MTL - Iron Powder and Spellcasters-Chapter 7 Mass-produced magic warfare tool man

  Chapter 7 Mass Production Magical Warfare Tool Man

   After laughing, Winters still kindly reminded Ike: "The description of magicians in ancient books must be exaggerated, but since the court magicians can be the emperor's thugs, they must have real skills.

   Maybe they are the magicians, and the spellcasters are just mass-produced magic warfare tools. "

   "Magic must be of great use on the battlefield." Although Ike has never been on the battlefield, he is obviously a staunch supporter of the army policy: "The court wizard is the most trusted executioner of [Crazy Emperor] Richard."

   "The whole league can't find a spellcaster as powerful as a court wizard. On the battlefield, spellcasting is a megaphone."

  Ike didn't understand what Winters meant.

"That's not what I said, that's what General Taylor said." Winters imitated General Taylor's drake voice: "Amplification is great! Immediate command is great! Snare drums are about to be eliminated. Good Practice amplifying, and do less messy and useless tricks."

"Listen to what the top man in the army has to say about spellcasters - useless tricks." Winters had a funny idea: "If there is portable fire, fire spells can be eliminated. If someone invented amplifying tools, spellcasters might be able to. unemployment."

   "You are all the eyeballs of the Army!" Ike asked Winters determinedly: "Do you know about [Ten Years of Personnel]?"

"What's the meaning?"

   "For the promotion of military personnel, the first thing to do is to determine the age - to be in the military, what is the second thing?

   "Secondly, there must be a vacancy - a position."

"Many seniors can't be promoted even if they are old enough to be in the military. The more difficult it is, the more difficult it is. But as long as the spellcaster is old enough, they will be promoted. Ten years will definitely be promoted to major, and twenty years will definitely be promoted to colonel. That's what it means. "

   "It's not fair." Although the beneficiary, Winters still thinks so: "This is chaos."

   He had never heard of "Ten Years of Personnel", and even if he had, he didn't really care.

   He had no idea about this aspect since he was a child, nor was he keen on "being a high-ranking official", and he didn't even like going to the military school very much.

  He is even more in the world of gears, clockwork and drive shafts: fiddling with small machines, making small models with wooden sticks, restoring objects according to ancient books...

   Winters became a soldier because he could not have taken any other path.

   He came from a military family, and following his father's career path is as normal as breathing.

   Even he couldn't imagine what [Winters the carpenter, the blacksmith] was like.

   "Okay, let's not talk about this." Seeing that he was going to hold a critical meeting for the generals again, Ike quickly ended the topic: "Why is the fire spell not strong? Control flame is not good?"

Winters sighed: "The magic of fire is not to control the flame, but to use magic to replace the flame to achieve the effect. Without fuel, there is no fire. Things like stones will not burn even if the court mage is called over. .

   Therefore, fire spells rely heavily on alchemy materials, while acceleration spells just need some hard objects, and sound spells don’t even need casting materials. If you are fighting for your life, you will solve me with one sword before I can take out the materials for casting spells. "

   "How could that be?" Ike said with a smile, "I didn't burn my hair just now. If it was a real fight, would you win if you set my hair on fire?"

   This nasty idea gave Winters some inspiration: "It may be difficult, but it is feasible."

   The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became: "What a dirty idea, I want to write it down in my spell book. Now, you also have a unique spell. It's called [Axel's Hair Burning], how about it?"

   "This is a spell? It's too much fun!"

   "Why not? An arm, a sword, can be divided into countless tricks. You think of a unique use of fire-like spells, why not invent spells?"

   "It's called hair burning," Ike responded.

   "With an idea, the rest is experimentation and practice. I have to find some real hair to practice. Would you like to donate some to me?"

   "Then if I shave all my hair, will this trick still work?"

   "Then..." Winters thought for a while: "...Then I can only use my old routine. With a flash, swipe the sword and slash."

  Ike smiled softly: "I really want to be a spellcaster, even the worst spellcaster. Not for 'ten years' or anything else, I just like magic."

   Winters could understand what Ike was saying, who didn't dream of being a knight and a magician when he was young?

   When he learned that he was a spellcaster, he also had sleepless nights with excitement.

  It's a pity, although the ability of an untrained spellcaster is like a small spark knocked out by a scythe.

   But if you want to start a fire, let alone flames, you must at least have a little spark.

   There is no spark, so how do you make a fire?

   "If you really become a spellcaster, you might still feel like that."

   "Tell me more about what it feels like."

"It hurts, it really hurts, it's like being tortured, the kind of torture you can't imagine." Winters' face was a little red: "But it's a little addictive, withdrawing from the casting state, mentally It's a little empty."

   "Addictive and painful?" Ike asked.

"Yes."

   "Isn't it contradictory?"

   "Not contradictory." Winters blushed even more: "Without some kind of compensation, who can withstand the torture of using magic?"

   "After all, it's still cool?"

   "That's not..."

   "Is it because your needs are special?" Ike became more and more suspicious.

   Winters was furious: "Of course not!"

"Forget it, don't need tomorrow, just today." Ike held Winters' arm tightly, with a serious expression: "When the get out of class is over, you will take me to the [Christian] teacher, I think now ...I may well have slipped through the net!"

   (end of this chapter)