I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

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Roland wiped the sweat from his brow, securing Red Spirit with layer upon layer of shackles.

When the last shackle was locked, Red Spirit finally quieted down.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "There's strength in numbers after all.

The difference between having servants and not having them is just too great."

Roland had thought he might fail today, and had even prepared to use the unruly Ballet Ghoul card.

But the process of subduing her was much smoother than he had imagined.

"I finally have a 3rd-tier banshee that will listen to me."

"If I can cultivate the other servants to the 2nd tier, this card will be very powerful."

Ballet Ghoul and Red Spirit, along with the twelve servants, were Roland's trump cards.

The trump card was powerful, but difficult to control.

But the small cards could be trained to be very obedient.

He checked the pollution level of the room: 126.

Roland's expression was very strange.

This pollution level was a bit too high.

Normally, it should be in the eighties.

Moreover, with the Shepherd Tree sapling in the room, the pollution level should be lower than eighty, not higher.

"Before Brenda and the others complete their mission, I can't return to the academy.

Bloodfang Town has been investigating strange things recently, and if someone discovers the high pollution level in the house, it will cause some trouble."

"I'll have to purify it for a few days."

The book on the table was still shaking slightly.

Roland frowned and tentatively flipped the pages to the Underworld Scripture, reciting the hymns to the goddess Hela.

After a few verses, Roland inexplicably felt his tired spirit relax, and the restless Book of the Dead gradually stopped its agitation.

When the entire volume of hymns was finished, the book was completely quiet.

It was as if the female ghosts living inside had fallen asleep.

Roland rubbed his reddened eyes and stretched lazily.

His bones cracked all over his body.

He roused his spirits and tidied up the things in the room.

He pulled open the curtains and saw that the sky outside was already faintly bright.

He closed the curtains, and Roland threw the pebbles burning in the stove into the large bathtub.

After the water's surface became steaming hot, he stripped naked and lay in the large bathtub.

"So comfortable."

Unconsciously, Roland fell asleep in the hot water.

In his dream, he was lying in a warm river.

The sky above was pitch black, and a star faintly flickered for a moment, then disappeared.

It was as if someone had glanced at him indifferently, then paid no more attention.

Roland was awakened by hunger.

The sky outside the window was still faintly bright.

Looking at his pocket watch, Roland discovered that the time was actually a few minutes earlier than when he had fallen asleep.

Rubbing his forehead, Roland thought to himself, 'No wonder I felt that after sleeping, the sun hadn't risen at all... I slept for a day and a night.'

He went downstairs to eat, and Roland returned to his room, where he took out a piece of parchment and drew magical symbols on it.

Then, several lines of text slowly appeared on it.

It was Brenda's message from yesterday, saying that they had waited until noon in a certain place in Dahl Town, and when Roland didn't respond, they left the meeting point and went to do their mission.

The last line of text was:

【If you're not dead, say something.

We'll come find you after we're done with our business.】

Roland replied with a message, telling them to notify him after they completed their investigation.

Brenda and the others seemed to be busy and didn't reply.

Roland simply became a homebody.

In the following days, Roland didn't go out randomly.

Except for eating, he basically didn't leave his room.

As long as he was in the room, he would take out the sapling.

He strived to lower the pollution level, otherwise he wouldn't dare to wander around.

He treated this short period of time as a retreat.

He began to study the Book of the Dead in depth, as well as the notes and magic left by the Red Skulls.

Celia's notes recorded many necromantic spells, such as evil spirit possession.

Her notes recorded how to help a ghost occupy a corpse, and how to help an evil spirit occupy a living person.

The three of them also had very interesting spells, such as being able to disrupt facial features, seal the mouth, lock the ears, bind the tongue, and flay the skin.

Eileen and the others had studied these very thoroughly, and they were difficult to undo after being cast.

After being cursed, it wasn't just a simple change of flesh, but the five senses would be sealed.

Judging from the experimental records in the notes, these moves were quick and effective.

