In this world, every life is not much different from other lives at the moment of its birth.

Minotaur children are as delicate and weak as elven babies, and orc children are as ignorant and innocent as newborn dwarves, and no race, gender, region, or anything else will change the innate nature of an infant and make him very different from others.

However, as these beings grow over time and acquire minds, there will inevitably be differences between them.

The difference is so strong that even twins who are similar-looking and grow up together are so distinctly different that it's easy to tell the difference.

So, what is it that makes each of us who we are, and not just another person like the others?

I think that in addition to the fundamental differences in the natural caste that are given by the gods, more differences should come from the different choices of each of us.

Each of us is faced with many choices at all times, small and trivial: to go left or right, to ride a carriage or to walk, to run fast or to walk slowly, to take the left foot or the right foot first...... Initially, these choices are made after thought, and gradually, they become completely instinctive habits, completely unthinking, knee-jerk behaviors.

When these subtle choices accumulate over time, they become a norm that forms a character that is unique to each of us.

This character, in turn, influences our judgment more strongly and makes us make more individualized choices and decisions on matters of greater importance...... So, we are different, and we are getting more and more different.

Our lives are connected by countless choices. Many times you may even feel that it is not a very important question of what kind of outcome your choice will lead to, but rather the choice itself, the process of choice, and your true and self-reactive reaction when making the choice.

It doesn't matter what path you have chosen, because there are countless people who have made the same choice as you; What really matters is why you choose the way you do, and that's what really sets you apart, what makes your soul and what sets you apart from all other beings in this world.

For the people on the Falvi continent, changing jobs is a choice of fate. When a person reaches level 35, he can go further on the basis of his original profession and advance into a completely new profession, and this process is

"Career Transfer". After changing careers, you may be able to further improve your original vocational skills, strengthen the characteristics of a certain aspect of your original career, or simply make you change your face and embark on a completely different growth path from before, becoming a different person.

Each class is faced with three different choices when it comes to changing classes, for example, when I am a warrior by my profession, for example, after level thirty-five, if I believe in the gods and have strong beliefs, I will be blessed by the gods I believe in, and I will be able to use his divine power to defend honor and save others.

I'll learn some magic to protect and restore life, learn new magic combat techniques, and completely abandon the skills that rely on fighting now.

And if I'm strong enough, furious and bloodthirsty, passionate about fighting my opponents, and always finding the joy of tyranny in life-and-death battles, I can choose to become a berserker and destruct my opponents with great destructive power – and before I can make sure they don't use my fragile defenses to knock me out first.

Unfortunately, I'm neither a devout believer nor a tyrannical battle maniac, so I'd rather choose to be a warrior.

In a sense, the warrior is the true progression of the warrior profession, and he can develop my abilities more evenly, allowing me to master more combat skills, relying on my dexterity and sharp mind, rather than fanaticism and brute force, to grow myself.

Of course, I had another choice, which was to continue to be an ordinary fighter and not change jobs. However, in that case, I would not be able to learn more advanced skills.

At the same level, the difference in combat effectiveness between a warrior and a warrior is very obvious, and the former must put in more effort to defeat the latter, and the higher the rank, the more obvious this difference is.

There are also three options for the Ranger to transfer: Marksman, Forest Ranger and Beast Tamer. As the name suggests, a marksman is a profession that uses high sophistication to strike from a distance; As a guardian of the forest, the forest patrol is blessed by the goddess of nature, in addition to ordinary long-range attack methods, he can also use some natural attribute magic, and like the paladin, his source of power will also change from fighting spirit to magic; Animal trainers, on the other hand, will learn a magical skill that allows them to communicate with animals growing in the wild in a friendly manner, so that they will voluntarily become their war pets and assist them in battle.

When I saw the geese for the first time, I subconsciously felt that such an elegant and beautiful elf girl should be closer to the fraternity and generosity of Mother Mother Mother Mother Nature, Necheria, and become a mysterious and friendly forest ranger.

Even if this is not the case, with her large musket with outstanding image and great power, there is also the potential to become a marksman.

But to my surprise, she accepted the professional assignment of becoming an animal trainer. The thought of such an angelic woman being accompanied by such ferocious giants such as wolves, tigers, and giant bears day and night makes me feel awkward in the contrast between beauty and beasts.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you for coming to help me......" After Fei Yin introduced us to each other, the elven girl named Wild Goose Array nodded to us with the elegant etiquette unique to the elves.

Probably because of her shyness, she didn't dare to look up at our faces when she talked to us, and her cheeks were red as if they were dyed in the morning sun.

"I'm glad to be able to help you, and I'm about to change jobs, so I just came to observe and learn, so as not to be ......unprepared when I get it" Accustomed to Fei Yin's enthusiasm and harshness without a sense of distance, the elf girl's restraint made me feel a little embarrassed - to be honest, I never thought that a gold-worshipping magician would have such a simple and demure friend.

"Hey, little Yanyan, you don't have to be so polite to them. These are all old acquaintances of mine, especially this four-eyed guy, who still owes me a debt. You can support him as much as you want......" Fei Yin said to her friend with a smile, and as she spoke, she pulled Xian Ge Yayi's face to the side of the wild goose array, and then turned her head and smiled miserably at Xian Ge Yayi and said, "...... Isn't it......" According to the gentle and docile and funny character that Xian Ge Yayi has always shown, he should now smile bitterly and ask for mercy, and then flamboyantly offer a stack of sensible sycophant top hats to show that he is right

The deference of the "Queen of the Concubines" is right - since we first met, this scrooge and sycophant farce has been staged again and again, and people never get tired of watching it.

But this time, it seemed that something was wrong. His expression looked a little blank at this time, his mouth was slightly open unconsciously, and his cheeks were a little faintly red—this was not entirely the result of Fei Yin pulling his cheeks hard.

Even though his eyes are obscured by wide glasses, we can still see that his expression is a little cramped.

Through the heavy lenses we seem to see his eyes ambiguous and timid, in this name

The girls of the same race in the "Wild Goose Array" kept fluttering, as if they wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it.

"Fei Yin......" Yan Jin was probably not used to such rude behavior of his magician friend, so he quickly pulled her back to his side in disgust, and then looked at Xian Ge Yayi apologetically.

Probably because of the stupid appearance of Xian Ge Yayi, coupled with a bright red mark twisted out of his face, he looked particularly like a white stupid goose, so that the elf female ranger couldn't help but raise her right hand to gently cover her cheek, and couldn't help but chuckle.

The spell-like laughter brought the stunned shooter back to reality, but his soul didn't seem to have fully returned to his body, causing even his speech to become clumsy, and he only said in a heel, "...... Well...... You...... Hello, I'm Xian Ge Yayi......" Then he stood aside with a hesitant expression, not knowing what to say.

Fei Yin finally managed to create a relaxed atmosphere, which made this four-eyed dumb melon's clumsy performance embarrassing again.

"Hmm...... This ......" On the way out of the city, I really couldn't stand the dreary atmosphere, and asked without anything,

"Miss Wild Goose, why do you want to be an animal trainer?"

"Because I like small animals." She replied with a smile. ……