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

Having said that, the short and plump representative flung his hands and walked away.


"Where are you going?" the tall and thin representative suddenly felt afraid—afraid that the other would go to tattle.


"Cleaning the toilets!" the short and plump representative left without looking back.


The other representatives found the situation dull and also dispersed.


Samujin, who had come to see Winters, had just witnessed this little farce.


"Centurion! These guys really don't know what's good for them." Samujin reported to Winters indignantly: "You teach them disease prevention, yet they dare to complain about you! I used to think these sirs were respectable people, but now I see they are all good-for-nothings."


Winters smiled and patted Samujin's arm: "Do you have serious matters to report?"


'The Centurion is still too soft-hearted.' Samujin thought to himself: 'Wait, I'll handle this.'


Chapter 61 Confrontation_2