I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

The young wizard came before Catherine, respectfully performed the wizard's salute, and then silently handed her a letter.

Catherine frowned even more deeply, as if she had been busy yesterday and hadn't watched the live broadcast.

She glanced at the envelope with suspicion, and after discovering it was a letter from Lord Dahl, she opened it and her expression gradually changed. By the end, she was utterly dismayed.

A moment later, she looked at Roland with a complex expression. She felt a bit of lingering fear, and also some 'admiration'.

What exactly is going on with this guy? Does he specialize in attracting such things? How does he win the lottery every day? Either he runs into the Ballet Ghost, or he runs into the Treant.

This time, he just went to the black market and hit the jackpot, encountering a Skin Thief!

The Twilight Wizards have been searching for Skin Thieves for several years now.

These past few days, it's unknown why that Twilight Apprentice took a liking to White Fang Town and roamed over there. Just as he was preparing to make a big move and leave, he was encountered by Roland.

In the letter, Dahl stated that he would remember the friendship of Catherine and her group, hinting that he would stand on Catherine's side in the future.

But Catherine wasn't focused on this matter; she repeatedly examined the content regarding Skin Thief Town, feeling a sense of dread.

She now wished she could tie Roland up and prevent him from wandering around, lest he die outside one day without her even knowing.

Well, of course, she wasn't concerned about this stinky man. She was doing it to study this guy, to observe him!

Seeing that Catherine had almost finished reading, Roland said, "Lilith told me that the Twilight Wizards might have some movements recently. They are paying attention to the purification of forbidden areas in various academies. The apprentices of the Twilight Wizards might participate in this trial."

Catherine's eyelids twitched violently.

The Twilight Wizards were like a swarm of flies, always drawn to strange occurrences. Even if there were no problems in the forbidden areas, they would create problems once they arrived.

If Roland, this magnet for trouble, were to go to this trial, he might encounter another major event!

Even if he didn't encounter anything, the nature of the trial would change.

If the original Academy Cup was destined to be a competition among delicate greenhouse flowers, then now it would be a battle among hellish devils. There would be no rules, the winner takes all, and the losers are all sacrifices.

Catherine didn't know Roland's thoughts yet, and she assumed that Roland probably wouldn't go—given his personality, he definitely wouldn't go.

Picking up Dahl's letter, Catherine looked at it again, then rubbed her forehead and said, "I roughly understand what you mean, it's good that you're not going. Trouble always follows you wherever you go. It's best not to go."

Roland didn't say anything.

Catherine thought that Roland was concerned about her previous promise to him, so she reassured him, "The Academy Cup will probably be disrupted by the Twilight Wizards this time, I won't force you to go. Besides, the Dahl Town incident is enough to demonstrate your ability. I think the instructor shouldn't make things difficult for me anymore.

As for my previous promise, I will fulfill it.

I'll give you those two bottles of advanced potions. I've recently modified the formula a bit, and the effect will be about ten percent better. Although you have a 7-element aptitude, this is only for advancing to a high-level apprentice, not for advancing to a formal wizard. Even without the potion, you should have a twenty percent chance of advancing to a high-level apprentice.

Moreover, your will is very firm, which will invisibly increase your chances of advancing. After taking my two bottles of potions, you should have a sixty to seventy percent chance. There's no need to go to the forbidden forest to find medicine."

Catherine really thought too highly of Roland!

Without external help, how could he break through the bottleneck!

When he advanced to an intermediate apprentice, the probability of success was only 3%!

Advancing to a high-level apprentice is even more difficult. If he doesn't take the potion, the probability of his advancement is likely to be 0%!

A firm Dao heart can give him a ten percent chance of a 'miracle'. If he doesn't go to the forbidden forest and only takes the two bottles of potions that Catherine intends to make, the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck would be at most 50%!

If he hadn't met Heywood, Roland would definitely have chosen a conservative route this time because of this 50% chance.

But Heywood's life experience taught Roland one thing with bloody lessons.

They, this group of wizards who came from Muggles, from true mortals, are a group of people who are truly defying the heavens!

They must risk their lives to fight for that glimmer of possibility, to change their class and step onto the steps ahead!

Going to the forbidden area would give him an extra twenty percent chance of winning. For this twenty percent chance, Roland had to risk his life.

Otherwise, he would not be willing.

Heaven has given him a chance, given him a great path that can eventually touch the truth, and he will not give up halfway.

Catherine saw that Roland hadn't spoken for a long time, and thought that he had acquiesced to her proposal.

Catherine knew that Roland would not get up early without profit. He had been helping her for so long, and she definitely had to give him benefits.

If the benefits she gave were not enough, he would definitely not be willing.

So Catherine said, "I promised you before that after this matter, I would give you a territory. In a while, the matters of the White Queen and Alexandra will be almost settled. At that time, I will allocate a territory to you in the family.

If you are willing to stay, you can be my retainer. Although you may be stuck at a high-level apprentice and unable to enter the real wizarding world, under my banner, you can live out your old age peacefully."

Catherine's gaze was a bit complicated. Wizards and mortals are two different kinds of people. She is destined to be a long-lived species, and Roland's life is only a hundred years in a hurry.

