I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Chapter 159: This… Am I Destined to Be a Princess?

Roland ignored Amber. He drank a bottle of magic potion and ate a section of fire vine root. He picked up the serpent staff and released patches of death mist.

The death mist was a trick of the Twilight Wizards, mixed with various weakening curses. Even if a stone was stained with the death mist, it would become as brittle as sand.

The death mist drifted down into the shadows below, soon covering all the buildings.

Immediately afterward, he channeled a 'Twilight Magic' spell toward the dark, lightless village beneath his feet.

This magic consumed a lot of power, making it difficult to practice often. Originally, Roland had only raised it from level 0 to level 1 in the past six months. But after rolling around in the forbidden area, it became level 2.

However, compared to Heywood, he was still far behind.

Not to mention anything else, he couldn't even catch up in terms of chanting time. When Heywood used this move, the hall would begin to change with just the words 'Twilight is here'.

It took him two minutes of channeling for it to gradually take effect.

If he used it against an enemy, he would probably be killed countless times.

But in this situation, it was very suitable.

Moreover, although his channeling time was long, the damage was not low—if skill wasn't enough, equipment would make up for it. Roland now had a magic ring and a serpent staff, both of which could greatly enhance the magic's effect. Coupled with a Shadow Badge, the damage was definitely sufficient.

The 'black hole' was not completely without light. After the rustling sound began, the two could vaguely see a 'twilight' glow churning in the darkness.

Amber had always had a very wild wizard idea—that viruses could be spread through light.

So she firmly believed that patients should not be exposed to light, or even touch fire. Otherwise, the virus would spread very far.

But she did not object to this light, as she seemed to believe that dim light would not transmit the plague.

"What kind of magic is this?" Amber asked with her mouth wide open. She could vaguely feel that this magic was very evil… But who cares! It seemed to be able to handle this deeply contaminated area! Solve the 'Crystal Princesses'!

Roland did not answer. With his magic power, even wielding such a powerful artifact as the serpent staff, 'Twilight Radiance' was a bit too draining for him.

'How terrifying is Heywood's magic power, exactly? I thought this was just an ordinary magic.'

Roland felt dizzy. His body swayed slightly, and he flew with Amber to the ground in the distance, then ate a section of fire vine root.

The mermaid fruit was very gentle, but in an emergency, it could no longer meet his magic recovery needs.

But the fire vine root was different. Eating a section of it provided a continuous stream of magic power, as if it had exploded. It was very suitable for Roland's current magic power.

Amber asked curiously, "Can eating potato strips restore magic power?"

Roland ignored her, seizing the time to restore his magic power. Then he left her with a 'stay here and don't wander around' and flew back over.

Roland made several trips back and forth, using many strange and unusual magics.

Only after exhausting all the magic power in his body several times did he return to the ground to sit in meditation.

Roland's mind was buzzing, and he was so tired that he was about to faint. But after entering meditation, the feeling of overdrafting his magic power rapidly recovered.

It was like a tired person going to a northeastern bathhouse for a full-service treatment. Then lying down in the lounge and having a comfortable nap.

After a long time, Roland opened his eyes. Looking up, the stars were already out in the sky.

'Did I enter deep meditation?'

Roland felt that his meditation effect was good, but it was different from the feeling of deep contact with the mysterious after meditation.

This made Roland's expression a little strange.

'Could it not be a mysterious event?'

Roland shook his head, a little unsure.

'In any case, this village must be cleaned up, otherwise, the consequences will be endless.'

For both public and private reasons, Roland had to do his best regarding the village's affairs. Publicly, he couldn't bear to see the suffering of living beings.

Privately, if the plague in this village were to spread, it wouldn't be long before Roland would see crystal people in the palace.

Turning his head, Roland saw Amber shivering beside him, gnawing on something. He didn't know what kind of dry food it was, but it was sour and vinegary.

Amber was about to freeze to death. But she didn't dare to light a fire. She also didn't dare to go far, for fear that Roland would be eaten by wild wolves.

She was overthinking it. Now, even a mountain bear would turn around and leave when it saw the terrifying magic power on Roland's body—that terrifying bipedal ape was clearly a tier 3 magical creature! And the most terrifying one, known as a 'Wizard'!

