Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

The stiff human figure in front of me is a mortician, undoubtedly a mortician.

However, it differs from the previous doctor who treated the dead.

"His aura is more restrained now, giving off a very dangerous feeling. However, he seems less like a person and more like a machine than before," Roy concluded in his mind.

—Yes, he's the doctor who drew your blood. He's actually dead, but I had a wizard from the Life faction rewrite his underlying code so you could see him as a doctor.

—And now he appears as a bodyguard, with the doctor's code completely removed.

"How many magic stones would that take?" Karazhan asked tentatively.

Soraya didn't answer the question, but said to Roy:

—Go outside and try it out. This corpse is covered in a variety of offensive spells, as well as defensive ones to protect you.

—Before that, tell him to verify his identity.

"Proceed with identity verification." Roy did as instructed.

"This is your first time verifying your identity. Please drip your blood into the opening." The mortal doctor spoke in a hoarse male voice, and the muscles around his heart opened to the sides like an automatic door, revealing the empty interior.

Roy's blood was in the vacuum blood collection tube that Soraya had just collected, and she poured it into the hole.

"Registration in progress... Registration complete. Blood sample entered, voice recorded, owner's health status linked..."

The venomous doctor kept talking, which made Roy wonder if this guy was a robot.

—This time, I commissioned the alchemy faction, not the life faction. So the finished product might resemble a mechanized creation.

Soraya explained.

"Do you wizards... always make the most of everything?" Roy wanted to ask, why do you keep modifying an old corpse? Why not just replace it with a new one?

—Don't assume that any corpse can be modified; that's a misconception. Only corpses with extraordinary talent, or even those at the level of a wizard's seed, are worth modifying. Without this level of ability, the success rate of modification will be ridiculously low.

"So, does that mean dead wizard apprentices can also be used for modification?" This was the first thing Roy thought of.

—You're absolutely right. But generally speaking, the corpses of wizarding apprentices belong to the academy. If you want to keep the body, you need to pay the academy a sum of magic stones before you die. Then, you can do whatever you want with your corpse; you can even leave it for your friends to experiment on.

"The corpse...must also be handed over to the academy?"

Roy was surprised, but upon reflection, it made perfect sense. The academy held a dominant position within a plane, and to any apprentice, it was akin to a state governing its citizens. The academy, in particular, was clearly a state with feudalistic characteristics, not even sparing the corpses of the dead.

"...Initial data entry complete, entering standby mode." The mortal doctor finally finished speaking and stood motionless in place.

—You can go out and test him out, but don't expect too much from his uses outside of combat. The Life faction only created a doctor by inputting accurate code, while the Alchemy faction can at most create a combat module, plus a few other things.

"Come with me." Roy beckoned to the quack doctor, who followed him out almost without hesitation, marching in perfect step.

"Um... what functions do you have?"

"The combat module is divided into a sorcery module and a physical combat module..."

Roy's eyes lit up.

"...The physical combat module has not yet been developed."

"..."

It's alright, at least he knows witchcraft, which makes him much better than him.

Soraya also came out of the hut.

—Alchemists crafted him into a magical artifact, but the magic they used could only match his original talents. And this corpse's original talent was…

She stopped transmitting her thoughts.

Roy understood and asked the mortician, "What kind of witchcraft do you know?"

"Fireball, Exploding Fireball, Wall of Flames Fireball, Delayed Fireball, Large Fireball, Split Fireball, Rapid Fireball, Fire Meteor Shower," the mortal doctor replied.

"?"

— Explosive Fireball explodes upon contact with a solid object, Flame Wall is for defense, Delayed Fireball explodes after a set time, and Large Fireball simply enlarges the object…

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Roy shouted. "That fire meteor shower, it can't be a fireball spell, can it?"

Soraya paused for a moment, then said:

—In a sense, it was a split fireball spell that fell from the sky.

"All you know is Fireball?" Roy was dumbfounded.

This is normal. Fireball is one of the simplest zero-ring spells. Even the most difficult one, Fire Meteor Shower, is still within the scope of ordinary zero-ring spells. This corpse was just a mortal in life. No matter how high his fire elemental talent was, he could at most be made into a magical artifact capable of casting zero-ring spells.

— Casting spells consumes magic power, and he will automatically mimic a wizard to generate magic power. His magic power pool is roughly equivalent to that of a second-class apprentice.

Based on Soraya's explanation, Roy roughly understood the number of times the Dead Doctor could use witchcraft.

The simplest fireball spell, about twenty times.

From Explosive Fireball to Rapid Fireball, about seven or eight times.

The Fire Meteor Shower consumes more magic power and can only be used about three times.

But even the most basic fireball spell, capable of being fired twenty times, could kill a Lothl Lion in two hits. Even a proper knight like Leylin, if hit head-on, wouldn't last three hits.

Last time, the hunting team faced a pride of lions and a pack of hyenas at the same time, and a single fire meteor shower was enough to kill most of them.

The effect of the flame wall was less than satisfactory.

Fire is inherently an offensive element, so forcibly creating a zero-level defensive spell can only be considered barely passable.

Whether it's a servant's swordsmanship or a wizard apprentice's casual strike, both can easily penetrate the wall of flames.

Its greatest function is deterrence, and it may even burn the enemy's skin.

"Such a weak defensive spell..." Roy thought of the scene where Ainz ambushed him. At the last moment, the Dead Doctor unleashed a wall of flames, and then, without any hesitation, a blade emerged from the wall of flames and pierced Roy's heart.

The assessment was that it was inferior to a set of armor.

Wait, armor?

Roy had a plan.

He was one of the few official knights under Lord Histor, a number that could be counted on two hands!

A knight's standard attire includes a fine horse, a suit of heavy or light armor, a sword, plus fertile land and beautiful concubines...

cough cough.

In short, a full set of armor is definitely essential.

"My dear lord, although you know I received help from the wizard, you probably couldn't have guessed that I would break through so quickly, could you?"

—Here you go, this is dry rations.

Seeing that he was about to set off, Soraya handed him a cloth bag containing colorful, dried sweet potato-like items.

Roy looked at him with an inquiring gaze.