In a certain room in Chaldeea, two men were gathered on a table, and on the plastic plate table in front of them, placed a spread book, in which dense blocks of lead numbers were connected by small symbols, forming something similar to a spell.

"Hmm............"

The man with an iron helmet and his entire face hidden under the mask let out such a long, distressed voice. As he muttered, the flames on top of the helmet exploded, surging sparks almost to the ceiling!

"Hey, calm down, calm down, just, it's just a math problem, don't take it so seriously."

Seeing him like this, the old man sitting across from him hurriedly persuaded him.

This is his room! The ceiling is burned black, and it's still yourself who is uncomfortable to live in!

As he spoke, the old man quickly closed the book on the table.

It wasn't until the annoying combination of numbers disappeared that the flames above the man's head subsided.

I saw that his two thick and powerful arms were crossed in front of his chest, and his hands were clasped to his chest, almost like a Greek statue.

In fact, he himself had a close relationship with Greece - Leonidas.

In anyone's mind, Sparta was a bunch of brainless muscular people.

Only Leonidas vehemently denied this.

Incidentally, Leonidas rejects the notion of both. It is true that most of the Spartans were brainless muscles, but! As the leader of Sparta, he still knows how to calculate and is good at mathematics!

After all, if everyone is not good at calculations, there must be one or two people!

Today, too, Leonidas heard that a mathematician had come to the Chaldees!

Moreover, not caster, but archer!

How could this not excite him?

Now in the Chaldees, the closest thing to a mathematician is Napoleon.

Historically, Napoleon was a man who was very good at mathematics, but he was still a little short of the level of mathematician.

Leonidas talked to Napoleon, but the topic would definitely turn into battlefields, strategizing, and so on.

In particular, watching a young brat talk with an overflowing confidence was not such a pleasant experience for Leonidas. Sparta worships the strong. Disdain magic and the like. Looking at this thin emperor, I always wanted him to grow more muscles.

So he heard that Caleb had a new mathematician, and he immediately came to pay his respects.

Upon hearing that the other party was a mathematician, Moriarty was also very surprised, and said in his heart...... I really haven't studied much history, why, mathematicians had to have muscles in ancient times?

If you think about it, it's right. He doesn't know much about the pedants of a particular study, and once they talk about the field they are good at, they will talk about a lot of proofs that others don't understand at all, and have nothing to do with each other's problems, just to show that they are knowledgeable and wise, and the result is often that the audience doesn't get what they want, and they waste their time in vain.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, it will also be accompanied by some nouns that I often use, and the other party says [no! That's not what the word means] and then Rory went on a whole bunch of them.

Modern people have a brand new term for this kind of person, which is called "Gong Jing".

Things that can be explained clearly in two sentences must be hidden in a long speech, and they are basically explanations that have nothing to do with the other party's question, and they often criticize one or a few words in the other party's discourse, opening the topic and changing the topic on the grounds of [inaccurate statement].

If you think about it, this kind of person is really underwhelming.

In modern times, because of the protection of the law, it is illegal to beat someone, and you can't hit the other party across the Internet. In ancient times, it was different, everyone discussed knowledge face-to-face, and they liked to lift the bar so much, if they didn't have a good body, they would be easily beaten to death.

Moriarty reached an understanding on his own, so he chose a simple mathematical formula from his book on asteroid mechanics to show him.

So there was the opening scene.

"What's the use of learning this kind of thing?"

Leonidas threw out such a sentence indignantly.

"Hmm...... What's the use of you asking me...... I don't know. ”

Moriarty smiled.

"I'm just a mathematician, researching problems, solving problems. Validate your own resolution. This book, at the beginning, was only an inadvertent discovery of a practical way to destroy the world...... Then I began to test whether my idea was correct without hesitation. ”

Moriarty said, looking up at the blackened ceiling.

"Humph!"

Leonidas made a voice unconvinced.

"This kind of thing! There is no real effect at all! Mathematics should be something practical! Marching to fight! Exercise daily! will become more organized because of mathematics! ”

He made a completely different opinion. As he spoke, he reached out and clicked on the "Asteroid Mechanics" that had been closed on the table.

"Only studying this kind of ethereal thing, you are really similar to the people in Athens."

"Well, I'll admit it. A lot of meaningless questions in mathematics. This is especially true for problems such as opening the sluice gate and filling water with a pipe at the same time. Isn't that pointless! ”

Moriarty sighed at his words, trying to end the topic and drive the stupid big guy away.

Where to use him to rush? Leonidas confirmed that he didn't understand the math in his mouth at all, and wanted to leave a long time ago.

After all, no matter how much Leonidas didn't want to admit it, he was a member of Sparta after all, and no matter how seriously he thought about it, he was only good at thinking in his muscular brain. It's like the first place in the fifth grade of elementary school and the first place among the professors in the mathematics department, which are two completely different concepts.

Although they are all first place.

The mathematics in Leonidas' mouth is the closest to Napoleon's mathematics. Learning numbers is to kill enemies better. After all, Napoleon was born as an artilleryman, and whether he liked it or not, he had to calculate the trajectory. You can't use language to calculate ballistics, right?

Leonidas' exchange with Napoleon would inevitably turn out to be a frantic argument that the commander should defeat the enemy with his muscles, and the other that the commander should sit in the rear and strategize. Anyway, neither of the two can convince anyone's meaningless level.

Confused by the formulas in Moriarty's asteroid mechanics, Leonidas put on his spear and shield and said goodbye, and Leonidas left without looking back, with the emotion that mathematicians like me who advocate the application of the world are so few.

Moriarty touched the book on his desk, and couldn't help but look regretful and nostalgic.

"Joining forces with Baal, the Demon God Pillar, has proven his way to destruction. This time...... I will definitely ...... too."

Moriarty closed his eyelids and opened them again, and all the gentle expressions were gone, leaving only cunning and the determination not to give up until the goal was achieved.

"This time - I will definitely prove my conclusion. There won't be any problems. ”