He stared at the options for a long moment, his expression blank, as if he were hoping one would simply vanish.
"Why do systems always do this?" he muttered to himself. "Can't I just tick both boxes and call it a day?"
As usual, the System remained silent.
Sage sighed and straightened up, rubbing his chin as he began to think things through seriously.
A Knight. That option was straightforward. Knights formed the backbone of this world's combat forces. They absorbed mana into their bodies, fortifying their muscles, bones, and organs until they became living weapons.
Strong, durable, reliable, Knights could charge headfirst into battle, shrug off wounds that would incapacitate ordinary people, and keep fighting until their enemies fell.
The advantages were clear: high survivability, explosive close-range power, and a simple combat style, hit harder and endure longer.
But then Sage's gaze drifted downward.
That was also the problem.
"Too much effort," he said flatly.
