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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 25 Poppy Flowers

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Leaving Revodan and trekking two hundred kilometers east along the main road, one would arrive at Falconflower Fort.

Falconflower Fort is the capital of Mont Blanc County, located on the plains in the heart of the county, named after the iris flowers that blanket the hillsides.

As Winters was pointing out the enemy to his soldiers, one of the enemy — Captain Hudson, who oversaw intelligence at Falconflower Fort, entered a mysterious room deep within the fortress.

Inside and outside the room were like two different worlds: it was crisp and autumnal outside, while inside, mist hung in the air, warm and comfortable.

This was a single-person bath, and within the roughly two-meter-wide, three-meter-long bathtub, a man was soaking leisurely in the bath.

However, from Captain Hudson's perspective, all he could see was a head as smooth as an egg...