Yin Zidian

Is Magic really just a wish machine?
No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics.
This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic.
But what of it?
Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature.
Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician.
But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws.
The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason!
The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together.
Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic.
The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

"There are fewer people doing the real work." Sopujin thought hard, "And... it's very dangerous. Small gangs can lose control at any time. Last week's brawl, two were crippled, and I hanged another two, just like that, four able workers gone."


"So what do you plan to do?" Winters put down his pen.


"I can manage for now, I think it's best to make the prisoners understand that there's only one fist that rules in the labor camp. If it becomes unmanageable, then I'll think of ways to separate them."


"Very good, really very good." Winters sat up straight, putting away his smile, and called out, "Sopujin! Sopujin Sopujin!"


Sopujin stood up abruptly, as if he were sitting on a hot iron, "Present!"


"Pardon of prisoners is ostensibly in response to the petitions from Revodan and North Eight Towns," Winters enunciated each word, "In reality, I couldn't care less about the prisoners. I am here to set you free!"


Chapter 38 Factory_4