Roland reached out and gently stroked Amber. Immediately, the fire element in the air gathered around Amber, and she felt as if she was wearing a very warm and cozy blanket. Her whole body felt comfortable.

Amber said, "That village has become very strange now. I went to the vicinity before dark, but I didn't dare to go deep. I wasn't sure if the crystals had all disappeared."

Roland waved his hand to drive away a small firefly fluttering in front of him, looking at the village in the distance with a strange expression.

Taking out the compass and looking at the degree of contamination, Roland said, "It should be fine now. Let's go, let's go take a look."

He got up and took Amber to the vicinity of the village. After wandering around, both of their faces became extremely colorful.

What village was there?

This was a ruin that had weathered in nature for hundreds of years.

Broken stones were scattered among the lush vegetation, and strange plants emitted a fluorescent light at night. Beautiful little flying insects gathered in groups, collecting honey from the pistils of the plants.

In this strange small forest, there were a few things that looked like walls. But those were clearly beehives.

They were covered with sweet honey and crowded with busy little bees.

Amber asked with shining eyes, "What kind of natural magic is this?"

Roland's face was a little stiff. The plants here were all the kind of plants that grew in the Blackwood Shepherd's tree area.

Those little bees were not normal little bees either, but fire bees. This was a type of elemental creature, and if there was sufficient magic power, a small spirit would be born over time.

The degree of contamination here was 0.

In the center of the village, there were more than thirty small trees crowded together.

Roland carefully examined them and confirmed that they were not seedlings of the Shepherd's tree, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After looking at the other things, Roland thought to himself: 'The trip to the forbidden area has had a great impact on me. The strange super Shepherd's tree and the desert have both affected my magic power.'

The influence of the desert caused Roland to have a chance of creating honey and small bees in the mutation of shadow magic.

The influence of the super Shepherd's tree caused the cursed to be influenced by the power of the Shepherd's tree when entering the deterioration and mutation stage.

Just like Lilith. Roland, this wizard, belonged to the mysterious side.

The Aleya Handbook he cultivated was a cultivation method of the mysterious side. Whenever he came into deep contact with the mysterious, he would comprehend the mysterious in meditation and grow rapidly.

This kind of 'understanding' gave Roland's magic some strange characteristics.

If normal spellcasting, this feature may not be reflected. But if the cursed, in the mutation of shadow magic, underwent a mutation, the cursed target would be affected by Roland's mysterious characteristics and become strange things.

The two searched the village but found no crystals. Near those small trees, Amber found a large pile of strange deadwood. It looked like a small mound, with a human face and a horse face on it.

These were the 5 knights and everyone's horses. They stayed in the house with those crystal princesses and soon merged into a lump of crystal. Now, under the influence of magic, they had become like this.

Amber threw herself on this large pile of deadwood and cried for a long time.

After a moment, she wiped away her tears and revealed a determined look. Immediately afterward, she sorted out her luggage, bowed to Roland, and said, "Teacher, I can't follow you to learn magic anymore. I'm going to save this country!"

Roland said a faint 'oh', and then took out a strange book (Book of the Dead) and began to transcend the dead.

Amber was very curious about what kind of book it was, but she still suppressed the curiosity in her heart. She bowed deeply to Roland once again—this time she silently thanked Roland for saving her life.

Afterward, she reluctantly left here. Leaving behind the only opportunity she had to learn real magic.

She couldn't stop, she had to move forward.

Because this little girl carried too many things.

That was the future and hope of her grandfather, her father, Baron Lawrence, the knights, and millions of people in this kingdom!

Behind her, a great fire burned in the distant village.

Amber looked at the distant firelight and was stunned for a long time. She was very curious about what kind of magic it was, why it was pure white, and why it looked so sacred.

But she still carried the huge and heavy traveler's backpack and set off alone.

That backpack was so heavy, pressing on her thin body, turning her shoulders red.

She firmly walked forward in the snow, walking very far. When she came to a hilltop, she looked back one last time.

The distant fire had already gone out, as dim as her eyes.

Amber said to herself, "Let's go, Amber, cheer up! You will definitely be able to persuade the king! You definitely will!"

