I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Roland carefully repacked Miss Fluorite's belongings, returning the storage pouch to her waist. Then, he pinched her cheeks fiercely and stroked her fox tail a few times.

This damned creature truly has no moral bottom line!

To achieve his goals, he's capable of drugging someone!

Everyone thinks he's a good person, but in reality, once he decides to accomplish something, he'll use any means necessary.

You'd think that if he just wanted to confirm his situation, he could have simply looked at the documents and been done with it.

What was with touching her tail?

Roland offered a reason: he had wanted to touch it for a long time!

He even touched it with righteous indignation: 'You always say I have something going on with you in front of my girlfriend, causing me all sorts of trouble!'

Resisting the urge to smack her butt, Roland covered Miss Fluorite with a blanket.

Afterward, Roland pulled a curtain between the sofa and the bedroom area, then went to his own bed.

Looking at the female demon who had occupied his bed, Roland sized her up for a good while.

The noble lady Catherine was also dressed very attractively today.

She had clearly made a special effort to dress up. Although she usually dresses fashionably, she wouldn't normally dress this sexy.

However, her sleeping posture wasn't great. She seemed to have collapsed onto the bed as soon as she reached it. She was lying face down, with her back to Roland, revealing all her curves.

The side-slit black openwork witch's dress, black noble high stockings were faintly visible at the slit position. And those red-bottomed high heels... Roland's feet immediately felt a twinge of pain.

Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Roland decided to maintain some semblance of restraint.

He began searching Catherine, the noble lady.

It was obvious that like with Fluorite, he could have just taken the storage bag without touching her body, but this guy was treating Lady Catherine differently.

He used this kind of reason to excuse himself, muttering, "Lady Catherine, you must be exhausted from teleporting from such a distant place today. Let me give you a little massage to loosen up your muscles.

Back in the castle, after the knight masters trained, I was the one who helped them relax their muscles. After the massage, they slept very comfortably."

As Roland spoke, he vigorously massaged her.

As he massaged, Roland found it increasingly difficult to control himself.

Looking at the slightly disheveled clothes of the noble lady Catherine, Roland's eyes slowly gleamed with a green light.

He slapped himself twice, regained his sanity, and let his big head control his little head, concentrating on continuing the search.

With a 'thud,' something fell from the foot of the bed. Roland looked back and saw that one of Lady Catherine's high heels had fallen to the ground.

Roland's heart was suddenly kicked.

His gaze lingered on her legs, shrouded in mysterious black, for a long time, suppressing his wicked thoughts.

The esteemed Countess had no idea what the little attendant was looking at. She mumbled a few words in her sleep, stretching her long legs and ankles.

That stretched, perfect arch of her foot kicked the other high heel halfway off, teasing it with her toes.

'Screw it!'

Roland grabbed her foot, like a beast, pressing his face against it fiercely.

He kissed her from top to bottom, repeatedly.

As he lingered in a certain spot, he suddenly felt Catherine's body tremble slightly.

Roland shuddered in fright.

He looked up at Catherine's face and saw that her face was flushed red, and her long eyelashes were trembling unnaturally.

She didn't look like she was asleep at all!

Suddenly, Roland thought of a possibility: Could she have skipped a dish?

It seemed like she hadn't eaten the magic frog!

So the effects of the potion hadn't taken effect, and she was pretending to be asleep?

She was clearly testing Roland, the damned creature, to see if he was a decent person.

When Roland put Fluorite on the sofa, she had been secretly observing for a long time. When she found that he hadn't made any excessive moves after finding the documents, she put down her staff.

But she couldn't let him off so easily!

Even if he had planned the 'searching for documents' thing because he didn't know her and had to secretly search to confirm the information, she couldn't let him off!

Because no matter how he explained it, his methods today were too despicable!

She had originally thought that she had misunderstood him, thinking that he had prepared those potions simply for cooking.

But it turned out that she was too naive!

Even Catherine couldn't understand the dishes he had taken out! Because Roland had chopped up so many potions and stir-fried them together, it was impossible to distinguish them by taste or appearance.

Moreover, as long as she skipped one dish, or even didn't eat the ice cream or drink the tea, she would have been fine.

If she hadn't really disliked eating that strange 'stir-fried bullfrog (magic frog),' she would have fallen for his trick!

That damned man!

She had already thought about how to punish this damned creature severely.

When Roland approached, she wanted to act, but then she thought that if she acted immediately, this guy would use excuses like, 'You don't know me now, I can only secretly search to confirm the information.'

She wanted to leave Roland speechless!

So, she was setting a trap.

Sure enough, this damned creature started touching her as soon as he came up!

But Lady Catherine still endured it—this guy said he was massaging.

Indeed, she could ignore his nonsense and punish him. But that wouldn't be satisfying!

She wanted to catch a big fish.

As a result, this damned creature was fishing too comfortably!

Catherine couldn't help but straighten her legs.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Roland's massage movements were becoming more and more irregular. Those big hands that were massaging were touching many places they shouldn't be touching.

