I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

（5k Large Chapter）

No one expected that an auction would be held at the opera house tonight!

According to the attendants and the apprentices of the White Fang Society, they weren't clear on the details, only knowing that it was a temporary arrangement made by the mentor, and they were not allowed to discuss it with outsiders.

The White Fang Society does occasionally hold some temporary auctions.

These auctions are more private. Those who participate in the auction are often important major clients. These clients may not be formal wizards with high strength, but they must be agents sent by a certain force.

Mostly apprentices, even Muggles.

The items auctioned are often not strange objects, but some special items.

Such as certain contracts, channels, land deeds, shares, intelligence, and so on.

"It seems that last week's auction was just a facade."

Keira stood at the back door, secretly watching the guests inside, as well as the apprentices in charge of the matter, feeling a mix of emotions: "The mentor didn't even tell me, but arranged the responsible matters to those Bertrand guys. Alas, the mentor is becoming more and more dissatisfied with me."

The surrounding White Fang apprentices whispered, "Lady Keira, what should we do now?"

Keira hesitated and said, "Angel, are you sure that Twilight Wizard is in the venue?"

Angel vowed, "Confirmed, he's right here."

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly.

With so many important agents here today, if that Twilight Wizard drives them all crazy, the White Fang Society can forget about doing business in the future.

This is an excellent opportunity to make a contribution!

A low-level apprentice said, "Lady Keira, should we notify the mentor? Or should we ask someone to call out 'Bertrand' and the others in charge of the venue to discuss it quietly?"

Keira waved her hand and said, "No, we are not sure about this matter. If everyone makes a big fuss and fails to catch anyone, it will be a small matter for us to become a laughing stock. If we delay this transaction, the matter will be serious."

Angel interjected, "Let me say something unpleasant, what if that Twilight Apprentice is from your White Fang Society... Hehe."

Everyone's hearts tightened.

Keira pondered for a moment, looked at the attendant guarding the door, and said, "Is there an auction list?"

After a few seconds, Keira frowned and said, "Why isn't there one?"

Then, she patted her forehead and said, "Sorry, John, I forgot... Yes, yes, private auctions indeed don't have any lists."

After communicating for a while, Keira kindly discussed with the attendant, "...John, the mentor specifically sent us to investigate this matter today. That person is mixed in here, and he must be trying to disrupt this transaction."

"John! We must go in! If the people in the venue are suddenly driven crazy by that guy, the consequences will be disastrous."

"We don't have time to notify the mentor, John."

"We promise, we promise to go in quietly, and if we don't find anything, we will come out quietly. We won't mess things up and won't cause you trouble."

Keira begged the attendant at the door for a long time, and Roland watched coldly from the side.

Keira was talking to herself from beginning to end.

The attendant standing in front of her was a square human skin hanging on a frame.

It was tattered and covered with maggots.

Roland didn't know who Keira and the others were talking to, but the human skin didn't respond at all.

It just hung there on the frame with empty eyes, long since dried up.

Roland looked at Angel: "Is this John very strong?"

Angel looked at the human skin and glanced at Roland: "Can't you even see that? He's about to advance to a high-level apprentice. Don't underestimate this attendant, Dahl only has a few high-level apprentices in total. Besides, John is his son."

Roland nodded deeply.

Angel chuckled softly, "Keira, Dahl, and Little John are all in a relationship."

After speaking, Angel quickly stood up straight and made way for an 'air' passing by in the corridor.

Roland didn't say a word.

It's like this again.

It's like this again!

Am I the one who's crazy, or are you guys crazy?!

With a creak, the back door of the venue slowly opened, and everyone gasped when they saw the scene inside.

It could be described as packed to the rafters, a sea of people.

Upstairs and downstairs, even the corridors were crowded with people.

In this magnificent opera house, there were thousands of people!

"Don't talk nonsense, find a place yourself." Keira gave everyone a look, and she and Angel led everyone into the venue one after another.

They carefully avoided one person after another.

The apprentices showed their abilities and mingled with the crowd. Some people seemed to have found familiar major clients, communicated with a smile, and asked the people next to them to make way for them to sit beside the clients.

Roland stood at the back door, his face ashen.

Where was the grand venue, where was the opera house!

The dilapidated walls, the leaky dome, the ground full of needles and threads... Looking around, it was bloody!

Human skin!

It's all human skin!

Inside the hall, rows of wooden racks were filled, and the racks were covered with empty leather.

Their orifices were empty, like pieces of cloth soaked in magic potions and dried indoors.

Wind and rain blew into the hall from the breaches in the wall. In the eerie and quiet hall, the human skins danced in the wind, making a rustling sound!

Keira and the others quickly stood up and applauded along with the sound of the human skin.

The applause of these ten or so people, echoing in this quiet yet noisy hall, was so ear-piercing!

Roland remained calm, slowly took a few steps back, and retreated into the corridor. At this moment, he suddenly felt something and blocked his left face with his hand.

