The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

"Please, let me go!" Carlos cried out.

"Confess honestly." Aiden glanced at Carlos's soul without a trace of sympathy.

At this moment, Carlos's soul was riddled with holes.

I don't know if it's because it's been soaking in green liquid, but it started to turn green and kept trembling in the bottle, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment. It looked extremely pitiful, and its facial features were already blurred.

"I am a three-star scout of the Ash Brigade. The leader sent me to investigate you and assassinate you," Carlos quickly confessed honestly, his voice trembling, afraid of suffering for even a second longer.

"The Ash Brigade?" Aiden was taken aback.

Immediately, his eyes widened: "Damn it, you're from the continent of Aurelius? You've traveled all this way to the wizarding world to assassinate me?"

"Exactly," Carlos replied honestly.

The wizard Leon, standing to the side, watched with great interest.

As a formal wizard, he also had enemies.

However, he was curious about what kind of entity was targeting Aiden.

"I remember now, the Ash Brigade sent two people to assassinate me, and I killed them both. You're the first." Aiden was speechless.

His entire face was filled with frustration.

"Why did you come to assassinate me? I don't understand..." Aiden continued to ask.

"The leader didn't say, but in short, he's here to assassinate you," Carlos said honestly.

His soul trembled within the potion.

"What the hell?" Aiden was speechless.

He raised his hand and slammed it hard on the wooden table next to him. The moment his palm hit the table, a crisp sound rang out, and several fine cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the table.

The wizard Leon glanced sideways.

"This kid's [Power] rune is quite well-developed."

"What level of strength does your leader possess?" Aiden stared intently at Carlos's twisted soul, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

"I don't know, but he's most likely a certified wizard," Carlos said after thinking for a moment.

"What do you mean by 'high probability'? Are there any other clues?" Aiden asked.

"In short, he is much stronger than me. Not only that, the leader also contacts an even more mysterious being regularly. It seems..." Carlos thought for a moment, then shrank back.

"Seems like what?" Aiden pressed.

"It doesn't seem to be human. Anyway, the creature is gray," Carlos said.

"Gray? Could it be a creature from another dimension? That would be troublesome," said the wizard Leon, resting his chin on his hand.

"Damn it, he knows nothing about everything." Aiden was completely exasperated.

He straightened up and paced back and forth in the room.

Anyone who is assassinated from time to time will not be in a good mood.

More importantly, his whereabouts have been exposed through the Wizarding Daily.

Everyone knows that he is currently studying in the Rune Courtyard, a branch of the First Ring Organization in the remote District 147.

"If you don't go back, the leader of the Ash Brigade will most likely come to assassinate me. Is that what you mean?" Aiden said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, my assassination attempt has failed. Only when I bring your head back will the mission be complete," Carlos said.

His soul is currently immersed in the green potion, and he feels like he's about to ascend to heaven.

Aiden asked Carlos a series of questions, one after another, in great detail.

Finally, watching Carlos's soul dissolve into a wisp of gray smoke within the green potion...

Finally, it disappeared completely, leaving not even a trace.

"He's dead. You need to consider whether someone will try to assassinate you in the future. I can protect you once or twice, but I can't always protect you," the wizard Leon said, looking at Aiden's ashen face.

Although he thought highly of Aiden, that's just how relationships are between wizards.

Even family members are just a memory in the long journey of life, and they can drift apart at any time.

Only the principle of equivalent exchange is eternal.

Aiden is very valuable now and is the hope of runic literature, so he deserves attention.

"I know, Lord Lyon. Right now, I'm just too obvious a target. I need time to grow," Aiden said helplessly.

He sighed.

Aiden has a career panel and knows that his future holds unlimited possibilities.

But there's time for growth. The Ash Brigade keeps sending people to ambush me, and they're getting stronger and stronger. It's so frustrating. Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Aiden clenched his fists and then loosened them, then clenched them again.

I'm still too weak.

"I do have an idea," said the wizard Leon after thinking for a moment.

"Lord Lyon, what's the plan? I'd like to hear the details." Aiden's eyes lit up.

“I have a sanctuary that I haven’t used in a long time; it’s on an island near the Rune Courtyard. It’s fairly secluded.” Wizard Leon paused, then continued, “You can train there. It’s just that daily life there will be a bit more complicated.”

"But in terms of security, it is definitely guaranteed."

"If you go to live there, I'll only know your whereabouts, maybe Iselly will know, and maybe the old headmaster Mephisto will know," said the wizard Leon.

"The fewer people who know your whereabouts, the safer you will be," said the wizard Leon.

"That's a good idea."

Aiden's eyes lit up. He seemed to have been set ablaze.

"That would be great, but wouldn't that be too much trouble for Lord Lyon?"

Aiden's lips curled up, his smile impossible to suppress, his eyebrows practically flying off as he laughed.

"No, this is your own karma, and you have to resolve it yourself. All I can do is offer you some help." Wizard Leon waved his hand, his tone very calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

She barely even lifted her eyelids!

For him, it wouldn't be a big deal to lend Aiden an island he didn't usually need to stay on.

Not to mention Aiden himself is a wand maker.

With a few years of experience, and if you earn money quickly enough, a few hundred thousand magic stones would be enough to buy an unclaimed island.

These islands are all registered with the Wizarding Council, so you can buy them directly, just like buying land; the procedures are very simple.

If he could lend a helping hand to Aiden when he was in trouble, gain more favor, and further solidify their relationship, it would be a very worthwhile deal for the wizard Leon.

He was calculating rapidly in his mind, but his face remained expressionless.

"Then thank you very much, Lord Leon." Aiden said with a smile, clasping his hands together and bowing deeply, his waist almost at a ninety-degree angle.

He knew that the man in front of him, Uncle Lyon, was not the type to dawdle.

Since he agreed to lend me an island, it can be said that the two of us are in the same boat, and have a relationship that is both teacher and friend.

Then the wizard Leon took out his wand, the shaft of which gleamed with a dark, murky light.

He flicked his wrist, and a map flew out from the tip of his wand.

The map unfolded in mid-air, with clearly visible lines, various markings, and a red cross in the center.

Immediately afterwards, a bronze key flew out and landed steadily in Aiden's palm.