Caelus didn't immediately stand up after closing his Status Window. Instead, he looked back at the man in the white shirt.
Noticing his hesitation, the suited man smiled politely.
"Is there anything else I can help you with, Mr. Kross?"
Caelus nodded.
"I'd like to purchase a profession."
The suited man's eyebrows lifted slightly.
"A profession? Which one?"
"Blacksmith."
There wasn't a moment of hesitation in his voice.
Becoming a blacksmith felt strangely nostalgic.
Back in the Abyss, blacksmithing had been one of the things he took the greatest pride in. He had forged countless weapons during his time there, and even many powerful players had personally sought him out.
Compared to fighting, forging was what truly made him feel at home.
Although this world was different, the satisfaction of creating something with his own hands remained exactly the same.
Another thought crossed his mind.
'This can make a fortune.'
