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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 16 New Life_2

While others went to fight in Revodan, Winters left Heinrich in Wolf Town.

The esteemed Franz's great-grandson, a man of few words, handled matters with steady reliability.

Winters liked him very much and specially assigned him and Xial to protect the ladies.

Once Winters saw that it was Heinrich approaching, he immediately raced down the slope to meet him.

"What's the matter?" Winters asked, his face betraying no emotion.

"It's Miss Mitchell! The other ladies and madams are fine!" Heinrich said succinctly, but panic was rarely seen in his eyes: "A pregnant mare at the Mitchell estate is having difficulty giving birth. Miss Mitchell sneaked back while I wasn't paying attention!"

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Meanwhile, in the city of Revodan.

The battle had completely concluded.

All the defenders had been disarmed, bound, and detained.

The unattended bodies lying on the streets reminded the citizens that the dawn's battle was not a dream.