Chapter 203: Submission
Translator: Kris_Liu Editor: Vermillion
"The original purpose of doing this research was very simple. As a beginner in arcana, I was seeking a thod to better rember the atomic mass of each existing elent, so I started playing with cards. I wrote down the features of the elents on the cards and put them in order.
"Surprisingly, during my practice, I found a periodic cycle of repetition of these elents, and the periodic cycle also exists in Valence, discussed in the latest issue of Elent. My assumption is that the cycle is created by the mass of the atom, following the order from small to large, and I wondered whether the nature of an elent is decided by the mass of its atom, as well as whether we can find more hiding elents following this order. In order to verify my assumption, I did a series of experints."
This was the introduction part of Lucien’s research. After verifying that elents in this world could also be arranged following a periodic table, Lucien was almost certain that these elents similarly also consisted of protons and electrons. However, he did not have solid evidence to prove it. Therefore, Lucien decided to stick to atomic mass so far, or people would find it very suspicious when a young sorcerer was exploring sothing beyond his arcana level.
Following the introduction part, Lucian explained his thodology and theoretical frawork for the arrangent, taking elents’ physical and chemical properties, the nature of their compounds, as well as the nature of their alchemical products into consideration, and then he put forward a table listing sixty-five elents in order and summarized.
"In this periodic table, each vertical line of elents have similar characters."
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"I left so table cells blank, as there is no proper elents to fill in. Here, I suggest two possible reasons: one is that the mass of so atoms are wrongly weighed, or they are new elents that have not been discovered by us yet."
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"As for the new elents that have not been discovered, here my bold hypotheses is that they are aluminum-like elent and silicon-like elent, and they can be possibly found in..."
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"Further researches need to be done for verification of my theories and assumptions."
Lucien put down his quill and read the paper several tis. Then, after giving the parchnt a slight blow, Lucien put it in his storage pouch.
Lucien did not expect that the mistakenly weighed elents could be identified and corrected soon by other sorcerers, as most of them were contributed by quite complicated reasons, such as those isotopes that could not be separated properly. Although Lucien had figured out these elents’ true atom mass, he did not talk about it in this paper.
When he left the lab, it was totally dark outside as they were already in winter. Pocketing his hands in the jacket, Lucien walked back to his villa slowly, thinking of the next step of his plan.
At this ti, soone behind him called his na, "Mr. Evans, are you ready for next week’s teaching?"
It was Beate, who also just left the lab tower, and his tone was still not friendly.
"I’m sorry, Mr. Beate." Lucien sent him back a calm smile, "I’m not going back next Monday, and I already asked for the day off with the headmaster, as I need to renew my arcana badge on that day... You know, to put so more credits and points on it. Since Mr. Fernando cited my paper, I’ve got quite a few points now from other people citing . Oh... sorry, I forgot that you never experienced sothing like this."
Beate took a deep breath as his face turned purple, and then he said sarcastically, "You’d better wish your good luck’s always gonna be there then, Evans."
He was pissed off by Lucien’s show-off. After saying that, Beate left by the side way in the garden.
Looking at Beate from behind, Lucien slightly shook his head. Compared with the undead thing, in Lucien’s eyes, Beate was nothing important.
When Lucien ca back to his place, his six students were still busy with doing their exercises. The lights in his place were all on, and in front of the apprentices, there were piles of paper.
"Mr. Evans... Ah... Good evening." The apprentices’ eyes were red and their faces blushed as they were thinking so hard.
Lucien nodded, smiling, "How’s everything going?"
"The questions are super difficult!" Heidi hurriedly answered, looking quite emotional.
The other apprentices all agreed.
"Those questions all require so skills in thinking." Lucien grinned, "Do it smart, not do it hard. All right... Let’s call it a day. Take the rest as the howork for this week and give it back to next Saturday."
Hearing that they were okay to leave, the apprentices were all quite happy and excited. While so showed their excitent right away, so tried to hide it.
Pretending that he did not see the students’ reaction, Lucien asked the housemaid to walk the young kids out.
When they passed through the gate of the villa, the apprentices looked back. The villa in the darkness was like a hiding monster, waiting for its prey.
Heidi shivered slightly and looked at the test paper in her hand, "It’s almost too much for ... I’m feeling a bit regretful now for seeking Mr. Evans’ tutoring."
"Mr. Evans’ thod works well, though." Surprisingly, it was Sprint who made this comnt, "We’re not real sorcerers yet. We should work hard like this. And Mr. Evans is a great teacher."
Katrina and Annick nodded beside him.
