Allen's breath hitched slightly before quickly returning to a steady rhythm.
Meeting Mercer's crystalline blue eyes—eyes that seemed capable of piercing right through the soul—he bowed slightly and spoke concisely.
"I have come this time for two reasons: to ask about the first Core Witchcraft of a Second-level Wizard, and to seek guidance on the path of a Second-level Wizard."
No surprise showed on Mercer's face, as if Allen's purpose had long been within his calculations.
"The first Core Witchcraft is called [Fortress Workshop Deployment]." He stated the name of the Witchcraft directly, exactly as Victor had mentioned. "Victor should have mentioned some of this to you.
"But what he knows is merely scratching the surface."
Allen stood quietly, listening with rapt attention.
