Chapter 100. The Chosen Hybrid

"Your classification is Assassins, Aamon," Red said.

Red looked at the sword, knowing it would likely reduce Aamon's mobility. Red knew Aamon was highly skilled with smaller objects, making him extremely dangerous.

"It's not suitable," Red continued.

"Okay." Aamon placed the large sword back in the cabinet. Red noticed a curved sword like a sickle, not too big or small, but it would fit well hanging at the waist or sheathed on the back.

"How about this one?" Red asked.

Aamon examined the sword carefully, feeling its light weight, thinness, yet lethality. It was meant for very close-range combat but effective in tight situations.

"Okay, I'll take this," Aamon nodded. "And you? What about you?"

Red didn't know what weapon to choose. There was Ursula, who would surely protect him, but Red was worried Ursula might not be able to accompany him in the main game.

"For Gunner, I'll use Call's pistol. For Fighter, this weapon..." Red p