Secrets of the Special Class ( 245 )

Garius let out a small chuckle, his eyes half-closed. "And this kid…" He paused for a moment, then smirked. "He can even control how the Blessing Ceremony displays his class."

Francesca raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You mean, he can deceive the results?"

Garius grinned, his fingers lazily tapping against his stomach. "Exactly. No matter what, the ceremony will never reveal his true class."

Francesca hummed, pretending to think. "And why is that?"

Garius stretched slightly before answering. "Because a Special Class is permanent. It doesn't change, no matter what tricks you pull." His eyes glinted. "And more importantly—" He lifted a single finger. "There is no limit to it."

Francesca chuckled softly. Then her eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased, "Hmm… just like someone who's currently too busy lying on his wife's lap?" She smirked.