NOVEL NEXT Chapter 22: Recruitment Week
Conn: I did another two hundred set today.
Conn: I wonder when Larry will be back.
Larry: The fuck? You're still here kid?
Conn: yes sir. I'm just out here trying to improve.
Larry: I'd thought you'd fucked off by now.
Conn: You want to get rid of me or something haha?
Larry: Yes. Look here, kid. You're not the only one who needs skills, you got that?!?!
Larry: We're competing over the same thing. The competition's in November.
Larry turns around and waves Conn off.
Larry: I hope you can even enter. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Derek comes out instead and talks to Conn.
Derek: Are you still out here kid?
Conn: Yeah, what's up my man.
Derek: The Cunry Regional Fighting Competition. Find an Entry Ticket. If you win, you will learn 3 skills from me.
Derek: That is all.
Derek leaves Conn before he could reply.
Conn: Wait how do I get a ticket?
Conn reached out to where Derek was standing. He starts crying somberly losing all hope for training. His stomach growls interrupting his crying.
Conn: Gosh darn it. I need to go get food. Haven't eaten since yesterday morning.
Conn enters the closest restaurant.
???: What would you like to order, Sir?
Conn: Uh first I would like to ask is there anyway to work for my food? I currently I have none.
???: What?
???: A customer with no money?
Conn: I'm so sorry I'm new to this town and I have no currency.
???: You don't look like you can do much anyways.
Conn: Is that a challenge?
???: Whoa there man. I'm not challenging anything.
Conn: I'm sorry. I'm just really hungry. Is there anything I can do for a meal?
???: Ok. You can be the dishwasher.
Conn: Sounds good!
The stranger grabbed a piece of bread and handed it to Conn.
???: Eat up.
Conn: Thank you so much I really needed that.
???: The name's Mav.
Mav: You can start cleaning dishes.
Conn: Nice to meet you Mac, my name's Conn. And I'll get on it now.
Mav: Glad to hear it.
Conn started on washing the dishes. He also swept the floor as Mav instructed him to. After a hard long day, Conn finishes his work at the restaurant.
Conn: Anything else Mav?
Mav: That's it for today. Come back tomorrow morning at ten.
Conn: Does that come with another meal?
Mav: Maybe.
Conn: Alright, see ya later Mav!
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Fiona: Hey, Qredius.
Fiona: Have you thought about competing?
Qredius: There's a contest? I hadn't heard.
Fiona: It's a very big contest in the west here.
Fiona: Most people who want to enter cannot because they need a ticket.
Fiona: You can only get a ticket by finding or challenging a ticket holder.
Qredius
: Do you have one?Fiona: Yes. I have it right here.
Qredius: I suppose I'll need to challenge you for it?
Fiona: You don't need to.
Qredius: I see.
Qredius: How generous.
Fiona: I'm willing to enter you in.
Fiona: As your sponsor.
Qredius: The gesture is appreciated.
Fiona: There is much more I can benefit as a sponsor than as a fighter and you know me and my money.
Qredius: When is this contest?
Fiona: It is in November.
Qredius: Understood.
Qredius: Not long but some time to train.
Fiona: The contest is called "The Cunry Regional Fighting Competition". You will be fighting all the adventurers and soldiers from all over the kingdom.
Fiona: There will even be some coming from outside the kingdom.
Qredius: How exciting.
Qredius: What is the format?
Qredius: One on one or battle royale?
Fiona: It will be a tournament based on the ticket holder and their seeds.
Qredius: All right.
Qredius: I'll trust your guidance then in preparation for it.
Fiona: Very well. There is a bath and bed upstairs.
Fiona: I'll make us some food.
Qredius: Thank you.
Qredius takes a bath within five minutes.
Fiona: Come sit down at the table.
Qredius: Okay.
Fiona: I made us some eggs and mashed beef.
Fiona: I know I'm not the best cook.
Qredius: I appreciate the effort regardless.
Qredius: Itadakimasu
Fiona: Itada-what?
Qredius: nevermind.
Qredius: It's something from err...
Qredius: where I come from he he..
Fiona: From your hometown? Probably a tradition.
Qredius: It means essentially
Qredius: that I'm grateful for this food.
Fiona: Ah. I see. Well. Eat up.
Qredius finishes his plate and wipes his mouth.
Fiona: Are you full?
Qredius: Yes thank you. It was quite satisfactory.
Fiona: I need to get going now.
Fiona: You can train here if you'd like, or you can go back to the training field.
Qredius: What training routine do you recommend?
Fiona: Just the normal routine is fine. Breathing control is good too. And maybe practice your new skill a few times?
Qredius: Got it.
Qredius: I think I'll stay here and do it.
Fiona: Okay. Bye.
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???: Have you been around town yet?
Toxix: No.
???: The name's Thomas. What's yours?
Toxix: Toxix.
Thomas: Toxix, have you been here long?
Toxix: About three days.
Thomas: Did you meet anyone new?
Toxix: I met up with Jim, and saw the other guild hall person. Though I can't remember their name.
Thomas: Ah. That's probably Steel. He's a complete softy despite his name.
Thomas: What skills are you looking to learn?
Toxix: Just the basics I guess.
Toxix: and hopefully some quick kill spells.
Thomas: Killing? As a rogue?
Toxix: yes sir
Toxix: I'd like to be a proper assassin one day.
[Then why didn't you pick assassin 
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Thomas: Most rogues focus on how to survive within a city first.
Toxix: Sorry, got a bit ahead of myself.
Toxix: That works perfectly.
Thomas: You know, because they are mainly hated by the government.
Toxix: Sorry yeah, I probably should focus on survival skills for now.
Toxix: Had two guards chasing me down yesterday.
Thomas: Have you learned about the crafting menu yet?
Toxix: No I haven't.
Thomas: Just think about opening your menu.
Toxix: Okay. I got it.
Toxix: It says I have no recipes.
Toxix: I guess I need stuff first?
Thomas: Yeah. How else are you going to craft stuff?
Toxix: makes sense.
Conn
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Class: Trojan
Level: 0
Skills: None
Inventory: None
Qredius
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Class: Archer
Level: 0
Skills:
Ricochet
Inventory: None
Toxix
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Class: Rogue
Level: 0
Skills: None
Inventory: None