68: Max has no talent for the Smithy

Max has no talent for the Smithy

( The same evening ) 2

For the last agenda of the gruelling week, Max was in MorningStar planet, returning after about 10 days as his destination was the 'red hand' mercenary group headquarters. 

Max wanted to follow the old principal's advice to the T, and hence he decided to end his week by doing low level missions inside Morningstar. 

Sebastian accompanied him, and the two mutually agreed on joining the red hand. 

The red hand group was a very famous mercenary group and it was especially known for treating its lower ranking members with care and respect. However, the reason why Max and Sebastian gave it preference over other mercenary groups was because of the fact that the red-hand group did not post any compulsory missions for members not classified as ' Core ' members of the group. 

The registration process was relatively simple, anyone could join the group for a nominal fees of 1 gold, and could take up any ' F ' ranking quest from the quest board. 

Completing missions was one of the only two ways to progress through the adventurer ranks, with the second one being through a superiors letter of recommendation. 

Every ' F ' ranked member needed to complete at least 50 ' F ' ranked missions to progress to ' E ' rank and Max only wanted to focus on getting to ' E ' rank in the coming year. 

Sebastian on the other hand was much more ambitious as he wanted to rise through the ranks as quickly as possible, wanting to take tougher and tougher missions as time passed. 

Max registered himself under his alias ' Ravan ' and paid the fee to become a proud member of the ' Red Hand ' group, completely unaware that his previous mentor from Earth, the same one who had disappeared from the planet a few days after the first awakening under mysterious circumstances, was the grand elder of this group.

Max spent his day doing trivial missions like cleaning people's backyards or helping civilians unclog their leaf-filled roof silo's. 

He earnt a meagre sum of 3 silver coins in the process and completed 4 missions in a single day. 

" 4 missions in a single day, not bad ". A voice boomed behind Max as he turned and was shocked to see that it was none other than ' Master Of Chaos' , a fellow earthling and Max's senior back in school. One of the earth's finest warriors. 

" Thankyou" Max said, his voice cracking a little as he feared his identity being exposed by the guy. 

" Not many youngsters are hustling in the F ranks these days, they want to aim for the heavens and reach the C or B rank as soon as they join, thinking they are some sort of bigshots". Masterofchaos said as he shot an irritated look towards Sebastian who was sulking in a corner of the room. 

" HEY! I CAN HEAR YOU ". Sebastian shouted at the guy, annoyed at the insult. 

" I know, I want you to hear me, you brat ". Master of Chaos shouted back. 

Sebastian banged his hands on the table and walked upto the human in anger, however, his anger deflated by the time he reached masterofchaos, as he remembered his humiliating loss against the guy just moments ago. 

Apparently, masterofchaos was a C ranked adventurer within the organisation and could write a promotion letter for Sebastian to be promoted should he wish to do so, however, when masterofchaos declined to do this favour for Sebastian, who in his eyes had not earnt the promotion, Sebastian challenged him to a battle and lost. 

Not only did he lose, it was utter trashing at that, as the tier 0 Sebastian was no match for his tier 3 opponent who toyed and defeated him without lifting a finger. 

" Keep up the hardwork ". Masterofchaos said patting Max on the shoulder while squeezing Sebastian's shoulder with extreme strength to make him wince in pain before he left. 

" Ass**** " Sebastian cursed as he clutched his shoulder in pain, however, the tier3 warrior only laughed heartily to the cries of Sebastian's pain. 

Max was a little shocked to see that a member of his brother's guild had joined the Red Hand group, however, he knew that if someone this strong from Earth had joined this guild, there must be something big going on behind the scenes. 

Something that he was not aware about, but his brother might be.

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( The next day ) 

The week started once more and it was a tiresome routine all over again for Max, with the first training of the week being dexterity training, the only stat that he missed last week due to the principal only introducing the ' path of the perfect' warrior on the second day. 

Max joined the Blacksmithing hall after a lot of deliberation, and after being tested as being ' Absolute Novice ' in the art of crafting, he was given the tasks of melting back failed projects into pure metal.

And hammering at hot round objects to make them flatter. 

Working in the Smithy, Max realised that he was very fond of working inside the Smithy, however he undoubtedly lacked the natural talent required for it, as while the work was very fun, he had a supreme knack for messing it up somehow. 

The Blacksmith hammer slipped his sweaty palms four times in the ten hours that he worked in the Smithy, and once hit a fellow worker ( Sebastian ), straight in the head causing major injuries. 

His hammering skills were so poor, he would often miss the centre of the object he was hammering, causing it to fly off the table at awkward angles, stinging other workers with a red hot iron ball. 

However his worst mistake was undoubtedly when he accidentally hammered the ball wrong and it went straight up a fellow female worker's arse, as she screamed and yelped in pain. 

By the time the ten hours ended, Max got the privilege of being personally scolded by the head blacksmith who labelled him the ' Most incompetent ' student to have ever entered the Smithy. 

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