Between herself and him, there will only be such a short story.

After that, she will step towards eternity, and looking back, Roland will have turned into a handful of yellow earth.

It's better to part ways sooner.

She and Roland are not on the same level.

After a pause, she said again, "Of course, if you are unwilling to stay, I can ask for a favor in the Muggle kingdom to find a territory that has nothing to do with the Black Abyss, so that you can stay away from right and wrong and live in peace.

Well, if arranged like this, you can leave earlier. You don't have to worry about the Academy Cup."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course, although I will send you away, the relationship between us cannot end so early, it may take ten or eight years. This will affect your marriage and childbearing, but I will make other compensations."

Roland waited for Catherine to finish speaking to herself, and then said: "Catherine, don't rush to arrange the territory, let's talk about it when I come back from the forbidden area."

Catherine was slightly stunned, and then raised her eyebrows in anger, and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? There are enough things to advance, why do you still want to go?"

After a pause, she suddenly thought that Roland was going for her sake, so she frowned and said: "I said, the scandal and the matter with the White Queen have nothing to do with you. The Skin Thief Town is a matter of some weight, and I will find a way to deal with the matter of you giving up the agreement and leaving the family."

Roland originally wanted to go to the forbidden area mainly to advance. But since the conversation has come to this point, he plans to open up the conversation.

Roland raised his head and straightened his body. Under the sun stone of the dome, his shadow covered the 'small' woman on the table like a giant.

"Catherine, you can't handle it. All along, you have had too many fantasies about the White Queen, and your plan is too naive. It's not two hundred years ago—even if you tell her who you are, she won't give you the respect you deserve!

You don't have the strength to make her respect you!

She will not respect your choice!

But you are right about one thing, only I can handle this matter."

He looked down at the woman in front of him and said: "I will go to the forbidden area and kill all the 'excellent unmarried' new generation. So that the White Queen has no more thoughts, and no more opportunities—you are my woman!"

With a bang, a thunderbolt exploded in the female boss's brain.

She stared blankly at the man who had taken her as his own, and asked in disbelief: "You, what did you say?"

"Don't worry about what I said, take care of your own affairs. I will go to the forbidden area and take away my things."

Roland said these words ambiguously, and with a flick of his sleeves, he left the flower garden.

Catherine's body shook slightly, and she understood. Roland was going to the forbidden area to take away his things, and she was one of those things.

The man's private property.

She slapped the table to pieces, her face was red and white, full of anger. Her heart was in a mess, not knowing what she was thinking.

All along, your plans have been too soft, and you have had too many fantasies about your mentor. It's not two hundred years ago—even if you tell her who you are, she won't give you the respect you deserve.

Roland casually threw some sundries on his body into the storage room, and then went to the academy. He submitted the commendation letter and exchanged it for 50 credits. Then he submitted the report.

The school worker in charge of the task announcement looked at the report and his expression was very wonderful. He said that this was no longer an ordinary investigation task. Moreover, what Roland completed was not an investigation work, but a handling of abnormalities.

This task should be upgraded, and the school should also have other reward arrangements, but it is estimated that it will take some procedures. So Roland needs to wait for a while. Only these 50 credits can be given at present.

Adding the forest patrol credits, Roland had more than sixty credits in his hand. According to the 'Shadow Roar' formula, he exchanged all of them for potions. Then he spent a lot of magic stones to let some people who were exchanging things use their credits to exchange some for himself.

The potions he exchanged were all ordinary potions. But because they were relatively rare, the price was expensive. Roland spent a full three hundred magic stones to get others to help him exchange the remaining potions.

During the trip to the Town of Human Skin, he picked up over two thousand magic stones, even just the small change. The White Fang apprentice's storage bag also contained many other things.

So he was now rich and generous, not caring about these three hundred or so magic stones.

After exchanging them, the magic herbs in the recipe were seventy to eighty percent complete. There were still some magic herbs in the flower garden at home that could be used. Adding them together, it should be eighty to ninety percent.

The remaining magic herbs were more difficult to find, but they were all available in the trial's forbidden area.

After leaving the mission posting area, Roland went to the cafeteria to eat a meal and learned that Her Highness Princess White Chess had moved into a certain tower and would be moving over in the near future.

The White Queen seemed to suspect something and assigned Catherine a lot of court ladies to keep a close watch on her, preventing certain mudbloods from meeting with her goddaughter in private.

After hearing this, the anger value in Roland's heart soared.

'She's moving away in the next few days?'

Roland inexplicably felt a little angry.

He was still angry with Catherine, and the two of them were in a cold war after the argument. But he didn't want this cold war to continue.

Tonight, he wanted to have a hot war.

He went to a lecture and then spent the evening in the library, searching for some literature on cultivating ghosts. Among them, there were some records about the ghost workers of the Black Abyss Academy, which made Roland's eyes light up slightly.

In the past, the academy not only had ghost workers but also ghost professors. They all knew some magic.

However, because they were all pure evil spirits, vengeful spirits, and even banshees, incidents such as evil spirits hurting people and evil spirits possessing people often occurred, so there were no longer these employees in the new Black Abyss Academy.

