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... . Move it, Gutenberg.”
The foreman laughed, completely ignoring my complaints and packed the goods into his bag before shoving the door open.
I trudged behind him with a heavy box that stored the metal letter pieces. Today was the day my Ieherl task was due and I was bringing it over to the Smithing Guild for its evaluation. The others in the workshop sent us off with a polite smile.
“Hey Gutenberg, remember to show off you work well.”
“Enough with the ‘Gutenberg’ ...
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