They were very effective against those who lacked combat experience.

If used well, even higher apprentices would be caught off guard.

When Roland experimented on himself, he accidentally removed his own mouth and nose, almost suffocating himself.

As for the contents of the Book of the Dead, those hymns were very interesting.

Roland was surprised to discover that after studying for a period of time, he had gained some abilities related to requiems and soul-soothing songs.

The scriptures of the goddess Hela were quite interesting.

A few days later, when the pollution level in the room had dropped to a relatively safe range, Roland read the Book of the Dead completely from beginning to end.

The Styx hymns seemed to be effective indeed.

Every day, in addition to meditating and reading, Roland practiced magic and studied the hymns.

Red Spirit and the evil spirits were much more peaceful.

On this evening, Roland summoned the ghost servants.

These ghosts were originally good ghosts that Roland had selected from near the Black Forest House.

Previously, he had cultivated them for a period of time with soul essence, and now he had cultivated them for a period of time with soul tears.

As of today, they had evolved into '1st-tier Benevolent Spirits' under the power of the Book of the Dead.

The clothes of these 7 ghosts were no longer so blurry.

If you looked closely, they looked a bit like nun's habits.

"How could they all be nuns?

That's impossible, right?

How could there be nuns in the Black Forest swamp?"

If they were all female ghosts, Roland could understand.

Because he had specifically screened them.

It wasn't that he had specifically screened out a group of female ghosts, but that female ghosts were generally stronger than male ghosts.

So female ghosts were within his expectations.

But the nun's habit thing was a little incomprehensible to Roland.

He put away the 7 ghosts and summoned the evil spirits.

They were obviously much gentler and more obedient than before.

So Roland turned the Book of the Dead to the page with Red Spirit.

Miss Red Spirit's clothes were still a deep red, but Roland inexplicably felt that her hair wasn't as dirty as before.

Moreover, she was very quiet in the book, although she would occasionally tug at the chains, she didn't seem to want to break out of the book.

"It seems everyone is living very well."

Roland followed the instructions in the book and controlled Red Spirit to make some movements in the picture.

Finally, the woman in the picture followed Roland's instructions and actually started dancing.

"Good, very good."

Roland's face showed joy.

The binding force of the Book of the Dead was already very strong, not to mention that Roland had tattooed her.

In addition, Roland's willpower was originally very high, and he could barely drive Red Spirit even without the help of the book.

So Red Spirit had long been tamed.

She only made a fuss on the first day, and after being locked in the book for a day, she didn't resist as much.

During this time, Roland used various methods to mess with her and appease her every day.

Under various adaptations, Miss Female Ghost had already submitted to Lord Roland.

Judging from the situation in the picture, Red Spirit seemed to be a little hungry.

Roland planned to call her out to feed her.

He recited a spell.

Crackling... The magic lamp flickered, and the room suddenly became gloomy.

Some water stains inexplicably appeared on the floor.

Then, Roland felt a weight on his shoulders.

In the flickering light, Roland looked at the mirror and found that there was another person on his back.

"Get down," Roland said with a grim expression.

The weight on his shoulders lightened slightly, and a faint shadow appeared in the dark corner of the room.

Whenever the light came on, there was nothing in the corner.

But when the light suddenly dimmed, you could vaguely see a woman in red standing there quietly.

Roland carefully observed for a long time and found that her body was a little more solid than before.

He didn't know if it was the Book of the Dead that had nourished her soul, or if it was the effect of the hymns.

However, her body was still a bit faint, and if you looked closely, she had no feet.

So Roland took out a bottle of soul tears, used his magic wand to stir up a cloud of smoke, and threw it on her body.

He recited a spell to help Red Spirit digest it.

After most of the bottle was used, Red Spirit's calves gradually took shape.

"Yes, the soul is gradually solidifying.

After resting and digesting for a while, the outline will be complete."

The effect of soul tears was very good.

