I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

In the days that followed, Roland lived a very fulfilling life. He would often immerse himself in the library, and occasionally attend important classes with careful attention.

With Helena and the others' notes, he could skip some of the simpler courses, simply having them give him a general overview.

He was also constantly digesting the treasures he had brought back. The ghosts also began their training according to the methods provided by Lilith.

Lilith provided him with all the hidden books, and Roland didn't forget to pay the blood gold.

After learning that the tower where 'Lilith' was located was the same tower where Catherine resided, he would often visit the tower under the guise of visiting Senior Lilith.

However, the White Queen had assigned Catherine a lady-in-waiting, who kept a close watch.

Some time later, Wallace told Roland that the Academy Cup had been postponed until the end of the year. The Twilight Council had confirmed that they would be sending apprentices to participate.

The end of the year, that was almost half a year away. However, time passed quickly.

End of the year, somewhere in the Black Forest.

A few days ago, there was a heavy snowfall, but there was no snow at all around here. Moreover, it was as warm as spring.

A young wizard sat cross-legged beneath a beautiful tree, meditating.

Beside him were a 'Twilight Magic Handbook', a thick magic book, and a parchment filled with necromantic script.

The tree behind him was exceptionally beautiful, its branches like willow branches. The canopy seemed to have been struck by lightning and fire a few weeks ago, but it was growing quickly. Although not as lush as it was a few weeks ago, it was still verdant.

Within the canopy, there were some small treehouses made of fire element materials, and many little fairies were flying around those treehouses.

They collected the magic pollen from this area and brewed honey and flower wine on the tree. The surrounding area was filled with a refreshing fragrance that made people feel happy.

Perhaps because the trees were struck by lightning and fire every month, the elements on the little fairies' bodies began to lean towards lightning and fire.

Their little wings were red, and when they fluttered, they looked like dancing flames. When they played and frolicked, they would also flash sparks of electricity in their hands.

These fairies seemed to be the reason why this area was as warm as spring.

There were some ghostly shadows floating in the canopy, which seemed to be seven strange ghosts. They wandered around the branches, checking for any signs of flowering.

The soul power on these seven ghosts was unusually solid, and they were faintly showing signs of breaking through to Tier 3.

They were Roland's seven benevolent spirits. In this short half-year, he had used soul tears to forcibly elevate these seven Tier 0 ghosts to their current level.

The little fairies ate honey while curiously sizing them up.

Some mischievous little fellows teased them with small arcs of electricity or flames, but when those weak spells landed on their nun-like leather clothes, they were rendered ineffective.

Occasionally, when a mischievous little spell hit them in the face, a rune would flash on the ghosts' bodies, negating the spell.

These ghosts were very special, and were not afraid of lightning and fire magic. Their magic resistance seemed to be extremely high. Moreover, special runes were engraved on their bodies, which further increased their spell resistance.

Level 0 spells were completely ineffective against them, and Level 1 spells were also difficult to harm them.

After being harassed, the ghosts were not angry, but instead showed the little fairies a stiff smile.

The eyes of these ghosts were somewhat dull, but there was a hint of clarity. They seemed to possess some ability to think normally, and were able to do many things. These ghosts should be Tier 2 evil spirits or vengeful spirits.

Evil spirits and vengeful spirits would be driven by malice or resentment, but there was no malice or resentment in their eyes. Instead, they faintly exuded a trace of pure aura.

These seemed to be seven 'benevolent spirits' that were slowly evolving towards the direction of 'heroic spirits'.

They were accepted by this pure land.

Suddenly, a series of cracking sounds of branches breaking came from the forest in the distance. A moment later, a drooling giant hill giant, creaking and creaking as it stepped on the thick snow, entered the garden.

It sniffed in the air, and then its eyes lit up as it looked at the honey and wine in the canopy.

Looking at that big fool, the little fairies chirped unhappily. Recently, the big tree had not been growing pollen, and some gluttonous bad guys had always come to steal it.

Especially these hill giants, their skin was thick and their flesh was tough, and magic didn't hurt them much. It was always tiring to drive them away. They had to eat two more meals to make up for it.

The big fool hill giant wiped his saliva and walked towards the big tree. However, the little fairies did not fly over to fight it. Instead, they ate honey with puffed cheeks, chirping around the ghosts.

The seven ghosts turned their heads in unison, their eyes staring blankly at the hill giant, and slowly floated over.

They muttered some words, seemingly communicating with the hill giant with their powerful thoughts. The hill giant's brain, which was only the size of a walnut, actually understood the thoughts they conveyed, but it waved its arms at the surrounding ghosts as if to drive away flies. It didn't want to listen to their nagging.

