I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

(The sequence numbers of the previous two chapters were incorrect; they should be 99 and 100)

The Ballet Ghost passed through Roland's body like a specter. Roland shivered, and the Ballet Ghost flew to the carpet behind the sofa.

After landing on the carpet, the Ballet Ghost stood there quietly in an elegant pose.

At this moment, a psychological description of Leona appeared in Roland's Book of Demons—Doubt.

Roland closed the book, a layer of fine frost forming on his eyebrows, but he did not turn into a puppet.

“Hahahaha… Hahahaha!”

Roland suddenly stood up, turned to look at the Ballet Ghost behind the sofa, and laughed loudly: “Little imp! I'll show you how to be wild with me! Come on, come and touch me!”

A wave of angry thoughts transmitted to Roland's mind. The puppet transformed into a ghostly dancer, passing through Roland's body once again.

Roland shivered again, his teeth chattering. Before he could say anything more, he saw the Ballet Ghost's figure passing through his chest again and again.

Roland suddenly felt that something was wrong. He tried to use his mind and sight to control the Ballet Ghost, to make her dance elsewhere, but the Ballet Ghost ignored him, repeatedly entering and exiting his body.

“Crap! Why isn't she dancing? Isn't she supposed to dance as long as she moves?”

Roland was very puzzled. Normally, as long as he gave a signal to a dance partner, or gave a look from an audience member, the Ballet Ghost would definitely perform.

A normal Ballet Ghost has a very strong sense of professional ethics. As long as there is an audience, she will definitely dance well. If there is a dance partner, she will definitely cooperate well with the dance partner.

But Leona is not like that now. She already has thoughts. She knows how to choose between dancing and not dancing. Therefore, she no longer has professional ethics!

Whether she dances now completely depends on her mood!

Leona seems to be different from a normal Ballet Ghost.

Ballet Ghosts are mysterious creatures. And Leona is a strange creature!

Roland braced himself and tried to fight the Ballet Ghost. But the Ballet Ghost was elusive, and Roland couldn't get rid of her at all. It wasn't until he tricked the Ballet Ghost into the Demon Sealing Array that he successfully sealed her.

With a few 'pa la pa la' sounds, a pile of firewood was thrown into the fireplace. Roland shivered as he chanted the Ignition spell. The flames burned brighter and brighter, and Roland finally felt much better.

After a while, the flames in the fireplace slowly diminished, and frost began to condense near the fireplace.

Roland felt a slight weight on his head. He blankly raised his head and looked at a foot stepping on his face.

“You win.” Roland no longer called her a little imp. He gave in and began to try various forms of communication.

But he didn't hear any response.

The Ballet Ghost quietly danced ballet on Roland's head, while Roland quietly warmed himself by the fire. Both were silent.

Before long, Roland's hair was completely frozen.

After a long time, Roland finally felt a wave of emotion from the Ballet Ghost—hunger.

Roland nodded, took out the bottle of Soul Tears, and placed it on the Book of Demons.

Immediately, the heaviness on his head disappeared, and then the Soul Tears in the small bottle quickly dried up.

—Comfortable.

“If you're comfortable, then go to sleep.”

Roland stared blankly at the flames in the fireplace and said, “This won't work. I can't handle it. I have to get some medicine when I patrol the forest tomorrow.”

Originally, he was happy to have subdued a powerful servant, but Roland couldn't be happy at all.

He now felt that he hadn't found a maid, but had found a great immortal for himself.

It was like 'chuma' shamanistic dancing. Before inviting the gods, you had to find a way to make the great immortal miss happy. After using them, you had to make them happy and then send them back.

If you didn't send them back properly, you would be in a lot of trouble.

Looking through the runes in the Book of Demons, Roland thought to himself, “When dealing with tricky opponents, I can change this rune sequence back, so that she can turn people into puppets. This way, she can defeat enemies with one move. But this move must be used with caution… lest I accidentally get touched by her.”

“Normally, I can just let her maintain this state. This way, even if she runs out, I won't be turned into a puppet.”

The sky outside the window was already pitch black, and there was still a large pile of puppets standing outside. Roland roused himself and led the Wind Prince outside, gathering all the puppets in the large open space in the front yard of the house.

Fortunately, although these puppets looked like a lot when they were surrounded there, there were actually only seven or eight hundred.

However, after being placed in the front yard, they still piled up like a mountain.