Finally, an invisible figure gradually appeared in front of Roland. The figure seemed surprised that Roland had discovered him.

This person was Angel.

Roland looked at the lip print on the palm of his hand, and then looked at the sluggish Miss Angel in front of him, his face was very wonderful. He asked, "What are you doing?"

Angel looked at Roland's clear eyes, her expression was very strange, she thought to herself: 'I even used a kiss this time, why hasn't 'Soul Confusion' taken effect? Is it because I only kissed the palm of his hand?'

She wiped the corner of her mouth, very unhappy, hugged her arms and said, "Stop talking nonsense, brat, you don't want to leave, do you? Don't you want your skin?"

Roland's face changed slightly and said, "You saw it too?"

"Tch!"

Angel pouted and said, "Who knows what kind of crazy things you saw. But..."

She looked solemnly at the human skin fluttering in the hall inside the door, and said, "The people here are a bit wrong, I'm afraid they are not living people. It might really be human skin."

Roland said, "Miss Angel, if you are here to find treasure, then I will not accompany you. My task is to investigate, and my task has been completed."

Angel frowned and said, "Are you really from the Black Abyss, why are you so timid? Don't you want your skin?"

Roland was silent. He only knew that the probability of surviving this way was greater.

Angel became a little anxious: "Are you taking my previous words as lies? The Bloodfang Town incident was caused by the Twilight Apprentice. He is indeed about to advance to a wizard, but with so many of us joining forces, are we still afraid of not being able to handle it?"

Roland said, "What exactly are you here to do?"

Angel looked at the hall and said, "I said, I am a special investigator from the Black Abyss, and I must take back the mystery here! This thing is a hot potato for Dahl. He can't wait for me to help him take it away. So there won't be any follow-up troubles."

She looked at Roland again and said, "A Twilight Wizard who can't even break through the bottleneck is nothing. The 'secret treasure' in his hand is just a failed product, and I am confident that I can handle it. The people of the Araye family all have a dog's eye that can see things that people can't see. You stay and help, and Keira and I will lead that group of cannon fodder to kill that wizard without any problems."

"After it's over, I'll take what I want, and you take what you want... I feel like someone is going to take the stage! Think it over, I won't stop you if you want to leave, but if you run away from the mountain, Dahl will catch you. In the end, wouldn't he still force you to come back?"

"If I fail this time, you will have to come with a group of idiots next time!"

"By then, that Twilight Wizard is probably already integrated with the mystery, and he might even be eaten by him. Without me, can you still survive and handle this matter? Hmph!"

Saying that, Angel grabbed Roland's arm and entered the door without explanation.

Roland cursed Dahl in his heart, no longer hesitated, and entered the door with Angel.

The human skin door was slowly sewn up.

Those apprentices thought that guests had made way for them, but in reality, they were sitting in the human skins on those wooden racks.

Those human skins were gradually merging into their bodies, making Roland's scalp tingle.

Keira was squatting on the aisle, talking softly to a human skin. After seeing the two enter the door, she led a few apprentices who had not been seated and walked over with their heads down.

"It's all full. Angel, it's so strange, those in the seats are all people from Dahl Town. I thought they were customers who had taken a transformation potion and turned into our people. But that's not the case... Why would the local residents of Dahl Town come to participate in the auction?"

Angel whispered, "There are many strange things. Don't publicize it yet, it wants to play a game with us, we have to play with it... I feel like we have to find a seat to sit, but I also feel like those seats have problems."

Angel was very unreliable, but on many things, she and Roland thought alike.

Roland now also had a strong premonition.

He had to find a seat, or there would be big trouble.

But if he found a seat, he would definitely encounter big trouble.

At this moment, the Aleya Grimoire on Roland's wide belt moved. He opened it and his eyes went dark.

【You have come to a fork in the road of fate, and you see two paths.】

【They lead to Hell and the Abyss respectively.】

【You decide】

【A. Choose to sit down and become a bidder.】

【Completion Reward:】

“Hahaha! I got it, I got it!” * 1;

Become one with the Skin of the Gods * 1;

Certain ability comprehension value + 100%】

【B. Stand in the aisle and do not participate in the auction.】

【Completion Reward:】

“What butterflies? I am fertilizer! I am skin oil! Hahahaha!” * 1;

Rot into a lump * 1;

Realm comprehension + 30%】

Roland's mind roared, and a chill ran through his body.

He could absorb power and improve himself by touching things in the lower world.

In the Yellow Bracken Forest ruins, after he came into contact with the remnants of the evil god, his strength improved a lot, but not as much as this time!

Roland looked up at the human skin hall, recalling the 'soft' buildings he had seen in the town. He suddenly understood that the entire town was a piece of skin, the skin of a god!

The Twilight Wizards had peeled off a piece of the skin of a god and were conducting various experiments and research. The experimental product was stolen by a certain apprentice who participated in the experiment, and the town on the top of the mountain was this piece of skin!

