Probably because her "ignorance" dispelled Ignia's [Doubt!], the status above her head slowly faded away.
"Ordinary people really can't learn about these things. Even some low-level wizards find it hard to grasp the full picture... Though my level is also low, my mentor is very powerful." Ignia sounded a bit proud as she said this.
Lucille had mentioned something similar before. Her exact words back then were pretty much the same as Ignia's—basically saying that even if someone could learn magic, advancing further was still difficult. Without professional guidance, they might spend a lifetime struggling to even reach the threshold of a high-level wizard.
"Then tell me about it," Sean said.
He watched Ignia's beautiful eyes roll around, and a status reading of [Serious Thinking!] appeared above her head.
"Alright, but first you have to come with me somewhere," she said.
"Where to?"
"You'll know when we get there."
Sean was eager to learn about the classification of professions, so he nodded and followed.
Ignia rented a carriage in the trade market, and the two of them rode away from the Brukan Avenue district... Corca City was big enough that in the days since arriving, Sean hadn't been to any other districts besides Brukan Avenue.
Since he had no idea where they were going anyway, he just let the carriage amble along slowly, while Ignia sat by the window looking out.
The morning sunlight wasn't too harsh, shining right on her face, creating a beautifully picturesque scene!
"Sean... do you know what it's like outside Corca City?"
Sean didn't understand why she was steering the conversation in such a philosophical direction, but seeing the [Overall Thoughts!] status above Ignia's head, he figured she was about to start explaining.
Was this her opening line?
"How should I put it? The world is vast. Some places you can know about, and others you might never reach..." He gave a vague answer.
Ignia suddenly looked up.
"Why do you sound just like my mentor, all old and stuffy!" The thoughts she had just organized were suddenly thrown off.
"Hey, I'm just stating facts, okay?" Sean retorted.
"Not romantic enough..."
"What does romance have to do with this!"
Watching her bite her lip, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"You just don't get romance... Fine, the world's classification system you want to know about—many years ago, there were all sorts of different rankings. Most ordinary people only knew about wizards, sorcerers, warriors, and so on. But actually, each profession has many branches, related to how they train."
Lucille had said this too, because wizards alone were divided into many schools.
"So does every profession have a ranking system?"
Sean recalled the novels he'd read in his past life, with knights, grand knights; mages, archmages, archmagi—and even more niche ones like archdruids, who were pretty impressive, able to transform into various creatures, like: "I am the archdruid" kind of thing.
If this world followed a similar system, it would make things much easier for him to understand.
"That was the case in the early days, but as professions multiplied and training methods interconnected, that system was abolished hundreds of years ago. Now, the world widely recognizes the classification set by the legendary wizard Agumelin from back then. He believed the world operates under the order of the Creator, a plane where everyone lives within a certain order. I still don't fully grasp that concept..."
Ignia wore a [Puzzled!] expression.
But it gave Sean a sudden epiphany. He had come from a world with a different civilization but a deeper understanding of the universe, and he hadn't expected that in this different civilization, someone would think about such things.
Though his ingrained beliefs from childhood told him to trust science, once science reaches a certain limit, it becomes hard to explain with current levels of understanding.
For example, what lies beyond the universe, or how life and civilization arise on a planet as insignificant as a speck of dust—the deeper you think about these questions, the more metaphysical they become.
So it turns out that in any world, there are people who ponder such profound and unanswerable questions...
"So how did he revise the classification?"
"According to Agumelin, the world operates within order, so everyone is an Orderite. No matter what profession you are, you're just raising your Orderite level. That means whether you're a wizard of any school, a warrior of any training method, a grand artisan, or a mechanic, you're all Orderites, and you're all leveling up the same thing."
It was clear Ignia was earnestly explaining what she knew, even if she probably didn't fully understand it herself.
But for Sean, who had experienced the baptism of a different civilization, he could grasp most of it.
In other words, everyone in this world is an Orderite, and they level up... If you strip away the titles, it's pretty much like character levels in an RPG game. No matter what class you choose, your level determines your combat power and standing.
"So what level of Orderite are you?" Sean asked.
"Me? My mentor said I might be level four!"
Sean let out a sigh of relief, as if a lightbulb had gone off.
"What? Hard to understand, right? When I first heard it, I found it hard to grasp too. It feels less impressive than just calling it something like 'wizard,' and it lacks flair." Seeing Sean's expression, Ignia said.
But Sean was thinking something else entirely...
Level four.
In front of him, her health points were 4,000.
"Let me ask out of curiosity—are ordinary people called Orderite level one?"
She nodded.
"Level one Orderite, that's the standard term."
Heh~
He had spent so long thinking, even preparing himself for terms like archwizard, holy knight, or saint-level warrior, but he never expected the classification to be like this.
It felt even simpler.
Mainly because he could see the stats, which made it easy—it was just the health point classification he could observe.
Using ordinary people as the standard made sense, since any method humans devised would naturally prioritize humans... A typical adult had 1,000 health points, which was what they called level one Orderite.
Anyone with less than 1,000 health points hadn't even reached level one.
Small animals only had a few hundred health points, so they couldn't be considered level one, which is why level ones could easily overpower them.
That explanation was reasonable too!
And through training, gradually increasing health points meant moving toward level two. Danti was a standard level two Orderite, and the strongest Sean had seen so far was Lucille, with level eight Orderite capability.
"Hey, Ignia, is there an upper limit for Orderites? And how do you tell if an ordinary person has reached level two?" Sean asked.
If this was the classification system, he needed to know how to gauge level differences in daily life.
"There's no known upper limit for anyone! The wizard Agumelin back then was said to be a level 20 Orderite, but history records an even higher super witch."
Ignia didn't name that witch, but Sean already guessed who she meant.
Wasn't that exactly why Lucille had come to Taylemian Town back then?
"As for checking levels, I happen to have something for that."
Ignia pulled out her magical tool.
It was the same pointer water container she had used earlier to find magical beasts.
The two droplets, red and blue, were tightly embedded in the center, unmoving. Ignia fiddled with the adjustment gear at the bottom and handed it to Sean.
"If you can separate the two droplets to opposite sides, that means you're a level two Orderite."
When he held it, the two differently colored droplets actually did separate!
But they didn't move all the way to the sides—they stopped just a little way from the center...
"Not bad, you've actually improved... Hmm, you don't seem like someone who exercises much, yet you've got such a high level, almost reaching level two Orderite!" Ignia reached out and poked Sean's arm as she spoke.