Chapter 7: Knights? Not Even the Weakest Would Choose To Be One!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You want to become a Knight?”

Alan could not help but doubt his ears. He felt that he must have misheard.

Knights had always been the lowest-ranked class in this world. How could anyone choose it when they had other choices?

Take the Wine Mage class that Moss mentioned yesterday as an example. It could brew wine with special effects and use the wine to buff teammates.

It was an excellent class to focus on both production and combat, whether creating and accumulating wealth or acting as support against Magical Beasts.

The most popular class right now, Swordmaster, could use Qi to toss a sword and take someone’s head from a thousand miles away, instantly killing the other party. It was so cool. Moreover, as they leveled up, they could wield even more weapons, making them a one-person army.

What do Knights have? An average ability value? Attack and defense that increased at the same time? What was the use of that?

They could not create tools, so they could not accumulate wealth. Their stable attack and defense wouldn’t be able to kill an enemy instantly.

The only thing a Knight could do was rely on his stability to become a basic unit in all kinds of battles. At best, they could be used as cannon fodder.

Only those who had no choice would choose to become a Knight. Even the weakest person wouldn’t!

Why was Moss so stubborn?

Alan hurriedly advised, “Moss, don’t be stubborn. This is a matter that concerns your entire life. How can you choose to be a Knight?

“Did you forget the Wine Mage Class Scroll at home? There’s still more than an hour before the Class Awakening ceremony starts. I’ll accompany you to your house to get it now. We can still make it!”

As he spoke, Alan was about to drag Moss out of the school gate. He looked much more anxious than Moss himself.

Moss looked at the anxious Alan, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

How many people would leave at such a critical moment to help a friend? Alan did not even hesitate to act.

Because of this friend, Moss felt his life was not wasted. However, he couldn’t soothe Alan’s anxiety for the time being.

Moss broke free of Aaron’s hand. Aaron turned his head to look at Moss in shock.

He saw Moss hugging his shoulder and saying with a severe expression, “Alan, although it’s not easy to explain to you now, you have to believe that I am doing this for a purpose. I have my reasons for choosing to become a Knight. I can awaken a Knight class that is stronger than any other ordinary Knights!”

Alan was stunned. He couldn’t understand what Moss meant.

However, looking at his good friend’s serious expression, he didn’t think Moss was lying to him.

The two of them had played together since they were young and had known each other for more than ten years. He could tell that the other party was being serious. Yet, Alan didn’t know what to say.

Seeing that Alan was speechless, Moss didn’t explain further.

After the Class Awakening ceremony ended, Moss would find an opportunity to display the true strength of the Knight class, and Alan would understand what he was saying now.

Putting his arm around Alan’s shoulder, Moss led him to the meeting point on the field.

The two of them stood in the middle of the gathering line. Alan looked very uneasy, but he did not say anything else in the end.

After waiting for an hour, it was time for the Class Awakening ceremony to begin.

At this moment, the students participating in the ceremony stood in the middle of the field. In front of them were five class-changing altars made of stone.

There was a teacher in charge and a class-changing magic array on each altar.

A middle-aged teacher with only a few strands of hair on his head walked to the altar in the middle of the field and said to the students below, “Students, the Class Awakening ceremony is about to begin. I want to inform everyone about the process and to pay attention to it later.

“The class teacher will call their students’ names. The called students will bring their Class Change Scrolls to the corresponding altar. Once they enter the class changing magic array, they will change their class.

“After the class change, remember to report your class to the respective teachers and then return to your original position.

“After any Class Awakening is completed, it will be level 1. Students will see their skills and experience to level up through their respective panels.”

What the teacher said was some old-fashioned talk.

Most of the students had already known about this. Although this kind of talk was also a regular event every year, the students looking forward to their classes’ early awakening had long been impatient.

Finally, before the students became restless, the teacher finished his speech.

The Class Awakening ceremony had officially begun.

Moss stood in the line waiting for roll call, listening to the discussions of his classmates.

“How many people do you think will be promoted to Swordmaster this time?”

“It’s hard to say. Swordmaster is the most popular class this year. The price of that scroll has been hyped up to the sky. Who can afford it?”

“Sigh, it would be great if I could become a Swordmaster. That class is a game-changer in group battles.”

“That’s not all. If a Swordmaster has a good weapon, he can kill enemies across ranks. The upper limit of this profession is too terrifying. Last year, the top scorer in the city’s college entrance examination was a Swordmaster himself.”

“Sigh, what class did you choose?”

…

Moss kept hearing discussions about all kinds of powerful classes. However, he was not moved at all.

He was not a person who liked to be fickle. Since he had chosen a path, he would continue walking down it resolutely.

Moreover, with the help of his Unlimited Class Evolution System, he will evolve his Knight class to God-level. His Knight will be much stronger than the regular classes that his classmates were discussing.

As Moss was waiting for the teacher to call his name, a commotion was heard.

“Look over there!”

“F*ck, a Swordmaster?”

The students turned around and looked at the third altar, then revealed a shocked expression.

Moss took a look as well. He saw a skinny figure standing on the third altar. Around him was a small golden-red sword that was constantly flying around. He looked highly arrogant.

“Who is that? How can his family be so rich? He can afford to buy a Swordmaster Class Change Scroll!”

“Not only that, he can use a sword so quickly. He’s a prodigy!”

“Look at his sword. It doesn’t seem to be an ordinary sword. It is one of high quality. I’m so envious!”

…

Moss recognized the person on the third altar the moment he saw him.

That person also looked in Moss’ direction. He was slightly stunned, and then his eyes revealed a mocking smile.

It was none other than Cullen.

Cullen’s fingers formed a spell and pointed at Moss’s position.

“Go!”

The small golden-red sword flew toward Moss’s position!