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 · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
711 Chs

Chapter 18 Day Change_4

"Wolfton," someone said with a toothy grin.

"No." Old Priskin shook his head, "I think there's more to it. What's his name again?"

"Surname's Montaigne, don't know the first name," another replied.

Old Priskin furrowed his brow, "Montaigne... That's certainly not a Paratu surname."

"Perhaps he's from out of province?" Shaoyi ventured a guess.

"Go find out, but be very careful," Old Priskin cautioned, "Do not exhibit any malice, we're just curious about the origins of the nickname 'Blood Wolf.' Do you all understand what I mean?"

All the city council members nodded in agreement.

After thinking for a moment, Old Priskin asked again, "You didn't see him at the city hall, so where is he now? Does anyone know?"

"I do," Shaoyi answered eagerly, "My brother-in-law told me that the captain called 'Blood Wolf' only stayed in town for a short while. He left the city again before noon had even passed."

"He left the city?" Old Priskin's pupils dilated, "Which way did he go out?"