I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 1 Beware of Scams (Please Read More)

"Are you here to apply for a job? What's your name?"

"Ron Griffith."

"age."

"16."

"Is he a virgin?"

"Uh yes."

"Sorry, we don't hire virgins."

Hearing this, Ron was slightly stunned, his face full of disbelief, "But I'm applying for the position of guard at the Hao Zai Lai Magic Potion Alchemy Factory."

Damn, now even security guards have to check if a man is a virgin! ?

Guard?

The interviewer, who was dressed like an elite, was stunned for a moment. Then he picked up the pink sign at his feet with a normal expression and placed it next to the "Come Back to the Magic Potion Alchemy Factory".

[Pink Romance is actively recruiting, 12 Golden Lions/month]

Seeing this scene, Ron's face darkened slightly. He didn't expect that there would be such dirty and disgusting activities here.

Ugh, that's disgusting!

What happened to being a virgin?
Can’t a virgin endure humiliation and endure hardships?
How do you know I can’t do it if you don’t try?!

Looking at the handsome young man with golden hair and good looks, the interviewer seemed to have guessed his thoughts and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses professionally:
"Rules are rules, maybe you can consider other positions."

"It may be a bit disheartening to say this, but I still have to mention it.
With your qualifications, you can only work on the assembly line at the "Hao Zai Lai Factory" producing alchemical potions.

"3 Golden Lions a month. It doesn't matter if you're not familiar with it. We can provide free training."

Only 3 Golden Lions
1 golden lion = 10 silver eagles = 100 bronze deer. Although this sounds like a lot, it can only maintain a standard of living of eating hard bread every day in the royal capital.

Ron sighed slightly in his heart, took the contract handed to him by the interviewer and looked at it carefully.
But when he saw the tiny words hidden between the lines, he couldn't help but swear:
"Fuck! You actually want me to borrow 300 gold lions from the Golden Union to buy a basic alchemy knowledge license. Why don't you just go and rob me!"

"The interest rate is a full 1%. After you pay it back within ten years, I'll give you one gold lion back for last month's work!"

Are you still human?

At this moment, Ron finally realized how unreliable the recruitment advertisements on the pink cards scattered all over the streets and alleys, which claimed to 100% help you solve your employment problems, were.

This is simply false advertising!
Ron even suspected that there were no corresponding protective measures inside the factory that produced alchemical potions.

These vampires will probably kick you out only when you become seriously ill from inhaling too much alchemical waste gas and then take out a large medical loan.

Looking at the interviewer who was still smiling, the boy suddenly had the urge to punch him.

However, after taking a look at the big guard with a revolver on his waist, he couldn't help but sigh that times have really changed.

A musket is much more useful than spells.

"Sorry, I don't think this job is suitable"

click-

Before the young man finished speaking, the sound of a door locking suddenly came from the old room with poor lighting.

Ron's heart tightened and he glanced over, only to see the big guard locked the door and took out the revolver from his waist, pointing it at him.

There was a faint pungent smell of gunpowder in the dull room, as if the whole room would explode with just a spark.

"Sir, please don't be afraid."

The interviewer adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "We're a professional agency. If we say we can 100% solve your employment problems, then we must deliver on our promise."

"If there is no problem, please sign the contract."

So this is a 100% solution to employment problems!

Hearing this, Ron's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he silently retracted his assessment of the other party's false propaganda.

As expected, in this strange world, boys still have to protect themselves when they go out.

"You're lucky to be tricked into becoming a Star Fury. If you were a slave, you'd never be able to turn your life around!"

Faced with this situation, the young man did not panic at all. Instead, he secretly thanked himself for being well prepared.

Suddenly, the chaotic sound of carriage wheels rolling over the cobblestone road outside the room gradually increased, accompanied by loud shouts.

"Boss, it's the sheriff!" The criminal near the window noticed something was wrong at the first moment.

Sheriff, how is this possible!?
The interviewer, who was dressed like an elite, was stunned and his eyes subconsciously fell on Ron, the only suspect at the scene.

Ron nodded heavily, showing his little white teeth, and raised his thumb, giving support and affirmation to the criminal.

You're riding a horse
"Are you crazy? You have to call the police before coming to a place like this for an interview?"

"Aren't you afraid that the sheriff will arrest you too?!"

The interviewer roared angrily, his facial muscles twitching slightly. Feeling the provocation, he felt a pain in his balls.

Although the desperate criminal boss wanted to teach Ron a lesson verbally, he didn't have time to think about it in this critical moment.

He rushed to the window in two steps, leaned forward and broke the glass.
Just like the protagonist in the movie, he flew a full five meters in the air.

slam-la-

The broken glass gleamed in the sunlight, and the hem of the crime boss's clothes rustled.

He changed his center of gravity in mid-air and fell down in a very handsome manner.

Finally it succeeded.
He fell into a circle of three layers of encirclement downstairs.

three minutes later
When Ron saw these criminals again, the sheriffs had already taken control of the scene.

