The Economics of Prophecy

Kacha......

I heard a fork hitting the plate.

Seeing the seat across the street, Mayteel is mouthing green tea in front of an empty plate.

"Is that enough?

I asked Maityle, who put the chopsticks down after only two slices. It's a problem when you're tired of it. Because of the good reception to the Imperial people, I was wondering if I could make it a specialty of the new city.

"... it's still delicious. But it's a pivotal experiment to come. I don't like it when I get drowsy on the way."

Maityle looked at the lamb with her unconcerned eyes.

Speaking of which, a classmate said he wouldn't eat lunch because his afternoon concentration would be interrupted at a previous college. I did have a lot more concentration than I did.

Is it something similar that Mathilde is saying? Well, is it better for your health than eating sweets in bulk? Japanese confectionery is said to be healthy, but the nutritional balance is skewed compared to Western confectionery. Besides, fattening a pretty girl empress can be a diplomatic issue.

Well, this is all I'm taking seriously. At the dawn of success, let's get the ice cream right.

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A block of holes is arranged in a regular position on the table. It should be called an optical pavement. It's magic that actually lets you through. It is painted black for easy viewing.

They used the mould of magic gold to make it for the blacksmiths in Wangdu, who Bogan introduced them to. They didn't have as much difficulty as steel because it was made of brass. Because of its weight, it is suitable for experiments concerned with vibration.

"You're so reasonable that you don't like it."

With that said, Noel mounts the experimental parts one after the other. The far left hole is inserted with a bar with a metal ring. The ring is fitted with demonic crystals, if you go, it's a light source. One slightly distant hole has a slit of magic conductor gold attached to a stick of the same size. The next hole is set with a transparent triangular column.

Is this the dragon crystal that does the role of prism? You look no different than a crystal.

Finally, a plate was plugged across the two holes and the sensory demon paper was stretched. We're ready to experiment with spectrum analysis of magic wavelengths. It makes me a little nervous now. Anyway, I put this much effort into obscure optical knowledge. I hope it works out for you.

When the experiment begins, I have nothing to do. Apparently Noel does the role of drawing magic from demonic crystals.

"Here we go."

When Noel pulled the magic out of the demonic crystal, the light, what I see seems to be an indirect object, occurred. The light squeezed in the slit is sucked into the prism of the dragon crystal. And I made a white sensation on the Sensory Demon Paper.

Naturally, but far faster than the analysis of annual wheels and colonies. But the results weren't what I expected.

It just looks like a line.

"Right."

The light I can see is spread with the prism of a dragon crystal. Beyond being a transparent substance, light also refracts. The problem is the magic that should have gone through the bottom in the same way. Even though the sensory demon paper is illuminated by a rectangle about five centimeters wide, only the central part was photosensitive. It's not five millimeters wide, it's more of a line than a rectangle.

Just looking at this shows that the nature of light and magic is different. Most slits are less than a millimeter, so they don't seem to be diffracted at all.

"There's no such thing as failure just to bring out the magic."

Take my gaze and Noel will explain. I don't doubt it. If I were to doubt it, because I'm trying to apply my optical experiments to magic as they are.

"What are we going to do?

Mathilde asked me. I don't have the color of blame, but my exploring eyes sting me.

"Once it's spreading, the distance is..."

It didn't taste good to have been cornered by my gaze and said the right thing. It is true that the magic has widened the range of photosensitive, but the boundaries are blurred.

Mathier's gaze at me was pointy. I told you not to spare me. In terms of pure magic itself, it's not in my previous life's knowledge either.

"Three possibilities…"

Gather your knowledge and I'll think. One is that magic is fundamentally different from what I know exists. I mean, not waves. But from the results so far, that's unlikely. In the first place, it is the principle of principle, so to speak, the meta principle, that all beings are waves.

If you want to throw it away and recapture the world with a new idea, you need an Einstein-like idea. I don't have any companionship.

Second, the magic wavelength is far more direct than the wavelength of light. The dragon's eye is a massive array of cell-level sensors. Maybe the optic cells react differently depending on the wavelength. Perhaps there is not enough degrees of resolution to distinguish between monochrome sensory demon paper and people's eyes.

The third is that the magic power from the demonic crystal is originally single wavelength, or one component protrudes and is strong. It's from crystals. It may be that the gas is more luminous like burned light than it is mixed with various wavelengths like sunlight.

"Measures include extending the exposure time to see if less wavelength components will also appear..."

"Wait, your hypothesis right now is that if you use deep red, you should feel it in a different position."

Mathier said.

"I see. That sounds quicker."

Demonic crystals are changed to deep red. Shift the plate with the Sensory Demon paper by lifting the stick. The handling of the Deep Red Demon Crystal is left to Maitir. They're not used to dealing with Fulsey or Noel.

