I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

"What's with that expression? You're so strong, 500ml of blood won't kill you," Lilith said, looking annoyed. She glanced at Roland's neck and couldn't help but lick her lips.

Roland realized he had misunderstood and felt slightly embarrassed.

Lilith hummed and enticed, "This is my specialty. In the entire Black Abyss School, no one except the Ballet Ghost can catch me in hide-and-seek. If I didn't want to try a new flavor, I wouldn't have traded with you."

Roland thought Lilith was bragging, but the bragging probably wasn't too much.

Although he felt the price was outrageously expensive, even 500 magic stones was a price he gave out of friendship, Lilith's trick was indeed good.

This guy has been wandering around the academy for so many years, even if she gets caught occasionally, she can still run away.

He had never really understood stealth. But Lilith is a master of concealment/stealth. If he learns her tricks, combined with the Nightshade family's stealth and Ghost Mist—

Not to mention lurking and hiding, it would be difficult for others to lock onto him mentally—combined with footwork and the silver pocket watch, evasion would be maxed out!

Roland pushed five middle-grade magic stones to Lilith and said, "I can't give you so much blood at once. After I've eaten my fill these few days, I'll gradually draw it out for you. These 500 magic stones will be considered half the payment, and you can give me half of the magic book to copy first."

Lilith put away the money and rummaged through her little package, saying, "I'll say it first, I can give you half of the stuff first, but don't regret it after reading it. The deal has been made, it's not my business whether you can learn it or not."

As she spoke, she took out a pile of sundries and threw them on the table, including two thick books.

"This is half the stuff?" Roland widened his eyes. He thought it was just one magic trick, but it seemed like a systematic cultivation method.

After flipping through it, Roland found that there was a lot about the mystical side in the content!

He flipped through the book in shock, and found that the name of the endorser was: Tasha.

This name was very familiar. Suddenly, Roland looked at an oil painting on the library wall.

That was a famous great wizard who came out of the Black Abyss. She was a very famous dean of a certain generation of the Black Abyss. She was a master of mysticism.

Speaking of which, Lilith is still one of her descendants.

Master Tasha was once the academy's containment master. The famous 'Medusa' was contained by her back then.

Now, many of her things have been lost with the great fire of that year. Only Lilith has her books.

No wonder Lilith would say 'whether you can learn it depends on yourself'. Master Tasha's magic is all on the mystical side. Not only is it very obscure and difficult to understand, but even if you understand it, you probably won't be able to use it.

Lilith is a natural demimystical creature, and also a demon, a natural magic master. So she can indeed learn it.

And Roland? The person who can learn the Art of Aleya is not a normal wizard either.

Tasha's magic is about to be lost, such precious things...

Roland asked, "500 magic stones + my blood? Are you sure that's the price?"

Lilith hugged her little purse nervously and said, "No returns!"

Roland nodded deeply. He originally wanted to subsidize Lilith, but ended up making a big bargain.

Seeing that Roland didn't speak, Lilith picked up her purse and disappeared on the spot. She left a last sentence: "About the ghost, I'll ask 'Madam Bresse' for you later."

At this time, Roland found that Lilith had left the original book to him. The pile of sundries thrown on the table was not taken away either. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's already past ten o'clock."

Roland put away the book, and tidied up the sundries, putting them in his dimensional bag, preparing to return them to Lilith next time.

Clang, clatter, a small bottle of perfume fell on the ground from the sundries and shattered.

"This scatterbrain... This perfume shouldn't be expensive, right?"

Roland tidied up the broken perfume bottle on the ground before leaving and threw it into the library's trash can.

Smelling it carefully, Roland found that it was just ordinary high-end perfume. But it got all over his body. He shook his clothes in the corridor for a long time, but couldn't get rid of the smell.

Roland felt a sense of foreboding.

Recently, there have been too many girls meeting with Roland. During the day, Catherine seemed to have seen Kayla hug and kiss him. If he goes back tonight with the scent of a woman...

"I have to take a bath first when I get back, otherwise it will affect my tidying up the female demon tonight."

He went to the public fireplace. On the way, he ran into two groups of watchmen. After seeing Roland, they nodded as a greeting.

Since the magic chess game, Roland has become famous throughout the school.

