Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

"Sir..." Bill said, taking a sip of his drink, his face slightly flushed, "We've already called George out. Tonight at dinner time, by the river."

"What reason?" Roy asked.

"That George guy, the woman in his family is a big spender," Bill said disdainfully. "I remember, that woman came from a poor family, but after marrying George, maybe because George is weak, she spends money extravagantly, and the worst part is that George doesn't dare to control her."

He scoffed, "In the end, George has to foot the bill for that woman's expenses. Besides eating well every day, there's also... she secretly gambles with others in town, losing more than she wins."

Before Bill could finish speaking, Bulma added, "If I married a woman like that, I would have kicked her out long ago. She doesn't even want to have a child with George. I suspect she's already having an affair with another man."

Shocking, absolutely shocking.

It turns out that even in the Middle Ages, in Dragon Tooth Town, there were such turtle men.

Roy thought that such people only existed in comics and novels.

"So..." Bill said, beaming, "We only said one thing, that we had a quick way to make money and asked him to help us out, and he came running over like a puppy. Looks like he's really short of money."

So, George willingly became a "suicide victim" for money? Gray gave him an amount he couldn't refuse? And that money was ultimately spent on his complicated wife?

Roy was speechless.

Tragic, beyond words. The key point is that he brought this tragedy upon himself.

"If he's tied to Gray because of money, things will be much simpler," Roy thought.

That evening, George the dog sneaked up to the riverbank, his eyes darting around.

"Hey!" Startled by the voice behind him, he almost fell into the river.

Fortunately, Roy pulled him back.

"Th-thank you."

He wiped the sweat from his brow and looked back.

Sweat was flowing down my forehead at a rate several times faster than before.

"M-My lord!" He knelt down, trembling, his face full of fear, cursing inwardly.

I've long suspected that Bill's methods for making money are unreliable; nine times out of ten, they involve illegal activities.

As a result, the knight was led here!

Oh no! He's going to be arrested!

He has a wife at home whom he has to support, and he's being arrested, or even... beheaded?

A look of terror flashed in George's eyes.

How is his wife supposed to live?!

Roy naturally didn't have time to ponder George's current thoughts. If he did, he would definitely have a good talk with him about what rights a real man should have.

"Get up, I called you here," Roy explained.

"what?"

"You heard me right, it's not Bill who's looking for you, it's me."

Brush and pull!

Instead of getting up, George immediately kowtowed, weeping and wailing, "My lord, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I shouldn't have colluded with those bastards, Gray!"

He kowtowed three times before finally kneeling on the ground, motionless.

If Roy doesn't wake him up, he'll probably have to kneel until tomorrow morning.

What is this?

I haven't even questioned you yet, and you've already confessed everything?

I've never seen anyone so self-aware!

"As long as you cooperate with my work, I can pretend that the crimes you committed never happened." Roy decided to abuse his power for personal gain.

"Sir, please speak." George dared not move an inch.

Roy could only say speechlessly, "When will you 'commit suicide' next? There should be a specific time."

"Next time?" George asked without hesitation. "Sir, there are still fourteen days. I'm not lying. If I were, may I be struck by lightning!"

Since the question was asked about "suicide," George understood that this knight had clearly seen through the crimes of Gray and the others!

He swallowed.

Such a big blacksmith shop, won't it be uprooted?

"Can't we do it sooner?" Roy asked.

George said cautiously, "To ensure the health of our personnel, Gregorian will collect materials at most once a month, and he will not change that."

"Alright then." Roy tossed him a shiny gold coin.

George quickly grabbed the gold coins from the ground, overjoyed.

"Now, you're one of my men," Roy said calmly. "If Gray makes any moves, report to me. If you can't find me, go find Aloy; you both work at the blacksmith's shop, so you should be able to communicate easily."

"Am I... one of your people?" George felt as if he had joined a righteous team.

"but!"

"If you betray me, or tell anyone about me," Roy drew his sword from its sheath.

"I can guarantee your whole family will suffer!"

"I...I understand." George was covered in cold sweat.

"Good that you understand. Follow me, and you'll be paid no less than Gray." Roy inexplicably uttered words that sounded like those of a bandit leader.

George's eyes gleamed as he stared at the gold coin in his hand. Each time Gray made him commit suicide, he only received half a gold coin, equivalent to about fifty silver coins. That would be enough for an ordinary family, but he also had a wife.

A wife who spends money extravagantly!

Sometimes, the monthly expenses far exceeded fifty silver coins!

He didn't know where his wife had spent the money, and he didn't dare to ask.

They just desperately try to make money, even risking their lives to do so.

Although Teresa saves them from each so-called "suicide attempt," the pain is undoubtedly real!

Now, you can easily get a gold coin...

Knight, you're really rich...

Following an adult like that, one's future will surely be better than Gray's.

"Don't worry." Roy seemed to see the worry in his heart and said loudly, "After I punish Gray Blacksmith Shop, I'll get the lord to give you a job that will definitely not be worse than this one."

"Really?"

This promise struck George like a hammer blow.

"Are you doubting me?"

"No, I wouldn't dare!" George dared not utter a sound, but his heart was filled with joy.

In modern terms, this would be like arranging a job for a college student who hasn't yet entered the workforce, complete with all the social security benefits, even if that student doesn't know anything!

A pie falling from the sky!

"Well... sir, besides reporting, is there anything else I need to do?"

George felt uneasy that the money had come so easily.

"No need," Roy waved his hand dismissively. "You just need to promise that I'll be right next to you when you 'commit suicide,' and that's enough."

"Yes, sir! I guarantee I will complete the mission!"

When George left, he had a happy expression on his face, full of hope for the future.

Bill poked his head out from the trees.

"Sir, is it true that you said you would assign him work?"

Clearly, he was somewhat tempted as well.

"It's fake." Roy gave him a cold look.

"He was also one of the perpetrators in this matter."

"Do you think... I would give him such preferential treatment?"