The wizards here in Africa truly used magic in a unique way.
They leaned more toward studying magic texts.
That was where their focus in alchemy lay.
This approach might be slightly inferior to European wands in terms of immediacy and versatility, but it possessed unique advantages in magical stability, durability, and specialization in certain fields.
Ian stood outside the shop, watching with relish. This entirely different magical system opened his eyes and gave him a deeper understanding of magic's essence.
Magic did not have only one path. Different cultures and traditions had developed their own marvelous interpretations. He was even considering whether he should commission one of these "magic text batons" for himself. Perhaps it might prove unexpectedly useful at certain times? Or at the very least, he could buy a few books on the African Magic Text System to study?
Of course.
All of that would have to wait until after he spoke with the owner of this Magic Text Engraving Shop.
"Sure enough, the saying about traveling ten thousand miles is still full of value. The world is so vast; it has everything." Ian developed a strong interest in this unique African spellcasting system centered on magic text engraving. He watched the old craftsman work for a long time, observing as an ordinary-looking ebony baton gradually became a powerful magical item beneath precise rune carvings, and he could not help but marvel inwardly.
Finally, when the old craftsman finished his work, set down his engraving needle, and took a brief rest, Ian stepped forward and politely greeted him in English. "Master, your craftsmanship is astonishing."
The old craftsman raised his head, revealing a pair of deep, sharp eyes. He carefully examined Ian—an obvious outsider, dressed in ordinary but fine-quality traveling robes, with a calm demeanor.
His gaze