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

The council hall erupted into chaos, councilors expressing shock, doubt, or rage.


Old Priskin's words landed with a thud, "With the hoofbeats over our heads and scimitars at our necks, whoever dares to hoard or speculate is a criminal! They should be stripped of their property and have their families wiped out!"


Some councilors turned angry, others panicked, and still others had already left their seats, nearly ready to flee the scene.


Winters looked around the hall, taking in everyone's expressions, and suddenly burst into laughter, slamming his hand on the table.


Caman, Xial, and the councilors were all baffled, not even old Priskin understood.


"Mr. Priskin, let's not bring up such a method again. If I had wanted to kill someone, I would have done so already; why would I need to call you all to a council meeting?" Winters laughed heartily, leaning forward and back, pointing at the people in the hall, "Look, they all think I've conspired with you in advance, putting on a show."


Chapter 53 Relief_2