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Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

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...

Yin Zidian · Fantasy
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711 Chs

Chapter 14 Determination_3

He thought the young man before him was foolish, naive, and too impulsive, but he couldn't help feeling a measure of respect.

Bard, Andre, and Mason hurried over from the army camp.

Apel looked at the three newcomers and asked calmly, "You're going to follow him, aren't you?"

"Exactly!" Andre answered loudly, "I've been wanting to do this for a long time!"

"Fine," Apel nodded, then asked, "Can I take Asko with me?"

"Sorry, senior," Winters replied somewhat embarrassedly, "That's not possible. Asko Senior likes to drink and wants to eat meat. Originally, he only owed fifteen hundred work hours, but now it has increased to two thousand."

"Alright, I'm leaving." Without further ado, Apel nodded at the group, stepped into his stirrups, mounted his horse, and galloped away.

Winters watched Apel until the senior disappeared behind the hillside, "Let's go."

"And they sent you a new uniform?" Andre touched the captain's uniform and commented offhandedly, "The material is not bad."