The noble lady Catherine didn't know if this counted as a massage, but this massage was clearly not a proper massage!

She couldn't help but straighten her legs again.

"Let me turn you over and lift your legs. Both legs have to be lifted," Roland said very gentlemanly, as if he was really serving her wholeheartedly.

Catherine's mind was in a mess. By the time she realized what was happening, things were already wrong.

Damn it!

Let this damned man—

She opened her eyes, glaring fiercely at the violent beast that had already pressed itself against her face, and scolded in a low voice, "You damned thing! What do you have to say for yourself?! You—you call this a massage?!"

Roland gasped and said, "Of course not, my lady. When I was massaging you just now, I noticed that you seemed to have spilled water on yourself when you were drinking tea. It's not good to sleep like that, so I'm helping you wipe it off now."

Catherine's mind went blank, and she said, "I'll kill you, you beast!"

Roland whispered, "Okay, okay, I'm a beast, a beast for ten minutes! You can kill me after ten minutes... Just ten minutes!"

Catherine pinched Roland's perfect abs fiercely. She had wanted to touch those merman lines for a long time.

But she said, "Are you crazy, crazy? Fluorite is sleeping next door! Get off, get off now!"

Roland buried his head in her chest.

"Damn it, we can't stop now, can we? Don't worry, Miss Fluorite won't wake up for two hours. I love black so much. Let me kiss your jiojio."

Two hours later...

After who knows how many ten minutes, or how many rounds, the bed finally stopped creaking.

Catherine pushed Roland's arm away, not letting him hold her.

She was very angry. She had just asked Roland if he would have climbed into bed if she had really fallen asleep—if he had secretly done such lewd things to her while she was sleeping, then Roland would be unforgivable!

Roland gave a very sincere answer—he definitely would have. He had wanted to do this since the first day he met Catherine.

This damned creature admitted his depravity directly after doing bad things, without pretending to be a good person at all.

Roland suddenly propped himself up on the bed, looked at Catherine, and said, "Catherine, do you really think you lived with me for three months?"

Catherine looked at Roland with a strange gaze—are you starting to go crazy after we finished?

Roland continued to ask, "Think about it, with your personality, could you live in a small house with a student you just received, a stranger? And then eat, live, and sleep together?"

Catherine's face became a little strange. She looked at Roland warily and said, "What crazy things do you want to say now?"

Roland lay down, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Never mind. It's useless to talk to you. You can't tell the difference."

Catherine propped herself up angrily. She pinched Roland's stomach and said through gritted teeth, "Speak! You beast, don't say things halfway!"

She had been piqued with curiosity.

Roland opened his eyes and said, "Are you sure you really want to hear it?"

Catherine: "..."

Catherine suddenly had a very bad feeling. She struggled for a long time, squinted at Roland, and spat out a word from between her teeth: "Speak!"

Roland sighed and said, "Before we set off for the Yellow-Brown Fern Forest, the two of us only spent one day together... June 7th, my birthday, which is the day before we went to the Yellow-Brown Fern Forest, was the first day we met."

Catherine was completely confused. She said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

She couldn't understand Roland's logic. Because Catherine had spent a full three months in Valeria!

She had even plotted with the Baron to trick Roland into coming to her side.

How could she have only met Roland for the first time on the third month of being with Roland?

Roland didn't answer directly. He looked at Catherine and said, "Catherine, I'm actually someone who transmigrated from another world."

Catherine chuckled coldly and said, "Finally admitting it?"

Roland nodded and said, "It seems you guessed it long ago. I wasn't reincarnated here; I directly transmigrated into this world in my physical body."

Catherine said, "And then?"

Roland said, "I transmigrated into this world on June 7th, which was the third month after I met you."

Catherine: "???"

Roland then said the following:

"I always thought that I was me, and Roland was Roland."

"But in reality, I am Roland! We are the same person!"

"June 7th, you think it's my birthday. But in reality, it's the day I transmigrated!"

"All along, there has only been one Roland! I'm a physical transmigration! The moment I existed in this world, my past appeared!"

Suddenly, he looked at Catherine: "But apart from you, who saw me on the day I transmigrated, everyone else treated me as two people!"

"So, after I lost my name and messed up my own 'anchor point,' everyone except you forgot about me!"

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Roland finally said, "Do you remember Leinnard? I'm like him! I am a god! I am an evil god!"

Catherine stared at Roland for a long time, then slowly shook her head.

She said, "Roland, I remember Leinnard's affairs, so I can understand your logic. But you should take your medicine."

Roland: "?"

Catherine said, "You are Anthony's son, the son he brought back to his hometown of Valeria from another place. You are a real person, your past is not false, it is real."

"After the Brackenwood Forest incident, we did a lot of reviewing of 'Leinnard' and other things. I have samples in my hand, and we even went there to collect some new information. We have done in-depth research."

"Your situation is completely different from Leinnard's."

"You are a living person."

Catherine finally looked at Roland: "But you retain some fragmented memories from your previous life. On June 7th, the day you turned 16, you awakened some memories of your previous life."

