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... starting with three days of the Runic Alphabet and language skills for advanced crafters, then moving on to esoteric spells.

In the afternoons he would attend the advanced Artificer classes, and the Magical Blacksmithing courses, which were only offered twice, once each week. That class was on advanced metallurgy for mana transfer, and it could prove incredibly useful to both him and his witches.

Everyone filed out of the restaurant bar at a fairly reasonable hour that night, in ...

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