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"Dark Magician."

Qina regarded Limon with a startled expression, her eyes brimming with curiosity.

"A black magician? That scarcely seems the case..."

Though black magicians constituted a subset of warlocks, they were even scarcer than the already uncommon elementalists. Indeed, one could count the number of black magicians in the entirety of Keen Village on the fingers of one hand.

Beholding Qina's rather delicate and comely visage, Limon permitted a faint smile to play upon his lips and inquired, "Pray, why do you aver thus?"

The smile that graced Limon's countenance served to somewhat allay Qina's trepidation, for it conveyed to her that the adventurer before her was not an aloof or indifferent sort.