Chapter 8 Proof Omitted

Outside Thunder City.

Romain Sagan's Tower.

"Teacher, your dinner." Tessa walked into the familiar study room carrying a dinner plate.

Roman moved his body sitting on the gray armchair. Most of his body was hidden in the shadow of the setting sun, so that Tessa didn't see clearly when she first came in.

"Another day has passed." The ninety-six-year-old old magician suddenly sighed.

Regardless of strength or thinking, the Magister can be described as unfathomable, but Tessa, who has been with Roman for more than ten years and is deeply loved, can somewhat understand the teacher's thoughts. Things like sadness about the passage of time, and "

The temperament of "Guide to the Storm" is seriously inconsistent. The reason why the teacher expressed such emotion is that he is obviously still worried about accepting a disciple.

Princes fell short.

But it's the only option at the moment.

She really couldn't help the teacher worry about this kind of thing.

"How about you go today?" Roman held his pipe and ignored the food on the table.

Roman hesitated and looked at the other wooden box, but finally followed the same example and took out the manuscript.

Roman slapped the manuscript and his palm on the expensive desk made of yellow clover wood. A vague aura emanated from the contact surface between his palm and the table. In his sight, bookshelves, books, tables and chairs, all objects

Quickly twisting along an indescribable curve.

"How many?" Roman's eyes were already on the dinner plate.

Roman blew out a smoke ring and shot it out the door.

Tessa pondered for a moment: "Teacher's vision is very accurate."

The last ray of light outside the tower disappeared into the night, and the moment the study fell into darkness, a gemstone lit up in the middle of the ceiling. Although it was only the size of a thumb, it illuminated the entire study as bright as day.

After Roman carefully finished a piece of sausage, when he looked at the potato pieces filled with gravy next to him, he had completely lost his appetite.

The smoke ring, which was only the size of a coin when exiting, quickly grew in size, and by the time it reached the door, it was already half a person tall.

The smoke here was so thick that it was almost hard to see the road, and the pungent smell of tobacco made Tessa cough twice.

The smoke ring split into two and disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

Roman waved his hand casually, opened the lid of the wooden box, and the manuscripts inside floated obediently to the desk one by one, and were finally stacked in front of Roman.

…

"So, overall, what do you think of Princess?"

With the candlelight flickering, the door opened automatically without any wind, but it stopped at the maximum angle with great precision without making any sound.

As soon as I opened the door, I was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something and looked towards the door of the study.

Roman held the pipe in one hand and kept switching the manuscript with the other, sometimes nodding and sometimes sighing in silence.

Roman took the second picture, which was the side view and top view of the windmill.

As usual, Tessa got up and washed up, then took the breakfast prepared by the servant to Romain Sagan's study. She knew very well that the teacher would leave the bedroom before six o'clock every day.

"Where's a good place?" Roman asked, leaning on the back of his chair and closing his eyes.

"His Excellency Gall admitted that he had checked it one last time, but did not propose any modifications."

"Tell me the important point." Roman interrupted his disciple and said dissatisfiedly.

The more Roman looked at it, the more he frowned. In the end, he even put the pipe on the table, holding two pages of manuscripts in each hand and looked at them. He glanced at them for a few times, then put them down and thought for a moment, then picked them up and continued reading.

After reading the title, you already have an idea.

"His Excellency Donald Gall and Prince's father asked me to convey my respect to you..."

At his age, it is already very good to be able to eat meat for every meal. Magicians are good at mental strength and have no physical advantage. The reason for longevity is nothing more than special magic methods such as potions.

In less time than before, Roman almost finished reading the box of manuscripts. When the last pile was left, he stood up and poured himself a glass of water.

She waved her hand to disperse the smoke, walked all the way to the desk, put down the dinner plate, and immediately walked to the window and opened the arched window.

Below is an elevation view of a windmill.

"Yeah." Roman nodded slightly: "Is there any shortcomings?"

Roman quickly turned through several pages, intending to skip the parts that he had expected, but found that the handwriting on these pages was particularly small, as if the person who wrote them could not bear to part with the paper.

Roman found himself feeling anxious for the first time in nearly a century. While he was troubled, he also felt a little fresh.

…

"If I have to say something negative, the style of the windmill is more traditional and not very good-looking." Tessa said seriously.

