I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Magic potion books say that fire tendril roots are like yams. But the 'sugarcane' floating in front of Roland is much larger than a yam.

Chopping off a section about the size of his palm, Roland used a knife to peel the skin and cut it into four pieces. Each piece was the length of his palm and the thickness of two fingers, ready to be eaten.

However, the magic power and fire element contained in this stem piece were unusually strong, appearing as a raging fire from an elemental perspective. Ordinary people probably couldn't withstand it.

Looking at the rhizome in front of him, Roland couldn't help but show a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

"If I fail to advance, I'm afraid I'll be burned to ashes like a torch."

Roland stuffed a piece of the stem into his mouth, and chewing it gave him a sweet and greasy sensation.

It was unexpectedly delicious.

After eating it, Roland slowly frowned. He felt as if something was ignited in his stomach. Before long, this fiery power spread throughout his body.

His whole body was frighteningly hot, and Roland was sweating profusely and his mouth was dry. He endured the discomfort and tried to enter meditation, but he felt as if his whole body was on fire, making him palpitate.

Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling...

Strange noises kept coming from his body. Roland opened his eyes and found that his clothes, which had been soaked by the rain, were steaming as if they were being ironed.

"Crap!"

Roland rummaged through his storage bag, trying to find something to cool down, otherwise, not to mention meditation, he was afraid that he would be baked into a mummy in a while.

Soon, he took out the bottle of "Song of the Deep Sea" elemental advancement magic potion.

This was a water-attribute magic potion, and Roland originally planned to take it when the medicinal effect of the fire tendril root was absorbed and the breakthrough was hindered. But now he couldn't care so much.

When the Song of the Deep Sea fell into Roland's stomach, he felt as if he had swallowed a handful of shaved ice.

Its medicinal effect was like cool spring water, continuously flowing from Roland's stomach into his limbs.

Roland's whole body was still hot.

The fire tendril root was extremely yang, making Roland furious.

However, the clear coolness was continuous, making him very comfortable. Moreover, there were no signs of dehydration on his body.

It seemed that the Song of the Deep Sea was constantly replenishing the water element in his body, allowing the water element and the fire element to temporarily reach a state of balance.

'The medicinal effect of the Song of the Deep Sea is far inferior to the top-quality fire tendril root. Its duration is very limited. I have to hurry up.'

After tossing around for a while, Roland was already a little tired. When he closed his eyes and began to meditate, it was as comfortable as a thirsty person entering a dream.

In that Aleyah's meditation perspective, Roland felt that he had turned into a cloud of mist again.

A cloud of angry, burning mist. Rampaging everywhere, burning fiercely!

As the mist stirred, it emitted a series of ethereal melodies, a melody that gave people a cool feeling, as if it came from the sea.

This song from the deep sea prevented the mist from going berserk. It allowed Roland to clearly control the mist.

The fire mist continued to grow and was constantly compressed by the walls, launching an impact on the invisible walls around it.

In the constant impact, the seven colors on the wall continued to flicker. Adding the seven colors together made the wall indestructible.

But as time went on, the fiery red representing the fire element gradually replaced the other colors on the wall. And the wall began to burn and melt.

Roland felt that he was about to melt as well. The coolness in his body had disappeared, and he, like the wall, was burning and melting like lava!

Just when Roland couldn't bear it anymore, he had a flash of inspiration and separated a trace of his will. Then, a dancing puppet appeared in the fire mist!

Just like a snowman suddenly rushing into his arms, Roland shivered violently, feeling much more comfortable immediately.

He concentrated his mind and breath, and desperately impacted the wall. The wall slowly melted out a small hole, gradually becoming riddled with holes.

In another perspective...

Heavy rain poured down, and Roland and Leona's figures overlapped, sitting in a corner of the collapsed hut. The rain kept flying into Roland's vicinity in the wind, and then turned into water vapor and evaporated.

— Furnace.

— Like.

Magic power and fire elements from all directions were constantly涌动coming, eventually汇入merging into Roland's body.

Catherine's gaze left the crystal ball, and her fingers tapped on the table.

She didn't pay much attention to the ballet puppet. Or rather, she had already paid attention to it.

"Anna, stop fooling around and go help Nal clean up those things outside."

Anna pouted, secretly took the moss-covered bronze chalice from the table, and then turned into a mist,钻out of the window of the big house and went outside the barrier.

Catherine flipped her palm, and the bronze chalice covered with moss appeared in her palm again.

This is the Bracken Chalice!

The news clearly said that the Alexandra family had dedicated the chalice to the White Queen, but now the chalice had run back into her hands.

The magic power on her body at this time was also unlike that of a high-level apprentice, but rather a formal wizard.

Catherine took the chalice to the attic. After a long time, she went downstairs, and her realm had returned to a high-level apprentice again.

She went to the bathroom, kicked off her high heels, took off her black stockings, and took a hot bath.

Afterwards, she went to the master bedroom and sat in front of the dressing mirror to comb her long hair.

The master bedroom was originally Roland's bedroom, but now it had become a woman's boudoir. There were still some of Catherine's luggage that she hadn't taken out. And Roland's things were all moved to the second bedroom.

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Hopefully, Roland won't go into the wrong room when he comes back. It's easy to摸摸 around in the dark.

This is Roland's ranger mansion.

Looking at this appearance, the witch seems to plan to live here permanently.

When Roland opened his eyes, there was actually a flame burning in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and a ball of fire窜out of his mouth and nose.

After this ball of fire喷out, the flame in Roland's eyes gradually became smaller, eventually turning into a pure ray of fire in his eyes.

Frowning, Roland flipped through Aleyah's notes.

He suddenly had an epiphany when he was meditating just now. Following this feeling of enlightenment, he left a紋章mark in the spiritual world.

[Roland]

[Realm: Intermediate Wizard Apprentice (3.7%)]

[...]

Other abilities have not changed much, but a passive 'Flame紋章mark' has been added.

[Flame紋章mark: Fire Magic Effect +1, Fire Magic Penetration +1, Fire Resistance +2, Vitality Exceptionally旺盛 +2.]

Roland can deeply feel this 'Vitality Exceptionally旺盛'.

Roland's face was strange and he暗骂cursed twice.

The fire tendril root is full of陽energy and seems to have a very strong special effect, which is very bad for Roland, who is currently single and living alone.

"I have to find a way to calm my mind, otherwise it will affect my道heart too much."

Roland felt that he couldn't resist引引 at all now. He was afraid that he would be昏昏脑热dizzy for a while, and his small head would command his big head,干doing something stupid.