In terms of expression, magic undoubtedly has many similarities with psionics.

However, Guilliman certainly knew that the magic in He Shenyan's mouth and the psychic power he was familiar with were two different things.

Psychic power is a power that has not yet been fully developed. So far, human beings have only divided it into five schools of thought. This was still the classification made by the Thousand Sons before the Great Rebellion, and

A full ten thousand years have passed now.

What can psykers do?

Well, there are many things. Mohu’s prophecy, mind reading, environmental perception, and even the ability to predict the opponent’s next thoughts during battle. Teleportation, retrieval of objects from the air, manipulation of time, elemental empowerment...

A range of means beyond the scope of science can be classified as psionics.

However, powerful psykers are rare - ultimately because their abilities originate from the Warp. When a psyker uses his powers, his soul is exposed to the evil gaze of the Warp.

Dangerous and uncontrollable. The reason why humans still use it is because there is no other way.

They must survive, and for this purpose, not to mention risks. Even morality and humanity can be abandoned when necessary.

"...Magic." Guilliman spoke, his voice hoarse. "What exactly is it?"

He Shenyan snapped his fingers and transformed into an armchair. It looked the same as before, with velvet and a light purple interior. The armrests were square, allowing him to tap on it with his fingers to make a crisp sound.

"I appreciate your attitude, Guilliman. Some people think that magic should not be characterized and is a complex and idealistic power. But in fact, magic can be recognized, classified, and even completely mastered.

of."

The mage smiled.

"I used to say that magic is a miracle. Yes, part of it is indeed a miracle. But now I find...it's not all of it."

"Let's get back to the topic, Your Highness the Regent, do you want to learn magic from me?"

It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed.

As a statesman, Guilliman did sometimes use the art of lying. But he couldn't lie to himself - how miserable would a man be if he were to lie to himself? However, the problem lies in another matter.

Everyone has a reason for doing everything, even the Emperor is no exception. So, why did the mage ask this question?

Just after meeting Guilliman's eyes for a moment, He Shenyan knew exactly what he was thinking. He smiled again: "Thirty percent out of interest, forty percent sincerity, and one hundred percent.

I want you to be my teacher when I am thirty."

Guilliman's expression gradually became astonished, while He Shenyan was still explaining that he had no intention of hiding anything.

"I have always done things as I please, regardless of the cost. You should already know how the Destruction of the Depths came, and you also know what I did when I was near the Eye of Terror. So, Guilliman, I am indeed a casual person.

People, I don’t intend to hide this either.”

"However, I am also more serious in some aspects. For example, I am serious about the fact that you are very talented in magic."

"But, how could it be?" Guilliman couldn't help but interjected. "I——"

"——You believe in the truth of the empire, and you want to understand the whole world scientifically. You hate religions and think they are full of madness. You think psychic energy is an uncontrollable force, although this does not prevent you from being devoted to those spiritual beings.

Those who are capable are full of respect.”

His fingers tapped on the armrest, and the crisp and uninterrupted tapping sound resounded in Guilliman's office.

"So?" the mage asked calmly. "What I'm talking about is magic, Guilliman. Say after me, magic. It's not psionics as you know them or all the similar witchcraft and sorcery.

It's not the same kind of thing."

"The form of expression is just an appearance. In those worlds where science does not exist, magic is another way for people to understand the world. I can say that magic is essentially another kind of science. Because it also emphasizes logic, but,

That’s a logic that doesn’t require much logic.”

The mage raised his right hand, and a little orange flame appeared on the tip of his index finger: "Fire can change into water, like this."

The scene before Guilliman's eyes blurred for a moment, and the flames turned into a ball of water.

"Magicians who are proficient in evocation magic believe that any element is controllable, whether it is an element created by magic or an element existing in nature. They are all controllable. The fundamental lies in using the spirit to understand and control everything.

This is the underlying logic of element transformation."

"To put it more simply, you think fire can turn into water, okay, that's okay. You think water can turn into lightning, is this okay too?"

The smile on He Shenyan's face gradually widened: "...Of course you can."

The water ball gradually compressed and disappeared. Guilliman used his superhuman vision to capture the transformation process that was deliberately slowed down by He Shenyan - he saw a flash of purple lightning appear on the tip of the mage's index finger.

His breathing stopped.

What He Shenyan just said made him break out of his original way of thinking and look at the world from a new perspective. This is very difficult. In fact, it is so rare that it feels like climbing to heaven.

No one can completely break away from the original way of thinking. Even the Emperor may not say that he can do this, because he is also a human being. He will always have things he likes and dislikes. Such as art and religion,

Like progress and ignorance.

"...This is difficult." Guilliman said honestly. "I know what you mean, but I don't think I have the ability to do it."

He Shenyan bent the purple lightning, wrapped it around his finger and let it swim, feeling the numbness of the electric shock.

He said lazily: "That's okay, you can be an ordinary mage. Elemental transformation is a very profound thing, and you can do a lot of things without having to learn it."

He bent the fingers of his left hand: "For example, transporting thousands of people from your ship to other ships. For example, using healing spells to suspend the lives of seriously injured and dying soldiers. Or for example, manufacturing food on a large scale...

.Clean medicine can even make a building rise from the ground with the move of a finger.”

How is this ordinary?

Guilliman dared to swear to the Emperor that he had just silently recited the word Emperor in his mind to avoid swearing. How is this ordinary? Is there something wrong with your definition of ordinary?

Then, he immediately thought of another question.

"You said you wanted me to be your teacher..."

Guilliman suddenly stood up from his chair: "...can all ordinary mages do these things?!"

He Shenyan nodded with a smile.

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