Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

"Master, did Chopper really die that day?" Roy asked the mercenary, avoiding Drok and Karazhan.

"You're questioning the old mercenary's expertise?!" Perland crossed his arms, his eyes looking down at him disdainfully. "I've seen more corpses than you've eaten meat. I've long since mastered the art of determining the time of death, and I'm one of the Mercenary Guild's recognized experts!"

"Is that so..."

Roy didn't believe it at first, but since it was guild certification, it should have some value. However, this did not match what he "saw with his own eyes".

【Droc】

[Race: Human 90.8%, Dragonfire Lizard 1.6%, Lotl Lion 1.5%, Thunder King Kong 1.3%, Unknown Bloodline 4.8%]

[Attributes: Strength 4.1, Constitution 3.3, Spirit 0.8, Magic Power 0.1]

【技能：基础剑术Lv.2(13/500)，经商Lv.1(54/100)，简易血脉融合巫阵Lv.1(65/100)，狮吼Lv.1(38/100)，火花Lv.1(6/100)，硬皮Lv.1(68/100)，旋斩Lv.1(1/100)】

Judging from the data, Delock has absorbed Chopper's bloodline and even mastered Hard Skin to a certain degree, which is definitely not something that could be achieved by killing Chopper and taking his blood on the same day.

"Assuming Chopper is already dead, but Master's judgment is correct..."

"Doesn't this mean that his body didn't change in the days following his death?"

Suddenly, the word "refrigerator" popped into Roy's mind.

"Drok possesses a magical artifact with an effect even stronger than a refrigerator, capable of freezing the state of living organisms..."

With that definitive conclusion, Roy stored his deduction deep in his memory.

In his view, Delock is both a powder keg and a treasure trove, burning with sparks but containing riches, just like the poisonous crescent mushroom, possessing both danger and opportunity, making him a rare talent.

Even if we don't target him and Karazhan before recruiting him, once they learn about Roy's powerful bloodline abilities, they will eventually be tempted and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

He then accelerated his practice of the spinning slash.

On that day, the Whirlwind Slash broke through Lv.3 and officially entered the realm of mastery. An unexpected sense of harmony flowed into his body, and every move was as smooth as flowing water.

With only three days left until the conscription, the townspeople, despite their fear of the vampires, suppressed their fear and focused on preparing for the banquet three days later. The conscription personnel sent by the lord were at least knights' attendants, possessing both status and strength. Their impressions would determine the future development of Lanxi Town, so they could not be taken lightly.

In the afternoon, Roy invited Delock to go to the cemetery to sweep the graves, explaining that he wanted to see his parents one last time before being drafted, so as not to be separated from them forever.

This reason is rather far-fetched, making Delock seem more cunning.

But he did not refuse, and said with a smile, "Although vampires only come out at night, there is still some danger outside." As he spoke, he picked up the iron sword leaning against the corner of the wall.

Roy nodded silently, still unarmed, and led him toward the cemetery. However, a figure secretly followed behind them, carrying a long sword, his expression mostly one of suspicion.

Karazhan stroked the smooth, rounded scabbard in his hand.

This is Roy's sword, which the latter personally handed to him, saying that when the time came, Karazhan would know whether or not to give him the sword. But before that, Karazhan must first hide in the shadows to ensure that he is not discovered by Drok.

"What...is he going to do?"

This was the shared thought in Karazhan and Drok at that moment.

……

"Drok, let's have a fight."

As Roy said this, data related to the fight suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Brawling (Fighting Training)]

[Special Effect: For every ten enemies defeated, an estimated 0.1 points of Constitution will be gained, up to a maximum of 0.1/0.5. Current number of enemies defeated: 6]

Delock was taken aback. Although Roy hadn't brought any cleaning tools and was definitely not there to sweep the grave, he had anticipated various possible outcomes. But the fact that Roy wanted to fight him out of the blue was truly unexpected.

"...Why?" Delock asked in a deep voice. Could it be that this person's mind is so meticulous that all the evil deeds he has committed have already been discovered?

"The selection is in three days, and I don't think I'll be chosen, so..." The boy slowly turned around, his face as serious as an ancient, sturdy tree, "I want to compare the difference in strength between us."

"Without hands?" Delock asked in surprise.

"You've been learning swordsmanship for too long; I can't keep up," Roy said bluntly.

Delock breathed a sigh of relief. The person in front of him was only a 13-year-old boy after all. How could his scheming be as deep as Delock's? This battle should indeed just be a competition.

but……

He smiled slightly.

In fact, as the son of a merchant, his father had many connections, and the conscription in Lanxi Town was just one of his many choices on the path of knighthood.

Even Lanxi Town was just a temporary stop for them.

He could easily kill Roy, seize his abilities, fake his death, and then escape.

He was particularly interested in the growth-type bloodline ability that Roy mentioned. If used properly, it would be more valuable than the three abilities he currently possessed.

As for the option of faking death...

After thinking for a moment, Delock decided to pretend that he had walked into the Hillna Mountains and been eaten by the mountain bears.

Immediately, Delock placed one hand on the hilt of his sword, showing a slight tendency to draw it. His spinning slash had already reached a certain level of mastery, and presumably at this distance, it would be enough to take the opponent's head.

A burst of silver light—

With a swish, he sheathed his sword, his eyes calm.

I almost got fooled. Given Roy's cautious nature, how could I possibly be alone with him without making any preparations?

Delock looked around. The cemetery was silent, with crows cawing overhead, as if they were the only two people there.

Before absorbing the bloodlines of the Dragonfire Lizard and the Thunderous King Kong, he still had a decent sense of smell thanks to the bloodline of the Lotl Lion, which was about three or four times that of an ordinary human. But now that he has absorbed the bloodline using the witch array, the concentration of the Lotl Lion bloodline has decreased, causing him to lose this ability.

This must be a side effect of the bloodline modification.

However, despite not seeing anyone, Delock's intuition still told him that Roy must have a backup plan!

We cannot actually take action for the time being.

He tossed the iron sword far away, grinned, and assumed a fighting stance.

coming.

finally come.

Roy's eyes held the power of a lion.

This body contained a free-fighting consciousness that shocked him, and at the same time, a vast amount of related knowledge filled his entire mind.

It's as if a free-fighting master wants to use this body to return to this world!

That burning soul has broken free from the shackles of worldly constraints and excitedly embraces the opponent before it!

"Ah," Roy responded enthusiastically, immediately displaying an incredibly professional posture.

His skillful movements and mature demeanor startled Delock slightly.