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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 · ファンタジー
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Chapter 14 Determination

Revodan was bound to come eventually.

Conversely, Winters was also waiting for them to come.

Outside the town, Winters saw Captain Apel being stopped by sentries.

The solitary Captain Apel.

"Just let me stand here then," Captain Apel, with only one escort, saw Winters in the distance and laughed heartily, "This is hardly the way to treat a guest!"

Apel was not a direct senior to Winters, but he had helped Winters greatly with matters during his service in Little Dusack.

Last time Winters visited Revodan's garrison, Apel had also welcomed him warmly.

Seeing Apel, a smile appeared on Winters's face, "Sorry, Captain. They're building houses inside, and with all the dust and dirt flying around, it's not suitable for receiving guests."

"What's there to be sorry about?" Apel laughed heartily, "Aren't you a captain as well?"

Having said that, Apel took a silk-wrapped package from his escort's saddlebag.