The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

"Senior sister, I want to ask you for leave again, mainly because I need to do something for Lord Lyon," Aiden said with a smile.

He scratched the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed.

His gaze occasionally drifted to Senior Sister Iseli's lace nightgown, but he quickly looked away, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Alright, then you go ahead and get busy. Come find me again when you're done." Senior Sister Iseli nodded and dismissed Aiden.

"Hehe, you're so nice, senior sister," Aiden said with a smile and a nod.

"Um."

The door slammed shut behind her, shaking a few specks of dust off the doorframe.

Aiden stood outside the door, paused for a moment, then smiled, bowed to the closed door, and turned to leave.

Iseli could see that Aiden was so popular with the wizards that it was difficult to find a suitable time for him to appear.

But since it was Aiden's own choice, then let him be.

After all, if Aiden really didn't want to help, he could have simply used her name to say that he was going into seclusion to practice his wand-maker skills, and Na'ang probably wouldn't have said anything.

However, since he made this request for leave, it means that he still has other things to attend to.

……

"Keep working on it!"

Aiden began studying the mental rune day and night, piecing it together into a complete rune.

The table was piled high with draft papers covered in calculations, one on top of the other.

He was completely unaware that the water in his teacup would cool down and then heat up again, and then cool down again. Sometimes he would pick it up and take a sip before realizing that it had long since gone cold.

A month later.

Aiden's eyes were bloodshot, but he showed no sign of stopping; on the contrary, he became more and more engrossed in his research.

The fragments on the rune were pieced together little by little, and with each small piece that was completed, the corners of his mouth turned up a little more.

During that month, Aiden hardly stepped out of his room.

During that time, his senior sister Annie came to see him once, knocking on his door several times.

Aiden opened the door a crack. His hair was a mess, his eyes were dark and swollen, and he had a stubble on his chin. He waved to Annie, mumbled "We'll talk about it another day," and slammed the door shut.

At this moment, in Aiden's room.

The table was piled high with scraps of paper, some crumpled up and thrown on the floor, others spread out, covered with all sorts of runes.

Aiden's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the brand-new rune before him, each stroke of which was remarkably fluid.

The rune hovered half a foot above the table, emitting a pale blue light that illuminated a small area around it.

The air around the rune rippled like water, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

Aiden's shoulders slumped, and he breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "I've finally finished piecing together this mental rune."

He continued, "Then I will begin cultivating this spiritual rune."

He took a deep breath, sat up straight, crossed his legs on the chair, placed his hands flat on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

His chest heaved a few times as he regulated his breathing to a steady state.

Soon, Aiden began to construct a mural of the mental rune in his mind, and since he was already a master of the profession, the sketching process was incredibly smooth.

The outline of the rune gradually emerged in his mind.

Every stroke was incredibly precise, as if measured with a ruler, without the slightest deviation.

His breathing became more and more steady, his brows gradually relaxed, and the expression on his face changed from tense to relaxed.

In just over half an hour, a very ingenious mental rune was completely formed in his mind.

The runes slowly rotated deep within his consciousness, emitting invisible waves that spread outwards.

Not only that, Aiden felt his mind was more open, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and say, "Ah, it feels so good, I feel like I've been elevated."

After most of the day had passed, Aiden slowly opened his eyes, a flash of purple light passing from the corner of his eye.

"My mental strength has increased by about 20%. That's an unconditional 20% increase. With the Rune Child talent, my mental strength has increased by 30%!" Aiden said with delight.

"I now have a total of four runes. First is the Lightness Rune, then the Strength Rune and the Endurance Rune, and finally this Spirit Rune. These four runes have significantly boosted my four main attributes," Aiden continued.

He paced back and forth in the room, his steps quick and heavy, his chest heaving violently.

"My mental strength is already very close to that of a high-ranking wizard apprentice, thanks to the enhancement of this mental strength rune," Aiden said with a smile.

His lips curled up so high they almost reached his ears.

"Most importantly, this mental power rune is only a basic mental power rune. This means that as my rune profession advances, I may be able to unlock higher-level runes and improve my basic attributes even more," Aiden said earnestly.

"It's just that this spirit rune is a bit too overpowered, since the other three runes aren't that important to wizards. Could I find a way to improve it? After I've improved it, I can give the improved rune to Lord Leon," Aiden said softly after thinking for a moment.

