Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

It goes without saying that Senior Doomsday Fireball will answer your questions and resolve your doubts. From a personal development perspective, joining a mercenary team provides magicians with more diverse growth paths.

In Vita, the opportunities for promotion may be relatively limited, but in a mercenary team, you can gain fame and practical benefits more quickly by virtue of your outstanding performance and completion of tasks.

After a round of questions and answers, everyone understood because the hint was very obvious. In short, joining the mercenary team is a choice full of opportunities and challenges for Viteta's colleagues.

The magicians who are now joining the mercenary team are very enthusiastic. The mercenary team is obviously another hidden Witte Tower. People who are well-informed know that the mercenary base is luxurious and fully functional. Its functions are no different from those of the magic tower, only the form is different.

So almost eighty percent expressed their desire to join, but there were only forty places available. The five ice magicians who were the main force of this mission were given priority to join and could submit their personal information to Miss Blaney, so there were only thirty-five people left.

Fireball of Doom: "I never thought that everyone would be so actively involved in the mercenary team. The number of places is limited. Let's put it this way. The top 20 in the combat department will be given priority to join. The other places will be given to three potion masters who are proficient in medical skills, five places to the animal taming department, three places to the alchemy department, and only one place each for the formation master, astrologer, and historian. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, so we will arrange for them all..."

At this time, five ice magicians submitted their personal information, which were all prepared in advance. Blaney took the information with a smile: "Welcome to join the mercenary team, you are under the command of the commander-in-chief, Senior Doomsday Fireball, I am just cooperating with you."

"Haha! You're welcome. The girl is pregnant, and you still have to take care of such trivial matters. You're tired! Don't get up, just sit down..."

Bailey leaned forward and said sincerely, "Director, I'll take care of this matter, you just sit down and take a rest. I'm not eligible to sign up for the mercenary team, but I really want to take a place. Since the director is the captain, can you make some concessions?"

"Although you are a member of the combat department, if you are ranked low, I think you should not take advantage of this. The reward of mercenaries is not as high as that of a pocket watch shop. Besides, if you try to fish in troubled waters, the gain will outweigh the loss. Entering the mission stage, it will be a life-threatening job. Don't be greedy for the small profits of selling goods..." The director responded firmly.

Blaney was unwilling to let her take up a precious spot in vain. After all, she had no secondary abilities except combat skills. It would be impossible for her to take the position when the spots were so limited. So she politely declined.

Baileytri watched the people arguing over there for the spots, and he knew in his heart that being a mercenary must have many advantages, so he seemed a little unwilling.

At this time, a magician desperately squeezed in front of the doomsday fireball and shouted loudly: "I am ranked 52nd in the combat department, astrology as a secondary job, and a prospecting expert. I have three positions. Am I qualified to join?" The magician named Nabrun blushed and his eyes were full of anticipation.

The senior smiled and said, "Nabulun? I didn't know you had this ability. What's the use of being a prospecting expert? But knowing astrology is barely acceptable. Hey, the ranking of senior magicians is very different. The second place can't withstand the attack of the first place for one minute, and the third place can't withstand the power of the second place. More than 50 senior magicians are really not suitable for fighting. Forget it! Allow him to join and work hard to make up for the gap. Just for the sake of the astrologer, it's approved."

"Thank you, Mr. Doomsday Fireball. I will work harder in the future..." Nabrun was very excited and successfully joined the mercenary team.

Then someone else shouted, "Me! Animal Tamer, historian, gourmet, winemaker."

Senior Doomsday Fireball looked at the person in front of him, frowned and said, "We are going to fight. You are not qualified. What's the point of knowing these things? The next one..."

Most people burst into laughter. This guy's talent was average. The only thing that was useful was that he was a gourmet, which meant that his cooking might be very delicious.

Blaney saw the dejected magician, a middle-aged, slightly fat magician in his thirties. His appearance was not outstanding, and even gave people an impression of being ordinary and a little ugly.

His round face was like over-fermented dough, with thick fat accumulated, making his cheeks look particularly full, as if it was going to squeeze his already small eyes into two thin slits.

Not only were his eyes small, but they were also partially covered by loose eyelids, and his gaze revealed a bit of fatigue and lifelessness, as if he had experienced countless setbacks and disappointments.

His nose was flat, as if it had been pressed down by a heavy object. The bridge of his nose was almost indistinguishable, and the sides of his nose were covered with large pores, like the ruthless marks of time and the marks of the hardships of life.

The mouth is wide but lacks the beauty of lines, and the lips are thick and slightly turned outward, giving the overall feeling of being clumsy and dull.

Seeing this, Blayney also thought that this person looked a bit wretched. He was the one who was eliminated by the seniors. Blayney flipped through his list and saw: Zaire, senior earth magician, animal tamer, gourmet, winemaker, historian...

Blainey is currently in need of a trainer to train red wolves and black tigers. Zaire has good skills and is like a personal nanny. He doesn't need to charge into battle. Just give him a share of the benefits. It all depends on him to get any delicious food in the wild.

From the perspective of the magic world's professional system, different secondary job abilities will play a unique role in specific situations. For a magician like Zaire, who seems to have no obvious role in battle, his abilities such as animal taming and gourmet food may provide unexpected support and help in a long adventure.

From the perspective of teamwork, a diverse team requires talents with different skills. Although Zaire may not have an advantage in combat strength, his special skills can enrich the team's functions and add a guarantee for the team's overall survival and development.

Although Zaire was eliminated by Doomsday Fireball in the beginning, Blaney wanted to give him a chance based on practical needs, mainly to facilitate his own livelihood, and he didn't mind supporting him.

"Bellitry, have you seen that dejected fat man? Go and call him over..."

"Director, I recognize this guy. He is not very strong in combat and is very talkative. He can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman and is a bit vulgar. Haven't you noticed that most magicians look down on him?"

"Did he ever touch girls or do anything dishonest to them? Or did he do something dishonest?"

Bailey thought about it and shook his head: "I don't think I've heard of this. It's just a bit vulgar, and that look makes me uncomfortable."

Blaney smiled and said, "As long as he doesn't act out of line, there's no problem in principle. Just ask him to come over..."

Bailey Terry was originally tasked with running errands for Bryony, who was not convenient for him. In addition, he found that the little girl had a lot of energy, so he did not dare to neglect her and could only do it...