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... nd of it. I legitimately thought they would just have to constantly use their mana and their spells to become a better magician.

And now you’re telling me we have to open up some magic circle thing?

Does that line up my original thought? Not even one bit. Please, just go back to simplicity!

On top of that, mother just casually said it to me as I was having breakfast this morning.

Naturia had matured a bit these past three years. Thanks to passage of time, she was ...

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The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

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