Sweet Reincarnation

"Heh, heh, heh"

"Hi-ha-hi-ha"

The deepest part of the Royal Institute. There is a suspicious laugh in an obsolete, dim place where no one usually leans over. Time is late at night. The grass trees were also at bedtime, and only there were lights on.

No, it's not exactly a light. A large pan is on fire and the contents of the pan are suspicious liquids. If you look at the occasional pompous bubbles, they also look like occult rituals.

The number of ritual-like things is three. What is the only number that makes sense?

"Here's how you put this in..."

"Hihi, hihihi"

In the pot, a small human threw something in. The other two, who watched it, stood up with a strange laugh.

"The more you work out, the more color you change, put it on like this"

"Hihihi, I can't stop."

The ritual-like suspicious movement continues.

A small human puts a stick in the pan and lifts it with a twist of a stick wondering if it stirred for a while. At the end of the stick, the contents of the pan were tangled together.

"Try magic..."

And the vast amount of magic that clearly seems to be a wizard strikes the spot.

"Uh-huh, is that a failure"

in a room with room lights on and turned from a suspicious look to a normal lab.

In the pan, the candy was boiled, and there was a look of Pais staring at the candy on the tip of the stick.

"Again, magic doesn't settle well when it's liquid."

Of the two who were beside me, Digidelio reacts in the same way. I've actually looked at it and it's somewhat faded because it was obvious it wasn't working.

"This is something we could have predicted from past experiments. I've also tried mercury."

Meanwhile, it was chief researcher Horwood who said it was as expected. He was a pioneer who had been conducting experiments to test the fixation of magic on various substances, making his own hypothesis that it was difficult to fix magic on liquid-like things. Therefore, the failure is natural and flat.

"You wanted me to tell you first."

"Candy might make another difference. Everything has to be experimented with to make sure. Guessing will remain a guess for as long as we don't know for sure. No matter how certain it may seem, there is a deep valley named Uncertainty between finalization and estimation."

If anticipation alone is certain, the world doesn't need researchers or anything like that. Black hole theory, and Einstein's theoretical existence long after he predicted it existed, until its appearance was captured. Inference is an intriguing inference, even if it is presumed to be roughly certain and does not contradict many other events, which clearly seem to be correct.

No matter how much everyone feels about each other, they can't call each other lovers unless they tell each other how they feel properly.

"Is that what it is?

Pais, who is not a researcher, only somehow understands the finesse of the area, but he decided to convince himself that it was something like that.

"Now we have to make sure that the magic settles on the hardened candy."

Until just now it was Pais, a sweet-making lover, but the next time he stuck it out, it was the chief. It was difficult for me to prepare so much sugar myself, so what the consequences of the new sample would be. I can't help but want to know soon.

"Should I do it?

Pais asks the chief. He specializes in how to do and proceed with research, and Pace is only an observer. I can only help you with the patron role.

"Right. That might be better. If you can, I'd be glad to have you magic in the same way that you activate magic. Again, with the help of a wizard, the experiment will go a long way."

In the past, even getting magic was a pain in the ass, and even when a lot of money was loaded, it was often handled differently. If we can work with a wizard who can thus make detailed orders, it seems that we can do a lot of things that we have not been able to do before.

Magic generalization. If it may not be a dream, the chief is already a wookie. If there were feathers, they would fly everywhere.

"That's fine. So... is this what it looks like"

"Yes, that's good. What's it like?

Pace tried to magic the hardened candy. Then there was a strange feeling like when I tried it in the basement of the church to give it magic. The feeling of something coming out of your body.

On top of that, the candy in my hand obviously reacted to magic.

"... I think the weight has changed a little"

In Pace's words, the chief leaps even further. A good reaction not comparable to previous research samples, etc. This is going to hold expectations.

"I guess it still feels the same as light money. How much weight has changed, how much the difference is with light gold, whether the change is the same with the same amount of magic for different masses of samples… There are many items to look into, but for now I want to make sure that the magic stays built up and sticks around for a certain amount of time"

"Hmm."

Pace put the candy in place. on the scale, and now we know that the weight has changed. Regardless, the balance was diagonal in the form that it would be better to put the candy down.

If it is light money, the magic will fall out in a certain amount of time, of which the scale should revert to normal.

Chief using an hourglass to gauge time.

And it was the tenth time I tried to return the hourglass. and the balance of the scale moved, indicating that the weight of the candy was lighter.

"Oh, this is!!

"What do you say?

"It's not as efficient as light money, but it's a better result than any other material we've ever had. This is good. I have expectations. Hihihihi."

Compared to previous studies where water is sprinkled in the sand, great results in a line of sprouts and flowers blooming all at once. The chief laughs unexpectedly.

"Ah-ha-ha."

Pais laughs, too, because he says he's got good results.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe"

Chief and Pais who gave out an obviously unusual way of laughing.

Digidelio, who was watching as he took the record by the side, is a dongle.

"Um, oh, both of you, are you okay?

"What is it?

"Well, I've been out of my mind for a while now... no, because I see a lot of things that are a little out of the ordinary."

Haven't you gone crazy? If I could say that, I would have felt refreshed. Seriously. Digidelio can't keep up with the usual chief or the two guys laughing as high as they came off just to know Pais, who was always calm as a instructor.