Roland suspected that most of them were now hanging out with Lilith.

"That's right, I haven't given her the magic spell yet."

Roland took out a piece of parchment and wrote the magic spell on it.

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: Do you know how to make ghost servants use magic? Can you help me ask the ghost workers?

A moment later, a line of text appeared on the parchment: 300 magic stones (crossed out) 500 magic stones!

The corners of Roland's mouth twitched slightly.

Speaking of which, the two of them went to the dungeon together, but Lilith didn't pick up a single piece of equipment and left. As a result, all the magic stones and the like went to Roland.

This demon had to take care of a large number of mysterious creatures and was desperately poor.

After thinking for a moment, Roland looked at the library. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and recently, as soon as it got dark, there were fewer people in the academy.

There were basically no people in the library.

He put 5 medium-grade magic stones in a small bag and hid them in a hidden corner of the bookshelf.

Then he left a message and left the library.

A dozen minutes later, a sneaky female apprentice walked into the library, looking like someone from the student council.

She came to the bookshelf and counted it several times, then came to a bookshelf, but couldn't find anything after searching for a long time.

She took out a piece of parchment in frustration and wrote something on it.

Almost instantly, there was a response: Idiot! Can't even count right? It's on the bookshelf behind you!

The female apprentice's face turned slightly red, and she went to the bookshelf behind her and found a small bag.

Seeing the 5 medium-grade magic stones inside, her eyes lit up.

Just then, a large hand patted her on the shoulder.

The female apprentice was startled and turned around to see a hateful smiling face.

It was Roland.

"Miss Angel?" Roland said with a strange expression: "Is this your only identity?"

"Of course not this name, you idiot!"

Lilith slapped Roland's hand away and cautiously looked around: "Spit it out, we've only met once in the Magic Chess Club, we're not that familiar!"

Roland opened his mouth slightly, very surprised. He didn't expect that this guy was actually using the identity of an apprentice to wander around the academy.

"This beautiful lady, may I ask your name? Can you tell me who this person is who met you in the library and took the initiative to strike up a conversation?" Roland bowed slightly.

Lilith hesitated for a moment and said: "Angel."

Roland: "."

Lilith said impatiently: "Can't there be the same name! Why are you looking at me like that, there are many people with this name! In our tower, there are two... no, another one came recently, so there are three!"

She said proudly, counting three fingers: "So the one who died last time was another Angel."

Roland was speechless at Miss Lilith's stupid words.

However, although she was a fool, she used several of her signature tricks with great skill.

Stealth, disguise, charm.

Moreover, her charm was on the mysterious side. No matter how outrageous the words she said, people would think it was reasonable. Even if her human form was very similar to the demon form, everyone would ignore it.

She wandered around the academy all day, but even a powerful formal wizard like Ying Tao didn't know that Lilith was Angel.

However, in the academy, there were still powerful wizards who could see through her identity, such as those senior old Black Abyss members.

Moreover, although she often changed her identity and appearance, her personality and habits could be recognized by those who were very familiar with her.

However, those few big shots who recognized her and were not affected by the mysterious power were all secretly covering for her.

Roland asked: "Are you short of money recently?"

Lilith: "None of your business."

Roland pulled her to the seat: "Okay, Senior Lilith, we've already met. I'm a junior who admires you and wants to do some business with you."

Lilith immediately pulled her hand away from Roland and looked at Roland with the eyes of looking at garbage: "Stay away from me, you dirty bastard, you have ulterior motives just because people are succubi. I don't do that kind of service!

Although I'm short of money, I won't touch your disgusting thing with my feet! And I won't whip you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Suddenly, Roland understood and shook his head speechlessly. He said seriously: "Your stealth magic is very powerful, I want to learn it."

Only then did Lilith realize that this guy was having such an idea.

With that, Roland put out five more medium-grade magic stones on the table.

Lilith opened her mouth wide, then greedily gestured a ten: "One thousand magic stones."

Roland rolled his eyes: "Do you think I'm a bank?"

He did want to indirectly subsidize Lilith and planned to trade for some magic that was not available in the academy.

And in addition to magic stones, he also had some low-grade curios that could be sold.

But he planned to pay back Wallace's money. Recently, Wallace and Senior Sister were not very well-off. That one thousand magic stones could give Wallace some cash and would be enough for Senior Sister to use for a while.

Although Senior Sister had magic herbs, there were too many eyes staring at her, and she didn't dare to sell them. Once the magic herbs flowed out of Wallace's hands, people would suspect that the Holy Grail was still in her hands.

Among the three, only Roland was often well-off.

Lilith muttered: "Damn merchants, they don't carry cash these days."

Roland asked: "What did you say?"

Lilith looked at Roland, a flash of hungry light flashed in her eyes, she slowly leaned over and said: "If you don't have money, you can... Your magic power is very special, and your vitality is very strong. 500ml, worth 500 magic stones."

Roland sat up straight and moved away from this guy. He cursed in his heart: 'I treat you as a friend, but you're having this idea about me? And 500ml, you want my life, right? Are you human?'