The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Sir Richard chuckled and said, "Naturally, it's the longest-lived wizarding organization—Runehouse."

"It is said that this Rune Courtyard has a history of thousands of years. Even in the entire lower level, it is one of the oldest wizarding organizations, only it is a bit weak."

Richard paused, picked up the wand on the table, twirled it in his hand, and continued, "In short, one is the most powerful, one has the most potential, and the other is like a thousand-year-old tortoise, living the longest. You can choose for yourself."

As he spoke, he leaned against the boat and closed his eyes to rest.

The above conversation was a hushed exchange between Aiden and Sir Richard; the others were unaware of what they were discussing.

Soon, a wizarding apprentice, having adjusted his mindset, approached Sir Richard with a respectful expression and said, "Sir Richard, we were wrong. Please give us the list."

Sir Richard didn't even open his eyes, but just kept waving his wand, and sheets of paper floated into the hands of these people.

"The first one, the Throne of Inferno, is a fire-attribute wizarding organization, and also the most powerful wizarding organization in this region. It's an arcane school of wizarding organizations." Aiden looked at the list, tracing the words "Throne of Inferno" with his finger. "But in other words, it's also easy for the other 19 wizarding organizations to target. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. Besides, the Throne of Inferno, at its best, is only a second-circle wizarding organization. In the context of the lower levels, it's just average."

"As for the second Tide Hut, it is indeed a good choice." Aiden was a little conflicted. He scratched his head, making his hair a little messy. "However, I prefer the Rune Hut, which has a longer lifespan, but that school of thought is a bit too ancient."

Aiden frowned as he looked at the annotation "Ancient Studies School" on the list, muttering, "What the hell is this Ancient Studies School? It looks so backward, not advanced at all."

Aiden internally complained.

"However, this Rune Courtyard actually offers three meditation methods to choose from, which is quite good. They are wood, water, and wind attributes. This is much better than ordinary wizarding organizations. Generally speaking, only the Third Ring Organization can provide three different attribute meditation methods." Aiden tilted his head, stroked his chin, and muttered to himself, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"It's a pity there aren't any with light or dark attributes," Aiden continued, his tone tinged with regret.

Thinking of the dark attribute, he couldn't help but think of Galatea.

His brows furrowed tightly, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

Aiden was still worried about the whereabouts of his old friends.

Aiden sighed softly, trying to console himself, "They're all still alive, but we've all gotten separated and lost contact."

After saying that, he shook his head vigorously, trying to appear calm, so his mindset didn't change much.

……

After about half a day, the wizard apprentices on the deck had all chosen their destinations.

At this moment, a gentle sea breeze blew by, making the sails flutter.

Nearly half of the wizarding apprentices chose the only second-circle organization—the Throne of Inferno. They whispered excitedly to each other, their faces full of anticipation.

The rest were chosen based on their preferred school of thought and the attributes of their meditation methods, resulting in a chaotic scene.

To Aiden's surprise, not a single wizard apprentice chose the Tide Hut.

Aiden looked in the direction of the Tide Hut, shook his head helplessly, and sighed inwardly at the pity.

As for the Rune Courtyard he chose, no one else picked it either.

After all, the Ancient Research School is still too obscure. Choosing a wizarding organization is a major life decision, not a game. No one would joke about their future.

Aiden shrugged helplessly, a wry smile on his face, thinking, "If I didn't have a professional skill panel, and not lack opportunities but only development time, I definitely wouldn't have chosen this Rune Courtyard."

Over the next two weeks, the wizard apprentices on deck arrived one by one at the wizarding organization's territories according to the designated route, and were then picked up by members of the wizarding organization, who had been informed in advance by Sir Richard.

There was a little incident.

On the way, we encountered a large shark that was nearly 15 meters long. Its massive body was barely visible in the water and it kept following the boat, looking rather menacing.

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Sir Richard stood on the deck, gave a cold snort, and casually waved his hands, unleashing a wind-attribute spell that, like a sharp giant blade, rushed directly towards the great white shark. The shark had no time to dodge and was instantly sliced ​​into thousands of pieces, its blood staining the surrounding seawater red, with pieces of flesh floating on the surface.

Immediately afterwards, other fish, octopuses, and turtles swarmed in and quickly devoured the scraps of meat.

The wizarding apprentices, including Aiden, stared wide-eyed and gaped in shock at the sight.

"Damn, this is a real wizard, not some wizard apprentice."

Only then did he realize how powerful the middle-aged man in front of him was, and that there were actually more creatures in the seemingly ordinary seabed than he had imagined.

……

Currently, only five wizard seeds remain on the deck.

The sea breeze continued to blow, tousling Aiden's hair.

Sir Richard walked up to Aiden with a faint smile and said, "Kid, get ready, we'll be at the Rune Courtyard waters soon."

Aiden nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "Thank you very much for escorting me all the way, Lord Richard."

Sir Richard waved his hand and said, "I just wanted to get some magic crystals."

Aiden, somewhat curious, tilted his head and asked, "What are magic crystals?"

Sir Richard explained, "Magic crystals are an upgraded version of magic stones. They contain absorbable magic power that can increase the speed of meditation practice and replenish the energy consumed by witchcraft. One magic crystal is equal to 100 magic stones. Rescuing you drowning wizard seeds is a long-term mission issued by the Wizarding Council. I can earn 10 magic crystals for each trip you make."

Aiden nodded, and said thoughtfully, "I see."

He still had nearly 200 magic stones left in his pocket, which was roughly equivalent to two magic crystals. He subconsciously touched his pocket.

Sir Richard looked at Aiden and said earnestly, "You are truly born in a good era. It is because the Wizarding Council offers such generous rewards, far exceeding your individual value, that your human rights are protected. Otherwise, you fallen wizarding seeds would be easily captured by wizards and used for experiments."

"A wizard seed is worth only 30 magic stones."

Aiden nodded again, stroked his chin, and said, "It's reasonable that the value of every life is put on a scale."

Before long, a special area of ​​sea gradually appeared on the surface of the ocean, and the seawater took on a strange color.

Sir Richard stopped the ship, patted Aiden hard on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, you can prepare to leave."