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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 100: Ball_2

As he spoke, Little Lion picked up two wooden spikes from Winters' lap.

Comparing them side by side, he couldn't help but draw in a cold breath. "I thought you were whittling these sticks for fun, after all, they seem too short even for skewering meat. But now I see, they are all identical, without the slightest difference! Ha, this is indeed a unique skill."

Winters made no comment and continued to whittle the spikes.

"Someone has come to see you, Winters." Erhulan said cheerily, leading someone into the tent.

"Greetings and best wishes, Paratu champion, are your injuries feeling any better?" The visitor entered the tent and respectfully presented a small gift package. "My master sent me to visit you."

The visitor unexpectedly spoke in fluent Common Tongue, which until then only three people in the camp could speak: Winters, Erhulan, and Little Lion.

When had a fourth person arrived?