The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Chapter 141 Completed

Flames leaped from the blade.

The runes on his arm suddenly lit up, and a wave of heat shot out along the blade, distorting the air itself.

boom!

The knife still exploded, but now the number 10 appeared on the target, along with some burning flame effects.

The target's surface was charred black, and smoke was still rising from its edges.

"Not bad, the power of this simple strike is equivalent to the spell cast by a mid-level wizard apprentice. However, the old problem remains: this is melee combat. Melee attacks are not an advantage against ranged wizards, since the enemy won't engage in hand-to-hand combat," Aiden muttered to himself.

"Having become a Steelbone Runemaster, I possess two inherent energy attributes: fire and ice. Other attributes require collection. Using these two elemental energies will also deplete my stamina," Aiden continued to mutter to himself. "But that's enough. More important is this new talent."

He straightened up and stretched his neck.

Aiden looked at his new talent, elemental resistance.

He then grabbed a small knife and enchanted it with an ice elemental enchantment.

He closed his eyes and felt a change in his body; it seemed that his resistance to ice had indeed increased by 20%.

A chill spread from my palms, climbing up my arms to my shoulders, as if ice cubes were pressed against my skin.

He shuddered, goosebumps rising all over his body, but they quickly subsided.

A thin layer of white frost had formed on the blade of the knife, and a chill emanated from it, making the surrounding air feel colder.

"If I learn more weapon enchantments in the future, won't I naturally have elemental resistance to wizards of different attributes? It's like having a built-in defensive magical artifact," Aiden grinned and said. "No wonder you're a Steelbone Runemaster, specializing in melee combat and defense."

"It's a pity that there don't seem to be any wizards in the organization who practice fire and ice magic, so I can't really test how powerful this resistance is," Aiden said with a regretful expression.

His expression changed instantly, from regret to anticipation. His entire demeanor shifted, now brimming with a sense of eager anticipation.

"However, there is another secondary profession, namely the Black Market Beast Fighter profession, which cannot be advanced for a while. I can only spend time cultivating it after the Illusionary Maze ends." Aiden looked at the Space Void Butterfly, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and said seriously.

Little Butterfly lay on the windowsill, her wings fluttering, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Aiden glanced at it, his gaze softening slightly, before looking away and his expression turning serious again.

"I still have a little time left, so I'll continue practicing witchcraft and completing the wand order."

He stood up, the hem of his robe swaying gently with his movement.

Aiden quickly returned to his busy training.

As the days went by, the number of wands in the room increased, and the practice of witchcraft never stopped.

A week later, Aiden received a message from the blacksmith that all the arrows he had ordered a few days earlier had been completed.

The message was transmitted via magical communication, and the sound echoed throughout the room.

Aiden put down his wand, a smile playing on his lips, a satisfied expression on his face.

Aiden happily mounted his magic broom and rode off again.

Not long after, at Lefu's blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop was filled with the smell of metal and charcoal, and some iron filings were scattered on the ground.

LeFoe was a burly man whose arm muscles bulged as he carried the arrows on the table.

He smiled and said, "My lord wizard, I've been working at full speed these past few days to create these arrows according to your blueprints."

Dozens of arrows were wasted in the early stages because they were not forged to meet the requirements; these are not counted.

Lef rubbed the dust off his hands, a simple smile on his face, his tone revealing a hint of seriousness.

"Let me see." Aiden picked up one at random, examined it carefully, and found that it was indeed well made, just like the effect in his drawings. He nodded in satisfaction.

The arrow twirled between his fingers, its sharp point reflecting a cold light.

Aiden ran his thumb along the edge of the arrow to make sure it was sharp enough.

"Well done," Aiden said with a smile.

His tone was calm, but the curve of his lips showed that he was indeed very satisfied.

The blacksmith Lefèvre, who was standing nearby, smiled happily.

He showed off his neat teeth, looked completely relieved, and his shoulders slumped.

Moreover, he keenly noticed that the body in front of Aiden seemed much stronger than when he last came.

Although he was inside his robes, as a knight he could clearly sense the changes in Aiden's body.

LeFoe's gaze swept over Aiden, and his knightly intuition allowed him to catch these subtle differences.

"This wizard is truly mysterious. Could he be a body cultivator? But can body cultivators progress that quickly?" the blacksmith Lef thought to himself, somewhat puzzled.

He muttered to himself, but quickly regained his composure and didn't show it.

"Alright, how much is it in total? Help me calculate it. If I remember correctly, I already paid 1000 magic stones before," Aiden said with a smile.

Aiden patted the arrows on the table, tapping his fingers lightly twice on the surface, his tone casual.

"In total, including the cost of purchasing the wood and arrowhead materials, plus my labor fee, it comes to 850 magic stones. My labor fee is 50 magic stones, but since this is your first time here, I'll give you a discount and charge you 820 magic stones," the blacksmith Lef said with a smile.

LeFoe gestured with his fingers, speaking slowly, afraid of making a mistake and displeasing the wizard.

"You don't need to give me a discount, just keep the original price," Aiden said, waving his hand.

He made a swift, decisive gesture in the air, without the slightest hesitation.

"If I remember correctly, you are still a knight. Knights also need resources to train," Aiden said with a smile.

Aiden's voice was gentle, not like he was just being polite, but rather like he genuinely believed it.

"Then I thank you very much, sir," Lefèvre said.

LeFoe bowed and performed a knightly salute, the movement somewhat clumsy but sincere.

Aiden nodded to him and continued, "My name is Aiden. I'll come to you first if there are any future orders. Well done. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

He finished speaking in a calm tone, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

After Aiden finished speaking, he directly put the 500 arrows into Xiaodie's spatial pocket.

Xiaodie was awakened from her sleep. She flapped her wings twice, opened her spatial pocket, and an invisible force enveloped the arrows on the table.