Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

"You said...you're going into the mountains!?"

Upon hearing Roy's request, old John's swing of the forging hammer suddenly froze.

"If you're lacking meat to replenish your body, the silver coin reward I gave you before should be enough to buy meat." Old John stopped what he was doing, dipped the red-hot iron into the bucket, and with a hiss, white smoke rose up.

He thought Roy wanted to go hunting in the mountains.

"Well... actually, I wanted to find some real-world opportunities to practice." Roy didn't tell the truth.

The covert threats from Delock put immense pressure on him. Since Roy hadn't revealed his full strength, given Delock's cautious nature, he would undoubtedly choose to assassinate other bloodline members first.

That's right, it's assassination.

The other bloodline members were unaware of Delock's sinister intentions, so they were completely unprepared for him. Even if they were, it was only Gerald who had a slight suspicion.

Delock could have easily approached with his usual fake smile, pretending to be friendly, and then suddenly stabbed him in the back.

At the same time, even without assassination, his attributes surpass those of any single bloodline user.

He'll set his sights on Roy sooner or later. And by "sooner or later," I mean before he's even drafted.

The improvements from the superior-grade training statues were nearing their limit, and Roy needed to find a new path. Leaving aside Lanxi Town, he quickly set his sights on his next destination: Hillna Mountain to the east of Lanxi Town.

That's the closest mountain to Lanxi Town, and it's also a hunting ground that the town's hunters often visit.

The reason he wanted to go into the mountains was because of the lunch he had at the blacksmith's shop that day.

It contained a one-eyed snake eye, and when Roy's gaze fell upon the snake eye that was glowing with a bloody light, the Eye of True Sight gave a response.

[One-eyed snake eyes]

Weight: 12 grams

【Origin: Hillna Mountains】

[Characteristics: Eating it raw will cause diarrhea; cooking it will have no side effects]

[Special Effect: Consuming 18 raw snake eyes within 24 hours is expected to grant a 0.2 Constitution boost. Can only be triggered once. Has a chance to grant the traits "Dynamic Vision" and "Thermal Sensing".]

The benefit of a 0.2 constitution only requires consuming 18 snake eyes and enduring a few minor side effects, and there's even a possibility of gaining enhanced visual abilities. In Roy's view, this is a sure-fire way to make money.

This also made him realize that there might be many things with special effects on Mount Hilna.

Old John clearly didn't believe his story. His eyes darted around, and his gaze lingered on the man's face for a few seconds, but he ultimately granted his request.

Since he had predicted that Roy would become a knight's squire, now it's only natural to give him a push.

"Hillna Mountain has many traps set by hunters, and it was originally off-limits to anyone other than hunters and herb gatherers. Anyone who wants to enter Hillna Mountain must first buy a map of the trap layout from them," Old John explained.

"However, if you want to hone your combat skills, I suggest you find an experienced hunter to accompany you," Old John proposed. "An experienced hunter can quickly help you locate your prey, and they also know some emergency wound treatment methods, so you don't actually get killed in the mountains."

"I happen to know a hunter; I can introduce you to him."

Immediately, old John turned to Gerald, who was tidying up his tools, and called out, "Gerald, go to the Tucker house and ask him to come over!"

Gerald reluctantly pursed his lips, put down his tools, and went outside.

Roy felt the weight of the money pouch and asked somewhat nervously, "Master, how much would it cost to hire a hunter to accompany us?"

"There's no standard for that." Old John picked up another piece of iron and put it back into the fire. "Because hunters usually don't take on this kind of 'hired' work. At most, they go in groups, or they just sell you the map."

He continued hammering the iron block, while Roy pulled the bellows beside him, the blazing flames whistling through the air.

Gerrard returned shortly after, but no one followed him.

"Tucker said that if you want to invite him, you'll have to go to his cabin yourself," Gerald said with a shrug.

"That old guy..." Old John clenched his fist, then sighed heavily. "Roy, Tucker has a wealth of survival skills. If you're looking for a hunter to accompany you, he's definitely the best choice."

"Got it. Then... I'll go ask him myself?"

"No rush, I'll go with you until I finish this rough draft."

A dozen minutes later, old John put down the forging hammer, and as he swung his body, his joints cracked and popped.

Then, he led Roy out of the blacksmith shop, and after turning a few corners, the view suddenly opened up.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they arrived at a house with a small courtyard.

The house is old, but the courtyard is full of flowers and plants, giving it a vibrant spring feel and reflecting the youthful spirit of the homeowner.

At that moment, the owner was lying on a rocking chair in the middle of the courtyard, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

Roy had traveled all over Lanxi Town, so he naturally recognized this house. He remembered that the last time he came here, there was a robust old man in his fifties lying there sunbathing.

"So he was Tucker?"

Lost in thought, old John strode into the courtyard, waving his arm and striking the man in the rocking chair.

But what happened next left Roy speechless.

Tucker simply raised his head slightly, revealing a smile of reunion with an old friend, and then stretched out his arm to catch the palm that Old John had swung out.

Moreover, his body did not move at all.

Roy immediately fixed his gaze on Tucker and activated True Sight. This was a ruthless person whose strength exceeded three points!

"Old man, so enthusiastic as soon as you arrive?" Tucker sat up from the recliner, revealing his thick arms, which were in no way inferior to old John's.

"My son came to invite you, and you're just sitting here sunbathing? You're not giving me any face!" Old John said angrily.

"It's been so long since we last met, that's why I asked you to come over," Tucker patted old John on the shoulder, noticing Roy behind him. "Huh?"

"You're looking for me because of this kid?"

With his keen observation skills as a hunter, Tucker looked Roy up and down and finally nodded.

"Not bad."

"This is my apprentice. I think he should be able to become a knight's squire," Old John said with a hint of pride.

"Oh..." Tucker said knowingly, "So Gerald asked me to bring someone into the mountains, it turns out it was this prepared knight's squire."

He continued, "Let's make it clear beforehand: I can take him into the mountains, but if he gets into close combat with those wild beasts and dies, I won't take any responsibility."

"Of course, if I really die in the mountains, it's simply because I'm not strong enough," Roy interjected.

"Very good." Tucker rubbed his hands together. "Now comes the most crucial thing. How much will you pay me for this trip into the mountains?"

You wouldn't guess this hunter is such a penny-pincher.

"Uh..." Roy looked at old John expectantly.