Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

Previously, Roy had been wondering if a group of blacksmiths really had the ability to set up so many traps.

This is probably not their area of ​​expertise.

It now appears that it was actually this wizard named Phaethon who did it.

As for the "Supreme Alchemist" mentioned by the writer, Roy didn't take it seriously at all. If Phaethon truly deserved such a title, the traps wouldn't have been so weak.

"It can be guessed that Phaethon is a wizard who came here from another plane. Soraya said that the Blackwater Territory plane is just a small laboratory, analogous to a laboratory in a university, which can be rented by everyone, and some teams can even use it for free."

Of course, there are wizards like Ainz Heinz who would forcibly break into a laboratory already rented by someone else. But Phaethon clearly rented this place through proper channels; otherwise, he wouldn't have acted so openly, even helping the townspeople build a prison.

"These aren't the main points. The most crucial question is, as an alchemist, what exactly was the prison he built, aside from the traps?"

Roy's face was filled with curiosity.

"First, there's the prison fence mentioned in the text, which can be described as unbreakable. Its material is likely a level higher than Dragon Tooth Steel Ingots." His eyes lit up. "Perhaps, the other facilities also use rare materials. If so, this prison is a treasure trove of metals, and I can choose the metals that suit me inside."

At this thought, his heart warmed, and he pushed the door with all his might. The iron lock creaked and scraped, but the door did not budge.

Even the force used to push the boulder just now wouldn't work.

Fortunately, the door was made of wood, and no matter how sturdy the lock was, the door itself was vulnerable.

To conserve Flame's magic power, Roy simply drew his sword himself and used the sword technique "Forward Thrust" to plunge the blade deep into the doorway.

Very well, the wooden door has been corroded for a period of time, and the inside is already rotten and soft.

Immediately afterwards—

"Whirlwind Slash!"

With a sharp shout, he managed to carve a crescent-shaped arc across the wooden door with difficulty.

The old forces have not dissipated, but new forces have already emerged.

Another spinning slash landed, perfectly completing the other half of the arc on the door. He pushed it open, and a perfectly round hole was formed.

Roy drew his sword, and with such a powerful attack, the blade was naturally chipped. Fortunately, he had just picked it up from Gray's blacksmith shop, so he didn't care if it got ruined.

He glanced into the cave and saw a huge metal door in front of him, its clean, bright silver surface looking completely out of place in this world.

Given the world's current level of rust prevention, this door would have been covered in rust long ago, over a hundred years later.

"Teresa and that furry bear should be behind the door. Only a door of this strength could withstand a bear's charge."

Roy crawled into the hole, looked at the gate, and felt a headache coming on.

He definitely couldn't open this door by himself.

The data stream fluctuated in the eye, and the investigation results showed that the door was made of iron, chromium, nickel, molybdenum, carbon and other materials, which is typical stainless steel.

However, even molybdenum-containing stainless steel cannot prevent rusting for up to a century in a dry environment. The real secret to preventing rust is the paint on the door.

"A silk membrane made of silkworm silk?"

The Eye of Truth revealed that the weakness of this silk coating was its lack of moisture resistance and its inability to withstand strong acids. Roy speculated that the underground environment was originally very humid, but after Phaethon's modifications, perhaps there was a device for drying the air, resulting in very low moisture content in the air, which allowed the silk membrane to be preserved intact to this day.

"Removing this silk membrane is easy, but it only makes the door more prone to rusting, and it definitely won't be able to be opened for a while."

"Have Flame use Fireball to bombard the stainless steel door?" Roy shook his head. "The maximum temperature of Fireball is actually quite low. It would take multiple layers to melt the surface of the door. To completely melt a hole, who knows when that would take, and besides..."

The amount of magic stones consumed will not be small.

Flame stood there blankly to the side, while Roy pondered the matter, but was at a loss for what to do.

"Perhaps we should go back and discuss this further?"

The monkey went to seek help countless times during his journey to the West. So, it's within the rules for him to go back to his teacher, right?

"Follow me, Flame..."

Just as he turned to leave, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze fell on a corner of the stone wall.

A barely audible rustling sound reached my ears, and...

Through the cold stone wall, he could feel a faint warmth.

That's human body temperature.

Boom—

A dull thud as a boulder moved suddenly rang out, and a stone door slowly opened before them, revealing a deep passage behind it.

At the entrance to the passage, there stood a figure carrying a food bucket.

"Um?"

The man looked up and stared at Roy somewhat slowly.

Then look at the flame.

He looked confused.

It seemed strange that there were two extra people underground.

Then, his expression suddenly turned terrified.

At the same time, Roy's lips curled up, and a "hee" sound came from between his teeth.

Are you here to deliver food?

You've come at the perfect time!

The moment the other person realized something was wrong, they immediately turned around, casually tossed the bucket aside, and ran away.

However, he was just an ordinary person, how could he possibly outrun a knight?

He had barely run ten meters when a large hand grabbed the back of his collar. The immense pull caused his body to involuntarily lean backward, and the back of his head slammed heavily against the hard ground with a dull thud.

"My lord, you're wrong, my lord!" Roy's disguise was known to everyone in town. Knowing that the situation was bad, the man did not hesitate to beg for mercy.

"I couldn't resist the lure of money and helped that bastard Gray imprison a woman!" He slapped himself. "I'm a real piece of trash; no wonder I can't find a wife!"

As he spoke, he began to sob softly.

Roy released his grip, letting him lie on the ground. The man looked at the gleaming blade and swallowed hard.

"How long have you been doing this job?" A mocking voice came from under the helmet.

The man knew he couldn't escape, so he suddenly rolled over and knelt down.

"M-Sir! I really didn't mean to, Gray forced me to!"

"I'm asking you—how long have you been doing this job?"

"...Eight, eight years," he said tremblingly.

It seems this person wasn't among the first group responsible for delivering meals.

Roy flipped through the food bucket and asked him:

"Why is there so little food? Is it enough for a bear?"

"Bear? What bear?" The man was taken aback.

"A bear with fur?" Roy said curiously, then suddenly realized that this person seemed unaware of the existence of bears, and tentatively asked:

"Is Theresa the only one in that prison?"

The other party nodded repeatedly.

"Were there no bears left when you started delivering food eight years ago?"

The other person nodded again, looking puzzled.

What bear? He had absolutely no idea!

Roy touched his chin.

"Eloy's information probably dates back to more than a decade ago, when Theresa had just been arrested. Over the years, he should have been forbidden from approaching this place to visit Theresa, which is why he didn't know that Mao Shunxiong was long gone."

"In reality, it's impossible to keep a bear in a confined space for more than ten years. Sooner or later it will go crazy to the point that even Teresa's bloodline ability can't control it."

Suddenly, Roy's thoughts paused for a moment.

Since Mao Shunxiong is no longer here, how did Gray and the others force Theresa to use her abilities?