“I have to burn them separately, otherwise it will cause a forest fire.”

Roland threw out his three bags, chanted a spell, and let most of the puppets fly into the bags. When the number of puppets was only one-fifth left, Roland set a big fire.

When the fire went out, the leaves of the trees in the distance were blackened.

Afterwards, he used Frost Art to deal with the embers. After doing all this, he was physically and mentally exhausted.

“Tomorrow, I can let the Wind Prince roll away all these ashes.”

Roland returned to the house and made a pot of hot stew, which made him feel much better after eating it.

He looked at the time, it was only a little after eight o'clock in the evening. He planned to rest and sleep after finishing today's meditation homework.

After taking a mermaid fruit, Roland sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace and began to meditate.

Roland vaguely had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed like he was about to break through.

Before, every time Roland came into contact with the Ballet Ghost, it would make his meditation very smooth, but as he came into contact with her more and more, this improvement became negligible.

The last time he came into contact with the Ballet Ghost some time ago, he only improved by 0.3% after meditating that night. His realm finally stayed at 96.8%.

But tonight, after going crazy with the Ballet Ghost, he inexplicably felt that he had comprehended a lot of things.

Soon, Roland entered into meditation.

It was like a tired person finally lying in a quilt, feeling comfortable all over.

This meditation was very different from usual. Roland actually had a dream, dreaming that he had turned into a cloud of mist, roaming freely. But there was a seven-colored wall around him, restricting him.

This wall was like a rainbow, and it was translucent. Each color was an element.

He didn't pay attention to the walls around him, and lay lazily in the narrow space, but his body was getting bigger and bigger, making him very uncomfortable.

He tried to break through the rainbow wall, but the wall was as solid as a rock, completely unmoved.

He vaguely felt that the colors on the wall had a great restraint on him. Every time he pushed hard against the wall, those colors would squeeze him hard, making him unable to exert his strength.

With each additional color, the difficulty of breaking through the wall would increase exponentially.

This is the Wall of Elements. Every wizard will encounter this when breaking through a bottleneck.

Roland felt that if there were five or six fewer colors on the wall, and he grew a little bit bigger, he could easily break through it.

But now… no matter how much bigger he grew, it would be negligible.

Roland simply ignored the wall. He treated the squeezing of the wall as a massage and fell comfortably into sleep.

When Roland opened his eyes, his eyes were radiant, and there was a faint flow of magical light. This was a phenomenon of magic overflowing.

Looking out the window, the sky was already faintly bright. The time on his pocket watch was five in the morning.

He opened Aleya's Notes.

【Roland】

【Realm: Low-level Wizard Apprentice (Bottleneck)】

【Title: Dancing Master】

【Abilities: Advanced. Valeria Swordsmanship (28.6%), Elementary Alchemy (96%), Intermediate Necromancy (9.2%)】

【Cantrips: All 3rd-level Cantrips. Arc III (16.87%)】

【Magic: Modified. Chain Lightning III (16.87%) Note 2, Mind Blast II (19.7%)】

【Holy Seal (Passive): Dawnfire III (17.38%)】

【Forbidden Arts: Elementary Forbidden Transformation III (0.2%)】

Seeing this, Roland showed a strange expression.

His various magics and abilities had been greatly improved, and all of his cantrips had been upgraded to level 3. Even his Necromancy during his apprenticeship had reached the intermediate level.

Flipping through the records in the book, Roland found that when the Ballet Ghost was going crazy, his realm began to increase its comprehension degree. Later, when he entered the bottleneck, all kinds of skills increased by another wave.

If he didn't advance, and just stayed here, going crazy with the Ballet Ghost every day, all his skills could be brushed to level 3.

“No, I have to advance as soon as possible. Some of these magics take time to cultivate. I can't lose big for small gains.”

Roland couldn't help but think of the scene where he was attacked the day before yesterday.

The academy is getting more and more chaotic, and there is a feeling that a storm is coming. A low-level apprentice can't protect himself.

Looking again, Roland found that there was actually another line of small print below his realm:

【In your dream, you sensed your future… Your probability of advancing is: 3%】

Roland's face was unusually ugly.

He flipped through various books, and slowly his eyes lit up.

“Do I need elemental advancement potions?”

“There are many elemental potions in the Black Forest. I can find one that can be eaten directly after ripening.”