Chapter 46
After meeting Old Walker, Rhode did not leave the Mercenary Association immediately. After all, their mercenary group still lacked a main tank and damage dealers. If he could hire a warrior or any defensive class, then Rhode’s next quest would be a lot easier. Unfortunately, this time, he could not find the mercenaries he desired. Those classes that usually stand in the front line were rare. Usually, only soldiers would choose that class, because, after all, who fancied getting constantly hit? Moreover, the majority of the tankers were also taken by larger groups. Thus, it was challenging to locate them, let alone hire them. Rhode and Lize had circled the hall for a while and chatted with a few swordsman. However, they did not meet Rhode’s requirements and naturally all of them were eliminated.
Rhode gave up for today. He began to shift his focus to think about how to increase their power. Deep Stone City didn’t have much to offer left. Moreover, Rhode didn’t have much money. And even if he had, he had to consider how the mercenaries would feel about joining a declining group. Some might even take advantage of their status and act bossy. Thus, he simply threw the idea of recruitment aside for now, because in front of him there were more important things to do,
First was his mercenary group points.
Lize was right. The most important thing right now was to increase their points to avoid the disbandment in winter. That should be the highest priority ——— and is certainly something that Rhode must pay most attention to. At least… they should not get another zero.
Completing missions was one way to acquire mercenary group points. So far, there are two categories of missions:
Missions issued by clients, where the client would give the rewards upon completion, and missions managed by the Mercenary Association based on the client specification.
The Mercenary Association would give rewards based on the difficulty level of the mission. Missions that were managed by the Association would also provide mercenary group points.
In the Mercenary Association, mission level is divided into six levels. Regular missions and 1-5 Star-Ranked missions. The ‘1-5’ refers to the difficulty rating system. Rewards also may differ among missions, and challenging missions usually had a stricter time limit.
Small mercenary groups were only allowed to take on Regular missions, or perhaps even 1 to 2 Star-Ranked missions. Completing Regular missions would net them 1 point when completed, 1 Star-Ranked mission would be 2 points, and 2 Star-Ranked missions were worth 3 points so on and so forth. While the small mercenary groups were limited to Regular missions and 1 to 2 Star-Ranked missions, medium-sized mercenary groups could take on 2 to 4 Star-Ranked missions. However, that didn’t mean that medium-sized groups were restricted to 2 to 4 Star-Ranked tasks, but even if they cleared lower ranked missions, they wouldn’t receive any points anyway. It was the same for mercenary guilds. They could only obtain rewards from 3 to 5 Star-Ranked missions.
If it wasn’t because of that, why would Rhode want to hang around the undead all day long? He was a living person that had no interest in the dead. In fact, if he could hire a mage, even a mage apprentice would also be useful. But unfortunately, mages were even rarer than Spirit Masters. Most of them never ventured far out from their house, let alone becoming a mercenary.
“I have decided, Uncle Hank. Please rest assured that we will complete the task.”
“Hope so.”
Seeing that he was unable to persuade Rhode, Uncle Hank sighed helplessly and shook his head. He wrote something on the paper on his table and nodded to Rhode.
“Well, Mr. Rhode, your mission has been registered. When you’ve completed the mission, just bring the token back as requested, once identified and confirmed we will give you the reward.”
“I understand.”
Rhode nodded and walked away. When his figure disappeared into the crowd, Uncle Hank shook his head in disappointment.
“That youngster is too reckless. Does he even know how difficult this mission is? Sigh… I don’t really know what to say anymore. Such a pity… He looked so young… but….”
While speaking to himself, Hank picked up the jug beside him sluggishly.
Then suddenly from behind, a clear bright voice rang out.
“What was stupid? Mr. Hank?”
“Ah, young miss!”
Upon hearing this voice, Hank’s body jolted up. He put down the jug on his hand embarrassingly and turned around to look at the person behind him while showing a trace of a bitter smile.
“Young miss, how do you have time visit me… I thought…”
“I’m the one asking you! What about the thing that I told you to do?”
“This…”
Facing this demanding young miss, Old Hank’s forehead drenched in sweat. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his face as he tried to make an excuse. “This… I am currently trying. You also saw it yourself, miss. These guys are mostly average. So far I have not found the right one yet, so…”
“So that’s why.” A beautiful voice sounded like the birds chirping in the early morning. She paused for a while and continued, “Then what happened just now?”
“Oh, that kid.”
Old Hank’s expression immediately changed and began to sigh.
“That guy was overestimating himself. Miss, you’ve got to hear this….”
As though he finally found something else to complain about, Old Hank quickly shifted the discussion to Rhode who had recently registered a 4 Star-Ranked mission. Of course, he exaggerated the story of how Rhode presented himself. But as a member of the Mercenary Association, he could not explicitly declare that they would certainly perish as the mercenaries were very sensitive to this kind of words. Since it was their job scope to deal with dangerous tasks, if he said things such as cursing him to die, then he truly had no conscience.
“Is that so.”
After listening to Old Hank’s complaint, she smiled.
“That is interesting… A mercenary group with only two people dared to take on a 4 Star-Ranked mission. It really is odd, isn’t it?”
“Yes, and I heard that Sereck was really fond of this guy. I really do not know which part that Sereck would fancy about him…”
“Uncle Hank.”
Old Hank was suddenly interrupted halfway by the girl.
“I have something that I hope you can help, but I don’t know whether you were willing?”
“Yes, as long as it’s within my ability, there’s certainly no problem.”
“Well, then…”
But after he heard that girl’s demand, Old Hank’s face turned green.