Heidi whined, "I know... I know... But I just want to have a real weekend! Mr. Evans is such a demon. I like him, I respect him, but I also hate him."
No one opposed this comnt from Heidi.
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On Monday morning, at nine, a coach slowly stopped in front of the headquarter of the Congress of Magic.
Wearing white shirt, dark brown vest, and long black jacket, Lucien put on his black top hat and stepped on the stairs calmly. As soon as he got off the coach, the undead creature totally disappeared.
When Lucien walked past the gate, Prospell greeted him in a dull tone, "Welco... You’d receive my warst welco if you made a female tower Djinni."
Lucien did not respond, as Prospell said the sa to every single sorcerer who passed this gate.
He went straight to zone four, to the Sorcerer Administrative Departnt.
Seeing Lucien, Cindy was a bit surprised. As she winked her beautiful brown eyes, she said to Lucien half joking and half complaining, "I wonder who’s this gentleman... Ah, this is Mr. Evans, who was absent for a whole month!"
As Lucien was still in Allyn, Cindy felt that, as friends, they should see each other more frequently.
"Wow... This is our famous Mr. Evans, whose paper was cited by Mr. Fernando!" Dona also welcod Lucien in a bit joking manner, "We’re so lucky that you still rember us!"
Lucien smiled nicely and also felt a bit sorry, "I’ve been overwheld in this past month, mostly developing papers. Please, don’t make fun of , ladies. By the way, is Lazar here today?"
Seeing that Lucien was still this easygoing as usual, Cindy and Dona cheered up, and they hurriedly shared with Lucien what happened in the past month in the congress.
Lazar was in Rentato now, preparing an upcoming conference of the Will of Elents in next month. The grand arcanist, Mr. Brook, who proved that light was actually a kind of electromagnetic wave, recently won his third Silver Moon dal, jointly awarded by Brianna Royal Magic Academy, Moonsong League and Tower, which was the highest award in the school of Electromagnetics, Light-darkness and Astrology.
Besides Holm Crown prize in the school of Elent and Alchemy, Immortal Throne Award in Necromancy, Silver Moon dal in the school of Electromagnetics, Light-darkness and Astrology, there was also Sorcerer Laurel, established by Calais Magic Academy and Family of Sorcerer in traditional Transformation, Illusion and Summoning, Ice & Snow dal set up by the far northland and the Cabin of Palira, and Arcana Staff founded by Tower to recognize one’s achievent in Field Force, Astrology and Mathematics.
These awards all appeared following Holm Crown prize, and the congress only played a role of supervision there.
After chatting a bit with Cindy and Dona, Lucien got to know so latest news of the congress. Then he visited Eric’s office.
There was an imperceptible smile on Eric’s face, "Evans, you must be here to renew your badge."
Lucien nodded and smiled, "Yes, please, Mr. Eric, but before that, I also have sothing else to do. First, I want to submit my arcana paper, and second, I’d like to take the assessnt of basic arcana."
Eric was not surprised that Lucien had already co up with his second paper. In his eyes, the young man would definitely work even harder after his first paper was cited by the grand arcanist.
However, he was very surprised to know that it was an arcana paper, and Lucien was already prepared to take the test, "Really? Are you sure? As a beginner in arcana...?"
"Three months," Lucien said confidently. "I feel I’m quite talented with arcana. And after all, Mr. Brook passed his test when he was only eleven."
"At that ti, Mr. Brook had already studied arcana for two years, not three months!"
"I have solid foundation of magic theory, and I’ve got cognitive competence as an adult." Lucien smiled, "And I know how to study."
Eric’s light gray eyes stared at Lucien seriously. Seeing that Lucien was this confident, he finally nodded, "All right, then. We’ll see if you can pass the test."
Before they headed for the test room, Eric sent Lucien’s arcana paper to the board using the iron cage again in his office.
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The sa spacious room, the sa bells ringing.
"Necromancy... To Mr. Pesor and Ms. Tina-Timos...
"Elent... To Mr. Gaston and Mr. Overee.
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Then, in a room where there were lots of bottles of purified elents, an Earth Elental picked up Lucien’s paper and quickly scanned it, "The Periodic Relation between the Nature of Elents and Prediction of New Elents... Hum... again, periodic relation..." murmured it. "No arcana level... Let not bother Mr. Gaston then... Probably Mr. Larry’s available right now."
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When Larry got the several papers for that day, after a quick glance at the papers, the man with rough yellow beard did not read them imdiately but put them aside casually.
"Mathew, pick them up in three days."
The brown owl nad Mathew nodded and then flew away.
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