She came back to her senses and looked down and forward. After taking a few steps, she vaguely felt something was wrong.

She returned to that hilltop with a strange expression, and after looking down, she found that in the moonlight, a tall figure leading a horse was also going up the mountain!

There was clearly thick snow under his feet, but he and the horse left no footprints. He led the horse leisurely, but he was walking on flat ground in this mountain wilderness. He was clearly walking very slowly, but he was also strangely fast.

"Teacher!! Wuwuwuwu"

Amber sprinted over and threw herself into the teacher's arms, "I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

Roland said with a look of distaste, "Hey, hey, can you not be so familiar?"

Amber raised her head stubbornly and said, "Then why are you following me? You must be secretly protecting me! You even specially found a horse for me to ride!"

Roland again said with a look of distaste, "Is there a possibility that I was summoned by the king as a wizard and also need to go there?"

A bright light shone in Amber's eyes, and she hugged the guy tightly, refusing to let go, "I don't believe it! You're here to find me, otherwise why didn't you go with Mistress? That's right, you want to take me as a disciple!"

"I don't want to! Let go quickly, what if your Mistress sees... Ugh, I don't take disciples!"

Amber was like toffee, refusing to let go no matter what.

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Helpless, Roland lifted her onto the horse's back.

Seeing the excitement in Amber's eyes, Roland hurriedly explained, "Little girl, let's get this straight. We're just going the same way. When we get there, we'll do our own things."

Amber nodded quickly, knowing that the mentor was saying one thing but meaning another!

Roland looked at the large pile of messy packages on Amber's body, which must have weighed over a hundred pounds altogether. He didn't know how she carried it!

He stored all of Amber's messy things into his spatial ring and asked for directions to the next town. After learning that it was only about twenty kilometers away, he led the horse in that direction.

The two of them, one person and one horse, traveled quickly.

Roland asked on the way, "Baron Lawrence has already gone to the River Styx for reincarnation. After you arrive at the king's place, how do you plan to convince him? He might not even agree to see you."

Amber pursed her lips, seeming not very confident. She said, "The queen is sick, it's not Crystal Princess Disease. I collected some herbs. As long as I can cure her, the king will definitely believe in my magic and let me solve this plague."

Roland secretly shook his head.

Judging from Amber's previous spell, her grandfather was definitely not an ordinary scholar. Roland also believed that this girl had some ability.

However, he was not optimistic about Amber's plan.

According to Roland's understanding from Sir Buck, the court wizards of the Amir Kingdom were still somewhat capable.

Now that the queen is sick, if the court wizards can cure her, then there will be no need for Amber.

If the court wizards can't cure her, and are waiting for the academy wizards to come... the king definitely won't use a wild wizard to treat his queen.

Roland slapped Amber's little butt to make her move forward, then flipped onto the horse and sped away with her.

Soon, the two arrived at the next town. Roland planned to buy a horse here.

Even this late at night, there were still people walking outside the town. They wore masks, held bells, and wore gray coats, not knowing what they were carrying.

Roland had excellent eyesight and could see what they were carrying from a distance.

They were carrying corpses. The corpses were covered in sores and black spots. Their bodies were rotten, and they died horribly.

"Is this Crystal Princess Disease?" Roland was slightly doubtful.

This place was only twenty kilometers away from that village. It would be strange if there were no problems. But the appearance of those corpses was different from what Roland had imagined.

At least it was different from how Amber looked when she was infected.

Amber looked at those people in the distance and said, "Teacher, this place is also infected. Those people should be kingdom knights and court scholars. Let's leave quickly."

Ravens were the kind of guys who would drill into any place with an epidemic. But at this moment, Amber was trembling as she spoke, not knowing what she was afraid of.

She probably wasn't afraid of the disease, but of those kingdom knights.

Roland didn't say anything, kicked the horse's belly, and entered the town.

As soon as they entered the town, a pungent smell assaulted their nostrils. The snow was muddy from being trampled by the crowd, but there was no one on the streets.

The sides of the road were piled with debris, and the buildings in the town were dilapidated.

The doors of every household were marked with O's or X's in lime, and they could faintly hear violent coughing inside, or the weak and powerless weeping of women.

Jingle bell...

A ringing sound came from not far away, it was several cart pushers wearing masks and gray coats.

