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... >   "Aren't you talking nonsense! As an arcanist, if you don't know how to enchant, you will be ridiculed."

  Shawn saw Charlemagne's expression on a sullen look. If this kind of stupid question was heard by other mages, he would probably be sent a flame blast or ice spear.

   "That's what I said, but in fact, I only know some simple enchantments such as sharpness and solidity, and the more advanced ones... well, I didn't study hard."

   Speaking of this, Sean is obviously a ...

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