webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
756 Chs

Chapter 62 Seizing the Household_2

"Quit rubbing your eyes, endure it a bit." Winters was also shedding tears non-stop as he handed the military flag over to Heinrich and sheathed his sword, "Retreat!"

Quickly determining their direction, Winters led everyone to withdraw from Hurd's camp.

But before long, once the strength of the fire had lessened slightly, he led his men back into the camp again.

They couldn't help but return, famished beyond words. In the commotion of fighting the enemy and setting fires, they hadn't seen a bit of the meat, mare's milk, or roasted lamb that the Centurion had promised.

Winters commanded his men to put out the fire, regretting a bit in his heart.

In his exhilaration during battle, he had wished he could set Hurd's camp ablaze three times over, forgetting all else, including the procurement of food and drink.

The Paratu People had no choice but to search through the ashes for food and spoils of war.