Soon, based on his existing knowledge of this spiritual rune, he removed and modified some of the rune's structure.

He picked up the pen again, and the tip moved quickly across the paper.

With each rune structure crossed out, the floating rune on the table dimmed a little, its purple light gradually weakening, its color changing from dark purple to light purple, and then from light purple to grayish-white.

It took another two or three days to obtain a battle-damaged version of the Spirit Rune, which Aiden called the lowest-level version.

He's barely slept these past few days, and his dark circles are getting worse; he's practically turning into a panda.

By the time the last stroke was completed, the sky outside the window had changed from black to white, and then from white to black again, going back and forth several times.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked even more tired than before.

"This lowest-level mental rune can probably increase mental power by 3%. Although it's not much, it's still quite incredible," Aiden said with a smile.

He held the revised rune between his fingertips and examined it closely.

The runes' light was much weaker than before, but they were still flashing steadily without any disorder.

"Generally speaking, even substances that enhance mental power can only increase a wizard's mental power by about 5%, but these materials are extremely precious, like rare and precious treasures. Runecraft, on the other hand, has no threshold whatsoever; as long as you can draw the runes, that's enough," Aiden continued.

After doing all that, he collapsed backward...

Aiden quickly fell into a deep sleep.

After waking up, he grabbed his magic broom, mounted it, and flew directly to the wizard Leon's tower.

……

"This is a mental power rune, which can enhance a wizard's mental power," Aiden said with a smile.

"What? You actually figured it out for him?"

Lyon jumped up from his chair, the movement so sudden that his knee slammed into the corner of the table.

He hadn't expected Aiden to actually have this talent for runic literature, being able to decipher unknown runes.

"How is it? Have you practiced this mental power rune? How much does it increase your mental power, and what are the effects?" Wizard Leon continued to ask urgently.

His eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid.

"It can increase mental strength by about 3%," Aiden said seriously, without batting an eye, appearing completely at ease.

"3%? That's a lot." Wizard Leon thought for a moment and said seriously.

Aiden nodded, handed over the analyzed mental rune lines, and said with a smile, "Lord Leon, I've done my job on this task you asked me to do. As for this rune, you can practice on it and see its effects, and see if it can increase mental power by 3% for a formal wizard."

Lyon reached out and took the parchment, raising an eyebrow.

He brought the paper close to his eyes and examined it carefully for a long time, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the runes and lines, nodding occasionally as if he were silently verifying something in his mind.

"No problem, I'll try practicing it. But let me make this clear first, consider this mental energy rune a joint creation. I found it, but the deciphering was entirely your doing. We each deserve 50% of the credit, and if it gets out in the future, we'll each take half of the patent fees," Leon said earnestly.

As he spoke, he folded the parchment in half, then carefully tucked it into the inside pocket of his robe, pressing it down with his palm.

Leon is optimistic about Aiden's future development, so he doesn't want to take advantage of him. Only cooperation and win-win can achieve mutual benefit. Moreover, Aiden and he are both from the same organization, both of them came from Rune Courtyard. In the future, whoever develops well will be of great help to the others.

"Then I thank Lord Lyon for his kindness," Aiden said, bowing and looking flattered.

This made Aiden think more highly of the unkempt middle-aged man, Leon.

To be honest, Leon is really not good-looking; he doesn't even look like a first-ring wizard.

His hair was messy, as if he hadn't washed it for days, and his beard was stubble.

But this seemingly slovenly person is actually very disciplined in his work, and when he says he'll do something, he does it perfectly, without any ambiguity.

In this wizarding world, encountering a senior who doesn't take advantage of others is more precious than anything else.

Aiden secretly remembered this favor, thinking that he would definitely repay it when he had the chance.

"But this is good too, I can collect more patent fees in the future," Aiden thought to himself.

This deal is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it. I provided the technology, the other party provided the original runes, and the profits are split in half. It's a sure thing.

"I wonder how much royalties I'll collect a year from that sweet potion I published in the Wizarding Daily," Aiden continued to think to himself.

He licked his slightly dry lips with his tongue, his mind already racing with calculations.

"Then you should go back first, Aiden. I will cultivate this rune as soon as possible so that we can verify it together." Leon looked at Aiden with great satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder.

Aiden knew that the man in front of him was in a hurry to study the new runes, so he didn't disturb him. He gave a wizard's salute and rode his magic broom back to his hut.