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

Lannis and the other direct subordinates of Winters instantly turned pale, their fists clenched tightly.


"They're also our people." Though publicly contradicted by the old sergeant, Winters was a bit annoyed, but he still tried to explain calmly: "The key isn't in setting a fire, but in making the people on the mountain believe we will—do you understand?"


The old sergeant instinctively wanted to argue a little more, but seeing the fiery eyes of Lannis and the others, he grumbled and shut his mouth.


"If there are no objections," Winters sighed internally and gave his final order, "then execute the plan."


While the light cavalry from Iron Peak County piled cartloads of flammables at the foot of the slope by felling trees and dismantling yurts, the gates of the highland fort cracked open slightly.


Three riders emerged from the gates, with the lead rider carrying a helmet and set of armor on a flagpole—it was the envoy sent to negotiate.


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