Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

Lanxi Town.

It snowed lightly last night.

In the dappled woods, remnants of snow could still be seen on the ground, their pale orange hue illuminated by the rising sun.

The sparsely populated town is nestled among the mountains, a place of natural harmony and pristine beauty, with a sky as clear as if it had been washed clean.

Soraya bent down, scooped up a handful of snow, and let her body heat melt it, the snow water flowing through the texture of her skin.

call--

She was slender and dressed in thick travel clothes. Although she didn't need to wear such warm clothing given her constitution, it was a necessary step to blend in with the crowd.

Even their breathing is like that of a native mountain dweller.

At the same time, her skin, which was as smooth as mutton fat and fresh fish meat, became dry and cracked, as if she had just traversed a desert and Gobi in an instant.

If I had to describe her, she would be a country girl.

Soraya was very satisfied with this; she wanted to disguise herself as a peasant girl to avoid arousing suspicion.

The billowing white mist quickly disappeared into the cold air. The girl straightened her body, her face showing determination, and with difficulty, she managed a smile on her ordinary-looking face.

It's fake, but it's enough.

Her boots crunched softly over the frozen dirt road. She entered the town from the west and the house was the first thing she saw.

The house has a garden, which seems to have been neglected for some time. It also seems that no one lives inside, making it appear empty and desolate.

However, this cannot conceal the fact that this house is worth far more than other houses.

She didn't bring a map, and frankly, no one in such a small town would bother to draw one. All she could think about was Roy and Karazhan's description of Lanxi Town.

To the west, that must be the merchant's home.

Her nostrils twitched slightly; her powerful sense of smell allowed her to detect the lingering scent of blood from several days ago.

People have died here, and blood is everywhere.

It happened not long ago.

The main gate was locked, and the windows on the second floor were boarded up with sturdy locks and thick boards to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation to commit theft.

However, these were not problems for Soraya.

Moreover, she came here only to gather intelligence, not to trespass on private property.

She closed her eyes, and the buzzing of bees flapping their wings came from deep within her blood.

That's a bloodline ability—Swarm Command.

If there are beehives nearby, the bees inside will brave the cold and will not obey the original queen bee's instructions. They will willingly buzz over and follow Soraya's commands.

In winter, bees gather in the hive to form a "wintering swarm". They generate heat by vibrating their wings to maintain a core temperature of about 30°C and huddle together around the queen bee to overwinter. If you bring a hive to a hive, it is equivalent to bringing a swarm of bees to the hive.

After about half a minute, dozens of black and yellow bees finally received the command and flew over from a distance.

Logically, the "swarm command" should affect all bees except the queen, but the fact that so few came indicates that the hive is almost completely dead.

Winter came earlier than usual in Lanxi Town this year, so they probably didn't have time to prepare.

After giving the bees the order to enter the house, they tried their best to find a gap in the house and squeezed in with difficulty.

Then, all their senses were reflected on Soraya, as if she were holding a remote control, manipulating these toy bees.

She first manipulated the bees to search the first and second floors, but found nothing she had missed. Then she turned to the basement, where the smell of blood was strongest. However, the basement door was closed and airtight, so the bees could not enter.

Meanwhile, the bees also discovered a mechanism located in the picture frame.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she really couldn't shrink the bees to make them crawl into the basement, nor could she make them strong enough to shake the frame. The current situation was that if she wanted to get into the basement, she would have to go in herself.

Soraya glanced at the iron lock on the door.

If you forcibly destroy it, it will be immediately known that someone has broken in.

This wasn't a big deal for her, but Soraya still preferred to use a gentler approach.

For example--

A small canine tooth peeked out from between the gums and gently bit the index finger, like biting open a thin-skinned soup dumpling filled with meat filling, and the juice gushed out.

She only managed to bite a small gash, allowing a little blood to flow out.

The blood, just before it was about to fall, was instantly frozen in mid-air by some inexplicable force, unable to move.

Until the bleeding increased, Soraya felt it was enough, so she gently touched her fingertip, and the wound suddenly disappeared.

She manipulated the blood floating in mid-air, causing it to sway and flow into the keyhole of the iron lock until it filled the front end.

Perhaps because the weather was too cold, the blood couldn't stand the loneliness and chose to huddle together for warmth, intertwining and eventually forming solid blood clots.

Although not very sturdy, it is sufficient for opening doors.

With a snap, the blood clot twisted and effortlessly flicked open the lock's cylinder. Soraya removed the lock and pushed the door open.

The air inside the villa was much warmer, but it felt stagnant, mixed with a slight stench.

This is especially true for Soraya, who has a keen sense of smell.

The stench was like that of a rotting corpse that had been abandoned for months, teeming with maggots and swarming with flies.

Even ordinary people can clearly smell that this odor is very wrong.

If that's the case, why didn't the people who sealed off the house discover and search for the source of the smell?

Moreover, Roy's account did not mention any strange smell in the area.

All signs indicate that the smell appeared after the house was sealed off.

Moreover, it is highly likely that someone else entered the house and created this stench.

There are two suspects: one who possesses the key and the other who made the key.

Well, the key she was thinking about was naturally the one she had just made on the spot.

—Ainz Heinz…

The name of the wizard who had tried to obstruct her experiment flashed through her mind, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on Soraya's lips.

The relationship between dark wizards and white wizards is extremely hostile, and Soraya is considered a rising genius within the white wizarding camp. Therefore, it's inevitable that the dark wizards would be envious when they see her about to achieve new successes, and they would send their henchmen to stop her.

However, the white wizards also have connections, so they can't let too big a fish slip by and allow the black wizards to send in a legitimate wizard.

Therefore, Ainz Hein was merely a wizard apprentice, and his combat ability was probably even weaker than Soraya's.

When she first spotted him, she immediately requested help from one of the White Wizards' accomplices. However, this accomplice only injured Ainz, not killed him, allowing him to hide within Blackwater Territory. Incidentally, the accomplice also rescued a 13-year-old boy.

Soraya later unexpectedly discovered that the boy possessed remarkable wizarding talent.

Fate is truly a wonderful thing.

As Soraya was recalling the events, a wave of dizziness washed over her.