Dark Eldar

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A long while passed until Lady Palmer's (Legendary Hero; Priest) silver aura completely dissipated.

"Does she often come here to select people?" Loki asked, standing motionless in the distance.

After hearing this, the job selection guide, Leisen (level 103, occupation: unknown), felt guilty, but he couldn't persuade them to stay.

Lysen had no choice but to tell the truth: "Loki, it's not what you think. If every new hero were chosen by a powerful figure, wouldn't this class selection hall be useless? You've probably seen it outside; there are priests, warriors, rogues, mages, bards, archers, gunners—basically every class is being chosen. They're just leveling up normally on the world map, aren't they? I'm not lying to you!"

Lyson felt annoyed and a little wronged. After saying that, he took a large bottle of blue potion out of his backpack and threw it to Loki.

"Try it, this recipe is one I made myself, it can relieve all kinds of pain~"

Loki instinctively caught the "drink" (a large blue potion; 40% purity), but he didn't drink it.

"Glug! Glug! Glug!" Leisen drank it all in one gulp!

"Let me explain further, Loki, listen to me. The truth about the selection process? The truth is—most people won't be chosen. Most people, most heroes, maybe because of talent? Or maybe for other reasons? In short, they're just ordinary heroes. Not everyone is as lucky as Elaine just now! You heard their conversation, Lady Palmer and Elaine's conversation. She just repeated it, didn't she? Her father's name is Demar? Or Od? I've never heard of him. Who exactly is Demar? Is he very powerful?"

"Lesson asked back. After saying all that, he gulped down another large blue bottle. He threw the empty bottle directly into the nearby trash can."

"He truly is a god of war! Arthur Demacia is my elder brother's full name; he is the embodiment of strength and courage! Unparalleled!!" Loki deliberately approached, speaking firmly. He didn't mention the other world. In a way, he was protecting it, not wanting to reveal crucial secrets. (The multiverse carries a potential threat of war; similar to "illegal intrusion" and "cross-server warfare"!)

"Oh, that War God Dema is really amazing," Leisen praised, giving a thumbs-up. (Agree; gesture)

Loki knew that Lysson was probably half telling the truth. He had indeed been paying close attention while on quests and fighting monsters.

"Outside, I saw quite a few priests. Priests are a class that girls usually choose. They were diligently exploring the map and leveling up. It seems the priests have already chosen their classes? It appears not all priest heroes will be chosen..."

Loki seemed to be deep in thought.

"Loki, I know you must be upset now that things have come to this. I suggest you go back and rest for a while, and come back to choose a job another day. That way, at least you'll feel much better," said Lyson, the job selection guide, who had seen similar situations before.

"Senior Brother Lysen, I don't think we need to wait any longer. I want to settle on a combat class today. Let's get this over with! Then I can go back and get a good night's sleep, and help Elaine check out of the hotel," Loki said, for some reason, he thought of this seemingly insignificant matter of checking out of the hotel.

Loki felt there was no need to wait any longer, and after Elaine left, he felt an emptiness inside, as if he had lost his soul.

"Alright then, I won't force you. I'll wait for your job selection results at the bar. Good luck with your selection, Loki!" With that, Lyson turned and went back to the bar. A [gray question mark][?] appeared above his head. ([gray question mark][?] Note: Unsubmitted task; Job selection guide Lyson is suspected to be an AI?)

The job selection hall was deserted, with only Loki and Lyssen remaining. Any other new heroes wanting to choose a job here? Perhaps there were other job selection guides to assist them. (The job selection hall has a hidden vortex door; undetectable.)

"Should I choose warrior or mage?" Loki muttered to himself. At that moment, he missed Elaine terribly. He was absolutely certain he wouldn't choose a monk. Loki felt as if his conversation with Elaine had just happened!

Everything happened so suddenly. Loki felt like the Classic WoW was working against him! Ugh! He was incredibly angry and uncomfortable. He knew that Elaine and he weren't in a romantic relationship, but he just couldn't let go... He felt a sense of the unpredictability and helplessness of life, a feeling of being powerless against its force, and he didn't feel this way in this other world...

Loki glanced up at the portrait of High Priest Palmer (a legendary hero) in the picture frame. He even had a fleeting impulse to smash the frame. But reason prevailed over impulse. Loki didn't do it. He knew, "I'll wait patiently for Elaine to graduate; we can reunite someday." But it just felt like fate was playing a cruel trick on him. And he had to pretend to be calm and relaxed.

"This is too difficult to choose!!!" Loki yelled.

At the bar, the job selection guide, Leisen, neither paid attention nor intervened. He seemed to have witnessed countless such scenes of reluctant farewells. He knew his own insignificance and powerlessness.

At the bar, the job selection guide, Leisen, neither paid attention nor intervened. He seemed to have witnessed countless such scenes of reluctant farewells. He knew his own insignificance and powerlessness.

Perhaps job selection guide Lyson has also experienced something similar, but simply chooses not to speak of it...

"I really hope I can be taken away by some legendary hero!" Loki cried out inwardly. He also wanted to step into a certain picture frame and take a look. He knew that if he forcibly joined the priest class? It was basically hopeless... (most likely becoming a "useless account"...)