Of course, it's a bad reputation.

However, it made him popular among the watchmen.

What the watchmen care about is not his reputation, but everyone knows who the new ranger is.

A patrolling rating of 135!

Placed in history, it is also a good score record.

Moreover, after the arrival of the New Black Abyss era, the rangers are getting worse and worse!

The Black Forest has always been a headache for the watchmen. An excellent ranger can save them a lot of trouble.

Roland didn't know that, in the more than a week he had been away from the academy, he had been respected by the watchmen because of the ranger's affairs.

He was very surprised to find that the watchmen didn't give him a bad face.

Soon, Roland entered the public fireplace and returned to the big house in the Black Forest.

Catherine was sitting in the living room reading a book.

Catherine was originally going to the tower today, but the two had a fight during the day. If she left without saying a word, she was afraid that Roland would think too much. So she didn't leave.

She felt that she had to have a good chat with Roland. So she waited in the living room until after ten o'clock without sleeping, just waiting for Roland to come back.

Seeing Roland come out of the fireplace, she looked at Roland with gentle eyes.

All along, Catherine has been putting on the airs of a tutor in front of Roland. Usually, she has a poker face and is cold.

But today, she felt that the two of them had to talk.

Although Catherine didn't have experience in this kind of thing, as a mature woman, she felt that today they needed to sit together and have a calm chat.

So, she didn't wait for Roland to take the initiative to come and talk to her with a straight face, but looked at Roland gently, and opened her mouth to ask him to sit over.

But before she could speak, Roland smiled and said 'Good night' and went upstairs without looking back.

Catherine was stunned in place, inexplicably angry!

Is this person an idiot?

She waited for him so late, doesn't he understand what it means?

She was furious, she slammed the book in her hand on the table, and went back to her room to sleep.

"She shouldn't have smelled it, right?" Roland went to the storage room to get a new set of clothes, and then hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

After getting rid of the smell on his body, he went downstairs and saw that there was no one in the living room.

Looking at the time again, it was already past eleven o'clock.

He shook his head and went back to his room, wiping his hair.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he was slightly stunned.

His room smelled fragrant, and in the center of the large bedroom was a large feather bed.

The moonlight from outside the window sprinkled on the bed, and you could see the exquisite curves under the thin silk quilt.

It seems like I walked into the wrong room!

Roland slapped his forehead hard, he was already used to living here. When he suddenly changed rooms, he wasn't used to it. Moreover, he had only come back twice in such a long time, and he wasn't used to it.

But why didn't Senior Sister lock the door? When I just came in, the door was still half open.

Could it be... Roland looked at the exquisite curves under the thin silk quilt. His heart was pounding.

Senior Sister is also panicking right now, she forgot to lock the door.

A few minutes ago, Catherine's perspective

Lying on her cool silk quilt, Catherine looked at the woodland under the moonlight outside the window, her thoughts were in a mess.

She was still full of anger just now, but after lying down and blowing the wind, she calmed down again.

'This idiot... He just said good night and went upstairs...'

'I should have stopped him'

'The forbidden area matter, I can't let him go again.'

She inexplicably thought of Roland's tall figure during the day.

At that moment, that huge shadow seemed to enclose her whole person in that broad chest.

Catherine sighed deeply, and began to regret not stopping Roland when she was downstairs.

Of course, even if she called, Roland would definitely go upstairs.

The draft in the night was unexpectedly cool, and suddenly, Catherine found that the door seemed to have been blown open.

She seemed to have forgotten to lock the door.

No one would lock the bedroom door to sleep in the humid and hot weather.

Roland usually doesn't come back to live here, Catherine has been used to living here by herself. There is a barrier in the big house, and there are three guardian gods, Anna, Nall, and the Ballet Ghost. She usually sleeps peacefully.

So she didn't develop the habit of locking the door.

She just changed her clothes and went to bed to sulk.

The door here is not an anti-theft door, it is plugged with a wooden bolt. Today there is still wind outside the window, and the door was blown open.

She is wearing very cool clothes now, and wants to find Roland to chat. So she planned to get up to close the door and change clothes.

At this time, steady footsteps suddenly came from the corridor. She looked at her cool silk nightgown and hurriedly burrowed into the quilt.

