The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Chapter 143 Competitors

At this moment, in Dean Mephisto's carriage, Aiden was assigned a room and went straight in to continue his cultivation.

"This carriage is amazing. From the outside, it looks like just a carriage the size of a vehicle, but once you go inside, the space is much larger than you imagined, like a big house. There is even a bed and a table, and several paintings are hanging on the walls, but the contents of the paintings are not very clear."

"Although the design is simple and not as ornate as Senior Sister Iseli's carriage, it seems to have cost a lot of money," Aiden said with a sigh, tapping the wall with his hand.

The wall remained completely still and was very hard. His fingers were numb from the shock, so he shook his hands.

"Not only that, but the speed is also extremely fast." Aiden looked out the window at the scenery rushing by, the sea receding below, the waves being whipped into white lines, the entire ocean receding behind, and the clouds being thrown below, and said with a smile.

"According to what the dean just said, nearly 20 wizarding organizations will be participating in this event, and my opponents will be these people."

However, there weren't many wizarding organizations also eyeing the Crystal Ganoderma, so the scope of their opponents was greatly narrowed. "Aiden murmured to himself with satisfaction, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees, the rhythm quickening until it finally stopped.

"There are probably only three wizarding organizations: the Forest Echoes Wizarding Organization, the Green Leaf Storm Wizarding Organization, and the Mountain Fury Wizarding Organization. All three are first-ring wizarding organizations, with the Mountain Fury being a second-ring organization. So the opponents inside won't be too outrageous, and I can handle them all by myself," Aiden said with a smile, his lips curling up as he put his hands behind his head and relaxed completely.

"At first, I was worried that many people would be after this Crystal Ganoderma. But after talking with the Dean in detail, I found out that other organizations also have resources they need to obtain. After all, in the past, these resources were obtained by the formal wizards themselves, and the formal wizards of other organizations also needed to rely on their wizard apprentices to obtain them." Aiden paused, then continued, "This time, we've placed the heavy responsibility on a competition among the wizard apprentices."

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"These past few days I've been practicing witchcraft a bit more. Besides the Falling Rocks Maze, my training in Falling Rocks Strike has also been quite good. It only takes me less than 3 seconds to cast a spell, which isn't super fast, but it's still a pretty good casting speed. With the boost from the stat panel, I can make some progress every time I train in witchcraft, even if the progress is small, but I definitely won't regress."

"You see, many wizards practice other forms of magic, and there might be some ideological conflicts in their minds, which could cause their previously practiced magic to degenerate. It's like when you were in school, studying different subjects could cause your knowledge to become confused. But with my profession panel, none of that will happen; instead, you will always be improving."

Aiden muttered to himself.

After flying over the sea for several more days, the sea breeze howled in through the cracks in the car windows, making Aiden's hair fly wildly. Suddenly, the scenery outside the window stopped, the sea stopped receding, everything became quiet, even the sound of the wind disappeared. Aiden finished his training and opened his eyes.

He clearly sensed that the carriage had stopped; the carriage shook slightly, and then fell completely silent.

Mephisto's voice came from outside the door: "Aiden, come out when you're done with your training."

Aiden nodded, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and followed the dean out of the carriage.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt the damp soil of the island. It was soft to the touch and had a salty, fishy smell. His shoes were instantly covered with a layer of wet mud.

There it was, an island that appeared out of nowhere in the sea. The island was surrounded by deep blue water, with waves constantly crashing against the rocks, splashing up large sprays of water and making a rumbling sound. Water mist filled the air.

Dozens of vehicles floated in the sky, some were flying carpets, some were giant birds, and some were all kinds of strange magical vehicles.

Each vehicle has a flag at the front, representing the organization's name; the flags come in various colors, including red, blue, and green.

Moreover, several wizard apprentices stood beside the means of transportation, some with their arms crossed, others holding wands, their bodies radiating intense magical energy.

