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 affiliated troops had successfully seized control, and now the most elite armored guards were to burst through the city walls to expand their victories.


The Terdun nobleman awarded this great honor was called Moritz, from the family of the fire makers' mother.


"Herde gods above!" Moritz roared, charging through the city gate at the forefront, "Leave no one behind!"


The other Terdun armored fighters followed closely, screaming weirdly, howling fiercely, and laughing cruelly as they followed Kota into the city gate.


Moritz realized there was another wall ahead and abruptly reined in his warhorse. The following cavalry couldn't evade in time and crashed into him.


It was only by the light of the fire baskets that Moritz realized what was in front of him was not another wall, but a linked convoy of wagons.


"Ambush!" Moritz's eyes nearly burst with despair as he bellowed, "Retreat!"


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