Third POV:
Bazz B groaned as he came out of his room in the morning. "The beds here may as well be haystacks in a barn."
"Tell me about it," Akin, who was already out and leaning on the hallway, groaned as well while stretching his arms.
Another door was opened and Liltotto came out of her room. "Urgh, isn't there any breakfast around here? I'm starving."
"I'm sure Tommy will get us something," Askin stated while shrugging his shoulders. He then turned a curious look at the other two Quincy. "I gotta confess. I half expect you two to make a run for it. Gérard has even been outside this whole time."
"I like living, thank you very much," Liltotto stated, rolling her eyes.
Truth to be told, Liltotto did in fact consider escaping, but she did not have much confidence in out running Gérard or Jugram, and that was if Yhwach himself didn't come for her.
Another door was opened and Jugram walked out. "I see you're all awake."
"Good morning to you, too," Askin said sarcastically, while Bazz B glared at Jugram. "Well, the only ones left are his majesty and Tommy."
"His majesty is already awake," Jugram stated as he walked to Thompson's room. "It's time to awake the new Quincy."
Jugram opened the door and looked inside. Thompson was sleeping while sitting on the bed and leaning on the wall besides it. The rule book was closed on his lap.
Walking up to him, Jugram placed a hand on his shoulder and began lightly shaking him. "Wake up. It's morning."
Thompson jolted awake. "Wha... What?"
"You will take your test soon. You should have breakfast while you can," Jugram instructed, taking a step away from Thompson as he got off the bed.
"Right, yeah, I got it," Thompson placed the book down and stretched, his back letting out a few pops from the position of his sleep.
"You actually managed to finish that big book?" Bazz B asked, sounding somewhat impressed.
Thompson nodded while rubbing his eyes. "Yeah, it took me a little over a couple of hours, actually. Though, it did mean I slept a little late."
Jugram picked up the book and flipped through it. He stopped at a random page and read it. "What is the third rule written on page two hundred and six?"
"Rule C Seventy Three, Guilds are allowed to sell merchandise advertising their Guild and members as long as its not A: break any laws of legal products and B: offensive to other Guilds and the Magical Council," Thompson recited instantly.
"Damn, that's impressive," Askin whistled, impressed that Thompson knew the answer without even knowing the number of the rule itself. "Looks like your Schrift is really coming in handy."
"Yeah," Thompson, however, sighed in regret. "Really, where was this stuff when I was studying in college," he groaned.
"Can we get something to eat already?!" Liltotto demanded.
First POV: Thompson.
Honestly, I really was surprised that I actually finished and learned everything in nearly just two hours. Even if I knew my Schrift will help, it was still a weird feeling to have.
The rules of Guilds themselves are rather loose. Most of them are worded to leave the control to the Guild Master and their way of dealing with things, but there was still a few absolute laws for every Guild to follow regardless of the Guild Master's approval.
It's the rules BETWEEN Guilds where things get complicated.
The Magical Council must really want to avoid wars between Guilds. Which is understandable considering how destructive a war between Mages can be, honestly.
Seriously though, it's no wonder Makarov didn't do anything when Phantom Lord wrecked their Guild Hall. If he tried to report it, it would have just caused more problems.
It would open a whole investigation, bring in a whole lot of people for questioning, and demand witnesses from both sides. Phantom Lord's Master -whatever his name was. I read/watched Fairy Tail before getting my Schrift- can just show a job request that says Gajeel wasn't anywhere near Magnolia and they would have to take his word for it.
Best case scenario, Phantom Lord says Gajeel acted on his own and he'd be the only one in trouble while his Guild gets off scot free.
An interesting thing I learned though was that, while requests for killing and assassination are illegal, killing itself is in fact legal to an extent.
It depends on the situation, but it's not actually against law for Mages to kill when doing a job. Like in self defence or when the battle gets too heated, or when dealing with high level criminals like the Ballam Alliance.
I still can't understand why Yhwach wanted me to take the test so soon. Maybe he was testing me, too? Or wanted to experiment with Schrift and how good I'm at using it?
Anyway, after having breakfast -which used up another fifteen thousand Jewels- I headed to the administration centre with the five Quincy that are going to be my Guild Members.
As we reached the building, I stopped for a second in front of one of the windows to make sure I didn't look like a mess for my test.
I was twenty six and looked as such. I had blond hair and green eyes like Jugram, but mine were a shade paler than his. My hair was a bit messy so I evened it out with my hands the best I could before taking a deep breath and opening the door.
I went to the Guild Administration table and found the same girl waiting there. "Hi, I'm here for the Guild Master test."
The girl looked at me and blinked. "You're... the guy from yesterday. You studied already?"
"Yeah," I replied.
"Oh, I see. You have a pair of Gale Glasses, don't you?" The girl smiled for some reason. "I have a pair myself. They're a life saver when it comes to books and papers, huh?"
"Oh, definitely," I lied immediately.
I have no idea what she's talking about. I think Gale Glasses are those glasses that help you read really fast in Fairy Tail. It's better she believes that then me saying anything else.
Though, now I'm curious about getting them and seeing how they work with my Schrift.
"Well, do you have the administration fee and the paper from yesterday?" The girl asked.
"Yeah, five hundred thousand, right?" I, painfully, handed her the money and paper.
The girl took them and looked them over, probably counting the Jewels making sure they're real while checking if I left anything empty on the paper. She nodded and pointed behind her. "In the back there are four doors. Door number four is where you'll take the test. Door number one is where your Guild's wizards will be tested for being actually able to use magic. The details of the test will be given to you by the test's supervisor. Give them this card when you go in," she explained, handing me a small card with the words 'Guild Master Test Approved: Wizard Guild' on it.
"Alright, thank you," I said to the girl, taking the card. I turned around and headed back to the group of Quincy. "Alright, I have a written exam to take. You guys are gonna have to prove your 'Mages'."
"Wait, what?" Askin blinked at me. "But... we're not Mages."
"Magic is VERY weird here. Your abilities aren't that far off in terms of appearance," I explained, making sure to whisper so no one around hears. "Just give them some lights. A common Quincy bow and arrow made from Spiritual Energy are enough to have you dubbed as a Mage. Can't you all do that?" They all nodded and then I remembered something. "Oh, and, uh, hold back, okay?"
"Why?" Gérard asked.
"These guys' standards are way lower than you expect. Just give them a little light show. No reason to show off or blow anything up, okay?" I asked.
"Sounds good to me," Askin seemed happy to hear that. "Don't like working too much anyway."
"Tch, fine. Don't feel like showing off to these losers anyway," Bazz B reluctantly agreed.
"Alright, go back to door number one. We'll meet up when I finish my test," I said as we all began heading to the back of the building.
While the five Quincy went to door one, I continued my way to door four and walked in. The room was styled like a common classroom, minus the blackboard.
Sitting on a desk at the front of a middle aged man with a balding head and heavy mustache. He was reading a newspaper that he sat down and looked at me curiously.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Ah, yes, I'm here to take the Guild Master Test," I said approaching him and handing him the card the girl gave me. He took the card and looked it over before giving me a weird look. "Is... something wrong?"
The man shook his head. "No, not really. It's just unusual to see someone as young as you becoming a Wizard Guild's Master," he then motioned to the rest of the room. "Take a seat. I'll give you the test and explain the rules in a second."
I walked to the very front seat and sat down. While the man began rummaging through his desk's drawer, I began thinking about how the other Quincy were doing.
I really hope they don't go too far.