Aiden glanced over and noticed that the magical energy fluctuations emanating from these wizard apprentices were extremely strong, and a sense of oppression filled the air, making it difficult to breathe.

In short, they were far more powerful than the wizard apprentices in the Rune Courtyard who were lying around doing nothing.

At that moment, Dean Mephisto was talking to several equally aged wizards.

Aiden could only see their lips moving, but he couldn't hear any words.

"I can't even hear what is going on between these wizards," Aiden muttered helplessly, his shoulders slumping.

"However, I can hear quite a few of the voices of wizard apprentices," Aiden muttered to himself.

Not far away.

"Khadgar, how many zero-ring spells have you mastered?" a witch asked the wizard beside her. The two were dressed differently and belonged to different wizarding organizations.

The witch's cuffs were embroidered with silver thread, and the wizard's robe was stained with mud.

The two were about an arm's length apart, and they didn't even move their shoulders while talking.

"5, and you, Gemar?" the wizard asked.

"I am Liu Dao. It seems you are no match for me," the witch Gema said with a smile.

She raised her chin slightly, and the ends of her hair swayed with the movement, brushing against the wizard's shoulder.

"Although we're missing one of you, a duel between wizards isn't just about how much magic one knows. Being able to use it is what truly matters," the wizard Khadgar said nonchalantly.

Aiden listened silently, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Including Polymorph and elemental magic arrows, I've only mastered four spells so far," Aiden muttered to himself.

"How's it going? Are you confident you can get it this time? Wizard, do you need any resources?" a wizard apprentice asked the person next to him.

He kept his voice very low, as if afraid of being overheard by the people next to him.

"Of course I'm not sure," the wizard said with a wry smile. "Everyone is under a lot of pressure this time. If we do well, we can walk around with our heads held high; if we don't, our own people will blame us, and then we'll be in for a rough time." He continued.

He patted his knees, his brows furrowed.

"That's true. But while I may not be the most capable, we have a lot of people in our organization," the man said with a smile. "After all, there's strength in numbers."

He shrugged his shoulders and nudged the person next to him with his elbow, causing the person to stagger to the side.

"Look at the people in that rune courtyard, it seems like only one person came. Anyone who didn't know better would think he's a very strong fighter."

He tilted his chin toward Aiden, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.

Dozens of eyes were cast at Aiden from nearby, most of them with disdainful expressions.

After all, he was only emitting spiritual energy from a mid-level wizard apprentice.

Aiden was speechless when he heard this.

Damn, these guys are so boring. We're all rivals, after all. Aiden thought to himself.

"Did you know? I heard that a dark wizard has infiltrated this time," a witch said cautiously to her companion.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and her fingers twisted her companion's sleeve.

"Really? That's very dangerous!" the person next to the witch asked, eyes wide.

The man's mouth was so wide open it could fit an egg, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

For white wizard apprentices, black wizards are opponents they do not want to face.

After all, many battles between white wizards are simply to defeat each other.

However, when a dark wizard encounters a white wizard, they will show no mercy and both want to kill the other.

Aiden could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.

"He feels that this trip to the secret realm might not go so smoothly. He'd better be careful," Aiden muttered to himself, feeling a weight on his heart.

"I hope everything goes well. I don't know a single one of these wizarding apprentices. So I have no idea which are white wizards and which are black wizards. In short, they are all enemies. And to these white wizards, am I not a black wizard as well?" Aiden thought to himself.

He also discerned different meanings from different gazes.

Among them were several wizarding organizations that Dean Mephisto had clearly listed as rivals, including the Forest Echoes Wizarding Organization.

The Green Leaf Storm Wizarding Organization and the Mountain Fury Wizarding Organization both paid special attention to him.

There were nearly 20 wizard apprentices inside.

Some of them crossed their arms, while others stood on tiptoe to look this way, keeping a half-step distance between each other, none of them getting too close to anyone else.

But they looked at Aiden as if he were a lamb to the slaughter, and some even licked their lips and their Adam's apples bobbed.

