Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“It has been three years since the Debate War between Wave and Particle was launched again after Mr. Douglas’s light speed experint posed strong doubt against the existence of Ether and reached its climax by Mr. Evans’s light quantum hypothesis, and it shows no sign of calming down. Thus, it has officially beco the third War between Wave and Particle in history.
“When we look back at the previous two rounds of confrontation, Mr. Brook and his team have co close to completely defeating the particle theory. In the past a few years, supporters of the particle theory relied themselves on the last piece of straw, constantly telling themselves that the existence of Ether had not been confird, to prevent their own cognitive world from collapsing. However, the particle theory has recently picked up its montum again using the light speed experint and the light quantum hypothesis, even launching a new round of attack against the wave theory. The light speed experint and the photoelectric effect have beco two heavy burdens on those wave theory supporters’ mind, yet so far they could not find a proper answer to them.”
Lark briefly introduced the history of the War between Wave and Particle, which made the young Blake feel the blood pulsing through his veins. Holding his fists, Blake wished that he could punch in the faces of the few sorcerers who were still being stubborn. anwhile, he vaguely heard so nasty comnts made by other sorcerers coming from the open window. Obviously, in this place, not a single particle theory supporter could be found.
“After three years of brewing, the war is perhaps reaching its final stage. His Excellency Mr. Brook and Mr. Lauren have both completed the improvent of the magic circles and are now ready to conduct an accurate photoelectric effect experint. If the data and images obtained can prove that the light quantum hypothesis is wrong, then the particle theory has to retreat back to its previous status again, using only the light speed experint to sustain its last breath.”
“This is going to be one of the most aningful experints in the history of the Congress, and the result of the experint will direct us further into the truth of the world and tell us where to make our next step. Today, with our guest arcanists from the Congress, we are going to exchange so of our ideas and attitudes on this...” Lark’s crispy and passionate voice turned to the invited guests present. “Good to have you all here. I’m Lark, the host of Allyn’s Past Week.”
“It’s very nice to et you, Miss Lark. You’re as beautiful as your voice.” said a male voice a bit excitedly.
The rest of the male arcanists sounded a bit shy and greeted Lark in a dull tone.
“Nice to et you, Lark. I’m a fan of Allyn’s Past Week, and you’re even more beautiful than we thought,” said a female voice, on behalf of the rest of the guests.
Lark responded in her sweet voice. “Thank you all very much for your support. So, ladies and gentlen, how do you think of the following experintation on light quantum which is about to be carried out by Mr. Brook and Mr. Lauren?”
“Well, we’ve been waiting for this for so long, you know... Ever since Mr. Evans put forward his hypothesis, we’ve been waiting for soone to step out and prove that the hypothesis is wrong, as we’re not capable of doing so ourselves before reaching senior-rank. It has been three years, and the day will finally co, the day that we can refute this absurd hypothesis righteously. I believe that Mr. Brook and Mr. Lauren will give us an accurate and convincing result,” said the loud male voice, who seed to be quite talkative.
“I’m very delighted to see that the magic circles have been improved. I’ve been fed up with those who keep talking about their particle theory.”
“The results will prove the wave theory.”
The male arcanists answered one by one.
“Although I personally think highly of Mr. Evans, and I’m very impressed with his great achievents, as well as the fact that he has won the four highest honors before reaching senior-rank, I don’t think his hypothesis is correct. I an... even Mr. Evans can make mistakes. And I do feel that the rare mistake made by Mr. Evans has made him more approachable...” The soft female voice seed to want to continue but was cut off by her companions.
Hearing their answers, Lark further asked, “it seems that no one believes that the experintation result will favor the light quantum hypothesis. Does the wave theory of light really have such a solid foundation? It has been three years, and no other theories except Mr. Evans’s hypothesis could explain the photoelectric effect. So far the light quantum hypothesis has conford with all the results yielded by those less inaccurate experints, and one of Mr. Evans’s prediction has even been proved correct. Are you really so sure that the result will prove the light quantum hypothesis wrong?”
“Absolutely.”
“Yes, for sure.”
“Without a doubt.”
...
The arcanists all answered affirmatively, but sohow there was a bit of uncertainty erging in their voice.
Blake loosened his grip and started putting more thoughts into it. What Lark just said was true. Yes, it had been three years, yet no other theories but Mr. Evans’s hypothesis could explain the photoelectric effect. All the experint results were saying that Evans’s hypothesis was correct. And anwhile, several attempts aiming at explaining light speed experint had failed. The existence of Ether had beco a question.
Was the wave theory of light completely correct?