After the bell rang, the households quieted down.

These people noticed Roland and his companion and whispered to each other, then someone ran away to call for people. Then the remaining people immediately walked over, gesturing with torches for Roland to stay still.

These people had noticed Amber from afar. Her outfit clearly marked her as a member of the Raven Society. So when they walked over, they were aggressive, as if they were going to arrest someone.

But when they saw the magnificent horse, their momentum immediately decreased a little—the horse didn't look like an ordinary warhorse, it seemed to be Sir Buck's Foxfire.

Looking again at the tall man behind Amber's back, everyone immediately became cautious.

That person could never be a horse thief. That exquisite outer robe with embroidery, the ruby-lustered inner armor—the knights didn't know what kind of leather it was, perhaps dragon skin?

The court's chief wizard, 'Archmage Eavis', seemed to also have such an inner armor, but it didn't look as good as the one this person was wearing!

Moreover, Archmage Eavis didn't have such an exquisite robe.

They cautiously asked if Roland was a 'Grand Magus' invited by the king.

Grand Magus was a very, very old title. In the early days, this title was once popular in the wizarding world and was regarded as an academic title. As long as one could study three formal spells to the 4th level and complete an academic paper, one would be qualified to call oneself a Magus.

Now, the wizards have completely ruled this world, and they have become gods in the eyes of ordinary mortals. They have also bid farewell to the former system. Therefore, this title is no longer popular in the wizarding world.

But in some remote areas, people still like to use such words to call 'Formal Wizards'.

Roland didn't dwell on this title with them, but simply stated that he was a special envoy from the White Chess Academy, responsible for supervising the epidemic control situation in this kingdom.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Roland said, "Don't chat here, where is the person in charge here?"

The crowd hurriedly led Roland towards a large house in the town. Roland carefully observed the situation in the town on the way and inquired about their epidemic control measures.

After listening and watching, his face looked a little strange.

The mayor's house seemed to have just lit the lights. As Roland and the others walked to the door, a tall man led a few people and hurriedly ran out of the door. The man's clothes were not yet fully dressed, and he must have been resting inside the house.

This person had dark circles under his eyes, and he probably hadn't slept well for several nights.

Roland dismounted and entered the house, asking about the situation. He learned that the mayor here, the lord of this large area, had already died.

The person in charge in front of him was a baron sent by the king.

He was originally a knight by the king's side. The king gave him a baronial title and fief. Although the territory was not large, only over a thousand acres, it was already very good in this small kingdom.

Moreover, the king also promised that if the Crystal Princess Disease was brought under control, he would give him another baronial title, allowing him to pass on his three titles (Knight Grand Cross, two baronial titles) to his three sons.

Currently, the baron was responsible for the epidemic control work in the southern region of the kingdom, not only supervising the management of the local lords for the king but also personally stationed in the disaster-stricken areas.

He was very active. When the epidemic first started three months ago, he began to run around. Basically, wherever there was Crystal Princess Disease, he would go there. The magic potions made by the court wizards were about to run out.

These days, a major plague broke out in the village over twenty kilometers away. He didn't dare to go to that village, but he personally stayed in this small town, vowing to contain the plague here.

But the plague in this town still broke out. It could be foreseen that if it continued to deteriorate like this, Crystal Princesses would appear here within a month.

While speaking, the baron invited Roland to his office.

Roland directly sat down in the seat behind the baron's desk in a dominant manner. The baron and the others did not dare to sit down first, but stood cautiously in the room.

While listening to the reports from the crowd, he took out the crystal ball.

In cooperation with the spell, he looked at the crystal ball for a while. This magic was not used to check the physical condition, but a kind of divination. It was a magic specially researched by the White Chess wizards for divining Crystal Princess Disease.

If that person had already been infected, the crystals inside the human body could be seen on the crystal ball.

If that person had not yet been infected, but was bound to be infected, the magic would predict the location where the crystals would appear in the future.

After looking for a while, Roland's face was very ugly.

'Sure enough!'

Roland thought to himself, 'The magic potion's effects have just passed, and I've been infected!'

'How much magic potion I brought is not enough. If this continues, before I even reach the wizarding territory, I'll become a princess!'