Mad, using the skin of a god to conduct experiments! They were simply a bunch of lunatics!

The Black Abyss Wizards tried to collect the remnants of the evil gods of the Abyss and take them back for research.

The Twilight Wizards simply peeled off a piece of skin to make tools.

No wonder these two groups of wizards were once birds of a feather. They were the most insane group of wizards!

At this moment, Roland heard Keira and Angel say, "I just communicated with some people I know, let's go over there."

Roland hurriedly pulled these two idiots back, "Don't go, don't sit on the skin!"

Keira had been unhappy with Roland for a long time. He had driven a group of people crazy in the bathhouse before, and he had driven himself crazy.

The instructor had a brain cramp and asked him to lead the team, but this guy went crazy all the way.

Now, he was going to go crazy again!

Keira highly suspected that the person who drove the entire venue crazy today was not necessarily a Twilight Wizard.

It might be this kid!

Angel squeezed Keira's hand, signaling her to be calm. Angel said to Roland, "It's urging us. Where do you think we should sit?"

Roland looked at the seats representing Hell, and then looked at the aisle representing the Abyss. After thinking for a moment, he made a very sinister choice.

He took out the Book of the Dead and chose the River Styx.

When Keira saw this book, she was shocked. Roland noticed the change in her expression, but he couldn't care less about it now.

There were a total of ten people on Roland's side who hadn't taken their seats. He silently recited the incantation and summoned ten good spirits and evil spirits, possessing them on the ten pieces of human skin.

Immediately, the ten pieces of human skin swelled up and turned into ten people hanging on wooden frames.

The ten people turned their heads at the same time and looked at Roland with hollow eyes.

Roland said, "Sit on them and participate in the auction. If there are any problems with these seats later, they can buy us some time."

Angel's expression was very strange, "Wait, are you saying, let us sit on the laps of the bidders? Doesn't that seem too conspicuous?"

Roland said unhappily, "We living people are already conspicuous enough now!"

He dragged Angel over without explanation.

At this time, Keira and the others were dumbfounded.

In their perspective, this student of necromancy had summoned ten ghosts and possessed them on ten bidders.

Then, he even asked everyone to sit on their laps.

What made them even more unacceptable was that Angel was actually going crazy with this lunatic, and even beckoned everyone to sit over quickly.

And she herself, because of Angel's casual words, followed them and sat over like a puppet.

After the bidders hugged Keira and the others in their arms, Keira came back to her senses. She grabbed her hair and said, "What's wrong with me today? I must be crazy."

After the last person took their seat, a very bloated fat man slowly wriggled from behind the scenes to the front desk.

This fat man was three or four meters wide, and his flesh hung down in clumps.

Looking at this fat man, Roland's pupils shrank slightly.

The magic power on his body was very strong, stronger than all of them combined.

His aura seemed to have reached the realm of a wizard, but his magic power was very unstable.

This wizard should have failed to advance and had gone mad. Although his magic power barely reached the minimum level of a wizard, he did not have the realm of a wizard.

His mental power was also very strange, very huge, but very unstable. It was like a great evil spirit that had forcibly eaten a lot of evil spirits. Although it had become bigger, it was a stitched monster that had been forcibly kneaded together, very unstable.

The facial features on his face had been squeezed into the flesh, and he couldn't see his eyes at all. He couldn't speak either. But his spirit was echoing throughout the hall.

For a time, the hall was extremely noisy.

"Welcome everyone to the Bloodfang Auction!"

After he came to the stage, he made an opening speech for the auction. The lines were rigid, but the voice was very sharp. His opening remarks seemed very strange and funny in the scene of the human skin hall.

Now, Roland and the others had come to cause trouble, and the audience was full of human skin. They could see Roland and the others at a glance.

But this Twilight Wizard was making an opening speech here, and he had deliberately given them time to take their seats before.

He definitely had serious mental problems.

The people from the White Fang Society were shocked after hearing the opening remarks.

Keira whispered, "How could the instructor lead more than thirty people to do the opening remarks for the auction house?"

Angel frowned and said, "He's a psychopath. How could he be involved with Roland? Is this a circus performance?"

Keira cried in a low voice, "It's over, it's over! So many people today, the White Fang Society is going to be famous again, and it's going to be on the news again tomorrow!"

Roland: “…”

Twilight Wizard: ". Because today's goods are very special, please do not have any unsold items. Otherwise, they will be destroyed on the spot and treated as fertilizer. Finally, thank you again for participating in today's auction. Now, please welcome our auctioneer, Mr. Haywood from the Twilight Council!"

After speaking, the fat man Haywood turned around in place.

"Ah ha! I am the auctioneer, hee hee~~~ I am the auctioneer! ~"

He took out strange human skin scrolls from the huge folds of his skin: "The first auction item - Dahl Town Land!"

Everyone's pupils shook violently.

Mr. Haywood then said, "Eighteen pieces of human skin are included~~"

Roland's face changed. The number of people without skin added up to exactly eighteen.