Would the experint’s result overthrow the light quantum hypothesis? Or the opposite?
...
A slightly dry and wrinkled hand pressed the button on the radio and turned it off when the signal had been replaced by the noise of electric currents.
Barek turned around and saw his teacher, Brook, staring ahead at the distorted magnetic fields and flashing electric arcs outside of the window, his hands folded back in the manner and air of a dominator. Carefully taking in a breath, Barek asked, “Sir, did you listen to Allyn’s Past Week?”
“Yes, I did,” answered Brook, who wore a wig and looked like an elegant but old-school gentleman. “The programs are interesting. As usual, Evans makes good achievent in every field which he would like to put efforts in. But I’m not very used to his humor and the new words that he created.”
“It’s becoming a new trend. Using the new words has been popular among younger sorcerers in Allyn, Rentato, Cooks, and even in the Solar Islands. It seems to have already beco a trend, and whoever not joining in is falling behind,” said Barek, and then, looking more serious, he asked hesitantly, “so Sir... You must have listened to the interview done by Lark, right?”
“So?” Brook turned around and looked at his student.
Barek tried to be brave. “... I’m worried... about the experint result.”
“Make your point,” said Brook calmly. When it ca to arcana, he preferred to be straightforward.
Barek weighed his words, and said, “I’ve done a couple of experints before, and all the results favor the light quantum hypothesis, which now seems to be the only explanation for the photoelectric effect. I’m afraid that the accurate experint result might not be on the side of the wave theory. So, Sir... I hope that when you conduct the experint, you can put aside your beliefs. The wave theory still has its chance... we still have the diffraction image and a whole set of theory...”
Brook’s jade-like eyes behind the gold-rimd glasses looked at Barek attentively. Finally, when Barek started sweating a bit, Brook looked away at the window again. It seed that his green eyes could see through his demiplane and see the dark evening of Allyn in early spring.
“It’s going to rain.” Murmured Brook.
...
In the headquarter in Allyn, on the thirty-first floor, which was a section specially for the Sky radio station.
During midnight, Truth of the World had co to the end. Arcana Voice had ended earlier, so no the entire floor was very quiet.
After drinking a tube of potion for throat protection, Samantha, who used the na Lark in the radio, walked out of the lounge in a good mood and was ready to go ho.
As soon as she walked out, she saw that Lucien Evans was greeting the rest of the arcanists working for Truth of the World. She kept her serious and indifferent look, but asked curiosly in her silvery voice,
“Evans, why are you still here?”
It was very late. Ever since the two programs started running smoothly, Lucien had never co here during midnight. What was going on tonight? Was it because of Mr. Brook and Lauren’s experint?
“Just finished so experints in the institution. I know you all are still here, so I decided to drop by.” said Lucien briefly.
“Experints? On the photoelectric effect?” Samantha got even more curious.
Lucien shook his head. “No, Mr. Fernando’s experint inspired , and I was using helium atomic beams to bombard so gases to see what I could find. Also, I used electron currents to bombard gold foil.”
“You’re being too honest, you know? I might steal your idea.” Samantha slightly lifted her brow.
Lucien smiled. “This isn’t sothing fun. I had to sit there staring at the flashing light spots for a long ti to seek for the traces, never knowing when I can find sothing, if there’s any.”
“Umm... I feel that your honesty cos from the fact that you’ve already found sothing.” Samantha revealed a small smile.
Lucien shook his head again and laughed. “You just simply don’t take my words. By the way, the programs have been very successful. You and Louise have beco the lady in the young arcanists’ dream. The only thing is that staying up late all the ti isn’t sothing good.”
“It doesn’t matter to . I’m an astrologer, and I’m very used to staying up late watching the stars. Now the programs are recorded at night, so they can be aired on the next morning...” said Samantha, who was silent for a while as she saw the six-circle badge on Lucien’s chest. “... It’s late. We can go and grab a bit, so you can better carry on your experint.”
Lucien answered, “thank you, but I need to head back now. When my magic tower is ready, I’ll invite you all to co for dinner to thank you for the great effort running the programs.”
Lucien then turned around and left. When his figure disappeared around the corner, Samantha released a light sigh.
Coming back to the institution, Lucien walked back to the lab, turned on the magic circles beside the alchemical viewer to continue with the experint, and recorded the data.
Beside his right hand on the operation desk, there was a pile of papers left in the corner. The papers were mostly covered under the other assorted stuff on the desk. But at the bottom, one sentence could vaguely be seen,
“Above are the accurate data record of the photoelectric effect experint and its image.”
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