The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"
I loved this book though there were a bunch of times I was confused like how he got his Golden finger, maybe the translation wasn't that good there. I also got hella confused at the 2nd last chapter cause it felt like there was some kind of time skip in the span of half a chapter so it threw me at that point but I liked it overall