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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 · Fantasi
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766 Chs

Chapter 101: Going Home_4

Anna didn't say a word.

This was what Madam Navarre feared the most: Once her eldest daughter showed this demeanor, it meant her mind was made up.

And once her eldest daughter's mind was made up, nothing could change it.

She was a stubborn girl; her soft exterior and resilient interior—at this moment—became the biggest problem.

"Is it worth it? You are still so young; is it worth it?"

"You have given him all your heart, precisely because you spent too little time together. You are in love with the man you imagine, not with who he really is. The real him would disappoint you, disgust you—do you understand? You'll meet someone much better!"

"It's just a man; not one hundred, not ten thousand men are worth a woman giving up herself!"

The silent Anna suddenly spoke up, "What about you and dad?"

Madam Navarre's breath hitched, "Your father and I are exceptions. And we got married! And we had you lot! And your father would never let me go to the monastery!"

"I do it willingly."