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... with less than ten thousand people, but there were not many tribes that could produce one or two refiners of any class, not to talk of a young silver-level mage.

Although the Birch tribe had two refiners in the chieftess and the Soulsmith, who weren't young of age, it was not a common occurrence.

So, Oscar was also surprised. The power base of a silver-level mage wasn't a simple matter.

With this in mind, he sighed and said. "I greatly admire you, master Guyon. You're a ...

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