Although Red Spirit hadn't returned to her peak state, she had no problem fighting.

After looking over Miss Red Spirit, Roland stroked his chin, and a wicked idea came to his mind: "It would be better if she had a red veil and embroidered shoes... I'll have to see if there are any special props or oddities for soul servants to change their appearance and dress them up."

He put away Red Spirit and took out the parchment.

"It's been a week, haven't there been any messages yet?"

He opened it and saw that there was new text.

【We are at (address).

Come meet us in the evening.

It's best if you give your copy of the report to Lord Dahl yourself, but it's up to you.】

The address above was the Great Bathhouse.

He tidied up his things, and Roland went downstairs to have dinner.

Then he went to the various bathhouses to take a look.

Roland didn't see any powerful characters.

Just as he was about to leave, a strange little pool caught Roland's attention.

This was a small bath pool about three meters square, a medicinal bath.

The color of the water was wrong, with a crimson tint.

It was as if someone had their carotid artery cut open while taking a bath, and a lot of blood had flowed out.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt that the pool was getting redder and redder.

At this time, a woman's face suddenly emerged from the pool.

That face actually had no skin!

Suddenly seeing such a person appear in front of him, Roland took a step back in shock.

Suddenly, he noticed that all the pools around him were abnormal!

What kind of pools were those?

They were blood pools!

One by one, skinless people laughed and chatted in the large bathhouse, with blood everywhere in the pools, on the walls, on the ground, and on the ceiling.

"Would you like to take a dip together, Scholar?" the woman in the small pool said with a smile. She seemed to be a low-level apprentice.

Roland suddenly realized that she had skin.

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The pool was crystal clear.

Looking around again, there was no blood at all.

They were all normal people.

"Something's not right! Something's not right! This town is not right!"

Roland trembled and took out the compass. The pollution level on it was: 79.

Suddenly, Roland understood everything.

No wonder the pollution level in his room was so high! It wasn't all red spirit pollution!

But the pollution level of the entire town was very high!

"Scholar?" The skinless woman in front of him patted Roland's leg in confusion.

But in the blink of an eye, the person was completely unharmed.

The pollution level on the compass in his hand was: 7.

With a bang, Roland's scalp went numb. He covered his head and was stunned for a long time, confirming that the pollution level displayed on the compass was indeed 7.

This was a very normal number, because wizards were the source of pollution.

Just then, Roland found blood on the compass!

"Scholar, are you alright, Scholar??" The woman climbed out of the clear water and looked at Roland with concern.

Roland looked at her carefully for a long time and asked, "Where's your skin?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.

Then, he heard her shouting outside: "Someone, come quickly! Someone's gone mad, another one's gone mad!"

Roland stood dizzily in place, looking at the people passing by, muttering to himself: "Am I the one who's gone mad, or is there something wrong here?"

"Where's your skin? Where's your skin?"

He looked at his hands, at the compass covered with solidified blood and fresh blood, and shouted: "Where's my skin?!"

"Who stole my skin!!!"

For High Apprentice Kayla, recently has been a time of troubles. Lord Dahl and the entire White Fang Society were extremely busy.

As the person in charge of patrolling the area near the Great Bathhouse, Miss Kayla was even more troubled.

The flow of people here was too large.

At some point, Dahl Town suddenly became plagued by a madness.

Moreover, this madness seemed to be contagious.

People who caught the disease always said that they had no skin on their bodies, and that everyone had no skin.

A news story was even published a while ago!

Those damned academic wizards, they treated people like themselves as wild wizards, with arrogance and prejudice.

Originally, the matter of the madness could still be suppressed, but after the news came out, it was completely impossible to suppress it.

Mentor Dahl and his students relied on the business in the town to make a living. However, the events brought about by public opinion have severely impacted the economy of the entire town.

This could be seen from the auction last week.

Everyone in the town, from top to bottom, had been busy for three months. On the day of the auction, everyone was concentrated at the auction, responsible for various tasks.