Just then, the hill giant suddenly blinked and found that it was actually in a snow forest. It seemed to have inexplicably left the warm garden where the big tree was located just now and ran two miles away!

It scratched its bald head with a puzzled expression, and then walked back in annoyance. It also picked up a thick tree trunk from the snow on the road, dragging it like a big club.

Soon, it once again came to the warm open space.

It greedily looked at the dozen or so 'honeycombs' on the big tree, revealing a cruel smile. Then, it threw the huge club in its hand towards them.

The big club swooshed through the air in a parabola.

Just then, seven magic spells flew onto the big club, and then the big club was blocked halfway and slowly fell to the ground.

Seven ghosts holding magic wands slowly floated into the air. They looked at the hill giant angrily, and then their bodies flashed with lightning. Immediately afterwards, seven bolts of lightning flew from their hands!

In an instant, seven bolts of lightning struck the hill giant, turning its entire body into a giant light bulb.

Then, seven more electric lights lit up on the light bulb, jumping to a nearby tree! Some of the electric lights fell on the tree and then jumped back to the hill giant!

It was chain lightning! Although it only jumped 2-3 times, it was a Level 1 spell, and each spell only had 0-4 damage. However, the seven bolts of lightning combined were comparable to the full blow of a high-level apprentice!

The hill giant's skin was thick, its vitality was extremely tenacious, and it had a strong magic resistance. But this time, it was electrocuted until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Its body shook, and it spat out a mouthful of charred smoke, looking at the seven ghosts with terrified eyes - ghosts that knew magic. Could it be a ghost janitor from the Black Abyss?

Just then, it heard the seven ghosts chanting another series of spells, and then the hill giant's huge body was ignited with a whoosh.

The fat on its body crackled in the flames, causing it to scream in pain. It no longer had the intention of being gluttonous, and its mind was filled with the fear of death. It ran into the forest in terror, never daring to return.

What was strange was that the young wizard was sitting cross-legged under the big tree, meditating, but the hill giant never looked at him once. It was as if the wizard did not exist in its eyes.

The ghosts did not chase after it. Although the hill giant was difficult to deal with, it would not be a problem for them to kill it, but they did not seem to want to create unnecessary killings, and intentionally let it go.

After releasing two spells, the ghosts used some simple spells to restore the scorched flowers and plants. Then, they reached out and pointed to the big club tree trunk on the open space, sending the trash out of the forest.

The little fairies surrounded the ghosts with faces full of admiration, chirping and holding all kinds of delicious things, wanting to give them to eat.

How could ghosts eat anything?

But miraculously, they actually sucked up some of the 'little fairy wine'. After inhaling the smoke of the little fairy wine into their bodies, some of the magic power in their bodies was restored.

At this time, mist rose from the small bottle next to Roland, and then the surrounding area gradually became foggy.

In the mist, Roland, who was sitting cross-legged under the tree meditating, slowly opened his eyes. The seven-colored magic brilliance in his eyes flashed and disappeared. The magic power on his body was very solid.

The magic power in his whole body was slowly fluctuating, but there seemed to be an invisible wall that was suppressing the magic power, limiting the magic power to the realm of a mid-level apprentice.

Since the town of Human Skin, he had been coming to the Shepherd Tree almost every day to meditate during this period of time. He had already touched the bottleneck of the mid-level apprentice realm.

The fog around him was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't see clearly beyond five meters.

Roland put away the things around him. A few magic spells flew out of Roland's hand and landed in the mist.

Then, some magic array runes flashed on the mist. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scene slowly changed.

The ghost mist teleported Roland to a small stream in the outer forest of the Shepherd Tree.

The hill giant was kneeling in the stream drinking water, and the flames on its body seemed to have just been extinguished.

It seemed to sense Roland, looked back, and grinned.

It said naively, "Thank you for letting me go. I'm leaving. The goddess Heraka is calling me."

Roland's face was extremely strange.

How could the hill giant speak such fluent human language? And it even knew the goddess Heraka?

Suddenly, Roland rubbed his eyes, and his face stiffened slightly.

Where was the hill giant in front of him?

It was a skeleton!

It was not kneeling in the stream, but standing quietly beside the stream. On the skeleton, there was a human-skin red bride.

The remaining flesh and blood on the skeleton were slowly merging into her blood-colored wedding dress.

This skeleton was precisely that of the giant that had just fled. The Red Spirit had quietly followed it.

Roland sighed inwardly. It was unclear whether he was sighing because of the mountain troll, who had been given a chance to live by the Benevolent Spirits but met an unexpected tragic death, or because the Red Spirit wasn't as obedient as the Benevolent Spirits.

