Wizard Farming Guide

Chapter 11 Follow-up

Rhodes attempted to sign a [Ranch Contract] with the Iceblade Fang Wolf in front of him, but was refused.

Unsurprisingly, this wolf is quite intelligent, and having been raised by Peggy from a young age, it has developed a strong dependence and loyalty on her.

Upon witnessing Rod kill its master, the beast's murky eyes revealed anger and hatred, making it impossible for it to obey.

Without wasting any more time, Rhodes drew his sword and cleanly pierced its head, sending it to meet Peggy.

At the same time, he took out a quartz tube from his waist and collected the mixture of red and white fluid flowing from the head of the Ice Blade Wolf.

The brains, spinal fluid, and blood of a demon wolf are combined with a high-grade black goji berry for nourishment and harmonized with magical power.

Most importantly, the lingering soul of the Ice Blade Wolf after its death was used as a catalyst, allowing the medicinal effects to successfully fuse together and form a magical potion.

【Name: Ice Blade Fang Wolf Evolution Potion】

[Quality: Tier 1, Common]

[Effect: A fairly successful potion, giving ordinary wolves a 50% chance of evolving into Iceblade Fang Wolves.]

Rod shook the quartz tube, and the milky white liquid inside bubbled slightly.

This potion involves the extraction and blending of souls, which is quite difficult. Rhodes was only recently qualified to attempt it.

If you succeed on the first try, that's pretty lucky; a 50% chance of success in subsequent attempts is also within an acceptable range.

Having successfully completed a soul manipulation, according to the standards of the wizard's guide, I can now be considered to have stepped into the realm of a formal wizard.

According to the four levels of wizards (knowledgeable/miraculous/truthful/paradoxical), from formal wizards to demigods, all belong to the first stage—knowledgeable wizards.

This refers to the stage of continuous learning and increasing one's knowledge.

The specific divisions at this stage vary depending on the actual circumstances of different worlds, so Rhodes had to establish his own standards.

He defined the first level of a learned wizard as the degree of mastery over the soul, and he was currently at the early stage of the first level.

After dealing with the Iceblade Wolves, Rhode ordered his soldiers to cut up and stew the meat, preparing a celebratory meal for tonight.

After looking around and confirming that everything was in place, he walked toward the small castle at the back.

The wounded needed to rest in the village for two days, so they were stationed in an open area outside the castle.

He naturally requisitioned the small castle temporarily to use as his residence.

Rhodes believed the baron down there wouldn't mind.

A long table had been temporarily set up in the open space in the center of the village, and two knights' squires were sitting behind it, taking notes with pens.

「一头成年的猪市价4银币，两只母鸡市价1银币20铜币，被抢走财产1银币80铜币。」

The knight's squire recorded the couple's account.

After confirming the animal skeleton they handed over, I ticked it off and then took money from the money box and handed it to them.

The couple trembled as they accepted the silver coins, unable to believe that even their lost livestock could be compensated.

"Godfather, thank you Anna! Now our family can safely get through the winter."

After receiving the money, the husband, with tears in his eyes, hugged his wife tightly.

Those livestock and savings were meant to ensure that their family of eight, spanning three generations, would get through the winter.

After being robbed by thieves, he was already in despair, but he never expected to get it back in this way.

Only after being anxiously pushed and shoved by the people behind them did the couple quickly make way, bowing repeatedly to the knights and the castle before leaving.

"Next," the knight's squire called out.

Seeing the villagers' grateful and respectful gazes as they looked at him, he couldn't help but straighten his back and feel happy.

This is exactly the chivalrous path he envisioned.

They followed their powerful and valiant lord to purge evil and, upon reaching the North, established their own legend.

He couldn't help but laugh when he recalled the disdainful and pitying looks his other companions had given him in the castle before he set off.

On the other side of the long table.

Village chief Luke was watching the villagers report their losses.

Especially those idle hooligans who do nothing on a regular basis, if the other party dares to lie, they will be beaten by him and other villagers.

He clearly remembered the instructions the adult had given him: not more and not less.

When he was young, the village chief Luke had worked in the city and met all sorts of people. As a result, he could vaguely sense the inexplicable authority behind the man's kindness, which made him afraid.

That is the indifference called order.

He couldn't put it into words, but it made him genuinely afraid to disobey and diligently supervise the villagers.

The queue at the long table continues.

Since the villagers' losses mainly consisted of the stolen livestock, a large portion of which had not yet been dealt with by the thieves, they could come and claim them.

Amidst the chaotic commotion, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Having completed his mission, Village Chief Luke finally relaxed and returned home.

As his wife helped him undress, he remembered another task that the man had given him and hurriedly shouted into the inner room.

"Lily, bring the 'white bread' over."

Hearing her father's shout, sixteen-year-old Lily started to walk with a clatter.

After opening the door, he came over carrying a half-grown wolfhound.

"Dad, White Bread just broke its leg while saving me, and I'm bandaging it up now!" She held up the half-grown wolfhound.

The latter raised its forelimbs, which were bound with bandages, and made pitiful whimpering sounds.

"This?" Village Chief Luke was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong, darling?" his wife asked, massaging his head in confusion.

"That sir asked me to bring over a wolfhound that wasn't yet an adult. All the ones in the village had been killed by that gang of thieves, and only the white bread from home was suitable."

Village Chief Luke sat down in a chair, looking troubled, and placed two silver coins on the table. "This is the money that gentleman paid."

"Does that knight want to eat dog meat?" Lily asked cautiously, holding the white bread protectively in her arms.

"No, they said they wanted to try raising one, I think it's because of that demon wolf."

Village chief Luke explained that he wanted to take the wolfhound from his daughter and deliver it to the castle.

But Lily's eyes lit up, and she had already run out ahead of him, clutching the white bread, calling out without turning back:

"I'll take it over right away, Dad. Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

"Wait, come back here! Did you hear me, Lily!" Village Chief Luke slammed his fist on the table in anger.

She got up to stop her, but her daughter had already disappeared.

"That brat, do you think those noble lords are so easy to get along with?! She's insane."

Village chief Luke grumbled and cursed, but still had no choice but to sit back down.

He began to regret telling his daughter about the prosperity he had seen in the big city.

The fact that Lily named the wolfhound "White Bread" made him realize that his daughter was harboring thoughts that were inappropriate for her status.

Now, when opportunities arise, they are eager to seize them.

"I hope nothing bad has happened to Lily?" The wife began to worry, thinking about what Lily had gone through not long ago.

"Don't worry, nothing serious will happen," Village Chief Luke sighed. "But you'd better think ahead about how to comfort her if she comes home crying while heavily pregnant."

"What about Bill's kid next door? They've grown up together, and we were planning to marry Lily to him, weren't we?" the wife asked worriedly.

"Don't mention that bastard to me!" Village Chief Luke said grimly. "Where was that kid when Lily was almost assaulted? He cowered in a corner, not daring to utter a sound! And his family dares to bring it up again?"

(End of this chapter)