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... ked Lutz to start with a small amount. Everything looked smooth. If the materials were stirred, grinded them constantly with a grinding rod. Lutz's forehead was sweating and his face flushed. He was grinding with all his might. As a blue-robbed trainee priestess, I couldn't help. Besides, if I did, it would only hinder him, because it was physical work. And after all, this was too hard for a child, so I asked the gray-robed priests to stand by and be ready to take over Lutz's work, but Lutz did ...
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