Even his mentor's high apprentice went to serve as a maid and appraiser.

As a result, after so much effort, the revenue was less than 60% of the usual!

Many wealthy clients expressed dissatisfaction, saying that they would no longer ship goods to the White Fang Society for processing in the future.

The town was now in serious deficit, with all walks of life struggling to maintain themselves. Even the Great Bathhouse in which she had invested was about to go out of business.

Kayla now only hoped that those Black Abyss Wizards could put in some effort and investigate the matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, not to mention herself, even the mentor would soon be unable to make a living.

The White Fang Society did not understand the mysteries and was good at earth element magic and werewolf domestication.

Among the schools known to the White Fang Society, the Black Abyss School was the most knowledgeable about mysteries. Once, this school was like a large asylum, where apprentices grew up in constant contact with the mysterious.

Even though this school had undergone great changes, the Black Abyss Wizards were still very proficient in mysteries.

Moreover, it was just an investigation, and the people who helped did not need to have much strength, because the White Fang Society could provide the strength.

Just understanding mysteries was enough.

It was said that in the Black Abyss School, many high apprentices who could not advance to wizard were more knowledgeable than their mentors.

Therefore, it should be very reliable to entrust the matter to them.

However, the mentor seemed very dissatisfied with the people sent by the Black Abyss Wizards this time. He thought that 4 high apprentices would come, but instead 4 middle apprentices came.

One of the apprentices had not even shown his face.

To make matters worse, since this group of people came, the town's madness had ushered in a climax of outbreaks.

Even worse, the Great Bathhouse in which she had invested seemed to have had an accident today!

An academic wizard seemed to have gone mad in the Great Bathhouse.

Academic wizards… Damned academic wizards, if this matter was not handled well, it would have to be reported in the news!

The apprentices in charge of that area reported the matter to Kayla as soon as possible. So Kayla rushed over in a hurry.

Soon, Kayla brought people to the Great Bathhouse in a hurry.

Seeing the situation here, Kayla's face suddenly became very ugly.

A large circle of people was surrounding the area!

Were the apprentices in charge here all idiots? Why didn't they knock the madman down and send him to the lounge?

Kayla and the others pushed through the crowd and came to the center. Seeing the scene here, their eyes went dark.

The seven or eight apprentices in charge here had not tried to subdue the guest, but had all been subdued by the guest!

Those apprentices were like faceless people, their mouths, eyes, and ears all growing together under some kind of black magic.

They were shaking people frantically like they were crazy, seemingly wanting to ask something.

But they couldn't speak, nor could they hear anything. They could only go crazy there.

Even the middle apprentice in charge here had gone mad, and he was curled up in a corner muttering to himself, shaking constantly. Only his mouth was sealed, and his eyes were full of horror.

"What kind of magic is this? How can it have such a great impact on people's minds?"

After asking the people around, Kayla's face became very exciting. They had not been hit by mental magic.

They were driven mad by that person.

That young wizard just said a few words and asked them a question. Then, they all went mad!

Kayla's face was extremely ugly, and she looked at the guest in surprise. She found that he was a middle apprentice and looked very unfamiliar.

She was sure that she had never seen this person, because his appearance was too outstanding.

Judging from the clothes, he seemed to be an Alexandra.

That was seven or eight low apprentices plus a middle apprentice. How did he drive such a large group of people crazy?

Just with a few words?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Even that kind of madness could not spread so severely.

Kayla's eyes became solemn. That kid was not an ordinary academic wizard. Alexandra was a noble, a wealthy client, so it was best not to conflict with their people.

At least don't have a conflict in public.

The young wizard suddenly looked at Kayla, and Kayla's eyes twitched. But she heard the young wizard defending himself: "I'm helping them! I can't let them listen and talk nonsense, I can't let them tell the truth, I can't say it either, and you can't listen!

Otherwise, it will really be gone.

Why are you looking at me like that?

I'm not crazy! I'm really not crazy!"

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