Exams are meaningless when you're on a mission from God

Nevertheless, Maximilian was a little nervous, waiting for his turn. The staff members had herded all of the students into the auditorium in preparation for the test. One by one, the students had been led through the door at the front. Will had been one of the first to go, leaving Maximilian all alone. Intellectually, he knew the test was meaningless. Enki had given him a special mission that involved the Labyrinth so he did not have to worry about getting a good placement. In fact, ending up without one would be for the best as it would allow him the freedom to just go to the Labyrinth and be done with it. Still, he could not completely shake off the fear of impending failure. What if he did so poorly in the test that they would hold him back for another semester or something?

"Max Wax", announced the grizzly old steward that was guarding the door. It took a moment for Maximilian to realize that they called for him as he had not heard his new last name yet. What a freaking joke of a name! He thought with a hint of amusement as he made his way to the door. The steward led him to a smaller room where five people were sitting behind a long table. He recognized two of them as the lecturers from his first day.

"Well then Max, let us begin", the oldest man, with a very impressive gray bread, announced. This started a rapid-fire session of questions that Maximilian was hard pressed to answer, that led to an intensive interrogation of his magic ability. Maximilian could feel sweat running down the sides of his head and his robe felt tight and constricting...

*****

"How did you do?" Will asked him as Max, dazed from the experience, stumbled outside to the courtyard. His friend had been drinking in the sun, based on the rosy cheeks on his face and the clay jug in his hands.

"I honestly don't know", Maximilian answered. He grabbed the jug and chugged the rest of the bitter wine-like drink.

"Sounds like you need to join me at the baths after dinner", Will told him with a suggestive wink. Max could only agree as his stomach was grumbling and the duo headed for the canteen. Many students were already there and Maximilian noticed that several tables had one or more clay jugs on them. Clearly everybody was looking to unwind with some fermented help.

"I think I did really well", Will explained while also stuffing his face with chicken breast. Maximilian nodded as he was busy chewing on chicken leg. Apparently, exam day meant they got a special meal!
"Of course, it's impossible to know beforehand what placement you get since we don't know how well other people scored", Will explained with chicken grease over his chin. "But I'm sure I did well enough for the Legion and that place isn't really that popular either so I'm certain to get in", he finished with fist-pump which Max met.
"I hope you get it Will, I really do", Maximilian answered.
"Enough of this buddy, finish your chicken and let's go party!"

*****

Maximilian stood, flabbergasted, at the entrance to the baths, completely awestruck by the unexpected sight that greeted him. Will, for his part, clearly knew what was going on as he eagerly joined in the revelry that looked like to be on the edge of turning into an orgy. Which would have been a fair description. Every pool had boys and girls canoodling and laughing and making out and talking. Those cheap clay jugs were everywhere but Maximilian also noted trays of what looked like dried mushrooms placed here and there.

All sorts of debauchery going on, Max though as he pondered his options - for all his life, he had been a strait-laced fellow and he had always been faithful to his wife. Well, fuck it, how often do you get a second life? Let's get it on!

He tossed the doubts aside together with his linen robe and cotton shorts, followed Will into the nearest bath and grabbed a handful of shrooms as well as a wine jug along the way.
"Do you want to kiss me", asked a red-tressed waif with freckles all over her face and her heaving chest.
"Do I ever", Maximilian answered and kissed her small lips. She tasted of wine so Max took a swig before offering the jug to her. After, they both snacked on the mushrooms.
"What are these supposed to do?" Maximilian asked.
"They make everything great!" The waif answered.
"Fair enough", Max shrugged and carefully placed the jug on the edge of the pool so that he could grab the girl properly.
"Now where were we", he whispered as he pulled the girl to his lap.

After an eternity of making out, or most likely just few minutes, the girl wriggled around enough to get her modest bosom out of the water. Maximilian did not need an invitation - he attacked her puffy nipples with his mouth and fingers, making the girl moan in pleasure. This emboldened the old-geezer-turned-into-a-young-stud and Max moved one hand underwater to grab her firm little butt cheek. This made her moan out loud.
"Fuck me already", the girl panted as Max took a breather from her nipples and he could only agree, his dick having been ready since the moment she nestled on his lap. Maximilian moved the freckled girl to lean against the edge of the little pool, her ass tantalizingly up in the air. It was only when he was standing behind her, guiding his rock-hard cock towards her pink pussy, did he realize that he was about to have sex in public with dozens and dozens of people watching. He froze in fright.

Then the shrooms kicked in.

And suddenly, having an audience only made it better. With an animalistic grunt, Maximilian drove himself to the hilt inside the ginger-girl who screamed in passion. Max held on to her ass with both hands as he pummelled her against the edge of the pool, her torso lying against the tiled floor, with warm water sloshing this way and that.

