Morgan seemed to have been ignited with fierce fighting spirit. This old scholar, who had come from the ranks of Court Mages in old Ansu, had once thought himself a man who had seen through all things. Time had given him steadiness and calm, yet over the past two years he had discovered that his passion for new things had never truly faded. The last time he had felt such blazing enthusiasm was when Paramel Observatory had just been completed.
Back then, he had gazed through modern enchanted lens arrays and automatic calibration arrays for the first time, observing a starry sky many times vaster than anything he had seen before. New Era recording equipment creaked beside him as it spat out real-time parameters from other astronomical Observation Points, while greetings from the imperial capital came through the Communication Terminal... When an entire age had come crashing in, he had been just as excited as he was today.
To be fair, his resistance to the conjecture mentioned in that awkwardly worded, grammatically childish paper was not as strong as he had made it seem. Though the conjecture was far too incredible and seriously defied ordinary people's understanding of the world, as an old scholar who had spent most of his life exploring the mysteries of magic, he knew that many "truths" in this world inherently ran counter to people's intuitive perceptions. But then again... understanding was one thing. The claims of that Unified Fluctuation Conjecture were simply far too outrageous, especially its "theoretical support." To a rigorous and traditional scholar like Morgan, it was utterly unacceptable.
Merely by extending an interpretation of the Wave Nature of Magic Power, merely by speculating about certain phenomena, and merely through one "observation result" that no one else could reproduce and that had left