Chapter 242 Solution to the Problem?
"Yellow," Vicente responded.
Meanwhile, his men looked at Newton and saw him make a thoughtful expression and look at their leader.
"And what is your magical form? Are you going to tell me it's ordinary, too?" Newton asked before making conclusions about Vicente's situation.
"No. It's unusual. I'd say one of the most unusual you can imagine." Vicente answered the first thing Newton had expected him to say.
But even though he knew that Vice's magical form was unusual, that alone wasn't enough to justify the fact that Vicente had been able to absorb a yellow pentagram.
'Is it an auxiliary characteristic of his magical form?' Newton pondered. 'No. It can't be. In Professor Reid's words, Cesar's magical form has nothing to do with physical characteristics.
It might even be possible that one day Cesar will be able to change his physical characteristics depending on his luck with pentagrams. Still, at the moment, that shouldn't be possible.
Newton had heard all the accounts of the teachers who had arrived at Ironcrest hours before Vicente and his men. He knew how Vice's powers worked, and earlier, he had only asked the young man to show his pentagram to verify the truth of the teachers' words.
Now that he knew they hadn't made anything up, Newton felt he could trust their words and knew that Cesar shouldn't be able to change his physical features with his special powers.
Having come to this conclusion, he was faced with a problem.
"I don't believe." He said, referring to Vicente's talent. "If everything about you, except for that yellow pentagram, is 'ordinary,' how are you alive?
To do this without anything else special, you'd have to have two or three bodies inside you to withstand the physical and mental demands of a pentagram of such a level.
You'd have to have at least twice the mana of an ordinary level 1 Acolyte. But that's impossible. Even if more talented magicians have denser and more voluminous mana than those of the same level, someone with your characteristics shouldn't be like that."
Vicente's eyes sparkled under his mask when those sweet words came out of Newton's mouth.
He said, trying to contain his excitement. "Two or three bodies? That sounds strange, Professor Newton. It would be easier to consider that I have two or three Magic Gems."
Hearing it, Vicente's three men laughed along with their boss, knowing how impossible these words were, which indicated that their boss was making fun of this genius' words.
Newton looked at Vicente strangely, but he didn't suspect anything. It really was impossible, and after a moment's thought, he couldn't help but laugh as well.
"Yeah, I guess I let my thoughts go further than they should have." He sighed, seeing such a difficult case for the first time. 'Maybe I still have a lot to learn. I'm only a Mage, after all.' He clenched his fists. 'I must become a Sovereign as soon as possible!'
While Newton was thinking, Vicente asked a question. "But Professor, your hypothesis is fascinating, even if it's difficult to explain or to realize. But if that were the case, wouldn't the magic base of someone like that be unstable? After all, if someone like that had the characteristics of two or three people, wouldn't they need double or triple the number of pentagrams to stay stable?"
Newton put his thoughts aside and looked at Cesar, seeing that this young man was also interested in absurd hypotheses, a good trait in scholars.
He thought for a moment and answered with the best he could think of. "I don't think so."
"No?" Vicente wondered.
"If it were possible for a body to have double or triple the normal characteristics of a magician at their level, as in the case of having two Magic Gems, then someone like that would have two pentagrams instead of one. Or rather, their first pentagram would be twice as strong as the others.
So, in that case, even if you had characteristics beyond normal that would make your magical base unstable, it wouldn't happen because you would have more essences than normal.
Vicente narrowed his eyes. "I don't understand."
"Sigh... Consider the case of a person with two Magic Gems. They would have two pentagrams in the 1st stage, right?" Newton used this impossible example to help Cesar understand his words.
"Yes."
"So when they reached the 2nd stage, they would have the same two pentagrams before they tried to hunt down more of those essences. But two pentagrams are enough to keep the magical foundation stable even for someone who is up to ten times stronger than a level 1 Acolyte, equivalent to the mana power of a mid-level Mage.
That means that even if they had double or triple the characteristics of an ordinary person, they could not absorb their third pentagram until they were 3.3 to 5 times stronger than a level 1 Acolyte, i.e., a level 5 Acolyte.
In other words, this person could go up to level 5 without absorbing the third pentagram of one of their Magic Gems!' Newton said this with a twinkle in his eye, imagining a magician with these characteristics.
"In other words, even if this magician didn't absorb double or triple pentagrams as you thought, they would still have a stable magical foundation.
If they only focused on completing the pentagrams of one of the Magic Gems, they shouldn't have any problems with instability."
Vice secretly clenched his fists in excitement at hearing all this from a genius like Newton!
"Really?" He asked, still using his mana to distort his voice.
"That should be the case, according to what magic theory teaches us." Newton sighed. "But there are no guarantees. It could change if someone like this gets stronger. Besides, I could be wrong since there are no cases like this described in the literature.
I was just guessing what the situation would be like for such a person based on what happens to ordinary magicians."
"I see..." Vicente wasn't unhappy about it.
If Newton's theory were correct, then he wouldn't have to worry about his second gem in the short term.
'I won't go hunting for pentagrams in the short term. I'll wait until I reach the 4th stage before I reconsider the situation.' Vicente made up his mind, confident in following Newton's words in the short term.
Newton knew much more than he did and was a genius who was respected even by the royal family, a high-level power who influenced even the Sovereigns.
With that, Vice felt a weight lifted from his shoulders, one less worry for the short term.
Newton looked at him again and said. "As for your case, Cesar, you should..."
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