Chapter Thirty-Three: Quarrel Over Trifles

  The other students in the class were also stunned, although they didn't know what the teacher's flag signal meant, but looking at the teacher's reaction, they knew that Qianjin, a student who usually doesn't actively answer questions in class, was not just physically strong.

  "I'm so thirsty..." Gan Jing scooped up two ladles of cool water from the water bucket and poured them down his throat. He recalled how he had bitterly smiled in class to keep a good position for the Dou Ling Great Array, and some things were really hard to explain clearly. The skills he had worked hard to learn that day, which he thought would be useless after one test, were actually used again here.

  Qian Jin returned to the classroom, only to find that almost all of his classmates were still in a daze. Huan Na, the teacher in charge, got up slowly with a lost expression and walked out of the classroom without even giving Qian Jin another glance.

  Qianjin glanced at the course schedule, and the next class was Continental Geography. He returned to his own seat again, only to hear Luolin's low voice: "For the flag language final exam, I'm going to copy from you."

  "No problem, as long as you don't introduce your sister to me again..."

  "Plagiarism is a friendship between men, how can it be a transaction? I am Luo Lin, a man of principle! You are destined to become my brother-in-law!"

  Geography class, basic military formation class... Continental history class... and Warrior Martial Arts class.

  The Auckland Academy of Magic and Warriors, like other primary magic and warrior academies, has a very full schedule, with four classes in the morning and two in the afternoon. Students here can't even feel the passage of time, blinking their eyes, and the two afternoon classes are over.

  Stretching his waist and looking at the sun in the sky, it's still early now, no need to rush to the small forest to accept the challenge. Instead, go to Franlin's blacksmith shop first, easily find a job that can quickly increase income, how can you not take advantage of the good time to earn more?

  The teacher had just left the classroom, and Qian Jin stood up and quickened his pace, also walking out of the classroom.

  Flanlin's Blacksmith, the second largest blacksmith in this remote city of Auckland, was never quiet. Even when pedestrians walked on the bustling streets, they could hear the sound of ironing coming from the backyard of Flanlin's Blacksmith.

  Today, Gan Jing walked to the entrance of the blacksmith's shop, but still did not hear the usual clangs and bangs, the sound of hammers striking red-hot iron blocks.

  "Are you taking a rest today?" Qian Jin curiously walked into the shop and immediately saw several front desk sales staff who had lost their spirit.

  Several young salespeople from the ironwork shop that had been seen before, surged towards Qianjin like a tide, with only one person running in the opposite direction, happily and quickly into the interior of the ironwork shop.

  "Qian Jin, you've finally arrived..."

  "Come on, come on! Today you must win honor for us!"

  "Come on, we're all counting on you at Franlin's Ironworks..."

  He looked at the surrounding shop assistants with a strange and dry expression, he had just joined this Franlin blacksmith shop for one day, and could only forge second-grade iron to begin with. The Franlin shopkeeper was someone who could forge weapons, so it would be better to rely on him instead.

  The quiet backyard of Frank's blacksmith shop was also filled with the sound of loud voices and footsteps in the next instant.

  "Qian Jin, you've finally arrived..."

  Francis, walking at the front of the team, held his thirty-pound iron hammer and opened his arms to hug Qianjin.

  Dry and inexplicable, looking at several ironworkers rushing out, it's only the second day of coming here to work, there shouldn't be any deep friendship, right? Why is everyone's face filled with such a happy smile?

  Two men came out of the house door connecting the backyard and the front hall, their bodies were somewhat slender, but the muscles on their shoulders and arms told outsiders that they were very strong, wearing clothes that only blacksmiths would wear when forging iron, which also indicated that he was a blacksmith.

  The only thing on his chest was a metal emblem, engraved with flames and a hammer head, which was completely different from the emblem of Franlin's ironwork shop, indicating that this should not be an ironworker from a human ironwork shop.

  This sign, in Auckland city is still a relatively well-known symbol, it's the logo of Lucas Blacksmith, the first blacksmith shop in town. Dryander lived here for a while and was familiar with this emblem.

  What are the people from Lucas' blacksmith shop doing here? With ill intentions? To provoke a fight? Gan Jing quickly sized up the person in front of him, making various guesses. It couldn't be, could it? The scale of Lucas' blacksmith shop was much larger than Franlin's, and although they were ranked as the first and second blacksmith shops in the city, they weren't even on the same level. There was no need to lower themselves, right?

  A door connecting the backyard and the front hall, at this time, seven more people walked out, five men and two women. Each of them wore simple soft armor, holding either a steel knife or an iron sword in their hands, with a medium-sized leather pouch attached to each person's waist.

  This is standard adventurer equipment! If there's anything missing from this party, it would be a magician and an archer.

  With a raised eyebrow, there was no surprise on his face about the mismatched team. Mages are a very valuable profession, and more mages after graduation will choose to enter the military, or the royal family, or various large aristocratic families to serve, where there are more resources to help them.

  Of course, there are also rumors that a group of ambitious mages have formed a mage union. There are many mages here who help each other develop magic and conduct various research, occasionally taking on tasks outside to earn some compensation for the mage guild to maintain its operation.

  Only a very small number of magicians will join adventurers or mercenaries, so magicians in adventurer teams are absolutely rare.

  This team in front of us, judging from their equipment, doesn't seem to be one of those wealthy teams. Wanting to recruit a magician? The possibility is much smaller than being hit by a falling star on the head.

  As for hiring a magician? Low-level magicians can't even use a fireball spell on their own, they can only use some auxiliary magic, and in battle, the hindrance is greater than the help. If you don't take care of them properly and they die in battle, the Magician's Guild won't let it go, they will definitely demand a large sum of compensation.

  Mages are very expensive, they need to spend money to study magic, and making magic scrolls also costs money. A team with this level of equipment, even if they use all their income, may not be able to afford a mage, let alone compensate for accidentally killing one.

  "Are you the second-rate blacksmith who came here yesterday?"

  The people in Lucas' blacksmith shop looked at Gan Jing up and down with their four eyes, frequently shooting out unexpected gazes. Such a young person was actually a second-level blacksmith, which really made it hard for people to believe.

  It turns out this is actually Chapter 33, I made a mistake when uploading the chapter number... wrote it as Chapter 39 instead, sorry about that.