Before long, Isaac had devised a viable plan. He glanced at his Golden Finger—three percent.
Isaac nodded in satisfaction. 'That's about right,' he thought. The general direction was correct; all that was left was to polish the details.
After all these years, Isaac had gained some understanding of how to use his Golden Finger. Although the value was low, as long as it was above one percent, it meant he was on the right track. The rest was simply a matter of filling in the branches.
After a moment of contemplation to organize his thoughts, Isaac looked at Philo and said, "Your direction is right, but your approach is wrong. Don't think about becoming a Knight. These are two completely different paths; it's not a simple matter of time and energy."
"Not even with a High-level Curse?" Philo asked, her brow slightly furrowed.
"No," Isaac said decisively.
