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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 · Fantasie
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Chapter 10 1 pound_4

"How much did you lend her?" Catherine's eyes flickered rapidly.

"A thousand ducats."

Upon hearing the figure, Catherine, outraged, walked over to her sister and pinched her sharply on the lower back, "You're not even married, yet you've started keeping a lover? You reckless, bad woman!"

Eileen too was slightly shocked by the amount.

"Stop it!" Anna maintained the polite smile on her face, forcefully tapping her sister on the knee.

"If it weren't for Miss Navarre's funding, this business here today wouldn't exist..." Winters hesitated for a moment, but still used a concept familiar to the Venetians to describe what he was doing, "...this 'business,' so you're actually my original shareholders already."

At these words, Catherine became serious, her emotions gradually subdued, and she put on the mask of "Little Lady Navarre" once again.