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

There are three precious metal craftsmen in Revodan, and the other two have already been invited by Yile to the workshop.


Precious metal craftsmen often make investments because they hold many customers' stored gold and silver.


"Wait, what are you going to do?" a square-faced goldsmith asked, frowning.


Tiny Priskin repeated firmly, "I'm asking you to buy shares."


"Buy shares?" another long-faced silversmith glanced at Yile and asked, "Buy shares in what?"


Tiny Priskin talked about his small business.


Both the goldsmith and silversmith obviously knew about the matter regarding Herders' heads.


But the square-faced goldsmith quickly shook his head: "Business has its ups and downs, it's fine when you profit, but if it fails, we could lose everything and still not be able to cover it."


After saying that, the square-faced goldsmith stood up, looking like he was about to leave.


Chapter 16 Speculative Business_4