"Teacher, your..."

As the final assessment of Prince, Roman Sagan did not personally inspect the magic windmill. Instead, he asked his disciple Tessa to accept it on his behalf. This further strengthened Donald and others' thinking that the magic windmill was just a walking machine.

After a scene, Romain Sagan had already made up his mind.

The thin and slender fingers took the first piece of paper and saw only one line of large characters: Overall design drawing of the windmill.

"Because we couldn't use white beech wood, we used magic patterns instead."

The next moment, two heavy wooden boxes floated into the study room. If you look carefully, the two smoke rings seemed to be tied up like ropes, and then an invisible giant carried them in one by one.

Tessa smiled and said: "The point is, that magic windmill is not bad."

"It can be seen that the set Z(U) has strong convergence properties according to [UF]... The basic logic of the third-level module: in the positive value of the non-extension mapping arc, there are infinite pairs of regression counts with a constant tendency α surface (proof

(omitted), in summary we can conclude..."

It only took less than half an hour to read an entire box of manuscripts in one go.

"Was Donald involved?"

Tessa finished her bath, changed into her pajamas and was about to go to bed when she suddenly noticed a vibration coming from all directions, but it disappeared without a trace in just an instant.

After taking a few pictures, I finally started the formal magic design part.

"It really doesn't look good." Tessa stuck out her tongue, deliberately trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Even so, in the eyes of elves and other races who are still under 100 years old, humans still die too quickly.

early morning.

Roman finally had some reaction. He sat upright from the armchair, knocked his pipe on the expensive table, and said angrily: "Is this a problem with the windmill, or is your aesthetic gradually running counter to the public?"

Roman put the dinner plate on the corner of the table, picked up the pipe again and put it in his mouth. After taking a few puffs, he picked up a red-covered book at hand, opened it and started reading.

After sitting back in the armchair, I picked up a manuscript.

Roman sighed: "Now that you have decided, there is no need to hesitate anymore. Let's inform Princes tomorrow and ask him to come to the Magic Tower to meet me."

"The best thing is the wind direction guidance magic circle. It is said that this was completed independently by Prince. Secondly, the overall structure is very careful, logical and well organized."

"Forget it, I won't read anymore." Roman shook his head and picked up a sausage.

Roman shook his head helplessly.

He brought the manuscript closer so that he could see it clearly, and saw the beginning: "Let the vertices of the hexagram be recorded as a~f (as shown in the figure below), the equilateral triangle ace is the main S frame, and the inverted triangle bdf is the sub-G frame.

, the total distance is 12ab, because the 75F surface domain is parallel to the α surface domain (results proved on pages 15 to 19 of this chapter), then, the Φ(s) identity is..."

But the next moment, everything was back to normal.

When reading this, Roman's brows couldn't help but frown, and he quickly turned to page 15: "About the proof process of the parallelism of the 75F surface domain and the α surface domain, that is, the cutting double loop regression counting template of the Φ(s) identity: According to especially

Byrne Finley's formula (hereinafter referred to as [UF]), it is known that LP(n+1) is within the positive part of the aeta function..."

"About the magic pattern design of the wind wheel bearing part".

Thinking of the lavishness of the previous design drawings, Roman became a little curious about this paper-saving writer.

"Snapped!"

"Then you can enjoy it slowly." Tessa said and left slowly.

Tessa bowed her head and saluted, and then said: "By the way, teacher, Princes has sent all the design manuscripts of the magic windmill. They are just outside the study door. Do you want to move them in for you?"

"The two big boxes are all made of gray bird paper. They are probably more expensive than the cost of the windmill itself." Tessa smiled.

He leaned back in his chair again and concentrated on smoking.

However, I only took a few glances and closed the book again.

Thinking that the teacher's study was two floors up, I immediately felt relieved and continued to sleep.

"yes."

"The proof is omitted! What an omission of proof!"

She held her breath and waited for a moment, but found no sign.

"Are you here all night?"

Tessa looked at Romain Sagan sitting in the armchair in surprise, as if he hadn't changed his sitting position all night.

Roman was still holding his pipe in his mouth and ignored his disciple's inquiry. When Tessa approached with some worry, he suddenly said:

"Get ready, let's go to Hall Magic Academy."
Chapter completed!