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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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711 Chs

Chapter 92 Siege_4

Gold took the slip of paper, somewhat puzzled, "Hmm, seems like... I kind of remember..."

"I said I'd give you a ship, didn't I?" Winters said with a big laugh, "That fat man owed me a huge favor, so he sold his Bandit Gull to me for a cheap price. Just so happens my mother left me a small inheritance, enough to afford it. Go find him at this address. The Bandit Gull is yours now, Captain Gold... Just don't go back to being a pirate this time."

Gold was stunned, the slip of paper in his hand almost fell as he couldn't hold it steady. He stood there at a loss, his eyes slightly reddened.

"Don't you dare say 'thank you,' and definitely don't cry, you deserve this." Winters got goosebumps and quickly made a joke, "But if you go back to being a pirate and run into me again, then we'll have to fight another battle."

"Sir, what do you think of my luck?" Gold didn't respond to the joke but asked a seemingly unrelated question.