The footsteps came in without stopping.

Catherine's heart stopped, he seemed to have walked into the wrong room!

At this moment, Catherine was extremely embarrassed, but knew that Roland would definitely walk out.

Sure enough, Roland began to move his feet towards the door.

But after only a couple of steps, the steady footsteps stopped again, as if questioning something.

Catherine widened her eyes, thinking, 'Wait, he doesn't think I deliberately didn't lock the door, then wore a sexy nightgown to let him see?'

'Idiot! Think about it, how is that possible!'

'Hurry up and leave!'

Roland's footsteps came over without hesitation. Catherine's heart pounded wildly, both nervous and furious.

This stinky man is getting bolder and bolder!

What does he take her for? A slut who can be touched anytime without considering her feelings?!

Catherine felt extremely humiliated. Many thoughts flashed through her mind, and she even planned to teach him a lesson to show her attitude—that she only regarded him as a junior apprentice.

That way, he could completely give up his thoughts about her and no longer participate in the Academy Cup.

But could there be other reasons for him to come in?

Catherine turned her head back with great doubt, only to see a punchable smiling face.

“Catherine, I know you're not asleep.” Roland sat on the bedside with a grin.

Lecher!

Catherine suppressed her anger, wishing she could slap him: “It's so late, what are you doing here? Get out!”

Roland put away his grinning expression and said very seriously: “I don’t want you to be angry about the forbidden area. We should really talk about it.”

Roland inherited Baron Holler's true teachings when it came to coaxing women.

Catherine was not actually that resistant to Roland entering her room. After all, they had done everything that night, basically trying everything.

That night was a breakthrough leap. The feeling between the two people was completely different.

So, no matter what Catherine said, she already regarded Roland as her man in her heart.

If Roland had started being handsy as soon as he came in today, Catherine would definitely have resisted a lot, because it would be disrespectful.

But now, Roland took a pretext—I'm here to coax you.

Although that grinning look was still very punchable, it was not as irritating.

Catherine felt that Roland was quite sincere. Although she didn't want to talk about anything half-naked with him, the anger in her heart was half gone.

“Roland, you’re simply crazy. The nature of this matter has changed. You can’t go. Even if you have to go in order to advance, you should go quietly and return quietly. How can you randomly kill people? This will cause trouble for yourself and bring big trouble.”

She added: “Besides, if the Twilight Wizards join, the trial will most likely end hastily, and the so-called ranking is no longer important. I don’t want you to go for something you shouldn’t.”

Speaking of this, Catherine sighed and looked at Roland: “Go downstairs first, I’ll change my clothes, and we’ll talk in detail.”

“No need.” Roland shook his head. He looked at Catherine seriously, and then showed a punchable smile again: “You look so beautiful, I like it, don’t change.”

Stinky rogue!

Anger flashed in Catherine's eyes, and she slapped Roland.

This slap was neither light nor heavy. After hitting his face, it was held in Roland's big hand.

He stroked the slender, delicate fingers on his face, and couldn't help but reveal a gentle look in his eyes: “I won’t see you tomorrow.”

Catherine’s heart softened. She pursed her lips and said, “Roland, I am not your private property.”

The gap in strength between Catherine and Roland is very large.

Catherine is a powerful and strong witch, and no apprentice can compare to her in terms of strength, status, or position.

But she said the words ‘I am not your private property.’ This is a line when the weak resist the strong.

But Catherine felt it was natural. In her heart, Roland was incomparably powerful.

Roland has protected her more than once. He has proven with his actions that this seemingly weak 'dwarf' has the shadow of a giant!

That shadow has long been deeply in Catherine's heart. In her heart, no one is taller than Roland.

So, in the future, if someone sees a formal wizard with an incomparably strong personality and terrifying strength nestled in the arms of a small apprentice and live-in son-in-law, they will definitely not understand, but in Catherine's heart, it is natural.

From the bottom of her heart, Catherine likes Roland's strength, but objectively speaking, she is a strong person. She cannot tolerate being treated as someone's private property.

Roland nodded deeply and said seriously: “Catherine, of course you are not private property. Because, as your nominal husband, as your man, my responsibility is to not let you become anyone’s private property.”