"You all keep a close eye on him. This brown-haired kid is the contender for Rune Courtyard. Although we don't know why, Rune Courtyard seems to have given up on this competition for the Crystal Ganoderma, but we can't let our guard down too much," the dashing-looking wizard leading the Forest Echoes Wizarding Organization instructed his wizarding apprentices.

His voice was like thunder, making the ears of those around him ring, and their fingers pointed in Aiden's direction until their knuckles turned white.

"Don't worry, Senior Virant." A witch beside him nodded seriously.

The other wizard apprentices echoed this sentiment.

This Virant is an exceptionally talented high-ranking wizard apprentice.

Having mastered seven different zero-ring tricks, he is the leader of their wizarding organization this time.

"What's wrong, senior? You seem to care a lot about the people in that Rune Courtyard." Two female wizard apprentices, the leaders of the Green Leaf Storm Wizarding Organization, whispered to each other not far away.

Unlike other wizarding organizations, the wizarding apprentices sent by the Green Leaf Storm are all witches dressed in green clothes, and they are all surrounded by a faint green hurricane, which is very eye-catching.

The blue hurricane wasn't blowing randomly; it was circling their bodies in a regular pattern.

The five of them stood in a row, and from a distance they looked like a moving blue whirlwind, attracting attention wherever they went.

"I don't know. I have a feeling this guy isn't that simple. Otherwise, why would they only send him to compete for this crystal Ganoderma lucidum?" the leading witch said, frowning.

Her gaze was fixed on Aiden, who was standing alone in the distance, and something just didn't seem right to her.

Aiden stood quietly beside a large rock, neither speaking to anyone nor looking around. He just waited quietly, and this unusual calmness made people even more uneasy.

The witches behind her also looked over, their expressions not very pleasant.

"Don't think about him anymore. No matter how strong he is, can he be as strong as the five of us sisters working together?" the witch beside her said cheerfully.

She tilted her head, and her ponytail swayed slightly.

"That's true. Our greatest enemy is still those guys from the Wrath of the Mountain." As they spoke, the witches all turned their gazes toward the members of the Wrath of the Mountain not far away.

The atmosphere over there is a completely different world from here.

A thick, earthy smell filled the air, mixed with the odor of sweat and animal hides, making one's nose itch.

Those figures stood there motionless, and just their presence alone gave off a sense of oppression.

In contrast to the Green Leaf Storm Wizarding Organization, which consisted entirely of female witches, the Mountain Fury Wizards were all male wizards, and they were extremely tall, looking like humanoid monsters, which was quite bizarre.

The shortest one was a full head taller than the tallest witch in the Green Leaf Storm.

Their arms were thicker than an average person's thighs, with prominent veins bulging out like tree roots coiled around their arms.

"These Mountain Fury people are all from the Bloodline School, infused with the blood of the Mountain Bear, making them extremely defensive. Not only that, their sorcery is also quite skilled, making them very difficult to deal with in a one-on-one situation," the witch continued.

She licked her slightly dry lips and her throat moved.

The smile vanished completely, replaced by a serious expression.

The witches behind him also fell silent, their expressions turning serious, and the blue hurricane around them slowed down considerably.

"Senior brother, these witches from Green Leaf Storm aren't looking at us very well," a wizard apprentice next to the strongest man in the group, Mountain Fury, said with a frown.

The apprentice was short for Mountain Fury, but he was a big guy outside.

"It's alright. This time, with the Crystal Ganoderma, we have no rivals." The strongest man glanced at the witch of the Green Leaf Storm and said indifferently.

He didn't even glance at them, just casually tossed his arm away.

This flick of the wrist had a significant effect; a visible burst of earthy-yellow energy exploded from his arm, spreading outwards like a shockwave.

"How's it going? Everyone's used the latest Mountain Bear bloodline, right?" He glanced at the burly men behind him and said with a smile.

He turned around, his fleshy face twitched, and he gave a rough smile.