He doesn't know that Pace, who makes sweets, is always this disgusting. Working with laughter is usually open.

"It is normal for us to stay. Isn't Digidelio exciting?

"Are you excited"

"Yes!! I have a feeling that new treats will be given birth!! A feat that spells a page of history!! This happiness that can make delicious treats. Sweets change the world!!

"Ha."

With over action, Viva Suites!! Digidelio sees Pais screaming. I sincerely wonder what the hell moves the instructor that far.

"That's right. Rookie you dont know how great this is!! You set up an indestructible pyramid in magical history!! During the battle!! Toward our dreams!!

"For dreams!!

Where the hard and hot vows of peach garden oaths were exalted, one sober Digidelio urged the next experiment scheduled.

"... I don't care, don't you have to measure the time"

"Whoa, yeah. If after a certain amount of time the magic seems to stick, we are finally challenging an unprecedented realm."

"The former untouched realm?

"Magic fixation. It's an experiment that shapes magic as magic. If this were to happen, at least magic would be available to the person who settled the magic"

Until now, for example, we have succeeded in using light gold and fixing magic to objects.

Magic can't be used without magic, but just because it has magic doesn't mean magic can be used. If the fixation of magic power is appropriate, then the fixation of magic can be used as magic, and the path of magic generalization can be opened for the first time.

A great discovery that could change human history. The chief etc. seems to be feeling too high from earlier.

"I mean, if you're only a Mortairn instructor, you're going to be in a situation that you can't even say generalized?

"Yes!! Give me that much and our big goal is now too!! A world where everyone can use magic is just one step away!! Success in life!! The days are coming when the people who have looked down on us so far will kneel at our feet!! Ha ha!!

Raise one foot to the chair, your right hand to your hips, and your left hand straight up, with the raised hand only reaching your index finger with a grip in it. Chief laughed out while Bishi posed. And Pais.

No, no, no. Damn it, Digidelio keeps experimenting on his own.

"So, have you been able to fix the magic?

Second, Pais asked.

I was left to it until now, but I hadn't asked if the most important part had been success.

"... coming up"

"The study of magical fixation is still almost untouched."

"Yeah. Apparently, the experiment of theoretical validation was successful: fixing the magic of [firing] with light money. In the past."

"Past?"

"Light gold is a rare metal, you can't buy it even if you have a budget of ten years. In the days when the initial budget of the laboratory was luxurious, it was recorded that we were able to experiment with it."

Nor was generic research a sidekick from the beginning. Initially, it was founded with luxurious funding from a certain great nobility. A time when many magic studies were budgeted for by humans who thought that situations such as the presence or absence of wizards dictated national power were not preferable. Is it the height of magic when other laboratories prove that magic can be prevented if certain conditions are put in place?

Since then, magicians have been driven to the corners step by step without inventions or discoveries that can be called breakthroughs.

In those days, experiments with light money were also carried out. The record, indeed, remains. Until the fixation of magic worked, and theoretically it should also be able to activate magic, that is, the study went one step further.

From there, however, not a single step forward was taken, the research budget was reduced, and we searched to find alternative materials to light money without stopping, with the result that no alternatives were found and the budget was further reduced, into a vicious circle.

Digidelio doesn't know such a past.

Therefore, I honestly have a sense of admiration for the theories left behind by past researchers.

"Isn't that amazing?... Is that it? But then why hasn't there ever been a result?

"... because past experiments have found serious flaws."

"Critical flaws?

"Experiments have been successful in the past up to the point of accumulating magic in light gold and anchoring magic. It was a substitute that could only be used by the wizard himself who uses the magic he entrenched, but for once success is success. However, it turns out that even if we use it, it becomes disposable…"

"Disposable?"

"Yeah. Even rare things aren't allowed to be imitated like throwing away every experiment. That's why we've been chasing for decades, hundreds of years for substances that replace light money!!

Chief who theorizes forcefully.

In fact, if you can use as much light money as you want, it seems that you have been able to use the magic that has deteriorated considerably to the point where the wizard can use it. The theory remains. It is also the basic theory of the general purpose magic lab.

But do we need to reproduce what is done if there is one wizard, until the country spends the same amount of money as it leans? If you say you can only use the person who settled the magic, it doesn't end up turning into relying on the wizard, and you can't call it generalization, an opinion erupts. There was also the aspect of politics with other laboratories whose budgets had been taken for generic research, but past researchers who failed to overcome their shortcomings directly from the front gave up research continuity in disillusionment.

"Then again?

"Sir Mortairn, these candies are quite numerous, and they can be“ manufactured. "

"Yeah, it's a product that we“ produce “at home."

"Hehe, you heard me, rookie. In other words, the downside of becoming disposable is that there is plenty of potential to overcome it!!

But here was a great confectioner who could feed on past failures.

The chief gives sincere praise and gratitude to God and the Spirit, who have so far cursed us scatterly. It is a cash one.

"Heh."

"Come on, don't you think about magic fixation!!

"Ooh!!

Then a monstrous magic feast (Sabato) was to be played every night.

A certain urban legend is born in the laboratory before magical candy can be made at the end of trial and error.

The Institute whispered to me that strange laughter monsters appeared at night.