"The time to feel the light is far short, but it's still a line."

Fulsey said when he saw the two senses of light lined up and down. It just seems like a single line is formed in about the same position. Positions may be very slightly different, but the accuracy of this experiment is indescribable.

"How about combining some dragon crystals?"

Fulsey said. I hear this grandfather, who made his hobby work, was experimenting with light with the prism he took from me. He said it was a performance check on the optical roadbed, but he combined the prism exactly the opposite, putting the rainbow back into white light and trying a lot. I feel plucked already. One of these days I might discover gravity by looking at the apples falling from the trees.

"I see."

By analogy, dividing light by refractive index is similar to throwing rolling iron balls into the curve at different speeds. The balls running in parallel also bulge in direction after the curve. Because of the different bendability of stopping by the speed.

Incidentally, all the speed of light is constant at the speed of light and the mass is the same at zero, but the wavelength is shorter depending on the energy held instead. Because its wavelength affects the refractive index, it's the same way that kinetic energy changes the bend.

In the case of the prism of a triangle column, it's like bending the curve twice when entering and leaving. Then if you keep doing two of that, you'll have turned four curves.

"That much processing will do it quickly."

Noel said.

The dragon prism, which originally had extra length, is cut. Two prisms lined up between demonic crystals and sensory demon paper by extending the optical path by adding blocks. These kinds of regular flexibility are the strength of this table.

"It's still gonna be late."

A belt of light that has spread more than earlier hits the sensory demon paper. There seems to be a lot of L.A. for passing multiple dragon crystals. The light-sensitive speed is much slower than just now. Slowly, as time passes, the black sensational demon paper becomes white.

"Goku" I can hear you drinking by someone's side. I look at the paper like it's been drunk too. The light sensitivity that appears......

"... Look, it's a lot different now."

Light sensitivity about 3 cm wide appears slightly dim. Hilariously, it's three blurry bands. Though heartfelt, the interval between the first and second bottles is wide; the second and third bottles are mostly stuck.

"You don't even look like that rainbow."

"Yeah, right. I'm pretty sure it's a phenomenon we didn't recognize."

Mathier's eyes are nailed to sensational demon paper. Because of its excitement, it seems certain that the nature of magic, which is not only magical, but also demonically unknown, was manifested.

"Is this what you were saying?

Mathilde looks at me. My eyes are serious. Reminds me of the gaze of a previous life mentor when I was reading a sensational paper.

"Maybe."

"Really?"

I answer vaguely. To be honest, it's a little different from the image. Crystals are basically pure matter. From the original modern knowledge, I think it's a little sharper. But even that knowledge, maybe I saw advanced post-processing footage.

However, if you look closely, the upper, lower, left, and right sides of the rectangular light sensation are also blurred. Similar to when you simply widen the distance and fail. I guess I'm getting a rash from going through two prisms.

Advice, increasing the dragon crystal prism to three, made the wave pattern indistinguishable. I put it back into two, adjusted the angle and distance a lot, but in the end the result was no different: a blurry wave.

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"Ahhh. I almost saw something."

Even as he walks down the hallway on the ground floor towards the front door, Mathier's indignation never stops. I thought something had flashed, and Leonardo told me that the curfew had been lifted.

The spear is pointing at me for stopping the experiment in front of your visitor. Irrational.

"We could use a little more accommodation."

"So take a few more positions... Whoa, what's going on?

Maythir's body shook suddenly as she looked back. I rushed to support her.

"You're too excited to be about to fall where there's nothing. Walk right in front of you..."

I tried to be careful, but I noticed Mathier's complexion. He's white because he's Northerner, but now he's even less bloody.

"Hey, it's nothing"

"Could it be that you're not feeling well? Anemia."

"Hey, that's something you shouldn't ask"

Noel took Mathilde from me. What you shouldn't ask. Anemia...... Oh, I see the girl's... I feel like I noticed the moment I put my foot on the mine. I mean, I can't move.

"... if you're not feeling well, tell me not to."

After confirming that Mathier was getting into the carriage, I asked Noel, who was afraid. Noel nodded silently.

You're a boulder colleague.

"Duh, because I'm not a colleague.... Sort of, you know, kind of like a trusted comrade to hang out with your impotence?

Aren't comrades closer to each other than their colleagues?

"I'll be careful, too."

"Please."

Well, I couldn't handle the magic. I was just watching it in the second half. Let's at least look ahead to the next one and go through the bottom line.

"Curator. I have some material I'd like to look into."

I stopped Fulsey from trying to get upstairs with a bunch of sensational demon paper. Let me show you what a librarian looks like once in a while.