Chapter 163: Northern Wall (2)

Scholars are those who contemplate the entire continent from a cramped table. They are called dreamers, doubters, or philosophers because of their unique temperaments. They calculate the outside in a seated position and anticipate the flow of history with their theory. However, speculation and formulas without direct experience are not often believed, easily dismissed as absurd or too far from reality.

Even if it is close to the correct answer by chance, it won’t be important to the empire as a whole.

“There are not enough reasons to believe it completely. Professor Deculein is, of course, a well-known figure in the world of magic. However, this study is outside magic, and even the Floating Island is ignoring the proof of the argument.”

Therefore, it was no coincidence that such controversy arose in the Imperial Palace. As a scholar rather than a wizard, Deculein invented his concept and devised a calculation formula to predict the size of the monster wave.

“Of course, we would have accepted any warnings. However, Professor Deculein’s prediction is too pessimistic and provocative. Fifteen times the Wave from 19 years ago?”

The monster wave from 19 years ago was a major event recorded in textbooks. There were still many people who hadn’t forgotten the scars of that day, and several villages in the North still hadn’t recovered.

“Simply put, it’s the delusions of an eschatologist. If it weren’t for the name Deculein, no one would have listened. This sacred place would not have been swayed by such nonsense.”

This was Romellock’s, the Secretary of State’s, remarks. The reaction of the other ministers all varied, but few of them rushed to help. Of course, Deculein’s warning was difficult to understand, but it was because of the status of the Yukline family they moved.

Sophien glanced to Romellock.

“Are you saying you don’t believe it, Secretary?”

“Yes.”

“Is there no one who can refute Romellock’s words?”

The faction standing behind Romellock shouted.

“I believe that Prince Romellock is right, Your Majesty.”

All the rest of the ministers backed off. Sophien found it ridiculous.

“…You’re too small-minded. Enough! I will listen to the experts.”

The Imperial Palace hired university scholars to verify Deculein’s theory.

“I’m Luton, professor of mathematics at the Imperial University. I’m so honored to see Your Majesty-“

“Explain it to these guys. I don’t need to hear it.”

Sophien had already firmly embraced the concept of a collision value. In her opinion, Deculein’s theory itself was perfect. However, as she expected, the ministers were having a hard time believing it.

“Yes. Professor Deculein’s collision value is quite complicated. There is a process of calculation I had written…”

Luton began to explain, pulling over a blackboard prepared in advance.