The Hermetic Millennia by John C. Wright

I don’t even say ‘thou’ or ‘verily’ or not no scrap like that. “Damn straight, because I ain’t got the teensiest notion what you just said. “(.) I am a Magus, a master of the most hidden powers, and I live for the Threefold Way: to look at darkness, hear the silence, and name the nameless. “Bah! All forms of monotheism the Witch race despises with the Unforgettable Hate.” “I think the Mohammedans invented the zero. “These are forgotten concepts, invented by the Christians, whom we curse.” I know how to consult an arithmetic table.” “Ah … I know enough geometry to cast a horoscope, and can calculate the motion of the same and the motion of the other of the wandering star Venus on her epicycles using hexadecimals. “How good are you at differential calculus using analytical logic notation?” I could record that orgy with the Nymph ladies you was talking about earlier, except then the Blues would wonder how you managed to fit seventy virgins in a tent this size.” What would you like me to have the record say? I can do visuals and audio.

“(.) Surely the tents record all conversations.” until I got to 'The Warlock of Williamsburg.' ~ The beginning was slow and overladen with descriptions. The MC, thanks to showing some vulnerability, is gradually getting more likable too. Eventually, I started skipping the more technical parts-and found myself enjoying the variety of clashing and complementing worldviews. Like the previous book, this one abounds with complex ideas and vocabulary.

The Hermetic Millennia by John C. Wright