"That's the spirit buddy, go on!" Will encouraged though Max hardly noticed him, despite the fact that he had his arms around two naked ladies. Max could only focus on the female he was ravaging and the pleasure it was bringing him. Enough pleasure that he was very quickly approaching his climax. He had a fleeting thought of possibly impregnating her but such things mattered not when there was Pleasure to be had. So, with another roar he came deep inside her pussy, flooding her insides with cum. Out of breath, Maximilian fell on his butt into the pool, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the moment. What followed was hours of drunken debauchery. Afterwards Max could remember only vague snippets - a hairy pussy on his face, a bouncing blonde in his lap, hands caressing him everywhere, his hands wet with girl cum, a brunette cowgirl riding him, Will giving him more shrooms to eat which led to the two of them spit roasting a girl. At least he thought it was a girl, he wasn't quite sure of the details. The stars were bright in the sky when Max and Will stumbled to the courtyard, singing an off-key tune, trying to make their way back to their dormitory. They would never make it.

*****

Maximilian woke up with his face in the soft grass and the warm sun embracing his stiff body. Groaning, as his head felt like a brass band was practicing inside, he managed to get up to his feet. Will was snoring on the grass next to him. Several students were openly laughing at them as they crossed the courtyard. At least they were clothed!

Max kicked Will awake and lifted him up, guiding them towards the canteen and hopefully some breakfast. After a bowl of cold porridge, Maximilian realized that he did not need to suffer a hangover. Carefully focusing, he released the gold healing magic to run rampant inside his body and sure enough, in just few moments, he felt invigorated and like a new man!

"Will, use your healing magic to cure your hangover", Max suggested to his friend who just frowned at him.
"If it was possible, I would, you damn dunce", he groused, which led to Max frowning in turn.
_Will isn't strong enough to heal himself? Or not skilled enough? _Thoughts raced around his head. But he did not have time to ponder them further as the bells started ringing and Will got up.

"Let's go buddy, it's the moment of truth. Our futures are about to be decided!"

Maximilian followed him. Instead of the auditorium that had become familiar to him, his friend led him to the large open field behind the main building. There was an open canopy, under which a cavalcade of chairs was placed and several Very Important looking people were milling around. A raised platform next to it was covered by the school's flag. Eventually the stewards and staff herded the students into lines and columns in front of the platform. To their side arrayed several people in uniform, carrying different flags.
"Look, there's Imperial Legion", Will whispered to Max and nudged his head but Maximilian could not ascertain which one his friend meant. Not that it mattered, he knew he was not going to join any of them.

Finally, the headmaster climbed up to the platform with a large scroll, unfurled it and started calling out names. What followed was easily in Top Three of Maximilian's Most Boring Experiences. As the name of a student was called by the headmaster, they would walk up to the platform and announce where they wanted to be assigned. The headmaster would confirm this choice and then the student walked up to the correct flag. Rinse and repeat, ad nauseum. The only excitement was on behalf of Will. Unsurprisingly, the Imperial Palace was the first to fold their flag, their ambassador raising up from his chair and, together with the flagbearer, led their students, or now new members, away. Will was sweating bullets that the Imperial Legion would do the same before his name was called.
"Will Tischaniel!" The headmaster had a surprisingly strong voice for a chap who looked over a century old.
"Congratulations buddy!" Maximilian managed to whisper as Will sprinted to the front. The lanky youth was smiling from ear to ear as he joined the other Legion candidates. And not too soon, the student after Will also joined the Legion and that led to their flag being folded and the group went their way. For a moment, Maximilian wondered if he would ever see Will again. Despite only knowing him for two days, he felt close to him. Participating in an orgy together would do that.

One by one the flags were folded by their bearers and their respective ambassadors gathered their new staff and left. Maximilian felt hot and sore, despite him shifting his weight and wiggling his toes. One girl near him was sobbing, another boy looked to be about to do the same. But not everybody was emotionally crushed. There were some who had determination written over their faces and few students looked just bored.
They probably have clear plans for future, like I do, Maximilian thought.

"That concludes the assignment part of the ceremony. For the rest of you, I congratulate you for passing the Initiate School of the Church. As per tradition, you are released to the world as free agents, to seek out your destiny and to do the bidding of the Gods as best as you can. Our most famous and celebrated heroes were once in your position so keep your head up and go forth!"

The speech was a nice touch by the headmaster but it was somewhat undermined by the fact that he immediately took off and briskly walked back to the main building, followed by the school staff. The custodians meanwhile ushered the students away from the building. One **** student tried to run around them, for what reason he could not fathom, only to be clubbed by one of the custodians. The student dropped like a sack of potatoes. Maximilian realized that they would not even be allowed back to their rooms. Luckily for him, he had not left anything behind but he also had nothing except the clothes he was wearing.

"So, what now?" Someone said out loud what most of them were thinking.
"Unless you know how to teleport, there's a carriage service running from Meadows", the determined looking boy said.
"Does it go to the Labyrinth", Maximilian asked but the boy just shrugged and started walking away after pulling his satchel over his shoulder. That made Maximilian realized that most of the students had bags with them. They knew this was going to happen and had prepared for it. Once again, he cursed the boy whose body he had taken over.

Sure, why would he plan for the future when he was going to kill himself but now, I'm up shit creek without a paddle, Maximilian mused darkly. Unable to think of anything else, he joined the small group of former students walking towards Meadows, the little town nearby.