Miss Red Dress Bride had already reached the peak of Tier 3, and since the experience in Human-Skin Town, she had become increasingly bizarre.

Those she killed often looked very normal, just like they were alive!

They could talk, jump, laugh, and cry.

But once they encountered a person and suddenly realized they were dead, they would die.

The Red Dress Bride had now become a veritable little king under Roland's command.

Perhaps it was because of the layer of human skin she wore; even the Ballet Ghoul had to tap her three or four times before she could be completely turned into a wooden sculpture!

Roland was a bit helpless with these two little kings. He hadn't been feeding the Red Dress Bride anything lately.

But she would hunt for food herself.

The only fortunate thing was that the Heraka Goddess's scriptures were still useful, allowing Roland to still control her.

With a thought, Roland released a scarlet curse towards Roland. The curse instantly landed on Roland, and the magic robe on Roland's body lit up with several runes. Then, the curse mysteriously disappeared.

Looking again, a magic puppet had appeared behind Roland at some point. It was the Ballet Ghoul. She was surrounded by the scarlet curse from just now.

The curse danced with the Ballet Ghoul like a red butterfly. Then, the Ballet Ghoul seemed to be tired of playing and stood still, letting the curse fall on her.

The curse was like a clay ox entering the sea, not causing any effect on the Ballet Ghoul.

"It's done!"

Roland was overjoyed. He collected the Ballet Ghoul, Red Spirit, and others. Then, he took out the little silver pot and sucked up the surrounding mist.

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly pounced over from the forest.

Roland's pupils slightly contracted. He reached out and pointed at the giant shadow. Then, a huge piece of red leather flew out from his sleeve. The Bloodhide mysteriously disappeared, and then the giant shadow's body was out of control, standing in place.

Upon closer inspection, it was a beautiful elf lady, but her height was a bit too exaggerated, reaching over three meters tall.

She was wearing a snow-white, beautiful fleece winter outfit.

This was no wild man or ogre.

Her pure white and beautiful appearance was just like a snow elf from a fairy tale!

She clearly didn't seem to be bound by anything, but she seemed to be restrained.

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Anna sensed something was wrong and struggled frantically in place, but it was useless. She couldn't muster any strength in her body, as if the flesh on her body wasn't her own.

Seven or eight spells flew over in succession, and one of them took effect, and then Anna was hung upside down in mid-air.

Catherine was a very fashionable witch, and Miss Anna by her side was also dressed very fashionably.

That fleece winter outfit was very well modified by Catherine. She even considered the situation of Anna rolling in the snow, so it was pure white.

But even wearing thick fleece winter clothes and pants, Miss Anna's tight figure was still full of sexy tension.

With a swoosh, Roland pulled down Anna's pants.

Then, he picked up a rattan cane and gave her a fierce beating.

"I told you to provoke me! You ambushed me before leaving! I'll teach you a good lesson today!"

Anna cried out in anger, struggling fiercely in mid-air, but it was meaningless. Her buttocks were reddened by Roland's whipping.

In the past six months, the two had almost become enemies!

Anna didn't return to the tower with Catherine, but lived in the big house. She harassed Roland every day.

Roland filed a few small reports, and Catherine came back once. As a result, it would have been better not to file the small reports, because Anna became even angrier.

Her room door could be locked, but she took a big circle around the Black Forest and climbed outside the barrier of the big house to block Roland!

The two had fought a lot in these few months, and both had bottom lines. Anna didn't use magic, and Roland didn't use killing moves.

But the moves in Roland's hand were all killing moves, so he could only use tricks and swordsmanship to PK with her. And Anna was now in full bloom, her magic resistance was almost maxed out. Her movements were also MAX, and the wizard's hat couldn't catch her!

Even more shameless was that Anna didn't talk about martial ethics! Every time they met, it was definitely an ambush and sneak attack, and she never looked Roland in the eye. Therefore, Roland suffered a lot. He basically could only run.

Occasionally, Roland used the wizard's hat to trap her, and then beat Anna hard.

Now, the two could be considered to have fought a real fire.

The next day, this little vixen pressed Roland to the ground and rode on top of him. She laughed loudly, making Roland's internal organs burn.

She even used paralyzing blow darts!

Once, Roland was meditating under a tree when he felt an itch on his neck, and then he passed out.

When he opened his eyes, he was actually hung up. Fortunately, he had many tricks, otherwise he would have lost face.

These days, Roland had finally figured out a little bit of the Bloodhide's usage. He instantly subdued Anna!

