The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Although Aiden had obtained Vera's ancestral poison, he was troubled by not having the means to use it.

After all, he couldn't very well let Mr. Ironbeard drink the poison openly!

In order to lower Mr. Ironbeard's guard, Aiden always cooperated fully, and sometimes even took the initiative to ask Mr. Ironbeard what creatures he needed to borrow the following week.

This made Mr. Ironbeard even more satisfied with Aiden.

Aiden knew he just needed to wait for an opportunity, and until that opportunity came, he had to play his role well.

Otherwise, if Mr. Tetsuya becomes dissatisfied with him, he might be secretly killed by him one day.

"A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years." This is something Aiden repeatedly emphasized to himself every time Mr. Ironbeard left.

At this moment, in Aiden's garden, the surrounding area was planted with extremely tall trees by his animal servants.

The lush foliage completely blocked the view from the outside world. He also demanded that an entire wall be built for him, a thick wall, to conceal the scarecrows and wooden stakes he had placed in the garden.

Aiden stood at his doorstep, his feet firmly apart, his hands skillfully drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, his arm muscles taut, and shot directly at the scarecrow 80 meters away.

The arrow shot out like a black lightning bolt, striking the scarecrow precisely in the heart. The powerful impact caused the scarecrow to sway violently.

The arrow continued to shoot at the wall behind them until it embedded itself in the wall, creating a not-so-shallow dent, and debris fell down in a flurry.

"This Piercing Arrow truly lives up to its reputation as a level zero archery technique. Its power is about 50% greater than a normal drawn bow and arrow, and the arm swings at a strange frequency." Aiden looked at the scarecrow that had been pierced, a smile playing on his lips as he nodded. "We haven't received news about the wizard ship yet. Before that, I can practice my archery skills more. If I can continue my professional advancement before leaving, that would be excellent."

As Aiden spoke, he drew another arrow from his quiver.

Aiden speculated, "The next level for Lin Ying's apprentice is Wind Whisperer. Judging from her star rating, her strength is the same as that of a mid-level wizard apprentice. In other words, if I can reach the Wind Whisperer level before entering the wizarding world, my overall strength will not be weaker than that of a mid-level wizard apprentice. I might be able to gain some advantage and acquire more resources."

One step fast leads to another fast step; one step slow leads to another slow step.

This is the principle that Aiden has come to understand.

Just as he was about to continue training, Vera's voice came from outside the door: "Hey, commoner kid, do you live here?"

The sound was crisp and clear, standing out distinctly in the quiet garden.

Aiden frowned, his smile vanished instantly, replaced by a look of confusion.

He wondered why Vera would come looking for him.

The two kept to themselves and didn't interfere with each other.

Although puzzled, Aiden quickly stopped what he was doing, strode towards the target in the garden, and used both hands to hide the scarecrow stake in the garden.

Then he hurriedly went to open the door.

Looking at the girl with heterochromatic eyes outside the door, Aiden asked curiously, "What do you want with me? You don't mean you want to take that poison back, do you?"

Vera shook her head, her long hair swaying, and said, "What's given to you is yours. How you use it or what consequences it causes is none of my business. You should go check out the intermediate shooting range; your good buddy Bondi and that kid Haske are fighting."

After saying that, Vera waved her hand, turned around and left with light steps.

Aiden's face darkened, his already tense expression turning even more grim.

He hurriedly set off for the intermediate firing range.

Aiden had previously clashed with Bondi in front of the tavern. He was a prince of the Saint Laurent Empire and had a long-standing feud with Bondi.

……

When Aiden arrived at the shooting range, he found Bondi lying on the ground, pale-faced, with blood on the corner of his mouth and his body trembling.

Galatea was also there, supporting him and trying to lift him up.

Galatea looked anxious, her forehead covered in sweat, and she held Bondi tightly with both hands.

Standing to the side was the debonair Haske and his several henchmen.

Haske crossed his arms and looked smug.

He looked at Bondi lying on the ground, a mocking smile on his face, and said, "Bondi, you're a piece of trash. You're no match for me in any way."

As he spoke, he deliberately kicked the Bondi on the ground.

Bondi's face was ashen, and he stared intently at Haske, his hands clenched into fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He gritted his teeth and said to Galatea, "Help me up."

The voice was weak but full of stubbornness.

Galatea shook her head, her brows furrowed, and said with a worried expression, "Your Highness Bondi, your mental strength is now exhausted due to the continuous construction of witchcraft, and you were also shot by Haske with several arrows. I'm afraid it's no longer possible for you to contend with him."

"I don't care, help me up."

Bondi's face was flushed, and he tried to stand up by pushing himself up with his hands on the ground. Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

"Bondi, you should rest well. If you overexert your mental energy again, you won't be able to board the wizard ship this time." Aiden slowly walked over, squatted down, leaned close to Bondi's ear, and whispered.

Haske narrowed his eyes, like a venomous snake waiting for its chance, and looked Aiden up and down carefully as he suddenly appeared.

Finally, his gaze fell on his commoner's clothes, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he said with disdain, "Who do you think you are, daring to interfere in my affairs?"

Aiden ignored him, only frowning slightly.

Because in his mind, Haske was not far from death!

If Bondi continues to be provoked and insists on competing with him, his mental energy will likely be depleted even more severely.

By then, we'll likely fall into his trap!

Anyway, Haske's henchman, Elwin, has already been killed by his little butterfly.

Aiden felt that he needed to be especially careful when dealing with Mr. Ironbeard, but he still had a good chance of dealing with a bastard like Haske.

It was only during this time that he learned that although private fights were prohibited in the Forbidden Forest Basin, these were only the official rules; in private, as long as one was not discovered, it was permissible.

Even in the inner living area, the corpses of some formal wizard apprentices are occasionally moved outside the Forbidden Forest.

In other words, there is a possibility that there are lawless madmen.

Aiden and Galatea exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.

Bondi alone couldn't handle this guy, and Aiden and Galatea were both so engrossed in their training that they often didn't have time for anything else.

"Aiden is my brother, who does he think he is? Haske, let's continue. If you lose, you'll have to kneel down and call me grandpa." Bondi gritted his teeth, using his hands to support himself as he slowly got up from the ground, his body swaying as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

"Come on, let's continue the competition," Haske said, arms crossed, head tilted to the side, continuing to urge.

"What the hell are you talking about, you idiot!" Aiden rushed forward and grabbed Bondi's arm. Bondi was still struggling and kicking his legs wildly.

(This is the third update today, squeezed out from my busy schedule. I'd appreciate it if everyone could continue reading. Thank you so much!)