Sacrifice: Time of Mine

Chapter 58: Appraisal Scroll

"Since that's settled, your original intention is to create an identity card right?" the Guild Master's words surprised Avion.

"How did you know that?" Avion asked.

"I see that your friend is holding a quest paper. Since you are new here and still didn't know your Initial Rank, you want to get appraised at the same time."

"Oh..." Avion slowly clapped and praised with a whisper, "That's accurate."

'Wait, I guessed right?' the Guild Master frowned. He was just cornering Avion to get appraised to reveal his Rank.

Both Mettany and he were still doubtful when Avion said he didn't know his Initial Rank. He may not go back in his words, but he would lie up front. That was their initial impression.

However, if Avion really had the intention of getting appraised, then what's the point of lying?

'He doesn't really know?' the Guild Master was getting confused. Who on Flasse didn't get appraised upon birth?

Even slaves get appraised. If they had talent, their master would nurture them and that will become a great benefit.

Only people who live in a cave are the exceptions. Is Avion like that or is there something more complicated behind this?

Guild Master Gon thought for a while before giving up on thinking. He will ponder about this after he saw Avion's Rank to change his view.

"Mettany, go get the appraisal scroll."

Mettany nodded without reluctance on her face.

'This Guild Master seriously abuses me! Wait till husband take me from you!' she daydreamed. Standing up, she squeezed out her last energy to use Body Strengthening but this only made her had a strength of a commoner.

After a while, she came back with a white scroll in her hand. The handle was translucent white and there was nothing special about it.

This scroll is thin and light. It was small enough for Mettany to hold it on one hand.

"Give me a piece of hair." Guild Master Gon took the appraising process as he put his opened hand upfront. I shouldn't force her for a while now, he thought.

Avion nodded and reached out his hand... towards Fobo.

However, he paused since he only saw a shiny ball instead of a head full of hair. His hand then continued to move towards the unsuspecting Naron. Avion's eyes became keen and reached out his hand before pulling one of Naron's nose hair.

"Ouch!"

"Here" Avion then put the nose hair onto the Guild Master's palm.

"Pfft!" Mettany suddenly covered her mouth.

"Ew" Avion whispered as he wiped his own fingers on the Guild Master's palm.

'Oh no, hahaha, he's really testing Guild Master's patience.' Mettany thought as she held her laughter.

The lobby was momentarily quiet before Fobo exclaimed in a low voice, "What are you doing?!" before standing up and putting the nose hair away from the Guild Master's palm.

'Just putting the nose hair away doesn't alleviate the Guild Master's anger.' Mettany inwardly shook her head.

"You should put your own hair." Fobo put his head down and looked at Avion's nose, "Hm, clean... This is a problem, where can we find a hair?"

'Don't think others is like you, a baldy! My husband has a wonderful fluffy hair!'

Meanwhile, the Guild Master just looked at them with dead eyes. Avion looked at Guild Master and thought if he accidentally opened up a new trick using time.

Seeing those dead eyes, Naron shuddered and stood up, taking matters into his own hands.

"Fobo, don't be so dumb. How can you not see a single hair strand?!" he then bowed and looked up to Avion's nose.

"Huh?... You're right, it's clean..."

'What? What's with the nose hair?!'

"You have no choice but to get one from his head then." Temon suggested as he raised his only-frame glasses.

'Finally, someone with a head but why does it sound like that the head hair is the last resort!?' 

At that moment, Mettany's eyes widened. She then recalled the moment these three got their identity cards. Back then, she thought;

'Huh? Why is their hair so short? Maybe they just cut it with scissors. These people from the slums are surprisingly conservative... But where did this fat and short baldy got his hair from? Hahaha, maybe this is his last hair.'

Mettany's past laugh was resounding in her head.

'Hahaha, maybe this is his last hair.'

Her face turned pale.

'Haha... last hair.'

...

'Hair'

"You bastards!" Mettany suddenly roared as she slammed on the table, revealing quite an entry even though she was tired.

The three who just sat down, feeling proud since they helped Avion were startled.

'What did we do?'

The Guild Master then sighed and said, "I appreciate your anger, Mettany, but it's fine. I am a Water Elementalist. Getting dirty is no problem." water condensed from the air, washing his hand before evaporating into air again.

Avion and the three were amazed upon seeing this.

'I am not angry for you though!' Mettany complained in her head but just sat down.

After which, Guild Master Gon took the hair from Avion's hand. He then opened the scroll, showing a blank space. He dropped the hair onto it before he closed the scroll and said;

"Appraise"

This was the second time the three saw it. The fourth time, technically, however, they were still amazed by this sight.

The small translucent handles of the scroll lit up.

"Hm? Gray?" Mettany saw the color of the light and was puzzled. The color of the light determined the Element of the appraised person. Red is for fire, white is for water, silver is for wind, brown is for earth, green is for plant, and etc.

However, she didn't know there was a gray one. What Element is that?

"An Unrecorded Element." Guild Master Gon realized he found a treasure more precious than gold.

He then opened the scroll after the light disappeared. Both him and Mettany had a baffled expression.

"Eh? Why are there just numbers?" Mettany asked.

The scroll opened and it showed Avion's full name on top which should be expected [Avion Teller] but the things that were written below it was something that made them surprised.

"Maybe the scroll is broken?" the usually quiet Mettany was full of questions but the Guild Master had a different thought on this.

He laid out the scroll and it was filled with random numbers until the end of it. There were no other information other than the random numbers.

"So it is a broken scroll." Mettany just sighed and was about to stand up to get one but the Guild Master stopped her.

"Wait," he then asked, "What's the first data the appraisal scroll will show?"

"Eh? Isn't is the Elementalist's Level that will determine their Rank...." upon the sudden realization, Mettany saw that the Guild Master was pointing at something below the words [Avion Teller]. It says [Rank Level] before a series of number.

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