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

Revodan, the stables of the officers' quarters.


"I'm a bit confused." Andre hangs up the grooming brush and leans on the horse stable fence to ask Winters: "Who is that old man? What monastic order?"


"Caman didn't make it clear, but I have the feeling that old man is some sort of long-term undercover spy."


Winters shovels the dung of two small ponies, one shovelful at a time. Despite their small stature, these ponies are formidable dung producers, having worked up quite a sweat on Winters.


"Caman inadvertently mentioned that the old man was about our age when he went into the wilderness, just over twenty, back when Paratu was still a duchy," Winters explains as he wipes the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, "At least thirty-four years."


Chapter 15