I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 53 The Bow of Imaginary Numbers
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magician,
This job class is different from other jobs that can jump up and chop people with a knife.

A true magician is a cold-blooded creature who seeks the 'root'.

In pursuit of the root cause, they almost resort to any means necessary.

In this world, in this era, the magician of Lycaon, Pergos, is also such a being.

But at the same time,
The role of a magician is more akin to that of a researcher.

Magic is mostly used for 'research' rather than for fighting.

Those who treat magic as a tool to gain personal benefits are at the very bottom of the magician's hierarchy and are called "magicians."

Porgos was not a magician, but in order to continue his research on Aristotle's metaphysics, he had to join the shady group of headhunters to seek funding to support his research.

The subject he studied was the syllogism in the Preanalytic, a type of argument that derives a new conclusion from the premises alone, without requiring additional terms.

When this argument is applied to the field of magic, its concrete manifestation is—

Falsifying imaginary numbers.

Imaginary numbers are 'possible things, but do not exist in the material world'.
Ether, this fictional element, is a necessary medium for giving magic form.
In a chance encounter, Pergos discovered that inexperienced magicians, when attempting to summon elements, would sometimes fail due to their lack of skill, resulting in another failed creation in the process.

That is, when magic loses its direction and materializes, the resulting etheric blocks are born.

Porgos discovered this logic and then used syllogisms to study it, interchanging the premise terms to discuss necessary and accidental cases, ultimately arriving at a new conclusion:
By reversing the process of ether formation, one can obtain 'imaginary numbers'.

Simply put,
Similar to turning lead into gold.

Stone cannot be turned into gold, but in the realm of 'imaginary numbers,' stone may become gold. However, this result does not exist in the material world. What exists in the material world is a logic similar to this process, such as burning sand into glass, which greatly increases its value. By studying this process, we can confirm the possible existence of such 'imaginary numbers,' and then use this logic to skip the process and directly obtain the result. Finally, we can reverse the process from the result to find the flaws in the logic of 'imaginary numbers' and completely disprove this imaginary number.

Each time a 'imaginary number' is disproven, Lycaon's ultimate logical model becomes more precise, until only 'necessity' exists in the world. In this process, researchers also gain power, status, wealth, magic, improved circuits, and even the respect of kings.

Porgos began studying this subject at the age of thirteen, and it wasn't until he was thirty-six that he advanced his research to the point of obtaining 'imaginary numbers'.

It took him twenty-three years to achieve this step, which earned him a valuable title within the Lucien Academy, making him a master magician and even giving him the opportunity to listen to the teachings of Aristotle, the philosopher who laid the foundation for the entire metaphysical system of magic.

however--

Suya can do this in just 5 seconds.

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He was not Greek, nor a Greek magician, nor did he understand Greek magic, let alone the fundamental principles of Lyceum's magic.

He doesn't even understand how magic is constructed, the names, origins, techniques, activation conditions, effects, limitations, or lineage of magic.
So, is it possible for Sua to use this 'bow'-shaped imaginary number magic?

Suya thought it was possible.

After all, no matter how complex the theory behind this magic trick is, it seems to only have three steps.
1. Use magic to create a bow.

2. Use wind elements to create arrows.

3. Draw the bow, release it, and shoot the arrow!

then--

The magic born from the sea of ​​imaginary numbers automatically matched Suya with a similar magic in the world of 'negative numbers'.

then,

Suddenly, a bunch of strange and wonderful knowledge appeared in Suya's mind!

"That's it! That's it!"

He looked up in surprise, his eyes shining brightly, and he couldn't help but smile excitedly:

"Magic is such a convenient thing!"

"So--"

Suya stared coldly at the gray-haired magician before her, who was enveloped in a wall of wind blades, forming an impenetrable defense.

"The first step is to extract the concept!"

The words fell,

Suya's entire body lit up with 1440 large and small scarlet magic circuits, his meager magic power within them like a tiny drop of water flowing through the sewers of a metropolis. Then, Suya's consciousness suddenly blurred; he felt as if he were still standing in the same place, yet he seemed to be dragged into another world that was 'infinitely large, infinitely wide, infinitely numerous', but also empty, where he could see nothing, and even the concept of 'nothingness' did not exist.

Two worlds overlapped before my eyes, and a blurry thing linked to my magic appeared before me.

Suya instinctively reached out to touch it.

then,

Extract, copy, materialize!
"The Bow in Form - The Ether Archer!"

A dark red light emanated from Suya's hand, gradually transforming into a 1.5-meter-long, dark red, illusory bow in her palm!
"The second step: Imbuing the divine word!"

Suya gripped the bow handle tightly, and with E-level strength, drew back the taut bowstring with all her might, shouting in a clear voice:

"With the legacy of Hercules as its bones, and the tides of Triton as its strings—"

"Here,"

"The streak of fire that struck down Venus, or the echo that pierced through the underworld!"

"The Bow of Imaginary Numbers: Echoes of the Age of Gods!"

call!
A storm, even more terrifying than the endless wind blades gathering before our eyes, is rising!

A massive amount of wind, combined with imaginary magic, condensed into a dark red, semi-transparent spiral arrow on the great bow!
A labyrinthine magic array of secret texts unfolded beneath their feet in an instant!
At that moment, Suya felt a blur before her eyes, and the magic power that had just been generated within her body was instantly drained away.
He immediately released his grip.

A burst of blue flames erupted from the arrowhead in an instant!
"—Swoosh!"

The gust of wind generated by the arrow lifted Suya's hair high into the air!
The bone forest suddenly lit up!
The dark red beam of light instantly shattered the ground and pierced straight through the wall of wind blades!
then,

Shoot it at the magician Lucien who is hiding inside!

Porgos stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief, but there was no way to escape the arrow!
In this era where one can freely connect to the Great Source, the evaluation of a magician's level is based on research achievements and the potential of magic, rather than physical attributes in the secular sense.

Therefore, although Pergos is a master-level magician and a high-ranking archer, his physical attributes are all E-, which is only at the peak of the professional level, and his magic power is only at the D- level.

He couldn't dodge the arrow with his physical abilities; the only thing he could rely on was magic.

but,

He is not a magician who makes a living or fights for this purpose.

In desperation, he could only think of turning the ground beneath his feet into water so that he could fall and avoid the arrow.

however,
By the time he realized this, it was too late.

"Pfft!"

A dark red arrow pierced through Porgos's brow in an instant!

In his final moments, he stared at Suya, 30 meters away, who was swaying precariously, clutching his large bow.

A look of disbelief and astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Then,

Knowing that death was imminent, Porgos seemed completely unconcerned, his gaze merely shifting slightly to Sua and the large bow in his hand.
"As expected, this unpredictable magical property has reappeared."

"Then, when we meet again, the academy will certainly—"

"Seal. Designated!"

boom!
Pergos's body fell and transformed into the shape of a strange bird.

The wind gradually subsided.

With the supply of magic cut off, the earth returned to its original state amidst a rumbling tremor, leaving only a giant crater shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui).

More than thirty meters away, Suya couldn't hear the magician's dying words.
At this time,

All he heard was a sound like a storm, the sound of dice striking his skull.

(End of this chapter)