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

[Herd Wasteland, the location where the Gold is buried]


The tranquility of the valley was disturbed once again, with unwelcome guests returning after their previous visit.


But this time, it wasn't like before, with only three riders sneaking in. This time, Winters brought his people and openly marched into the valley.


The Red River Tribe's Golden Tent Guard spread out their cavalry patrols at the perimeter of the valley to intercept any herders or hunters that might appear.


The Iron Peak County Delegation set up camp within the valley. The side boards and tarps of the six horse-drawn carts were removed for the first time since leaving Iron Peak County, and Winters' subordinates got their first look at the "mysterious cargo":


Furnaces, crucibles, moulds, refractory bricks, bellows, and prefabricated pieces of hoisting machinery...


Seeing familiar tools, a goldsmith who had been repairing horse hooves along the way felt an inexplicable twinge in his nose.


Chapter 42 Trading (Part 1)