"I've met one or two of your kind throughout my tenure at the Clock Tower," he said.
Somehow, I very much doubted that. Because if he had, we would be having a very different conversation right now.
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"As for my terminology," I went on, "there's a very simple answer to that: I'm not a mage. I've been able to do what I can do since I was fifteen, but up until I joined Chaldea, I didn't even know magecraft existed."
His brow furrowed. "Then how —"
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"However, the thing about all of that? You just compared yourself to a Servant."
I froze.
I… Technically, I had, hadn't I?