The carriage continued forward.
Carl, under the alias 'Dou Sha,' sat inside the carriage, eyes closed, with many thoughts surging through his mind.
"The will of ancient knights is as strong as steel, their bodies immortal and indestructible, and their methods lean toward physical attacks."
"As for me..."
"I am more like a combination of the paths of a divine, a wizard, rather than an ancient knight."
"Perhaps close combat is not as comparable as that of a knight who has emerged from life-and-death tempering, but I have many more methods."
"Knights, wizards, divines, evil gods, exotic techniques..."
Carl opened his eyes, his expression grave.
He had learned too many, too varied magical doors; such a situation has both pros and cons. The good thing is that he often gains many advantages facing opponents with inferior cultivation, but the downside is that once facing a formidable enemy, he might be inadequate to respond.
"For now, it's alright!"
