin, he tapped lightly on the door but there was no answer.
When he grabbed the rusty handle and pushed the door carefully, it opened easily.
“Didn’t he lock it?”
When he opened the door wide, a strange sll like an oil painting ca from inside. Rudger, who has been active in various statuses, also had his own knowledge of art. He noticed that this sll was the sll of pignt used to paint oil paintings.
The interior of the narrow cabin was filled with sunlight flowing through the window opening on one side. He could see the dust fluttering because of poor ventilation.
Rudger saw paintings that filled the walls and floors. They were all landscapes painted in oil.
“Why are there so many paintings?”
Hans looked around the inside and since he had little ti to step, he looked a little tired.
“I guess there’s no one here”
“I see.”
Rudger closed the door again. It was confird that a person was living here, but it seed that he was away now.
As he was thinking about whether to wait until the owner ca or to go where he went, Rudger raised his head slightly and looked in the distance.
“Brother, what’s up?”
“It’s over there.”
“Huh? No, wait a minute! Let’s go together!”
A faint reverberation of mana in the direction Rudger was walking slowly. The magic flowing in the wind wasn’t that far away, just in a hilltop adjacent to the back of the village
On a high hill overlooking the now-defunct village, a man was sitting still and drawing sothing.
“Brother, don’t tell he’s……?”
“It looks like we ca to the right place.”
It was one of the survivors of the Roteng Great Fire.
Rudger moved the steps that had stopped again. As the distance approached, he was able to see the man properly.
A weak-looking man in his 30s was wearing shabby clothes with paint everywhere but the most eye-catching thing was the black eye patch hanging around his eyes.
‘Was he blind? But all the cottage paintings had colorful colors and beautiful figures.’
Even though he approached to check, the man did not look at him once. There was not even a tiny response. It was not acting because he was a really blind man.
Rudger climbed the adow hill as if the wind was coming down and stood close to the man.
Perhaps hearing the sound of stepping on the grass, the man who was painting stopped brushing.
“I have a visitor. What brings you here?”
“I’m sorry if I interrupted your drawing.”
At the words, the man smiled faintly and shook his head.
“No, I was almost done anyway.”
At the words, Rudger glanced sideways at the painting. Surprisingly, the canvas contained the ruins spread out at a glance at the bottom of the hill.
“Can you see everything?”
“No, I just feel them. The sll of flying in the wind, the sound of insects and the natural energy that touches the skin. Even if I can’t see, I naturally realized it after living for a long ti.”
The man said so, slowly organizing the painting tools while Rudger waited calmly by the side.
“Thank you for waiting. I’d like to treat you to a cup of tea.… It’s going to be hard because my house is so ssy.”
“It’s all right.”
Rudger shook his head and found a suitable place to sit. But there was no room to sit around except for the right-sized rock on which the artist was sitting so Rudger stamped his foot lightly, then the ground sprang up, creating a place to sit.
“……Did you use magic?”
The artist looked a little surprised as if he felt Rudger using magic.
Rudger smirked at the response.
“Isn’t that normal, too?”
“What does that an?
Only Hans, who was eavesdropping, did not understand.
“That artist is also a wizard.”
“……You’ve noticed. That’s right. I’m also a wizard.”
Rudger was able to follow the traces of painting here in the first place because he was using magic when painting. Hans’ failure to find his house was the sa reason because he hid the house through magic.
“I didn’t know that one of the few survivors of the Roteng Great Fire was a wizard.”
“I can’t brag about being a wizard. It’s just sothing I learned a little over my shoulder.”
“Knowing how to use your magic in drawing it’s not sothing that can be learned normally.”
“It’s a skill that I naturally realized after painting for a long ti. So, may I ask why a great man like you ca here?”
“Do you know about ?”
The painter shook his head at Rudger’s question.
“No, I don’t know who you are.”
“But why did you call an amazing person?”
“Even if you can’t see it, or because I can’t see it, there’s sothing that feels more certain.”
He stared at Rudger with his black eye patch.
“The energy felt by the wind, the strange power that you have and what nature is telling . You are the hero who solved the terrible things that happened in this country a long ti ago.”
“I didn’t know you even had spirituality.”
“I can only hear a little fragntary voice, let alone make a contract with the spirits. It’s not sothing grand.”
“It’s the sa for . I’m not great enough to be called a hero.”
The artist went straight to the point.
“So what brings you here?”
“Roteng Great Fire.”
The man shuddered at Rudger’s direct words.
“I heard there were survivors.”
“Yes, I am the survivor.”
“Three in total, including you.”
“…….”
You knew that, too. The face of the artist with the eye patch said so.
“Did you co here because you wanted to know that?”
“Who are the other two survivors?”
The sun began to set and the world turned scarlet as the sunset burned over the ridge. The wind blew in from the west and the chill of the night was felt. The shadows of the two people sitting facing each other stretched.
“I want you to tell .”
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