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

When the three Military Settlement Officers hurried back to the smelter, Carlos was leading the apprentices in "dismantling" the iron smelting furnace, and Soria was there too.


Carlos's face was covered in forge ash, which had mixed with sweat to form a mud-like substance, smearing his face to look like a calico cat.


Yet the dirt on his cheeks could not hide Carlos's excitement. The young blacksmith, having shaken off his earlier dejection, rushed over to Winters, gesticulating excitedly, "It worked! Sir! It worked!"


Carlos was so excited that he was tripping over his words.


"Soria!" Winters called over the middle-aged blacksmith, "You tell me."


When Winters and the old blacksmith Poltan had gone to Forging Village, Soria did not follow but stayed to watch over the furnace.


It turned out to be a day from dawn to dusk without any "liquid iron" flowing out. Carlos was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and Soria was somewhat frustrated as well.


Chapter 44 Smelting Furnace