Within the confines of a tower that had a patched-up wall, were two people standing around a large piece of paper where several others were strewn all over the ground.
Anyone unrelated to the subject will find it hard to understand the scribbles and random shapes on the parchment and the strange symbols that it represented.
"That little bastard, I never thought he'll solve it, this actually makes far more sense," Master Rain spoke to his attendant.
"I still can't figure out how he managed to realize that this was a mathematical inscription," the attendant said.
"I don't understand too, he said something about Algorithm, and when I asked him what that was, he said it was a jargon he uses. Basically, it's some sort of cumulative and finite succession of predefined course of operations that will permit one to resolve a problem." Master rain said.
"And what is that?" asked the attendant.