Roland: "."

Roland suddenly felt that something was wrong. He frowned and said, "Have you eaten the dishes I made?"

Catherine said, "I have eaten Mrs. Julie's cooking. Your father was an incredible wizard who once accidentally traveled to another world. Many years later, he brought you back to Valeria."

As she spoke, Catherine took out a diary: "A few days ago, Baron Hall sent some things over. This is your father's diary... a traveler's diary."

Roland blankly flipped through it, and then his whole person went bad.

Everything showed that Catherine was right. He was not an evil god, but a person who was reincarnated into this world after death.

He thought that his words today would drive his senior crazy.

As a result, Roland is now the one who's gone crazy.

In any case, one thing is certain: Anthony is his dad, his real dad.

His dad also has black hair and brown eyes and is not generally crazy. He believes himself to be a god—the Aley family is like that.

So, Roland's mental state has a family history.

Roland's whole person went bad: "So, I... am I crazy? Do I have a mental illness?"

Catherine comforted him for a while.

Roland's acceptance ability was very strong, and his SAN was also high to the point of being bizarre, so he quickly accepted this matter—yes, the so-called evil god was just a fictional thing. How could Roland be a wisp of the evil god's remnant soul?

He is just a living native. It's just that he has the memories of his previous life.

And his previous life was not some evil god.

His previous life was also called 'Roland'—it's written in his father's diary.

So, what name did he lose?

Roland suddenly realized that he seemed to not remember the name of the evil god he had imagined!

Because Roland cultivated the 'Aley Grimoire,' he had a demon named Aley.

And now, he has forgotten the demon's name.

So, the butterfly's name was lost by him!

The butterfly can't find him!

He can avoid the butterfly tribulation!

He can advance normally!

Roland was overjoyed and couldn't help but mutter, "I can be considered to have gained good fortune from disaster in Straw Town."

After saying this, he saw Catherine narrow her eyes.

Catherine said in a chilling tone, "Roland, there's something I haven't settled with you yet."

Roland's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed what Catherine was going to say.

He carefully looked at this 'big' sister who was half-sitting on the bed, naked from the waist up, and looking down at him, his eyes couldn't help but move down from her face.

Catherine said angrily, "After your last communication with me, I found something was wrong. Later, I discovered that everyone except me seemed to not remember you. I guessed that you caused trouble in Straw Town!"

"Do you know how serious this matter is?"

"From your perspective, if the Straw Town matter is not handled well, you will be forgotten by the whole world. You will become an invisible person that only I can see!"

"From the perspective of the Black Abyss, you chose such an important territory and shouldered such an important responsibility, but on the first day, you turned Straw Town into this!"

"Do you think I can't see what's in the ghost mist?!"

"Can your methods hide it from Yingtao, can it hide it from me?"

The more Catherine spoke, the angrier she became. How much effort did Usark and others put in to calm down Straw Town?

As a result, she came over today and saw the current scene in Straw Town... Good heavens, she couldn't wait to slap this guy to death for Usark!

Fortunately, Roland's strange operation temporarily stabilized those 'straws.' Otherwise, the fun would be big!

To be honest, today, Catherine came here specifically to see if she could help Roland wipe his butt... As a result, after taking one look, to hell with it.

Can't go!

Let this dead ghost be an invisible person for the rest of his life!

After listening, Roland's heart also skipped a beat.

It seems that after advancing, he still has to find a way to steal his name back. Otherwise, if Catherine suddenly forgets about him for some reason one day, he will have no sense of existence in this world.

At that time, it will all be over!

Lost in thought, Roland found Catherine staring at him with a chilling expression.

"Haha! Straw, straw! So much straw, I see it! I understand!" Roland suddenly shouted.

Catherine: ???

[You didn't understand anything, you're pretending to be crazy and foolish.]

Seeing Roland suddenly go crazy, Catherine also became anxious—it's all her fault for mentioning Straw Town!

This is a patient! He lost his name in Straw Town, and his mental state has a big problem!

These past few days, he barely recovered a little, and she still brought up this matter in front of him!

Catherine felt very guilty. She hurriedly hugged Roland and comforted him for a long time.

She said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

Roland said, "No, Catherine, my head hurts so much... Don't move, just like this, let me lean for a while..."

Catherine said, "Okay, okay, be good, be good, it's okay... I'm here."

After comforting him for a while, Big Sister Catherine found that something was wrong. She looked down at Roland with a strange expression—what's wrong with this guy, is he crazy or not?

She pinched Roland hard.

Roland said, "Good sister, don't move... I need comfort, I need to forget those terrible things. I feel so safe now... Come on, just hold me tight like this, and then sit on top."

Big Sister Catherine spat and comforted this patient with a blushing face.

"Is it comfortable like this, Master?"

"Comfortable, comfortable. Come on, Master is much more comfortable now."

Catherine was so busy playing with Master, she even forgot that there was someone sleeping next door.

The creaking sound lasted all night.