Chapter 60 — Rebecca's Grand Project

When Gao Yang entered the courtyard, he too had seen the trenches Rebecca had directed people to dig in the ground—those lines, some curved, some straight, some crossing, some parallel, formed many geometric structures across this vast courtyard, and on the whole took the rough shape of a magic array. At certain places that seemed to be nodes, wooden stakes and other markers had been set up, and auxiliary white lines were drawn around them. Considering that almost everyone working here could neither read nor count, the auxiliary lines and coordinate positioning must all have been done by Rebecca herself.

She first drew lines on the ground, then told the workers where to dig and how deep—that must be her workflow.

Hearing Hedy's words, Gao Yang shifted his attention from the trenches and looked at her curiously. "Is there something wrong with burying a magic array underground?"

"No... there is no taboo against that," Hedy said, shaking her head. "It is only that most magic circles are left exposed. For one thing, burying them underground takes a great deal more work; for another, mages need to control the circle's operation or monitor its condition, and burying a magic circle would plainly cause trouble."

What she had said was common knowledge. Rebecca, as a third-rank mage (even if fireball was all she could cast), could not possibly have been ignorant of it, and yet the girl had done it anyway. That could only mean her flighty head had once again slipped its reins... Hedy was somewhat uneasy, fearing that Gao Yang would blame Rebecca for it, and that the confidence the latter had so painstakingly built up would suffer a heavy blow.

Still, this child had taken no small number of knocks from childhood on; she would probably bounce back after a while, would she not?

And while Hedy was letting her thoughts run wild, Gao Yang spoke: "Setting aside for now why you buried the circle underground, I want to know first—how did you manage to draw it on the ground with such precision?"

Rebecca was taken aback, not understanding what the Archmage of the Mystic Vein Sect meant by the question.

Gao Yang had in fact asked it in enormous astonishment.

On a plane a hundred meters long and a hundred wide, where naked-eye observation at ground level would already produce serious error, Rebecca had drawn a magic circle that demanded extremely high precision and teemed with every kind of geometric figure!

In the world Gao Song came from, such a thing was not difficult; countless surveying instruments and mathematical tools could handle that kind of drawing. And in this world where magic existed, it could in fact also be done—mages usually employed Mage's Eye or Hawkeye to look down from high above and, by that crude and direct method, complete the drawing of a large magic circle. But could Rebecca?

Apart from a few wooden stakes and some guide lines, she had no advanced tools at all, and this world had no developed system of mathematics or geometry to aid her, while apart from fireball she knew no other magic.

She did not even know Mage's Eye, which even a second-rank mage could master.

So how had she done it?

Gao Yang repeated his question once more: "How did you draw it accurately on the ground?"