Caelus didn't immediately stand up after closing his Status Window. Instead, he looked back at the man in the white shirt. The suited man noticed his hesitation.
"Is there anything else I can help you with, Mr. Kross?" he asked politely.
Caelus nodded. "I'd like to purchase a profession."
The suited man's expression became slightly surprised.
"A profession?" he repeated.
"Which one?"
Caelus answered without hesitation.
"Blacksmith," he said.
Becoming a blacksmith felt strangely nostalgic. In the Abyss, blacksmithing was one of the things he was most proud of.
He had forged countless weapons throughout his time over there. Even many powerful players sought him out personally.
Compared to fighting, blacksmithing was what truly made him feel at home.
Although the worlds were different, the feeling of creating something with his own hands remained exactly the same.
Caelus also realized something important.
'This can make a fortune,' he thought.
