Dazed David did not really react this time,

only starting to open his eyes after he felt a gentle hand slowly push himself forward.

‘Fate has a strange way of enforcing itself, forever strengthening itself’

Slowly going over what happend the young boy just could not believe his rotten luck,

everyone knows you cannot fight near the dungon core!

I mean, "What kind of red-eyed raging lunatic charges off alone and fights near the dungeon core?"

Hearing his question, the teacher looks at David with hint of sadness.

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I don't know who told you about that, but you should know that every class has it's use.

Some however are ... 'less desired'?

"... or even welcome" He wispers

You can look at it from a practical point.

What village needs 2 millers like we have? It is not a huge problem, but it's defenitly not the best outcome and will cause strife.

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Then we have the less savory of classes, those are a bit of a double edged blade.

Nobody likes a [Thief] until they locked themself out of their home.

The god of mischief's clergy has a bad reputation, but who doesn't love their festival?

How you use your class is more important here.

Then there are the downright dangerous onces.

[Nercomancer], [Plague lord], [Barbarian] to name a few.

Can you imagine a [Barbarian] guard hearing the whispers of the system telling him to 'let loose' as soon as he gets a small cut?

Barely able to tell friend from foe with slaughter on his mind?

When a dungeon is found, great care is taken to form an understanding with it.

A village is founded around it, bringing gifts and expending mana in the dungeon.

Those that enter will not be forced into a deathtrap, but instead slowly be tested.

All for he meager price of not approaching the core, and definitely! never to fight near the crystal.

When you were just born a [Barbarian] lost himself in the dungeon and injurded a (Hive queen) right next to the crystal.

It's response was costly, (Plague rats) roamed the streats and those who enterded the dungeon were led into death traps

Taking the dungeon's soul at the cost of his on, our nation lost it's [Fate touched].

Sadly, a mindless husk is all that remains of the dungeon.

Only bringing back a few (ant)'s on repeat without any reason.

So yes,

"Nobody in his right mind charges off and fights near the dungeon core!"