At this moment, he was biting his lip. The sunlight streaming in through the broken window made his long golden hair and handsome face look particularly innocent. As if that wasn't enough, Ron pinched his inner thigh with his hand hidden by his robe. His deep blue eyes suddenly became moist, and a blush appeared at the corners of his eyes, like a frightened deer.

He pointed at the criminal leader who was brought up and gave a pitiful look to the female sheriff who was in her thirties or forties beside him.

"That's the officer who extorted three gold lions from me!"

what! ?

"I didn't blackmail you!" The criminal leader's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

What are you talking about? Aren't you here to work and make money?
Seeing this, Ron retorted confidently: "Why would you run away if you're not here?"

"I"

The criminal boss was speechless for a moment, all his excuses stuck in his throat.

He looked for help to the sheriff who was examining him, hoping that fairness and justice would be served.

But what I got in return was a look that looked like scum.

Is there any royal law?
At this moment, the criminal leader suddenly thought of a special term in his mind - black eating black.

brute!

Who is the blackmailer?
Why are you so skilled?
You are only 16, still a minor!
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[You have successfully performed a good deed in accordance with the Way of Holy Light. Your Holy Light Healing proficiency has increased by +10, reaching the maximum level.]

[Name: Ron Griffith]

【Age: 16/87】

[Realm: First-level Mage (Apprentice)]

[Skill: Holy Light Healing (Pinnacle) Note: I've removed most of the healing effects, but retained 1000% of the pain. Only in this way will you know you're being healed.]

【Basic Magic Theory (Mastery 78/300)】

【Elementary Runes (Introduction 17/100)】

【Cooking (Master 260/3000)】

[Overall Evaluation: Your Holy Light Healing Magic proficiency is comparable to that of a god, yet you're still a first-level rookie mage. How incredible.]

"It's like a god can't find a job anymore. I can barely afford bread for the next month. Forget it. It seems even if I max out my healing skills, I won't be able to return to normal."

Glancing at the full-level healing spell flashing with golden light on the panel, Ron, who had just come out of the police station, felt that life was full of hardships and setbacks.

Good news, Ron, as a time traveler, is a good one.

Bad news, this cheat seems to be incompatible with him.

It was obvious that he had spent all his money to learn the Holy Light Healing Technique at a fake academy, but after Ron's hard work and practice, he was transformed into a completely different person.

1000% pain, how cruel it is, just thinking about it makes the boy shudder.

As for the specific details, he didn't dare to try it on himself.

But after seeing the priest from the Holy See holding his crotch in agony and denouncing his own poor magic skills three days ago, he already had an idea.

Well, this spell is indeed quite healing.

It mainly causes both mental and physical depression to the person being treated.

This directly led to Ron lowering the average employment rate of the entire royal capital.

The only thing that comforted the blond boy was,

The basic theories of magic, elementary runes, and his cooking skills had not been completely transformed.
Otherwise, his name will definitely be on the list of "truth madmen" to be executed next year.

In this world of old gods, magic, and epics, it is extremely dangerous to rashly pursue knowledge without the permission of the rightful gods. Once you are recognized, no one will listen to your explanation.

This is also why he was willing to take huge risks and come to the black-hearted factory that produced alchemical potions to engage in robbing the black-hearted ones. No, it was an important reason for finding a job.

"Alas, this little money isn't enough. I have to keep looking for a new job, or I'll end up on the streets."

Ron tossed the three gold lions given to him by a kind-hearted person and sighed helplessly.

He seemed to have foreseen that he would be kicked out of the house by the landlady because he was four months behind on rent.

Finally, it ended tragically on a street filled with wastewater and vomit.

In the setting sun, the dim sunlight pierced through the clouds filled with alchemical exhaust gas, like a terminally ill giant, gradually collapsing on the dirty streets.

Ron walked on the street with heavy steps, stepping on the dirty cobblestone road that was even sticky to the soles of his shoes.

wow-

Just as the handsome young man with golden hair was debating whether to sell his body, a breeze picked up the newspaper on the ground and blew it in his face.

What the hell?

Ron took the newspaper irritably, and then froze in place the next second, his eyes fixed on a line of advertisement in the corner of the Sai Wan Evening News.

Recruiting tutors.

Requirements: Profound knowledge of Holy Light magic, preferably with good aristocratic etiquette and upbringing. Mages of level 2 and above are not allowed.

Salary: 100 gold lions per month, work four days and rest three days. After a successful interview, you will have the opportunity to go on a seven-day trip to the imperial border with the employer.

"This, this..." Ron suppressed his excitement, fearing that he had seen it wrong, and scanned the recruitment advertisement again.

Tutor, tutor is good.

Being a tutor meant that he didn't have to demonstrate his amazing spells, he only needed to have solid theoretical knowledge to convince his employer, and he knew a lot about holy light magic!
"100 Gold Lions per month, work four days and rest three days."

"Even better, there's a chance to travel to the border of the Kingdom of Oran every year!!!"

There are indeed many opportunities in big cities, and there are such good things!
(End of this chapter)