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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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760 Chs

Chapter 7: The Temple_2

"Then... should we put them to work?" Samujin asked.

A total of six military police cavalrymen had arrived, exactly one tent of cavalry.

However, their combat ability was worrying. During the battle and chase, three were killed on the spot, and the rest did not escape; they all became prisoners.

On the way back to Wolf Town, the one who was seriously injured also died, leaving only Gulaxi and another slightly injured military policeman.

Winters was somewhat troubled, "I don't want them to come into contact with others."

"Just keeping them locked up without letting them work," Samujin said with some displeasure, "isn't that a complete waste of food? I think it would be better to kill them."

The sensation of hunger had seeped into the marrow of Wolf Town's militia. After all, even the militia had to work and hunt to have something to eat, and they were still not full.