A Possibility

The big explosion that occurred at the village hall caused considerable damage to Oak Village.

At the time, Frederick, Ah Fu, Frederick's coachman, and two guards were staying in the village hall, a total of five people, all of whom were blown away.

Ah Fu was blown onto a chicken coop at a nearby house, killing three old hens. He suffered multiple scrapes and bruises.

The guard who was keeping watch at the village hall entrance was blown out horizontally, leaving a deep furrow in the mud softened by the rain. His left shoulder was dislocated.

The resting guard landed on the roof of a house, breaking his right leg when it hit a roof beam.

The coachman was just an ordinary person. This time, he narrowly escaped death, landing on a haystack. He only broke two ribs and suffered a gash to his head.

The perpetrator was blown into an oak tree. The dagger Maria had given him, which originally belonged to the Grand Duke of Mainz, was a magic item. The defensive magic on the scabbard activated automatically, preventing him from being seriously injured. He only had a branch stuck in his gluteus maximus.

The falling roof of the blown-up building caused considerable damage, piercing the roofs of many houses. Fortunately, the heaviest main beam landed in the pigsty, preventing major losses.

The entire Oak Village was in chaos for a while. Fortunately, Manuel and Bishop Clement, who were staying at a farmer's house, stepped forward in time and directed the students and clergy to calm the people and treat the injured. By the time the rain stopped at dawn, the village had returned to peace.

The rain stopped at dawn the next day. With Bishop Clement and other clergy providing treatment, the injured people and livestock were basically fine.

Frederick was immediately put into a carriage and sent back to Weissenburg, where the castle was once again in a flurry of activity.

Richard Nahl, who was in charge of Weissenburg, threw down his fishing rod and rushed back to the castle after hearing the news. When he arrived at Frederick's bedroom, he saw him sitting up in bed, looking well, but with a head full of bumps.

"This serious?" Richard Nahl was greatly surprised. He reached out and touched his head, which resembled a Buddha's head. "Does your head hurt? Are you dizzy? Do you feel like puking?"

Frederick winced in pain and shrank his neck back. He replied, "I'm fine myself. These bumps on my head were poked by Psyche."

Just a moment ago, Psyche had been poking his head and scolding him for half an hour.

Richard Nahl was startled and then noticed Psyche sitting in a chair by the window, her face frighteningly dark.

He asked strangely, "What's going on?"

Psyche said coldly, "Nothing. It's just that he came into contact with a Domain you haven't encountered, and he almost killed himself."

Richard Nahl immediately understood the general situation. He turned and said sternly to Frederick, "Although I don't know what you did, you must remember that among the most foolish ways to die, being killed by your own magic ranks high."

Frederick immediately replied, "I will remember!"

He understood the principle, but this time he had originally intended to create fireworks. He had never heard of anything special about the collision of magic elements, and he didn't expect it to explode in the end.

Richard Nahl didn't ask him what he had done. Although they were master and disciple, they each had their own life-saving secrets. He just said, "You should rest well. Tell me directly if you feel uncomfortable anywhere. If there are any lingering effects, it will be difficult to deal with later. Let others handle things. If they don't, they should return their salary."

Frederick nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the bedroom window was suddenly opened, and Katie climbed in from outside.

Ignoring her sweaty hair, Psyche by the window, and her father across the bed, she walked quickly to the bed. Her eyes were as sharp as swords, and she asked sharply, "Who did it? Have they been caught? Do you know who ordered it? If it's not convenient to retaliate openly, do you want me to find someone to help? Those guys from the Freedom Society owe me a favor."

Frederick quickly replied, "No one assassinated me. Something went wrong when I was experimenting with magic myself."

"I had a Magic Shield blocking it at the time. I'm fine now."

Katie asked somewhat uncertainly, "Really? It's really not someone trying to assassinate you, and this is just fake news they put out?"

"Really," Frederick nodded and said.

"You!" Katie suddenly became very angry and poked Frederick's head with her finger, lecturing him. "Do you know that among the most foolish ways to die, being killed by your own magic ranks among the top three!"

"How much do you know about magic now? You're messing around before you've even built a solid foundation. What if you die?!"

Frederick nodded while grimacing in pain. His Senior Sister's pokes to his head were not light, and her technique was exactly the same as Psyche's.

Now, the bumps on his head were symmetrical about the left and right axis.

"You should rest well," Katie squeezed Frederick's face. "I'll go make you something delicious."

Katie left the bedroom, and Richard Nahl followed behind her. As they left the door, a voice came from outside, "Katie, I want to talk to you about the Freedom Society..."

Only Frederick and Psyche were left in the bedroom, and it fell into a strange silence for a moment.

Psyche was the first to come after Frederick returned. After learning what had happened, she poked his head full of bumps to teach him a lesson.

Frederick was still confused. Why would the collision of magic elements cause such a violent explosion?

Facing this question, Psyche first locked the doors and windows, cast a Barrier for sound insulation, sat on the edge of the bed, sighed, and said seriously, "You have touched the essence of the magic elements in this world."

"Huh?" Frederick was so startled he almost jumped out of bed.

Psyche continued, "It can create such enormous energy with relatively little energy. If made into a weapon, it could flatten Weissenburg, physically and geometrically flatten it."

Frederick's expression changed several times in an instant, and the shock in his heart was difficult to calm down for a while.

What the heck is going on?

Did he just create a nuclear bomb with his bare hands?

Frederick immediately thought of a question: "But, I haven't heard of this happening before?"

Psyche reached out and squeezed his face, saying calmly, "Do you think you are an ordinary person?"

"Be careful, study slowly. This world might change because of you."

Frederick pouted and said, "Then why don't you change it?"

Psyche shrugged and said, "I am just a passerby."

Frederick's eyes lit up. This was the first time she had talked about something related to her identity. He seized the opportunity and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Psyche smiled slightly and replied, "Why do you think I'm human?"

"Huh?!" Frederick was taken aback, unsure what to say for a moment.

Psyche just gave him a strange smile and then left the bedroom.

Frederick thought about his upcoming work arrangements in the bedroom for a while until Katie brought him lunch.

He was a little surprised when he saw the lunch; it was sausage pizza. The base wasn't large, likely made from leftover steamed bun dough.

The improvised pizza tasted good, and Frederick ate it happily. A kind smile appeared on Katie's face.

"Senior Sister," Frederick suddenly asked, "Can you form a ring like this and make the magic elements inside spin as fast as possible?"

Katie didn't understand why, but she did as he asked, forming a blue Water Element ring above her palm.

The Water Elements in the ring continuously accelerated, finally reaching a limit.

Frederick realized the problem. Katie's strength wasn't bad, but her control over the speed of the magic elements' movement wasn't fast.

A flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of a possibility.