The Magic Academy's Physicist

In this world, there were largely two ways to make a hydrogen bomb.

Either you do everything yourself, or get it done with a bunch of people’s help like a macroscience.

At first I worked alone because I thought a one-man job would be better than to teach someone else about physics. Above all, it felt doable since there was the convenience of magic.

Of course, the biggest reason was something else altogether. It was my conscience.

When I thought about the impact of nuclear weapons on humanity, I didn’t want the people here to know about what they were.

But this, too, became a thing of the past.

“I see. So in this way, you can increase the force of the bomb with Air Magic.”

“Yes, technically.”

I had completely forgotten that the time period of this world was around the early-to-mid-20th century on Earth. Even if it weren’t for me, these mages would’ve started making something like nukes within a few years anyway.

If that was the case, there was no other way. The one with experience would have to take the lead.

“Then I wonder if it’d also be possible to use Air Magic to do the opposite and reduce the force.”