It was like a large stone thrown into a calm lake.

Catherine's heart at this moment created so many ripples.

It was she who treated him as a shield. It was she who pushed him into this matter.

Her heart was like the constantly churning sea, making many sounds.

‘You should blame me, Roland, why are you like this... It would be okay if you said you were going to the forbidden area for your own sake, why say such things!’

‘Shouldn’t we talk about transactions? Shouldn’t we talk about benefits?’

‘Why do you have to talk about feelings with me?’

‘I don’t want to talk about feelings with you, Roland!’

‘Because I like you!’

Suddenly, Catherine found herself already in Roland's broad embrace.

She struggled a few times, but those iron-like arms were unusually firm.

Finding that Roland didn't have any extra movements, Catherine stopped moving.

Well... Roland also said that he was just hugging her and wouldn't bully her...

When he said these words, his eyes were so sincere.

Just let him hug her.

Roland didn't talk about the forbidden area with Catherine anymore, but talked about Human Skin Town and Heywood.

After listening to Heywood's last words, Catherine, like Roland, felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

At this moment, her heart resonated with Roland's. She suddenly understood why Roland said these things.

He has his own career, his own beliefs and persistence.

His heart is like the sea, very broad. There is an island called Catherine on the sea, and there are many other things.

He went to the forbidden area not just for himself.

At this time, Catherine suddenly noticed that there was a warm big hand on her lower abdomen. He was very measured, just gently stroking Catherine's belly within a small range. Very warm, very warm.

The two didn't know when, but they had already snuggled together.

There was warm breath on her head, and Roland kissed her long hair.

However, he didn't have any extra movements. Catherine's eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Her mood is very irritable now, she is thinking about the forbidden area. Roland said that Catherine can pay close attention to the information.

If things are too complicated, he will not go. But if the Twilight Council is applying to join the trial, and only apprentices are going in, then he has no reason not to go.

Although the Twilight Wizard apprentices are going to explore the mystery, he is just going to collect magic medicine and measure the pollution level by the way.

Moreover, it is a good thing to have Twilight Wizard apprentices, because as long as you avoid them, you can avoid the mystery.

Now, no one among the apprentices can kill him instantly. If he encounters a strong enemy, he will not fight to the death, but run away directly.

After listening to Roland's analysis, Catherine felt a lot more at ease.

At this time, Catherine suddenly realized that Roland's hand was becoming more and more dishonest, and was changing from stroking her lower abdomen to stroking her chest!

Catherine slapped his hand away, giving him a suspicious look—what kind of trick are you up to coming in tonight?

Roland's warm big hand held Catherine's cold fingers. His eyes looked back at her with a burning gaze—of course it was to talk about things, and of course it was for you.

Before Catherine could say anything, Roland had already buried his head in her neck.

“Roland.” Catherine bit her lip, her beautiful eyes full of autumn water, her expression blurred: “This is the last time... Aha... I will definitely not allow you to be so presumptuous... Don’t, don’t kiss there...”

Roland didn't have time to speak.

An hour later, next door.

With a bang, a huge mountain bear was thrown on the ground by Nall, raising a cloud of dust.

He sat on the stump, picked up the crystal skinning knife, and started skinning.

While busy, he sighed secretly. Late at night, his sister insisted on being hungry and wanted to eat a midnight snack. He made bacon, but she refused and wanted freshly roasted meat.

Annoying.

Looking around, he found his sister sneakingly趴on the base of the wall, listening to the movement in the young lady's room.

Nall couldn't help but frown and said: “What are you doing again?”

Anna walked over with a suspicious face and said: “Brother, I have to go help.”

Nall: “Huh?”

Anna said with firm eyes: “The big bad guy is fighting with sister... They must be fighting!”

Nall was anxious: “How could they be fighting? Are you sure you didn’t hear wrong?”

Anna shouted: “Definitely not, Anna heard it! They are wrestling on the bed!

The bed is creaking, it's about to break. That bad guy seems to be panting like a bull. Sister is crying and shouting, it sounds so miserable!“

Nall: “? ? ? ”

Seeing Anna get up to help, Nall grabbed his stupid and crazy sister.

Anna was very unhappy, and she stood by the wall, sobbing.