Old and new grudges all surged up, plus he was leaving today and wasn't afraid of her revenge. So he did what Anna had always wanted to do but hadn't succeeded in—pulled down her pants and whipped her buttocks!

After a while, Roland was tired of hitting, and Anna was tired of crying.

Her face was full of tears. She was both ashamed and angry, her cheeks as red as apples. Her big, watery eyes were full of anger.

This feud could be considered completely settled.

"Ah, it seems like she's still not convinced."

Roland's eyes were also full of anger.

He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat her, planning to beat her into submission. But when he looked at the time on his pocket watch, he realized he had to leave.

His eyes were pitch black as he looked into Anna's eyes, but this guy tightly closed her eyes.

Roland cursed inwardly. This trick was actually not easy to dodge. As long as you saw his gaze, you would be sucked in.

But he and Anna were already completely familiar with each other. No matter how Anna sneaked and ambushed, Roland seemed to have a sixth sense, sensing something was wrong and taking precautions in advance. He had almost maxed out Roland's anti-stealth!

And as soon as the magic power on Roland's body fluctuated slightly, Anna could know what trick he was going to use.

Roland used a few 'Stupefy' spells in annoyance, but they were all immunized by Anna.

Looking at Anna's provocative gaze, Roland suddenly felt a headache.

A passage of Elvish came out of Miss Anna's mouth.

Roland understood—Little brat, my brother isn't here today. If you have the guts, let me go and see if I don't strip you naked, ride on you, and eat you!

Roland rubbed his face and said, "You win."

He put Anna's pants back on and carried her up with his shoulders and arms.

That huge body was actually carried up by Roland.

Fortunately, Roland was tall and burly. But even with his height, Anna's dangling head reached his calf when he was carrying her.

He walked towards a certain direction in the Shepherd Tree area. There was a huge tree there, and the tree hole was the 'back door' of the Black Forest House, which was also Anna's room.

It was five kilometers away from here.

As a result, after only a few steps, Roland felt that he was a bit overconfident.

He had carried a brown bear a few days ago, but it wasn't this heavy!

He felt that Anna was ten times heavier than him!

Roland's bones were very dense, and his body was very strong, but also very well-proportioned. He was the type who looked thin when dressed, but had muscles when undressed. But his weight exceeded one hundred kilograms.

Anna's situation was the same—she was definitely a ton now!

He hurriedly added a bunch of magic spells to Anna, wanting to reduce her weight, but the spells were ineffective on the Bloodhide.

He just happened to add a bunch of magic spells to himself, and then mixed a bottle of magic potion.

After walking the last kilometer, Roland started panting.

"Anna, you must be a ton now, right? You should lose weight!"

Anna didn't say a word. Roland looked down at Anna's face in confusion and found that her face was flushed, and her eyes were dodging. The whole person was weird.

Soon, Roland entered the huge tree hole, then opened the door with a magic spell and threw Anna onto the carpet in the living room.

From then on, Roland brought Anna back to his territory.

Anna's face became more and more flushed.

Roland didn't know, he had gotten into trouble.

Ancient elves are different from high elves. The laws between tribes are very primitive.

Although very few people do that now, some ancient rituals still exist.

Now, he had inadvertently completed such a ritual—he defeated Anna, and then carried her home. If Anna didn't refuse, the ritual would be considered witnessed by the gods.

Roland wiped the snow off Anna's pants and wiped her face with a towel. Lest Catherine come back, or Brother Nal come back and find out that he bullied her.

As a result, Anna suddenly bit Roland's wrist, leaving a tooth mark on his wrist.

Roland was stunned. He thought Anna was going to bite off his hand, but she left a deep tooth mark.

There was a little bleeding.

Anna raised her proud head, her face becoming more and more rosy, but the provocative meaning in her eyes was even stronger.

—Roland was in big trouble.

'What the hell is going on? Why is this guy so weird today?'

Roland didn't have time to pay attention to her. He came to the fireplace, lit the fire, and then looked back at Anna.

Anna's face was flushed, she turned her head away, avoiding Roland's gaze.

Roland's face was strange. He was going to be late, and he didn't have time to play with her today.

Roland reached out and summoned a huge roll of red leather. Then, he drilled into the fireplace.

When Ying Tao saw Roland, she reprimanded him with a displeased expression, but fortunately, Roland managed to catch up with the group just in time for the assembly.

Afterward, he followed the team all the way to the forbidden area.

The Land of Ending, it should be more interesting than the Human-Skin Town.

The main content isn't the normal trials, PK, murder, treasure snatching, magic potions, or anything like that.

There will be opponents among the wizards, but the main content is madness and 'ascension'.